Twilight sat in the library, eyeing over countless books that were scattered around her. She had a test that day, and she was one A off of joining an Honour’s Society. She wanted to join; she wanted to relish the feeling of going beyond her current limits of high school, and do more than just homework and textbook assignments. Twilight wanted something that she could properly use her brain with.
Her constant studying, however, left her with little to no time to be with her friends, and it was getting worrying for all of them seeing Twilight like this. Even if one of them managed to talk to her, the only thing coming out of Twilight’s mouth would be grunts, and incoherent mumbles; rarely full words. Something had to be done.
Pinkie came into the library, hoping to find her dearest friend studying. It didn’t take long for her to follow the trail of books to a pigsty of paper on the floor next to a stressed Twilight. Pinkie happily skipped over to her overworked friend, and took a seat without asking if it was okay.
She sat herself down, and put her head onto the table, attempting to look into Twilight’s eyes, greeting her with no manners to the other people in the library, “Hiya, Twilight!”
A few shushes popped behind bookshelves, but Twilight was unphased. Her eyes were glued to her book as she mouthed words and numbers under her breath. Pinkie, slightly annoyed, tried calling her again, even louder this time, “HIYA TWILIGHT!”
Another wave of shushes, and even some angered muttering were heard throughout the library. Twilight continued to ignore her best friend, and eyed over the words in the book in front of her. Pinkie’s face contorted as she began to think of a way to get Twilight to at least talk to her. An idea came up, but whether or not it’d work was unknown. She leaned forward and grabbed her book, pulling it. Suddenly caught off guard, Twilight quickly pulled the book back in front of her. Pinkie tugged and pulled as hard as she could, but couldn’t even nudge it. She tried covering the pages, but even Twilight pushed them off as quick as she put them on. She tried it again, then, Twilight looked up at her, giving her a very angry stare. Scared, she flinched, yanking back her hands, and Twilight went back to reading. She left after the last attempt, scared to do anything that would make her snap.
~~~
Lunch came around. Pinkie was behind Applejack in line for food. They were talking about how bad Twilight had gotten over the course of months. “I tried everything I could to get her attention. After I tried covering her book, she just gave me this look I’ve never seen from her before. Like… She didn’t even want to see me anymore.”
“Gee whiz…” Applejack muttered, “Do ya think… It might be too late to get her back?”
“I hope not…”
A voice from behind interrupted, “Sorry for butting in, and more so, adding to the conversation between both of you, but are you talking about Twilight Sparkle?”
Applejack looked behind Pinkie, “Yeah. Why do ya ask?”
“If you want to get her attention, I heard a rumour that she likes feet. I mean, absolutely loves them”.
Pinkie was slightly dumbfounded, “Feet? Really?”
The boy shrugged, “You didn’t hear it from me; they’re called rumours for a reason”.
She turned back to her friend, looking down to realise that she was wearing sandals. She smiled and turned back to Applejack, “I think I’ve got an idea”. She left the line, and made her way back to the library.
It was no surprise Twilight was still face first into her book, quietly muttering to herself. Pinkie skipped over to the table, and took a seat once more. Instead of doing anything to break her friend’s attention like last time, she slipped her feet out of her sandals, and set them on the table.
“Oh, Twilight~” Pinkie called her name, smirking slyly.
She tapped Twilight’s head with a toe. As she looked up, about to stare down Pinkie again, her demeanor changed from angered annoyance, to blushing embarrassment.
Pinkie giggled, “Like whatcha see, Twilight? Someone told me that you really love feet~”
“But… But Pinkie, I-I don’t like feet…” Twilight’s tone and expression told Pinkie very well that she was enticed.
“I bet you want to play with my toes, don’t you?” She wiggled them in front of her friend, who began to nervously avert her eyes, but snapped right back to them.
Pinkie bit her lip, waving her feet in front of her blushing friend. Twilight started fidgeting her hands, looking everywhere to avoid seeing her friend’s feet, but always ended up staring right back at them. Pinkie crossed her arms, knowing she’d won. Suddenly, without much warning, Twilight nearly vaulted the table, and took hold of one of her friend’s feet. Pinkie let out a squeak as the action took her off guard as both of them fell onto the floor. Twilight stood on her knees, looming over her friend with a foot in hand. She stuffed her face into it, inhaling deeply, and shuddering.
“You smell exactly like strawberries and cream, Pinkie.”
Before she had a chance to reply, Twilight opened her mouth, and planted her tongue at the base of her heel, and slowly ran it up the length of her sole. It tickled, and she laughed, wriggling her foot and curling her toes as the cool air started to hit the trail of saliva her friend was leaving.
Twilight held the foot closer to her face, fondling it, and pressing her cheek against her sole, “It even tastes just as good…!”
She turned back to the foot, and gave another lick, this time, catching the ball of her foot, and slipping a toe into her mouth before voluptuously sucking on it. Pinkie giggled once more, teasing her friend as she feasted on her feet. She had heard about people liking feet, and doing stuff like this, but she never had it happen to her before, so she enjoyed it. She watched Twilight in both, awe and interest as she continued to lick her foot. She looked like she had been fantasizing about a moment like this for years on end; the amount of attention she was showing, and how well she was doing it made Pinkie smile.
Twilight set the foot down, and held the other in her hands like a prized gem. She raised it to her face and took another, enticed inhale; closing her eyes as she enjoyed each passing second. Pinkie bit her lip, and pushed her foot gently into Twilight’s face. She didn’t fight back, and continued to face hug her dear friend’s foot. She began to kiss her foot, moving from her ankle, to her heels, and planting one on each toe. As her kisses continued, they got sloppier; it was more like licking than kisses at that point. As she continued, she reached for the other foot, and set it next to hers, now enlarging her canvas for her tongue to paint. Pinkie curled her feet as much as she could, letting her friend enjoy her moment.
The fun was quickly cut short, however. A sharp ‘ahem’ startled both of them; both of the girls didn’t realize that this entire scene was happening in the middle of the library, and several people had been watching this, including the head of the Honour’s Society. Twilight looked up to see the poindexter cross his arms, and shake his head disappointingly.
~~~
Twilight’s chance at getting into the Honour’s Society was nothing but a pipe dream now. Not only was she now news within the school, but any opportune doors were shut because of her ‘performance’. She was defeated. Her friends, however, came by to cheer her up.
Applejack sat next to her friend, patting her back, “Aw geez… We’re all sorry, Twilight.”
“Yeah. You still have us, though!” Rainbow Dash rubbed her shoulder.
Fluttershy set down a carton of milk, and a sandwich on her desk, “You shouldn’t fret, Twilight. Maybe it was meant to be.”
Twilight sighed, then chuckled, “Maybe you’re right. To be honest, I’m kind of glad I’m not in. All of that studying and everything else was stressing me out. I never meant to be so caught up and not pay attention to any of you.” She hugged Applejack and Rainbow Dash, and the rest joined in, “Thank you all. Really.”
Rarity squeaked, “Oh! I’m going to be late for class! I’d love to stay a little more and console you, but I need to get going!”
The rest of the group looked at the clock on the wall and agreed. Everyone said their goodbyes with a last quick hug. The only one who didn’t leave was Pinkie, still giddily staring at her friend, who quickly blushed at the sight of her.
“I, erm… S-Sorry about earlier, Pinkie.”
She giggled, “Don’t be silly, Twilight! I enjoyed it as much as you did!”
Twilight’s eyes widened, and turned towards her, “Really?”
Pinkie nodded, “I’ve never had that kind of opportunity, so I took it! I think you’re really good at it!”
She sheepishly chuckled, “Thanks, I guess.”
Pinkie leaned in, “If you ever want to do it again…” She looked around slyly, “... Don’t be afraid to ask.” She winked.
Twilight blushed again. Pinkie got up and kissed her finger, then bopped her nose, “‘Kay, I gotta go! Bye, Twilight~!”
She watched her friend get up, and began to walk. She suddenly stopped, and turned around, reaching under the table, “Oops! I forgot my sandals!”
She didn’t bother putting them on, and walked out of the library, turning back to see Twilight. Pinkie winked, and giggled before she was out of her friend’s sight.
