The next morning when Dinky awoke in Derpy’s arms she woke her with a kiss. Not one filled with need and longing, but one filled with her happiness and love. A gentle kiss that spoke volumes, and when it was returned filled her with joy. Breaking away she looked at her mother and smiled, “I love you Bright Eyes.”

“I love you to Love Muffin.”

“I’m glad you’re the first thing I see every morning, you’re like a thousand Favorites rolled into one.”

“Awwww! Well you’re like all the muffins in the world wrapped into one.”

Dinky blushed at that and playfully swatted at her mother, “no fair that’s cheating.”

“It’s not cheating if it’s true, you adorable ball of fluff you,” Derpy replied before giving her daughter a gentle kiss, “but we should probably get out of bed, or we’ll never leave.”

“But is that really a bad thing? I can’t think of anything better than laying here in your arms,” Dinky commented.

“You know just the right things to say love, but yes it’d be bad. You need an education so you can have a good job, and I need to work so we can go on more better dates.”

“Well when you put it like that, I guess,” Dinky mumbled as she gave her mother a peck on the cheek and scooted out of the bed.

“So Twilight says that we’re going to have a group date, how awesome is that!” Sweetie Belle whispered to Dinky during recess.

“I know, best pony, best princess, and best friend all together for dinner, it’s going to be so romantic,” Dinky replied blushing and eliciting a d’aww from her friend.

“We’re still best friends? Even though we don’t get together all that much?” Sweetie asked.

“Yuhuh! We’ve known each other since we were in diapers. I’ll admit when you started to hangout with Scootaloo a few years back more than me, then you formed the crusaders and I wasn’t invited even though I don’t have a cutie mark either I was sad. Since we didn’t hang out that much, but you’re still my best friend. And now that we both have older fillyfriends and they’re friends we can hang out more. Although I’m probably be spending lots of time with my fillyfriend, and working on helping her out. Spending time together with you would be awesome.”

“I agree. So how far have you two gotten so far?”

“We kissed, and it felt amazing, especially with her wings massaging my flanks. I swear my fillybits were about to explode!” Dinky whispered conspiratorially.

“Awwww! I need to get Twilight to massage my flanks now. So far we almost kissed, but we’re to nervous to really go that far yet,” Sweetie sighed.

“Don’t worry when you two do feel it’s right to kiss it’ll be the best feeling ever. I think me and Bright Eyes have been going as fast as we have is because we live with each other and have known each other all of our lives. So it’s natural that we already know that we love-love each other. Don’t feel bad about not kissing yet. I’m sure when you do you’ll never want to stop. I sure don’t.”

“So do you two sleep with each other? Since you’re in the same house.”

“Yep! It feels so good waking up next to your true love.”

“I’m a little jealous, but I’m happy that we’re in the same boat. It was torture not being able to tell another pony that I’m with a pony as amazing, and wonderful, and talented, and sexy as Twilight. Now I can, and you can talk about how sexy your mom is.”

As the bell rang for the end of recess they hoof bumped and trotted back inside. Each planning on going to their respective fillyfriends. Dinky, planning on tasting the beauty of her mother’s lips after doing some odd jobs to get more bits for them. While Sweetie Belle was planning on getting the nerve up to get some smooching of her own.

Derpy Doo was the happiest she had been in what felt like lifetimes, and it showed. Her friends and co-workers stopped her in the middle of the street to tell her how much she glowed, and how pretty she was looking. Even though they guessed that the reason for her happiness was a special somepony, they could never guess that the special somepony was her youngest.

Her shift had ended early and she decided that it was time to talk to the pony who was the marefriend of the pony who helped get her and her little muffin together. As she trotted into the library, she soaked up the sights as a small dragon shuffled past her yelling, “Twilight, visitor! I’m going to help Rarity, see ya, bye!”

Twilight swooped down the steps before seeing Derpy, the blush she had was so powerful that it showed through her violet coat. After giving a nervous cough she waved Derpy over, “So well … we haven’t talked much before now have we?”

“Not really, but that’s okay. You’ve been busy, saving the world, destroying the city, fixing the city, then becoming the princess,” Derpy joked hoping to break the ice.

Twilight laughed, “Yeah Ponyville has a way of making a pony crazy. But it’s been great, so let’s talk a bit if you don’t mind?”

Derpy gave a demure chuckle before nodding, “I don’t mind.”

She followed Twilight to the spartan dining room near the kitchen. Which to Derpy made sense with how most of the liveable structures, or government services in Ponyville doubled as homes. Although she thought that a princess would’ve had more extravagant things. Seeing a sense of normalcy put her at ease as Twilight brought out the tea.

Twilight opened and closed her mouth several times while she fished for something to say, and the nervousness brought another giggle from Derpy as she waited. After what felt like minutes of struggling Twilight finally started talking.

“So … why your daughter? Not that I’m judging, I’m just curious.”

“Well I could say why not,” Derpy replied.

“True, I’m sorry for that it was rude to ask,” Twilight hastily said.

“No, no not at all. Princess.”

“Please call me Twilight. I’m just an ordinary pony who got these things thrust upon her.”

“Isn’t that they way it usually is,” Derpy said wistfully, “But as I was saying I could say that, but to be honest. If we’re going to stick together and support one another and our separate relationships. Then you need a good answer.”

“Thank you Derpy. I appreciate it.”

“So anyways, me and my little muffin. Since the time I gave birth to them, nothing has compared to the joy I have had having them. Not my Cutie Mark, not my Special Talent, not all the adventures in the world. And every day with them has been the greatest gift in my life.

“But I wasn’t all that interested in finding a mate. My last two endeavours were a disaster and no pony wants to be with a single mother. But Dinks, that wonderful, amazing filly. She actually saved up over a thousand bits, for over two years, and spent it on gifts, and secret admirer love letters. Just to ask me to be her fillyfriend and show how much she loves me. As in romantic love, not familial love.

“When I gave her a chance, us a chance, at romance. I knew that things could go south, and I could lose her. But … being with her as a mate, and as a mother. It’s been the greatest moments of my life, even greater than being her mother on its own.”

Twilight listened intently to Derpy’s explanation, and gave a nod, “I’ll admit that it threw me threw a loop yesterday when Dinky asked if me and my little Photinus made love. I was taken aback, but I’m glad she did. It’s not fair to ponies that age to hold such a secret, and now they have each other to confide in it’ll be easier on them.”

“I agree, that and its nice that the love we have for our special someponies is bringing them back together as friends.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well when Scootaloo was transferred from the Canterlot Orphanage to here, Sweetie Belle and her became fast friends but Dinky Doo was slowly pushed aside. Then with the crusaders, they rarely ever got together anymore. Now that they have a love of an older mare in common they’ve been getting close together again.”

“That’s interesting, and I’m glad too. Everypony should have friends. So about the date. I was thinking this saturday, at Canterlot. The Princesses want to see my ‘special protege’ ‘, and I thought bring you two along would be nice. As well as super romantic for a group date, what do you think?”

“I think that sounds lovely. Do we need to dress up or anything?”

“Nope, not at all. I know nopony believe this but the Princesses like it when ponies act natural around them and not worry so much. So just be yourselves, oh! Small favor? Itsy bitsy, ginormously huge favor?”

“Okay? I think?”

“Well I want to pretend like we’re dating and that Sweetie Belle and your daughter are dating. This way I can deflect questions about who I’ve been dating. I mean I didn’t mean for anypony to know, but somehow my friends have guessed that I’m dating somepony and they want names. So … will you?”

“Hmmm … honestly ask your lover first, and I’ll ask mine and if they don’t mind then I won’t. But truth be told, if we’re to hold appearances, then technically we would have to play the part, and so would they. But if they don’t mind, then I don’t see why not. Although with the dreams my Dinks has had before we dated of me, her, and another pony having sex with her. I don’t see why she’d say no.”

“That … makes sense. So technically we’d be a herd?”

“Yes, but I don’t know are you attracted to me and Dinky?”

“Um … to be honest, I don’t know. I think so? I mean I trust you with my deepest secret, so I guess if Sweetie Belle is okay with it, and Dinky is okay with it. Forming a herd would be the best thing for us.”

Dinky Doo arrived at the home to see her mother with a sweet smelling dinner of griffonian waffles slathered with apple cinnamon capote waiting for her. Grinning she bucked her hips causing her saddlebags to heavily flop to the floor. As she raced to kiss her fillyfriend whom she had missed all day, only to see her making a giant early dinner.

Derpy’s lips were like the finest chocolate candy ever made, dipped in Pinkie’s patented filly’s surprise, as in it was surprise no filly overdosed on them. Dinky purred happily as she drank in her lover’s scent and taste. Dinky hopped up so she could get a greater reach around Derpy as she sent all the pent up love and longing she had felt throughout the day. Which Derpy was only too eager to return.

When they parted ways, their gazes spoke volumes of their feeling for one another, and the hardship it took to keep those feelings under control. Derpy was the first to recover enough to speak, “I love you so much you sexy little muffin you.”

“I love you to, you …. you … um …. syrupy bowl of sweetness,” Dinky said trying to say something sexy back. It must’ve worked because after a hearty laugh Derpy kissed her just as deeply as when Dinky came home.

“We’ll have to work on your flirting and sex talk, but it takes practice. Not bad though for your first try.”

“Okay,” Dinky replied embarrassedly.

“Don’t worry Love Muffin, you’ll get the hang of it. So let’s eat, and I have some stuff to talk about with you,” Derpy said using her wing to slide over Dinky’s plate.

When Dinky had her plate before her Derpy relayed what Twilight asked of her, and how they could form a herd together. Her, Derpy, Twilight, and Sweetie Belle. Dinky tilted her head and swallowed her food before asking, “So what’s a herd and how would that work?”

“Well you know how you have fantasies of me, you, and other ponies making love together?” When she saw Dinky’s blush she knew her answer and carried on, “Well that’s basically it. A herd is a group of ponies who love one another, stick up for and protect one another, and date everyone in the group. They are all special someponies, although there is usually one pony called an Alpha who leads the herd and is in charge of their safety.

“Secretly it’d allow us all to be together without any pony knowing that we’re dating since ponies would think that me and her are dating and you and Sweetie Belle are dating. While in private you could be with any or all of us. But I want you to be okay with it before I say anything.”

“So basically I can have my wildest fantasies come true, have the best things in my life be my special someponies, and it won’t hurt anyone’s feelings or be bad?”

“Best things?”

“As I told Sweetie Belle earlier, I'm happy because with me, you, Twilight and her together supporting one another I was with Best Pony, Best Princess, and Best Friend. So yes, having the all three as my special someponies would be great. But is that really okay with you?”

“Yes my love, it’s fine with me just as long as it’s fine with you.”

“Okay so it’s settled then! Yay! Mommy you really are the bestest pony in the world.”

With that Derpy grinned and continued their meal in a happy silence.

Twilight sat nervously in the main room to the library when a letter appeared on her desk with her name on it. As she opened it she saw it was a letter from Dinky saying that if Sweetie Belle was on board, then she’d be happy to have Best Pony, Best Princess, and Best Friend as her fillyfriends. And that she approved the herd idea.

Twilight cracked a grin, just as Sweetie Belle came in and trotted up the stairs to the bedroom with a predatory gleam in her eyes, when she saw Twilight she pointed up the stairs and continued on her trek. Wondering what was so important that Sweetie would look at her like Spike would a particularly tasty gem that he wanted. She trotted up behind her.

As she passed the doors threshold she was attacked by an adorable fluffy missile. Sending her tumbling into the hallway, with a rather mischievous Sweetie Belle laying on top of her, seductively slithering up Twilight’s body until she was able to look at her face to face, a coquettish, half-closed stare filled with need glanced into Twilight’s own as Sweetie purred, “Twilight, my sexy scholar you, kiss me!”

With that Sweetie grabbed Twilight’s face with her forehooves and magic, bringing her closer to her as her eyes closed. It can’t be said that it was the best kiss ever done. Between their lack of experience, and being each others first romantic partners, it could easily be called the sloppiest. But the honest affections they had for each other and the love behind it made it feel amazing for them. Each sloppy fumble of Twilight’s lips, or Sweetie using her tongue to lick and pull in Twilight’s lip to suck on. Filled them with ecstasy, and when they eventually parted, Twilight was grinning from ear to ear.

“We definitely need to practice that my gorgeous Photinus,” Twilight panted

“Yeah, we do my pretty blue stocking,” Sweetie Belle replied before alternating between nuzzling and kissing Twilight’s neck. Getting that sexy, sighing moan, she loved getting out of her fillyfriend.

“Well, there’s something I want to talk to you about, and then we can practice kissing for as long as you like if you want too.”

Author's Note

Photinus is part of the Scientific name for Firefly. More accurately the firefly that gives off a yellow-green light, since Sweetie's magic aura is yellow-green I thought it would be a nerdy, scientifically accurate nickname for Twilight to give her without being to wordy.

Blue stocking is the word for an intellectual or literary woman. Twilight is both, and is one of Sweetie's ways of showing that not only is she reading more things to be smart like her. But is attracted to her mind as well as her body. As well as it's who Twilight is that attracts her, not that she was once part of the aristocracy [looks at Rares], or is a Princess, or Celestia's Protege'. But because Twilight's Twilight. Neurotic breakdowns and all.

I liked writing this fic, when I write a story. I write what I see, and usually I have an idea of what to write, a strong beginning, middle, and a few ends. But when I write, I'm following the story as it comes to my imagination. I did not see Twilight asking Derps to form a herd coming. Just like I didn't see Dinky's candy filled, polygamist filled sex dreams. But it's looking like it's going to be a blast.

Also we're coming up on Cutie Mark chapters. Both are sweet, and awwwdorable. As well as the chapters that are well, more or less cloppy. But I don't want to rush into the clop.