The Cutie Mark Crusaders 1

"Come on, y'all. Twilight told us she'd have the books ready within a week, and it's been over a week!" Applebloom shouted to the other two Crusaders who were lagging behind.

"It wouldn't be a problem if Scootaloo could fly and carry us," Sweetie Belle complained to the pony at the rear of the small line.

"I told you, my wings are still too weak to hold me for more than a couple seconds at a time," the orange earthbound pegasus complained back. If Sweetie Belle would lay off the sweets, I might be able to carry her a little sooner. And if that apple freak would-

"Finally, you guys made it! I thought I'd be standing here forever waiting for you two," Applebloom scolded, standing at the door to the library. "Now, since I'm the first one here, I'll do the knocking." She turned around and raised her hoof before a cough behind her stopped her.

"Excuse me, Applebloom, but I was trying hard to keep up so I should have the honor of getting to knock." Sweetie Belle shouldered her way past the yellow filly. She raised her hoof to knock before a small rock hit the back of her head.

"Excuse me, Sweetie Belle, but I was trying harder than either of you, plus I've been trying to fly the whole way. What have you two been doing?" There was no answer from the two other fillies and Scootaloo nodded. "I thought so, now scoot aside. I've got a door to knock. Besides, I'm a good knocker."

As she moved forward, a white and yellow hoof stopped her. "There will be no 'scooting' Scootaloo," the unicorn said.

"Yeah," Applebloom butted in. "Just because your wings don't work doesn't mean you're working harder."

"Screw you, apple packer!" Scootaloo shouted, tiny wings flaring.

"That's why we're here," Sweetie Belle said and, before either of the other two fillies could stop her, she reached up and knocked on the Golden Oaks library door.

The door opened a couple seconds later by Spike. His eyes widened at the sight of them. "Oh, no. Not you three again!" he exclaimed and slammed the door closed. The CMC just stood in front of the door, confused.

"What a little scaly asshole," Sweetie Belle remarked. The other two turned to look at her. "What?"

"Didn't I once say something about not using words I don't know the meaning of?" Scootaloo asked. Sweetie shrugged and starting looking around the library for another entrance.

"The only other way I noticed that we could get in was through the window right there," she said rejoining the small group, pointing to the small balcony on the left side of the tree. "If we had somepony who could fly us up there."

Applebloom suddenly remembered a time that Rainbow Dash was bouncing a ball with her head and it would make it past the lower balcony. She started looking around and ran over to a tree with a hole, reached inside, and produced a large ball.

"Where'd you get that?" Sweetie asked as Applebloom proudly walked back.

"Pinkie Pie once said she had balls stashed all over Ponyville in case of a ball emergency."

"Good thinking. Now we throw Scootaloo up in the air, have her bounce off the ball, land on the ledge, go through the window, and open the door. Brilliant idea, Applebloom, I like how you think." Sweetie winked.

"Hey, why do I have to go?" Scootaloo complained.

"Because you're the only one with wings, so even if you don't make it, you can still lift yourself high enough to hoist yourself up. Seriously, haven't you been following the advice from those books and films we borrowed from here?"

Scootaloo frowned. "I'm sorry if I couldn't glean much info from League Of Extraordinary Genitals, or find help from A Midsummer Night's Wet Dream. I'm here for the books so we can get our cutie marks."

"Good point," Applebloom said, moving forward and picking up the flightless pegasus. "Here we go."

"Hey, what are you doing?! Put me down!" Scootaloo screamed as Applebloom walked her over to the ball and with a massive throw, slammed her into the flexible surface of the ball. Scootaloo flew into the air and flared her wings open to slow her descent and make her landing more precise. As she landed, the two fillies on the ground cheered and whooped. She pushed open the window and jumped into the library.

From outside, they heard Spike yell, "Hey! What are you doing in here?" followed by a chorus of clangs, bangs, and maybe some shattering glass. Scootaloo appeared a few seconds later with a smoking mane, but a triumphant smile. "Come on in."

They trotted inside as Twilight came down the stairs. "Oh, I was wondering what was making all the noise." She levitated an unconscious Spike up to his bed and walked into the center of the room. "I assume you came for the books you requested?"

"You bet, Twilight," Scootaloo said confidently. "This time we'll get our cutie marks for sure!"

Twilight sighed as her worse suspicions came true. They really are trying to get their cutie marks by performing BDSM. She walked over to her counter and pulled up a bag of books and dropped a receipt in with them. "Here you are. Pleasing Your Cutie Mark, Hoity-Toity & Other Bedroom Tricks, Wonderbolting Your Mare, and The Complete Idiots Guide To Bondage & BDSM. I must say girls, you have a...slightly unnerving interest in this kind of stuff. May I ask what you're planning to do with all this information?"

She was desperately hoping they would say they were using it on their colt friends, but no such luck.

"We're going to get our cutie marks for this," Scootaloo said, puffing out her chest proudly. "We are going to get our cutie marks in..."

"BONDAGE!!" all three shouted, and gave each other a high hoof.

As the CMC started to head for the door, Twilight appeared in a flash before them. "I would like to talk to you three for a little bit before you leave." Three pairs of large filly eyes peered back at her. "Please. You can sit on the couch."

After exchanging glances, the three young ponies made their way to Twilight's couch and sat down. Twilight materialized a large poufy chair for herself.

"So, I feel like I need to remind you of something," Twilight started off. The fillies looked back at her in confusion. "Cutie marks are meant to be a sign of somepony's destiny and thus, their future. Do you really think you're meant to perform this kind of thing on other ponies for the rest of your life?"

Sweetie and Applebloom looked at each other, while Scootaloo thought by herself. After a couple seconds, she declared, "Don't know til you try," and ran for the door.

She was covered in purple magic and set back on the couch. "I'm not done yet. I just-" Twilight was cut off as the door opened and the town DJ walked in.

Vinyl Scratch & Twilight Sparkle 1

Vinyl stopped as she saw Twilight and the Cutie Mark Crusaders. "Umm, is this a bad time?"

Twilight looked away long enough for the CMC to run to the window they entered from, and exit the same way. Twilight silently cursed herself and turned back to Vinyl.

"No, it's alright, Vinyl. I was just finishing up with those three. What do...?" she paused as she got a better look at Vinyl. "Are...you alright?"

Vinyl levitated a mirror over to her and looked at herself. A completely different face looked back at her. The blue striped hair was sticking up everywhere instead of combed down to one side. Her eyes were bloodshot, her white coat was covered in dust, and a white semi-liquid was oozing out of her mouth. She chuckled silently to herself at the irony. "No, I suppose I'm not, Twilight."

Twilight raised an eyebrow and walked over to the DJ, concerned. "What happened?"

Vinyl reached up and wiped the semen off her face before putting the mirror down and looking at Twilight. "I'm sure you know about the Ultimate Equestrian Dominatrix?"

Twilight blinked. "Of course. What about her?"

Vinyl shuffled her hooves across the library floor. "Well, somepony wanted her without an appointment, and got what they wanted."

"So you were raped?!" Twilight nearly shouted in alarm.

Vinyl winced. "Please not so loud. And yes, I was raped. This cop wanted a go with me and wanted it then. He said that if I didn't, I'd have to go to the station, and I knew that with that many stallions, I'd never be able to hold them off. Might as well deal with one and get it over with. And, I guess I kind of deserved it."

"Wait, what? You deserved it?" Twilight asked, puzzled.

"Yeah," Vinyl mumbled. "Remember when I came in two days ago and got that book?"

"Of course."

"Well, that same night, I used a simple bondage trick on Octavia. Now, she's bedridden."

Twilight sighed. "I should have known. Boris told us not to use those items on house members that didn't consent to it."

"Boris said a lot of stuff. Did you really expect me to remember it all?"

"I expected you to remember enough so you wouldn't get in trouble or hurt others," Twilight said angrily. "You aren't Rainbow Dash by forgetting things because you feel like it."

"I thought we were talking about me, not that cloud-headed fuck," Vinyl snapped back. Her head snapped to the side as a purple hoof slapped her across her right cheek.

Twilight glared as she lowered her hoof. "I expected you to remember some simple rules. Boris did as well. Can you imagine what damage it could cause his business if somepony you screwed with told the Princesses? Don't forget, Sparkler and I introduced you to the market, showed you how to make the password symbol, and made sure Boris didn't kill you. Remember, griffons aren't known for their attitudes; it's for their quick temper and brutality."

Vinyl rubbed her cheek to sooth the stinging pain. "And I'm grateful you kept me alive long enough to try every bondage trick that's been invented, but I wanted to ask you a question."

Twilight sighed and rubbed her eyes with her hoof. "What is it, Vinyl?"

"It's an interrogative statement used to test knowledge, but that's not important right now. I wanted to ask if...I should give up BDSM."

The purple unicorn looked up to the white unicorn. "Give up BDSM? Just like that?"

Vinyl nodded and looked away. She continued to stare at the ground as Twilght's hoofsteps approached and a hoof lifted her face. She stared into the purple irises, and her own widened when she felt Twilight's lips press against hers. She felt the old lust for the bookworm as she had so long ago, back when she blushfully revealed to the DJ that she liked to practice bondage. Why did we never get together, Twilight?

Twilight gently pulled away and smiled at Vinyl. "You never leave bondage, Vinyl. It's the one thing in life that you can't get rid of." She licked her lips. "If you want, bathroom's down the hall. You know what to do."

After Vinyl finished showering and thanking Twilight for the pep talk, she left Golden Oaks and headed back down the road to her house. It was time to apologize to Octavia and try to make things right with her.

As Twilight started re-shelving books, she remembered the kiss. She wasn't sure why she did that, it just felt needed. Vinyl needed reassurance every once in a while, and she was the only mare that could do it. She knew Vinyl lusted after her, but she had firmly stated that she wasn't going to engage in bondage with Vinyl. Since Vinyl lost connection with most of the mares she courted, there was one she could go to in times of need: Twilight. She touched the spot of her lips with her hoof and smiled.

Just then, the door opened. Twilight turned to face it, putting her hoof back down and smiling warmly. "Welcome to Golden O-" she was cut off as she saw who it was.

Author's Note

Let me know if you guys are enjoying this little series. Constructive criticism is appreciated.