It had been three days since the little colt, Button Mash, had a sexy night with his mother. Today, Button sat on the edge of his bed, mashing on his Joyboy with intense gaming fury. His bedroom was littered with leftover snacks and assorted game cartridges. Suddenly the sounds paused on his game, and the colt bolted from his seat. “Shit! Sweetie's coming today, and I totally forgot!”

Button Mash began to clean his room hurriedly. He stopped, only to check the time on the alarm clock next to the TV, and found that he's got five minutes until the appointed time. “Oh no, Mom's going to kill me!” And with that last shout, he stuffed all his games and empty food packages into the closet as quickly as possible. Finally, with a sigh of relief into the somewhat less-cluttered room, he trotted downstairs, and a well-timed sound of a doorbell rang inside. “Hold on, Sweetie bell~! I'm coming!” said Button, stepping up his pace toward the front door.

Button turned the knob with his teeth, and pulled it open the same way. There stood his marefriend, who he had been keeping a secret from his mom. “Um... Can I come in...?” the unicorn filly asked, as Button had spaced out for a moment.

“Oh! Of course, come in!” He said, shakily. He still had a bit of nervousness, as they had only been together for a couple of weeks now, and that this was his first marefriend. “Mommy made some cookies! I saved some for you!” the colt said happily, heading to the direction of his room.

Sweetie Belle chuckled slightly. “You're such a momma's colt, I'm kind of worried if you'll ever grow up.” She teased, following him close behind.

Button's face reddened at her teasing words. “Uh... Oh, just shut up! I just... love her is all...” He desperately tried not to show his blushing face. They finally reached the blue door to his room, and Button Mash gently pushes it open to reveal the familiar beige walls and simple interior.

“Don't get mad, I was only kidding.” Said Sweetie, follow the chocolate-brown colt into his room. “She is a good mom, after all. Mine's never around...” The little filly gave of disdain, following her statement.

“Sweetie, cheer up! Here's some cookies!” Said Button, who suddenly jumped over to her with a small platter. “They're REALLY good!” the colt said to her. Sweetie grabbed one of the delicious looking cookies off the plate and moaned with joy as she bit into it. “Mmm, Theef arf Tafty (These are tasty)! She said with a mouth full of soft cookie. Button Mash smiled with delight at her returned gesture.

“Hah! Told ya'!” He said hopping over to his TV. “Hey, you wanna' play Daring Do: Quest for the Lost Tribe?

“Totally!” she said, trotting over to the edge of the bed across from the television. Button, who finally finished tinkered with the game system, grabbed one controller and sat next to Sweetie.

“Here, you play. I want to watch you play this time.” He said, handing over the controller.

Sweetie replied with a wide-eyed stare. “Seriously?! That's unexpected. You never want to watch me play by myself.”

Button only chuckled modestly and scratched his head. “Hehe... I guess I'm just trying something different today.”

“Suit yourself.” She said, zoning into the flashing screen. Button wasn't even focused on the game. Up until now, he never saw Sweetie as a mare, and he knew she was quite mature for her age. Never had he really paid attention to the folds of her marehood that were so well-defined. “You said you wanted to watch, why aren't you looking?” she said, snapping him back to reality. “What's wrong, you seem out of it today.” Sweetie said with genuine concern.

“Oh... Uh... I've just been thinking about mom.” He said, quickly averting his gaze to the tan carpet below.

“Ugh, seriously? You see her all the time, why are you worried? Sheesh.” She said impatiently.

“I didn't mean it like that...” Button replied. “I was just thinking how you....” He continued, voice trailing off.

Sweetie paused her game and looked at him with a tilted head. “I didn't catch that, what did you say?”

Button blushed quite hard, and stuttered as he tried to squeeze out his words. “Y-you look really attractive l-like mom.” Sweetie blushed just as hard, trying to find words to say back.

“Hold on... You... f-find your mom attractive?!” She shouted with astonishment.

Button cocked his head, not sure of what to make of her reply. “Yeah, is that weird?” he said rather calmly.

“Of course it's strange! Family members shouldn't--...” Sweetie said, awkwardly pausing at her words.

“Huh? What were you saying?” The innocent colt asked a bit worriedly.

“It's... nothing. I'm going to go home, okay?” Said the hesitant filly, and she hopped onto hooves toward toward the door. “I'm sorry...” And after muttering that off, she ran out the door to his room, back to the Carousel Boutique.

The chocolate-brown colt sat down to cry. Was this her way of saying she didn't want to be with him? He couldn't help but cry about this strange reaction from her. “Great... She hates me now! She was the only filly who ever took me seriously!” he said, throwing the controller against the wall angrily. Soon, the anguished face turned teary again... and he could help sobbing to himself.

Downstairs, at the same time:

“I'm sorry, Button... I hope you don't cry... I just don't know how to face you about this.” sighed Sweetie Belle to herself, as she descended the flight of stairs toward the door. Suddenly, as she was about to open the door herself, Button's mom stands in the doorway, still wearing her visor from work.

“Well, this is a pleasant surprise! I didn't know Button Mash had any friends who came over to visit him. Why didn't you two tell me?” said the motherly mare with a smile.

“Oh... Hi, Mrs. Mash... I, uh...” the unicorn filly stuttered, unable to find a way out of this situation.

“No need to so formal Sweetie, just call me Elaina.” she reassured Sweetie. “Are you already leaving? I was hoping you would tell how you became friends.” she inquired with a small, cute frown.

“Umm... I'vegottagosomewhere!” Sweetie shouts, running past her, leaving the mare dumb-founded. The filly ran away desperately to her favorite spot, a tree stump in the middle of a field of flowers. “Ugh... Why does she have to be so nice...” she muttered tearfully, before laying down to cry.

Back at Button Mash's house:

“Hey! My sweet Buttons! Where are you~?” She shouted up the stairs in an upbeat tone. “I want to talk to you about your friend Sweetie!” she shouted further.

A muffled voice of Button Mash, echoed beyond his door. “I don't wanna!” He hollered back with an audible sniffle. The worried mare trotted up the stairs to his room, and found him with red eyes full of tears.

“Oh Button-Dear!” She said, running over to hug his son who had been sprawled on the floor. She held him tightly, her hooves comfortingly rubbing his back and mane. “What happened?” She muttered quietly into Button's right ear.

“Momma... I told her about what we were doing together... *Sniff and... she ran away...” he said, crying into her shoulder. “I'm sorry...”

Elaina giggles, then addresses him softly. “Honey, didn't I tell you to keep that a secret? You should have listened. Other ponies look down upon that sort of thing, you know.” She then gives her trademark smile that soothes anyone she shows it to. “It's okay. Don't worry about it, dear. As long as you are happy and safe.”

“But it's not okay!” he shouts rebelliously and hops into his bed, hiding himself beneath the soft, forest-green covers. “Sweetie Belle is my only friend... and she's gone now...”

The mare put a hoof under her chin, trying to come up with a way to solve this little quarrel. She stood there a couple minutes staring concernedly at where Button Mash lay, and finally gets an epiphany. “I know how we can make you two friends again!” Elaina says brightly.

Suddenly, the covers flip, and lil' Button stares at her with a glowing smile. “Really? You can?!” He says full of energy again.

“Yes. In fact, by the time we're done, you'll be more than friends.” The mare says seductively with a devious smile.

Author's Note

In case you're thinking... "Elaina? WTF is that?" Well, that's the name Jananimations gave her, but it wasn't popular. I'm using it because Button's Mom isn't exactly a name I like to use every friggin' paragraph. (*cough cough* I thought it was Elena at first)

Anyway, I'm sorry for no sex in this one. As a consolation, Button's Mom is working at Subway, so you can imagine her deep-throating an Spicy Italian sub. Thanks for reading!