The Sleepover 2.0

by Twilightclopple

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Romance, Comedy
Length: 8745

Twilight invites her friends over for another round of ALL sorts of fun.

Twilight can't forget her last sleepover…not that she wants to! In fact, the unicorn decides to give it another go. Invitations are sent, her friends are in, and the party decor is up; Twilight's ready for a night of hot chocolate, gossip, and ALL sorts of fun!

Remember my story 'Truth or Dare'? Say hello to the sequel!

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-06-19 01:54:01 UTC

Slumber Party!

     Twilight Sparkle smacked her lips and set down her tea that had been so graciously prepared by her host; she'd come for a purpose, after all. With a small cough to clear her throat, the unicorn steeled herself to make  her inquiry.

     "So, Fluttershy, I was thinking that maybe you'd like to come over again for-"

     "Yes, I'd love to, Twilight." The unicorn faded away and found herself taken aback, looking at the yellow pony in bewilderment; she hadn't expected such a prompt reply. At the very least, the unicorn suspected a round of convincing was in order. She had even prepared bullet points, for Celestia's sake.

     Not that there was anything to complain about. "That's great! I really must be going now though, I have a few more invitations to deliver." Twilight smiled and stood to leave, adjusting her saddlebags as she slipped a white envelope from them. "The formal details are in there. Glad you can make it, Fluttershy, thanks for the tea!" Twilight called as she left the cottage, trotting down the smooth cobblestones,  and wearing an unsurpressable grin of triumph.

     Fluttershy waved to her guest as she departed, leaving the yellow mare with her thoughts. As she cleared the table, the pegasus felt a blush stain her cheeks; what had she agreed to, and so doubtlessly? Another sleepover at Twilight's; need she be reminded of the last?

     The pegasus sighed as she twisted the idea between her mental fingers. Okay, it had been fun, maybe. Yes, she didn't regret it, probably. Fine, Twilight and, more surprisingly, Pinkie Pie had kept their lips sealed.

     As the facts charted themselves out on the table, Fluttershy felt herself grow more comfortable with the daunting notion. Maybe another sleepover would be nice; in any case, it didn't hurt that Twilight could prepare some mean scrambled eggs in the morning.

     The thoughts were knocked from her brain as she became the victim of an unwarranted backhand from a perpetually displeased bunny. The stunned pegasus peered down to her forever disgruntled pet, who tapped his foot against the floor, wearing his signature pout. Fluttershy sighed once more as she busied herself with his unnecessarily extravagant meal.

     "With a cherry on top, got it."

*~*~*

     "Rainbow Dash!"

     Twilight stood under the blue horizon, her eyes flicking back and forth in search of the prismatic pegasus. She felt slightly foolish hollering into what seemed to be an empty plane of sky, but the unicorn was certain that she was looking in the right place. After all, Rainbow Dash, though ever-traveling, was not particularly difficult to find, and the stark contrast her mane provided against the crisp blue of the sky was a dead giveaway.

     The unicorn's surveying eyes zeroed in on a patch of fluffy white cloud, previously unseen as it drifted lazily across the sky. Twilight smirked to herself as she levitated a bit of debris from the ground, scanning for the optimum angle, trajectory, then-

     The little rock sailed through the air, propelled by a combination of magical unicorn strength and the perfect physical calculation provided by a magical unicorn brain. Punching a hole through the belly of the piled cumulus, the rock flew at speeds that could really hurt a pony if it-

     "Ow! Who the-what the hay-?" Came the yell as the bullet of a stone met its target with a soft thud, falling from the sky to rejoin the ground below.

     A pegasus craned her neck over the side of the cloud in search of the pony, or rock cannon, responsible for the dull throb in her temple. Twilight wasted no time in admitting her responsibility as she waved a purple hoof through the air.

     "Hi Rainbow Dash, didn't you hear me call?" Twilight addressed the pegasus directly above her, drifting slightly as the breeze caught her fluffy seat.

     Rainbow stared incredulously at the unicorn, as if her following answer was painfully obvious. "Well duh," she began, before pulling a pillow from the fluff of the cloud and gesturing to it in sarcastic, exaggerated motions. "I was napping."

     Twilight clenched her eye muscles as she consciously resisted the urge to roll them. "Fine, well, I just came by to invite you to my slumber party this evening, it's-" She was silenced by a whoosh and thump as the rainbow mare landed before her, her crooked flight pattern poorly covered by a pair of rapidly stiffening cyan wings.

     "ANOTHER sleepover?" She demanded, scarcely trying to conceal her excitement. "Oh hay yeah, count me in!" Twilight smiled at her friend's eager reaction, choosing to ignore her impossibly stiff wings, each feather jutting into the air like a dagger. The unicorn did not have to be a clairvoyant to foresee the ease with which Rainbow would be convinced.

     "Great! Here, take this..." Twilight trailed away as she withdrew an envelope from her bag, laying it at her friend's hooves. "Formal details, like last time. I'll see you later, Rainbow!" With that, the mare trotted off, Rainbow's eyes tracing her flank as she walked, swaying cheerily from side to side.

     Somewhere in the sky, the weather that needed tending to was neglected.

*~*~*

     Twilight trotted into town, wearing a grin as she went. The day had so far proceeded better than she had foreseen; two of her friends were completely on board with her little soiree, leaving only three more to convince.

     Rainbow Dash had certainly been easy, not that she was expecting otherwise, after all. While everyone had fun last time, Rainbow seemed to have been enjoying herself particularly much from the start; something that Twilight also would have expected. Though the cyan mare had never openly admitted it, her general demeanor positively spelled filly-fooler. Then again, after last time, each one of them had gained a little filly-fooler.

     And then there was Fluttershy. Unrivaled in sweetness and impossibly soft spoken, Twilight was sure that their last six-way soiree had left her with mental scarring, or at least some degree of emotional crippling. Her expectations had been shattered to bits when the yellow pegasus agreed to her party so quickly. Twilight chuckled as she walked. It seemed that the old adage had proven true; the still waters really are the deepest. Who would've guessed the timid pony to be such a closet freak?

     As Twilight strode, lost in thought, she was nearly passed by a vibrant pink character sporting an outrageous contraption atop her head. The unicorn halted in her tracks, turning to catch the pony's attention before she left.

     "Pinkie! Hey, Pinkie!"

     Pinkie Pie turned with a wide smile, allowing Twilight to get a better view of the thing she had strapped to her head. A black strap wrapped around her forehead to the back of her head, where it connected to another strap that ran over the top of her mane from the front. At the apex of Pinkie's head, where Twilight's horn would be, was a rubbery protrusion,  one that looked sort of like a-

     "Oh hiya, Twilight!" Pinkie squealed, "Sorry, I didn't see you there." She smiled and bounced slightly, causing the vulgar phallus crested on her head to bob slightly. Twilight gaped, unsure of what to make of what she was seeing.

     "Pinkie, what in Equestria are you wearing on your head?" Of course, being well-read in nearly every subject matter, Twilight knew what it was. The question was rather to determine whether her friend knew what she wore.

      Pinkie went comically cross-eyed as she looked at the rubbery length that hung over her eyes. "Oh this? I know exactly what this is!" With a breath, the pink pony began to explain.

     "So I was covering for the Cakes at Sugarcube Corner, and then I heard a thump outside so I went to investigate." She punctuated the word 'investigate' with emphasis and narrowed eyes before continuing.

     "Right on my doorstep was this thingy, and it looked like somepony had dropped it while flying, out of their bags of something. I picked it up and ran in to show Gummy, and he found this." She tilted her head forward to show Twilight the inscription at the base of the toy. 'RD'.

     "Rainbow Dash must have dropped it, I'll just give it to her later. I'm sure she won't mind if I wear it a little bit though. I didn't even know Dashie played dress up!" She exclaimed, flicking her head around to make the phallus bob around ridiculously. "Hee hee, Twilight, now I'm a unicorn just like you!"

      Even Twilight's sharp mind had trouble rationalizing what she had just gathered. Pinkie was before her with a false penis on her head. A false penis that belonged to Rainbow Dash, erasing whatever doubt she had regarding her friend's sexual orientation. A false penis that Pinkie thought was a-

     "Unicorn horn?" Twilight finished her thought out loud. "You think that's a costume unicorn horn?" Pinkie stared.

     "Well duh, what else could it be?" She asked. By Celestia, somepony get this poor filly a biology textbook, stat.

     Twilight's better judgement took control and she responded, "Nothing, Pinkie." She was suddenly reminded of the task at hand. "Oh! Could you come over this evening for another sleepover?" The unicorn made to draw an envelope from her bags.

     She wasn't regretting the direct asking of her question; the two of them were passed the point of friendly banter. The dildo strapped to her friend's head had ensured that.

     Pinkie lit up at the sight of the familiar white letter. "Oooh, another party!" She squealed in delight, "Will it be as super duper fun as last time?"

     Twilight smiled, but couldn't prevent a blush from creeping up her cheeks. "Maybe, we'll see how it goes." That was a half-truth; there was a reason the unicorn wasn't the element of honesty. "Do you think you can make it?"

     Pinkie nodded, her smile bright under the ludicrously bobbing toy. "You betcha, Twilight!"

     Twilight grinned, before Pinkie opened her mouth to add a final question. "One more thing, Twi, can I bring my horn?"

     The purple mare stifled her laugh, appreciating the irony of the circumstances. "Well, Pinkie, considering..." She cocked an eyebrow, fantasizing about how she planned the evening to go.

      "Nevermind, you can bring it."

*~*~*

     Ding! The entrance bell tolled as Twilight entered the Carousel Boutique, her eyes immediately falling on her friend, who was busily sewing at her workstation. The designer did not lift her head from her work, speaking to Twilight with her nose buried in billowing fabric.

     "Hello, welcome to the Carousel Boutique, how may I help y-Twilight!" Rarity finally looked over her work, beaming at the presence of her friend, who smiled back. "What brings you by, my dear?"

     Twilight grinned. Visiting Rarity was always pleasant; the fashionista's etiquette was unparalleled by anypony she'd ever met. "Hi Rarity, I just wanted t-" The unicorn was cut off my her friend, who stood up from her workbench, tossing a lock of shimmery violet hair over her shoulder.

     "Oh let me guess," the glamourous mare began, a hint of frost in her voice that Twilight couldn't seem to place, "Applejack sent you here, didn't she?" Twilight crinkled her face in confusion, wondering what the renewed beef between her high-end friend and the element of honesty was this time.

     "Applejack? N-no, I just-" She was interrupted again by her friend, whose voice became icier with each passing word.

     "I just knew it! I just knew she'd send somepony else over here instead of telling me to my face!" She seethed, turning her head down and to the side to glare at the floorboards. Twilight peered over her shoulder with concern. She wanted to finish a sentence, but thought it was probably best if she let Rarity finish her's.

     "Isn't that just like a farm pony! I mean really," she groaned, her voice turning to more like an angry whine, "She should have been there."

     Twilight felt her thirst for knowledge dry her up as questions hammered at her throat. The unicorn restrained herself; there would be plenty of time for questioning later.

     The white unicorn approached her friend, leaning in close and looking more menacing than Twilight would have predicted. "You, Twilight Sparkle," She prodded Twilight in the chest with a threatening hoof. "Can go and tell Applejack that I do not wish to speak with her."

     Twilight sighed. "Rarity, Applejack didn't send me. I was just here to give you this." She unsheathed a crisp envelope, passing it to her friend. "Details about my slumber party this evening."

    Rarity took the envelope, her eyes wide with surprise for a moment before breaking into a fluttery, airy laugh.

    "Oh my dear Twilight, why didn't you say so?"

*~*~*

     Sweet Apple Acres grew larger as Twilight approached it from up the dirt lane. She had hardly time to appreciate the plump vermilion splendor of the apples ready for harvest before a small shape bumped into her.

     "Oh sorry, Miss Twilight," Applebloom said in her adorably accented voice, adjusting her bow over a wide grin. "Ah was just in a bit of a hurry." Twilight smiled warmly at the eager filly.

     "No problem, Applebloom, have you seen your sister around?"

     The cream-colored filly scrunched up her features in thought.  "Ah reckon she was in the barn last Ah saw her."

     "Thanks sweetie! Say hi to Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle for me." With that, Applebloom nodded vigorously and took off over the hill , yelling to her friends in the distance as she went.

     "Wait up, girls! Don't start the surgery without me!"

     Twilight froze, struggling on whether to turn around or not. Going against her better judgement, she shook her head and giggled to herself, continuing along the path, and leaving behind a jovial chorus of "Cutie Mark Crusaders Gastric Surgeons YAY!"

     Approaching the barn, the unicorn looked around for signs of her friend, poking her head into the slightly ajar doors. She squealed in a very Fluttershy-esque manner and jumped when a voice came to her from behind.

     "Oh hi, Twilight, lookin' fer me?" The unicorn spun around to be faced by Applejack casually leaning against the side of the barn and sporting a basket of apples and a bright grin.

     "Hello Applejack!" She greeted, before giggling. "Actually I WAS looking for you, to give you this." Lo and behold, a pristine white envelope was pulled from the unicorn's bags. The final one of the day. Twilight couldn't help but breathe an inward sigh of relief.

     Applejack accepted the invitation, tucking it into her basket with her mouth. She pulled back up, adjusting her worn Stetson and brushing a strand of blonde out from her visage. "It's an invitation to my slumber party tonight, I hope you can make it!" Twilight explained. Applejack nodded.

     "Ah sure wouldn't miss it, sugarcube!" The farm pony assured, earning a smile from her magical friend. "Just one little thing, will Rarity be comin'?"

     Twilight nodded. "Well, yes, and if you don't mind my asking, what happened with the both of you?"

     Applejack gave a chuckle, a chuckle laced with a tinge of sadness, as though she'd prefer to, just this once, not be honest. Instead, she just shrugged and tipped her hat once more.

     "The truth usually has a way of comin' out, sugar."

*~*~*

     "Aw, come on, Twilight, why do I always have to go?" A little purple dragon moaned, waving his claws around in a display of frustration.

     Twilight snickered and looked at him in the way a teacher does a student, or a mother her foal. "Because, Spike, it's a grown up girl thing, not for baby dragons." She felt like a filly as she said it, like she had a secret of her very own to defend.

     Spike groaned in exasperation. "I'm mature enough! I wanna know what you guys talk about!"

     Twilight chuckled, half in fear of what unholy implications it would have were he ever to find out what the group really, ahem, talked about. With a shake of her head, the unicorn dismissed the idea; none of her friends were so lacking that they would stroll around telling baby dragons of their adventures.

     "Sorry Spike, but besides, I'm sure you're gonna have a fun time with the CMC at their little slumber party tonight."

     Spike grinned a little at the thought; the three were never short of ideas of crazy things to do. Perhaps tonight would be Cutie Mark Crusaders Ghost Hunting.

     "Now shoo," Twilight nudged her reluctant assistant with her muzzle, his claws losing some traction on the polished wooden floor. "I still have a few things I have to set up."

     With Spike out of the house, even if he was undertaking crazy and borderline dangerous stunts with the CMC, the unicorn had a much easier time thinking clearly and preparing the library accordingly.

     What still needed doing? The unicorn scanned down her evening's checklist. She noted how her writing became gradually messier down the page, most likely from excitement. Even now, as the unicorn stood popping popcorn over the stove, she could not keep herself from wearing an incessant grin.

     Every now and again she would glance at the clock, watching the minute hand move torturously slowly, positively taking advantage of her foalish excitement. Eventually the cruel hand would reach the fateful number, and at least one of her more punctual friends would walk through the door. Rarity, probably.

     Twilight squealed an energetic squeal as she fluffed up a pillow. Oh, they would have so much fun, even more fun than last time.

      Ghost stories. They would tell them, and be terrified. Twilight would tell the scariest, and everypony would have to huddle together for protection and general giggling fright.

     Gossip. They would lie around in a circle, in a bed of perfectly fluffed pillows, and roast every pony in town. Rarity would have the juiciest rumors to share, and Pinkie Pie would have to triple Pinkie Swear not to tell anypony else.

     Popcorn. They would munch on it between gossip and stories, reveling it all its buttery delight.

     Party games. They would play them. Truth or Dare, Kiss, Kill, Marry, Would You Rather, Never Have I Ever...the list was endlessly long, and each one was sure to ensue in hilarity.

     ...And then there was that last event of the evening. They would have it, and it was sure to bring about the end of an evening that was, to quote Rainbow Dash, so awesome.

     At the last thought, Twilight couldn't help but do a little dance in place, turning in a clumsy circle as she did so. Oh Twilight Sparkle, your expert planning and organizational skills have done it again.

     The sound of a door opening sent the unicorn's mind spinning at a hundred miles an hour, exploding with paramount excitement. She hurled down the stairs, not bothering to show compusure, bouncing her way into the main floor like a magical purple Pinkie Pie. Her first guest walked in, draping her cloak over the entrance coathook, smiling graciously at her host.

     "Hello Twilight, I presume I am the first to arrive?" Rarity greeted, scanning the empty library and her beaming friend before her. She strolled in, flicking her luxurious mane and batting her eyelashes, obviously taking pride in her trademark promptness.

     "Hi Rarity! Yes, you are, as always." Twilight followed her friend in, walking on spring-loaded hooves. "But I'm sure the others will be here momentarily, we're getting pretty close to the time."

     True to Twilight's words, Rarity was followed in by Fluttershy, who toted a neatly covered basket in her mouth. She said something muffled through the basket handle, before laying it down and greeting her friends with a smile.

     "Hello Twilight, hello Rarity," Fluttershy spoke softly, but happily, "I brought brownies."

     Before Twilight could show her appreciation, three more ponies entered, one after the other, talking casually. Applejack lead the pack, entering with a tip of her hat to each of her friends.

     "Howdy Twilight, Fluttershy," A final tip, and a slightly less cheery, nervous greeting, "Rarity." The white unicorn said nothing, granting the orange pony nothing but a curt nod to acknowledge her existance. Silence spread and hardened like cooling lava between the two friends, but was quickly shattered by a bubbly form taking the floor.

     "Hiya Twilight, Rarity, Fluttershy, Applejack, even though I already said hi to you, I'll say it again because you can never get too many greetings!" Pinkie Pie hopped in place, a living, breathing firework. Her hair bounced freely, causing Twilight to notice the lack of peculiar headgear. The bag strung over her back told Twilight that her eccentric bubblegum friend had probably brought it anyway, probably to return to its rightful owner, who was the last to enter.

     "Hey Twi, Rare, Flutters, AJ, Pinkie," Rainbow Dash greeted coolly, counting them off as her eyes traveled around the room. "And now that we're all here, let's get this party started!" She declared, to a chorus of assent and excited squeals from Pinkie Pie.

     *~*~*

     Twilight nibbled on a brownie, listening with a gleeful smile as her friends chatted. All six young mares lay sprawled over pillows and blankets, laughing and talking jovially between bites of popcorn, brownies, and pretzels. Pinkie's face was scrunched in concentration as she gave her answer.

     "...So I guess I would have to marry Discord. That was a tough one, Rarity, no fair!" Rarity gave an airy laugh.

     "They're supposed to be difficult, Pinkie Pie, or else it isn't as much fun!"

     Pinkie Pie humphed into her brownie. "Fun for you guys."

     The group broke out in another chorus of laughter, Pinkie included, before Applejack chimed in. "Ah wanna do one! Fluttershy," she began. Fluttershy lifted her head from her pillow, looking at Applejack with a smile laced with trepidation. "Umm... Angel, mah brother, Rainbow Dash?"

     From another hill of blankets, a cyan pegasus spat out a chunk of brownie. "Woah, what?" Rainbow Dash demanded, coughing slightly. "You can't include us, no fair! Plus, we all know who Flutters here is gonna pick." She silenced herself with another bite of chocolatey confection.

     Fluttershy looked out at the irked pegasus through a curtain of soft pink hair. "Don't worry, Rainbow Dash, it's okay." She assured, before falling into thought. "Hmmm....I would kiss Angel, I just love him, and I suppose... I would marry Rainbow Dash, I think I'd be able to live with her the best. I guess that means..." She looked at Applejack, her eyes wide as though she had already committed the murder. "I am terribly sorry, Applejack."

     While Rainbow Dash was spluttering in surprise, Applejack chuckled. "Hehe, ain't nothing, Fluttershy, but Ah think we can all say we're surprised at your choice." She chuckled again, glancing at the wheezing Rainbow. "At least Rainbow Dash here is, Ah think y'all might have killed her!"

    Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash blushed hard, the former receding a little further into her wall of hair.

    Finally liberating her windpipe, Rainbow spoke up, turning to Applejack with challenge glinting in her eyes. "Alright, AJ, you think you're so untouchable, let me give you one!" Applejack adjusted her hair, looking at her worked up friend with a lazy grin.

     "Alright, Rainbow, shoot!"

     "I will! Rarity, Pinkie Pie," A wicked smile spread across the pagasus's features, causing Applejack to stiffen. "Or Braeburn."

     Applejack coughed, glaring at her friend. "Oh come on, Rainbow Dash, that's just gross." Twilight snickered, while Rarity looked offended. Suddenly, in all seriousness, the white mare perked up.

     "Oh, did you hear about Braeburn? Supposedly he's a pioneer of buffalo-pony, er, relationships." Rarity spilled, pleased with her little scoop of gossip. Pinkie Pie crinkled her nose, while Applejack gave a whoop of laughter.

     "Ain't that just like Braeburn..."

     The farm pony squeaked in surprise when she was assaulted with a feathery pillow from behind. "Hey, you didn't answer the question, AJ!" Rainbow Dash aggressively reminded.

     "You have to, Applejack, it's the rules." Twilight chimed in, observing with all seriousness.

      The orange pony sighed, sitting back. "Well, fine. Let's just say Ah would marry Braeburn first, since he's mah second cousin really and Ah'd never hafta touch him, just live with him." Twilight chuckled, while Rarity's eyes narrowed, expecting the second part of her answer. "Ah'd kiss Pinkie, she'd probably taste real good, like sugar."

      Pinkie nodded her head furiously, her smile rivaling Celestia's sun. "Yep, it's true!"

      Applejack laughed, and fell back into thought. "So Ah guess Ah'd hafta kill Rarity. Sorry, Rarity." The group laughed together in mirth, while Rarity looked sour as a crabapple. She humphed, crossing her hooves over her chest like a miffed schoolfilly.

     "Well fine, but let the record show that if given a choice, I would most definitely kill Applejack first!" Rarity declared, her voice burning like venom.

     Applejack narrowed her eyes, sitting bolt upright, pushing her hat back with a hoof to get a better look at the prissy unicorn. "It's just a game, Rarity, no need to get all nasty about it!" Rarity gasped an exaggerated gasp, motioning toward herself with a perfectly groomed hoof.

     "Moi? Oh please, Applejack, a lady is never nasty." Rarity spoke, closing her eyes and turning her head away in a grand gesture of high class, before cocking an eyebrow and looking up and down her friend with one eye. "Not that you would know what a lady does."

     The two went at it like a long married couple, seemingly unaware of the other ponies in the room, watching them with dramatic amusement. "Oh sweet ponyfeathers, Ah'm sorry I couldn't come, alright? Ah already explained why!"

     Rarity was unaffected. "Oh right, the harvest was too important to show up to a silly little fitting, who cares!"

     "Ah wanted to come, Ah just couldn't! Why didn't ya just use somepony else?"

     Rarity's expression softened slightly, and she tilted her head downward, fiddling with her hair. "I... I... You needed to come, that's all!"

     Applejack grew frustrated with Rarity's vague answers, throwing her hooves into the air. "But why me? Fluttershy's modeled for y'all before, couldn't ya just have used her again?"

     As the back and forth continued, Twilight felt her neck beginning to strain as she turned this way and that, like a spectator of a verbal tennis match. Neither Applejack nor Rarity noticed.

     "Well, if you must know," Rarity spoke, fury in her voice and a blush tainting her snowy coat, "You had the perfect form!"

     Applejack looked more surprised than she would have been if Rarity had sprung up and hit her over the head with her sewing machine. "Wha-huh?" She stuttered, raising a hoof to steady her hat.

     Rarity sighed, ready to give the explanation she owed her friend, and the avid watchers, for that matter. "I was working on a new line of dresses, and, well, Applejack had the ideal shape for them, and I needed her for the fitting." She growled. "I suppose it all doesn't matter now, though."

     The farm pony gaped, opening and closing her mouth like a guppy, unable to form words. She had been complimented on her athletic build in the past, on her sleek appearance and carelessly soft mane, but never had she been told she had the fogure for modeling. The entire concept seemed absurd; even the word felt absurd as it rolled off her mental tongue.

     Finally, the words came, piercing the stiff silence. "Ah-Ah'm sorry, Rarity." Applejack sincerely apologized. "Ah didn't know it was so important to ya."

     Rarity softened, looking up at her friend with a small smile that felt nice to wear once more. "That's alright, Applejack." The fashionista turned to Twilight, who was staring as though she had just witnessed the most touching soap opera. "Might we continue with the game, Twilight?"

     The unicorn had to consciously shut her mouth as she pulled thoughts together. "Wha- oh, yes, sure!" She sat up in a roll of blankets, looking around the circle. "Whose turn is it?"

    A pink hoof shot into the air like a candy-colored rocket. "Memememe!"

    All eyes fell on the source of the squeal, who propped her head up on her hooves, wearing a huge smile. "Twilight... Would you rather give Spike up for adoption, or have a foal with... Luna?"

     Twilight stared incredulously. "Pinkie, Luna and I are both mares, that's not even physically possible." She explained, receiving an unrelenting look from the pink pony. It was clear that she was not intending to repeal her question, in addition to ignoring the fact that this wasn't even the game they had been playing before Applejack and Rarity's spate.

     She sighed. "Fine, well, assuming it was possible," the unicorn took a bite of her brownie, literal food for thought. "Well obviously I would somehow immaculately conceive a foal with Princess Luna. I'd never give up Spike."

     Twilight received a pat on the back from Applejack. "Good on ya, Twi."

     "Can I do one, Twilight?" Came a meek voice from the corner, one that sounded as though she almost immediately regretted staging the question. Twilight smiled and nodded, giving the most timid of ponies the floor.

     "Rarity, would you rather..."

     The game went on, ludicrous questions and philosophical answers helping to alleviate the rather tense atmosphere of earlier. Before long, six ponies rolled on the floor, doubled over in unquenchable laughter.

     "...and then I said, 'Hey, can't you knock?'" Pinkie Pie snorted, clutching her sides between squeals of laughter. Rarity whapped her on the back in a jovial, her head thrown back in hearty fits of giggles. Twilight felt her sides cramp up, threatening to cause her serious internal damage of mirth.

     The unicorn rolled over, wiping a tear from her eye, her peals of laughter calming slightly. "Why are we laughing so hard?" She asked, wheezing, "It's not even that funny, guys!"

     Applejack snorted and looked around lazily, appraising her circle of friends. Pinkie Pie was giggling almost to the point of insanity, pounding the wooden floor with her hooves as peals after peals rocked her body. Rarity leaned against her, hair awry, snortong and chuckling in odd laughter, eyes closed and humoring her friend as she screamed of mirth. Twilight lay awkwardly on her stomach, head lazily in her hooves, an even lazier smile draped across her face. Applejack herself was sitting on a pillow, leaning back on her hooves, blissfully observing her surroundings with an aloof smile stretched across her own face as well.

      Then there was Rainbow Dash, who propped herself up on her hooves after what seemed to be counting the ceiling tiles. "Haha, you guys are high as buck..." She turned to Fluttershy, who was sloppily braiding her mane, with a dopey grin. "Dude, Fluttershy, what'd you put in those brownies?"

    Fluttershy looked up, her face crinkling into a grin. "I dunno, milk, sugar, chocolate, milk, sugar, and herbs from my garden."

    Rainbow lit up in exaggerated motions. "Oooohhhh... haha, Fluttershy grows weed in her garden. Haha. Ha."

    Twilight looked to Fluttershy under heavily lidded eyes. "Oh that's neat, Fluttershy, Cannabis Sativa has a lot of medicinal purposes as well..."

     Fluttershy stroked her mane, looking down with a smile. "Ha, yeah... it placates the animals..."

     Rarity suddenly sprang to life, sitting up and hovering her arms out in front of her. "Ladies... let us play a game." She drawled, somehow keeping a bit of her silver tongue.

     A chorus of dopey assent returned to her, before she added, "Hee hee, let's play Truth or Dare, like last time... That was fun." She sat up and wiggled her flank, scooting comically closer to the middle of the circle. "Twilight, truth or dare?"

     The unicorn reared her head, smacking her lips and looking at her friend with half-closed eyes. "Truuuuth!"

     Rarity snorted and turned her eyes upward, in obviously pensive motions. "Hmm... Have you ever fantasized about one of us while you were... you know..." Rarity punctuated her sentence with a few unintelligle motions with her hooves and a fit of giggles. Further explanation was unneccessary, however; her meaning was painfully clear.

     The white unicorn squeaked in surprise as a hoof collided with her back in a friendly whack. "Hee hee, good one, Rare Bear!" Pinkie acknowledged, her nicknames becoming exponentially more ridiculous as the baked-in herb addled her brain.

     Twilight felt a surge of bravery pulse through her, one that would certainly not happen were this question posed to her under normal circumstances. "Oh man, Rarity, I dunno... I guess maybe all of you... Maybe Fluttershy a little more..."

     Five mares giggled, one mare gasped and blushed.

     Twilight snorted and steadied herself. "Mmmkay, Twilight's turn... Rainbow Dash, are you a lesbian?"

     Applejack rolled her head in Twilight's direction, lazily reproaching her under a lopsided Stetson. "Twilight, that's not how the game works."

     "Oh yeah, right, right... 'Kay, Rainbow Dash, truth or dare.? Please pick truth."

    A cyan mare rolled onto her back, aimlessly suspending her hooves in the air above her, admiring them. "Okay Twi, truth."

    "Are you a lesbian?"

    "Mayyybeee..."

    Breaking through the group's giggles, Pinkie shot clumsily into the air, digging through her bag. "Oh, that reminded me of something, I got something for you, Dashie..." Though she knew what was about to be unsheathed from the bag, Twilight kept her mouth shut, watching in amusement. "Here, this is yours, you dropped it!"

     A phallus sailed through the air, every eye glued on it as it landed in the middle of the circle, flopping about pathetically. It was quickly snatched up by a cyan pegasus, who, even through her high haze, looked mortified.

     "Oh Dashie, playing dress-up isn't something to be ashamed of!" Pinkie said in what was surely meant to be a comforting tone, but sounded giggly nonetheless. Perhaps that was just the Cannabis Sativa speaking.

     Applejack snickered. "Yeah sure, sugarcube... dress-up..."

     "Whatevs, AJ, you know you like it..." Rainbow drawled, resuming her cool composure. "My turn now... Fluttershy, dare or dare?"

     Fluttershy, who had been leaning against Twilight, watching the dust swirl in the lamplight, raised her eyebrows and looked at her friend. "Dare, I guess..."

     "I dare you to make out with Twilight. Right now, just, you know," The pegasus mashed her hooves together in a wild display of kissing. "Make out with her."

     Twilight giggled, unable to contain herself. Finally, the evening was going where she had intended it to, and although her fantasies hadn't involved pot brownies, she was not in a position to complain.

     Fluttershy turned to the purple mare, looking at her imploringly, pink color staining her cheeks. "Um, Twilight, do you mind if I make out with you for a minute, please?"

     The unicorn responded not in words, but rather in actions as she pressed her lips to her friend's, drawing out a soft noise of surprise. As the initial shock faded, Fluttershy felt herself engrossed in the kiss, losing herself to the soft feel of her friend's lips. And her taste, her taste... It was irresistible, like lavender and chocolate, the perfect mix.

     Twilight allowed her eyes to slide closed, kissing Fluttershy with every ounce of boldness she had in her. This was what her dreams were made of; purple pressed against yellow, the tongues swirling around each other, reveling in the taste of honey and roses that was Fluttershy's mouth.

     "Alright, I think that's long enough..." Rainbow broke the two apart, looking at an imaginary watch. "Yeah, that was pretty hot, if I do say so myself."

     "Oooh, Flutters, that was sex-ay." PInkie Pie chimed in a singsong voice, renewing the blush on the yellow mare's cheeks.

     "Thanks, Pinkie... I suppose it's my turn now... Rarity!" At Fluttershy's mention of her name, the white unicorn sprung to attention, disheveling her hair even further. "Truth or dare?"

     "I'll have what she's having... Dare me please, my dear!"

     "Umm... Okay... Since Twilight and I kissed, you have to kiss Applejack." The normally timid mare giggled, before adding, "Kiss and make up."

     The white mare groaned. "Ugh, fine... Come here, Applejack."

     The orange pony didn't put up a fight as Rarity's lips pressed against her own, immediately thrusting in her tongue, stroking her mouth from the inside. Applejack moaned in spite of herself, partially due to her chemical-clouded mind, and partially from the sheer boldness of the kiss. Rarity reached up a hoof to firmly grasp the back of Applejack's head, pulling her aggressively closer, a move that the farm pony didn't mind. In fact, it only made the heat flaring inside her grow stronger.

     Rainbow broke the silence once more as the two pulled apart. "Woah... Now that was bucking hot!"

     While Twilight and Fluttershy each gave a giggle, Rarity and Applejack seemed not to have noticed. Their eyes locked for the briefest of seconds as they pulled apart, a silent exchange that only the two ponies would ever understand.

     "I-I guess it's my turn," Rarity finally spoke, the smile returning to her face. "Hmm... Pinkie Pie, truth or dare?"

     Pinkie clopped her hooves together, overjoyed at being picked. "DARE!"

     Rarity lit up, a positively wicked smile gracing her ladylike features. "Oh, my goodness, do I have a diabolical one..." She said, but Pinkie's smile didn't falter. "Pinkie, are you up for a bit of a challenge?"

     The party pony nodded impossibly fast.

     "Well then... I need you to get Rainbow Dash here to do something in exactly one minute."

     Rainbow perked up, staring at Rarity, along with everypony else. Pinkie tilted her head to the side. "Get Dashie to do what?"

     Rarity's eyes narrowed almost to slits, wearing a borderline predatory smile. "Come."

     The cyan pegasus's jaw dropped at the boldness of her friend's dare; however, she couldn't help but feel a swell of arousal at the idea. Hell, if Pinkie was down with it, then so was she.

     Pinkie merely looked up from under a lock of curly pink hair, a determined smile adorning her face. "Challenge accepted."

     Every eye was on the two as Pinkie Pie leaned lazily into Dash, pausing to whisper into her ear. "Sure you want to do this, Dashie?"

     The pegasus nodded, arousal leaking from the junction between her legs at the mere thought. Pinkie beamed.

     "Okie dokie loki!"

     Within second, Pinkie Pie was in position, and Twilight held a magically conjured stopwatch. "Well, you both have one minute exactly, but, Rainbow Dash, how will we know when you, well, finish?" The purple unicorn asked.

     Rainbow snickered. "Oh, you'll know."

     "Alright then... One, two, three, begin!"

     During those three measly seconds, Rainbow's mind was already reeling. She'd been on the edge since the evening began, and now, with Pinkie's muzzle hovering over her, ready to get her off as quickly as possible, the pegasus knew it wouldn't be long. Her sex dripped with anticipation, waiting, begging for that moment when-

     Hello! Pinkie's tongue immediately went to work, wrapping around Dash's stiff clit, tracing quick circles around it. The first contact send a shockwave of pleasure and a moan out of Rainbow, who bucked her hips forward uncontrollably. Pinkie was spurred on by the motion, flicking her tongue faster and faster over Rainbow's sensitive bundle of nerves, using her hooves to steady her friend as she writhed.

     Every touch felt like a thousand to Rainbow, who moaned and gasped as the seconds dragged by. The familiar feeling was already building inside her abdomen. Pinkie wrapped her lips around her clit and began to suck gently, moving her hoof away to stimulate the area around Dash's entrance.

     It was too much, it was all too much. The double sensation of Pinkie's tongue and hoof, the sheer erotica of it all, every eye on her, waiting for that moment what she would-

     With a long cry, Rainbow felt herself release. The contractions hit her like a volcanic eruption of otherworldly pleasure, coming like lava as a squirt of orgasm hit Pinkie's face, followed closely by another. After the third release, Rainbow felt utter bliss overtake her, and she slumped into the hardwood, completely, perfectly spent.

     The room was sweltering in collective arousal at what had just passed before it. Twilight moaned, breaking the trance put on her by the display of unadulterated pleasure she had just witnessed.

     "Uh, time!" She held up the stopwatch. "55 seconds! Cutting it close there, Rainbow Dash." The unicorn teased the pegasus, who responded only in a weak grunt.

     Pinkie propped herself up on her haunches. "Oh boy, that was fast! And fun! And it's my turn!" She declared, resuming the game. "You know... that was so much fun, I've got an even better idea!"

     The group was eager to hear it.

     "Hmmm, let's see... Flutters and Twi can be together, and Rare and AJ..." She rationed, rather to herself than anypony else. "Okay, Pinkie has a new game! Listen up! These are the rules:

     "We'll race. Team Twishy versus Team Rarijack, and the first person to make the other come wins! Okie dokie, I know this is gonna by super duper fun!"

     Rarity and Applejack exchanged glances, silently making arrangement as to who would be who. With a nod, the two turned back to Pinkie. "Alright, we're in." Applejack decreed.

     Meanwhile, Fluttershy had built herself a wall of hair to hide behind, one that Twilight was trying to coax her out of. "Fluttershy, you don't have to do this if you don't want to." She offered, secretly hoping she could change the scared mare's mind.

     Fluttershy closed her eyes behind her pink curtain, taking a deep breath. "No, it's okay, Twilight, I want to do this." She brushed her hair to the side, offering her friend the most timid of smiles.

     "I guess we're in too." Twilight informed. Applejack's eyes widened in surprise, before narrowing them in determination.

     The pairs were lined up, and Pinkie held the torch as Rainbow lifted her head to groggily watch. Just before beginning, Rarity cried out.

     "One moment, before we begin this, I think I mayb need another of Fluttershy's 'special' brownies." She said, before taking a hefty bite of the drugged cnfection. "That's better. Alright, Pinkie, proceed."

     "Oookay... One, Two, Readysetgo!"

     Two silumtaneous sounds shredded through the waiting silence, one a fluttery cry, the other nothing more than a muffled squeak. Applejack attacked Rarity's wet sex with a vigor only the farm pony was capable of, drawing out moan after ladylike moan. The unicorn threw her head back at the ministrations, her chest heaving at the feeling of the ruffian pony nipping at her clitoris. Her composure ebbed away slowly and steadily as she wiggled demurely, whining like a professional.

     Applejack laughed into Rarity's nethers as she worked; her competitive nature had taken the reigns, and victory was surely within reach. The vibrations of her chuckle sent a shiver of pleasure down Rarity's spine from the tip of Applejack's snout, eliciting another high-pitched whinny from the aroused socialite.

     Hardly heard over the unicorn's moans, a yellow pegasus sighed in pleasure. Fluttershy was still timid as ever, and it was only thanks to her herb garden that she even had the fortitude to allow this to happen so willingly; however, now, in the throes of pleasure with Twilight's tongue swirling around her clit, she had no regrets. Pink hair fell around a beautiful yellow face, mouth open in short gasps in time with Twilight's flicks.

     The pegasus tucked her head downward, emitting muffled moans and grunts, sounding rather like a kitten mewling than a mare being pleasured outside of her earthly boundaries. Twilight paused to draw a long lick from the base to the tip of Fluttershy's marehood, one hoof gently caressing her cutie mark, pulling another quiet squeal from the mare below. Every noise she made was like a drug to the unicorn, who continued with more attentiveness, fueled by the sugary sounds the yellow mare emitted.

     Pinkie only watched, unable to quell the burning between her legs. Oh, how she wanted to join in, be a part of the fun her friends were having right in her presence, but, alas, she was the referee of sorts, and professionalism came first. At least, she was supposed to be watching for who came first.

     Rarity squirmed, unable to hold still as Applejack licked with a fury, forcing the orange mare to firmly grasp her hips to steady her. She bagan to pant as the seconds passed, feeling herself grow ever closer to that explosive moment, when her brain would turn to a ladylike pile of high-end mush.

     Applejack's hat had long since fallen to the floor, but the mare was so engrossed in her task and the dripping inferno between her legs that she failed to notice. She spurred herself to work even faster, drawing little apples over the squealing white mare's clit with the tip of her tongue. Though her to lngue began to feel tired, Rarity's increasingly loud moans told her she may not have so much longer to work.

     As it became clear, she had less time left over than expected. A mild cry split the room as Fluttershy unexpectedly fell into the whirlpool of pleasure. Twilight responded quickly, drawing the yellow mare's clitoris into her mouth, gently sucking as Fluttershy rode the rushing maelstrom of unadulterated orgasm, arching her back and forcefully shoving her hips foreward in a move of unusual boldness. Her hoof found the purple mane, stroking it in time with the contractions, a small moan for each one, until, finally, she slumped back, gasping.

     Pinkie bounded over, victoriously lifting the exhausted pegasus's hoof into the air. "We have a winner!"

     Fluttershy only sighed, spent. Applejack lifted her head from Rarity, looking up with a grin. "Does that mean the game's over?"

     Rarity grasped the farm pony's head, pulling her aggressively back into her needy nethers. "Oh heavens no, keep going!" She whined desperately, squeezing her eyes shut. Applejack smiled smugly and placed a cruelly teasing lick directly on Rarity's clitoris.

     "Oh come off it, Applejack, just finish me off already!"

    Applejack was many things, but she wasn't heartless. She pulled her lips over the unicorn's sensitive button, combining sucking and licking in the perfect quantities. Turnes out that was all the mare needed.

     Rarity moaned loudly, arching her back and grabbing her friend's head as she came, eyes clamped tightly shut. She grinded her hips ard against Applejack's muzzle, thrashing her head back and forth as her blood burned like the very unholy fires of arousal, allowing electricity to shoot from every nerve in her body. She fell quiet, biting her lip to stifle her gasps as fluid rushed out of her in torrential quantities.

     Rarity fell backwards, heaving and gasping as her orgasm ebbed away. "Now... Now the game is over."

     Pinkie looked up with halfway closed eyes and a glistening hoof. During the time it took Rarity to fall over the edge, she couldn't restrain herself. Every eye was so focused on the writhing unicorn, they hadn't noticed the earth pony as she buried her head into her mane, humming sweetly as her walls closed around her hoof. Besides, it wasn't fair that they got to have all the fun!

     A snore tore through the room. Rainbow Dash lay sprawled on her back, wings at her sides, lost in a deep, satisfied slumber. Twilight giggled, feeling the same tired, satiated stupor overwhelming her. The evening had been a perfect success, as she had planned. Looking around at her group of exhausted friends, the unicorn concluded that perhaps it was time to fall into an even better, dreamless sleep.

     "Hehe, I guess it's bedtime." The unicorn acknowledged to a lazy collective murmer of assent. With a pink sliver of magic, the lights went out, and still darkness enveloped the room. Ponies nestled themselves in pillows and woolen blankets, curling up like foals, illuminated only by the gentle glow of the moonlight and the twinkling stars, allowing sleep to whisk each one of them away. Twilight tucked herself into the pile, reveling in the feeling of five other bodies against her, connected in the most intimate way that transcended anything she'd ever know. As her mind clouded, ready to be taken away from the shores of consciousness to the ocean of sleep, Twilight sighed, feeing true understanding of friendship for what was quite possibly the first time.

     "Good night, girls."

*~*~*

     A cyan formed hit her blanket hard, hopping up and down like an excited filly.

     "C'mon Rarity, Twilight made scrambled eggs!" Rainbow announced into Rarity's ear, who groaned, rolling onto her back groggily. She whapped herself in the face, feeling blindly for her sleep mask, pulling it down uncouthly as she looked at Rainbow with displeased eyes.

     "Really, Rainbow Dash, have you no respect for beauty sleep?"

     Rainbow hopped to her hooves, sweeping a strand of prismatic hair to the side as she stared at Rarity with one eyebrow cocked.

     "Forget I asked."

     On shaky hooves, the white mare used a cloud of blue magic to impeccably fold up her blanket, tucking it next to the jumbled pile of linens used by her friends, throwing a disapproving glare at the heap as she did so. Choosing her battles, Rarity let the smell of breakfast guide her to the kitchen, where she was greeted by her comrades, who were clustered around Twilight's table.

     "Good morning, Rarity, sleep well?" Twilight asked over her shoulder, a group of plates hovering above her head. Rarity plopped onto a chair, brushing a strand of tussled purple hair from her face.

     "Like a foal." She replied, though her grumpy tone spoke otherwise. For the sake of camaraderie, she forced a smile onto her face. "But seriously, Twilight dear, I had a lot of fun."

     Rainbow agreed through a mouthful of biscuit. "Me too, thankth to Fluttershy'th shpecial brownieth." She nudged the yellow mare next to her, who squeaked and lowered her head, looking out at her friends like a frightened bunny. Pinkie snorted with laughter, nearly asphyxiating herself on a particularly large chunk of biscuit.

     Setting a heaping plate of eggs in front of each of her friends, Twilight took her place at the table, immediately filling her mouth with a piece of steaming omelet. The six friends ate together, warmth spreading through them partially at Twilight's satisfying delicious eggs, but mostly at just sitting together, lunching casually, as friends.

     As they finished, the sound of a door opening greeted them. A dragon strolled in, hopping onto the last empty chair and helping himself to a biscuit, nibbling absently as a blissful smile adorned his face.

     Twilight greeted her assistant happily. "Hey Spike, glad you're back! Did you have fun with the CMC?"

     The group turned to the little dragon as he answered, half chewing on the bit of biscuit. "Oh yeah, tons."

     "Oh yeah? What crazy things did the CMC do this time?"

     Spike rested his head in a claw, looking impossibly blissful, lazy, reminiscent. He swallowed his biscuit before answering, swinging his tail merrily beneath him.

     "Cutie Mark Crusaders Dragon Tamers."