Author's Note

(This is a guest chapter written by DrakeyC, who asked to post it here since it's too short to do anything else with it.)

Just Girls Talking About Make-Out Songs? (written by DrakeyC)

Sitting behind the passenger seat of Fluttershy’s minivan, Rainbow Dash’s eyes lit up at the opening notes of a song thumping in front of her. “Oh, oh, turn it up!” She pointed excitedly at the radio.

Applejack leaned forward and turned the volume knob. The song filled the interior of the car as Rainbow grinned and started to dance in her seat.

“Spectacle?” Rarity raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t know you listened to Coloratura, Rainbow Dash.”

“I don’t, not really.” She shrugged in the middle of her dance. “I just made out to this song once and now it kinda gets me hot remembering it.”

Fluttershy wrinkled her nose from the driver’s seat. Applejack leaned around the passenger seat. “Too much info there, R.D.”

“What?” Rainbow snorted. “Come on, it’s a good make-out song!”

“A make-out song?” Fluttershy replied.

“Sure!” Pinkie grinned, sitting in the back seat with Sunset and Twilight. “You know, that good thumping, pounding beat! Get ya going about the good thumping you’re gonna be get—”

Rarity snapped her head around. “Pinkie Pie!”

“Whaaaaaaat?”

“That is not appropriate talk!”

“Hey, we’re mature girls!” Pinkie grinned. “Wanna know my make-out song?”

“No!” Applejack shook her head. “It’s probably something peppy and cheerful from a kid’s cartoon and the thought of you making out to it would scar me for life.”

“Nuh-huh!” Pinkie proudly shook her head. “Amish Paradise.”

Applejack frowned. “Seriously? A Cheese Sandwich song?”

“Sure, it’s cool. And it reminds me how cool it is to not live on the farm anymore.”

Rainbow turned her head from Pinkie. “What about you two, you got a make-out song?”

Before Sunset could reply, Twilight spoke up. “Nope! Never put on music when we kiss. In fact, we don’t kiss. We just nuzzle.”

Sunset stifled a snicker. Rainbow noticed and grinned. “Ooooo, it’s a good one! What is it, Sunset?”

“You don’t wanna know,” Sunset giggled.

“C’mon, spill!” Pinkie shook Sunset’s shoulder. “Is it something really hot and dirty you can’t play when the parents around?”

“Nothing like that!” Twilight groaned, her face as red as Sunset’s hair. “It’s stupid, you don’t wanna know.”

Rarity pursed her lip. “I admit, my curiosity is piqued. Tell us, dear. There’s no shame in being intimate with one’s significant other.”

Sunset pulled out her phone and began to tap through it. “You really wanna know?”

“Sunset, no!” Twilight shook her head. “You promised you’d never tell anyone!”

“It’s gonna be somethin’ good.” Rainbow rubbed her hands together. “Let’s hear it.”

Applejack turned down the radio. “Okay, we all wanna know it. What is it?”

Sunset held her phone up and tapped her thumb on the play button on her screen.

Ten seconds passed without a word being spoken save for the lyrics coming from her phone. Then the five burst out laughing as one.

“That is awesome!” Rainbow chortled. “I couldn’t make a better joke if I tried!”

“Stop it!” Twilight held her face in her hands.

“Seriously?” Applejack snorted. “That’s your make-out song?”

“You know it.” Sunset nudged Twilight. “It always get her in the mood.”

“It does not!”

“Oh really?” Sunset paused the song and leaned in closer. “Oh, Twilight?” Twilight lowered her hands. Sunset smirked and began to sing in a low, sultry voice.

“Bacon pancakes, makin’ bacon pancakes.”

“Sunset!”

“You take some bacon and you put it in a pancake.”

Twilight moved to cover her ears but Sunset blocked her hand.

“Bacon pancakes, that’s what I’m gonna make.” She leaned in to Twilight’s ear. “Bacon pancaaaaaakes…”

Sunset drew the last note out, smirking wickedly at her girlfriend’s boundless embarrassment. “Twilight?”

Twilight turned an eye her way.

Sunset licked her lips.

“I’m hungry.”

Twilight squeaked and buried her face in her hands again.

Rainbow raised an eyebrow. “How the hell did you make that song sound sexy?”

Sunset put her arm around Twilight’s shoulders. “I know what my girl likes.”