A Life With Whom?

The evening had taken its toll on Ponyville, and the sunlight worked its way through the scattered clouds, set ablaze by thence. Ponies were closing their shops, getting ready to go home after another strenuous day of work. Of these ponies, Twilight, too, was included. Twilight and Spike had finished their gruelling tasks for the day, which consisted of reorganizing the newspaper archive in the basement; and in doing so, she stumbled across an old article, published at least four years ago, about two ponies who told their story of how they regretted trying to abandon their filly before birth and after birth.

When Twilight read the article, she had vague suspicion that it was indeed Rainbow’s biological parents, but she had no physical evidence of it being so, despite the low probability of two other ponies being in a similar situation. In spite of the inadequate corroboration, Twilight yearned to tell Rainbow, but her conscience told her it wouldn’t be wise. In the end, Twilight decided it would be best to shew the pegasus the article when the time was right.

Twilight and Spike could be found heading up the stairs to the main library room. When they reached the top, Spike asked, “So when will we read the next chapter of Daring Do? I wanna see what happens next.”

“Are you really sure you’re up for that, Spike? You look exhausted from all the work you’ve done today,” Twilight said just after she helped Spike over the last step.

“Me? Tired? No way. I’m full of energy,” he said, a yawn escaping his mouth shortly after. “Let’s go read—” Another yawn left the baby dragon, and his bodily form nearly crashed to the floor, but he was recovered by Twilight’s magic.

“Whoa, whoa, easy there, Spike. I wouldn’t want my number one assistant to tire himself more than he has to,” Twilight said. Her magic was balancing Spike to his feet. “You should go to bed.”

Spike stretched his enervated arms and said, “Twilight, I’m fine. Can’t you just read one chapter to me? Pretty please?” His eyes were that of a newborn canine asking for forgiveness.

“Oh, all right, I guess so. But only one.”

Despite Twilight’s insistence that Spike go to bed and get some well-earned rest, even though the sun hadn’t set yet, she couldn’t say no to him, not only because if his superlative work ethic today, but also because he didn’t ask for much from Twilight. Once in a while, however, he would ask if they could go to a Wonderbolts show, or a play showcasing in Canterlot; and more often than not, she would say yes to all of his requests, so why shouldn’t she say yes to this?

When they were in the living room, seated on the sofa, Twilight picked up the book from the nearby table and began to read chapter two. “‘Out of all of the tombs and pyramids I had raided, none of them compared to the horrors of this temple. Although the interior structure appeared normal, they were far from it. Strange objects occupied the place, and the bricks seemed lively by the sounds they made. Yes, the bricks were making noises beyond my comprehension. Centipedes would crawl through the cracks in the walls, which closed shortly after, and I wondered how they could manifest such power.

“There was a library, if I remembered correctly, filled with maddening rows of bookshelves, along with thick cobwebs that made it impossible to fly and walk through. And, sometimes, everything would shift, out of place, and not be in the original spot they were found in prior.

“As I walked down the dimly-lit corridor, accompanied by red torches and empty cells barred up with steel poles, I heard a muffled click beneath my hooves. I stopped, scrutinized my surroundings. A moment later, I jumped back and ducked down, my stomach flat against the floor, as a laser beam emitted from a statue’s eye, burning every object it touched. When the laser shut off, I stayed low and examined the trip mechanism that activated the laser. I threw pebbles at it, and even beyond, and the laser tripped again. Lucky for me, though, the laser wasn’t controlled, so I could easily slip by.

“When I bypassed the statue, I found myself in the same room I started in. Curious, I went to where I had found the library, and lo and behold it was in the same place. I rushed to the corridor and looked straight ahead, only to see that statue once again. None of this made sense to me. Never in my adventures had I ever had a sensation of déjà vu. Or was this something other than déjà vu? I didn’t know.

“After pondering for several minutes, an odd power dragged me to the library, and, once I was in, a book animated by an unknown force opened right in front of me, and a deep voice read the page aloud: ‘Only those who are worthy will make it to the throne room, where the master of the temple rests. To make it thence, you must past the Trials of Aluzra which will test your inner warrior. Cowards evade and bypass puzzles they do not understand, while true warriors solve them, no matter how difficult or impossible they may be, with intelligence, patience, and time. The current master cheated its way through the trials, and, thus, is a coward.

“‘By passing the three tests that await for you, you will become an Aluzrian Warrior and you must defeat the wrongful master resting in the throne room to attain the title of Aluzrian Champion; that is when you will be awarded with the prized Stone Heart. Go now, and prove yourself worthy. The statue awaits.’ The voice faded and the book vanished into thin air.

And that was when the Trials of Aluzra began for me. And when I would finally banish Ahuizotl for good.’”

“Wow,” Rainbow said, gazing at Twilight, who had a surprised expression on her face as did Spike. “That was totally awesome. Can you read more?”

“How long have you been standing there, Rainbow?” Twilight asked with a smirk.

“At least ten minutes. I walked in when you got to the part where Daring Do tripped the laser. I wonder what’s gonna happen next.”

“Yeah, me, too,” Spike said, “but Twilight said I have to go to bed since I worked really hard today.” A yawn escaped the baby dragon’s mouth.

“And was I wrong?” Twilight said. “C’mon, let’s get you to bed, Spike. Excuse me, Rainbow.”

“Nada problem. I’ll be here…reading,” Rainbow said, sitting. “Take your time.”

The sun was half-way below the horizon, and everything in the sky was silent, almost lifeless.

When Spike and Twilight were upstairs, Twilight escorted Spike to the hallway closest, Spike’s bedroom. Ever since Twilight had expanded the storage space in the basement, she decided on transforming the closet into a bedroom for him, considering that he had a lack of privacy with his bed being right next to Twilight’s. Inside there was his bed and a small bookshelf with all his favourite books. Once he was tucked in, Twilight pecked him on the cheek and said, “Goodnight, Spike.”

“Goodnight, Twilight.” In a flash, he was fast asleep.

When Twilight closed the door, she turned around, only to see Rainbow in front of her. “You really care for him, don’t ya, Twi?” Rainbow said, already knowing the answer to the question.

“I do, very much,” Twilight said.

“He’s lucky to have you for a mother. A real one.”

After hearing those words, Twilight’s heart sank into the sympathetic abyss, curious as to what life would be like without solicitous parents. Unable to avoid the question at hoof, Twilight asked, “Are you insinuating something regarding your parents, Rainbow?”

“I guess you could say that. But that’s not why I’m here. I wanna talk about us.”

“We can certainly do that. Shall we?”

§

Usually Rainbow and Twilight spent time together in the living quarters, but never anywhere else in the library; and it was mystifying to the pegasus since the library had more than three floors. Fret not, though. Twilight had insisted that Rainbow join her on the wooden balcony—illumed by the brilliant white moon and the star-painted sky—where they could both endure the spectacular night together and talk about the thoughts that were on their mind.

When the two ponies reached the balcony, only one had a surprised mark on the face: Rainbow. There was a large blanket overtop a pad, neatly laid out, a bottle of sparkled water, and two empty glasses, all courtesy of Twilight.

“Surprised, much?” Twilight said.

“You planned this whole thing, didn’t you?” Rainbow said. “Since when were you the one for surprises?”

“Oh, I can be very surprising. Shall we?” Twilight directed her friend to take a seat.

Once they were situated on the pad, Twilight poured two glasses of the carbonated water and handed one to her friend. Earlier in the day, when Twilight and Spike were on lunch break, Twilight had buzzed on over to the Carousel Boutique and sought out Rarity’s prime recommendations for a non-alcoholic, flamboyant beverage. Lucky for Twilight, though, Rarity had, on hoof, the perfect bottle of carbonated water that was both luxurious and excellent, exactly what Twilight wanted.

Having tasted the water, Rainbow said, “You know, you didn’t have to go out of your way and do this for me.”

“Nonsense. You deserve every bit of it,” Twilight said, putting the glass down. “So you wanted to talk about us?”

“Yeah, I do.”

“What’s on your mind, Rainbow? Are you having second thoughts on being with me or something?”

“What? No, no, no, it’s nothing like that. It’s just…I’ve never been in a serious relationship before, and I’m worried that I’ll rush things between us and screw everything up.”

“That makes two of us. If anything, I should be the one to blame if it doesn’t work between us.”

Rainbow put her glass down, moved closer to Twilight, then said, “Why do you say that?”

“Because, Rainbow, for so long, all I’ve ever wanted was to have you, please you, and make love to you. That kiss we had today…”

“What about it?” Rainbow asked. Her heart thumped rapidly and violently as she waited for Twilight to complete her sentence.

“I wanted it to escalate into something more.”

“You mean?”

Twilight nodded. “I wanted to make love with you today, but I didn’t. I didn’t because I assumed that you weren’t ready to jump that far ahead, especially since you and I just started this relationship. I don’t want my lust for you to get in the way of us. Losing you is what I’m scared of most right now.”

Twilight felt frightened for telling Rainbow all of this, yet she also felt elated. She knew where her fear came from: it came from her inexistent choice but to love this pony, Rainbow Dash, in all things, and her elation came from doing it.

After a while, Twilight lay down on the pad. Eventually, Rainbow joined her and said, “I never knew that you wanted me that badly, Twi.”

“Well, now you do,” Twilight said, moving closer to the pegasus. “So do you understand why I would be the one to mess up us?”

“I do. But you don’t have to worry about screwing things up. I won’t let you. We’ll do it together. And even though I said I don’t want to rush things with you, doing it with you will always be special.” Rainbow snuggled her head into Twilight’s chest, her hoof overlapping thence.

Twilight shivered and said, “You promise me?”

Rainbow looked up at Twilight’s eyes. “I promise.”

It was then when Rainbow pressed her lips against Twilight’s, eliciting no hesitation form the unicorn. Twilight caved in, not feeling her heartbeats inside, or her eyes closing gently; and every part of her body was numb, for it shattered like ethereal glass. As the shock dwindled, Rainbow ran her hooves through Twilight’s ornate mane and pulled her close for every bit of her valuable worth.

Twilight succumbed to relaxation as Rainbow’s hooves stroked her back, sending electric chills through Twilight’s body and extremities; the tension and nerves left the unicorn’s body, and confusion replaced thence. Rainbow lowered a hoof right down to Twilight’s cutie mark, which provoked Twilight to break it off. Pulling back from the passionate kiss, Twilight said, “Hold on. Are you sure you’re ready for this? I mean, I know you don’t want to rush things, and—”

“I know what I said, Twi,” Rainbow said, pinning Twilight down in a friendly manner. “But I can’t help but take you right now. I love you, Twilight.”

“Oh, Rainbow Dash.” Twilight rekindled the heated moment by pressing her lips against the pegasus’s; and even though Twilight was uncertain that this was something Rainbow genuinely wanted, she couldn’t say no to her.

Once more, however, Twilight broke the kiss and, using her magic, lifted the blanket from underneath them and covered their bodies, leaving only their heads exposed. Resuming the moment, Twilight dived on in by planting kisses all over Rainbow’s neck, though it was particularly arduous given the position she was in; so she switched positions with Rainbow, lying atop her now.

Taking control once again, Twilight kissed the pegasus hard, and Rainbow didn’t seem to mind the passionate, heated aggression the unicorn had in store for her; for she reciprocated with the same amount of passion, same amount of love, and same amount of commitment. Rainbow evoked periodic moans as she felt Twilight grinding against her body—whilst she kept osculating her lover—lest she avoided a particular area below the equator.

Changing it up, Twilight withdrew from Rainbow’s lips and turned her attention to the sensitive nerve endings on Rainbow’s neck, pecking her endlessly, sucking the skin, all of which slackened the pegasus—her head twitching back as tender warmth coursed through her body. Soon, Rainbow began to feel Twilight’s rubbing in a more delicate location of her body, and a loud moan escaped both ponies’ mouths as they felt each other’s warm and wet vulvas in contact. Although none of them said anything about what was about to happen, they stared into each other’s eyes smiling.

Her true loveliness I never knew, until she smiled at me, Twilight thought to herself as she continued to move around.

Rainbow felt as though her body had been entirely paralysed by lightning, almost blinded by the sheer factor that she was making love to best thing that has ever happened to her. She kissed Twilight and rolled her over, taking charge, then placed a tense kiss into the unicorn’s neck while slowly moving up her face. Eventually, she gave into a final course of action and licked Twilight’s horn, albeit it was incredibly short because of Twilight’s extreme twitching from the intense jounce of pleasure that made her go everywhere.

Because of Twilight’s violent and volatile reaction, her grinding became erratic and faster, resulting in near closure of what was to come. At this point, both ponies were panting heavily, but it was nothing they couldn’t recover from, considering that they were outdoors; evidently, both ponies were nearing to their ultimate wave of pleasure, and all they could do was stare aimlessly into each others’ eyes, pull each other in for a hug, and kiss each other on the lips.

And then it happened: their interior muscles contracted tightly and, as they continued to grind against each other’s vulva, a wave of juices released from thence, and electrifying arcs circulated through their bodies, making them react violently and sporadically. They moaned and groaned at the sheer intensity of it all, eventually breaking apart and going their separate ways on each side of the pad.

Rainbow turned over to face Twilight and said, “Twilight…”

Twilight was panting, unable to speak for a few moments. In the meantime, before she caught her breath, she motioned closer to the pegasus and pulled her in for cuddles. Eventually, she spoke up. “Yes, Rainbow?” A faint sigh of happiness, tranquility, and calmness projected from the unicorn as she waited for Rainbow to speak again.

“You were my first, Twi. And I’m glad you were.” Rainbow kissed Twilight’s muzzle as she scrunched in closer for warmth.

“You were, too. I’m honoured that you were my first.”

From the angle Rainbow was lying at, she could see a faint, illumed speck in the distance, and it unknowingly made her curious as to what that might be. But before she went to see what it was for herself, despite her not wanting to leave the unicorn’s warmth behind, she said, “You know, we didn't do too bad, considering that we had no idea what we were doing.”

Twilight giggled. “You seemed to know what to do quite well. Especially with what you did to my horn. That really did it.”

“Hehe, yeah. I have a thing for a unicorn’s horn, not gonna lie.”

Twilight’s face reddened out of embarrassment. “I never knew that. I guess you like my horn, then?”

“You bet. Yours is the best. Anyway, I wanna check something out. Come with me.”

Twilight reluctantly got up and followed the pegasus to the left railing on the balcony; and as they gazed upon the fascinating site that was in front of them, none of them could render worthy words to describe what they were seeing.

“Is that what I think they are?” Rainbow asked, narrowing her eyes for a better view.

“It’s a swarm of fireflies,” Twilight said.

In the wide open field, a large swarm of fireflies danced in the air, illumining everything around it, casting a yellow ray of dim light in all directions. It appeared as if it were specks of shattered glass flying through the air while being refracted by the sun’s light.

“I wish Fluttershy could see this,” Rainbow said. “She loves fireflies.”

“Who doesn’t?” Twilight said. “It is beautiful, but not as much as you.”

“Aww, c’mon, Twi, I’m not that pretty.”

“Yes, you are.” Another yawn left the unicorn’s mouth. “Shall we go to back to the pad and go to sleep? I’m tired and all I want to do is hold you, Dash.”

“Absolutely.”

When they were snugged tight under the blanket, on the pad, and in each other’s grasp, all they could do was hope for pure happiness that was to come.

“Goodnight, Twi.”

“Goodnight, Dash.”

The two fell asleep in an instant.