Two weeks after the revealing wednesday came a very much same-ish Sunday.
Sunday was rehearsal day for the Rainbooms, with their new rehearsing room being Rainbows spacey basement. Applejack and Sunset arrived at the Rainbow recidence together hand in hand. Before they rang the bell, Applejack gave Sunset a quick peck on her cheek, and with a mischievous smirk, she gave her a slight bite on her neck. Sunset gasped, giggled a bit and said “Can’t wait until tonight, can we?”

“Oh, ah can wait. Ah just wanna make sure YA can’t.” And then she placed her hand on Sunset's inner thigh and slowly moved it upwards. Sunset gasped again and quickly removed the hand. “A-Applejack!”

“What? Is mah little unicorn afraid of some good ol’ cowgirl lovin’? Tonight, ah'll make yer neigh..."

Exactly the moment of Sunset blushing like a traffic light, the door opened and a tall, slightly overweight rainbow haired man opened. “What? You girls already stopped kissing? Dang it, here I thought I’d get a free show!”

Sunset was a bit stiff but regained her usual smirk soon enough. “Ha ha. In your dreams, Mr Hothoof.”

Bow Hothoof laughed and replied, “I will call you tomorrow morning and tell you then. Come on in girls. Precious is already downstairs preparing. I’m off to pick up her mom from work, but I gave her some pizza money if it takes too long. Don’t do anything I wouldn't do.” He closed the door and left. Sunset and Applejack rolled their eyes and made a few comments about older men in general and their rock bottom sense of humour, and Rainbow Dash’s dad who had started to dig. They went down into the basement where they found Rainbow sitting with an acoustic strumming some chords. However, she was looking slightly odd compared to her usual attire. She wore a mid-calf long light ivory dress with a light pleaded skirt a la Marelyn Moeroe, complete with white high heels and earrings. Even her hair looked different, as a wide bandeau kept it behind her ears.

“Wow Rainbow! That’s something else… But it actually suits you perfectly! Why the change? Has Rarity been on the warpath?” Sunset walked over to Rainbow and touched the fabric. It was the real deal. “Wow! This had to be expensive!”

Rainbow blushed, but looked surprisingly comfortable. “No, it’s… master. He wanted me to... look pretty..”

Applejack smiled. “Yep, that Big Mac alright. ‘The six-year scratch’ is one of his favourites.”

That moment Pinkie stormed down the stairs. “Hi girls! Wow Rainbow! Nice dress! You look just like that girl with the ukulele!” And with that said, she sat down behind the drums and began her warm-up ritual, which was hitting every part of the drumkit thirteen times each in random order. During that time it was impossible to speak anyway, so Applejack and Sunset took up their respective instruments and began to tune them. The irregular, but steady, drumming drowned everything else so much that they didn’t even hear Rarity and Twilight “Sci-twi” come down the stairs until they stood next to their instruments and microphones, respectively.

“Oh, hi girls! We didn't hear you, “ Sunset said when she looked up. “Now we’re only waiting for Fluttershy."

Rarity smiled mischievously. “Oh, she’s right behind us. She just has to… take it slow today. But Rainbow, darling! You look wonderful! If I had know you liked those kinds of dresses I would have booked you a time. Or perhaps I should arrange a session with your ...master instead” Rainbow looked like she was going to burst, and had her mouth open with a reply. But then they all heard irregular steps down the stairs and turned to look. And there was Fluttershy, walking very awkward and careful. “Hi girls!” She greeted in a slightly strained voice.

“What’s the matter, sugarcube? Ya look like ya tripped.”

“Oh, it’s… nothing…. OW!” Fluttershy had tried to sit down but flew up the moment her tush touched the seat.

“That sure don’t look like nuthin’ to me!”

Fluttershy blushed. “Oh, uhm… it’s my own fault really. I had… some friends over yesterday and decided to try to go double. One in the butt and one in the coochie. And perhaps it was a bad idea to bring the two most… well-endowed on for that.”

All the others bit their lips. “Ouch,” said Sunset. "Guess that was a one time then.”

Fluttershy made big eyes. “Are you kidding? I came four times! I just have to keep Sandalwood on the top all the time.” When she realized she actually given a name she put her hands over her mouth and blushed. Rarity patted her shoulder. “Don’t you worry, darling. We are no snitches. And it’s nice to hear you are truly expressing yourself.”

“No, she’s not, Silly! She’s getting her field plowed and her sewer plumbed! That’s getting fucked, not… mfff!” Pinkie found Rarity’s hand over her mouth. “It was an expression darling, there’s no need to be so blunt about it!” Rarity glared at the Pink girl. Rainbow however saw an opportunity to gain back some pride from the teasings on her frilly dress, and said, “Speaking of that… how’s business, Rarebear?”
Rarity frowned. “Humpf! Rainbow, even if I did indeed ‘spill some’ last time, I am very strict on discretion for cystomers, “ She paused, deep in thought. “But I think I can share with you the fact that for some reason Mrs Cranky called me some days ago and asked how to deal with a Prince Albert piercing. I told her to never use tongue piercings at the same time and no rough hand movements, otherwise she would be fine.”

“Oh, ask me! Ask me!” Pinkie jumped in her seat. Rainbow looked at her with hesitation. “Ok… not sure I want to know, but… ok, Pinkie?”

“I started to use a buttplug! Fluttershy inspired me! And Rarity sold it to me!"

Fluttershy blushed but still wore a small proud smile, and Rarity muttered "so much for discretion". Not sure what to reply, Sunset only said, “Uh… Good for you, I guess? Any…complications?”

“Nope! It feels great! “She thought for a moment. “But the first days it felt like I had to go and do number two all the time. I almost flushed it down the toilet three times by mistake! But it felt really nice! And it’s cleaner now!”

Twilight had listened with bigger and bigger eyes all the time, and now she couldn't hold back. “What in the world are you talking about?”

Sunset and the others explained. Twilight frowned. “That’s just… well, congratulations, Sunset and AJ. You look great together. But still! Your story implicites that just because something is written in green ink on the wall of the ladies room at CHS…”

“The one on the second floor.”

“Whatever! It still is just superstition! Sure, things happened, but you would have probably found this out by your own anyway! There is no way that the writings are the reason! And I will prove it! Was anything written about me?”

Sunset thought for a while. “Not that I have seen, but I haven’t been there for some days.”

“Well, darling, I might be of service then. I wasn't going to mention it, since it’s rather rude, but… “

“Rude? Compared to what was written about us?” Rainbow crossed her arms and frowned. Rarity cleared her throat. “Well, um, darling… While you do have a point, the thing about Twilight… it was more, uhm... Ours were just statements, this is more of an insult.”

“Well, what does it say then?”

“Ehm… ‘Twilight Sparkle is totally a virgin and will stay that way forever and ever’.”

Everyone looked at Twilight, waiting for a reaction. She stared at a chair, thinking. Then she raised her head and ran out of the basement. “See you in a week! This requires research!” They heard the door close behind her. The other rainbooms shrugged their shoulders and began rehearsing.

***

One week later, and another rehearsal. Everyone was there, except Twilight. There had been very little heard of her during the week, and no one was sure if she was even going to turn up today.

But she did. But this was a different Twilight, and hadn’t it been for her standard nerdy glasses, it was almost like Midnight Sparkle had returned. She wore her usual skirt, but it was cut much shorter, and with every other step she flashed her black lacy thong panties through the fishnet stockings. She wore a black and purple corset with a leather jacket over. Her hair was loose, and on her feet she wore large high heel boots. She stepped into the centre of the room, raised her arms to the ceiling and shouted, “ I DID IT!”

Rarity spoke first. “What have you done?”

“Everything! I’ve been with men, women, and intergenders! I have had vanilla sex, threesomes, foursomes, and some where I lost count! I have been making sweet love on white sheets, had rough anal sessions in warehouses and given blowjobs to nasty smelling old men in backstreets! I’ve done almost every fetish in the book and then some. I am scientifically the biggest slut on Equus, and I did it all FOR SCIENCE! Virgin forever! Ha! Take that, green ink!”

The room was silent. No one had any idea how to respond to that. But after three minutes of silence with Twilight looking wildly across the room, Rarity once again spoke. “Twilight, darling… when are you born?”

“Does that matter?” Twilight spat back.

“Just answer me, please.”

“September the third, so?”

Rarity sighed. “Do you know what sign you have?”

“No, and why should I care? It’s completely unscientific!”

“Well, let me tell you then. It means you’re born in the maidens sign, which in latin is called ‘virgo’... which also means virgin. So… no matter what you do… you will always be a virgin.”

Twilight looked like a deflated balloon. "What?"

"The green text was referring to the meaning of the zodiac, and from that point of wiew, you will always be a virgin." She quickly added, "Oh, but look at it from the bright side! You have done a lot of things few people would... dare to do, and you gained some real life experience! Isn't that wonderful?"

Twilight sank down on her knees and wept. "Mum's going to kill me."*

***

Vice principal Luna's Office. The door opened, and an angry janitor stepped in.

"I saw Twilight Sparkle yesterday?"

"Yes?"

"I also saw the new thing written on the toilet wall a week ago."

"I'm sure you did."

"I did not write that. SOMEONE stole my pen."

"Oh, I know."

His anger cracked up into a huge smile. "It was hilarious! And she fell for it, hook, line and sinker! I loved it! But, next time you want to do this, just ask to borrow my pen, ok?"

Principal Celestia stepped out from the shadows of her sisters office and placed the pen in the Janitors hand.

"No promises."

THE END

*Twilight Velvet did not kill Twilight. She did the second worst thing; told her everything about her sexual experiences as a teenager. Twilight felt death would have been preferred.

Author's Note

I had conviniently left Sci-Twi outside the story and simply had it to take place just after Rainbow Rocks... and then OmniFox made a comment wondering where she was. And unfortunately... it gave me ideas. And this is the result. I am... no, still no regrets.

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