Ask Fapplebloom: Filthy Isn't Always Rich
Stories Not Just For Fillies
Author's Note
I actually had a lot of fun writing this one. It's actually rather strange writing foalcon for the first time, but hey, there is a first for everything!
Well, now that I'm done with this, I have to um... *sirens outside*
Well, I'm off to jail now! Hope you all have a wonderful day! *runs*
Stories Not Just For Fillies
Alright now, Sweetie go ahead and close up the doors. Yeah, I know it's a little early, I need to count up the bits. No, No ugh!
Wait, who's this here? Scoots, I told ya' to not let any other ponies in here!
Well yes I know that... well still ah... well okay.
Hey there. Ya must be new, 'cause we tend to remember all the customers we get here. Course sometimes we get ponies from outside the town, but hey, a customer is a customer.
Hmm... wait, yer not payin'? Then why are ya here? Scoots, what's he doin' here?
Wait a second! Oh, yer that reporter for the magazine! Sorry, we kinda lost the letter so we didn't know when ya'll would get here! Sit down, lemme get ya' something to drink.
So, welcome to the broth-er, clubhouse. I'm Fapplebloom, that over there is Sweetie Butt, and the one you saw going into the other room is Scootaboobs.
What, ya expected us to be a little older? Well, y'all wouldn't be the first. It's actually kinda funny seein' these ponies come in and gawking at us. But of course we always impress 'em by the time we're done. Honestly, it pays well and honestly we enjoy it. So what if we're young?
So ya' wanted a story to publish in that magazine oh yers? Hmm... well honestly there's a lot of them that I could tell ya!
Wait, you want to hear about Filthy Rich? Ah guess I could tell ya? I uh... where'd ya'll hear about It?
Oh, right. Forgot about that. Well, I'll explain more 'bout that in the story.
Hold on a second. Yes cuz, ya'll can use the towels!
Oh, that's just mah cuz, Babs. She's visitn' from Manehatten.
Wha? No, she isn't a part of the bro-er clubhouse. Ah mean, she helps out sometimes but she isn't a part of this.
Nah, we only accept bits as payment. Why'da ask?
We generally accept all customers. Really we just kinda take 'em all.
Uhm... well I mean ah guess that we could get into trouble...
Look, ya'll want the story about Filthy? Good, now ya'll better stuff it or you'll hafta pay like the other customers.
Sorry 'bout being a bit tense. Ah've just been busy lately. With all da weddin's and events going on, ponies need to get some relief and relaxation. So we've had a lot ah customers recently.
Alright, enough about the clubhouse. So, I think that if ya' wanna understand the story with Filthy, ya' gotta understand Diamond Tiara...
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"Lookie here!" Diamond called out, pointing to the three fillies, "It's the cutie mark losers!"
"Yeah! Losers!" Silver Spoon called out from Diamond's side. Diamond gave her a stern look.
Applebloom, Scootaloo and Sweetie Bell were sitting at the edge of the courtyard. They were discussing a few things about their brothel (er-clubhouse!) when they heard the call of their enemy.
"Ugh, that's not even a good insult!" Scoots muttered, sitting down with a little huff.
Sweetie sighed, "Maybe if we ignore them, they'll just go away."
The pair marched over to the trio, smirking at them. They began circling the three of them, drilling holes in them with their glares.
"What do ya'll want this time?" Applebloom huffed.
It was no secret to any of the classmates that the two of them did not get along with the Cutie Mark Crusaders. They'd been enemies ever since the two had gotten their cutie marks, and since then it had been all but joyful to be around them.
"Oh, we just needed to make sure you knew some things you obviously didn't know!" Silver giggled, earning her another harsh glare from Diamond.
"Well, looks like we have a new contender for best butt!" Diamond leered, pointing at Sweetie's posterior.
Sweetie blushed as the two girls laughed. Sweetie's flanks had filed out rather nicely during the past year, giving her an attractive complex for such a young filly.
Applebloom held her breath, groaning, "Seriously you two, it ain't funny. Cut it out."
"Oh and look at this!" Diamond trotted over to Scootaloo, "I guess we should call her Scootatities now!"
"Hey!" Scoots' tiny wings fluttered open in indignation as the two chuckled.
Unlike most fillies for her age, Scoots had been an extremely early bloomer. Her two lumps had grown to almost the size of a full grown mare, which for stallions was very attractive. It didn't help that they swayed whenever she walked, nor that it made flying even more difficult than it already was.
"Eh, I've seen much nicer ones in an orphanage." Diamond smirked, "You know, probably the one that Scootsatities goes t- oh wait! Hahaah!"
"Hey! That's a low blow, even for you, Diamond Tiara!" Sweetie protested. Silver bumped her aside.
After they'd finished with the two, they turned their sights to Applebloom. The yellow filly set her jaw, trying to keep calm and collected like she'd been taught by her big sis.
"Well, well, if it isn't the lollipop lover!" Silver took the lead, stepping forward with a wicked grin, "What was it yesterday, hmm? A cherry pop?"
Applebloom let out a breath and nodded, "There ain't nothin' wrong with likin' candy you two."
"I wonder if that's the only cherry she ever popped." Diamond smirked.
The two of them had virtually no clue what that actually meant. They'd overheard the stallions joking about it while they were over at Diamond's mansion, without knowing they were talking about sex. While they two weren't in the dark about intercourse, beyond the textbook, they didn't understand the idiom or any references that were thrown their way.
Applebloom sighed and rubbed her eyes, "I bet ya'll don't even know what that means."
The two looked to each other, neither knowing how to respond. Luckily for them, the power of bullying still was one that they knew how to use rather effectively.
"You're just asking us so we can tell you." Diamond laughed, "Besides, I think that Scootatities over there doesn't even know what you're saying!"
Scootaloo looked up, "What does that mean?!"
"Oh, just the fact that you don't even know who your parents are." Silver chortled, "You must never have had the talk."
Sweetie saw the look that was forming on Scoot's face, "Uhm... girls, you might want to..."
"Actually, I bet Milky Way across town is the surrogate mother!" Diamond continued, "I mean, where else would she get such big ones?"
Sweetie coughed, "Girls, please stop!"
Silver Spoon shrugged, "Well, I guess it figures. All her brains go to making all that mil-"
The silver filly suddenly found herself on her back with a giant orange weight on top of her. When she looked up, the face that Scootaloo wore sent chills down her back.
"You won't talk about my parents that way!" Scootaloo yelled, then brought her hoof down and hit Silver Spoon across the face.
"Hey!" Diamond instantly ran towards the school, "Ms. Cheerilee, Scootaloo is hurting Silver Spoon!"
Applebloom and Sweetie both rushed over and grabbed onto Scootaloo, attempting to drag her off. Yet the orange filly was set and wouldn't budge.
"Come... on Scoots! They… don't even know... what they're… Saying!" Sweetie pleaded.
As they struggled to remove Scootaloo, the two of them suddenly felt strong hooves on their backs. They gasped as Ms. Cheerilee pulled them off Scootaloo, then turned her attention to the tussling foals.
"What is the meaning of this?" Cheerilee hefted the two up, disconnecting them. Scootaloo still flailed in her grasp.
"Scootaloo just suddenly jumped on me and started hurting me!" Silver cried, letting a few tears slip down her face.
"Is this true?" Cheerilee turned to Scootaloo.
"No!" She struggled, "She was making fun of my parents! Then she and Diamond started to attack my friends and I-"
"Scootaloo, come with me. Silver Spoon, go ahead and go get some ice."
Scootaloo was dragged into the schoolhouse, the door shutting hard. The two victors trotted over to the defeated remainder of the trio.
"Better keep working on those cutie marks, losers." Diamond laughed, "It seems like you're not good at anything else."
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Yep, that's Diamond Tiara. We don't really know why she's so mean to us, I guess we musta did somethin' ta her and didn't even know it.
Well, after Scoots had been harped on for a good hour, Miss Cheerilee finally let her out. By that time, we needed to get back and open up the brooolubhouse, yeah, so there wasn't much time to dwell on it.
Oh, ya'll wondering why they were making fun of our cutie marks when they said we didn't have any? Well... we're proud of 'em, but, well, walkin' around school with a bottle o' lube and some crotchboobs and my own here isn't appropriate for our age.
Well, ya see, we just paint over them and then wash them off when we get here. Many ponies don't even know that we got 'em, they just assume we're still blank flanks.
Anyways, we got back to the clubhouse and got ready. Each of us has our own little room, big enough for 'bout three full grown ponies to lay down comfortably, maybe 4 if they were snugglin'. Sweetie has the right one, I'm in the middle and Scoots takes the left one.
We generally get ten or twelve ponies a day. They can pay by the hour or by the action, but most of them usually don't stay that long.
Huh? We renovated this place when we first started this. Ah told Applejack we were just goin' ta add in a few extra spaces.
Oh, that's mah big sis. She doesn't like what we're doin', but she can't really stap us.
Anyways, back to the story. So, after we'd gotten back, we sent Scoots to her room and Sweetie to her's. I always welcome the ponies when they come in.
So, it was a couple hours later...
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"Today's been really slow." Scoots complained, leaning against the wall.
The three had left their rooms and were laying around the clubhouse, bored. For some reason, they'd not seen a single pony today, even the regulars.
"Did you forget to put up the sign?" Sweetie turned to Scoots' question.
"Yeah, I did!"
"Then why aren't we seeing any ponies?"
Fapplebloom shrugged, "Ah guess they just aren't hot today."
(Oh, yeah, about those names. We go by them whenever we're in the clubhouse. Scoots and Sweetie don't use the last part unless they have a client.)
"This sucks!" Scoots grunted, "I'm going to go read some comics Rainbow Dash gave me."
Sweetie nodded, "Yeah, I need to practice some magic too. We'll be in our rooms. Call us if you need us."
Fapplebloom nodded, "Fine. Ah'll just wait out here in case we get anypony."
The two retreated to their rooms as Fapplebloom sat, staring at the entrance. She counted the number of lines of the door, the knots, the dents, everything, twice.
After what felt like hours of waiting, she finally began to doze off. She slowly leaned her head down against her hoof.
*Knock Knock*
Fapplebloom jerked her head up. A customer! Finally!
She ran to the door and threw it open, "Welcome to the clubhouse. We only accept bi..."
The two ponies stared at each other, blinking rapidly.
"A-Applebloom?!"
"F-Filthy Rich?!"
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Oh, did I forget ta mention that Filthy was Diamond Tiara's father? Well, I guess I kinda missed the dramatic reveal there.
Yeah, see Diamond Tiara is actually rather rich. Her father bought a ton of stock in mah family's apple farm and he got rich by tradin' stocks and stuff.
Honestly, I don't understand much of that fancy stuff. I really only know about making bits the easy way: ya provide for them, then they put it in yer hand. I don't get the whole thing about 'credit' and such.
Anyways, I should probably get back to the story so I don’t bore ya to death...
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Fapplebloom sat on the small couch they'd managed to get up into the clubhouse, awkwardly looking at Filthy Rich. The tall brown father wore a semi-casual suit with a nice blue striped tie. His fur was, as normal, slicked down. His cutie mark shone as he sat across from her.
"I... wasn't... expecting this... most... important... brothel on this side of... Equestria to be run... by... fillies." Filthy choked out, rubbing the back of his neck.
Fapplebloom coughed, "I-I... I like… I uh... well..."
The awkward silence stretched out for several seconds as they continued to stare at each other. The other two members of the brothel had obviously not heard the cries, or they were choosing to ignore it. The latter was most believable.
'This is a rather... interesting place that you have here." Filthy commented. His eyes drifted around to the shelves of lubes, toys, etc. Upon the wall hung the largest sign:
Bits or GTFO
Fapplebloom chuckled, "We had ta make it clear to the majority of our customers enlightened on how ta pay."
The brown pony nodded, "Well... I guess... ahem." He cleared his throat, "Is this illegal?"
Fapplebloom cocked her head, "What do ya' mean?"
Pointing at her body, Filthy made a sweeping gesture, "Isn't this foalphillia?"
"Fillyawhut?" Fapplebloom cocked her head to the side.
"Having sex or being attracted to a minor." Filthy explained, "I could get into trouble with the law if I were to... partake in your services."
"Ah honestly have no idea what yer talkin' 'bout." Fapplebloom shrugged, "Honestly, we keep ya'll anonymous. We don't keep record."
"Well..." Filthy shifted his hooves, "Do you... provide condoms?"
"What's a condom?" Fapplebloom blinked, "We had Sweetie Butt cast an anti-pregnancy spell on us."
The eyes of the father widened, "You mean to tell me you don't use protection?"
"Nope. What's the point if ya gotta protect yourself?" She blinked.
Filthy looked down, "I-I... I'm... well... do you... have any.."
The awkwardness and the frustration of the moment built up. Finally, Fapplebloom gave a small huff.
"Look, are ya' gonna pay, or just gonna yap yer trap fer another hour and drive off the payin' customers?"
Filthy looked utterly taken aback for several seconds. He looked around, then he hastily pulled out a small sack of bits.
"I-I... I'm sorry Fapplebloom." He pulled out the sack.
Sighing, Fapplebloom smiled, "Yep. So... let's get down to business."
Filthy poured the bits out, "Thank you, I appreciate it. So, tell me, how much do I owe you?"
"Depends on if ya wanna pay by the hour or by the action." Fappleblom shrugged.
Filthy blinked a little bit, "How much is the hour?"
"Thirty bits for an hour, all expenses paid. Pick a room."
The stallion pondered a little bit, he shrugged, "Tell me, who is in each room?"
Fapplebloom pointed, "The one in the middle is mine. The one on the right only really does anal. The one on the left is does boobjobs."
Filthy coughed, "Well.. I'm much more into traditional sex. I'm wondering... tell me, what is your profession?"
Fappleboom blinked a little bit, "Eh, I just do straight up sex. You know, blow you and then have sex. Really just kinda normal."
Filthy looked down, "Well then... here is your money..." He forked over the bits and awkwardly coughed, "Let's... get to it."
Fapplebloom accepted the bits and placed them in a small chest, which she promptly locked tightly. She walked over to the room and opened the door, "After you."
Despite how formal she was being, internally she was on the verge of collapsing. She was about to fuck the father of her worst enemy.
It sounded so much worse when you put it like that, didn't it?
Filthy stepped inside the room and saw the small hooks on the wall for clothing. He shed his clothes and tie, hanging them neatly on the racks.
Fapplebloom walked over to the wall and hit a small panel. She removed it to reveal lube, dildos, and other bits that were the norm for a brothel.
Filthy rubbed the back of his neck, "How long have you three been... doing this?"
The filly turned around, "Ah never said anythin' about mah friends bein' apart of this..."
The stallion's face turned red, "I-I... I just assumed from... from the... well from the stories that my daughter gives me... that you three... would be..."
"Ah wouldn’t trust anythin' yer daughter says about us." Fapplebloom muttered, "She'll always make us out to be the devils."
Filthy opened his mouth, but instead he nodded and laid on his back. Fapplebloom quickly ran over and grabbed some nice cushions for him to lay on.
"Thank you." He slid them under himself, giving her a smile.
Fapplebloom nodded before she retrieved the lube. She looked to his back legs and chuckled, "Ya gotta open 'em if ya wanna get blown."
The pony complied quickly and opened his legs. She quickly got to surveying her prize.
The cock wasn't the biggest she'd ever seen, but he was still well endowed. It was brown, just like him, but had a few pink spots along it. She guessed it'd probably measure up to around 9-10 inches when it was erect. The girth was standard, but it would still be enjoyable.
"Mhm," she smirked, "Ah gotta say, fer the father of one of the fillies I hate da most, ya sure got a really good dick."
Filthy blinked, "Now wait just aaaaaaahhhhh...."
The filly reached out and gently put a hoof on his ball sack, slowly rubbing them in circles. She'd learned early on that a stallion always lasted longer if he was aroused first.
Slowly, she put a hoof on each of the orbs and began to knead them. Her warm hooves danced over them, stroking them gently and rolling them around. The warm feeling spread throughout the stallion, causing his flaccid member to rethink itself.
"T-That's... That's very... very good…" Filthy moaned, leaning back. He laid his head on his hooves gently.
The filly leaned down, gently letting her tongue lick up the orbs. His breath began to hasten as she opened her mouth, taking one of them into her mouth. Her tongue rolled along the outside, coating every inch in a warm thorough coating of saliva.
As he panted, he didn't notice another hoof gently sliding up towards his member. The hoof gently caressed the meat and began to rub the base slowly, teasing him.
Filthy Rich couldn't believe how well she was already doing.
Taking another minute to relax, she gently moved her mouth away from his balls, stopping to give each one a kiss before she moved up to his cock.
With a hoof still stroking the bottom, she slowly rubbed her tongue against the side. As he panted harder, she kissed the tip gently, rubbing her hoof in tandem with her licks and kisses. Before he could even think, she'd gotten him to half-mast.
The filly didn't waste time before she hefted herself onto his stomach, sitting so she faced his cock, using him as a balance, she put her front hooves forward and began rubbing both sides gently, making little circles to tease the length out.
Her handiwork was rewarded with the feeling of his cock finally erect. It was much longer than she expected, but she wasn't complaining.
She turned, "So, ya want a hoofjob, or a blowjob?"
Filthy blushed harder, "I think I might go with a blowjob."
Fapplebloom gave a sensual wink before she turned back to his cock. She kissed the tip before swirling her tongue around the top, placing her hooves on the bottom of the shaft and resuming her stroking motions.
Suddenly, she tasted the first drip of precum on her tongue. She lapped it up gently and blushed, smiling a little bit.
"Somepony is a little hot." She whisked her tail over him and gently took the head into her mouth.
Both parties moaned as she started to skillfully suck the length. She curled her lips over her teeth, then she took large breaths in her nose. As she continued, she lowered her head, taking enough that it hit the back of her throat.
Deciding that a little more teasing could never hurt, she began to bob her head just on the part that she had inside her mouth. She took her sweet time, letting her tongue work him up without giving him any release.
Filthy suddenly reached out and put his hooves on her head. She rolled her eyes and coughed around his meat, "Gimme a sec!"
Filthy blushed and removed his hooves, allowing her to resume. Taking a moment to breathe, she opened her throat up and took his cock inside.
Her head descended down upon his meat, going further and pressing into her warm canal. She swallowed every few seconds, giving him the satisfaction of her walls clenching down on him.
When she hit her limit, she'd gone about halfway down. Feeling confident in herself, she began to eagerly thrust her head upon the shaft, swallowing multiple times.
Filthy's body was a quivering and sweating mess. She moaned as did he, the two working together in tandem. He thrust his hips up when she went up, and vice versa.
The stallion grunted as she went even faster, his face screwing up gently. He put his hooves on her shoulders, pushing her down on his shaft. From experience, the filly knew she had to get ready.
She wrapped her throat and tongue around him, bobbing harder and faster than she normally would. Her two hooves stroked the meat she couldn’t get inside her, getting the two in a lovely position.
The first time his dick twitched, she was ready. She thrust her head down and held it there, braving the choking sensation and awaiting the load.
With another thrust, his seed unloaded into her throat. The warm, gooey liquid went down, filling her little stomach up. It continued and continued, going on and on. She gave herself a mental high five for such a good job well done.
As it continued, she saw Filthy. His face was relaxed, perfectly tranquil, overall a mixture of pleasure and relief. For the moment, she allowed herself to calm down, letting the tension relax.
After she'd managed to swallow most of it, she lifted her head up and caught the last few drops in her mouth. Taking a minute to steel herself, she hit her chest and swallowed the remainder.
"That was... that was... amazing..." Filthy whispered, "I-I... I mean... that was the best blowjob I ever had."
Fapplebloom smirked, "Y'all ain't seen nothin' yet~"
She walked over and pulled her personal cushion over, laying on it gently. She slowly grabbed a pair of socks, then she smirked, "Let's see how big daddy stallion is in bed~"
She took each sock and slowly licked it from top to bottom, taking time to show every single drop that fell onto the fabric. Without even knowing it, Filthy felt his member begin to erect.
She smirked and turned just enough so he couldn’t see her small slit. Taking her back right hoof, she opened the sock up and played with the band, snapping it back and forth.
Filthy had to restrain himself from drooling as she pulled the sock slowly over her hoof and down toward her honeypot. The filly moaned as it snapped around her inner thigh, hugging tightly. Her hoof danced right around her crotch, grabbing the next sock.
She repeated the same motion with the other, pulling it down her hoof at just the right angle so he couldn’t see his prize. Finally, the band snapped around and her two socks were on.
"Now..." She gently turned, crossing her legs over her slit, "Let's see what daddy can do~"
Opening her legs, Rich was greeted with the sight of a dripping wet slit ready for him. The pink pony pussy dripped onto the floor, forming a small pool.
Filthy wasted no time. He trotted over and pushed her shoulders down, holding her still. Fapplebloom could only moan as he positioned his warm head at the beginning of her entrance.
"Call me daddy again~" He whispered, biting her ear gently.
"Fuck me daddy!" She purred, "Fuck me hard..."
He blushed and he nodded, "I think that is what you need, a little punishment~"
With that, his head sank down into the warm cavern that was her filly vagina. The two kissed as the cockhead pushed deeper into her walls, pushing them apart in a way that hurt but hurt so good. Deeper... deeper it went, never stopping until finally their hips met in a glorious smack...
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Get yer hoof away from yer crotch!
Ah gotta explain somethin' real quick. If ya wanna fap, you better pay. We're stayin' open late for you, so don't think you can go do that without us.
Anyways, about the whole 'he went all inside thing'. See, we got Sweetie to borrow a book from Twilight about vacuums. After a lot of research, talking and some… persuasion, we managed to create what we dubbed the 'bottomless filly spell'.
Basically, it makes it so that ah could take anything length into mah. It uses a vacuum to fake the distance of mah pussy and such. It's kinda complicated.
Anyways, back to the story. Hmm... well, lemme skip a little bit...
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"Daddddddyyy~!" Fapplebloom indulged him as he relentlessly pounded into her tiny couch.
The stallion growled and held her down, his cock pistoning in and out of her. The warmth they put off mixed with the aroma only began to make them only thrust faster and faster onto each other.
The giant meat invading her most private innards only caused the filly to be more turned on. She gasped and cried out in tandem with him (the walls were soundproof, thankfully).
The two locked together. Each time he thrust inside, he'd hold in for a split second and tear it back out. The way he drove into her pleasure buttons was incredible, simply stunning.
"Daddy~! Ahhh~!" Fapplebloom cried again, thrusting her hips onto him with a renewed vigour.
The stallion growled and nipped her ear, pushing his hips into her even harder. The faster they went, the faster it seemed both of them were going to pass out from the sheer pleasure of it.
"A-Ah'm gonna cum!" Fapplebloom gasped. She couldn’t hold on, not with the giant meat continually pounding her.
It was so big, so beautiful. It drove her higher and higher up into the atmosphere, where her mind faded and was replaced with euphoria. Her orgasm seemed to explode the faster he went.
He growled, "T-Then I'm going to!" He slammed up into her and set his jaw, groaning.
The two cried out together one final time as they slammed themselves together. Their orgasms washed down upon them as they both felt themselves cum.
The seed that was shot into her was countered by the burning tightness of her walls. The two remained locked together as orgasmic desire washed down and exploded into them.
The cum leaked out as her walls continued to milk him for everything he had. Luckily for her, he did not disappoint and he filled her up, then some.
As the two died down, Filthy slowly pulled himself out of her with an audible 'pop'. The two lay there, groaning and panting in desire as Fapplebloom was the first to speak.
"Filthy... do ya know anythin' about yer daughter?"
Rich blinked, "I-I... well... I don't know what happens with you and her."
Fapplebloom crawled over and pushed herself up, "She's mean to us. She called us whores and all sorts of mean stuff. Ah don't even think she knows what the words mean... but it's worse than we hear here on a daily basis.
The stallino nodded, "I-I'll try and have a talk with her."
Fapplebloom sighed, "Somethin' tells me that... no matter what ya do, she'll still be mean to us..."
Filthy looked down, "I-I..."
Suddenly, the filly kissed his nose, "But ya'll are amazin' in bed~ I wouldn’t mind havin' ya around in the clubhouse again."
Filthy nodded, "I'll talk to Diamond Tiara. I'm sorry this happens to you. I'll talk to the other two before I go to get the whole story."
"That'da be best." Fapplebloom smiled, "See ya'll around?"
The stallion smirked, "Yep, I'll see you definitely soon~"
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Well, did ya'll like that story? Well, it ain't over yet. There's one more thing that y'all should hear, and probably it'll explain why ya knew about us…
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"Blank flanks, Blank flanks!" Diamond called, smirking at the trio.
The two crusaders gave a huff, but Applebloom shrugged. She turned, "Just ignore 'em, tey probably don't even know anythin' about us."
"Easier said than done." Scoots muttered.
"Well, what do we have here?" Silver walked forward, "Three whores all in one pla-"
"Diamond Tiara!" Filthy Rich called, "It's time to go!"
Diamond pouted, "Five more minutes daddy?"
"No!" He called back, "And if I see you antagonizing those fillies we'll have some issues to discuss!"
Diamond pouted, "Fine! I'm coming!"
The pink filly scowled at the trio before she scampered back to her father. As she began to walk, Filthy turned, "Applebloom?"
The filly perked up and walked over casually, "Yes'Ir?"
The stallion looked around before he gently leaned down, "I got some good news for you. I put in a good word with some contacts. They'll help direct ponies looking for your kinds of services towards the town. Thought it could help make up for the fact of what my daughter has been doing to you..."
Applebloom beamed, "Oh thank you sir, thank you thank you!"
The stallion smirked, "Don't fret though, I'll be seeing you three more often now that I know where you all are~"
Rich winked at her before he walked away, catching up to his filly. Applebloom smiled before she heard the noise of her two friends coming.
"What was that about?" Sweetie asked, walking up to stand beside her.
Applebloom chuckled, "Nothin', ah just got us a new regular at the clubhouse~"
Scoots blinked, "Wait, what about Diamond Tiara?"
The yellow filly thought about it, "Well, she's not gonna change. But hey, at least we can think of one thing to keep our minds offa it!"
"What's that?" Sweetie blinked.
"We're screwin' her father," she chuckled, "And wait till she finds out where all her daddies' bits are goin'~!"
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Well, that's that. I guess y'all probably got directed here by one of Filthy's contacts.
Anyways, I don't know what y'all gonna do now that you got that story, but that's not up to us, now is it?
Come back anytime, we're always open!
And next time, bring some bits~!
