Restless in Hoofington

Friday evening, most ponies enjoy staying up later than usual and celebrating the upcoming weekend. So it isn’t an odd sight for three young mares to be walking along the side of the street, chatting idly with one another.

Once they’re in a less populated part of the city, the unicorn turns to the other two. “Where are we going, exactly?”

“Ornate’s place,” Night says simply. “Her house is where we all meet usually. You should like her, she’s nice.”

“Alright...” Autumn looks a little nervous. “Are all of them gonna be there?”

She nods. “They usually all are. I think the boss misses more meetings than anypony, but he’s private and keeps up with everything anyway.”

The unicorn nods. She stays quiet for the rest of the trip.

When they get to the house, Alloy looks back at the other two. “Autumn, wait out here. Night, stay with her, okay? I just need to talk to the boss.” She then turns and knocks on the door, motioning for the two to get out of sight.

Pulling her marefriend to the side, Night covers her and uses her darker coloring to disguise her from prying eyes. Just in time, the door opens, revealing the amethyst mare herself, who smiles and lets Alloy in per usual, closing the door after.

Alloy smiles back, glancing around and seeing the rest of the members already assembled. Upon noticing their leader, she trots quickly over to him. “Sir? Can I talk to you for a moment?”

Looking down at her, he smiles and nods his head. “Of course, Alloy.” He stands up, walking with her out into the hall.

The rest of the group watches them go with confusion, before returning to their prior business. As the others resume chatting or reading, Portal sidles up beside Ornate. “Did you talk to the lord pony?”

“Landlord,” she corrects. “And yes, I did. Unfortunately… it seems what Snap told Alloy is true.”

Portal’s ears flatten. “What do we do?”

“Unfortunately, I’m not sure we can help Snap keep his current apartment…” Her own ears fold as she sighs. “It’s not a case of the landlord hating him, or being a bigot against him. He’s just unused to dealing with someone with Snap’s condition and communication is very difficult. What with him not reading lips too well and sign language not commonly known, if management ever needs to get a hold of him, they have to wait until he finally comes out and hope to catch him. Apparently the landlord is just not used to having to focus that much effort for a single tenant and it’s getting to him.”

The young colt pauses, mulling this over for a moment. “So...do we do anything to him?”

“I’m not certain, little one…” She rubs his head a moment. “It’s within his right to do something like this if he believes he cannot deal with Snap… despite how it forces Snap to find somewhere else to live.”

“Then what are we supposed to do?” Portal lies down onto his belly, resting his chin on his hooves almost like a dog.

“We either need to find him a new place… or have him stay with one of us.” The crystal mare nods to herself. “We need to make sure this is as comfortable as possible for him.”

Before Portal can respond, he notices Alloy and Reflect coming back from the hall. The pegasus looks relieved, and starts heading to the front door, while Reflect walks back over to the rest of the group. They all stop what they’re doing and look up, curious about what’s going on.

Looking between all of them, he is brief. “Everyone, we have a guest here in our meeting tonight. I want you all to make her feel welcome, and show her we are not as bad as some would believe us to be.”

The members look at one another, confused. The sound of the front door opening and closing catches most of their attention next, and when they look to the entrance to the living room, they see Alloy returning. Behind her is Night, and last in line is a unicorn, unfamiliar to them.

“Everyone, this is Autumn,” Alloy introduces for her. The unicorn glances over the group, trying to smile, but coming off as a little awkward. “She’s going to be helping us out for a bit.”

Reflect analyzes the newcomer, speaking calmly. “Welcome, Autumn. I think this is the first time someone has sat in on our meeting without the intention of joining us.”

She nods quietly, looking him over quickly. “Um...you must be the leader, right?”

He nods. “I am.” Lifting up a hoof, he smoothly slides his hood off. “My name is Reflect.” Revealed in the light, his form is unlike any of the others in the room. Two solid aqua eyes gaze at her, with only a slightly lighter spot in them to show where he is looking. A pair of fangs protrude from his closed mouth. A horn, curved, sharp, and smooth, just out of his forehead. All of this is set into a vaguely equine face, but with a covering of dark grey chitin just a few shades shy of black.

While most would be scared by this sudden reveal, Autumn only blinks in surprise. “You’re...a changeling?”

He smiles at her, his voice having a small reverb to it if you knew to look for it. “Yes; not many could make such an assumption as calmly as you just did.”

She smiles back. “Well, I already noticed a griffon, a zebra, and a crystal pony, not to mention Night. I may not have expected a changeling, but it doesn’t really surprise me.”

Chuckling, the changeling replies. “If only many more were as calm as you about such diversity.” He waves a hoof to his right at the crystal mare. “Allow us to introduce ourselves.”

“Ornate Design.” The mare inclines her head in a small bow. “Architect and the owner of this home. Very nice to meet you.”

The zebra steps up next, not bowing, but rather simply nodding in greeting. “Thank you for coming, Autumn my dear. I am Zesten; it is a pleasure to have you here.”

The sole predator in the room smiles. “My name is Snowdrift. I look forward to seeing what you’ve got.”

Autumn looks noticeably a little more nervous as she waves back at the griffon, but her attention is quickly seized by a small nudging at her legs. Looking down, she sees a young colt looking back up at her, as though trying to see through her. After a moment, he smiles. “I’m Portal!”

The only member of the group who has yet to speak is still lying across the couch, either unaware of Autumn’s entrance or just ignoring it. His attention is instead focused on a thick tome. The unicorn blinks at him. “Um...hello?”

Night smiles sheepishly as Snowdrift leans over and taps the reading stallion. “Sorry about him. He can’t hear. He’s not trying to be rude.”

Autumn’s ears flatten. “Oh...sorry.”

The stallion, after being disturbed, looks up and takes note of the unicorn. He raises a hoof in a halfhearted wave before going back to reading. Alloy sighs. “That’s Snap Gun. He’s our lockpicker. Not very social.”

“I can tell.” She tilts her head, looking at all of them. “So...you’re all here because of, um...discrimination, is that right?”

“To more or less extents, yes.” Reflect nods as he answers, unzipping the front of his hoodie but leaving it on. “We are outcasts from what is considered ‘normal’ and there are always those who reject what is different. Instead of dealing with this on our own, we came together, and are stronger for it. Strong enough to at least try and make a difference.”

Autumn nods. “I think I understand...” She looks around. “Sorry, I just hadn’t expected a ‘gang’ to be this...friendly.”

The griffon shrugs. “You’re friendly to us, it wouldn’t be right to not be friendly back.”

She smiles. “That makes sense.” She looks back to Reflect. “So...you wanted a rune, right?”

He nods. “Yes; we need to keep our identities hidden, so we were hoping to imbue our cloaks with some sort of illusion to make it harder to recognize us.”

Autumn nods. “That leaves a lot of options. What are you looking for, exactly? Something that makes you look completely different? A small illusion so you look the same, but anyone who looks at you just can’t make out your actual features?”

“Something like the second one,” he answers. “We don’t need much, just enough to not be recognized. Can you do it?”

She slowly nods again. “I think so...that sort of illusion seems easy enough, but I’d need to get the rune sketch first. But that might be a problem.” She averts her eyes. “My mom runs the enchantment shop in town, so I could ask her to help...but she’d probably want to know why I need it, and you can probably see the problem with that...”

Casting an eye on the other two fillies of the group, Reflect comments. “I see why you brought her in, now.” Looking back at Autumn, he continues. “I do see the problem. The more ponies that know about us, the more risk there is for us. I don’t suppose you could just come up for a reason of why you need it?”

Autumn keeps her eyes pointed at the floor. “Um...I can try, but I’m not the world’s greatest liar...especially to her.”

“Well, I certainly hope one of you think of something,” Ornate points out. “Because the alternative will be worse for everypony involved.”

The unicorn looks to her, a little worried. “W-Well...I’ll try to avoid mentioning you guys...” She rubs her neck a bit. “But...”

Night leans up against her, giving her silent support. Alloy puts a hoof on her shoulder as well.

Autumn smiles a bit. “Right...I’ll do my best.” She nods to Reflect.

“Thank you.” He smiles at them. “We owe you for this.”

Saturdays are for sleeping late. This is a philosophy Rune had followed her whole life, and continues to do so this day. As her body slowly starts to get up on its own accord, the green mare cracks open her eyes. Stretching languidly and wiping a bit of drool from the side of her mouth, the mother rolls out of the bed, landing on two bare forehooves and two socked hind ones.

With her mane and tail having a distinctly ‘wild’ look to them, she yawns and immediately heads in the direction of the kitchen. Along the way, she hears another loud yawn coming from another room, followed by a tired groan. But rather than coming from her daughter’s bedroom like she’d expect, it seems to come from the living room instead.

“Hmm?” Motherly instinct forgoes even the morning routine as she detours. “Autumn?”

Sure enough, her daughter is in the living room, lying on the couch as splayed-out as possible. She still has on a set of soft light green pajamas, and her mane and tail both appear to be victims of bad bedhair. However, all hints of her having slept are contradicted by the deep bags under her eyes, which aren’t even covered by her glasses. She pulls herself into a sitting position upon seeing her mother walk in and tries to rub any exhaustion from her eyes. “Morning, mom...”

Walking over, Rune sits next to her, pulling her against her side with one foreleg. “Sweetie… rough night?”

Autumn gratefully leans into the hug, glad for the support. “Um...yeah, something like that.” She covers her mouth as another yawn escapes her. “Just, um...couldn’t sleep...wasn’t really tired.”

“Autumn…” Leaning down, she nuzzles her foal. “You should have come and got me… I would have found a way for you to sleep.”

The younger unicorn sighs. “I didn’t want to wake you up...sorry.” She tries to think of how to bridge the topic into her question; the one she had, in truth, spent all night worrying about.

Her horn lighting up, Rune lifts the teenager in her magic, standing up and setting her down on her back. “Come, a nice glass of milk will do us both some good. You’ll probably need a nap later.”

Autumn nods, not protesting being carried into the kitchen. As they travel, she speaks up again. “Um...before I take one, do you think you could help me with something? Please?”

“Of course, baby… anything.” The mare turns her head and kisses her daughter on the forehead before rummaging in the fridge.

“Well...” Her nervousness and exhaustion make this task much more difficult than it should be. “There’s a rune I’d like to learn for...a school project?” She nearly chokes on her words when they come out in such an unconvincing manner. “S-Sort of an...illusion, disguise...spell?”

“Illusions for a school project?” Rune’s face is unreadable as she pours two glasses. “Can you be specific on what you need?”

Autumn’s mind races as she tries to remember the discussion she had the previous night. “Um...something you could cast on...say, a piece of clothing...and when worn, it blurs out the wearer’s face so they can’t be recognized.” She accepts her glass of milk and quickly shoves it to her lips so she doesn’t say anything else.

Sipping her own drink, her mother stays silent for a moment. “What class is this?”

Autumn lowers the glass. “Er...social studies?” She quickly latches onto that and runs with it. “It’s, um, sort of an experiment on...interactions between ponies when you can’t really see each other.”

“Hmm…” Rune takes another sip. “The same could be achieved with a curtain. To be honest, sweetie… this sounds more like something extracurricular that you just don’t want to tell me.”

She winces. “I-It isn’t, mom...” Her mind goes blank, and she just leaves it at that.

“Are you sure?” Her mother actually turns to her. “You know, I never did get a sense of whether you had performance anxiety or not. Are too many ponies watching at tennis practice?”

Autumn shakes her head. “No, that’s not it...”

“Are you getting bullied at school?” Her eyes narrow at the thought. “Because I can easily tell you ways to remedy that permanently.”

The younger unicorn shakes her head again. “No, I’m fine...”

“Is it one of your friends then?” Twisting her head around more, Rune nuzzles the blue filly. “Do Night or Alloy need to hide their faces? I know Alloy is strong now, but Night seems sensitive.”

“It’s...kind of like that.” Autumn finally nods a bit, deciding it wasn’t completely a lie.

“... they asked you to keep it a secret?” the mare asks shrewdly. Her daughter just nods again. Rune sighs, thinking. “Is anypony getting hurt from this secret?”

That one, Autumn has to legitimately think about. After a second, she shakes her head. “I don’t think so, no.”

“Hmm…” Rune thinks a bit more before nodding to nopony in particular. “Alright, sweetie. I’ll help you.”

Autumn smiles, relieved, and nuzzles her. “Thanks, mom...”

“You’re welcome.” Her smile is gentle as her nuzzle back. “Now, finish your milk like a good filly so you can grow to be big and strong.”

She giggles, nodding and putting the glass back to her lips.

As Sunday ticks on, a certain pair of fillies are content to spend it together. The winged one of the relationship giggles along with her marefriend as they continue a fun game of hypotheticals.

Putting a hoof to her chin, Night thinks. “Okay, so say you could be completely invisible for a whole day; what would you do if you would have no bad consequences?”

Autumn thinks as well. “Well, first, get out of school.” She smirks. “After that...probably just go around and scare ponies by pretending to be a ghost. There’s probably a lot more I could do, but even if there’s no bad consequences, I’d rather not do anything illegal.”

“True, illegal things are usually bad.” The bat pony nods. “At least I get spared from your invisible shenanigans.”

“Oh, trust me, I’d follow you into any changing rooms you went into.” The unicorn winks.

The thestral gasps dramatically, pulling her tail around her lower half like a stereotypical damsel. “You fiend! You would spy on me in my most private and vulnerable moments?”

“Wouldn’t you do the same?” Autumn giggles, pulling her closer.

Leaning against the unicorn and nuzzling her, Night giggles. “Many mysterious breezes would be happening whenever you wore a skirt, and you don’t even know what I’d do once you got home. I could strike from anywhere!” Her hooves raise threateningly as her tongue sticks out.

Autumn snickers. “Whatever it is you’d do, I don’t think I’d mind.” She pokes the thestral in the belly. “Okay, my turn. Say that you grew a unicorn horn. What kind of magic would you want to be able to use?”

“Hmm…” Night mulls this over as she fights back giggles from her stomach being poked. “I want to… this is tricky…” It takes her a moment to actually find an answer. “Maybe nature magic? Plants and stuff. Oh! I want to magically grow a huge tree I could live in, and yet the tree is still alive!”

The unicorn giggles. “I’m pretty sure that’d be impossible. But plant magic definitely suits you.” She nuzzles her.

Giving her a playful lick on the cheek, the thestral asks this time. “How about the reverse for you? If you grew wings, what would you do with them? Other than actually learning how to fly, because I assume that’s number one.”

Autumn licks back before answering immediately. “Get you to massage them.”

“Oh…” Night giggles as she squeezes her marefriend. “I’d be happy to oblige you.”

“Excellent.” The unicorn nuzzles her. “Hm...here’s an odd one: if there was a movie about your life, what would it be called?”

“You and your tricky ones.” The thestral goes on her instinct with this one. “Diary of the Love Bat.”

Autumn snickers. “‘Love Bat’?”

“Do you deny my title?” She flutters her eyelashes.

“Oh, I definitely don’t.” The unicorn nuzzles her. “Just sounds a little silly. Then again, you are silly.”

“Yes, yes I am.” Night smiles as the two continue embracing, nuzzling, and giggling.

“Aww…” A familiar motherly figure stands in the doorway of the bedroom, looking at them with a big smile.

Autumn looks back at her and smiles. “Hi mom! Is it finished already?”

“They all are,” she answers. “Ready to start the show when you two are.”

Autumn looks to her marefriend. “Ready to strut your stuff, love bat?”

Despite her blush and averted eyes at Rune’s raised eyebrow, Night nods with a smile. “I think so. I hope you like them.”

“Let’s go find out.” Standing up, they head into the room, Autumn hanging back by the doorway to let her mother get Night ready.

“Alright, dear, just head behind this little privacy screen I set up so Autumn can’t peek as I give each one to you.” As Rune stands next to three piles of fabric, she motions to a curtained off area of the room.

“Okay.” Both excited and nervous, Night casts one last look at Autumn before disappearing behind the curtain.

“Let’s try something familiar first…” A light blue pile floats up and behind the privacy screen.

Autumn watches from a chair she has pulled up, trying to resist the urge to get up and try to peek behind the screen. Instead, she just bounces up and down a bit in anticipation. Rune watches this with a small smile, one ear focusing on the screen as Night’s mumblings come through.

“Hehehe… I know Autty likes this part… oh, good, wing holes… if this wasn’t so naughty, it’d be more than comfortable enough to wear all day…”

The young unicorn’s ears perk up at that, and her face already goes a little red as she imagines in her head what it could look like. She keeps her eyes focused on the screen, waiting for her marefriend to come out.

Finally, Night’s voice comes out clear. “Ready!”

Smiling, Rune sits down to watch the show. “Well, what are you waiting for, girl? Come strut your stuff!”

Night emerges from behind the curtain, a smile on her face and a sway in her hips as she walks towards the center of the room. The nurse outfit she is wearing is very similar to the one she had gotten previously from Autumn, but this one has a few adjustments. The colour is light blue instead of pink, going better with her colours. Additionally, as she turns around on the spot, one can see the lingerie underneath is definitely of the naughty variety as its curves and edges glide around the young mare’s form. The matching socks rise up high enough to just reach the bottom of the lacy bits, keeping the eyes going upwards.

Autumn wastes no time in looking her over, grinning widely as her blush grows. She makes sure to take it all in, eyes lingering around the rump for a good few seconds. “Wow...”

Watching the two, Rune’s grin widens. “Careful Night, keep up this performance and you really will have a patient to take care of if Autumn passes out.”

Night giggles, her tail swishing teasingly. “That doesn’t sound too bad…”

Autumn squirms a bit. “I dunno...if I pass out, I can’t see anymore. I don’t want that.” She frowns playfully.

Just as playfully, the thestral does one more twirl. “I think I know what you do want though.”

“Probably.” Autumn happily continues ogling her. “Though it’ll have to wait until we’re done here...”

Ignoring that last part, Rune watches as Night goes back behind the screen. “Alright, dear, strip down and we’ll go with something more… innocent.” The black and white pile floats over now. Autumn looks on with interest and curiosity.

“Bet Autty would love to see this part…” One by one, a few piece of clothing start draping themselves over the top of the barrier. At first it’s only the cap and gown, but soon the more risque items make an appearance.

Autumn bites her tongue to keep from commenting, remembering that her mother is in the room. Instead, she just lets her imagination keep her occupied as she waits.

Finally as the last tiny bit of cloth folds over the top, Night begins putting on the next piece. “Again, this is all weirdly comfortable… I do like all the ribbons on this one…” Before long, she cries out again. “Ready!”

This time when she comes out, her outfit is less seductive, but still very attractive. A classic black and white color scheme, the maid outfit comes with all the accessories. Everything from a lace headband, crisp white apron, pure white cotton socks, and a nice big bow on the back. Finally, the skirt is actually of decent length, but the lace trim offers the smallest peek of what appear to be white cotton undergarments to go with it.

Fluttering her eyelashes, Night smiles at her marefriend. “Maybe you should hire me to clean your room…”

Rune laughs at this and does a small cheer. “Woo! Work it!”

Autumn blushes, unable to resist looking her over and trying to get a proper view under the skirt without being too conspicuous. “Mmm...I might take you up on that...what do you charge?” She smiles back, more of a smirk than anything.

“I charge in affection, though I may give discounts to repeat customers…” Keeping in character, the bat pony gives a cute giggle.

Autumn pulls her into a quick kiss. “I think I could afford to hire you full-time, in that case.”

As Rune gathers up the pieces of the other outfit, Night darts in, giving Autumn a kiss just as quick, but deeper than the one she was given. “We’ll discuss this job offer later.”

“I look forward to it.” Autumn nuzzles her. “Now, go on. You’ve got one last outfit to show me.”

Nodding, Night is soon behind the curtain again. The last outfit, a slightly darker grey than her coat, floats over the curtain. “Well this is definitely different… ribbons and instructions? Hey, what’s-” The sound of a small bell jingling comes through.

Rune giggles, looking at her daughter. “Oh, I had fun with this one.”

Autumn giggles as well. “I can tell...can’t wait to see it.” She starts bouncing in anticipation again.

“Ready… I think.” Night comes out once more, her hoofsteps noticeably quieter. It soon becomes apparent why as she pads to the middle of the room. The cat costume seems to mostly be based around accessories, with only what appears to be a sort of soft one-piece for the outfit itself, almost like a swimsuit in shape. The additions are where it shines though: cute little cat paws for the hooves, whiskers for the face, a ribbon tied at the base of the tail, a hairband with cat ears to cover her pony ones, and even a collar with a small golden bell on it.

Lifting up a ‘paw’, Night does a playful swipe in Autumn’s direction. “Meow~.”

Autumn’s chair is quickly abandoned, left rocking in place from the speed at which she jumped off. She pounces on the ‘cat’, forelegs wrapped tightly around her. “Mine!”

Staying in her own chair, Rune giggles softly. “Didn’t know she liked cats that much…”

Night, meanwhile, is a bit preoccupied to hear this as she is pounced on. She squeals, falling to the floor with her marefriend on top of her. Autumn nuzzles her, a big grin on her face. “You’re adorable!”

The batpony smiles, her tail swishing happily as she nuzzles back, even making a purring sound. Autumn squees at this and only continues nuzzling, giggling like crazy.

Rune mentally takes a picture of the cute moment as she straightens up the other outfits. “Well, it seems to me all the outfits were a huge success.”

“Yep!” Autumn calls back before turning back to Night. “Now, it’s up to you which one you want to wear.” She leans down and gives her a kiss on the neck before standing up. “I’ll be waiting for you.” With a wink, she starts heading off to her room excitedly.

Rune sighs wistfully as she watches her daughter leave. “Ah; to be young, in love, and full of hormones… they grow up so fast…” Her eyes close as she stands there.

Night, on the other hoof, is blushing heavily as she stands back up. “Umm… Mrs. Rune, can I have the maid outfit back?”

“Of course, dear. All of them belong to you now.” Floating all of them behind the screen, the mare turns to leave the room. “Remember: stay safe, make each other happy, and I sound proofed her room the other day. Have fun!” With a wink, she leaves for her own room, leaving a rapidly blushing and changing thestral in her study.

As fast as she can, Night slips back into the maid outfit, composing herself into her little role. She gracefully, yet quickly, walks down to Autumn’s room, knocking on the door. “Come in~!” a singsong voice calls back through the door. Taking one last breath, her tail wagging in anticipation, Night opens the door and enters.

To her surprise, Autumn has an outfit on as well; one she hasn’t seen before, but definitely knew was coming sooner or later. Lying on her side on the bed, the unicorn is dressed in a moderately short red plaid skirt, along with a white button-up top and white socks on her hindlegs. Two red bows have been tied into her mane, and a third near the tip of her tail. The way she’s positioned, the thestral is unable to see anything beneath the skirt, but they both know that won’t last long.

Night freely allows her eyes to roam up and down the form in front of her, only remembering her own voice after. “I take it the new school uniform is to your liking, miss?”

Autumn giggles. “It certainly is, thank you.” She sits up onto her haunches, pretending to stretch. “I think it fits just fine...don’t you?”

Nodding as she closes the door behind her, a small shimmer going over it as she does so, the thestral replies. “I think it looks lovely on you. Does my cleaning uniform similarly meet your approval?”

“Oh, most definitely.” The unicorn smiles, her eyes half-lidded. “Though I can’t quite get a good look at it...come closer, won’t you?”

A small blush and a happy smile on her face, Night gracefully walks forward, stopping a pace away from the bed. “Is this alright, miss?”

Autumn crouches a bit so she’s more on her marefriend’s level. “Better...but just a liiiiittle closer?” She changes her expression to a more innocent one, but the tone of her voice remains the same.

Putting on a shy face, the batpony takes the final step so that she is against the bed. “Alright, miss, but I do need to clean…”

“Aww...” The unicorn’s face shifts to a pouty one before going back to her smile. She nuzzles Night gently. “Fine, but don’t keep me waiting. I have something to show you when you’re done.”

“Of course, I look forward to it.” With a small knowing smile, Night begins to ‘clean’. Really, she’s just picking up a few things off the floor, but she makes sure to bend down nice and low to get them, as well as stretching her wings and legs out to reach some things. All this she does faced purposefully away from her marefriend.

Autumn giggles to herself, happily watching the little show. Lighting her horn, she gives Night’s skirt a little flick. As Night had been bending down when it happened, this sends the top of her skirt over her back a bit, revealing everything beneath. “Having a little wardrobe malfunction there, dear?”

Blushing for real, Night squeaks and pulls it back down, though her slightly flagging tail doesn’t let her completely succeed. “My apologies, miss. I did not mean for that to happen.”

“No need to apologize,” the unicorn replies amusedly. “I don’t mind a pleasant view every now and again.”

“T-Thank you for your words, miss…” Finishing up the last few things, the thestral turns to Autumn. “Is there anything else you would like me to do, miss?”

Autumn smiles. “Just one little thing. Could you take a look inside the closet and make sure everything in there is all tidied up as well?”

“Of course, miss.” Heading over to the closet, Night opens it and walks halfway inside, her back half still visible. “Seems fairly clean…”

Silently crawling off the bed, Autumn approaches her from behind. “Are you sure?” Before her marefriend can respond, she nips the tip of her raised tail.

Feeling the small tug, an only slightly less small squeak comes from within the closet. “Y-Yes… everything does seem to be in order…”

“That’s good.” Letting go of the tail, the unicorn giggles. “Sorry; I saw your tail a bit more…‘at attention’, than normal. I wasn’t sure if there was a problem, or if you just really wanted to give me a show.”

As her tail raises more, Night keeps her head in the closet to be playful. “I assure you… there is definitely not a problem.”

“Oh?” Autumn backs up a couple of steps, smirking. “Then that leaves one option...and I very much approve of it.” She moves back in, giving the thestral’s rump a small nudge with her muzzle.

“Eep!” The maid hops a small bit forward before backing out of the closet. “Miss… you are being very forward tonight…”

The unicorn tilts her head, looking concerned. “Does it bother you? I can tone it down, if you’d like...”

Looking down and scuffing her hoof, Night smiles. “I didn’t say that…”

Autumn perks back up. “Well, I’m glad...because I wanted one last little thing from you.”

Straightening herself, the thestral perks up. “I am at your command.”

“Kiss me.” The unicorn’s order is blunt and without hesitation.

Blinking only for a moment, Night nods and steps forward, meeting their lips. Autumn pushes back against her, deepening the kiss, as she parts her lips invitingly. The bat pony’s tongue answers readily, entering its partner’s home and enticing it to come play. The other tongue happily accepts, and the two begin an almost choreographed intertwining dance.

Ignoring her role for a moment, Night takes another step towards Autumn, deepening her kiss as she pushes. Autumn continues to push back, not wanting to disconnect just yet. She lifts a hoof, stroking the side of Night’s neck with it. The bat pony leans into it, opening her mouth wider as her wings do the same.

Detaching for a moment, Autumn giggles before speaking. “I hope you’re not planning on flying anywhere.” She motions to the fully-extended wings.

Shaking her head, Night’s gaze is lidded. “I’ve got everything I want…”

“Really?” The unicorn smirks. “Are you sure there’s…nothing else you’d want?”

“Shouldn’t I be asking you that, miss?” Night smirks back, touching noses with Autumn.

Autumn playfully bats at her ear. “Perhaps...I’d ask you to make my bed next, but I think there’s something I want more...and it’d make doing so basically pointless.” She winks.

Darting forward and giving her cheek a lick, the thestral smiles. “I am at your command.”

The unicorn smiles as well before motioning to the bed with her head. “Care to join me, then?”

“It would be my honour.” Night starts walking towards the bed, her flagging tail wagging now as well.

Autumn turns and hops onto the bed in a single bound, landing on her belly and bouncing a bit as she faces the batpony. “Honour or no, I hope it will at least be your pleasure.”

“I think it will be both of ours…” A mouth of sharp teeth grins.

“Let’s hope so.” She offers a hoof to help her up.

Night takes it gratefully, pulling herself up and onto the bed. Normally there might be some concern due to the amount of fabric the two were wearing and what they were planning on doing, but she isn’t particularly worried; it was fun after all.

“Now, first thing’s first.” Autumn magically flicks her marefriend’s skirt again. “Your uniform seems to be suffering some covering issues...shall we remedy that?”

Looking back at herself, Night feigns innocence. “Does it not cover enough?”

“On the contrary...I think it covers too much, actually.” The unicorn frowns. “While it fits perfectly for your working environment, it just doesn’t seem to be the proper style for our...alone time.”

“Does your uniform not cover just as much?” Night asks.

Autumn glances back at herself. “Hm...perhaps you’re right...I guess we both need to take care of similar problems.” She looks back to the batpony. “What do you suggest?”

A bit of the real Night slips through for a moment. “Get naked? Ahem, with umm… with each other’s help, of course.”

The unicorn blushes, putting a hoof over her mouth in mock surprise. “Why, I never expected such bluntness out of you!” Behind her hoof, she tries to hold back a smile.

Matching the blush, the thestral hides her face in the sheets. “Forgive me, miss. I don’t know what came over me.”

“Well...” Autumn reaches a hoof under the sheets, stroking her marefriend’s cheek. “Let’s try that again, shall we? What do you suggest?”

“Umm…” Trying to resist her natural urge to jump her marefriend, Night thinks. “If coverage is the problem… it should be corrected, yes?”

“That sounds about right.” Autumn looks over the thestral, then smiles. “How about we decide on what should be removed together?”

“Oh? And here I thought miss had some sort of pair of naughty dice she was going to break out.” Real Night refuses to be completely silenced.

Autumn sticks her tongue out. “Sorry to disappoint you, then. But this is much simpler.”

“Okay then,” she nuzzles the unicorn, “would miss like to go first?”

“Of course.” Autumn nuzzles back before glancing over her. “Hmph. For one thing, that skirt is far too long for my liking.”

Looking back, Night blinks. “But… the skirt is part of the dress…”

“Then the whole thing will have to go, won’t it?” The unicorn giggles. “Unless you can find a way to keep the skirt hiked up?”

“Well…” Smirking, the thestral stands up and with a bit of dexterity, unties the bottom string of her apron, folds her skirt up, then ties it down with the apron string. “Does this please you, miss?” Her pure white cotton panties are on full display.

Autumn grins. “It most certainly does. Thank you.” She giggles, enjoying the sight.

“Perhaps you would agree fair is fair?” Night motions down to Autumn’s own skirt, give her flanks a little shake if convincing is needed.

The unicorn blushes, but nods, still giggling. “Perhaps I would...care to do the honours?” She lies down and turns so her side is facing the thestral, but she can still look her in the eye.

Licking her lips, the thestral leans down, nipping and pulling the waistband of the skirt so it detaches from itself. Reduced to a single piece of fabric loosely wrapped around her marefriend, she wastes no time nosing it off her so that Autumn is merely laying on the skirt. The unicorn is left in a pair of light pink panties with white frills along the edges and an attention-grabbing pattern of small, multicoloured dots.

“Mm...better?” Autumn asks, still blushing but retaining a grin.

Night can only nod as her eyes remain locked onto the small piece of fabric. She licks her lips again, teeth bared as she slowly leans down towards it.

The unicorn scoots a couple inches away. “Hey now, you had your turn. Play by the rules.” Her voice takes on a scolding tone, but her expression betrays it.

A small whine comes from the thestral as she eyes her prize, even getting into a pouncing position, only to sigh and flop onto her side. “So… tempting…”

Autumn giggles, leaning down and nuzzling her. “Calm down, you. Soon.” She nudges her. “For now, it’s my turn, and I say off with the dress.”

“Do you want to strip me yourself?” Night asks, her tone teasing.

“Well, if you can talk me through it...I’m not sure how to work that thing.” She blushes a bit.

“Well, getting everything on takes a bit, but getting it off…” She leans her head down. “Just pull it over my head to leave me almost fully exposed.”

Autumn grins, leaning in. “That sounds delightful.” Taking the collar in her teeth, she carefully begins to pull it up and off, taking it slow and steady to relish the moment.

Night tries to stay still as she feels the dress slide off her. Despite this, she trembles from the mounting tension of getting closer to the main event. Autumn, meanwhile, is enjoying every teasing second. Once the dress is off, she drops it to the floor and begins ogling the thestral. The winged-pony blushes, her rump the only thing left covered as she feels strangely exposed after the little game of dress up.

Autumn giggles. “Looking great as always.” She leans in for a nuzzle, using a hoof to massage the batpony’s wing as she does so.

Gasping quietly, Night nuzzles and licks back. “Same to you, sexy…”

The unicorn gets in a quick peck on the cheek before retreating back a couple feet, smirking knowingly. “Now...your turn, I believe?”

Nodding, the thestral lets her eyes linger on the panties, but she decides to play fair. Without a word, she leans forward and starts nipping open each button, working her way down the shirt. Autumn smiles, staying still to let her work. Once the shirt is completely unbuttoned, she slides her forelegs out of the sleeves, leaving herself just as exposed as her marefriend. “Saving the best for last, then?”

“Something like that…” She growls. “I plan to make you scream…”

“Ooh, feisty.” The unicorn smirks, lighting her horn. “Should I get rid of that last little bit of fabric of yours?”

Laying down on her back, Night smirks. “What’s below is all yours.”

Autumn gleefully grabs the panties in her magic and slowly tugs them down the batpony’s legs, her eyes taking in everything as it gets revealed. Dropping the cloth to the floor, she leans in close and gives a teasing little lick before backing up again.

Night lets out a moan and squirms, her hooves covering herself, but not too well. Panting ever so slightly, she narrows her eyes. “You know I’m going to get you for that.”

“I’m hoping you do.” Autumn flops down onto her back, but sits up just enough to keep looking at her. “Your turn~”

“Hmm…” Positioning herself just below her marefriend, the thestral grins as she leans up, tugging down the taunting fabric with her teeth. She makes sure to let her muzzle rub over it all the way down.

The unicorn moans a bit, one of her back legs twitching. She watches, eyes glazed over, as her final piece of clothing is removed, sans the bows in her hair. Her prize revealed, Night moves back up and sniffs the petals before sticking out her tongue and giving them and long hard lick. This elicits another moan, Autumn squirming a bit underneath. Already wound up, the thestral practically pounces, locking her lips around Autumn’s lower ones and wiggling her tongue inside, lapping up the taste.

“N-Night...” Her speech barely coherently, Autumn can only kick her back legs as if wanting to get her off, despite her desires being the exact opposite.

Lifting her head out slightly, Night flicks her tongue across the blue teats above her. “I told you I’d get you…”

“And y-you did...” One more moan, and already release begins to squirt out of her lower regions.

Trying to make it last, the thestral moves back down, pressing her muzzle so it presses her nub down as she begins to make out with her lips again. Her forelegs press her marefriend’s hind ones to the bed, keeping them spread and still. This only speeds up the release, Autumn going from moans to heavy breathing within a short timeframe. Realizing her miscalculation, Night slows her movement slightly, knowing she would be sensitive.

Soon, Autumn sits up, grabs the thestral, and drags her over into a cuddling position, snuggling in close. “Mmm...”

Slightly bitter since she herself is still heated, Night nonetheless embraces her marefriend with a sigh. Not unaware of this herself, Autumn only rests for a moment before her hoof starts traveling downward.

She flashes a grin. “Your turn now...”