Diamond Tiara of The Royal Guard

"Truth or dare," Scootaloo announced as they watched the bottle spin in front of them. The others all turned to look at her. That was not the answer they were expecting.

"So, what's the bottle for?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"To make it a little more interesting." Scootaloo reached out and tapped the bottle in question. "One of us spins the bottle, whoever it lands on picks truth or dare. The pony that spun it either asks the question or dares the victim. Then that pony gets to spin for the next."

They all looked at the bottle, which was currently pointing at Sweetie Belle.

"So," Scootaloo said with a grin, "truth, or dare?"

"Dare?"

"Blow on Spike's belly."

"What?" Spike called out, perking up at the mention of his name. Before he could respond further, Sweetie Belle had dropped and turned. Taking a deep breath, she pressed her mouth against the soft scaled stomach and blew on it audibly.

Spike squealed out in surprise as his girlfriend blew on his stomach, kicking and squirming. Once she stopped, he collapsed, panting slightly and still giggling.

While Spike recovered from a vicious attack to his soft underside, Sweetie Belle used her magic to take a hold of the bottle and give it a hard spin.

They all watched as the bottle made revolution after revolution, the magic quickly fading so none could accuse Sweetie Belle of using her power to manipulate the result of who the bottle pointed to.

It pointed at Babs Seed.

"Dare," Babs said before she could even be asked.

"Spank Scootaloo," Sweetie Belle told her. "Twenty-five times, and hard enough to leave her cheeks pink."

"Wait," Scootaloo called out. "If it's her dare, how come I'm the one getting spanked?"

"You had me raspberry Spike on my dare," Sweetie Belle replied. "Seems fair to me."

"She's got you, Scoots," Babs said with a grin. "Might as well just assume the position and just accept your fate."

Scootaloo let out a huff and scowled. Ears pinned back, she turned around, lowered her front half, and presented her upturned rump to Babs Seed for all the others to see.

Babs lifted up a hoof and brought it down on the rump with an audible crack.

"OW!" Scootaloo yelped out. "Not so hard!"

"She said to make your cheeks pink," Babs replied.

"Yeah, but I want to be able to sit again some day."

Babs Seed nodded, but said nothing. She raised her hoof, and brought it down onto Scootaloo's presented posterior once more. The strike was still audible, but more of a smack of firm flesh than a crack of thunder. This was immediately followed by another, and another, each in a slightly different spot to cover the entirety of the rump until all twenty-five had been delivered.

When it was finished, Scootaloo groaned and collapsed, her stomach resting against the ground.

"My butt stings now," she grumbled, lying down with her ears back.

Babs Seed moved forward and gave one of the cheeks a gentle kiss.

"If it's makes you feel any better, my hoof is now sore."

Scootaloo could not stop herself from smirking at that.

Babs placed one hoof on Scootaloo's back, just above the tender area, and rubbed gently. With the other, she gave the bottle a spin.

When it stopped, it was pointing at Sweetie Belle again.

Babs raised an eyebrow.

"Well?" she asked. "Truth, or dare?"

After already taking a dare -- and not wanting to risk Babs trying to get her back for the spanking -- Sweetie Belle chose "truth."

"What does Spike's stuff taste like?"

Spike and Sweetie Belle both turned a bright pink at the question.

"Why... why would you even want to know that?" Sweetie Belle managed to ask.

"Because it embarrasses you," Babs replied with a grin, getting a snicker from Scootaloo. "And I'm kind of curious if it's different from a stallion's."

Sweetie Belle rubbed that back of her head, thinking, before giving a shrug.

"I don't know how it is compared to other males since I've never been with any." She looked at Spike from the corner of her eye. "As for taste, it doesn't really have one I can tell. Between how warm it is and the traces of magic, it makes my mouth all tingly."

The others stared, their gazes shifting between Spike -- who was hunching down and blushing ferociously -- and Sweetie Belle. Ignoring the stares, Sweetie Belle gave the bottle another spin. Then she gave it another after it landed on her again.

"Truth or dare, Bloom?"

"Dare, I guess."

"Try... to deep throat your bottle," Sweetie Belle decided.

Apple Bloom looked at her friend, then at the bottle she had just finished.

"I don't know if I can." She held it up. "I mean, it's pretty thick."

The others all snickered.

"I'm being serious," Apple Bloom snapped. "I mean, what if I choke on it?"

The others all laughed harder.

"Just try," Sweetie Belle said, still giggling. "If there's any trouble, the rest of us our here to make sure you're okay."

Apple Bloom sighed and rolled her eyes, shaking her head. Bringing the bottle to her mouth, she closed her eyes and part her lips. Slowly, she pushed the bottle into her mouth, feeling the glass against her teeth and tongue. The tip did not even managed to reach the back of her throat before it became too thick to fit her mouth around. If she could open her mouth just a little wider, she could get past the thickest part. She tried to open her jaw wider until it started to hurt.

With a cough, Apple Bloom pulled the bottle from her mouth. The glass was wet and extra shiny from the mare's saliva. Setting it down, she reached for the one in the middle and gave it a spin.

After several revolutions, the bottle slowed down before finally stopping as it pointed at Scootaloo.

"Dare!" Scootaloo shouted, wings flaring as she smirked. "You know I never back down from a challenge."

"Oh, calm down," Apple Bloom said. "I'm not going to give you anything that difficult. I'm just going to dare you to blow a raspberry... on Babs's... butt!"

Scootaloo took a deep breath, stuck her snout between Babs's cheeks and blew.

Whatever sound would have been made by the blowing was lost in the sound of Babs squealing out. She blushed so hard, that nearly her entire face was as red as her mane.

When it stopped, she turned and glared at Scootaloo.

"You could have just blown on one of the cheeks!" Babs yelled.

"Yeah," Scootaloo replied with a grin. "I could have," she moved and nuzzled Babs, "but neither of us would have enjoyed it as much."

Babs scowled, but wrapped a foreleg around Scootaloo and hugged her.

"Just spin the stupid bottle," she said loudly before whispering in Scootaloo's ear, "and just you wait until I get you alone."

Scootaloo gave the bottle a spin, watching to see who it land on. Her smile almost turned sadistic when it stopped on Diamond Tiara.

"So what'll it be?" Scootaloo asked, rubbing her hooves together. "Truth? Or....dare?"

Diamond Tiara looked at Scootaloo and considered it. Truth would be safe, right? Scootaloo might ask something embarrassing or awkward, but that was what most had been. What about a dare? Diamond Tiara wanted to show the others who tough and brave she could be, but would Scootaloo actually give her a dare that could be dangerous? Not intentionally, but the pegasus was a daredevil. Probably had something in mind that -- if failed -- would be humiliating and would probably leave Tiara sore and aching for a while.

"Truth," she decided.

"Okay," Scootaloo said. "Why did you always pick on us so much?"

That was no surprise. The problem was how to answer. It had been years ago and just something that she had done. How could she possibly know the reasoning behind it. It was just foolish foal things, right?

Diamond Tiara looked at her bottle of ale, which was empty. She sighed and put it aside.

"Pass me another one," she called out.

Once she had it opened and in hoof, she took a long drink.

"You really want to know?" she asked. It surprised her, because it seemed like her mouth was talking without her telling it what to say.

Scootaloo, Apple Bloom, and Sweetie Belle nodded.

"Fine," Diamond Tiara huffed. "Let's go back to the previous game for a moment then. Never have I ever had a sibling I could talk to or bond with."

The other five stared at her.

"Well?" she yelled, slamming a hoof down. "What are you waiting for? Shouldn't all of you be taking a drink? The great and amazing Applejack, proper and perfect Rarity. Even you!"

She pointed a hoof at Scootaloo, who jumped slightly in surprise.

"I still remember how excited you were, bragging to everypony about how the 'great and most awesome' Rainbow Dash all but adopted you as her little sister."

Diamond Tiara was shocked at herself. Where was all this coming from? Was this really the reason? Her eyes felt like they were burning.

"But," Scootaloo spoke up, "that happened after you started picking on us."

"Yeah," Diamond Tiara growled, "but it was also after you stood up for her."

She turned to glare at Apple Bloom.

"Me?" Apple Bloom asked, eyes wide in shock.

"Yes, you. Because out of all of you -- " she waved a hoof at the group "-- you --" she pointed at Bloom "-- had it best."

She took a deep swig of her ale. Her mind was reeling and everything was turning blurry.

"Yes, your parents died," Diamond Tiara continued, "and it's sad. I get that. But look at all you bucking got for Celestia's sake. Not only do you have the great sister that would do anything for you and will always be there when you need her. You also got this great brother who would do the same thing, and you had a wonderful, affectionate grandmother who..."

Diamond Tiara sighed and wiped the tears from her cheeks. She took another drink.

"And that doesn't even get into the extended family. The bucking, Discord damned extended family that actually get together and spend time with each other for your famous reunions. From all over Equestria no less. For buck's sake, Babs and her family live all the way up in Manehattan, and she managed to come visit before moving here. If you or she went anywhere in Equestria, you would probably find some member or other that would take you in and make you feel at home just because you were a bucking Apple."

She threw the bottle, causing it to smash against the wall. Tears streamed down her face and dripped from her chin.

"So there! That's why. I hated you -- Hated! You! -- because you had the one thing I could never get, the one thing I wanted most but was never allowed to have: a real, honest to Celestia, loving family."

Diamond Tiara dropped her head, letting her mane cover her face. Her body rose and fell as she gasped for air, trying to breathe. Her eyes burned as tears escaped from them, running down her face in streams before dripping off to the floor below.

She could not believe that she had said all that. More surprising, she had meant it. She had never really thought about why she picked on Apple Bloom and her friends so much before. Now she realized that it was true.

"I don't have that," she mumbled. "No brothers or sisters, no cousins, no aunts or uncles, not even grandparents. When it comes to family, I have nothing."

"What..." Sweetie Belle started. "What about your mom?"

Diamond Tiara let out a huff that almost sounded to the others like an angry "Ha!"

"My 'mom' went off to Manehattan to pursue..."

She rubbed her forehead, trying to remember.

"I don't know. Some dream career or other. At first, she wrote regularly and I was supposed to go spend the summer with her. But, somehow, something always came up on her end, so I never got to go visit. The letters came less and less often, until it was only on my birthday. Then... even that stopped."

She wished she had kept her ale now. She really wanted to take a drink. Well, she had come this far. She figured she may as well go the rest of the way.

"And since I'm sure you're all wondering even if none of you are willing to ask, yes I had my dad and he loved me. I loved him too. I still do, even after today. He tried, I know he did. But trying to run a business and raise a daughter alone? Doesn't work out well. Sometimes it seemed like the only time I saw him was when I could get him to do something with me that was business related, like family day at the school."

Diamond Tiara found that she had calmed down. She was still upset -- and shocked by her own revelation -- but the tears had stopped. Thinking about it, maybe calmed down was not the right term in this case. It was more like she was exhausted after having drained all of the negative emotions away. Like they had all been cried and shouted out, and she was empty.

It was then she noticed how quiet it was. Looking up, she found that all the others were staring at her. It suddenly made her feel incredibly uncomfortable.

"Why's everypony look so serious?" she asked, wiping at her face one more time. "This is supposed to be a party, right? We should be having fun. Hey, it's even my turn."

She reached out and grabbed the empty bottle, feeling a shot of guilt when she watched the others all duck down like they were afraid of something hitting them. She gave the bottle a spin, watching it until it stopped and pointed at Spike.

"So, what'll it be, scaly?"

"Dare, I guess," Spike replied, looking toward Sweetie Belle.

"Okay." Diamond Tiara considered a moment. "Use your bottle to show off your eating out skills."

Spike tilted his head, looking at Diamond Tiara curiously.

"How am I supposed to do that?"

"First, drink the rest of it."

Spike nodded and did as he was told. Bringing the bottle to his mouth, he tilted his head back and downed the rest of the juice.

"Good." Diamond Tiara grinned. "Now, stick your tongue in as deep as you can and try to get those last few drops on the bottom."

Giving a nod, Spike pushed his tongue out. The long, serpent length slid through the opening easily as the forked tip reached the bottom. Poking at the droplets clinging to the edge where side and bottom met, he pulled them onto his tongue before pulling back.

Diamond Tiara grinned and turned to Sweetie Belle.

"Lucky mare."

"Yeah," Sweetie Belle agreed as she turned away, her cheeks turning a bright pink.

Spike spun the bottle, having it land on Apple Bloom.

"I'll take a dare," Apple Bloom announced, grinning.

"Okay," Spike said. "Then I dare you to make out with Diamond Tiara for a full minute."

Both Apple Bloom's and Diamond Tiara's eyes went wide as they turned to look at each other. After taking a deep breath, Apple Bloom got up and started walking toward Diamond Tiara.

Diamond Tiara shifted her hooves as she watched Apple Bloom approach. Was this a good idea? Tiara had just said that she had hated Bloom for having a big family. Now they were supposed to make out for a full minute? Was Spike insane? Why were there no objections from any of the others?

Diamond Tiara's breath caught in her throat as she looked into Apple Bloom's big, golden eyes. The moment (it was just a second or two, but felt like longer) passed as they both closed their eyes, moved closer, and pressed their lips to each other.

As their lips met, Diamond Tiara got a strong whiff of Apple Bloom's scent.

Oh, dear Celestia, she thought. She smells like apples and fresh cut wood. I want more of it.

Shifting, she reached out with her front hooves and grabbed Apple Bloom, pulling her closer. Tiara felt the other mare tense as their bodies pressed against each other, and relax again a moment later as their lips continued to press against each other. Holding on tightly, she rubbed a hoof along Bloom's back, feeling the soft coat and toned muscle. Her tongue pushed forward, slipping past her lips and tracing along the other pair. Diamond Tiara was pleasantly surprised when Apple Bloom opened them, letting her taste and explore her mouth.

Everything felt, warm, inviting, and... loving.

It felt wonderful.

It was the best kiss she had ever had, and she did not want it to end.

"Hey," Spike called out as he poked at them. "I said 'time's up.'"

Diamond Tiara and Apple Bloom stopped, pulling their mouths apart, but still holding each other (when did she put her forelegs around me?). They stared at each other, breathing heavily as their faces flushed pink.

"Ugh," Scootaloo groaned. "Get a room you two."

"I have one," Apple Bloom blurted out, looking down at Diamond Tiara's chest. "Do... do you want to..."

Diamond Tiara's eyes went wide as her mind reeled. A pony that she had picked on, that she had been jealous of and mean to, was asking to sleep with her. This was insane. This was outrageous.

And yet...

"Yes."