Like A Virgin

By Ebony Stallion

Prologue: It’s Not A Secret To Everypony

Today was a very important day.

Sure, it may seem like a typical Friday night to many, and it probably is.

However, today marks the anniversary of the birth of a very important pony.

Although, to be frank, Anthea was not entirely sure as to when she was born. The only indication she ever got was that she was born in the springtime, and that was that. It wasn’t till her adoption by the forever kind pegasus Fluttershy that she even thought about it.

And from that point forward, May 25th became the day on which she was born twenty one years ago.

Anthea had been looking towards this day quite fondly all year. Not because she would now be of legal age to purchase liquor (though either way, she considered that a plus), but because tonight, all of her mare friends would be coming over for a girls’ night in for the first time in years.

Back then, she and all her friends were a close knit group, willing to spend almost every waking moment in each others’ company, having a Tartarus of a time…but as years passes, everypony began to go their separate ways and follow their dreams. Sure, she still kept in touch with all of them every now and then, but it wasn’t the same as to when they would partake in activities together, whether it be a day down at the lake, or hunting down a mischief-making, dark magic-wielding, and very theatrical (and handsome) trickster.

Anthea gave a smirk as her horn lit up, setting a tablecloth over the center table of the room. She just can’t help but smile every time she thinks back to that incident six years ago. It was certainly a story to tell your grandkids or a bunch of ponies who likes reading fanfiction for a living.

She was alone at her cozy little cottage that she bought with her recently-made husband, Turquoise Blitz, the younger son of Rarity and Spike, setting up decorations and spreading out all the refreshments and snacks for the party. Turquoise volunteered to stay behind and help, but Anthea knew better. She loved him to death and everything, but he always wanted to be in her company at all times

Whether it was of concern for her well-being, given that she was nearly-blind (being barely able to see thanks to her magic) or for some irrational fear that she would leave him, she did not know. All that mattered was that she wanted this to be a night for only her and the girls and it took her up to an hour to finally get the kirin out the door and send him off to hang out with the guys.

After making sure the tablecloth was on straight, Anthea did a mental checklist.

“Okay, let’s see…” Anthea pondered, “Decorations…check. Refreshments…check. Husband gone…double check…geez, I am sounding more like Princess Twilight everyday.” She chuckled, “Now all I need now are the…”

A couple of knocks on her door cut off her train of thought.

“Oh, good, right on time!” Anthea thought giddily.

The lilac unicorn mare made her way over to the front door and with a simple flick of the horn, she opened the door and with a smile as big as Luna’s moon, she greeted, “Welcome to the party!”

“Happy birthday, Annie!” A light blue Earth Pony mare with a pink-puffy mane was the first to respond, giving a bear hug to the unicorn.

She is Cotton Candy, the eldest daughter of Pinkie Pie and Pokey Pierce. Over the years, she had become a well-acclaimed event organizer, earning praises from all over Equestria. Her line of work usually requires her to travel often, and far from Ponyville.

“Many happy returns, dear.” A tall light pink mare with two pair of horns growing from her head and claws for hooves with a lavender mane spoke elegantly.

This is Crystal Clarity (or Claire for short), the daughter and older child of Spike and Rarity, and sister to her husband, Turquoise. She ran a jewelry business called Hearthfire Jewelries in Canterlot, and was usually too busy to come down to Ponyville. It didn’t help that she was currently dating Illusion, the son of Princess Celestia and the reformed spirit of chaos, Discord.

“Yeah, happy birthday, Ann.” A yellow-orange…ish pegasus mare, much shorter than the three mares around her, smirked.

Her name is Starburst, the firstborn daughter of Princess Twilight Sparkle and her husband Flash Sentry. Over the years, she had worked towards and eventually achieved her dreams of joining the Royal Guard in Canterlot, and had been stationed there ever since, trying for the position of Royal Guard Captain.

“I’m so glad that you girls could make it!” Anthea smiled.

“We wouldn’t miss this for the world.” Cotton chuckled as she and the other two made their way in, with presents on their back, or in Claire’s case, being levitated aside her, “I hadn’t seen you in like, forever!”

“Cotton, dear, didn’t she come over to your house and gave you the invitation two weeks ago?” Claire asked, setting her present down on a table.

“Well, yeah, but it might as well be forever.” Cotton shrugged.

“Cotton’s right, Claire, we really hadn’t seen each other in a while.” Starburst explained, “I mean, you and I both live in Canterlot and only a few times had we ever spoke to each other.”

“That’s going to change, though.” Anthea stated promptly, “How about you girls get settled down and enjoy the refreshments, while I wait for the other guests.”

“Other guests? Who else did you invited?” Starburst asked.

As if something was waiting for that question to be asked, two more mares soon came up to the door, both of them carrying gifts for the party.

“Hey, did I miss the party?” A purple pegasus with a light blue mane chuckled.

“Ah hope not. Ah haven’t really been to one for years.” Said an Earth Pony mare, also purple, with a pinkish-red mane with light pink stripes and a red bandana wrapped around it.

The pegasus is Whirlwind, the only daughter of Thunderlane and Cloud Chaser. She used to be one of Ponyville’s weather ponies, but was eventually accepted into the Wonderbolts Academy, where she was offered a position in a new team devised by Prism Bolt, the son of Rainbow Dash and Soarin, called the Storm Wardens. Whirlwind also went on to marry Prism, and they were happy as can be.

The Earth Pony mare, on the other hand, was Red June, the only child of Big Macintosh and Cheerilee. Out of all of Anthea’s mare friends, she was the only one that remained in Ponyville, alongside her cousin and Anthea’s best friend, Golden Delicious. As of now, she was still apple-buckin’, with a bit of cherry buckin’ on the side.

“Oh no, you haven’t, guys. Come right in!” Anthea gestured them to come inside, as the two did, she said, “I was worried you two would be too busy to make it.”

“Please, Annie, I might be off going hoof-to-hoof with natural disasters every so often, but I am never too busy for a party!” Whirlwind smirked, setting the gift on the table with its ilk.

“Darn tootin’.” Red June nodded in agreement, “Look at you, Annie, the big two-one…Ah take it that you will be happenin’ upon our stand come cider season?”

“And that you will drink responsibly?” Claire added.

“Says the kirin that can’t handle two mugs of beer without getting hosed.” Cotton jabbed.

“Cotton, would you kindly refrain from mentioning that incident?” Claire cast a sideways glare, speaking in a calm, yet very horrifying tone.

“Oh come on, Claire, lighten up.” Whirlwind chuckled, “There’s no shame in being a light-weight. Look at Star over here, she’s the ‘lightest’ out of all of us.”

“Oh, ha, ha.” Starburst sarcastically laughed, “At least I don’t have a husband who would eat dirt to drink up the cider he spilt.”
Whirlwind frowned as everypony laughed at that remark, but as they did, her frown soon turned into a smile as she joined in on the laugh.

“Oh, how I miss us hanging out together.” Cotton sighed, “It’s just like old times.”

Anthea looked in on the group with a smile, still waiting at the door, when a petite voice addressed.

“Erm, excuse me…”

The lilac unicorn turned to see another unicorn standing before her, a present levitating at her side. She was of an alabaster color, with a light pink mare. She was certainly taller than more mares Annie knew, and for that, she could easily tell who she was.

She is Créme de la Crème, the sole daughter of philanthropist Fancypants and supermodel Fleur de Lis. Anthea didn’t really know her as well as the others, as she was a friend of Claire from Canterlot. Heck, they only met because Créme wanted to check out Ponyville.

“Ah, Créme, so good to see you.” Anthea smirked, “Hope you got over here without any trouble.”

“I did…although I guess I got a little lost on the way.” Créme admitted as she came in.

“Créme?” Claire noted, seeing her best friend, “This is a surprise, I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“That makes two of us.” Créme admitted, “To be honest, when I got the invitation in the mail, I wasn’t sure if I remember which of your friend was Anthea.”

“Well, Créme, you are Claire’s best friend.” Anthea explained, leaving her position at the door to join her guests, “And to me, you are just as much as part of the group as the rest of us.”

“Well, that was mighty kind of ya, Annie.” Red June nodded.

“Thanks. Besides, it’s like Cotton’s mom always say, the more the merrier.” Anthea smiled.

“Yup, can’t get wiser than my mom!” Cotton puffed up proudly, as she glanced at the decorations, “By the way, I love what you done with the place, Annie.”

“You mean Anthea did this?” Créme looked around, “But I thought Anthea was-”

“Créme…” Claire looked at her with a warning glance.

“No, it’s fine, Claire.” Anthea soothed her, “It wasn’t easy, but I like to think I did a fine job decorating. I had practicing weeks in advance so that this party went off without a hitch. It’s the first time in forever that we had all really gathered in one place, so it had to be extra special for my friends.”

“Well, a job well done, Annie.” Whirlwind chuckled.

“Yeah. I guess with us all going our separate ways, we all fell out of touch.” Starburst admitted, “It truly is nice for us to catch up on old times.”

“Couldn’t agree more, darling.” Claire smiled, glancing at all the sweets and refreshments, “And it seems like you had pulled out all the stops for your own birthday party.”

“Only the best for my friends, right?” Anthea beamed, “Even did up a list of games and stuff for us to do.”

“Well, what the heck are we waiting for?” Cotton asked, as she zoomed over to the refreshment table, “Let’s get this party started!”

“Now we’re talking!” Whirlwind cheered with her as she joined the Earth Pony mare.

All the other mares clamored in agreement as cups of punch was handed out among them.

“Okay, ladies, before we proceed with celebrating my dear sister-in-law’s birthday, may I propose a toast?” Claire smiled, as she raised her cup, “To our dear and beloved friend, Anthea, whose wisdom and extremely perverse sense of humor had brought us looks of mortification and laughter.”

“Hear, hear to that, Claire.” Starburst chuckled, “To Anthea.”

“To Anthea!” The rest of the mares raised their cups, and proceed to partake of their beverages, from Créme’s dainty sip to Whirlwind’s huge gulp.

“Aw, thanks, you guys. You’re the best!” Anthea smiled, raising her glass in acknowledgement, before taking her punch in one gulp.

“Wow, Annie, ya downed that drink fast!” Red June smirked.

“Well, I have been practicing in case one of you gals challenged me to a game of shots.” Anthea blushed in embarrassment.

“Speaking of shots…” Whirlwind went over to the ‘gift’ table and grabbed the box that she had brought over, as she passed it over to Anthea, “For you, Annie.”

“Ooh…” Anthea smiled, as she quickly used her magic to tear off the wrapping, and opened the box. She had to wince to make out the shape of the contents, “Oh, Whirlwind, are these…?”

“Custom shot glasses?” Whirlwind finished, with a smile, “Yep. Prism’s mom told me about this awesome glass-maker that made her some for Mrs. Pie’s birthday. Figured it would be perfect for the occasion.”

Indeed it was. In the box was eight shot glasses, each a different tint of color, and on each of them was a cutie mark, matching each of the mare in the room…with the exception of one…

“Wow, that’s very cool, Whirlwind!” Anthea smiled, setting the box down and lifting the one that was light green with her cutie mark, “Thank you so much!”

“It was nothing!” Whirlwind smirked at the smile on Anthea’s face, “Although it’s a gift for all of us. A shot glass custom made for each and one of us.”

“Hmph, still cool.” Anthea smirked right back.

“Hmm, funny…” Créme pondered.

“What, Créme?” Cotton asked.

“There are seven of us here…yet there are eight shot glasses…” Créme pondered, as she lifted out a shot glass that was of a dark gray tint, and had a cutie mark the shape of a cloud with z’s on it, “Is there somepony we’re missing?”

“I dunno. You tell me…” A voice sounded behind her.

Créme jumped in shock with an ‘eep!’, dropping the shot glass, only to be quickly caught by Starburst.

Everypony looked towards the source of the voice. Standing at the door was a dark gray mare with a light blue mane. She would pass for a normal pegasus, had it not been for the horn sticking clearly from her forehead and instead of the usual wings a pegasus possesses, she had wings much akin to that of bats. She had a look of boredom etched on her face and yet another gift levitating aside her.

“Ah, Nidra!” Anthea chuckled, “I was afraid you weren’t going to make it!”

“Well, I didn’t have anything better to do. It was either stay at home or come here.” Nidra shrugged nonchalantly, before giving a small smile, “Besides, I couldn’t let you girls have all the fun without me.”

This is Princess Nidra, or Nidra as her friends call her. She is the daughter of Princess Luna and one of her former night guards, Supernova (which is a rather odd name for a thestral, but I digress). Due to her status as princess and her mother being the princess of the night, she spends a lot of her time in Canterlot, even more so the last couple of years.

“You invited Nidra?” Créme pondered, “But I thought Nidra hated-”

Claire elbowed the posh unicorn before she could finish that sentence.

“Took ya long enough, Nidra.” Whirlwind jabbed, “Didn’t think you were coming!”

“Well, you know me…I love to arrive fashionably late.” Nidra said coolly, as she stepped in aside Starburst, and levitated her special shot glass from her hoof, “Thank you.” She then turned to Anthea, “So what did I miss?”

“Well, I was about to break into the gifts.” Anthea answered, “Whirlwind got me those awesome shot glasses…and if they were any indication, I think the other gifts might have something to do with them, including yours, or am I wrong, Nidra?”

“Heheh, nothing gets past you, Annie.” Nidra laughed, passing her gift over to Anthea.

“Wow…Nidra is laughing…” Créme whispered incredulously to Claire, “I thought with the whole thing with your brother…”

“Just don’t talk about it, dear…it’s a very sore subject.” Claire sighed.

“Hey, enough chit-chat. Come on, Annie, open up your presents!” Cotton cheered.

Minutes later, Anthea opened up the last of her gifts, and she was right: all of her gifts were an assorted bunch of alcoholic beverages.

From Red June was a bottle of ‘Big Red’s Cherry Wine’.

“Made and fermented by Cherry’s husband himself and winner of ‘Best Wine of Equestria’ twenty years running.” Red June smirked proudly.

Claire’s gift was a bottle of sparkling champagne.

“It’s leftover from my and Illusion’s last anniversary as coltfriend and marefriend. Since I can’t handle it, and Illusion doesn’t drink much, I figure you’ll get a better use out of it.” Claire admitted.

Créme got Anthea…a jug of Sweet Apple Acres’ apple cider, much to other’s surprise.

“Um, Golden Delicious gave it to me a while back. It’s not re-gifting if I didn’t really have use for it, is it? Créme worried.

“No it isn’t…but ya do realize this brand ain’t alcoholic, right?” Red June pointed out.

Créme went silent.

“I did not.”

Meanwhile, Starburst’s and Nidra’s gifts turned out to be vintage bottles of wine that seems to be older than the princesses themselves.

“Guess we both had the same idea.” Starburst deadpanned.

“Hmph, I thought of it first.” Nidra cast an annoyed glare.

And lastly, Cotton’s gift was a bottle branded ‘Fireball Whiskey’.

“Fireball Whiskey? I never heard of it.” Whirlwind admitted.

“Oh, it’s because this only comes on sale once or twice a year. Trust me, this baby packs a wallop.” Cotton chuckled.

“Well, thank you all very much for these gifts, guys…” Anthea smirked, “So…who’s up for busting these babies open and PARTAY?!”

“All of them?” Claire asked incredulously, “Annie, I know you just turned 21 and everything, but that’s a lot of alcohol to be partaking in…”

“Oh come on, Claire, live a little!” Whirlwind snickered.

“Yeah, this is Annie’s birthday, and we should live it up and throw down!” Red June declared.

“June has a point, ya know.” Starburst nodded, “Besides, I had been working myself to the bone for the past month. I earned this!”

“Alright…” Claire sighed, “But don’t come complaining to me when you all are hung over!”

“Yeah, yeah, let’s just get to drinking!” Cotton raised her shot glass, a light blue glass with her cutie mark, eliciting cheers from every pony.

And so the party went into full swing. Games were played, ranging from the very popular Apples to Apples to Twister to even Pin the Tail on the Pony (which Anthea had managed to win every time). They even went on to unconventional games, such as Pluck The Pegasus (much to Whirlwind’s dismay, as none of the mares dared to pluck from Starburst). There were also a few drinking games in the mix.

Regardless of the games they played, the group of mares were having the time of their lives, enjoying each others’ company, while getting off friendly jabs against each other. It was not before long before it was late in the evening, and most of Anthea’s ‘gifts’ were now empty.

Anthea and her friends were now in her bedroom, all of them lying down, giggling merrily after a game of ‘Charade’. They were all blissfully ‘buzzed’, with the exception of Claire, who had insisted on drinking the non-alcoholic apple cider, but even then, the happiness was infectious to the kirin as well.

“Oh, wow…” Créme tittered, “That was…that was…”

“You said it, darling.” Claire smiled, “I hadn't this much fun in ages.”

“Just like old times, huh?” Cotton smirked.

“You said it.” Starburst nodded, before coughing a bit, “But man, you weren’t kidding, Cotton, that Fireball Whiskey does pack a punch.”

“Yeah, Ah swear, when you drank it, yar eyes went through all sorts of colors and Ah think ya coughed up fire.” Red June noted.

“Say, Claire, you’re sure you don’t want a shot of that?” Whirlwind lifted the half-empty bottle of the said whiskey.

“Sorry, dear, but I can’t even handle half a mug without getting tipsy.” Claire sighed, “I would hate to see what the ‘Fireball’ would do to me…”

All of a sudden, Starburst let out a yawn…

“Well, it’s getting late. We should all get home and sleep all this liquor off.” The smallest pegasus declared, stretching as she sat upright.

“Aw, but Star, we were having so much fun…” Cotton pouted.

“Yeah, Starburst, the night is still young!” Nidra declared proudly, “Unless you are meaning to tell you are more ‘light’ than you let on…”

“I am not!” Starburst defended testily, “It’s just that we don’t really have much more to do.”

“Ah guess Star does have a point. How about we all have one more drink and be on our way, okay?” Red June suggested.

“Fine by me.” Whirlwind shrugged, taking the remaining bottle of the Canterlot wine, and pouring them into Cotton, Créme, Red June, and Anthea’s shot glasses, as well as hers. Claire simply poured herself another glass of the apple cider and Starburst and Nidra opted for the Fireball Whiskey.

“To our friend, Anthea.” Cotton smiled, “For throwing a great party and bringing back the gang back together for one incredible day. Only wished it didn’t had to end.”

“Amen to that.” The rest of the mares nodded in agreement.

“Well, actually, girls, I do have one more thing we can do…” Anthea mused, as she took a sip from her glass.

“Like what, darling?” Claire asked, as she and the rest of the mares proceed to drink from their glasses.

“Oh, nothing crazy…maybe share our first-mating stories.”

In that instant, five mares did a spectacular spit-take at once, while the ones who were drinking the Fireball took too big of gulps, leaving them both coughing up a storm (not a mention a bit of fire).

“Dang…it…Annie.” Starburst groaned between coughs, puffing up a bit of smoke in the process.

“Goodness gracious, Anthea!” Claire gasped, catching her breath from the spit-take, “Where in Equestria did you pick up such a sordid idea?!”

“Well, I only figured since it was just us gals…” Anthea tried to explain.

“But Annie, talking about when we first had sex?! That’s all kinds of personal!” Red June said, flabbergasted.

“Yeah, I mean, that sounds crazy, even for you.” Whirlwind rubbed her mane.

“Sorry, you guys, I didn’t mean to offend anypony.” Anthea shrugged, “It’s just that my mom told me about this time at Cotton’s mom’s party about how they talked about how they lost their virginity…”

“Oh, you mean on her 21st birthday?” Cotton piped up, prompting everypony to glance at her, “What? It’s true. Mom kept going on about how it was her best birthday ever.”

“Now that you mention it…I think I remember hearing my mom doing something along the line of that.” Starburst recalled.

“Me too, now I think about it.” Claire mused, “Apparently, before my mother started going out with my father, she had a one-night stand with a Wonderbolt named Rapidfire.”

“Whoa, seriously?” Whirlwind did a double-take, “Your mom did Spitfire’s older bro?”

“I think so. My father did introduced them to each other at one point, or so he told me.” Créme pointed out.

“Well, Ah recalled my aunt Applejack having relations with this nice feller she met when visiting Manehatten a long while back. Chip, Ah think his name was.” Red June mused.

“Wait, as in Potato Chip? The guy who made the French Fries?” Nidra raised a brow.

“You think that is odd…according to my dad, Prism’s mom did it with Mrs. Hooves back in Flight School.” Whirlwind explained, “Though it got them kicked out of there.”

“Well, my mom told me about how she dated Big Mac a while back.” Anthea cut in.

“Wait, you mean…my pops and Miss Fluttershy…” Red June sat agape.

“Made bagpipin’ music?” Cotton finished for her, “Not only that, I think Star’s mom did the sideway hokey pokey with your mom as well.”

“My mom did what?!” Red June, along with Starburst, yelled, eyes alit in horror.

“I know, it’s crazy…crazy as my mom gettin’ it on with Prince Armor, Princess Cadance, and Princess Celestia all at once…” Cotton mused.

The room silent.

“WHAT?!” Everypony yelled.

“Relax, it was just a wet dream…well, at least she thinks it was a wet dream…my mom wasn’t exactly clear with the details.” Cotton put a hoof to her chin.

“Can we get back to the topic at hoof, ladies?” Claire called out, as she turned to Anthea, “Anthea, I know you meant well and all, but the…topic…at hoof isn’t really a kind of thing that is discussed freely…more like something to be talked about behind closed doors with ponies you know…if not at all, of course.”

Silence ensued.

“You mean like now?” Cotton pointed out.

“Well, yes, but…” Claire protested.

“Oh, come on, Claire, I think it would be fun.” Anthea insisted, “I mean, it’s no secret that you and I lost our virginity. And I’m sure everypony in this room lost their virginity, right?” She turned to everypony else.

Each and one of the other mares started looking in different directions in response, trying not to look at one another, each of them mute…till Créme decided to speak.

“I have…” Créme raised her roof.

“You? Seriously?” Nidra raised a brow incredulously.

“Yes, I have.” Créme frowned, “I mean, surely you have, haven’t you?”

The question caught Nidra off guard by a bit.

“Uh-of course I have!” Nidra defended quickly, “And I enjoyed it!”

“Well, I guess I might had done it before…” Starburst admitted, blushing a bit.

“Guess we’re in the same boat then.” Red June shrugged, “Ah gone and done it myself…but seriously, my mom and Princess Twilight?!”

“I got some tail too!” Cotton piped up instantly…before calming down just as quickly, “I mean, I had done it before too.”

“Me too.” Whirlwind agreed, “I guess we all experienced the joy of pre-martial sex…”

“That may be so, dear, but stories about how we were…” Claire cleared her throat uncomfortably, “Taken by a certain somepony isn’t usually a kind of conversation ponies have with one another…”

“Look, the bottom line is, we’ve all done it, Claire.” Anthea smiled softly, “Look, you and the others don’t have to share if you don’t want to…but do know that what is said in this room doesn’t leave this room, and that we are all good friends, right?”

Silence greeted the room once more, and settled for five minutes before being shooed away by Whirlwind.

“You know what? She’s right. We’re all grown mares here. Let’s do it!” Whirlwind said boldly.

“She’s right. Ain’t nothing wrong with sharin' stories of our first time.” Red June nodded in agreement, “And what better way of gettin’ to know one another better than this?”

“Well, I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to share…but as long as everypony is comfortable.” Claire insisted.

“Count me in.” Starburst shrugged, “I’d be lying if I said I’m not interested in how some of you guys receive the ‘d’.”

“D? I thought we were going to talk about our first time.” Créme pondered dumbly.

“Oh, honey…” Nidra rolled her eyes.

“Oh boy, this is going to be exciting!” Cotton smiled giddily, trying not to jump with excitement.

“Only question is, who’s going first?” Starburst glanced around.

Whirlwind was quick to answer, “Well, if it is all the same to you guys, I’ll gladly go-”

“Um, no offense, Whirlwind, but we kinda already know how you lost your virginity.” Nidra cut her off with a dry remark.

“And I don’t think any of us wants a re-telling of how it goes.” Starburst frowned, “It’s not that long of a story.”

“What?!” Whirlwind sputtered, “Of course it’s a long story!”

“Um, let’s see. You and Prism pranked Del, arrived at Prism’s house, Prism says he regrets breaking up with you, emotional turbulence back and forth, you kissed, you bucked, he slept on you, and an awkward morning after.” Nidra said quickly and without error, much to Whirlwind’s shock, “There. Done. Nothing much to it.”

“Wow…thanks for trivializing a special moment in our relationship, Nidra.” Whirlwind glared.

“Come on, Whirlwind, it’s not a bad story…but the thing is, if ponies wants the whole story, they can read it.” Cotton explained, giving a wink.

“Um, Cotton, dear, what are you-” Claire was about to ask, before shaking her head, “Never mind. If not Whirlwind, then whom?”

“How about June?” Anthea suggested, turning to face…Whirlwind, “She’s the oldest out of us, maybe-”

“Other way, Annie.” Starburst corrected.

Anthea turned the other way, nodding in gratitude, “She’s the oldest out of us, maybe she can tell us about her first time first, if she doesn’t mind.”

“Oh…” Red June blushed, “Well, sure…if ya don’t mind hearin’ everything.”

“Everything is pretty much what we want, dear.” Crystal Clarity smiled.

“But be sure to not skimp out on the juicy details. I am quite interested to know the stallion that ‘popped’ your cherry.” Nidra snickered.

“First off, don’t make that pun again.” Red June frowned as she made her way to the center of the circle that consisted of her friends, “Because I grow cherries doesn’t make it funny. And secondly…well, all of you already know him.”

“Wait, you mean…” Anthea’s pale eyes widen with intrigue.

“Yup.” Red June nodded, as she cleared her throat, “It all began on that day when ya guys tried to pull off ‘Operation: RedHeart…’”

Chapter End

Author's Note

Hey, y'all, it is I, Ebony Stallion, greeting you with my new story.

Before anyone says something, no, Operation: RedHeart is not at all related to the Nurse Redheart. Those who are fans of Kilala's works should immediately recognize it, but just in case, here's the link.

I want to give thanks to kilala97 for giving me her blessings to use her characters in another story with clop. You rule, ma'am!

And I would love to give major thanks to Bico for doing the cover art when kilala was unable to do so herself due to having to attend college. You rule!

I also want to thank CarcinoGeneticist (and subsequently, DragonShadow, who collaborated with said writer) for making the story that serves as inspiration to this one. For those who had read 'Feels Like The First Time', I'm sure you will had captured all the references. If not, the link to the story is in the description.

Let's not forget Borsuq, who is responsible for the creation of a character who will be making his debut in a later chapter. The link to his profile and story is in the description. Trust me, you will like his stories.

Also, LuminoZero and his stories are referenced as well, so if you are interested in his stories, click on his link in the description. Again, you should enjoy them.

As for this story, yes, I broke a fourth wall and self-advertised. But do understand, it was a reference to a funny Flash parody of Kingdom Hearts called the Kingdom Hearts Chronicles (here's the link to the part of said reference: click here).

Well, I hope I do you all proud, and that you leave a good review and upvote...so...

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