Just a Regular Old Night...

"Uh... Twi?" Spike asked. Twilight's face was beet red, and Rarity hid her face. "What..."

"Y-you see...W-we can explain..."

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"I don't get it. Why did you have so much trouble explaining that to me? You know I know about s--reproduction."

"I don't think you need to know about different kinds until you get older, though."

"Or until I discover them myself!"

"I-" Twilight stopped. She knew she'd rather tell him than have to figure it out by more awkward or inappropriate circumstances. "So, how was Fluttershy?"

"She was awfully concerned about Peewee."

"Yeah? How were her animals?"

"Look, Twilight," Spike began, "why is this so awkward for you?"

"Because...because wouldn't you feel awfully awkward if you had to explain why you were just seen in the afterglow of sex after having horn intercourse with you little brother's crush?!" Twilight blurted. She covered her mouth with her hooves and avoided Spike's gaze.

"Yeah."