Bumbling through my Education

Chapter 14: Meeting the Family

Honeypot looked at the letter she was holding. The news that Blueblood was going to support Luna’s decision on a consort barely even registered. The fact that after this weekend they’d be heading back to Canterlot didn’t seem to matter. Instead she was holding a letter written by her father. Dydoe Pierce was a good stallion, a talented artist, and a multitude of other things, but a letter writer wasn’t one of them.

She usually got her letters from Silky Spectre that included some comments and questions from all of her mothers, and of course her father, Dydoe Pierce, asking if she was doing well, to make sure that she’s taking care of herself, and so on. To get a letter directly from him meant that she could be in a little bit of trouble. She broke seal of the envelope, prayed that she was wrong, and opened the letter.

”My little Moon and Stars,

I believe we are close, I truly do, and I know that your brothers and sisters share my attention, but I know how close all of us are, and Honeypot, My little Moon and Stars, you are my oldest. So Naturally I look to you to set a good example to your brothers and sisters. Which is why I was perplexed.

I learned of your dating, and apparent engagement, not from your own lips, but rather through the news. So, since your mothers and I found out through the newspaper, it seems only fitting that you introduce us to the stallion that has won your heart. We hope to hear from you soon,

Your father,

Dydoe Pierce

She sighed. It wasn’t trouble, not really, but it wasn’t exactly the greatest thing in the world either. Everything was happening, and she hadn’t stopped and thought about her family. At least not about introducing them to Bumble. She knew that her entire family would be fine with her being part of a herd, after all they expected that. But she was concerned with how some of her mothers might tease Bumble relentlessly.

It wouldn’t be meant as anything more than good natured teasing, but she did worry how Bumble would take it. For the most part he didn’t seem seem as withdrawn as he had at first, and that was certainly a good first step. Still, she was worried that he wasn’t quite up to the point of being inspected by her mothers. She knew that Silky Spectre would insist that she check to make sure that he had a tool between his legs that would make her daughter happy.

While she knew that her mother would be joking she was worried that Bumble wouldn’t realize that. So either he’d get flustered, or he’d get flustered and fish it out for her. Which if the latter happened she was certain that her mothers would begin questioning her if she tore when he went to put it in, and was she taking it up the tailhole. Oh Celestia she didn’t look forward to explaining that she had taken it up the tailhole a time or three.

She could practically hear Dusty Rose letting out a long low whistle at that revelation. Not to mention her father would absolutely want to have Bumble model for him. That was going to be interesting. Her father was an artist in every sense of the word. He painted, he sculpted, he wrote poetry and prose, he played music. His special talent was art, not a subject in it, but all art. He was good at what he did, and there was times the herd would consider bringing in another stallion.

She still remembered when she was thirteen and they brought in Fair Weather. Fair was nice, but he certainly like colts better than mares. Which was good because Dydoe didn’t share his mares. He did however enjoy a stallion’s company as well. She was never so happy to see somepony leave as she was to see Fair leave. He was so stuck up about things. That was the last time the herd brought in a stallion, and she understood why.

It wasn’t really for the good of the herd. She loved her father, very much, but he could at times be selfish, and he wanted to have his cake and eat it too. She thought about Bumble and she was so thankful that he wasn’t like Dydoe. He actually just wanted to focus on them. Dydoe seemed just seemed like he wanted to be with his wives, but he still wanted to act like he was an artist still living alone. It just didn’t seem right. Oh, he had gotten better, but she was certain that her mothers had more to do with that than just him wanting to change.

She swallowed her nervousness, walked toward Bumble, and gave an uncertain smile. He reached for her, and she gladly accepted the hug he was offering. It felt right, and she was so happy that he wanted to show all of them how much he loved them.

“Bumble, how do you feel about making another trip?”

He looked at her a little confused, “Oh, where to?”

She grinned, “Fillydelphia?”

“Why?”

“My parents want to meet you, and all of us, and well, it would…”

She stopped when he kissed her. She tasted the aftertaste of Derpy’s Blueberry muffins on his lips. Honestly, she could just stay right there, just right in that moment, and she’d be fine.

“Sure, I’m fine with it.”

He glanced over at most of his herd, “I think we all will be okay with it. I’m even sure that Luna would want to go.”

Her eyes widened at that thought. Her father had talked about doing a full nude sculpture of the royal sister for years. Inwardly she groaned because she knew he was going to try and talk Luna into posing for him. What she’d seen of Luna so far certainly told that her herdmate wouldn’t be bashful, but she did wonder if she would take offense to the way her father would ask.

She sighed. There was absolutely no way around it. She couldn’t deny what was apparently obvious, and that was that her father, good stallion that he was, tended to be a little self absorbed, somewhat deviant, artist. She hoped that he at least wouldn’t greet her herdmates with a pinch on the rump. That would be incredibly awkward to explain.

She looked toward Bumble as he began to tell Pina and Pinchy about the plan, both of them seemed incredibly interested. Especially since they seemed to have family in Fillydelphia. She wasn’t sure why, but part of her almost wished that some of them would want to hang back. It wasn’t that she didn’t want her herd with her, but instead she was worried about how everypony was going to handle meeting all of her parents. No, that wasn’t right. She was worried about how her herd was going to handle meeting her father.

She didn’t doubt that Pina would be fine with him, and the same went with Flagrante, but Pinchy might be a little embarrassed, she could only imagine what Majira and Cumulus would be like. She calmed down. It wouldn’t do any good to get all upset, or worried, instead she needed to help make sure that her herd was ready for the trip, and she’d just handle everything else when they got there.

The hours ticked by, everypony had their bags packed, and then she looked at Bumble. He looked relaxed, and she took a moment to really take in how relaxed he was. Her eyes went to Luna who looked somewhat excited, and then she noticed somepony else. She knew their herd was going, but she didn’t realize that some of the extended family was.

What she saw was Berry Punch walking toward them. She was wheeling four barrels on top of a dolly. She parked the load, wiped her brow, and smiled.

“My daughters informed me that everypony is heading to Fillydelphia, right?”

Honeypot nodded, “Yeah?”

She smiled, “Good, I asked Carrot and Written to watch the tavern, and since my idiot sister Pinot Noir lives out there, I’m sure she could use a little of the family wine. She never has been any good at making it, but she can pack it away like the rest of us.”

“Four...Four barrels?”

Berry laughed and looked at Cumulus, “Sweetie, she’s an Earth Pony, with Earth Pony strength and durability. Not to mention the last letter said her tavern was going to shite. So, most likely a barrel for herself, four for her tavern.”

The porter looked at the barrels, the massive amount of luggage, and shook his head. There were guards there, but past experience told him that they would just be hanging back, not doing much of anything, and leaving him to do load everything onto the train. Grumbling, he activated his magic, and quickly stopped. His horn smoked a bit. The brown unicorn stallion rubbed his aching horn, too much magic used today to move too much luggage. It meant doing this the Earth Pony way.

He began grabbing luggage, starting with a large trunk that had a crescent moon on the side of it. He lifted it, and before he could stop himself his mouth opened, “By Luna’s gaping snatch this is bucking heavy!”

His eyes widened as he looked at the lunar diarch.

“My most humble apologies your highness, I…I truly meant no offense.”

Looking at the young unicorn she decided that now would be a good time to tease somepony. She gave him a look of extreme displeasure, the kind she normally reserved for the nobility, and she leaned close to him.

“Dost thou knowest what we had done to those who dare take our name in vain?”

She watched as he shook, his eyes widened, his irises shrank into pinpricks, and he threw himself onto the ground.

“I’ll never say it again! Please! I don’t want to go to the dungeon! I’m too cute! I’ll end up being somepony’s mare, and I like mares! I don’t wanna go to the dungeons!!!!!”

She giggled, and knelt down beside him. She touched the green porter’s uniform he was wearing, “Rise. All is forgiven. Perhaps th...you, should find somepony else to help you.”

He stood, slowly, swallowing his nervousness, “My apologies your highness, but I’m afraid that I am the only one available. Caramel took today off, and Ms Stripes can’t do any lifting.”

She looked at the guards, “Then today you have help. Guards, load the luggage, and tip the porter.”

One of the Pegasus guards raised her eyebrow, “Your highness?”

She looked at the guard, “Remind me, what is your rank?”

The guard cleared her throat, “Sergeant, your highness.”

“And tell me, how long did it take you to become sergeant?”

“Five...Five years Your Highness.”

Luna smiled, “Would you like the chance to relive earning your way back to Sergeant, or would you rather help load the luggage?”

“Your Highness, I believe I’ve never wanted to load luggage so much in my life.”

Following the Sergeant’s example the rest of the guard practically fought over who would load the luggage into the train car. She watched them, and then watched as the same Sergeant that she had spoken with dropped four bits into the porter’s hand. He turned and looked at Luna.

“Thank you, Your Highness.”

She waved him off, “You are quite welcome. Enjoy your evening.”

Berry Punch loaded the barrels she brought, not really trusting the guards who seemed to be panicking. Once loaded, she helped the conductor secure them in the caboose. Following the others she watched as the conductor began to assign cabins. Instantly, she realized that her daughters’ herd would want to be together, and that would be difficult. Most of these cabins simply weren’t set up for that, or at least they weren’t when she had rode the express several years ago.

Instead she saw the car door open, and there was a mostly open cabin with eight beds hooked to the walls. It was large to house everypony without too much trouble. Looking outside, Berry could see the sun setting, and she watched as Luna’s horn lit up and the Moon began to rise. So it made sense that the conductor was getting them into the sleeper cabin. She walked in with rest of them.

The group began to split up, but she noticed that Pinchy and Pina were sharing a bed, indicating that she could, and should, take the one below them. She gave her daughters a grateful smile, crawled into the bed, and started to close her eyes. She took a moment to see Bumble laying next to Honeypot, and she grinned at that.

She certainly wanted him to make her fillies happy, but she had seen how wound up Honeypot was. The poor filly was being an alpha, but she was nervous inside. So, instead of making her face it alone Bumble was behind her, holding her, and she felt a rush of relief. She knew he was a good colt, but it made her feel better seeing that action. It helped her realize that he was indeed the kind of colt that she wanted to be with her daughters.

Honeypot felt Bumble holding her. She felt the outline of his massive cock against her rump, but he didn’t try to talk her out of her clothes. Instead he was being a decent stallion. He was caring for how she felt, what she was thinking, and she loved him for that. Although to be honest she could more than use the distraction. She grabbed his hand, moving it under her shirt, up to her breasts, and felt him softly grab her right breast.

He gently fondled it, and she let out the tiniest moan as she felt his talented fingers pinching her nipple. She felt his other hand move into the waistband of her yoga pants. He paused, obviously asking for permission before continuing. She nodded, hoping that he realized she wanted him to, and she was rewarded with the presence of his fingers tracing the outline of her pussy. She moaned softly as he played with her.

“Bumble please,” she asked as she felt herself getting wet.

She felt the touch of his magic as her yoga pants went down to her knees, her shirt moved up, and she lifted her arms as it moved of of her, and then folded up on a clean spot beside their bed. She started to turn, but he kept her where she was. She heard the sound of his zipper opening, the feel of his cock, and she noticed how he was positioning her body. He was behind her, nearly molded to her, and then she felt him enter her.

That wonderfully massive tool of his slid into her waiting, wet, and intense inferno. She moaned deeply, the sound sure to wake those close to her. He pulled back slightly before sliding forward again. Not removing her yoga pants had caused her legs to be unable to move, to shift, and in turn it was causing his thrusts to feel different. It felt like he was bigger, which she was knew was impossible since he was already huge, and it felt like he was going deeper.

“Bumble… R...Rut me!” she moaned out.

She felt him gaining in speed, and she couldn’t help but love the feeling he was giving her. This was what she wanted, this was amazing. She felt him getting close, and then he pulled out. She was about to say something when she felt him pressing against her tailhole. She felt it nudge in, and then it disappeared into her.

“Ngh! Ugh! Y..Yeah! Oh BUMBLE YES!!!!”

She felt his hands on her belly, his cock so deep in her tailhole, and she was beyond the point of getting close. She felt herself gush from everything he was doing. She lay there, panting, desperately attempting to catch her breath. She felt him nuzzle behind her, and she relaxed against him.

“I love you,” he said as he kissed her neck, “I hope you realize that nothing will change that.”

She smiled, “I love you too, and I’m counting on that,” she sighed, “Bumble, when we meet my father, please know that I take after my mother.”

He gently squeezed her against himself, “I haven’t met him, but I’ve got to believe that your father is a good stallion.”

She smiled, “Why?”

He kissed her neck again, his hands gently rubbing her belly, “Because, he helped make you.”

She smiled, closed her eyes, and soon fell fast asleep. As she gave into the sleep that she so richly deserved she noticed that the room wasn’t the large open sleeper car, but rather it was Luna’s bedroom. She also noticed that her herd mates were there. Luna walked toward her, a sweet smile on her face. She took a seat next to Honeypot, and pulled the much younger mare into an embrace.

“You do realize that what Bumble said goes me as well.”

Honeypot blushed. Not from being nude, no, that was simply a part of being in a herd, especially one that had no problems with ponies sleeping with each other, and helping to take care of one another. No, she blushed because she understood that Luna was comforting her. She’d seen her birth mother, the alpha in her mother’s herd, act like the grounding stone that kept everypony grounded.

She expected that of herself. She expected to be that stone, and to always put her herd first, regardless of what the problems or situations was that they faced. She knew that her mother most likely had been comforted, but what she remembered the most was how strong her mother was.

“Honeypot, you need not worry about your family.”

She looked at the floor, and then at Luna, “I get that, but I can’t help it. I just know that my father is going to say, or do, something that is going to embarrass me, and most likely offend all of you.”

Luna lifted her head, “Are you your father?”

She shook her head no.

Luna smiled, “Then why do you care if he makes a tailhole of himself? It isn’t your responsibility to carry this weight on your own shoulders. We are a herd, and we share each others’ burdens. Is that not what a herd does?”

She nodded, “It is.”

With that Luna kissed her, and they lay next to each other. She felt another body snuggle against her and she saw Pina. Her younger herdmate gently played with her mane, letting her feel better, until Pina yawned and stretched.

“This is kind of nice. So, we’re all here?”

Luna shook her head, “No, Bumble is currently dreaming of his creations doing what they are meant to do. It’s a pleasant dream, a kind one, and I wish not to bring him out of it.”

Pina looked at Honeypot who was looking at her, “Thank you,” she said before she kissed Honeypot, “I’m glad that I’m in a herd with you.”

“I feel the same.”

The feeling in the room was one of contentment, and while all of the herdmates did enjoy each other, and certainly Bumble, right now they seemed to just enjoy being near one another. The peacefulness of it seemed to last for an exceptionally long time, or at least until the sound of the train’s whistle blew. Honeypot’s eyes opened, and she could see the moon lowering, the sun rising, and the breaking of a new day. She remembered coming to Canterlot from Fillydelphia before, and she knew how long the trip was. The trip was at least a solid thirty-six hours, and that was using the express that simply went to the destination and made no stops at other stations.

Of course it meant being on the train for a while, but there was worse things. She felt Bumble waking up, his hands still on her, and she snuggled against him. His wonderful cock had slipped out of her tailhole, and she was slightly grateful for that. While she loved the feeling of being filled for him the last time it didn’t slip out her poor tailhole was extra sore the next day. She yawned, grabbed her shirt, pulled it on, and pulled her yoga pants up.

She knew that there would be a wet spot, but that was why she was going to find her suitcase, grab a change of clothes, and find the train’s shower. She found her suitcase fairly easy, and the shower was something she discovered at the end of the car. She stripped off, stepped into the shower, and let the hot water cascade down her nude form.

Was she still worried? Absolutely, but not for the reasons she was before. Luna and Bumble had both reassured her that nothing that happened would make them love her any less. That was a wonderful thing to know. She wasn’t worried too much over the others because everypony seemed to feel the same about one another. Instead, she worried about the more common worries. Sleeping arrangements, how her siblings were going to handle being moved into tighter quarters, and how well would they accept her new herd. She knew that her brother, Po, would most likely be fine with accepting them. He was a few years younger, but from what she’d read from Silky, Po was seeing a little filly.

She pushed it out of her mind, finished her shower, dried with one of the towels the train provided, and stepped out, got dressed, and looked to see everypony getting up. It was finally Pina who stretched out, and looked at everypony else.

“Let’s see what the dining car has.”

With that the group headed toward the dining car, and apparently the cook had learned that royalty was aboard. So what was prepared there was something fit for royalty. Sweet rolls, omelets, hay bacon, toast, various types of jams and jellies, and then turnovers. Everypony moved toward the booths that were lined against the wall. Once they were comfortable the waiter began taking orders, bringing the food out, and Honeypot looked at the mouth watering turnover.

She bit into it, tasting fudge, and she giggled as she thought about it. She watched Bumble, who sat across from her, eating his omelet, and she showed him the inside of the turnover. He seemed confused until he realized what it was, and then his eyes widened. She laughed at his reaction, and set back to eating her meal.

Most of the train ride was basically the same. The chief, as he called himself, seemed to use everything at his disposal in order to make the best meals he could for the Princess and her herd, but he seemed more relaxed when the train finally stopped. Honeypot walked with her herd out of the train while the porters retrieved their luggage. Berry Punch watched as they retrieved her barrels of wine, and together they group looked at the station.

That’s when Honeypot heard the sound of running hooves. She turned and felt a body practically slam into her, arms wrapping around her, and lifting her into the air. She sighed as she was hugged by her birth mother, the second in command of the herd she was born into, Posey.

Posey hugged her daughter, loving the fact that she was home to visit, and she nuzzled her as she held her. She was something of an oddity, and she knew it. A body built like an Earth Pony, but she was a Pegasus. She once had to explain to one of her friends that she was a Clydesdale, not Cloudsdale, but Clydesdale Pegasus. Which a Clydesdale Pegasus was a Pegasus that had more Earth Pony in her heritage than Pegasus.

She never minded though, and all it really meant for her was that she didn’t have the weather manipulation that most Pegasi had. Still, it wasn’t bad at all. She could fly, and she could do the same kind of work that an Earth Pony did. She smiled at her daughter, taking in how she had her father’s coat and mane. But at least she had her eyes.

“I’m so glad that you made it! Is this your herd?! Oh, that must be your stallion! Hi! I’m Posey, Honeypot’s mother!”

Before he could get a word in edgewise Posey, who was built like her daughter, ran toward him. He noticed right away that her shirt did little to hide the wonderful set of breasts she had, and that her jeans seemed to hug her curves like a second skin. He also noticed that while she was obviously a huggy Pegasus she had Earth Pony strength.

“Okay! I’m going to get all of you home, and then we’ll enjoy getting to know each and everyone of you!”

Author's Note

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