What Ponies Do In Their Spare Time

Twilight spat the buildup of toothpaste out for the third time since she started brushing her teeth. She had given up on disgustingly staring at herself in the mirror hoping for her outlook to change, and was turned to the side looking out the small window while she brushed. Four times over and she could still taste the thick, sticky white muck that she had made the mistake of swallowing. She wanted to at least make it worth it for Spike since she felt so bad about taking his most precious gem from him, but she was so disgusted that she found herself regretting it. That was the last time she wanted to ever taste dragon cum.

After finding it futile to try and wash it out, she thought about eating something to overpower the wild berry mixed with sulfur taste in her mouth. She dreaded exiting the bathroom and having to face Spike for her reward that she worked so hard for, but she wasn't going to let an hour and a half of building up a neck cramp be meaningless, so she left the bathroom after spitting one final time and cursing dragons' lack of sensitivity.

Just as Twi was creaking the door open she heard a knock on her door. What is it now? She thought to herself, wishing only to sell the gem and end this torture. "Coming!" She rang out with mock enthusiasm while on her way to the front door. She opened it with the most authentic smile she could muster and instantly lost it in place of a sigh. "What do you want, Rainbow?"

"Jeez, calm down bruh, you tryna hide from us?" Rainbow Dash shouted brazenly as she barged her way inside, not bothering to take off her sunglasses or restrain her long golden hashtag chain. Twilight opened her mouth to refute her but was cut off by yellow wings smoothly brushing under her chin. Fluttershy snuck in behind Rainbow and took place leaning over the back of the armchair that Rainbow had slouched into. Just as Twilight was starting to tell them to get out, Fluttershy sat a bong on the table. It was the most colorful, pink, orange, and green tornado bong that she'd ever seen.

Fluttershy reached over Rainbow Dash and dropped the pipe on the table with a solid two clinks as it met the wood, followed by a lighter that bounced a bit before coming to rest. She then hung her front hooves over the back of the chair and kissed Rainbow on the top of her head as she played with her tuft of soft coat hair on her chest. "Don't mind it bae, she thinks it's not cool." The words flowed out of Fluttershy's mouth like anything else she would say, with her sweet, gentle tone that floats around her head baiting your ear to listen. Twilight thought that when paired with words like bae it didn't sound quite as melodic, and it sickened her that her friends did drugs, especially as extravagantly as to buy a bong and bring it to a library that was also her own home.

"You two need to get that thing out of here." Twilight started, then in a lower tone, taking a step forward said, "If Spike sees that, I'll have to give him an answer. Do you guys know how curious he is?" She spun around and opened the door, pointing a hoof demandingly outside, but was shocked to notice a palm sized clear plastic bag on the table and Rainbow leaning forward to do something with the bong that Twilight thought might've been the slightest bit illegal. She bounded to Rainbow's side and held her hoof over her friend's making her stop cramming weed into the removable side piece as she reprimanded her. "What do you think you're doing? I'm not going to let you fill my house with bong smoke!"

Rainbow chuckled as she handed the bong back to Fluttershy who took it to the kitchen. When she was done staring at the swollen yellow flank wave back and forth, she turned to Twilight. "Bong smoke? You think you smoke the bong? Hell, Twi, I gotta treat you right now. We blazin' together, come on I'll teach you."

"Did you even hear me?" Twilight raised her voice, startling Spike who dropped his big red ruby down the stairs and fell down after it trying to catch it again. He laughed nervously to himself blushing and held up the gemstone to Twilight, who quickly snatched it up, trying to hide her own blush by turning her head certain ways. Her efforts were nullified when Spike opened his mouth though.

"Oh...that's the one I promised from earlier. I uh...thanks..." Spike licked his lips and tried to avoid eye contact with Twilight who did the same.

Rainbow Dash had finished packing the slide to Fluttershy's bong and held it up to her nose inspecting it making slight changes. She hadn't taken any interest in the gem or Spike and Twilight was thankful for that, but not Fluttershy walking back to the table with a bong full of water hanging from her mouth. Twilight shivered with anxiety and quickly thought of an excuse to get Spike away. "U-uh...Spike! I think that Sweetie Belle wanted you for a cutie mark experiment over at Carousel Boutique." She said as she quickly stepped in the way of the little dragon's sight of Fluttershy.

"You sure?" Spike tapped his lip as he said curiously, "I thought that the Crusaders were going to visit Applebloom's cousin." He had barely finished his sentence when Twilight shifted around him and pushed him to the door and, using magic she made the door flick open for just the second she needed to push Spike out.

Just as the door slammed shut she yelled out "Haveagoodtime!" before turning her annoyed expression to the pegasi getting high in her living room. Rainbow Dash raised the bong inviting Twilight over right before she ripped a hit, holding it for what seemed like an unnatural amount of time. Twilight became worried, as she couldn't tell if her friend was losing oxygen because she was already blue. "Uh, Fluttershy..." She said, "Is she supposed to hold her breath that long?"

Fluttershy gave a cute giggle and swished her tail side to side. "Don't worry silly, she's a flier so her lungs are strong enough for it." she finished saying just as Rainbow Dash exhaled releasing a torrent of smoke upward and leaned back in the chair coughing the last bit out of her lungs. Fluttershy leaned over the back of the chair again and tilted Rainbow's head back up kissing her on the lips as she held her cheeks.

"That's it." Twilight spat out with fury, "I'm not accommodating you addicts anymore!" She flared her horn with magic and swung the door open hard enough to hurt wherever it hit on her tree and pointed an expectant hoof out the door. "Out, now!"

The liplocked fillies parted slowly, gazing into each other's eyes before giggling to themselves rudely eyeing Twilight. "Dude..." Rainbow said, "You can't get addicted to weed." The two cackling pegasi hugged as Fluttershy floated into Rainbow's lap and Dash placed the bong on her lover's lap. As Flutters put her mouth to the opening, Twilight snatched it and held it away from her friends making her way to the kitchen to dump out the water. She was tailed by both pegasi who were complaining incessantly until she tipped the bong upside down and the slide fell out eliciting a gasp from them, both trying to reach for it before it went down the drain.

Twilight placed the bong on the counter, rolled her eyes and groaned stepping away to clean up the illegal substance on her table. Shortly after she had made sure there was no marijuana anywhere else but the bag Rainbow Dash flapped her way out from the kitchen brushing off the slide. She was followed by Fluttershy who was carrying the bong below her hovering frame. "Bruh, that's a lot of money you almost wasted." Rainbow started, "'Shy got that shit PRIMO...TO-DAY...was some such like 80 bits. God damn girl, you even care?"

"No, as a matter of fact I DON'T care!" Twilight turned around shooting a beastly glare to accompany her vehement anger. "What kind of friends ARE you? You come in here without permission, do illegal drugs, and Spike is right he-"

"The fuck bruh?" Rainbow slurred her speech with equal distaste for Twilight, "Weed ain't drugs, that's like coke and shit. Weed's an herb, winga, whatchu think, I'm'a bring some shit in here's gonna make wingas batshit? Damn, son." Rainbow took the bong back from Fluttershy and replaced the slide, blowing on it once for good measure. "We just tryna chill, shit. You should too, you too turnt, winga."

Twilight's agitation was only growing with every word from Dash's mouth. "Don't call me winga, Dash, that's hateful and I wouldn't call you that. And What the fuck do you mean by turnt?" Twi sighed sitting by the two who resumed their position with Fluttershy sitting on Rainbow Dash's lap, starting to pack the slide again.

Fluttershy only sighed and said to Twilight, "My winga, you should chill with us more. You need to relax a bit, weed helps. We ain't never done crazy shit high on weed have we?" Twilight thought about this for a second, trying to let go of the blatant ignorant use of the word winga. Of course they hadn't really acted out while they were on marijuana, and Twilight could sure use a little relief right now. She also wanted the taste of dragon semen out of her mouth at all costs.

Twi sighed and lowered her head considering getting high for the first time. As ashamed as she was, she knew what it was like to be drunk and she definitely didn't mind that from time to time. If it was anything like alcohol, marijuana would be fun. "Fine I guess...I could try it, just for you guys."

"A'ight, there mah winga!" Rainbow blurted in excitement and shifted the bong to the table in front of Twilight. "First we gotta teach you how to use a bong so you don't break this shit..."

Spike finally came to Sweet Apple Acres after a long time of looking around town for the Crusaders. Carousel Boutique was empty, as well as Sugarcube Corner, and even the Town Hall. He had only gone on this wild goose chase for Sweetie Belle because Twilight's door was locked when he came back home. Spike dragged his feet up to the front door of the house when Applejack opened it before he could even touch it to knock. "Well howdy, Spike. I seen you comin' from the winduh. What could ya want at this hour?"

Applejack was ready for bed and missing her cowboy hat and hairbands, which made her mane widely frame and curl around her face. Spike noticed that it looked similar to Rarity's mane but more reserved, then noticed something else a little lower than his heart. He was having trouble keeping it in his scales. Was this why he felt so strongly for Rarity? Simply her hair? He couldn't possibly be that shallow, could he?

Spike stepped in when Applejack invited him, not wasting time to sit on the couch where he was quickly joined by the current target of his affection. "Um...I was looking for Sweetie Belle and the Cutie Mark Crusaders all over town." He said, "Twilight told me that they needed me to help them get a cutie mark."

Applejack put her hoof to her lips which Spike couldn't help but stare at, knowing now how they could be used. His gaze only drifted because her shining green eyes looked like perfectly spherical, delicious emeralds. They only served to help him imagine what it would be like to have her between his legs staring up at him with those magnificent eyes starting to tear up...he tried to shake the thoughts out of his head. He bit his lip awkwardly prying his eyes away from hers as Applejack noticed him staring. "Well," She started, "She hasn't been 'round here since dinner. Ah take it she's holed up in the clubhouse tryna get a ghost story cutie mark!"

"M-maybe...but it's way past my bedtime." Said Spike, "Twilight gets angry when I don't wake up early, I should really get back to the library." He made his way to the door but felt his legs wobble and knew he wouldn't make it all the way back to the library before he needed to rest.

Just then Big Macintosh came down the stairs, sans his ever present yoke, holding an empty glass and clipped his way to the kitchen bidding them both a yawn and a hearty "Aayep." Spike bit his lip thinking of what Big Mac would do to him if he tried anything with Applejack and gulped.

As Big Mac filled his water glass Applejack got an idea. "Hey Spike, why don't you let Big Mac take you to find the Crusaders?" She said, "What with you bein' tired and all, he can take you home afterward too. How's about it brother?" Big Mac nodded as he rubbed his tired eyes and set his water down. He smiled and had nothing else to say.

Sighing, Spike stepped toward Macintosh and climbed onto his back. "I guess that's kind of you guys. Thanks, Mac." Spike said as he leaned forward on him, gripping his mane and hoping that he doesn't start thinking about sex again. They trotted out the door at a quick pace, not quite a run though, in the direction of the Crusaders clubhouse.