Author's Note

Welcome to Sugarcoated, version 2! Expect plenty more F/F in the form of Sunny/Indy, with additional hints of Lyra/Bonbon, AJ/Rainbow, Pinkie/Rarity and Fluttershy/Sunset. Also expect Sugarcoat herself being not only turned into a toy for a magically animated Wondercolts stallion mascot, but worst of all, being brutally blunt in her appraisal of both Midnight and the sexual prowess of her classmates.

And lest I forget, for those of you in the good old US of A—Happy Thanksgiving!

—Firesight

5: Sugarcoated - v2

“Oh… my…” Fluttershy said very quietly again as she continued to clutch my arm right through my leather jacket sleeve.

Just like the rest of us, she was unable to tear her eyes away from the unlikely but increasingly enticing scene; her cheeks badly flushed as she watched the two Shadowbolt teens pleasure each other in equal parts lust and loathing. A glance over at her forced me to look immediately away when I realized her nipples were rock hard; their dark nubs prominent right through her shirt, and her free hand was making a kneading motion like it wanted to go to work on herself.

She wasn’t the only one; a quick glance around the walled-off quad told me that everyone was reacting in much the same way. Even those who hadn’t started to undress under the indirect effects of Midnight’s mating magic had become extremely aroused; their faces were flushed and pants alternately bulging or moistening, depending on the gender.

“D-Dang it, we gotta stop her!” Applejack insisted, though a quick glance told me she was getting turned on as well if her top two undone blouse buttons were any indication; as I watched, her left hand then undid a third while her right clutched onto Rainbow’s. “Much more of this, and it’s gonna be we who ain’t able to stop!”

“Tell me about it…” Rainbow agreed through gritted teeth; every time she tried to look away from the mating pair of Crystal Prep girls, her eyes were almost instantly drawn back towards them, I noticed. “But what can we do without our Twilight here?”

Midnight’s aura was indeed affecting everyone, it seemed, and I was no different. My marehood—sorry, that’s one pony nickname for intimate areas I never seem to shake—felt swollen and deliciously receptive to touch; the urge to dig my hands into my own body—or Fluttershy’s!—was growing and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold it off.

“I don’t know! Maybe just talk to her? Or failing that, pony up like you suggested?” Applejack offered weakly. Looking around, some CHS girls had already started into sex as Lyra and Bonbon had their tops pulled up, kissing and pawing at each other passionately as they watched the action between Sunny Flare and Indigo Zap unfold. “Even if she ain’t hurting them, she’s gonna scar ‘em for life!”

“Fine. And how do you suggest we do that?” a rose-cheeked Rainbow asked skeptically, apparently unaware she had just pulled AJ’s hand to her chest. “We don’t have our instruments and she isn’t a siren! She’s our friend! Well, sort of…” She rubbed the beads of sweat off her forehead with her free arm, finally noticing where Applejack’s human hoof was but unwilling to shoo it away.

“But why bother? She’s not hurting them!” Pinkie pointed out again, her tone increasingly eager as she stood supporting Rarity from behind. She kept her weak-kneed friend propped up where she could stare at the scene; either by accident or design she had pulled Rarity’s shirt tail free, exposing a small sliver of smooth stomach punctuated by her navel.

I have to say that of all of us, she seemed to be the least affected, or maybe just the least alarmed. “I say just let her do it! She’s been in that frumpy-grumpy meanie-pants Crystal Prep school for so long, she’s probably never been able to cut loose! She needs this! And if you ask me, so do they!”

“Pinkie, she ain’t exactly asking for permission here! And have you forgotten about those portals?” I had to give Applejack credit—despite her state, she kept her head about her even as others were losing theirs to the sexually charged scene. She motioned around us, looking through a nearby air rift to see a dozen ponies and even a few members of other exotic four-legged races staring back from a safe distance from what looked like a street in Manehattan, gaping at the open window to the alien world before them. “They’re still here, and we’re still trapped!”

As usual, Pinkie missed the point. Or maybe she hadn’t but didn’t care. “Ooooo… look at all the pretty ponies! Is that what Princess Twilight looks like?” She waved to them, causing one to wave tentatively back with a hoof while whispering something to her friend. “They’re so cute! I wouldn’t mind being one myself!”

“Sunset, what do we do?” Rarity asked me again as she continued to lean heavily back against Pinkie Pie. Our normally elegant fashionista friend was starting to look more than a little disheveled, strands of her hair going out of place and a tear over her upper blouse as she’d apparently clawed at herself at least once, revealing the edge of her bra beneath. “If this keeps up…” The rest went unspoken.

“I’m thinking…” was once again all I could immediately answer with. For Rainbow was right—what could we do? Part of me agreed with Pinkie that for as repressed and lonely as she had seemed, Twilight needed to get this out of her system, but at the same time, Applejack was also right—that regardless of how much her classmates may have deserved it, or how much pleasure she was giving them, Midnight was treating them as nothing more than erotic objects.

As sources of sexual gratification to do with as she saw fit, causing potentially enormous psychological trauma in the process!

There were myriad reasons such magic use was considered enormously unethical, to say nothing of outright illegal in Equestria, after all. But at least there, the various races had magical attributes and resistance that humans completely lacked—which is part of the reason the previous me went to the human realm; I reasoned that having a monopoly on magic meant I could easily take over and bend everyone to my will once I ascended.

The point, for anyone reading this, is that all the races of my native world could withstand or outright defend themselves against intrusive or coercive magic. But aside from the human Element Bearers, under what I then thought were a very narrow set of circumstances, humans could not. And thus, they were easy prey for Midnight, who wielded a completely outsized aura and spellcasting arsenal anyway.

Still, I honestly think Midnight didn’t realize what she was doing was wrong. Absolute power had consumed her, and the unleashed teenage goddess she had become was now indulging all the fun and fantasies she’d been for so long denied.

So I had to stop her. Show her the error of her ways. “Well, whatever you’re thinking, you better come up with something quick!” Rainbow told me as she just caught herself from reaching under her own skirt, balling her hand into a fist to stop herself.

“I know!” I snapped a little harder than I meant, causing Fluttershy to squeeze my arm more gently and lay her head on my shoulder in comfort. Yes, I had to do something. I was the only other individual present who knew magic and could understand what was happening, so if stopping Midnight fell to anyone, it fell to me.

But how? As a human, I was as magically powerless as the rest for the most part—ponying up when performing music aside. But even if I was a unicorn again, I wouldn’t have the power to go horn-to-horn with an alicorn, and that’s the level Midnight Sparkle was on. Whether her power was in direct reflection of her pony Princess counterpart was a question for another time. What was the question at that moment was how I could reach her. Stop her. But how?

At that moment, my eyes fell on the fallen magic-siphoning pendant separated from me by the large ground portal; the beginnings of an idea forming in my head as I noticed it. But Midnight didn’t give me much chance to follow my train of thought before turning her attention to her next classmate.

* * * * *

“So how’s my public speaking now, Sugarcoat?”

Leaving Sunny and Indy behind to their exhibition and the great enjoyment of their classmates, Midnight next rounded on the bespectacled, orchid-shaded and frost-haired classmate with the red hairpin. She was hiding behind a trash can away from the other students; Midnight ripped it bodily out of its moorings before tossing it over the wall. “Do I sound confident enough for you, now?” she asked in a mixture of anger and lazy anticipation.

Sugarcoat scrambled backwards, staring up at Midnight in fear before glancing around wildly, looking for an escape route. She got up to run but there was nowhere she could flee as Midnight cut off her retreat with another opened portal. This one was a doorway into what looked like the thestral capital of Hollow Shades, if the magic-darkened surroundings and glowing firefly eyes below were any indication.

Trapped on an isolated island of green, Sugarcoat resorted to her one remaining weapon—blunt honesty. “Fine, Sparkle. I take it back. But you know, your people skills really need some work! And having Sunny and Indy do each other like that seems completely cliché and unimaginative. I’ve seen better lesbo porn from the boys locker room pin-ups.”

“Oh? And just what were you doing in the boys’ locker room?” Midnight challenged.

Sugarcoat hesitated before answering. “No comment.”

“That’s a first.” The transformed teen hovered above her Shadowbolt schoolmate with her arms crossed. She looked unamused at first, then grinned. “Well, thanks for your feedback, Sugarcoat. Always there with an encouraging word for me, aren’t you? I remember that one time I asked you for advice on getting Object Oriented back from Sunny there, and you told me that I had two options—offer him my butt or a blow job!” she all but hissed, causing Sugarcoat to shrink back, but only slightly.

She then stood up straight and crossed her arms, brushing the grass off her uniform. “Well, then I don’t see why you’re complaining. It was good advice, Sparkle.”

“Really.” Even Midnight seemed impressed by her sheer brazenness.

“Yes, really. You don’t have Sunny’s bust, and since your butt is your most popular body part given all the guys love groping it, I figured you might be able to entice him with it. And as for blow jobs, I have it on good authority that Sunny isn’t any good at them, so if you learn it, you should be able to get one up on her there.”

“Hey!”Sunny shouted from where she lay, her marehood still filled with the magical cooler—that’s what ponies call dildos—and pressed hard against Indigo’s, who laughed despite her pleasure. “And just who... said... that?” she shouted as she came again; the series of spurts from her pried-open marehood hitting Indigo’s chest, while Indigo’s own squirts hit Sunny’s face in turn, causing her tongue to dart out and lick it up. I had no idea how they came out at an oblique angle like that to so unerringly and erotically target the other, unless—

“Jet Set said so,” Sugarcoat replied and broke my chain of thought again. She seemed unable to stop herself from answering even as Upper Crust gave her boyfriend a lethal look while her lips were wrapped around his organ; I could only guess she was trying to win him back with some oral of her own. “And Trenderhoof. And Royal Pin. And even Professor Cranky Doodle, according to Lemon Zest. They all said you use too much teeth and not enough tongue. So with a little coaching from Zesty, you could be one up on her there, Twilight.”

“Well, she’s not wrong…” Trenderhoof admitted as he looked barely restrained along with the other Crystal Prep and Canterlot High guys from joining in the fun with Sunny and Indigo; I can only guess that was either part of Midnight’s charm spell or they were just remembering her earlier warning to look but not touch. “She’s right, Midnight—Zesty is the best at it!”

“Whoa. There’s being brutally honest, and then there’s that…” Even Applejack was impressed by how tactlessly direct Sugarcoat was.

“Aw, she doesn’t know how to give head? But that’s easy!” Pinkie seemed mystified as she continued to hold up and fan a rose-cheeked Rarity with a bright pink squeeze misting fan she’d produced from somewhere, though the top of Rarity’s blouse was quickly becoming see-through as it got wet.

Which struck me as odd and unlikely given how windy it was out there in the magic-agitated atmosphere. The spray should have blown away, and yet...

“I mean, I’ve already done it on Chest Candy and Triton from Hollow Shades High! I did it when we went on that field trip to their school’s planetarium! They were nice to us so I rewarded them in the boys’ locker room before we got back on the bus! And they told me I was a natural!”

“Way too much info, Pinkie!” Rainbow told her with a grimace as, unable to resist any longer, she turned to Applejack and began to kiss her. “I did not need to hear that!”

“Seconded!” Applejack announced between pecks. “Though I reckon they were kinda cute…”

“Why? It just seems like a super-duper neato thing to do for guys you like! I mean, I even taught Rarity here how to do it!”

“Pinkie!” Rarity shouted in shock, her cheeks going from pink to bright red. For a moment, she looked on the verge of fainting again, causing Pinkie to begin loosening her skirt and shirt, aiming the spray further down her flushed chest. “I asked for that lesson in confidence!”

“But that’s what I gave you! A lesson in how to be confident!” Pinkie protested as she continued to fan and mist her. “And why so upset? You should be proud! You passed your final exam with flying colors by going down on Ragamuffin and making him feel desirable, giving him the confidence he needed to go to dancing school!” she further explained, making the entire CHS side of the field stare at the pair as a mortified Rarity buried her hot face in her hands. “If you didn’t want me to tell anybody else about that, you should have said so! Then I would have Pinkie-promised!”

Though the rest of us were speechless at that point—the things you learn when sex-crazed alicorn demigoddesses are around, am I right?—Midnight paused long enough to listen to the exchange in some amusement before turning her attention back to her latest quarry.

“So there you go, Sparkle. You asked for my advice, and I gave it. It's not my fault you didn't like it. And besides, how do you know you won’t like giving oral until you try?” Sugarcoat asked without any emotional inflection. “I’m just trying to help you expand your horizons, you know. So would you mind letting me go now? I didn’t hurt you, and I really don’t care to be part of a lesbo three-way with those two or anyone else,” she added, glancing back over at Sunny and Indigo; the former demanding loudly to know why nobody had ever told her she was doing it wrong, while the latter just laughed and laughed.

“Well, well. Guess you ain’t the gift to boys you thought, Sunny!” Indigo mocked, using the flexibility of her leg to knead Sunny’s breast with a foot. She kept a nipple pinched between her toes as they continued to scissor; the area between their nethers now glowing bright blue from the magical construct within them.

“Oh, yeah? Well, at least I’ve been with boys, you athletic anti-male apostate!” she said as she clutched Indigo’s foot to her.

“I’m not anti-male! I just have standards! Any boy who wants me has to beat me at something first! And I’m so awesome that so far… none… have!” Her entire body stiffened and her voice escalated into a scream as she came again.

“Wow, a girl after my own heart…” Rainbow muttered between increasingly deep kisses with AJ.

“Yeah, reckon I like her too! Think she might be with us if we beat her at something?” Applejack wondered aloud.

Midnight stared at them for a moment, then chuckled. “I’ll leave that between the three of you. But you know, Sugarcoat… I could almost accept your explanation for that advice, except for one thing. After all, they do say you shouldn’t be giving advice you’re not willing to take yourself!”

Sugarcoat made a show of straightening her glasses. “Who is this ‘they’ you speak of, Sparkle? And given most of the Crystal Prep guys are as stuck-up and selfish as Sunny there, I’d sooner give oral to a horse before I give it to a student,” she stated matter-of-factly, only for her eyes to go wide as she quickly clamped her hands over her mouth.

“Oh, really?” The gleam in Midnight’s eyes turned evil. At that moment, I think we all realized what was about to happen, none more so than a sweating Sugarcoat herself. “You know what, Sugarcoat? That’s not a bad idea! After all, if you’re going to tell me to learn oral, then it’s only fair that you learn it too! But since you said you’d prefer a horse to the average C-P student...”

Midnight zapped the shattered Wondercolts statue to produce… an ethereal, violet-glowing see-through version of the school mascot in its place; one fully active and mobile as it hopped down from its stone mount. It snorted as it turned its glowing red eyes on Sugarcoat and began advancing on her, walking over the large surface portal towards her as if it were solid ground...

And growing quickly and principally erect as it neared her, its intentions obvious to all.

“No! No!” For the first time, there was panic in Sugarcoat’s face and voice as she backed away as far as she could from the magical creature. But she was soon trapped against the edge of the island with ground rifts to what looked like Thestralslovakia bracketing her; the glowing-ember eyes belonging to the shadowy bat-ponies beneath starting to approach the portal through the artificially darkened skies that always shrouded thestral towns and cities. “Stay back!”

To her mingled excitement and fear, if her sudden sweat combined with the flush of her cheeks was any indication, the ethereal equine did not obey. It continued to slowly advance on her with a series of clopping and heavy breathing sounds; its virtual organ now stretched out nearly all the way to the ground, drooling drops of glowing violet liquid that fell a few feet before evaporating into the air itself.

“Sorry, Sugarcoat, but you can actually thank Zesty for the idea of this one! But if it makes you feel any better, the punishment I’m planning for her will put yours to shame!”

“It doesn’t!” Sugarcoat replied frantically with glances to both sides and behind her; for a moment, I thought she’d take a flying leap into a portal to get away. But Midnight didn’t give her the chance, sweeping her up and laying her flat on the ground as the ethereal equine approached, pinning her in place but otherwise not touching or undressing her. “I’d rather be in a lesbo three-way than this!”

“Sorry, Sugar, but this is a private party! And if we’re getting punished, then you are too!” Indigo shouted from ten yards away. And was it my imagination, or had her boobs gotten a bit bigger?

“S-serves you right for telling everyone I suck at blowing!” Sunny added with a smile and a shaky voice, watching Sugarcoat’s predicament with a gleeful expression even as she seemed to savor the sensations of her hate sex with Indigo, licking her lips repeatedly as the two twisted and writhed against the phallic toy within them and each other’s intimate areas. “Or should that be that I blow at sucking…?”

“H-how about you two mind your own business?” Sugarcoat called back, her deadpan delivery faltering as she watched the insubstantial stallion get nearer, her wide, dilated pupils fixed on its dangling shaft.

“Like you always do?” Indigo answered derisively. “You never had an opinion you couldn’t voice! Hey, Sparkle! Put something in that big mouth of hers to shut her up, will ya? We’d all consider it a favor!” she proclaimed to shouts of agreement from the other Crystal Prep students, several of whom had broken off from the main scene to watch and record what was unfolding with Sugarcoat.

“Something is very much planned!” Midnight replied with a smirk. “Forward, my pet! Your mare awaits!”

“Mare? B-but I’m not a horse! And I don’t do oral!” Sugarcoat protested in increasing panic from where she lay, unable to do anything but await the ethereal equine’s arrival.

“Aw. And how do you know you won’t like it until you try?” This time, Midnight perfectly duplicated Sugarcoat’s deadpan voice. “I’m just trying to help you expand your horizons, you know!” she further recited in direct imitation of the blunt-spoken teen, the smile on her face telling me she was very much enjoying her latest form of revenge.

“B-but—” For once, words failed Sugarcoat as the see-through stallion reached her. It placed its front hooves on either side of her hips, reaching down to undo her bow with its mouth while breathing in her scent deeply. Pulling it free and tossing it into the portal, it gave a loud and lustful snort followed by a languid lick of her neck, eliciting a sound that was half-gasp, half whimper.

“But nothing!” Midnight withdrew her magic as the ghostlike beast pinned Sugarcoat in its place. It stepped up and laid the head of its enormous shaft against her belly, which somehow held her fast. “Enjoy your new equine addiction, Sugarcoat! And I bet you don’t find this ‘cliché and unimaginative!’”

At its touch, the lower fasteners of her uniform blouse instantly unbuttoned themselves—for which I chalked up a lockpick spell to Midnight’s ever-growing magical arsenal; I was actually feeling jealous of how quickly and instinctively she was mastering her spellcasting!—and the head of the equine organ slipped inside to press against Sugarcoat’s bare stomach beneath.

“Oh, no!”a shaky Sugarcoat managed as her uniform gave way before the enormous but phantom phallus, allowing it passage beneath the still-buttoned part of her blouse.

“Oh, yes!”Twilight responded as the magical construct’s touch seemed to affect Sugarcoat, her cheeks going flushed as its warmth and mating magic seeped into her—Twilight had clearly doped the construct with a very large dose of arousal aura and pheromone, and then added the gotta-have-it spell for extra effect.

“But… this…” Sugarcoat said slightly breathlessly as she watched, wide-eyed as the ethereal organ worked its way up her belly beneath her school uniform, the bulge shortly appearing beneath and then between her breasts as it somehow found its way under her bra and began thrusting between them. It dribbled glowing liquid all over her, which remained visible only briefly before it was absorbed into her lavender skin.

I swore I could all but feel the sparks of sensation she was experiencing; recognize from her pleasured twitches each erotic tingle she experienced in turn.

“Speechless? That’s so unlike you, Sugarcoat,” Midnight mocked, another flare of her horn lengthening the already-impressive phallus further, allowing the organ to suddenly poke out the top of her blouse. Its head was shortly staring Sugarcoat in the face; its sight and scent saturating her senses, drawing her head and watering mouth nearer.

“Do it, Sugarcoat. Practice what you preach! Give it oral! You know you want to…” Twilight all but cooed and as if in a trance, Sugarcoat obeyed, beginning to lick and kiss it. She then pressed the sides of her small breasts into its glowing outline, which was so complete and anatomically accurate it even had pulsing veins and a medial ring. Each beat of the creature’s virtual heart caused the veins to throb and thicken, glowing briefly brighter with the increased magic flow.

The magical beast responded to the oral stimulation with a second snort, moving against her with increasing urgency until the head of its organ gained entrance to Sugarcoat’s mouth.

“Good girl!” Midnight clapped in approval as cheers went up from Sunny and Indy along with the rest of the males watching. “And since you’re a little short on bust—don’t be ashamed; we can’t all be Sunny!—here’s a little help...”

With a wave of her hand and another beam of energy, Sugarcoat’s chest suddenly swelled from an A-cup to well past Sunny’s size; her mammaries expanding until her large breasts were all but bursting out of her blouse, to the astonishment of both her and all watching.

“And so now Midnight knows enhancement spells…” I couldn’t help but mutter, my inexplicable sense of magical envy only increased. Stunned and unable to speak around a mouthful of stallionhood, Sugarcoat took immediate advantage of her new endowments, pillowing the large ethereal organ between them; the middle strap of her bra finally gave way entirely beneath her badly-stretched blouse with an audible snap!

“Wow. You are really good at this.” Midnight mimicked Sugarcoat’s voice again. “But then again, I’m guessing that despite what you said, that’s not the first time you’ve done it, is it?” she asked almost rhetorically with a glance at the Shadowbolt stands, causing one of the male students—Neon Lights?—to suddenly blush, the front of his pants painfully stretched as his eyes kept shifting back between Sugarcoat and the Sunny/Indy scene.

Midnight and the rest of us watched as the virtual horse finally climaxed by rearing up and pinwheeling its forehooves while giving a loud whinny, covering Sugarcoat’s face and chest with glowing fluid-like magic that just seemed to soak right into her skin, leaving her dazed. The copious magical liquid had a second effect in that it dissolved her clothes right off her; the fabric of her jacket, blouse, skirt and undergarments evaporating like snow in summer, leaving her dressed only in her shoes and socks.

“You know, you’re kinda being a doormat right now, Sugarcoat,” Twilight said mildly like she was quoting her classmate again. Her horn glow intensified anew and the magical horse backed off just far enough to position itself between Sugar’s legs.

Fluttershy gasped, her hand going to her mouth and even Rainbow Dash winced as Rarity fainted for a third time, only to be caught yet again by Pinkie Pie, who took the opportunity to feel her up slightly as her hands slipped beneath her blouse, pulling up her top enough to fully reveal her alabaster midsection. But in the end, the only one who spoke up in protest was Applejack, who separated herself from Rainbow to approach Midnight.

“Dagnabbit, Twilight or Midnight or whatever the hay you call yourself, stop!” she called out, advancing to the edge of the ground portal, shouting to make herself heard over the gusting gale. “Listen to me, you can’t do that! That thing will tear her apa…”

Her voice trailed off as, already aroused and magically charged beyond all measure, Sugarcoat spread her legs wide to accept the equine organ, which slipped through the quickly-dissolved remains of her panties with ease and lodged itself within her with a grunt.

The magical horse held her in place with its forelegs as it began steadily thrusting into her, burying itself a little deeper each time. As we watched agape, the visible bulge on her midsection impossibly worked its way ever higher within her, finally lifting her off the ground entirely, leaving both Sugarcoat and AJ speechless.

“You were saying?” Midnight replied with a smirk, throwing only the barest of glances Applejack’s way. “I may be a dark goddess, but I’m not that kind of dark!”

Applejack stared in disbelief as the horse buried itself to the medial ring within Sugarcoat. The now-fully surrendered Shadowbolt teen moaned and writhed against the enormous intruder, trying to work the massive shaft in even deeper; the bulge now under her sternum and still advancing. Finally, AJ dropped her Stetson beside her, eyes glazed and gaze transfixed.

“What the… you mean you like that?” Rainbow Dash called out to her in disbelief.

But Applejack didn’t look back as she answered, her eyes fixed straight ahead; even from six feet away I swore I could all but sense the intense heat coming off her loins. “As Ma and Pa are mah witnesses, I ain’t never gonna see my farm horses the same way again…” she said shakily as myself, Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash snapped out of our own respective stupors to pull her back from the edge of the portal to Ponyville, whose pegasi were starting to hover a lot closer.

Applejack was hardly alone in her reaction. At that point, most of us were irresistibly aroused and in the middle stages of undress. Rainbow had shed not just her jacket but her pink skirt at some point and Fluttershy’s blouse had broken a shoulder strap, revealing the top curve of a breast; even one of her bootlaces had come untied. And me?

I was still resisting and my clothes were intact, but for how much longer? I had to act soon, or we’d all be reduced to the state Midnight was leaving her classmates in, just from the peripheral influence of her aura alone!

Midnight nodded in satisfaction yet again. “Since you seem to be enjoying my pet now, I’ll leave you to it, Sugarcoat. So who’s next?” she asked her cowering schoolmates. Most of her female ones took cover behind the remaining greenery and stands, while the charmed boys shouted suggestions at who should be punished next and why, even offering suggestions for how.

Listening to them all, Midnight closed her eyes and smiled. “Well. I do appreciate the enthusiasm, boys. And just so you know, I really don’t hold any of what happened at C-P against you. But that said, I think I’ve been a little unfair,” she mused. “After all, I haven’t given any of you attention or let you touch anything yet! So maybe it’s time I do…”