Author's Note
Hello viewers!
My story has gained a lot of popularity in the past few days! Thank you guys so much! So, to show my gratitude, when this story gets 350 views, then I will start working on the sequel I have planned! So good luck guys!
~MLRNitevision
Transfer Student
‘Welcome to Ponyville Community College’. The sign seemed to mock the black bat pony as he nervously wandered past, trying desperately to find his way to class. ‘Late on the first day at my new school!’ He mused. ‘Every pony will laugh at me!’ Despite his intrepidation, he carried on. B wing. Why was it so hard for him to find? ‘Why is it even CALLED a wing? The building doesn’t even LOOK like a Pegasus, so how could it have WINGS?’ The stallion was so lost in thought, that he didn’t notice that his current path intersected a group of mares, standing in a circle. As a result of this, he crashed right into the middle of them.
“Watch it!” Applebloom snapped.
“I’m so sorry…” Nitevision responded, trying to keep the panic from creeping into his voice.
“Hey wait a minute…” Scootaloo started. “I know you from somewhere.”
‘Was this true?’ The bat pony wondered. “I think you might be mistaken miss…” Nitevision responded. But something about the mares voice….it seemed so familiar.
“I’ve got it!” Sweetie Belle shouted, causing Nitevision to jump. “You were a Cutie Mark Crusader! But…not from the Ponyville branch…you were the one who moved, aren’t you!” Nitevision looked up, and his heart melted. It was her! His fillyhood crush…she looked beautiful…more so than he remembered! Her coat was whiter than a fresh snowfall…the colours of her mane even more vibrant than he remembered. It was as if someone had opened a floodgate of memories, as his past came back to him all at once.
It was a rainy day, years ago. He still remembered his mother, tears in her eyes, telling him to pack his stuff. They were leaving town. “Say goodbye to your friends Nite, and meet me back here in an hour.” She said. Minutes later, Nitevision and the other Cutie Mark Crusaders were sitting in the Clubhouse, all of them on the brink of tears, yet each of them refused to let the others see them cry…especially Scootaloo. Applebloom broke the silence. “Promise you’ll visit us when you get your Cutie Mark.” She ordered.
“I will.” Nitevision promised.
“Be sure to write us when you get there,” Scootaloo told him. “We’ll write you a letter every week!”
“I promise…” Nitevison replied, choking on a sob.
“One more thing.” Sweetie Belle said. “Make sure you start a Cutie Mark Crusader branch…wherever you end up.” Sweetie Belle was the only one of the group that Nitevision had told….that he and his mother had no idea where they were going…
“You got it…” Nitevision said. He gave up fighting his emotions. A silver tear rolled down his cheek, staining his black fur. Sweetie Belle used her hoof to gently wipe the tear away, and smiled. “Look me in the eye Nitevision.” She ordered. When Nitevision did not respond, she put a hoof under his chin, and raised his head to look at him. “This isn’t the last time we’ll see each other. I promise. Cross my heart and hope to fly…” was all she managed to get out.
“How long has it been?” Applebloom’s voice snapped him out of his trance.
“Too long…” Nitevision replied. “I got my Cutie Mark…” he said, with a sad smile. “It’s a bat…just like me.”
“Sweet!” Scootaloo said. “That’s pretty cool.”
“Where did you…end up, if you don’t mind my asking?” Applebloom asked.
Nitevision had prepared himself for this question. “Well…we ended up in Whinnieappolis. Or…at least, I did. I’m not sure what happened to my mom. All I remember, is she told me to stay in the cardboard box we were using as a shelter, and wait for her to come back…that was three years ago today.”
Scootaloo swallowed, and Applebloom immediately regretted asking. Sweetie Belle was the only one who appeared to not be phased by this…which Scootaloo found odd, but she didn’t want to point it out.
“If I remember correctly,” Scootaloo said, in a desperate attempt to change the subject, “you used to have a HUGE crush on Sweetie Belle…In fact, I think you still do!”
The statement caused the snow white Unicorn to blush, and Nitevision to take a half step back. “D-do not!” He stuttered.
“Look at him.” Applebloom said, with a mocking smile. “He’s sweating more than a pig wearing a fur coat in the middle of the summer!” Admittedly, Applebloom’s expressions had gotten a little harder to understand since the three of them had moved to the city.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Sweetie Belle asked, not bothering to even TRY to mask the edge in her voice.
“You know,” Scootaloo said, “I think she likes HIM too!”
Nitevision had heard enough. His wings unfolded suddenly, and he took to the skies. In his haste, he neglected to notice a sheet of paper had fallen from his saddle bag. The sheet drifted down, landing at Sweetie Belle’s feet.
“Two Thirty-Seven.” Applebloom read aloud. “Wonder what that means!”
“Hopefully it isn’t something too important…” Scootaloo observed.
Neither of the mares noticed that Sweetie Belle had picked up the paper, folded it in half, and placed it into her saddle bag.
“Did you see how fast he took off?” Applebloom chuckled.
“I bet you fifty bits Nitevision has a crush on Sweetie Belle.” Scootaloo responded.
“You’re on!” Applebloom accepted the challenge.
“Sweetie Belle, you in?” Scootaloo asked. “Sweetie Belle?” The earth pony and Pegasus looked around for their friend, who was nowhere to be found.
“Think we might have had a little bit too much fun with them?” Applebloom asked.
“We might have gone a little too far this time.” Scootaloo admitted.
Nitevision was hiding under the covers of his bed. In his haste to get away from the teasing, he had dropped the page with his dorm room number. As it turned out, he had a photographic memory of sorts, that he didn’t even know he could use! His room was 237. Or…was it 732? Or perhaps it was 372? No…he was just confusing himself. 237, he decided, was the number he would check first. If he was wrong, there were only a limited number of combinations, weren’t there? The bat pony frowned. How many three digit combinations could there possibly be? 000…001…002…003…well, there were four of them…his train of thought trailed off. What was he doing? Oh yes, he was looking for room 237.
After what seemed hours of searching, he had finally found the room. In reality, it had only taken him ten minutes, but this particular bat pony had a distorted sense of time. It had then occurred to him, that he was very tired. It had been a long journey back to Ponyville. Maybe a nap wasn’t such a bad idea…
He was on the brink of sleep when he was rudely awakened by the sound of some pony knocking. ‘I’m coming!’ is what he had meant to say. But, in his groggy, half-awake state, what ended up coming out was essentially “Murble Grish Nak!” The knocking ceased momentarily and a mare’s voice drifted through the wall. “Are you going to open the door, or do I have to keep knocking?”
Nitevision scrambled to get to his hooves. “I’m coming Sweetie-“his voice trailed off, as he opened the door. The mare standing in the hall was NOT in fact Sweetie Belle, but Silver Spoon.
“So much for being friends first,” the mare said.
“What do you want, Silver Spoon?” Nitevision asked. True, it had been years since he had seen this particular mare, but it appeared to him that she hadn’t changed a bit…
“I need a towel.” Silver Spoon said, ignoring the hostile tone in Nitevision’s voice. “Do you have one for me?”
“No.” He stated flatly. “I don’t.” It now occurred to the bat pony that Silver Spoon’s mane was dripping wet. He felt his heart beat a little bit faster at this realization. Silver Spoon grinned ear to ear.
“Well, that’s too bad.” She said, faking a yawn. “Mind if I stay with you?”
Without even waiting for an answer, the mare pushed past him, and flopped down, right on his bed, then patted the space next to her, beckoning him to join her.
“Come now,” she said, “you look tired. Come rest.”
All of this had happened to quickly for him to respond.
“N-no!” He protested. “I’m already in love with Sweetie Bel-“he tried desperately to cut himself off, but it was too late. Silver Spoon grinned.
“So the rumors are true!” She observed.
“Leave. Now.” Nitevision growled.
This caught Silver Spoon off guard momentarily. For as long as she had known Nitevision, he had never been aggressive…she would have to exploit this, but at a later date.
“But your bed is soooo much more comfortable than mine!” The mare said, stretching out her body in an attempt to emphasize her comfort. Nitevision decided he had had enough. He casually strolled over to the far wall, and opened the window.
“What are you doing?” Silver Spoon asked.
“You can go through the door,” Nitevision pointed at it. “Or you can go through the window.” He nodded towards it. “Choice is yours.”
Silver Spoon pouted. She knew he was serious. This wasn’t over, she decided.
“Fine, have it your way.” Her wet body had left an outline on the bed, a result of her having just gotten out of the shower in an attempt to seduce him. Clearly, this had failed, which annoyed her, but in a strange way, amused the grey mare. As she walked past Nitevision, she flicked her tail, sending a small barrage of water droplets onto the bat pony’s body. He didn’t notice. Nitevision was too busy staring at the stain on his sheets, and picturing Sweetie Belle in its place.
Sweetie Belle grasped the paper close to her. She knew what the three numbers printed below the Ponyville University logo meant. It was the number of Nitevision’s dorm room. She had wanted to reunite with him, just not with her friends around. They always made jokes out of everything. Especially Scootaloo...always was teasing her… While it was true that Sweetie Belle had eyes for Nitevision, she didn’t want everyone to know about it. Not yet, at least. It suddenly occurred to the mare that perhaps the reason Scootaloo was mocking her so much, was because she too, wanted Nitevision’s attention? The thought alone made her angry. She wanted to buck something…or perhaps, someone…but no. Rarity had attempted to teach her to be a lady, and that’s what she wanted to be. Rarity had taught her that ladies do NOT express their anger. Which Sweetie Belle found somewhat confusing, as Rarity often times got mad at her, on occasion even YELLING at the mare. The snow white Unicorn dismissed this, and went back to her quest. Where was room 237? She took a deep breath, and visibly relaxed. ‘If I am currently here,’ the mare wondered, ‘and I want to get there,’ Sweetie Belle jabbed a hoof at the map she held. ‘Then what’s the quickest route to-‘Her train of thought was cut short as she slammed right in to “Silver Spoon?” The mare asked in surprise. What are YOU doing here…and why are you all wet?”
“Oh, this?” Silver Spoon asked, with a taunting grin. “I just came from Nitevision’s room. His bed is soooo comfortable.” The mare shook out her mane, effectively getting Sweetie Belle wet. Sweetie Belle found this odd. She had thought time had changed Silver Spoon, the way the time of year changed the seasons…at least, that’s what Scootaloo would say. Scootaloo…the mere thought of the mare’s name caused Sweetie Belle to snap. To Tartarus with Rarity, AND her teachings! Silver Spoon had crossed the line. Sweetie Belle’s hooves shot out, wrapping around the grey Earth Pony’s throat. Silver Spoon let out a small shriek of surprise. She wanted to get Sweetie Belle upset, but not mad! Sweetie Belle’s face darkened, as an evil smile spread across her face.
“You know that sound an empty can makes when you stand on it?” The snow white mare asked. Silver Spoon gulped. This was NOT going according to plan.
“Y-yeah, what about it?” She asked.
“It turns out a pony makes the same noise when you hit them hard enough.” Sweetie Belle said as she slammed the mare into the wall of lockers behind her, watched as the pony slid to the ground, and then turned to walk away.
“Bravo. Good show!” The voice caused Sweetie Belle to stop dead in her tracks. Hadn’t she hit Silver Spoon hard enough to knock her out?
Fearing the worst, the snow white Unicorn turned to face the owner of the voice. As it turned out, it wasn’t Silver Spoon…
It was Trixie.
“I’m impressed, Sweetie Belle. I didn’t think you had it in you to hit another mare, especially not Silver Spoon!” Trixie laughed. It was not a pretty sound.
“W-what are you planning to do with that information?” Sweetie Belle asked, fearfully.
“Oh, nothing, just as long as you do exactly what I tell you, for as long as I tell you, or until I get bored with you. Whichever comes last!” Sweetie Belle’s ears folded back and her face fell. Trixie could be so cruel…but then again, if Trixie told anyone what she had done…she could be suspended…expelled even! It appeared that this was her only option…
“Alright Trixie…” Sweetie Belle sighed. “You’ve got a deal.”
“Wonderful!” The blue Unicorn’s face lit up with excitement. “This is the beginning of a beautiful…” Trixie paused, as if she didn’t know what to say next. “…partnership.” Sweetie Belle sighed. This was going to be a long year.
“One more thing,” Trixie stated. “I’m tired of walking to class. I want you to carry me.” Sweetie Belle’s jaw dropped. This was an outrageous request! Trixie took her silence for an answer and jumped onto Sweetie Belle’s back. The Unicorn blushed as Trixie’s hoof brushed across her flank.
“Hurry along now,” Trixie taunted. “I don’t want to be late for class!”
‘I don’t want to be late for class’ Sweetie Belle mocked.
“What was that?” Trixie challenged.
“Nothing!” Sweetie Belle blushed. She had not intended for Trixie to hear her.
“That’s what I Thought.” Trixie said forcefully. Sweetie Belle trembled. But this time, it wasn’t from the weight of the mare on top of her…Trixie used her magic to summon a whip from thin air, and cracked it over her head. Sweetie Belle broke into a full on run, nearly causing Trixie to fall off.
“Whoa there!” Trixie called, causing Sweetie Belle to slow down. “The Great and Powerful Trixie requires Peanut Butter Crackers.” Sweetie Belle absolutely HATED it when Trixie referred to herself in the third person…but what could she do? Trixie was on her fifth year at Ponyville University…Sweetie Belle was just a freshmare…
“Giddy up little horsey” Trixie teased. Admittedly, she may have been having a little too much fun with her new slave… But what did she care? She was the Great and Powerful Trixie! No pony was her equal, and it had become her goal to make sure every pony knew it. “I heard you were looking for a pony by the name of Nitevision.” Trixie said casually, using her magic to file her hooves. “What if I were to tell you I knew where to find him?” Sweetie Belle pondered this for a moment. Could it possibly be true? Or was Trixie playing tricks on her? Sweetie Belle decided it was worth the risk.
“Okay Trixie. I’ll bite. Where is he?”
Trixie quickly retracted her hoof. “No biting! The Great and Powerful Trixie does NOT like to be bit!”
Sweetie Belle rolled her eyes.
“Not what I meant.” She explained.
“Oh. Well, in that case…” Trixie continued. “I know where to find him. I’ll direct you to his dorm after you take me to class.” Along the way, they passed the semiconscious form of Silver Spoon.
“Mother of Celestia” Trixie cursed. “How hard did you HIT her?”
“Hard enough to get the point across,” Sweetie Belle shot back.
After what seemed like hours, Sweetie Belle dropped Trixie off at the door to her classroom.
“We had a deal, Trixie. I took you to class, now you have to tell me where to find Nitevision.”
“I suppose, the Great and Powerful Trixie is a mare of her word.” The blue Unicorn mused. “His dorm is halfway down the hall.”
Sweetie Belle gave a silent grin, and then walked away. Finally, she was able to see her old friend.
Sweetie Belle knocked softly on the door.
“Go away Silver Spoon! I told you, I’m already in love with Sweetie Belle!” Nitevision shouted. Sweetie Belle took a step back…on the one hoof, he had called her Silver Spoon…on the other hoof…had he just professed his love for her?
She knocked again.
“Give it up Silver Spoon!” Nitevision shouted again, getting angry.
“I hate to say this,” Sweetie Belle’s soothing voice drifted through the door. “But we won’t be hearing from her for a looooong time.”
Nitevision froze. Was Silver Spoon playing a trick on him? Could she manipulate her voice to match Sweetie Belle’s? He decided it was worth the risk. Hopping down from his perch on the ceiling, he moved swiftly to the door, and opened it. “Sweetie Belle?” he asked, in complete shock. “It’s really you?” The mare smiled. “Yes Nitevision, it’s really me.” She said. His heart melted. After all these years….here she was. His love for her had never ceased…in fact, the separation had only strengthened their bond…
“Would you like some cocoa?” Nitevision offered. The snow white unicorn nodded. Cocoa sounded nice. Nitevision smiled, and then took off towards the kitchen. Sweetie Belle watched from a distance, staring at the stallion’s tail. ‘Has it always been such a wonderful shade of blue?’ She wondered. So lost in thought was she, that Sweetie Belle failed to notice when Nitevision returned. “I uh…brought the cocoa…” He said nervously. Sweetie Belle looked up, staring at the large, smooth, mug of cocoa in Nitevision’s hoof. He smiled awkwardly, and set the mug down in front of her, then took his place at the table. “So what happened in your day today,” the bat pony asked, hoping to pick up where they had left off, so many years ago.
“Funny you should ask.” The mare replied. Nitevision’s attention had been caught by the mare’s brilliantly white smile. He loved her smile…it was so much more beautiful than his…he was a monster. Where a normal pony had small, pearly white teeth, Nitevision had fangs. Sharp. Ferocious…deadly…how could any pony like him? He subconsciously ran his tongue over one of the fangs, and then flinched as his sharp teeth sliced it open. Blood trickled down his chin, and Sweetie Belle screamed. “Nitevision,” She shouted. “You’re bleeding!” Nitevision opened his mouth. “It was an accident.” He replied. “I forgot how sharp my fangs are…” Sweetie Belle smiled. She knew how to remedy the situation. “Open your mouth Nite. I know what to do.” The stallion did as he was told. Sweetie Belle took a step forward, and snaked her tongue into his mouth, licking the wound clean, then retracted it, blood dripping from her mouth as well. She wiped her muzzle with a hoof, and then chuckled. “Better?” She asked. Nitevision was too stunned to react. In a way, the mare’s bloody muzzle made her look like she was wearing lipstick. This was too much for Nitevision to handle. He started laughing. Soon Sweetie Belle was laughing too, having momentarily forgotten her troubles with Trixie. Soon, she was laughing so hard that she collapsed, landing on top of Nitevision, who blushed madly. “Sweetie Belle…” he started.
“Yes?” The mare responded, rolling over, looking him in the eye, and brushing a loose strand of her mane from in front of her face. “What is it Nitevision?” The stallion paused. He wasn’t sure how to say this. “Can you do me a favour?” He asked.
“Anything for you,” The mare replied.
“Can you please remove your knee from my stomach?” Nitevision asked. Sweetie Belle looked down, blushed, and then moved back ever so slightly.
“Better?” She asked.
“Much better,” Nitevision said with a grin. “Do you happen to know what time it is?” He asked.
“Uh…” Sweetie Belle looked around. “Ten thirty.” The mare replied. “Oh buck! I’m going to get in trouble if I don’t get back before curfew!” Nitevision frowned. The mare had left her cocoa untouched.
“Before you go…” He started. “Promise me one thing?”
“What is it Nitevision?” She asked, fearing the answer.
“Promise me you’ll visit soon?” He asked. Sweetie Belle nodded.
“That shouldn’t be too much trouble.” She decided, with a giggle.
“Then I will see you in the morning!” Nitevision said excitedly. Sweetie Belle grinned, kissed him on the nose, then stood up and exited the room. “Good night!” She called.
“See you in the morning!” Nitevision called after her, as she closed the door quietly. He sighed, then crawled in to his bed, and drifted off to sleep. ‘What a great first day.’ was his last thought before he fell fast asleep.
Chapter 2 Chemicals and Romance!
Chapter 2 Chemicals and Romance!
"Are you sure he's asleep?' A mare's voice...it was familiar, but he couldn't place it.
"I'm pretty sure." A second mare's voice. He knew this one too, but he wasn't fully aware of who it was.
"I told you to make sure BEFORE we broke in Silver Spoon!" The first voice growled.
"How am I supposed to do that Diamond Tiara?" The second voice whined. Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara? What were these two doing here at this hour?
"Just lay down and let's just get this over with!" Diamond Tiara ordered. Nitevision felt something on the bed next to him. What was going on? Suddenly, he grinned as an idea came into his mind. He moved very slowly to not attract attention. It worked. Somehow, he managed to turn his body so that he was facing Silver Spoon. The mare didn't notice. Nitevision heard something. It sounded like a camera shutter...but why would these two be...he realized what was happening moments too late. Silver Spoon's trying to make Sweetie Belle think I was sleeping with her! He thought, his face contorting with rage. Moving with a speed and silence known only to the Bat Pony race, Nitevision jumped out of the bed, positioned himself right behind Diamond Tiara, and then wrapped his hooves around her without warning. The mare shrieked, and dropped the camera, causing her companion to let out a scream. When Diamond Tiara flipped on the lights, she didn't see the Bat Pony anywhere. She turned around, desperately searching for her attacker. Without warning, Silver Spoon let out a cry of surprise. Diamond Tiara whirled around. "That's not funny Nitevision!" She cried. The Bat Pony in question simply snickered. He had no intention of letting his prey go so easily. They had to learn that they could not just mess with him without consequence. True, he did have the handicap of not being able to see in the light, but no matter. He was about to begin picking up the mares and dropping them onto the floor from the ceiling, when his fun was interrupted by a knock at the door. No doubt this was the campus police, come to investigate the screams. He opened the door.
"I can explain!" He began. His voice trailed off as he realized that he was not in fact addressing the police, but in fact, Sweetie Belle!
"Oh?" The Unicorn with the vanilla coat asked, raising an eyebrow. Within moments of analyzing the room, Sweetie Belle determined what had occurred. "Having fun are we?" She asked. Nitevision dropped from the ceiling, and sat at the mare's hooves, allowing her to pat him on the head. "And you two?" Sweetie Belle taunted, addressing the other mares in the room. Silver Spoon shook her head, and Diamond Tiara just swallowed nervously. "Now. I want you two to leave, and never come back here. Ever."
"But..." Silver Spoon started.
"Have you forgotten what happened earlier?" Sweetie Belle warned. "Or do I need to remind you?"
Silver Spoon gulped and shook her head.
"Then leave." Sweetie Belle ordered. The mares hung their heads and walked out the door. Nitevision could have sworn he had heard Silver Spoon mutter 'This isn't over' as she passed, but a single glare from Sweetie Belle put a stop to that.
"Maybe you should come over to my place for a late night study session Nitevision." Sweetie Belle offered. Nitevision nodded. He suddenly felt very afraid to be alone.
"Let's go" the snow white Unicorn beckoned, and Nitevision followed.
Sweetie Belle unlocked the door to her dorm room. The lights were off, so the mare turned them on. The sight that greeted the pair, caused Nitevision's blood to run cold. The dorm looked like a tornado had touched down in it, with papers strewn this way and that, with no rhyme nor reason to them. The same thought occurred to Bat and Unicorn simultaneously.
"Silver Spoon!" They said at the same time.
"We should go after her!" Nitevision growled.
"No...let's stay and clean up first." Sweetie Belle suggested. "We can report this in the morning." She flashed a grin, which implied she was hiding something. But like most things, this was lost on Nitevision.
"Well, if you say so..." He said.
"Oh, I say so." Sweetie Belle said, a droplet of saliva forming at the corner of the mare's mouth. She was hungry...but not for food. She was a hunter, and Nitevision was her prey. Perhaps, he hadn't noticed that there was something suspicious about the mess. Perhaps he had failed to notice that the door wasn't locked, that she had pretended to use her key. Perhaps he hadn't noticed that it was her, that had made the mess in an attempt to get Nitevision alone in her dorm at night? A grin spread across her face. She had been waiting for this for a long time. She turned around, gently running her tail underneath Nitevision's nose. The Bat Pony simply sneezed. Sweetie Belle sighed.
"Nitevision, are you getting tired at all?" She asked. Nitevision shook his head.
"I don't usually sleep at night. Tonight was an exception, it was a long way to fly from Whinnieapolis to here."
Sweetie Belle cursed under her breath. How did she forget that? Nitevision was a Bat Pony, and from what she remembered, Bats were nocturnal. Maybe if rest wouldn't motivate him...
"Would you like some blackberries? There's a bush outside the dorm, I picked them this morning." She offered.
"Sure!" Nitevision was excited to be able to eat. Sweetie Belle smiled.
"I just need you to do me one quick thing." She requested.
"What's that?" The Bat Pony asked.
"Help me clear off the table? I'd do it myself, but the stacks are so heavy...it would take me all night!" She complained.
"So use your magic!" Nitevision suggested. Sweetie Belle gave a frustrated sigh. Clearly, this was not working. Time to switch up my game plan...no more helpless mare. Clearly he's the submissive type. No matter, I can play that way. The mare thought. If he's gonna be submissive, then I'll have to play the dominant role.
"When you're done there," she said "you can have your snack." Nitevision simply nodded, and began to organize the papers as best he could by placing his front hooves on the table. His tail swished back and forth, the mindless gesture mesmerizing Sweetie Belle. Has his tail always been that shade of blue? She wondered. It looked like cotton candy... Maybe just one little taste... The mare's mouth watered. She was so lost in her own thoughts that she neglected to notice that she was no longer looking at his tail, but at her reflection in his goggles.
"Um...Sweetie Belle?" He asked, jolting the mare back to the present
"Yes Nitevision?" She asked.
"I uh...finished the stack..." He replied.
"Good boy..." Sweetie Belle said. "Now time for your reward!"
Nitevision cocked his head. He hadn't heard anything about a reward...
"Close your eyes!" Sweetie Belle said. Nitevision did as he was told.
he was told. Moments later, he felt something like short pieces of hair, along with small...bumps...it seemed at first squishy, but a bit firm, the surface was a bit sticky, and when he bit it, sweet juices flowed out.
"Blackberries!" He said, his mouth full of the fruit. Sweetie Belle nodded, then put one of them into her own mouth, and allowed the juices to flow out. She smiled at him. He smiled back, but this time, he noticed something...odd...about the mare's smile.
"S-shouldn't we be getting back to work?" He asked, glancing at the mare's eyes.
"I would like nothing more." She replied, but Nitevision noticed that the Unicorn's tail had knocked the papers off of the table and on to the floor. "But I'm getting tired..."
"Then I can go home and you can go to bed!" Nitevision offered. Sweetie Belle smacked her forehead with her hoof, then grabbed Nitevision by the tail and dragged him over to her bed. The mare then proceeded to toss Nitevision onto the mattress, then crawled in over the top of him, pausing for a moment to brush a loose strand of mane from her eye, then pinned Nitevision's shoulders to the bed, as her tail tangled into his. She leaned forward, allowing her tongue to roll into his mouth. The Bat Pony proceeded to pass out.
When Nitevision awoke the next morning, three things occurred to him at once: one, he hadn't remembered wandering home the night before...two, this wasn't his bed...and three, he wasn't alone. He looked over his shoulder, at what appeared to be a white ball of fur. Nitevision reached up and felt for his glasses. They weren't on his face, so he felt around for them and located the object on the nightstand. He slowly placed them over his eyes, and rolled over to see what was lying next to him. His heart skipped a beat. It was Sweetie Belle...a stray shaft of sunlight illuminating her snow white fur, which sparkled as she stirred. What did I do last night? He wondered. The blackberry juice stains around the mare's mouth reminded him. Very gently, the Bat Pony laid his head down next to Sweetie Belle's, then proceeded to lick the juice off of her muzzle. Sweetie Belle stirred.
"Oh, NOW you want to be romantic?" She teased.
"I was just hungry...." he admitted.
"Still want to get breakfast?" Sweetie Belle offered.
"Did Celestia raise the sun for a week while Luna was off at Space Camp?" Nitevision responded. Clearly, he had not been very good at History class...
"Sure." She smiled. "Shall we?"
Nitevision crawled out of bed first, then paused to look back at her. She was beautiful...her body up to her chest was wrapped in the sheets. Her eyes sparkled in the light.
"You coming?" He asked. Sweetie Belle nodded and slid out of bed, reaching for her bag.
"I'll meet you outside, I just need to get ready." She winked.
"Okay! See you soon!" Nitevision took a step out the door, and immediately crashed into Snips, the star quarterback for the University. The school was looking at an undefeated season, all thanks to Snips...
Walking along next to him was Spitfire, the gym coach. A silver whistle hung around her neck, and when it flashed in the light, it captured Nitevision's attention, to the point that he didn't notice that Snips was shouting at him.
"HEY!" Hey shouted angrily. "YOU LISTENING TO SNIPS?" He yelled. Nitevision shook his head. Snips readied a blast of magic, while Spitfire looked down at her clipboard.
"Let him go Snips!" Another male shouted. Nitevision, Snips, and Spitfire all looked over at the same time, to see a red Unicorn charging at them with impressive speed. Snips' feeble mind registered what was about to happen - only seconds too late. The red Unicorn slammed into him, sending both Snips and Nitevision spiraling to the ground.
"You okay?" The Unicorn asked.
"Yeah! Who are you?" Nitevision asked.
"I'm Fire Alloy. I don't care who you are." He replied.
"I'm Nite-" The Bat Pony was interrupted by the Unicorn, who shoved a hoof over his mouth.
"I said I don't care who you are." Fire Alloy growled. Spitfire raced over to Snips's side, having witnessed her star player hit the ground with no protective gear. Sweetie Belle stepped out of her dorm room, her mane dripping wet.
"Sorry I'm late boys!" She said, flipping her soggy mane as Rarity would have. "Rarity says a mare never goes out in public without washing her mane first." She shifted her saddle bag from one side to the other.
"You're all wet!" Nitevision pointed out. Sweetie Belle knocked her head against the wall several times, and Fire Alloy just shook his head disapprovingly. Even the Unicorn had known that the mare was trying to seduce the Bat with her dripping wet mane, and clearly this had failed.
"Hey sugar cube!" A familiar voice with a southern accent called. "What are you up to?" It was Apple Bloom!
"Just saving this kid's flank." He replied.
"Oh hey Nitevision! Morning Sweetie Belle!" Apple Bloom called as she walked over. "What are you two up to today?"
"We were going to get breakfast, care to join us?" Sweetie Belle offered.
"Sure! Hey, Nitevision's here awful early..." the yellow Earth Pony observed.
"He stayed with me last night." The vanilla Unicorn replied, casually.
"But you only have one bed...and a lady never makes her friends sleep on the floor...and..." Suddenly, the situation registered to Apple Bloom. "You slept with him last night?" She shouted. At this juncture, Nitevision hacked, coughed, and pulled a hair matching Sweetie Belle's mane from his throat.
"Alright, I admit it, sleeping isn't the ONLY thing I did with him last night." Apple Bloom's eyebrows shot up. "You mean the rumors about ya'll are true?"
"Well, yes. However, he did pass out the moment I got him in the bed..." Sweetie Belle explained sadly.
"That would make things...difficult..." Apple Bloom said softly. "So do you mind if we join you for breakfast?" She asked.
"We?" Nitevision asked.
"Yeah, Fire Alloy and I are together, kind of like you guys!" The Earth Pony explained.
"Well all right then!" Nitevision replied. He was looking forward to the chance to catch up with Apple Bloom.
The four ponies sat at the table in the cafeteria. All around them was the buzz of chatter, though it was difficult to understand any specific conversation.
"Every Bat Pony, even those as innocent as Nitevision have their guilty pleasures." Sweetie Belle said with a sly grin.
"What's Nite's?" Apple Bloom asked.
"Watch this." Sweetie Belle replied, as she reached a hoof down between her legs underneath the table, and began digging for something. Sheer pleasure illuminated the Unicorn's face as she found what she was looking for, and raised her hoof, now dripping in a clear, sticky liquid. Nitevision recognized the substance immediately, and leaned across the table to lick it off of her hoof.
"Corn syrup!" Apple Bloom cried! "How did you know that?"
"Back when we first met, I didn't know about Bat Ponies, so I asked Twilight about it. Turns out, he loves corn syrup. I keep some in my bag for him so he can lick it off."
"That's a cool trick!" Apple Bloom said.
The doors at the end of the cafeteria opened, and two ponies entered the room.
"What's SHE doing here?" Sweetie Belle asked, watching as Spitfire and Snips entered the room.
"I'm thinking she's playing body guard." Apple Bloom said.
"You've both got it wrong," Fire Alloy said. "Rumor has it, that physical education isn't the only thing she's teaching him."
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle looked at each other, then pushed each of their trays away from them. Nitevision was the only one that was still eating.
"Why are you still eating?" Apple Bloom asked. "What he said is disgusting!"
Nitevision shrugged. His breakfast, consisting of oats and powdered sugar, covered his muzzle.
"Are you brain dead?" Fire Alloy asked. Sweetie Belle shook her head.
"He's innocent. I like that." The mare explained.
"Whatever." Fire Alloy rolled his eyes.
"What are you two up to tonight?" Apple Bloom asked. "Another sleepover?" The Earth Pony winked.
"Maybe, maybe not. Actually, why don't you call up your cousin, and we can go out for drinks?" Sweetie Belle offered. Apple Bloom visibly paled.
"W-why Babs Seed?" Apple Bloom asked.
"Because, it's been a long time since I've seen her!" Sweetie Belle replied. "I'll go find Scoots and see if she wants to join us. Let's say we meet up around six, at my place?"
Apple Bloom gulped. "S-sure..." She said.
"Perfect. See you at six!"
There was a knock at the door. Sweetie Belle answered with a grin.
"Hey there Sweets!" A familiar mare with a Manehattan accented called.
"Babs!" Sweetie Belle cried. "How long has it been?"
"A long time! Oh! I almost forgot! Look who I found!" Babs Seed took a step to her right, revealing Scootaloo standing next to her. The Pegasus cracked a grin.
"Hey Sweetie Belle!" Scootaloo said. "What's up?"
There was another knock at the door.
"Come in!" The trio shouted at once. The door opened, and Apple Bloom entered the room.
"Hey there cousin!" Babs Seed greeted the Earth Pony.
"How are you Babs?" Apple Bloom responded.
"Not bad! Who's the stallion?" She asked.
"I'm Fire Alloy. Apple Bloom's boyfriend."
"Ooh! How adorable!" Babs taunted.
"Oh, pipe down." Apple Bloom shot back. There was another knock at the door, and it opened before anyone could respond.
"Sorry I'm late guys!" Nitevision said. Sweetie Belle grinned.
"Hey Nite!" How are you?" The Unicorn greeted.
"Pretty good! When are we gonna leave?"
"How about now?" Babs Seed asked.
Chapter 3: A Nite At The Bar
Chapter 3: A Nite At The Bar
When Apple Bloom woke the next morning, something felt off. The bed beneath her felt a little more firm than usual. She looked to the side, and realized that Fire Alloy was lying next to her on a strange, green surface. She sat up, and crashed her head into a low hanging light. She fell back, kicking out one of her hooves. The sound of a bottle breaking on the floor caused the pony next to her to wake up.
"Apple Bloom?" The red Unicorn asked in a groggy tone. "What did I do last night?" Apple Bloom shook her head.
"I have no idea." She explained.
Beside them, another pony stirred, then sat up, with a pony on either side of him. The stallion's mane was messy, and his tail wasn't much better.
"Nitevision? What are YOU doing here?" Apple Bloom cried in surprise. The pony laying on his left sat up, a lampshade over her head.
"Wow! Now, THAT was a party!" It was Babs Seed.
If the one near him was Babs Seed...who's the other one? Apple Bloom wondered, as she watched Scootaloo stand up off of the floor, a bottle falling from her hoof.
"Where's Sweetie Belle?" She asked.
"Right here." Sweetie Belle sat up on Nitevision's right. "What happened last night?" The sound of two mare's laughter echoed through the building. Sweetie Belle looked down at the object beneath her.
"Why am I sitting on a...pool table?" She asked.
"I'm not sure, but I think that THEY can explain a bit." Scootaloo pointed to a pair of mares, flat on their backs, laughing uncontrollably. Cherry Berry and Berry Punch.
"Man, you guys were amazing last night! I didn't know a pony could possibly drink so much!" Cherry Berry said between fits of laughter. "Seriously! You there, with the lampshade as a hat, you were incredible!"
Babs grinned. She naturally loved to be the center of attention.
"Why thank you!" The orange mare shot back.
"Wait..." Apple Bloom said. "How much do we owe you guys?" The Earth Pony asked.
Berry Punch looked at Cherry Berry, then they both looked back at the group.
"We were thinking....since you made us laugh so hard last night..." Cherry Berry began.
"The drinks you ordered last night are on the house." Berry Punch finished with a grin.
"So..." Babs asked. "What exactly happened last night?" Although the mare was used to waking up with no memories of the events of the night before, she liked to hear about what she had done. Babs Seed intended to write a book on the subject, when she wasn't passed out drunk, or just drunk in general, both of which took up most of her time.
"Well, it all started when YOU walked in the door." The hot pink mare with the yellow mane began.
The door to the bar flew inward, as a burnt orange Earth Pony entered the room. "Hey yo bar tender!" She shouted. "Line up enough bottles to last us the entire night!" Cherry Berry laughed. She knew Babs Seed well. "How many we looking at tonight Ms. Seed?" The yellow maned Earth Pony inquired. She was used to Babs Seed bringing a group with her, and tonight was no exception. "Six of us. I can knock about sixteen bottles of cider in an hour, and I'm thinking we'll be here all night." If only the mare knew how much truth was behind those words... Cherry Berry nodded. "What will we be drinking tonight then?" She asked.
Cider. Lots and lots of cider." Berry Punch appeared from a back room, three bottles in one hoof, balancing a tray with three more on her back. She as well knew Babs Seed and her drinking habits. Tonight was going to be a long night. Then again, Babs Seed DID have a habit of making the mares laugh...
"How about for the Bat Pony there? He doesn't look old enough for this kind of drinking." Cherry Berry observed.
"He looks fine to me," Berry Punch replied.
"He's mine. Back off." Sweetie Belle growled.
"Take it easy," Babs retorted, stepping in for the purple Earth Pony. "Practically every pony in the school knows about your relationship. But even you have to admit, he 's pretty good looking for a bat!" Sweetie Belle shrugged, then nodded.
"I suppose you're right."
"Now. Let's get to our drinking, shall we Sweets?" Babs winked. Sweetie Belle was starting to regret accepting her invitation more and more each minute.
"Still, if I can't get an ID from the Bat there, I can't get him any hard cider." Cherry Berry explained.
"That's fine, I don't need anything to-" Nitevision started.
"You guys got apple juice?" Sweetie Belle asked. "Nitevision absolutely LOVES apple juice." The Bat Pony nodded excitedly.
"We sure do!" Berry Punch winked. Nitevision smiled at the mare, and she smiled back.
"I suppose...apple juice will be fine..." Nitevision replied, not wanting to stand out from the group at all. 'Maybe a few juice boxes...wouldn't hurt any pony at all...' Nitevision thought.
"You got another bottle of cider?" Babs asked. "Or did we drink it all?"
"Nah, we got one more...somewhere...I think..." Cherry Berry replied. She fished around under the bar for a moment, then produced a bottle of the liquid and placed in on the counter in front of the mare. "How about an apple juice for the lovely Bat?"
Nitevision nodded slowly, then a grin spread across his face when the object was placed before him. He grabbed the straw, and fought with it for a few seconds, before Sweetie Belle gently grabbed his hooves, and using her magic, placed the straw into the juice box. Nitevision smiled, then began to suck the liquid from within the container. Cherry Berry continued her story.
"This the best you got?" Babs asked. "Thisishardlyciderletalonealcohol..." The mare's words slurred. Sweetie Belle had slipped into a drunken state after polishing off a single bottle of the drink. Normally, Sweetie Belle didn't drink, but tonight...she had been pressured into this. Though her vision was distorted, a result of the alcohol on her eyesight, but she could see him there...apple juice was dripping from his face, a result of his squeezing the box in an attempt to get more of the liquid from it, and he had never looked more adorable to him. She smiled to herself. Now would be the perfect time to take advantage of him...Perhaps if she slipped him a bit of alcohol, he wouldn't be able to handle it...maybe...
The mare's thoughts were interrupted by a loud crash. Sweetie Belle took one look at Nitevision, and immediately realized what had happened. In an effort to get the last drop of the juice from its container, he had leaned back a little to far.
"I'm alright!" He called from the floor." Sweetie Belle laughed, then laid down next to him.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Just enjoying the scenery!" The mare replied. "Great view from down here." She extended a hoof, which Nitevision immediately wrapped in his, and both the Bat and the Unicorn smiled. Life was so much simpler down here...A stray dust bunny brushed the tip of Nitevision's nose, causing him to sneeze rather violently. Sweetie Belle sat up. "Bless you bumble bee!" She said with a smile. Nitevision panicked.
"Where? I hate bees!" He shouted. Sweetie Belle laughed out loud.
"It's an expression." She explained.
"You have got to be the dumbest pony of the face of the planet!" Fire Alloy said.
"The planet has a face?" Nitevision asked, a look of confusion spreading across his face. "Is it smiling or frowning? I'd imagine it would be frowning, seeing as we're standing on it's face and all..."
Fire Alloy frowned, and knocked back another drink. It was going to be a long night...
Out of the corner of his eye, the red Unicorn could see Babs Seed. She had placed a lampshade on her head, and was dancing on the bar. The first thought that crossed his mind, was 'where in the hay did she get a lampshade?' the second thought that occurred to him was much more logical. 'My glass is empty...I should refill it...but then again, that would be work, and I hate working before the weekend...' A glass dropped and shattered. Fire Alloy automatically assumed it was Nitevision. Usually, when something went wrong, it was the Bat Pony's fault. This time, however, it was not. It was Apple Bloom, who had made a bet with Cherry Berry that she could balance six glasses on her nose at one time. Upon succeeding in her goal, the bartender had challenged the mare to stack a third, fourth, then fifth on top of the original six. Cherry Berry did NOT want to lose the bed, so she 'accidentally' bumped the mare's hoof when she went to stack the final glass, which caused it to crash down onto the floor and shatter. He sighed. It looked like it was just going to be one of those nights.
"Hey Sweetie Belle...." Babs said with a strange, lopsided grin on her face. "Have you ever slept with two ponies at once?" The unicorn shook her head. The only pony she had slept with besides Nitevision, was Rarity, and that was only when she was a filly, after she had had a nightmare.
"You wanna try it?" Babs offered. "It'll be fun, I promise!" Sweetie Belle thought about it for a moment. She had had too much to drink... it was too late to walk back to the dorm...where would they sleep? More importantly, who would she be sleeping WITH? Perhaps Scootaloo? It had been obvious to Sweetie Belle that the Pegasus had been in love with her for a long time...but would she go so far as to sleep with her? Maybe Fire Alloy? But he was in love with Apple Bloom...besides. She didn't want to sleep with any other stallion but her Nitevision.
"C'mon, are you scared or somethin'?" Babs taunted. Maybe the Earth Pony was right...it WOULD be fun...
"Who were you thinking for the third pony?" Sweetie Belle asked, fearing the answer.
"Rumor has it, you're in love with that Bat Pony, and seeing as he's not so bad in the looks department, what say you?" It occurred to Sweetie Belle that perhaps Babs had only wanted to sleep with her stallion so that SHE could become active with him as well. Then the Unicorn remembered the Bat's habit of falling asleep every time a sexual situation developed. She grinned as she pictured Babs' reaction to this.
"Alright Babs, if you can convince Nite to do it, then I'm all for it."
"Hey Nitevision, we're gonna play a game!" Babs Seed said. Nitevision jumped up. He loved games!
"What game?" He asked.
"You get the choice between Doctor and Sleepover!" Babs winked. "If you choose Doctor, then Sweetie Belle and I dress up as sexy nurses." She explained. Naturally, this meant nothing to the Bat Pony.
"I don't like doctors..." He explained. "They have sharp pointy things that they stab me with...and that hurts." Sweetie Belle giggled, and Babs Seed crashed her hoof into her forehead.
"Man you weren't kidding when you said this guy was innocent..." Clearly she had not made the latter option enticing enough. "What's the matter Nite? Didn't you play dress up as a foal?" The Bat Pony simply shook his head.
"I didn't have any friends to play with." Babs Seed shook her head.
"So you want to play sleepover then?" She asked. The Bat Pony nodded happily. He had never spent the night with another pony, let alone a mare!
"Alright, here's how you play sleepover." Babs explained. "You go lay down on the pool table there. Sweets and I will come lay down with you. I'll explain the rest of the rules in a minute." Nitevision did as he was told. But upon lying down on the pool table, he noticed a white, smooth sphere. His eyes widened. He wanted to play with it. It looked like fun! Nitevision readied himself, then pounced on the object, which then rolled over to the other side of the table. He was puzzled, and clearly this was not supposed to happen. He turned around, then noticed there was a black sphere closer to him. Once more, he pounced on the object, and it also rolled away from him. He sat down in order to contemplate what kept happening when he tried to touch one of the nice little toys. Upon sitting, Nitevision noticed that a group of the shiny objects spreading out across the table. He immediately gave chase, only to notice that an orange ball shooting past on the other side. He raced after it, then a white ball racing past caught his attention. So captured was he by the coloured objects, that he didn't notice the two mares that were rolling them back and forth, watching as he chased them, and laughing the entire time.
"I suppose you're right sweets," Babs commented as she rolled the cue ball past Nitevision for the sixth time in two minutes. "This is a lot more entertaining than going to work on this kid!"
Sweetie Belle chuckled as she rolled the number 5 ball past the Bat's hoof. "Let's just hope he doesn't wise up too quickly, because this is just too funny!" Secretly, she just wanted to go home, to her own bed, with her own Bat, and just forget this ever happened.
"It took over three hours for your companion there to figure out what was going on." Berry Punch explained. "You guys were dying of laughter. It was the funniest thing I've ever seen!" Cherry Berry nodded in agreement.
"After quite a while, you guys managed to get the Bat there to fall lay down on the table, but when you tried to 'go to work on him' as you put it...well, let's just say it didn't exactly go as planned."
"Alright Nitevision, let's play sleepover!" Babs Seed said. "Here's how you play. Lay down, and close your eyes. Keep them closed, no matter what happens. Got it?" He used a hoof to trace the length of his body. Sweetie Belle snickered. She knew what would happen next. As soon as Nitevision laid down, and closed his eyes, Babs Seed kissed his throat, slowly moving up his body. The mare stopped, and waited for his reaction. Babs became very confused when he didn't react. She tried again, while Sweetie Belle watched, and giggled again.
"You're doing it wrong." Sweetie Belle explained. "You have to be more gentle. Like this." Sweetie Belle moved to Nitevision's side, then gently kissed him on the forehead. Nitevision didn't react.
"Is there something wrong with him?" Babs Seed asked, a little annoyed.
Sweetie Belle smiled. "You just have to do it right. Watch this." She said, as she produced a bit of corn syrup and placed it on her tail, sliding it gently across his muzzle. Nitevision's ears perked up, and he began to lick her tail. The mare grinned with pleasure.
"Let me try." Babs Seed said, jealous of Sweetie Belle for knowing the Bat pony so much more than she did. Babs reached a hoof into Sweetie Belle's bag, and them smeared the sweet syrup all over the Bat's face. Sweetie Belle laughed and laughed, then collapsed on the pool table. Babs sighed. "I give up. I can't get him to do anything. Clearly, you trained him better than I can." She sighed. Sweetie Belle didn't respond.
"Sweetie Belle?" She asked again. Her question was met by the sounds of snoring. She looked down, and saw Sweetie Belle's hoof crossing over Nitevision's body. She gave a sad smile. All she wanted was a stallion to call her own. Was that so much to ask? Maybe she should switch up her game plan, and go for a mare instead? She looked over at the bar, and saw Scootaloo sitting alone.
"What's up Scoots?" She asked.
"Oh. Hey Babs. You having a good night?"
"Yeah. But it doesn't look like YOU are." Babs Seed smiled. "Wanna see if I can't make it a little better?" Scootaloo grinned.
"What exactly are you thinking?"
Babs Seed wrapped a hoof around the mare's back, sliding closer and closer to the mare's flank. "Whatever makes you happy Scoots!" Babs kissed the mare on her cheek, then placed a hoof under Scootaloo's chin, and gently guided the mare's head to face the Earth pony, and kissed her on the lips, allowing her tongue to slide into the other mare's mouth.
"After you and the Pegasus there made out for a while, you both decided to go the bed, on our POOL TABLE!" Cherry Berry explained. It was at this point, that Sweetie Belle decided she was never going to drink again.
Sweetie Belle walked through the halls. It was late at night, but the full moon provided enough light for her to be able to see. Every few steps she took, she crossed through the light casting shadows through the window. She smiled as the shadows crossed her body, on the way to the Chemistry Lab. Twist had agreed to meet with her there, for a little after hours...study session, as Twist had called it. Sweetie Belle flashed a private grin, as she went over the plan in her head once more. "Every time I want to have a little fun, he passes out! I feel so awkward discussing this with another mare...but I need your help!" The other mare smiled. Sweetie Belle observed the grin, feeling a little worried about the...evil...nature it had to it. No matter. Her plan...had to be put in action, no matter the cost...or the risk. The result would be worth the consequence. The snow white Unicorn stopped in front of the door, and removed her hood. She knocked three times, paused, knocked two more times, then paused, then knocked three times once more. The door creaked open, a small shaft of light slicing through the darkness in the hall. "Come in." Said a voice in a hushed whisper. Sweetie Belle did as she was told, her midnight blue cloak sliding across the floor. The door closed silently behind her, the room illuminated by a single candle, in the middle of the room. "Brace yourself." Twist warned. Sweetie Belle barely had time to close her eyes before the lights were turned on. Although she couldn't see, she could tell that there were more than two mares in the room. "Are we ready to begin the experiment?" Pumpkin Cake asked. Sweetie Belle gasped. "Wh-what are YOU doing here? You were a newborn back when I was a filly! How are you possibly-"
"In college?" Pumpkin Cake asked. "Simple. I'm here on an internship with Twist here. She's a chemistry genius. I was hoping to learn a few things to make my baking more...resistible. Baked goods are evil, and a stop should be put to their production, at any cost!"
"You're drugging your customers?" Sweetie Belle asked in horror.
"You're drugging your mate?" Pumpkin Cake shot back. Sweetie Belle closed her mouth. The Earth Pony had a point.
"Now. Before we begin, do you both have what I told you to bring?" Sweetie Belle used her magic to produce a brown burlap sack from beneath her cloak, and tossed it in front of the mare. Twist grinned as the sack fell open, revealing a pile of gold coins. Her eyes flashed with greed.
"And yours?" She asked, turning to Pumpkin Cake. The Earth Pony stroke her mane with a hoof, gently stroking the silk bow she wore at the base, before sliding the object from her mane and unfolded it, placing the blue cloth, and the key wrapped inside it, before Twist.
"What's that?" Sweetie Belle asked, looking at the key.
"It's a key to mom and dad's vault," Twist explained. "Pumpkin pie here's promised me the money from her family's shop! She's such a little rebel!" The white Earth Pony brushed a hoof underneath the cream coated Earth Pony's chin, causing her to blush.
"They don't understand that...baked goods are wrong!" Pumpkin Cake said, a tear and her eye. "They need to learn..." Twist took the cloth that only moments before served as a bow, and tossed it in to the flame beneath a beaker. The room brightened for a while, then returned to it's natural light. Twist smiled.
"Now that we've gotten that settled, let's get to work, shall we ladies?" Twist gave a lopsided smile. Sweetie Belle and Pumpkin Cake looked at each other, then nodded solemnly.
"Wonderful!" Twist laughed like an evil genius. "This is going to be FUN!"
Sweetie Belle swallowed hard, then looked around the room.
"Now." Twist began. "For a love poison, you'll just need a couple of things." The white Earth Pony bounced around the room. "Like this, and this and this!" Twist cackled. "Now, we mix all of these ingredients together like so..."
Sweetie Belle watched, horrified as Twist dumped all of the liquids into a vial, and let it simmer.
"Perfect...." The Earth Pony cooed as the mixture began to change color. "All we need to do now, is test it!"
A flash of silver caught the snow white unicorn's attention, only moments too late. Twist revealed her needle, and without warning, jammed it into Pumpkin Cake's flank. The mare didn't see it coming, and collapsed onto the floor.
"Nighty night!" Twist said, with an evil laugh.
"Wh-why did you do that?" Sweetie Belle asked in shock.
"Well, I had to test the love poison before you slip it to your bat friend, but I couldn't risk Pumpkin Cake falling in love with one of us, now could I. Let's just say it's gonna be a good night for her roommate, if she's in to that kind of thing." Twist winked.
"So...now what happens?" The Unicorn asked, trying hard to keep the fear from her voice.
"Well, assuming our passed out friend here is still breathing, we just put some of this under her nose. When she wakes up, she won't remember a thing." The Earth Pony replied. Sweetie Belle drew in a breath, and then visibly panicked as a flash of lightning illuminated the spot where Twist had been just moments before - was empty. The Unicorn readied a blast of magic, and looked around. Suddenly, something tapped Sweetie Belle on the shoulder. The mare let out a shriek, and magic flew from her horn, deflected off of a beaker, and came right back at her. She realized what was going to happen, moments too late. The paralysis magic she had intended to use on Twist instead caused the Unicorn to collapse. Twist grinned, and advanced on her.
"What was that about? Get up, will you."
Sweetie Belle groaned. She couldn't move, and she assumed Twist knew that. The Earth Pony cackled.
"You foolish little foal. Did you REALLY think you could take me down?" She shook her head. "No no. Think you've learned your lesson?"
The frozen Unicorn blinked twice. Hopefully, Twist would understand that would mean yes.
"Good girl." Twist said. "Now, if you promise to be good, I'll help you reverse your little paralysis magic. It was cute, but..."
Twist grabbed a vial of liquid and placed it under Sweetie Belle's muzzle. She took a deep breath in through her nose, and felt the effects wear off.
"Here." Twist offered a hoof to Sweetie Belle, who immediately accepted her help.
"You scared me. I'm sorry..." The Unicorn apologized.
Twist shook her head. "Forget about it," Twist replied. "Your love poison should be finished with the testing phase by tomorrow. At least...I hope so...unless it..." Twist's voice trailed off, then she muttered "Kills her..."
Sweetie Belle paled. "W-what did you say?"
"Hm? Oh, nothing...Pumpkin Cake SHOULD be fine...eventually...hopefully....possibly?"
The Unicorn shook her head. "How are you going to get her back to her room?" She asked.
"I'll have Snips and Snails carry her back. Why do something yourself when you can have a brain dead muscle do it for you, ya know what I mean? Of course you do. You're dating Nitevision!"
Sweetie Belle bit her tongue and swallowed hard. Twist was making her very angry...but she couldn't do anything...she couldn't risk losing control of the poison. Twist laughed, the sound infuriating Sweetie Belle more and more, memories of what had happened to the LAST mare that had made her angry. Silver Spoon had recovered...but she never looked at Sweetie Belle the same....
"I'm going to get Pumpkin here back to her dorm. Meet me here tomorrow night. I'll have your poison ready for you then." Twist explained impatiently.
Sweetie Belle nodded, walked over to the door, then stepped out of the room, and into the hall. A stallion tripped over Sweetie Belle's hoof, and fell to the ground, the camera around his neck skittering down the hall.
"My camera!" Featherweight shouted. Sweetie Belle grimaced. She knew what the camera meant to the Campus Reporter. The Unicorn frowned, having remembered how vicious the reporter had been, when a pony by the name of Rose Thorn had accidentally stepped on his camera...Featherweight had written a front page report, criticizing the mare. as a result, she left the college. Nobody noticed her absence for a full month and a half.
"I-is it alright?" Sweetie Belle asked. Featherweight looked up.
"Yeah...it's fine...but then again...so are you!" The stallion glanced at her.
"I-I'm sorry?" She asked.
"You heard me." Featherweight grinned. Wanna go out some time?"
Sweetie Belle shook her head. She had to be careful about how she answered this...because if she said anything about her relationship with Nitevision...there was no telling WHAT he would do with the information...on the other hoof, if she dated Featherweight, and Nitevision found out....What could she do? Well...she had recently proven that she had access to a sort of Paralysis magic...but would it work on Featherweight? Also...would it drain her magical energy...and possibly sap her strength? Which effect would wear off first? The Paralysis...or her weakness? She had to take that chance. Sweetie Belle's horn illuminated the darkness with a green glow. Featherweight took a threatening step towards her, and grinned. It was obvious that his intentions were malicious. Sweetie Belle didn't even consider the consequences of her actions, letting the blast leap from her horn. It crashed into the stallion, who shrieked in pain. Sweetie Belle was confused by this, as the paralysis magic wasn't supposed to hurt...it hadn't hurt her...the mare could feel the energy draining from her body, and she collapsed onto the floor. The last feeling the mare had, was being dragged by the hooves further into the hall...
Sweetie Belle was awoken the next morning, a shaft of sunlight grazing her fur. The mare squeezed her eyes shut tight, before opening them slowly. On first sight, this was NOT her room. Sweetie Belle sat bolt upright, and looked around the room. Test tubes, beakers, and coloured vials lined the shelves around the room. She panicked, as she suddenly realized where she was. The Unicorn swallowed hard, then looked to the left. As she suspected, none other than Twist was laying next to her. She screamed.
"Morning Sweetie..." The Earth Pony mare said groggily. "I'm glad your awake. Looks like you have your energy back..."
"What...where...why?"
"Slow down Sweetie Belle! You zapped your energy when you laid Featherweight out. That was amazing, by the way."
Sweetie Belle shook her head.
"You're in my dorm, because you needed to recover," Twist explained.
This was all too much for Sweetie Belle to handle. "Was my paralysis magic...too powerful? It's not supposed to hurt...his scream..." She trailed off.
"Oh. that? I took a look at Featherweight after I took you to the dorm. Turns out, you didn't use Paralysis...you used a fury spell. It gives a burning sensation from the inside out. Takes a lot more magical energy than Paralysis, and....well, in large doses can be...lethal."
Sweetie Belle gasped. Had she...killed him?
"Don't worry," Twist said, as if reading the mare's mind. "He survived, although he wasn't entirely happy about it." The Earth Pony cackled.
The Unicorn glanced towards the door. She had to get out of here...maybe she could use a memory erasing spell on Twist...
"No need to plot and plan, Sweetie Belle. You're free to leave whenever you wish. Don't worry, I already wiped Featherweight's memory, so there's nothing to worry about there. Besides the fact that the reporter probably won't WANT to remember you, since you rejected him so bad."
Sweetie Belle smiled. This was true. A thought came into the mare's mind.
"How's Pumpkin Cake?" Sweetie Belle asked.
"Oh, she's fine...well, more than fine...then again, so's her roommate. Anyways, the Love Poison worked REALLY well." Twist grabbed a flask from beneath the bed. "I don't suppose you'll want to use this now, will you?"
The Unicorn reached for the glass bottle in the Earth Pony's hoof. Twist retracted it from the Unicorn's reach.
"Not so fast," she said. "This is a dangerous liquid, and if you mess up with it, there could be serious, and somewhat tragic consequences."
Sweetie Belle wasn't paying attention, her gaze was fixated on the vial.
"...now you're going to need to be VERY careful, understand? You only have ONE shot with this."
Sweetie Belle groaned with pleasure. "Oh, Nite...that's the spot!" she complimented, and stretched out further on the bed. The Bat Pony sat next to her, massaging her back. Sweetie Belle stretched out so that he would rub a more optimal location on her back. "That feels so good..." The Unicorn had imagined the love poison would make her life a lot better, but this was even more amazing than she had imagined! The mare rolled over. Nitevision, being under the influence of the poison, simply did not notice and continued to rub the mare's stomach. She had not given him an order to stop, so naturally, he was going to keep going until she told him to stop.
"That tickles!" The mare giggled. "But don't stop!"
Nitevision did as he was told, since naturally, it was all he COULD do. The love poison had a hold of his brain, and would not let him go. Not until Sweetie Belle gave him the antidote, which she most likely would not do for a long, long time. Not if she could keep him under her control. At least this way, she COULD teach an old dog new tricks. Or in this case, she could teach a young Bat to do her bidding. It would never occur to Sweetie Belle that she didn't NEED the love poison to keep Nitevision doing what she wanted. The Unicorn rolled over once more, and moaned once again. Nitevision had finally found her weak spot. There was a certain spot at the base of her spine. When the bat applied pressure to that part of her back, chills ran up and down her spine. This made her very happy, and she shivered in pleasure.
"Oh Nitevision....why didn't I teach you to do this earlier..." She sighed. "I haven't felt this loose in years..."
Nitevision didn't respond. He was too busy doing his best to pleasure his mare. Every moan and sigh reminded Nitevision of why he was doing what he was doing. Making Sweetie Belle happy was his number one priority. Her soft vanilla coat felt like silk on his hooves. He knew how good this felt for her, and as a bonus, it felt good for him as well. Her coat...it felt so silky smooth...he just wanted to bury himself in it, and stay there. Nitevision continued running his hooves through the mare's coat, and began to lay down on top of her. Sweetie Belle giggled.
"Having fun are we Nite?" The mare asked. Nitevision was too busy curling up in her soft, vanilla fur. She was so soft...and warm. Nitevision could feel himself falling asleep slowly. He gave up trying to fight it, and allowed his eyes to close.
Nitevision woke up hours later, the effect of the Love Poison still holding his mind captive. Sweetie Belle recalled a time long ago, when she had used a Love Poison on her filly-hood teacher. Twilight had warned her, if the affected pony was not kept from his or her love for an hour, the spell would be unbreakable. The Unicorn remembered this, and asked Twist to make a safeguard within the potion. That way, she could get her stallion back when she needed to. She smiled. "Come along, Nitevision. Let's go show you off to Apple Bloom! Sweetie Belle wandered over to the door. "Get your leash boy!" She teased. Nitevision did as he was told immediately. The mare opened the door, then stopped immediately.
"F-featherweight?" She asked. "Wh-what are you doing here?"
"Looking for a front page story." The stallion explained.
"Nitevision, we have a guest..." Sweetie Belle stammered.
Nitevision raced to the door in an attempt to greet the new arrival, and accidentally knocked him over. In doing so, two things happened that would change the future of the mare and stallion, possibly forever. The camera fell to the ground, and Nitevision's goggles slid to a cockeyed position on his face. When Featherweight's camera hit the ground, a picture was taken, catching the corner of Nitevision's eyes.
"Are you alright?" Sweetie Belle asked Nitevision. He nodded and readjusted his goggles.
"How about you?" She asked Featherweight. The stallion nodded slowly. He was lost in thought, staring at the picture the camera had taken. If he wasn't mistaken...Nitevision's eyes were showing signs of...love poison!
