Bookendsby StormbringerChaptersCHAPTER ONE: Late Night at the LibraryCHAPTER TWO: Pillow TalkCHAPTER THREE: That Next MorningCHAPTER FOUR: Getting SchooledCHAPTER ONE: Late Night at the LibraryCheerilee was always nervous when this lesson came up in the curriculum. It wasn’t funny to her in the slightest how most parents were putting the responsibility of teaching the ‘Facts of Life’ i.e. reproduction, to the school, saving themselves the embarrassing questions. Questions that they had faith in the teacher to answer. The single, unattached and lonely teacher. A teacher that had very little interest and even less experience in the subject. She was reading a book Twilight Sparkle recommended, HowtoSpeaktoKidsAboutPonySexuality. It was kind of embarrassing; this subject always gave her strange feelings. It was an odd mixture of passion and humiliation, being in front of the class and talking about a subject, aside from books, she knew next to nothing about. Twilight was coming down to the library level to make sure all was secure for the night. What she saw surprised her. There, comfortably on a sofa was Cheerilee. Twilight smiled as she looked at the teacher reclined on the sofa as if she were at home. She thought how lovely this mare looked in the light of the library. Twilight once again wished that she was as attractive as Cheerilee and not just being a ‘Plain Mane’ like she’d always seen herself. The teacher had arrived at the library not long after school asking Twilight’s advice on a book to help her get ready for a lesson on biology. She had sat down and was as soon absorbed in the book. Although Twilight could tell from the teacher’s face she wasn’t comfortable with the subject matter. But it made Twilight smile to see another pony, who like herself, could ‘zone out’ reading a book and let time pass by without notice. “Cheerilee,” said a voice, “I didn’t realize you were still here. I was getting ready to lock up and turn in.” Cheerilee looked up from the book, it was Twilight Sparkle, then she noticed the clock on the mantel and the darkness outside the window. “Oh my gosh Twilight,” said the teacher, “I’m so sorry to have kept you up, I’ll get going. Thanks for your hospitality.” “Anytime,” said the purple Unicorn with a smile, walking Cheerilee to the door. Twilight’s magic opened the door, they discovered that a late Fall snowstorm was raging. “Oh pony feathers!” remarked Twilight, “I forgot Rainbow Dash warned me about this.” “It’s okay,” replied the teacher, “I’m sure I can make it home without much problem.” “My hoof you will!” said Twilight, “Spike is in Canterlot and there’s plenty of room. You can stay here tonight.” “I don’t want to impose,” said Cheerilee, actually glad she didn’t have to walk a little over a mile in the snow and at this late hour. “Don’t be silly,” said Twilight, “it’ll be nice to spend an evening with an intelligent pony.” Cheerilee smiled and blushed at the recognition. “I’ll whip us up some daisy sandwiches and chamomile tea for a bed time snack,” said Twilight with a twinkle in her eye. “I’d like that,” said Cheerilee with a smile. Then as if on cue, the teacher’s stomach rumbled. “I guess I forgot to stop to eat.” Later, the two mares sat at Twilight’s kitchen table, talking and nibbling the delicious sandwiches and drinking the tea. “So you went to the University of Baltamare?” asked Twilight. “Yes,” said the guest, “I got my Bachelor Degree in Education there. I did get my teaching credentials at the Royal Canterlot College, however. Isn’t Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns affiliated with the RCC?” “Yes it is, but I’m kind of jealous of you,” said Twilight. “How so?” asked Cheerilee, “I’d have thought being taught by the ruler of Equestria would be a thrill and an honor.” “It is and it was,” replied Twilight, “but it’s part of what caused me to be such a recluse for so long. I just think now it might’ve been fun to be in that kind of environment, the whole college experience.” “It was fun,” said Cheerilee, “but sometimes it was a distraction. It did make getting my degree that much harder. But what about you? What did you get from your studies?” “What do you mean?” “What degree did your studies earn you?” asked the teacher Twilight blushed; she didn’t like bragging on herself. “Come on Twilight,” said Cheerilee with a smile, she reached out and put a hoof on Twilight’s. “It’s just us, a couple of bookends here.” Twilight looked at the hoof, then looked up and smiled. “I don’t like to brag, but I hold a Doctor of Magic Arts and Master’s Degree in Government Science.” “And you’re embarrassed by that?” “I don’t want ponies thinking that I think I’m better than anypony else.” Said Twilight, “it was hard enough to make friends at first. And I do truly have some very good friends now. And not just the five I hang out with the most. But other ponies of the community are my friends as well. Golden Harvest, Bon-Bon, Cherry Berry, Muffins, Lyra Heartstrings, the Cakes, Big Mac and the list goes on. But I’m truly thankful that I have an intelligent and scholarly friend like you.” Twilight reached out her other hoof and put it on the hoof that was touching hers. Both ponies exchanged warm smiles and blushed. They drew back their hooves, not too quickly and worked on finishing their snack. Looking out the window, Twilight commented: “If it keeps this up, you might not have school tomorrow.” “Yes,” said Cheerilee, “the students will like that. Until Monday when I give them double homework.” Both scholarly ponies laughed. “So what do you do when you’re not teaching or getting lessons ready?” asked Twilight. “Really, I don’t have that much of a life outside of the school,” said Cheerilee, “I do, however, like to read the classics, I’m into some medieval classics right now. I’ve been reading the Cantorberry Tales. And when I have the time, I do a little gardening, mostly flowers.” “So when you’re not growing children, you’re growing your mind and flowers,” said Twilight. “I guess that would be one way to put it,” said Cheerilee with a chuckle, “what about you? What do you do when you’re not working here or out saving Equestria and the world?” Twilight blushed to hear such recognition. “You’ll think it silly and unbecoming,” said Twilight. “Try me,” said Cheerilee with a smile. “I write dirty limericks,” said Twilight almost inaudibly. “I didn’t catch that,” said Cheerilee. “I write dirty limericks,” said Twilight, blushing almost the color of Cheerilee’s coat. Cheerilee’s eyes went wide; a short snicker/snort escaped her lips. “Tell me one!” said Cheerilee. “I couldn’t” said Twilight, blushing even brighter. “Come on Twilight,” said the teacher, “I promise I won’t tell anypony, and I promise not to think any less of you. I won’t even grade it.” Twilight swallowed, took a breath and proceeded; “There once was a mare who burned, To fill her marehood with sperm, So she made a large sign, To hang from behind, So every stallion could take a turn.” Cheerilee sat there silent, then she burst out laughing, she once again reached out a hoof to Twilight’s hoof. “I’d have never in a thousand years guessed that of you!” said Cheerilee. Twilight looked away dejected. “No! Don’t take it wrong,” said the teacher, getting control of her laughing. “I think it’s very clever. If a pony doesn’t expand themselves then they stagnate. I’m sure you’ve other activities that you do, but being creative is very healthy for the mind.” Twilight started to look sheepish. Twilight was very unsure of herself when it came to making new friends. Now there was something telling her that this one might become more than just a friend. Friendship was a hard lesson to learn at first. Now she felt like she was being drawn in a direction she’d never considered. She knew she needed to be as up front as possible to avoid the possibility of misunderstanding or making a fool of herself. “I don’t just sit around writing naughty poems. I love reading and playing chess as well, I just wanted to put the shocker first. That way I could see if you’re the kind of pony I think you are.” “And what kind is that?” asked Cheerilee, intrigued. Again, Twilight put her hoof on the hoof that Cheerilee had placed on hers and blushed. “I was hoping you were an open-minded, intelligent pony who could handle a friend who wasn’t the norm.” Said Twilight, “a pony who was flexible when it came to… Relationships.” Cheerilee caught the inflection on relationships, was Twilight trying to tell her something? Was she hearing just what she was wanting to hear? Was it just wishful thinking? There was something Cheerilee had never shared with anypony, could Twilight instinctively know? Cheerilee knew that Twilight is very intelligent, and an insightful pony. She is so much like herself, it was so nice and hard to find. “I think you’d be surprised about me,” said Cheerilee with a smile. Twilight holding her hoof felt so good. And she appeared to be in no hurry to let go, so Cheerilee placed her free hoof with the others. Twilight smiled as did Cheerilee. “I really hope not,” said Twilight, she was blushing again. Again Cheerilee was hoping she was receiving the message implied. But it was also implied she wasn’t yet ready to ‘lay all the cards on the table’. Cheerilee thought; ‘Anything worth having is worth waiting for.’ The two ponies just sat there for a moment, just enjoying the feel of the other’s hoofs and looking into each other’s eyes. “So if I may ask,” said Twilight. “Anything, within reason,” said Cheerilee with a giggle. “Where do you see yourself in ten years?” asked Twilight, “not work, but personally.” Cheerilee thought a moment. How could she put it without giving too much away. Now wasn’t the right time, or perhaps Twilight was fishing for clues. “I hope to be with a special pony, somepony who’d share my likes, share my interests. A pony with more than a little brain.” Said Cheerilee, happy with how she was putting it. “A pony to grow old with. A pony that I’d want to bring joy to.” “Joy, as in children?” asked Twilight, there was an odd caution in her voice and Cheerilee understood. Cheerilee paused and thought, ‘how to put it’? “No, I don’t think children are in the future for me,” said the teacher, a shadow appeared to cross her lovely face, “not that I don’t love them. Children are my life and livelihood. I’m afraid that circumstances won’t allow it. Although if my dream pony was for it, adopting would be an option.” Twilight knew better than to follow-up a question that Cheerilee so obviously sidestepped. “But what about you?” asked Cheerilee, a smile coming back to her face, “what kind of life will the princess have in mind for you?” “Princess Celestia is my teacher, mentor and most of all, my friend.” Said Twilight, “she’s told me more than once my life is my own. She might advise, but how I’ll live is strictly up to me.” “So where do you see yourself?” asked Cheerilee who chuckled, denoting she was only half serious. “A library full of kids? Doting wife to a government administrator?” “You might think that, but I don’t think children are in the cards for me either. I too would like to settle down with a pony that’s my equal. A pony that’d read with me, laugh and cry with me, not go on an extended ego trip when I beat them at chess. I know my parents would be happy with whatever I chose to do, but I think they’re a little sad that I’ll not give them grandchildren. Although, I think I’d be open to adoption as an option as well.” “No grandchildren? What about your brother and Princess Cadence?” asked Cheerilee. “Cadence loves children more than anything, she was my foal sitter and I’m forever grateful for that. She’d like nothing better than to have a house, or castle I should say, full of kids,” Twilight paused, trying to think of a respectful way to put it, “but with the responsibilities with the Crystal Empire, they’re holding off on having children anytime soon.” Twilight looked a little sad after telling this. Cheerilee noticed Twilight was careful to be gender neutral when she was talking about settling down. It was almost as obvious as what she herself had said. However, she was glad to hear that Twilight might want children, if only adopted. Twilight tried to stifle a yawn, but didn’t do a very good job. “I’ve been known to have that effect on my students,” laughed Cheerilee. Twilight joined the laugh. “Sorry,” said Twilight, “I think the chamomile tea is working.” Catching the hint, Cheerilee looked back toward the main library. “If you’ve an extra blanket and pillow, I should be comfortable on one of the couches,” said Cheerilee. “My hoof you will!” said Twilight, then blushing slightly, “I couldn’t let you do that. If it wouldn’t bother you... I have a bed big enough for two ponies.” “Where would you sleep?” asked Cheerilee, Twilight looked confused, then Cheerilee laughed, “I’m only kidding! I’d have no problem sharing a bed with you. That’s if you don’t snore.” “I don’t snore,” said Twilight with a sly look in her eyes, “but I’ve been known to wet the bed once in a while.” Twilight paused to see the odd look on Cheerilee’s face, then she laughed again. “There! I got you back.” “Oh you!” laughed Cheerilee, she was now as relaxed with Twilight as if she’d been a lifelong friend. They both looked at their hooves, still in contact with each other. Then reluctantly they separated and got up from the table. Twilight walked toward the stair, looking back she said; “It’s this way.” CHAPTER TWO: Pillow TalkCheerilee followed Twilight up the stairs to a cozy little bedroom with books lining the walls, a small fireplace with a steadily burning low fire and one window facing the east. It was the kind of bedroom she’d expected of Twilight; comfortable, utilitarian and tidy. There was only one bed of a size that’d be comfortable for two ponies to sleep close, Cheerilee had no problem with that. Cheerilee knew Twilight would be aware of this also. Again, was she being hopeful? There was only one pillow showing that Twilight was used to sleeping alone, another hopeful sign. She also noticed a basket with a pillow and blue blanket, obviously Spikes empty bed. Twilight showed Cheerilee the bathroom and where the towels were so she could take a quick shower before going to bed. After Cheerilee finished her shower, she and Twilight passed each other in the narrow passage between the room and bathroom. They had to brush up against each other to pass. Both mares enjoyed the contact. Twilight then took a quick shower herself. Cheerilee noticed that Twilight had put another pillow on the bed while Cheerilee was showering. Returning to her room, Twilight saw Cheerilee sitting on the edge of the bed. “Use which ever side is more comfortable to you.” Said Twilight, “it really makes no difference to me.” Cheerilee looked pensive. It was time to get the truth in the open. “Won’t your coltfriend be upset you shared a bed with me?” asked Cheerilee. Twilight sat down beside her, close enough to be touching. To Twilight’s delight, Cheerilee didn’t scoot away. “I’ve never had any coltfriends,” she had an almost sad look in her eyes. “Neither have I,” Cheerilee paused, she was sure this was the right time to tell somepony. If this was to go any further, and Cheerilee was hoping it would. But even if not, if they were going to share a bed, she owed Twilight that much. It had to come out now. On faith and what her heart was telling her, Cheerilee decided she could trust this pony she’d found she’d so much in common with. So she came out with it; “To be honest Twilight, and I’ve never shared this with anypony, but I’m a mare-lover.” Cheerilee paused to see if Twilight reacted, she didn’t; “But I’ve never had any marefriends either, I’ve never made the time. But I just have known what it is I like.” Cheerilee again waited for Twilight to react. To her amazement and delight, Twilight acted as if Cheerilee had just told her she’d had oat pancakes for breakfast. “You sure you still want to share a bed with me?” asked Cheerilee. Twilight started to snicker. “What?” asked Cheerilee, not sure how to take it. “It’s just Applejack told me how Apple Bloom and her friends tried to hook you up with Big Mac last Hearts and Hooves Day.” Said Twilight, Cheerilee just looked puzzled, “Rainbow Dash, who most ponies assume is a mare-lover, has been trying to find a way to get Big Mac to take her to the Apple’s Barn Dance. I think she’s sweet on him. But she thinks she’s too cool to admit it.” Both ponies burst out in laughter at the irony. They put a hoof out to the other, it felt just as nice as downstairs. As the laughing slowed, they looked in each other’s eyes. Both ponies blushed; they looked at their hoofs, and again, without any hurry drew them back. “Cheerilee...” started Twilight. “Cheeri,” interrupted the guest, “in my college days, what friends I had called me Cheeri. I’d love it if you’d call me that.” “My close friends call me Twi,” said Twilight with a smile. “I’ve no problem with your lifestyle. And I don’t believe you’ll be chasing me around the bedroom for nefarious reasons. And depending on how I felt at the time, it‘s possible that I wouldn’t run that fast.” Twilight delivered that last comment with a wink, Cheerilee has hoping she was reading the innuendo. “Besides, I’ve never heard of a mare-lover out on recruitment missions,” Continued Twilight. Cheerilee chuckled. “So unless you have a problem with it. I don’t think you need to concern yourself with what I might think. You’re welcome in my home; you’re welcome in my bed. You’re my friend, you’ll always be welcome.” Cheerilee looked at Twilight, she had a tear in her eye as she returned Twilight’s smile. Cheerilee then gave Twilight a small hug and kiss on the cheek, which Twilight returned. “Thanks, Twi,” said Cheerilee, “I wish we’d had this talk sooner.” “So do I, Cheeri,” answered Twilight, “my friends are special ponies, but as I mentioned earlier, it’s nice to have a friend who has so much in common with myself.” There was an awkward pause as they looked into each other’s eyes, hoping that the other was having the same thoughts as themselves (which they were). “We’d better turn in now. No telling what the weather will be in the morning,” said Twilight. The two ponies climbed under the covers, Twilight’s horn glowed and the lights went out. There were dancing shadows on the wall from the fire and the soft sound of snow hitting the window. Both ponies lay there on their backs breathing slowly. They weren’t touching but they could feel the delicious warmth of the other. Both could tell the other was awake. Cheerilee wanted to know if Twilight was ready to reveal the last part of the puzzle. This could be make-or-break. Was she reading Twilight correctly or was she seeing things through a filter of the need and want she felt inside. She was almost ecstatic to have found out the pony she’d known in passing was the type of pony she’d been seeking for a long time. “Twi?” said Cheerilee, “may I ask a personal question?” “You’re in bed with me Cheeri,” snickered Twilight, “I don’t see how you could be any more personal.” Cheerilee gave a small giggle; “Okay, you got me there Twi. But if I may ask, why’ve you never had any coltfriends? If it’s none of my business, just say so.” Twilight just lay there for a moment, then she turned to face her guest, who turned to face her. “I don’t know if it was jealousy or misunderstanding, but the other kids in the school, at least in the beginning, would make fun of me because of the attention I’d receive from Princess Celestia. They’d call me Teachers Pet and Twilight Awful. When that didn’t get the reaction they wanted, they started with more personal attacks.” Cheerilee could see in the low light a tear running across Twilight’s muzzle. “Plain Mane and Twilight Ugly they’d say, and I believed them,” said Twilight the tears starting to flow, “I learned later they were just being mean, but I think it stuck in my psyche. Because of that, I was always wary to attempt any close personal relations. I was always afraid I’d get more confirmation on my lack of desirability.” “Oh Twi,” said Cheerilee, placing a fore hoof on Twilight’s shoulder. “You’re far from ugly or even plain. Your friend Rarity, she’s a beautiful mare. But ask her how much work she has to do to keep it up. Don’t take this wrong, but you’re what I’d call ‘cute’. Cute is an attractiveness that’s the same if you spent several hours primping or just dried off after a shower and the only thing you’ve done is brush your mane.” “You’re not just saying that, are you?” asked Twilight with a weak smile, “because I’ve always thought of you as an attractive mare I wished I could be more like.” “Say that in the morning after I wake up,” said Cheerilee, thrilled to hear that this mare found her attractive. Both mares giggled at that. Cheerilee noted Twilight hadn’t reacted to the fore hoof on her shoulder. And she was even more surprised when Twilight leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. “Thank you,” said Twilight. They lay there for several minutes, Twilight was trying to sort through the feelings which had been growing this evening. The feeling of just lying next to this mare was so special, Cheerilee’s touch gave her a thrill she’d never known she could feel. There was a little more that she needed to know so Twilight spoke up. “So if I may ask,” started Twilight. “We’re in the same bed, remember?” said Cheerilee. Both mares giggled again. “If you realized you’re a mare-lover, why no marefriends?” Cheerilee lay there for a moment, thinking how to put it. “When I told you I’d never told anypony about my sexual preference, that wasn’t quite accurate. When I discovered my feelings, I was still in high school. I needed to talk to somepony about it, so who do you turn to when you need to talk about something important at that age? So I went to my parents and told them I had discovered that I was attracted to mares. You’d have thought I had told them that I was engaged to Nightmare Moon. After a good three quarters of an hour of my father yelling and belittling me while my mother cowered in fear, he told me in no uncertain terms if I ever brought this up again or told anypony else he’d consider me dead and I’d be forever forbidden to see them again!” Cheerilee started to cry; Twilight put her fore hoof on Cheerilee’s shoulder and pulled her close. Cheerilee buried her face in Twilight’s shoulder. Twilight felt the tears on her coat. “I’m so sorry, Cheeri,” said Twilight. Stroking Cheerilee’s rose and pink mane. Twilight held Cheerilee until she got control of her crying. To tell the truth, it felt quite nice. Twilight knew that she wouldn’t mind at all to continue holding this mare she was discovering was cut from the same cloth, but she wasn’t ready to push it, yet. They both backed off but they still had fore hooves on each other’s shoulders. “Strangely,” said Cheerilee, able to work up a small smile, “that felt good to get that out. Thank you Twi.” “What are friends for?” said Twilight with a smile. It was Cheerilee’s turn to give Twilight a kiss on the cheek. The silence was awkward. “So,” said Twilight, “is it your intent to stay teaching at the elementary school level?” Glad for the diversion Cheerilee answered; “I really like teaching the young kids, but I’d really like to get into administration eventually. That way I can have a hoof in shaping the lives of kids I may never meet. Because of my lifestyle they’re the only children I’ll ever have, unless the unforeseen happened.” “I’ve never thought of administration that way,” said Twilight. “I know eventually, Celestia will recall me to Canterlot for some government position.” Cheerilee snickered. “What?” asked Twilight, slightly confused, “you think me doing administration work is funny?” “No!” answered Cheerilee, “Elysium no! I don’t think there’s anypony I know that’d handle that type of work better.” “Then what?” “I don’t know of anypony who just refers to the princess so casually,” replied the teacher. “You think that’s something?” said Twilight, slightly amused, “Luna gets mad at me when I call her princess. You don’t want to know where she’s threatened to shove her tiara if I do so again, except in very formal circumstances.” Both ponies got a good laugh out of that one. In the distance, the clock in the Ponyville Tower struck two. “Oh my gosh!” said Cheerilee, “we’ve talked half the night away. I know you’ve work to do tomorrow, and if the weather clears, I have to get home to get my materials for school.” “Too bad,” said Twilight, “I’ve not spent a more enjoyable evening in a very long time.” “Me either,” said Cheerilee. The two just smiled at each other and then exchanged a hug. They backed off, smiled again and turned away to go to sleep. “Good night Twi.” “Good night Cheeri.” CHAPTER THREE: That Next MorningIt was early in the morning, when Twilight started to wake up. She was comfortably warm. She noticed, not only was Cheerilee holding her close, but her own forelegs were wrapped around the mare in the bed with her as well. Twilight opened her eyes, Cheerilee was just laying there, eyes closed, muzzle only inches from her own. Her lovely face there before her in the early morning light. Twilight could see no evidence of the change in attractiveness Cheerilee warned her about her ‘morning face’. Twilight had never really considered the desirability of a comely mare. Cheerilee was a very attractive pony, Twilight was struggling with feelings she’d never felt before. Twilight had never considered she might find a mare attractive or desirable. Not that Twilight thought there was anything wrong with it. She knew she’d never had any desire to be with colts in an intimate relationship. But she’d never considered the same about mares. She had convinced herself it was because of her self-esteem issues and actually not finding any desire in herself to explore intimacy, she never gave any thought to be with any stallion or mare. But something inside her caused Twilight to ‘test the waters’ that previous evening with hints of the possibility of some deeper relationship. Twilight was herself not quite sure of where or how deep it may go. But she was feeling something for this mare she didn’t feel for any of her other five friends. And it appeared that Cheerilee was sending the same signals back. But for now, here was Cheerilee in her forelegs. She was soft, warm and yes, alluring. Plus Twilight could register the pheromones given off by this feminine body in bed with her. It was more than she’d ever expected to feel for any pony, mare or stallion. Cheerilee felt movement in the bed with her. She was having the dream again, the one about ‘settling down’ with a very intelligent mare who cared for her and helped her to deal with the stigmas of being with another mare. The difference this time was the mare had a face, and it was Twilight Sparkle. It was a level of happiness she’d never felt before. It gave her strength to tell her father off, as long as she had this mare, she didn’t have to snivel before him. If they wanted to have a relationship with their daughter, it would be on her terms. That felt good. Cheerilee started to wake up, she knew it was a dream, but she was still happy, warm and in the embrace of a special pony. Her eyes opened to see Twilight looking at her. What a thrill. She could feel the smile spread across her own face. Twilight was everything she wanted in a pony; she was intelligent, modest and had a quirky sense of humor. Also, Twilight was a cute pony, which was a pleasant plus. Cheerilee was hoping she’d not just been reading into the signals Twilight was sending her way. After all, Twilight was inexperienced at this kind of thing. Plus it’d be easy for her to read into innocent comments, content she was hoping to hear. Seeing the face of the pony that she was starting to discover feelings for, Cheerilee knew what she wanted to do. Perhaps what she wanted to do since yesterday evening. She had to at least try, the chance may never come again. Twilight’s thoughts returned to the here and now and noticed Cheerilee had opened her eyes. Twilight was hoping that Cheerilee was having similar thoughts going through her own head about herself. She smiled and it felt good. They looked into each other’s eyes. Both mares smiled together. Twilight couldn’t help herself; she and Cheerilee closed the couple inches between them and kissed. It was the kind of kiss she’d only read about before. She was unsure, but it appeared she handled the passionate kiss, tongue and all, as well as any of the erotic literature that she’d ever read. The feeling was phenomenal! The joy, the flush of ecstasy at a visceral level! Twilight could tell that there was no resistance from Cheerilee. In fact Cheerilee was holding Twilight tightly, returning passion for passion. She’d never felt this level of desire before. It was like electricity, Cheerilee knew she liked mares, but she’d never put her likes to the test. She could tell Twilight was inexperienced and unsure of herself. But so was Cheerilee, it was a moment of discovery shared together. Untested as her feelings were, she knew the pleasure she was now feeling, and yes, the passion, was because she was kissing a very special pony, not from just kissing a mare. She was hoping that Twilight was feeling the same. How long it went on, neither mare could guess. It took them somewhere else. While connected, time disappeared. It could’ve been seconds, or it could’ve been days. Questions that remained, disappeared. For both, it was a validation of what they were hoping for. They broke the kiss and just lay there looking into each other’s eyes. Not saying anything except with their eyes. It was as pleasant as the kiss. The bell in the Ponyville Tower struck seven, Cheerilee then realized the time. The sun was pouring in through the window. Twilight noticed as well. “Holy Horseshoes!” exclaimed Cheerilee. She hopped out of the bed abruptly and went to the window. “Almost no snow left! I’m so sorry Twi; I need to get to the school.” Twilight sat up on the bed; Cheerilee rushed over gave her a quick kiss. “I can show myself out,” said the mare. “Thank you for everything.” Cheerilee trotted down the stairs as fast as she dared. Then she heard the front door open and close. Twilight went to the window and saw Cheerilee galloping in the direction of the school. She did get a little bit of pleasure when she saw Cheerilee look back over her shoulder at the library. Twilight gave a feeble wave, but she knew that Cheerilee couldn’t see it. All-of-the-sudden Twilight felt empty. She’d been in a state of bliss she’d never expected to experience ever. Then just like a gust of wind which blows out a candle, or a bucket of water on a campfire, it was gone. Twilight started to cry. She wanted to be with Cheerilee! But was Cheerilee just using her? Was she just convenient? Was it all a lie? ‘No!’ Twilight thought to herself, she was sure that Cheerilee couldn’t be that kind of pony. Twilight went downstairs to start the day, after eating a quick breakfast; she went about her chores to get the library open for the day. She tried to be busy but she couldn’t get the rose colored Earth Pony out of her head. She could still feel the kiss. A kiss she’d never thought she could feel this way over. It didn’t matter to Twilight that Cheerilee was a mare, it was Cheerilee she was having these feelings about, not just some mare. ‘Does this make me a mare-lover?’ thought Twilight. ‘Who cares, it’s only an artificial label given by narrow minded and uneducated ponies.’ ‘To be with Cheerilee I’d be proud to be considered a mare-lover.’ thought Twilight. ‘If it meant I could be with Cheerilee right now, I’d take out a first page ad in the PonyvilleExpress telling all of Equestria Twilight Sparkle, Princess Celestia’s protégé, is a mare-lover. And I’d dare anypony to say anything about it!’ The bell rang denoting somepony had opened the door. Twilight looked to the door hopefully, but it was Spike. “Good morning Twilight,” said the dragon, “the princesses and your brother sent their greetings.” “Oh, hi Spike.” Said Twilight, Spike could read that his closest of friends was down. “Don’t be so happy to see me,” joked Spike. “Sorry Spike,” said Twilight, “just trying to figure something out.” “Okay, I know when to let you be,” said Spike with a smile. “I’ll put my bag away and get to work.” “Thanks Spike,” said Twilight barely looking up, “take your time.” It was about an hour later, Spike was making sure the books were all straight and neat. He noticed a book left on one of the sofas in the main part of the library. He picked it up read the title. Blushing a little he called out to Twilight; “Hey Twi, what pony was reading: HowtoSpeaktoKidsAboutPonySexuality?” “That was Cheeri.” “Who’s Cherri?” asked the dragon. “Sorry, Cheerilee needed it for a lesson in reproduction,” said Twilight. Then it struck her, Cheerilee had left the book behind. Twilight decided she needed to take it to her and see what kind of reaction she got. Was Cheerilee just in a hurry to get to school? Or was it just an excuse to leave. She was sure this would help her to find out. “She forgot to take it with her,” said Twilight, “I’ll run it to the school.” “I can do it for you,” said Spike. “Thanks, but I’d rather do this. Can you watch the library for me?” “Sure thing Twi,” said Spike, always happy to be given responsibility. Twilight levitated the book to her saddle bag and put it on her back. She headed to the door but she stopped. She went to one of the shelves and after looking at the titles, levitated another book to the bag as well. Then she headed out the door. CHAPTER FOUR: Getting SchooledCheerilee sat at her desk, her heart wasn’t in it this morning. She realized what it must’ve looked like to Twilight with her just bolting for the door the way she did. She could’ve handled it so much better, she could’ve let Twilight know just how much the evening and morning had meant to her. Especially the morning. For the two ponies who lay bare their souls to each other, finding they’d pretty much the same goals and hopes. And then to share some new found affection. Twilight deserved better than what she’d done. Cheerilee had never felt this empty for a very long time. Not since she had ‘that talk’ with her parents and was belittled into thinking she was some kind of a sick and morally deficient pony. She had to keep a brave face for the kids, whom she’d given an extended study time to let them, so she said, catch up on any home work or reports. She decided to delay the reproduction lecture for another day, she’d left the book at the library and there was no way she could have talked about the subject of pony intimacy without thinking about Twilight and breaking down. It was all she could do to not keep thinking of the purple Unicorn. Her face was all she could see when she closed her eyes. She couldn’t stop thinking of the kiss they’d shared. That wonderful, passionate, soul warming kiss. ‘Twilight deserves better than me just running out on her,’ thought Cheerilee, heroically fighting back tears, ‘I find a pony that’s exactly what I’ve dreamed of. A pony who obviously wants to be with me. She even said that she found me attractive. And I treat her like dirt! My father would be proud of how much like him I’ve become.’ “Miss Cheerilee?” said Apple Bloom. The teacher came out of her funk. “I’m sorry Apple Bloom,” said Cheerilee, “you have a question?” “Well,” said Apple Bloom, “are you ’kay? You were frownin’ awful bad.” “Was I?” replied the teacher, a little bothered she let her feelings show this much in front of her students. “Sorry, I was distracted, thank you for asking. Please go back to work, it’s okay.” ‘I’ve never let anything bother me this much,’ thought Cheerilee. ‘It just can’t be an infatuation. It’s something more than I’ve ever experienced. Something I’ve always wanted. Something I find and then carelessly toss away!’ Cheerilee was about to ‘lose it’. She had to get the children out of there while she tried to collect herself. “Eyes up here children” said Cheerilee. The class looked up at the teacher. “I know it’s early, but why don’t you go and take an early extended recess.” The kids murmured their pleasure and they all went out the door. Cheerilee walked around her desk, and then awkwardly she hopped up to sit upright on the top so she could look out the window better. Hopefully her students wouldn’t see her after all the times she’d warned them not to sit on their desks. She relaxed her control enough to let the tears loose, but she made sure she didn’t totally break down in case one of the kids came back in. “Am I here at a bad time?” Asked a voice, the sound of it made her heart skip a beat, it was Twilight. Cheerilee tried to wipe her eyes as unnoticeably as possible. It didn’t work. “Hi Twi,” she said, “to what do I owe the pleasure?” “You ran off this morning and forgot your book. I thought I’d bring it to you.” Twilight walked close, but not too close. She levitated the book from her saddlebag to Cheerilee’s desk. Then she turned to leave. “DON’T GO!” said Cheerilee panicking, almost shouting. Twilight turned around, it was the first she noticed the pain on Twilight’s face. She’d hurt Twilight, Cheerilee’s tears started to come again. “Twi, I’m so sorry about this morning. It was thoughtless of me.” Cheerilee could see the look on Twilight’s face, Twilight needed to hear specifically, Cheerilee would’ve wanted the same. “I’m NOT sorry about sharing our stories, hopes and dreams. I’m NOT sorry about sharing the bed and I’m especially NOT sorry about the kiss. I AM sorry for running out without a proper goodbye, without telling you how much my stay with you meant to me.” Cheerilee paused, “without telling you how much you now mean to me.” Twilight appeared to cheer up a bit. It was what she was hoping to hear. “Cheeri, I didn’t want to believe you could use me for emotional release and then cast me aside.” Said Twilight, “I wanted to believe there’s the start of something between us, something I’ve missed all my life. I’ve not been able to think of anything else this morning but you and the kiss we shared. I don’t care what ponies will think, if it makes me a mare-lover, then I’m all right with that. As long as I can be with you, that is if you wanted to be with me.” Cheerilee smiled. Twilight wanted the relationship, as much as she did; Twilight had just confirmed it. “Oh Twilight, I do want to be with you!” Twilight walked close and looked into Cheerilee’s eyes. “I did have another reason for coming here.” Said Twilight, actually starting to smile. “I’ve another book I was hoping you might be interested in helping me do some research.” Cheerilee looked intrigued. Twilight levitated another book from her bag to Cheerilee. The teacher read the title out loud; "AnsweringQuestionsAboutPonySexuality;MareWithMare.” Cheerilee thought she’d cry again. This time out of joy. “If you come closer,” said Cheerilee, “I think we could do some preliminary research now.” Twilight walked to the desk, reared up on her hind legs, put her forelegs around Cheerilee and kissed her even more passionately than earlier. Cheerilee embraced Twilight with her forelegs and hind legs and drew her close. “Scootaloo!” shouted Sweetie Belle, “the ball went over by the school house, will you go get it.” “Sure thing Sweetie Belle.” Replied the Pegasus filly. Scootaloo ran over by the school to kick the ball back to her friends. But what she saw through the window made her forget everything else. Her friends wondered what was up with Scootaloo, she was just standing by the window looking in. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle walked over to see what was so engrossing. “What’s up Scoot?” asked Apple Bloom. Scootaloo pointed her hoof at the window; “Look,” was her answer, “I think I know why we couldn’t get Miss Cheerilee to go out with Big Mac.” The friends looked through the window. They were all as shocked as Scootaloo. There was Miss Cheerilee sitting on her desk, she was being kissed quite passionately. The pony kissing her was a bigger shock, it was Twilight Sparkle. The friends walked away from the window giggling. “Ewww!” said Scootaloo. “I don’t know,” said Sweetie Belle, “I think it’s kind of sweet.”
CHAPTER ONE: Late Night at the LibraryCheerilee was always nervous when this lesson came up in the curriculum. It wasn’t funny to her in the slightest how most parents were putting the responsibility of teaching the ‘Facts of Life’ i.e. reproduction, to the school, saving themselves the embarrassing questions. Questions that they had faith in the teacher to answer. The single, unattached and lonely teacher. A teacher that had very little interest and even less experience in the subject. She was reading a book Twilight Sparkle recommended, HowtoSpeaktoKidsAboutPonySexuality. It was kind of embarrassing; this subject always gave her strange feelings. It was an odd mixture of passion and humiliation, being in front of the class and talking about a subject, aside from books, she knew next to nothing about. Twilight was coming down to the library level to make sure all was secure for the night. What she saw surprised her. There, comfortably on a sofa was Cheerilee. Twilight smiled as she looked at the teacher reclined on the sofa as if she were at home. She thought how lovely this mare looked in the light of the library. Twilight once again wished that she was as attractive as Cheerilee and not just being a ‘Plain Mane’ like she’d always seen herself. The teacher had arrived at the library not long after school asking Twilight’s advice on a book to help her get ready for a lesson on biology. She had sat down and was as soon absorbed in the book. Although Twilight could tell from the teacher’s face she wasn’t comfortable with the subject matter. But it made Twilight smile to see another pony, who like herself, could ‘zone out’ reading a book and let time pass by without notice. “Cheerilee,” said a voice, “I didn’t realize you were still here. I was getting ready to lock up and turn in.” Cheerilee looked up from the book, it was Twilight Sparkle, then she noticed the clock on the mantel and the darkness outside the window. “Oh my gosh Twilight,” said the teacher, “I’m so sorry to have kept you up, I’ll get going. Thanks for your hospitality.” “Anytime,” said the purple Unicorn with a smile, walking Cheerilee to the door. Twilight’s magic opened the door, they discovered that a late Fall snowstorm was raging. “Oh pony feathers!” remarked Twilight, “I forgot Rainbow Dash warned me about this.” “It’s okay,” replied the teacher, “I’m sure I can make it home without much problem.” “My hoof you will!” said Twilight, “Spike is in Canterlot and there’s plenty of room. You can stay here tonight.” “I don’t want to impose,” said Cheerilee, actually glad she didn’t have to walk a little over a mile in the snow and at this late hour. “Don’t be silly,” said Twilight, “it’ll be nice to spend an evening with an intelligent pony.” Cheerilee smiled and blushed at the recognition. “I’ll whip us up some daisy sandwiches and chamomile tea for a bed time snack,” said Twilight with a twinkle in her eye. “I’d like that,” said Cheerilee with a smile. Then as if on cue, the teacher’s stomach rumbled. “I guess I forgot to stop to eat.” Later, the two mares sat at Twilight’s kitchen table, talking and nibbling the delicious sandwiches and drinking the tea. “So you went to the University of Baltamare?” asked Twilight. “Yes,” said the guest, “I got my Bachelor Degree in Education there. I did get my teaching credentials at the Royal Canterlot College, however. Isn’t Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns affiliated with the RCC?” “Yes it is, but I’m kind of jealous of you,” said Twilight. “How so?” asked Cheerilee, “I’d have thought being taught by the ruler of Equestria would be a thrill and an honor.” “It is and it was,” replied Twilight, “but it’s part of what caused me to be such a recluse for so long. I just think now it might’ve been fun to be in that kind of environment, the whole college experience.” “It was fun,” said Cheerilee, “but sometimes it was a distraction. It did make getting my degree that much harder. But what about you? What did you get from your studies?” “What do you mean?” “What degree did your studies earn you?” asked the teacher Twilight blushed; she didn’t like bragging on herself. “Come on Twilight,” said Cheerilee with a smile, she reached out and put a hoof on Twilight’s. “It’s just us, a couple of bookends here.” Twilight looked at the hoof, then looked up and smiled. “I don’t like to brag, but I hold a Doctor of Magic Arts and Master’s Degree in Government Science.” “And you’re embarrassed by that?” “I don’t want ponies thinking that I think I’m better than anypony else.” Said Twilight, “it was hard enough to make friends at first. And I do truly have some very good friends now. And not just the five I hang out with the most. But other ponies of the community are my friends as well. Golden Harvest, Bon-Bon, Cherry Berry, Muffins, Lyra Heartstrings, the Cakes, Big Mac and the list goes on. But I’m truly thankful that I have an intelligent and scholarly friend like you.” Twilight reached out her other hoof and put it on the hoof that was touching hers. Both ponies exchanged warm smiles and blushed. They drew back their hooves, not too quickly and worked on finishing their snack. Looking out the window, Twilight commented: “If it keeps this up, you might not have school tomorrow.” “Yes,” said Cheerilee, “the students will like that. Until Monday when I give them double homework.” Both scholarly ponies laughed. “So what do you do when you’re not teaching or getting lessons ready?” asked Twilight. “Really, I don’t have that much of a life outside of the school,” said Cheerilee, “I do, however, like to read the classics, I’m into some medieval classics right now. I’ve been reading the Cantorberry Tales. And when I have the time, I do a little gardening, mostly flowers.” “So when you’re not growing children, you’re growing your mind and flowers,” said Twilight. “I guess that would be one way to put it,” said Cheerilee with a chuckle, “what about you? What do you do when you’re not working here or out saving Equestria and the world?” Twilight blushed to hear such recognition. “You’ll think it silly and unbecoming,” said Twilight. “Try me,” said Cheerilee with a smile. “I write dirty limericks,” said Twilight almost inaudibly. “I didn’t catch that,” said Cheerilee. “I write dirty limericks,” said Twilight, blushing almost the color of Cheerilee’s coat. Cheerilee’s eyes went wide; a short snicker/snort escaped her lips. “Tell me one!” said Cheerilee. “I couldn’t” said Twilight, blushing even brighter. “Come on Twilight,” said the teacher, “I promise I won’t tell anypony, and I promise not to think any less of you. I won’t even grade it.” Twilight swallowed, took a breath and proceeded; “There once was a mare who burned, To fill her marehood with sperm, So she made a large sign, To hang from behind, So every stallion could take a turn.” Cheerilee sat there silent, then she burst out laughing, she once again reached out a hoof to Twilight’s hoof. “I’d have never in a thousand years guessed that of you!” said Cheerilee. Twilight looked away dejected. “No! Don’t take it wrong,” said the teacher, getting control of her laughing. “I think it’s very clever. If a pony doesn’t expand themselves then they stagnate. I’m sure you’ve other activities that you do, but being creative is very healthy for the mind.” Twilight started to look sheepish. Twilight was very unsure of herself when it came to making new friends. Now there was something telling her that this one might become more than just a friend. Friendship was a hard lesson to learn at first. Now she felt like she was being drawn in a direction she’d never considered. She knew she needed to be as up front as possible to avoid the possibility of misunderstanding or making a fool of herself. “I don’t just sit around writing naughty poems. I love reading and playing chess as well, I just wanted to put the shocker first. That way I could see if you’re the kind of pony I think you are.” “And what kind is that?” asked Cheerilee, intrigued. Again, Twilight put her hoof on the hoof that Cheerilee had placed on hers and blushed. “I was hoping you were an open-minded, intelligent pony who could handle a friend who wasn’t the norm.” Said Twilight, “a pony who was flexible when it came to… Relationships.” Cheerilee caught the inflection on relationships, was Twilight trying to tell her something? Was she hearing just what she was wanting to hear? Was it just wishful thinking? There was something Cheerilee had never shared with anypony, could Twilight instinctively know? Cheerilee knew that Twilight is very intelligent, and an insightful pony. She is so much like herself, it was so nice and hard to find. “I think you’d be surprised about me,” said Cheerilee with a smile. Twilight holding her hoof felt so good. And she appeared to be in no hurry to let go, so Cheerilee placed her free hoof with the others. Twilight smiled as did Cheerilee. “I really hope not,” said Twilight, she was blushing again. Again Cheerilee was hoping she was receiving the message implied. But it was also implied she wasn’t yet ready to ‘lay all the cards on the table’. Cheerilee thought; ‘Anything worth having is worth waiting for.’ The two ponies just sat there for a moment, just enjoying the feel of the other’s hoofs and looking into each other’s eyes. “So if I may ask,” said Twilight. “Anything, within reason,” said Cheerilee with a giggle. “Where do you see yourself in ten years?” asked Twilight, “not work, but personally.” Cheerilee thought a moment. How could she put it without giving too much away. Now wasn’t the right time, or perhaps Twilight was fishing for clues. “I hope to be with a special pony, somepony who’d share my likes, share my interests. A pony with more than a little brain.” Said Cheerilee, happy with how she was putting it. “A pony to grow old with. A pony that I’d want to bring joy to.” “Joy, as in children?” asked Twilight, there was an odd caution in her voice and Cheerilee understood. Cheerilee paused and thought, ‘how to put it’? “No, I don’t think children are in the future for me,” said the teacher, a shadow appeared to cross her lovely face, “not that I don’t love them. Children are my life and livelihood. I’m afraid that circumstances won’t allow it. Although if my dream pony was for it, adopting would be an option.” Twilight knew better than to follow-up a question that Cheerilee so obviously sidestepped. “But what about you?” asked Cheerilee, a smile coming back to her face, “what kind of life will the princess have in mind for you?” “Princess Celestia is my teacher, mentor and most of all, my friend.” Said Twilight, “she’s told me more than once my life is my own. She might advise, but how I’ll live is strictly up to me.” “So where do you see yourself?” asked Cheerilee who chuckled, denoting she was only half serious. “A library full of kids? Doting wife to a government administrator?” “You might think that, but I don’t think children are in the cards for me either. I too would like to settle down with a pony that’s my equal. A pony that’d read with me, laugh and cry with me, not go on an extended ego trip when I beat them at chess. I know my parents would be happy with whatever I chose to do, but I think they’re a little sad that I’ll not give them grandchildren. Although, I think I’d be open to adoption as an option as well.” “No grandchildren? What about your brother and Princess Cadence?” asked Cheerilee. “Cadence loves children more than anything, she was my foal sitter and I’m forever grateful for that. She’d like nothing better than to have a house, or castle I should say, full of kids,” Twilight paused, trying to think of a respectful way to put it, “but with the responsibilities with the Crystal Empire, they’re holding off on having children anytime soon.” Twilight looked a little sad after telling this. Cheerilee noticed Twilight was careful to be gender neutral when she was talking about settling down. It was almost as obvious as what she herself had said. However, she was glad to hear that Twilight might want children, if only adopted. Twilight tried to stifle a yawn, but didn’t do a very good job. “I’ve been known to have that effect on my students,” laughed Cheerilee. Twilight joined the laugh. “Sorry,” said Twilight, “I think the chamomile tea is working.” Catching the hint, Cheerilee looked back toward the main library. “If you’ve an extra blanket and pillow, I should be comfortable on one of the couches,” said Cheerilee. “My hoof you will!” said Twilight, then blushing slightly, “I couldn’t let you do that. If it wouldn’t bother you... I have a bed big enough for two ponies.” “Where would you sleep?” asked Cheerilee, Twilight looked confused, then Cheerilee laughed, “I’m only kidding! I’d have no problem sharing a bed with you. That’s if you don’t snore.” “I don’t snore,” said Twilight with a sly look in her eyes, “but I’ve been known to wet the bed once in a while.” Twilight paused to see the odd look on Cheerilee’s face, then she laughed again. “There! I got you back.” “Oh you!” laughed Cheerilee, she was now as relaxed with Twilight as if she’d been a lifelong friend. They both looked at their hooves, still in contact with each other. Then reluctantly they separated and got up from the table. Twilight walked toward the stair, looking back she said; “It’s this way.”
CHAPTER TWO: Pillow TalkCheerilee followed Twilight up the stairs to a cozy little bedroom with books lining the walls, a small fireplace with a steadily burning low fire and one window facing the east. It was the kind of bedroom she’d expected of Twilight; comfortable, utilitarian and tidy. There was only one bed of a size that’d be comfortable for two ponies to sleep close, Cheerilee had no problem with that. Cheerilee knew Twilight would be aware of this also. Again, was she being hopeful? There was only one pillow showing that Twilight was used to sleeping alone, another hopeful sign. She also noticed a basket with a pillow and blue blanket, obviously Spikes empty bed. Twilight showed Cheerilee the bathroom and where the towels were so she could take a quick shower before going to bed. After Cheerilee finished her shower, she and Twilight passed each other in the narrow passage between the room and bathroom. They had to brush up against each other to pass. Both mares enjoyed the contact. Twilight then took a quick shower herself. Cheerilee noticed that Twilight had put another pillow on the bed while Cheerilee was showering. Returning to her room, Twilight saw Cheerilee sitting on the edge of the bed. “Use which ever side is more comfortable to you.” Said Twilight, “it really makes no difference to me.” Cheerilee looked pensive. It was time to get the truth in the open. “Won’t your coltfriend be upset you shared a bed with me?” asked Cheerilee. Twilight sat down beside her, close enough to be touching. To Twilight’s delight, Cheerilee didn’t scoot away. “I’ve never had any coltfriends,” she had an almost sad look in her eyes. “Neither have I,” Cheerilee paused, she was sure this was the right time to tell somepony. If this was to go any further, and Cheerilee was hoping it would. But even if not, if they were going to share a bed, she owed Twilight that much. It had to come out now. On faith and what her heart was telling her, Cheerilee decided she could trust this pony she’d found she’d so much in common with. So she came out with it; “To be honest Twilight, and I’ve never shared this with anypony, but I’m a mare-lover.” Cheerilee paused to see if Twilight reacted, she didn’t; “But I’ve never had any marefriends either, I’ve never made the time. But I just have known what it is I like.” Cheerilee again waited for Twilight to react. To her amazement and delight, Twilight acted as if Cheerilee had just told her she’d had oat pancakes for breakfast. “You sure you still want to share a bed with me?” asked Cheerilee. Twilight started to snicker. “What?” asked Cheerilee, not sure how to take it. “It’s just Applejack told me how Apple Bloom and her friends tried to hook you up with Big Mac last Hearts and Hooves Day.” Said Twilight, Cheerilee just looked puzzled, “Rainbow Dash, who most ponies assume is a mare-lover, has been trying to find a way to get Big Mac to take her to the Apple’s Barn Dance. I think she’s sweet on him. But she thinks she’s too cool to admit it.” Both ponies burst out in laughter at the irony. They put a hoof out to the other, it felt just as nice as downstairs. As the laughing slowed, they looked in each other’s eyes. Both ponies blushed; they looked at their hoofs, and again, without any hurry drew them back. “Cheerilee...” started Twilight. “Cheeri,” interrupted the guest, “in my college days, what friends I had called me Cheeri. I’d love it if you’d call me that.” “My close friends call me Twi,” said Twilight with a smile. “I’ve no problem with your lifestyle. And I don’t believe you’ll be chasing me around the bedroom for nefarious reasons. And depending on how I felt at the time, it‘s possible that I wouldn’t run that fast.” Twilight delivered that last comment with a wink, Cheerilee has hoping she was reading the innuendo. “Besides, I’ve never heard of a mare-lover out on recruitment missions,” Continued Twilight. Cheerilee chuckled. “So unless you have a problem with it. I don’t think you need to concern yourself with what I might think. You’re welcome in my home; you’re welcome in my bed. You’re my friend, you’ll always be welcome.” Cheerilee looked at Twilight, she had a tear in her eye as she returned Twilight’s smile. Cheerilee then gave Twilight a small hug and kiss on the cheek, which Twilight returned. “Thanks, Twi,” said Cheerilee, “I wish we’d had this talk sooner.” “So do I, Cheeri,” answered Twilight, “my friends are special ponies, but as I mentioned earlier, it’s nice to have a friend who has so much in common with myself.” There was an awkward pause as they looked into each other’s eyes, hoping that the other was having the same thoughts as themselves (which they were). “We’d better turn in now. No telling what the weather will be in the morning,” said Twilight. The two ponies climbed under the covers, Twilight’s horn glowed and the lights went out. There were dancing shadows on the wall from the fire and the soft sound of snow hitting the window. Both ponies lay there on their backs breathing slowly. They weren’t touching but they could feel the delicious warmth of the other. Both could tell the other was awake. Cheerilee wanted to know if Twilight was ready to reveal the last part of the puzzle. This could be make-or-break. Was she reading Twilight correctly or was she seeing things through a filter of the need and want she felt inside. She was almost ecstatic to have found out the pony she’d known in passing was the type of pony she’d been seeking for a long time. “Twi?” said Cheerilee, “may I ask a personal question?” “You’re in bed with me Cheeri,” snickered Twilight, “I don’t see how you could be any more personal.” Cheerilee gave a small giggle; “Okay, you got me there Twi. But if I may ask, why’ve you never had any coltfriends? If it’s none of my business, just say so.” Twilight just lay there for a moment, then she turned to face her guest, who turned to face her. “I don’t know if it was jealousy or misunderstanding, but the other kids in the school, at least in the beginning, would make fun of me because of the attention I’d receive from Princess Celestia. They’d call me Teachers Pet and Twilight Awful. When that didn’t get the reaction they wanted, they started with more personal attacks.” Cheerilee could see in the low light a tear running across Twilight’s muzzle. “Plain Mane and Twilight Ugly they’d say, and I believed them,” said Twilight the tears starting to flow, “I learned later they were just being mean, but I think it stuck in my psyche. Because of that, I was always wary to attempt any close personal relations. I was always afraid I’d get more confirmation on my lack of desirability.” “Oh Twi,” said Cheerilee, placing a fore hoof on Twilight’s shoulder. “You’re far from ugly or even plain. Your friend Rarity, she’s a beautiful mare. But ask her how much work she has to do to keep it up. Don’t take this wrong, but you’re what I’d call ‘cute’. Cute is an attractiveness that’s the same if you spent several hours primping or just dried off after a shower and the only thing you’ve done is brush your mane.” “You’re not just saying that, are you?” asked Twilight with a weak smile, “because I’ve always thought of you as an attractive mare I wished I could be more like.” “Say that in the morning after I wake up,” said Cheerilee, thrilled to hear that this mare found her attractive. Both mares giggled at that. Cheerilee noted Twilight hadn’t reacted to the fore hoof on her shoulder. And she was even more surprised when Twilight leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. “Thank you,” said Twilight. They lay there for several minutes, Twilight was trying to sort through the feelings which had been growing this evening. The feeling of just lying next to this mare was so special, Cheerilee’s touch gave her a thrill she’d never known she could feel. There was a little more that she needed to know so Twilight spoke up. “So if I may ask,” started Twilight. “We’re in the same bed, remember?” said Cheerilee. Both mares giggled again. “If you realized you’re a mare-lover, why no marefriends?” Cheerilee lay there for a moment, thinking how to put it. “When I told you I’d never told anypony about my sexual preference, that wasn’t quite accurate. When I discovered my feelings, I was still in high school. I needed to talk to somepony about it, so who do you turn to when you need to talk about something important at that age? So I went to my parents and told them I had discovered that I was attracted to mares. You’d have thought I had told them that I was engaged to Nightmare Moon. After a good three quarters of an hour of my father yelling and belittling me while my mother cowered in fear, he told me in no uncertain terms if I ever brought this up again or told anypony else he’d consider me dead and I’d be forever forbidden to see them again!” Cheerilee started to cry; Twilight put her fore hoof on Cheerilee’s shoulder and pulled her close. Cheerilee buried her face in Twilight’s shoulder. Twilight felt the tears on her coat. “I’m so sorry, Cheeri,” said Twilight. Stroking Cheerilee’s rose and pink mane. Twilight held Cheerilee until she got control of her crying. To tell the truth, it felt quite nice. Twilight knew that she wouldn’t mind at all to continue holding this mare she was discovering was cut from the same cloth, but she wasn’t ready to push it, yet. They both backed off but they still had fore hooves on each other’s shoulders. “Strangely,” said Cheerilee, able to work up a small smile, “that felt good to get that out. Thank you Twi.” “What are friends for?” said Twilight with a smile. It was Cheerilee’s turn to give Twilight a kiss on the cheek. The silence was awkward. “So,” said Twilight, “is it your intent to stay teaching at the elementary school level?” Glad for the diversion Cheerilee answered; “I really like teaching the young kids, but I’d really like to get into administration eventually. That way I can have a hoof in shaping the lives of kids I may never meet. Because of my lifestyle they’re the only children I’ll ever have, unless the unforeseen happened.” “I’ve never thought of administration that way,” said Twilight. “I know eventually, Celestia will recall me to Canterlot for some government position.” Cheerilee snickered. “What?” asked Twilight, slightly confused, “you think me doing administration work is funny?” “No!” answered Cheerilee, “Elysium no! I don’t think there’s anypony I know that’d handle that type of work better.” “Then what?” “I don’t know of anypony who just refers to the princess so casually,” replied the teacher. “You think that’s something?” said Twilight, slightly amused, “Luna gets mad at me when I call her princess. You don’t want to know where she’s threatened to shove her tiara if I do so again, except in very formal circumstances.” Both ponies got a good laugh out of that one. In the distance, the clock in the Ponyville Tower struck two. “Oh my gosh!” said Cheerilee, “we’ve talked half the night away. I know you’ve work to do tomorrow, and if the weather clears, I have to get home to get my materials for school.” “Too bad,” said Twilight, “I’ve not spent a more enjoyable evening in a very long time.” “Me either,” said Cheerilee. The two just smiled at each other and then exchanged a hug. They backed off, smiled again and turned away to go to sleep. “Good night Twi.” “Good night Cheeri.”
CHAPTER THREE: That Next MorningIt was early in the morning, when Twilight started to wake up. She was comfortably warm. She noticed, not only was Cheerilee holding her close, but her own forelegs were wrapped around the mare in the bed with her as well. Twilight opened her eyes, Cheerilee was just laying there, eyes closed, muzzle only inches from her own. Her lovely face there before her in the early morning light. Twilight could see no evidence of the change in attractiveness Cheerilee warned her about her ‘morning face’. Twilight had never really considered the desirability of a comely mare. Cheerilee was a very attractive pony, Twilight was struggling with feelings she’d never felt before. Twilight had never considered she might find a mare attractive or desirable. Not that Twilight thought there was anything wrong with it. She knew she’d never had any desire to be with colts in an intimate relationship. But she’d never considered the same about mares. She had convinced herself it was because of her self-esteem issues and actually not finding any desire in herself to explore intimacy, she never gave any thought to be with any stallion or mare. But something inside her caused Twilight to ‘test the waters’ that previous evening with hints of the possibility of some deeper relationship. Twilight was herself not quite sure of where or how deep it may go. But she was feeling something for this mare she didn’t feel for any of her other five friends. And it appeared that Cheerilee was sending the same signals back. But for now, here was Cheerilee in her forelegs. She was soft, warm and yes, alluring. Plus Twilight could register the pheromones given off by this feminine body in bed with her. It was more than she’d ever expected to feel for any pony, mare or stallion. Cheerilee felt movement in the bed with her. She was having the dream again, the one about ‘settling down’ with a very intelligent mare who cared for her and helped her to deal with the stigmas of being with another mare. The difference this time was the mare had a face, and it was Twilight Sparkle. It was a level of happiness she’d never felt before. It gave her strength to tell her father off, as long as she had this mare, she didn’t have to snivel before him. If they wanted to have a relationship with their daughter, it would be on her terms. That felt good. Cheerilee started to wake up, she knew it was a dream, but she was still happy, warm and in the embrace of a special pony. Her eyes opened to see Twilight looking at her. What a thrill. She could feel the smile spread across her own face. Twilight was everything she wanted in a pony; she was intelligent, modest and had a quirky sense of humor. Also, Twilight was a cute pony, which was a pleasant plus. Cheerilee was hoping she’d not just been reading into the signals Twilight was sending her way. After all, Twilight was inexperienced at this kind of thing. Plus it’d be easy for her to read into innocent comments, content she was hoping to hear. Seeing the face of the pony that she was starting to discover feelings for, Cheerilee knew what she wanted to do. Perhaps what she wanted to do since yesterday evening. She had to at least try, the chance may never come again. Twilight’s thoughts returned to the here and now and noticed Cheerilee had opened her eyes. Twilight was hoping that Cheerilee was having similar thoughts going through her own head about herself. She smiled and it felt good. They looked into each other’s eyes. Both mares smiled together. Twilight couldn’t help herself; she and Cheerilee closed the couple inches between them and kissed. It was the kind of kiss she’d only read about before. She was unsure, but it appeared she handled the passionate kiss, tongue and all, as well as any of the erotic literature that she’d ever read. The feeling was phenomenal! The joy, the flush of ecstasy at a visceral level! Twilight could tell that there was no resistance from Cheerilee. In fact Cheerilee was holding Twilight tightly, returning passion for passion. She’d never felt this level of desire before. It was like electricity, Cheerilee knew she liked mares, but she’d never put her likes to the test. She could tell Twilight was inexperienced and unsure of herself. But so was Cheerilee, it was a moment of discovery shared together. Untested as her feelings were, she knew the pleasure she was now feeling, and yes, the passion, was because she was kissing a very special pony, not from just kissing a mare. She was hoping that Twilight was feeling the same. How long it went on, neither mare could guess. It took them somewhere else. While connected, time disappeared. It could’ve been seconds, or it could’ve been days. Questions that remained, disappeared. For both, it was a validation of what they were hoping for. They broke the kiss and just lay there looking into each other’s eyes. Not saying anything except with their eyes. It was as pleasant as the kiss. The bell in the Ponyville Tower struck seven, Cheerilee then realized the time. The sun was pouring in through the window. Twilight noticed as well. “Holy Horseshoes!” exclaimed Cheerilee. She hopped out of the bed abruptly and went to the window. “Almost no snow left! I’m so sorry Twi; I need to get to the school.” Twilight sat up on the bed; Cheerilee rushed over gave her a quick kiss. “I can show myself out,” said the mare. “Thank you for everything.” Cheerilee trotted down the stairs as fast as she dared. Then she heard the front door open and close. Twilight went to the window and saw Cheerilee galloping in the direction of the school. She did get a little bit of pleasure when she saw Cheerilee look back over her shoulder at the library. Twilight gave a feeble wave, but she knew that Cheerilee couldn’t see it. All-of-the-sudden Twilight felt empty. She’d been in a state of bliss she’d never expected to experience ever. Then just like a gust of wind which blows out a candle, or a bucket of water on a campfire, it was gone. Twilight started to cry. She wanted to be with Cheerilee! But was Cheerilee just using her? Was she just convenient? Was it all a lie? ‘No!’ Twilight thought to herself, she was sure that Cheerilee couldn’t be that kind of pony. Twilight went downstairs to start the day, after eating a quick breakfast; she went about her chores to get the library open for the day. She tried to be busy but she couldn’t get the rose colored Earth Pony out of her head. She could still feel the kiss. A kiss she’d never thought she could feel this way over. It didn’t matter to Twilight that Cheerilee was a mare, it was Cheerilee she was having these feelings about, not just some mare. ‘Does this make me a mare-lover?’ thought Twilight. ‘Who cares, it’s only an artificial label given by narrow minded and uneducated ponies.’ ‘To be with Cheerilee I’d be proud to be considered a mare-lover.’ thought Twilight. ‘If it meant I could be with Cheerilee right now, I’d take out a first page ad in the PonyvilleExpress telling all of Equestria Twilight Sparkle, Princess Celestia’s protégé, is a mare-lover. And I’d dare anypony to say anything about it!’ The bell rang denoting somepony had opened the door. Twilight looked to the door hopefully, but it was Spike. “Good morning Twilight,” said the dragon, “the princesses and your brother sent their greetings.” “Oh, hi Spike.” Said Twilight, Spike could read that his closest of friends was down. “Don’t be so happy to see me,” joked Spike. “Sorry Spike,” said Twilight, “just trying to figure something out.” “Okay, I know when to let you be,” said Spike with a smile. “I’ll put my bag away and get to work.” “Thanks Spike,” said Twilight barely looking up, “take your time.” It was about an hour later, Spike was making sure the books were all straight and neat. He noticed a book left on one of the sofas in the main part of the library. He picked it up read the title. Blushing a little he called out to Twilight; “Hey Twi, what pony was reading: HowtoSpeaktoKidsAboutPonySexuality?” “That was Cheeri.” “Who’s Cherri?” asked the dragon. “Sorry, Cheerilee needed it for a lesson in reproduction,” said Twilight. Then it struck her, Cheerilee had left the book behind. Twilight decided she needed to take it to her and see what kind of reaction she got. Was Cheerilee just in a hurry to get to school? Or was it just an excuse to leave. She was sure this would help her to find out. “She forgot to take it with her,” said Twilight, “I’ll run it to the school.” “I can do it for you,” said Spike. “Thanks, but I’d rather do this. Can you watch the library for me?” “Sure thing Twi,” said Spike, always happy to be given responsibility. Twilight levitated the book to her saddle bag and put it on her back. She headed to the door but she stopped. She went to one of the shelves and after looking at the titles, levitated another book to the bag as well. Then she headed out the door.
CHAPTER FOUR: Getting SchooledCheerilee sat at her desk, her heart wasn’t in it this morning. She realized what it must’ve looked like to Twilight with her just bolting for the door the way she did. She could’ve handled it so much better, she could’ve let Twilight know just how much the evening and morning had meant to her. Especially the morning. For the two ponies who lay bare their souls to each other, finding they’d pretty much the same goals and hopes. And then to share some new found affection. Twilight deserved better than what she’d done. Cheerilee had never felt this empty for a very long time. Not since she had ‘that talk’ with her parents and was belittled into thinking she was some kind of a sick and morally deficient pony. She had to keep a brave face for the kids, whom she’d given an extended study time to let them, so she said, catch up on any home work or reports. She decided to delay the reproduction lecture for another day, she’d left the book at the library and there was no way she could have talked about the subject of pony intimacy without thinking about Twilight and breaking down. It was all she could do to not keep thinking of the purple Unicorn. Her face was all she could see when she closed her eyes. She couldn’t stop thinking of the kiss they’d shared. That wonderful, passionate, soul warming kiss. ‘Twilight deserves better than me just running out on her,’ thought Cheerilee, heroically fighting back tears, ‘I find a pony that’s exactly what I’ve dreamed of. A pony who obviously wants to be with me. She even said that she found me attractive. And I treat her like dirt! My father would be proud of how much like him I’ve become.’ “Miss Cheerilee?” said Apple Bloom. The teacher came out of her funk. “I’m sorry Apple Bloom,” said Cheerilee, “you have a question?” “Well,” said Apple Bloom, “are you ’kay? You were frownin’ awful bad.” “Was I?” replied the teacher, a little bothered she let her feelings show this much in front of her students. “Sorry, I was distracted, thank you for asking. Please go back to work, it’s okay.” ‘I’ve never let anything bother me this much,’ thought Cheerilee. ‘It just can’t be an infatuation. It’s something more than I’ve ever experienced. Something I’ve always wanted. Something I find and then carelessly toss away!’ Cheerilee was about to ‘lose it’. She had to get the children out of there while she tried to collect herself. “Eyes up here children” said Cheerilee. The class looked up at the teacher. “I know it’s early, but why don’t you go and take an early extended recess.” The kids murmured their pleasure and they all went out the door. Cheerilee walked around her desk, and then awkwardly she hopped up to sit upright on the top so she could look out the window better. Hopefully her students wouldn’t see her after all the times she’d warned them not to sit on their desks. She relaxed her control enough to let the tears loose, but she made sure she didn’t totally break down in case one of the kids came back in. “Am I here at a bad time?” Asked a voice, the sound of it made her heart skip a beat, it was Twilight. Cheerilee tried to wipe her eyes as unnoticeably as possible. It didn’t work. “Hi Twi,” she said, “to what do I owe the pleasure?” “You ran off this morning and forgot your book. I thought I’d bring it to you.” Twilight walked close, but not too close. She levitated the book from her saddlebag to Cheerilee’s desk. Then she turned to leave. “DON’T GO!” said Cheerilee panicking, almost shouting. Twilight turned around, it was the first she noticed the pain on Twilight’s face. She’d hurt Twilight, Cheerilee’s tears started to come again. “Twi, I’m so sorry about this morning. It was thoughtless of me.” Cheerilee could see the look on Twilight’s face, Twilight needed to hear specifically, Cheerilee would’ve wanted the same. “I’m NOT sorry about sharing our stories, hopes and dreams. I’m NOT sorry about sharing the bed and I’m especially NOT sorry about the kiss. I AM sorry for running out without a proper goodbye, without telling you how much my stay with you meant to me.” Cheerilee paused, “without telling you how much you now mean to me.” Twilight appeared to cheer up a bit. It was what she was hoping to hear. “Cheeri, I didn’t want to believe you could use me for emotional release and then cast me aside.” Said Twilight, “I wanted to believe there’s the start of something between us, something I’ve missed all my life. I’ve not been able to think of anything else this morning but you and the kiss we shared. I don’t care what ponies will think, if it makes me a mare-lover, then I’m all right with that. As long as I can be with you, that is if you wanted to be with me.” Cheerilee smiled. Twilight wanted the relationship, as much as she did; Twilight had just confirmed it. “Oh Twilight, I do want to be with you!” Twilight walked close and looked into Cheerilee’s eyes. “I did have another reason for coming here.” Said Twilight, actually starting to smile. “I’ve another book I was hoping you might be interested in helping me do some research.” Cheerilee looked intrigued. Twilight levitated another book from her bag to Cheerilee. The teacher read the title out loud; "AnsweringQuestionsAboutPonySexuality;MareWithMare.” Cheerilee thought she’d cry again. This time out of joy. “If you come closer,” said Cheerilee, “I think we could do some preliminary research now.” Twilight walked to the desk, reared up on her hind legs, put her forelegs around Cheerilee and kissed her even more passionately than earlier. Cheerilee embraced Twilight with her forelegs and hind legs and drew her close. “Scootaloo!” shouted Sweetie Belle, “the ball went over by the school house, will you go get it.” “Sure thing Sweetie Belle.” Replied the Pegasus filly. Scootaloo ran over by the school to kick the ball back to her friends. But what she saw through the window made her forget everything else. Her friends wondered what was up with Scootaloo, she was just standing by the window looking in. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle walked over to see what was so engrossing. “What’s up Scoot?” asked Apple Bloom. Scootaloo pointed her hoof at the window; “Look,” was her answer, “I think I know why we couldn’t get Miss Cheerilee to go out with Big Mac.” The friends looked through the window. They were all as shocked as Scootaloo. There was Miss Cheerilee sitting on her desk, she was being kissed quite passionately. The pony kissing her was a bigger shock, it was Twilight Sparkle. The friends walked away from the window giggling. “Ewww!” said Scootaloo. “I don’t know,” said Sweetie Belle, “I think it’s kind of sweet.”
