Twilight Sparkle, or simply Twi as she was being called in Ponyville, was upset, confused, and completely sick of being stuck in the castle. Her time with real friends in Canterlot High had made her a much more social animal than she had been in Crystal Prep, and with the loneliness of an empty castle thick around her, she had to get out.

"Spike, I'm going out. I should be back by nightfall." Twi stretched her pony limbs, finding them achingly in need of movement. Advanced Unicorn Magic by Twilight Sparkle slowly closed by way of Twi's magic. Turning around, she navigated her way from the castle library on legs that were still a little unused to walking.

Twi ran into Spike just outside the library. "I really need a break from these books." She felt nervous talking to Spike. Twi's pet dog, Spike, loved her with all the devotion of any pet raised from babyhood. The young dragon that seemed to be on par with her own intelligence, and spoke with her pet's voice, made it harder to transfer any of that bonding by treating her as an outsider with every interaction. On some level Twi knew why he was doing it; she was not this Spike's Twilight Sparkle.

"About time. I thought you were going to inhale all the knowledge in here like a changeling inhales love." Spike gestured to the library. "You have the bits Twilight gave you for an allowance?"

"I haven't been outside the castle since we got here. I still have all of it." Twi instinctively reached to her saddlebags to check her things. Whilst new at using magic, she was taking to it like a fish to water. "Yeah, I have it still. There is enough there for lunch?" Spike nodded. "Okay then, I'll see you later Spike." The words felt unfinished, and without a further thought, Twilight continued. "I am sorry if this is strange, back in Canterlot… my Canterlot… I have a pet named Spike. He is—"

"A dog." Spike grinned at the nervousness in Twi's tone, and memories rushed in of when his Twilight used exactly the same tones when talking to those she was unsure of. "Just relax. I'm not that Spike, but I sure remember how it felt to be that small and ineffectual. Who knows, maybe you could get him to study some more?" With a quick wave, Spike made his way towards the library, feeling a little better about his mother's doppelganger.

The interaction had gone better than Twi could have hoped for, and she was walking away with a smile, when Spike's voice rang out again from behind her.

"Oh, and Twi, be careful out there. One of the reasons Twilight didn't want you or your friends coming here earlier was… well… you arrived in adult bodies." Spike lifted an eyebrow, trying to say some things without spelling it out. "The ponies in town will treat you like an adult, and that includes… adult stuff."

"Spike," Twi turned to the dragon and smiled, "thanks for the warning, but I am an adult. I have been on a few dates, and a bit more." She blushed a little in memory of Timber, and the one encounter she had had with Flash. "Is… is there a pony version of condoms?" At Spike's blank look, Twi added, "Uh, things to stop me getting pregnant?"

"Oh! Well, there is a spell you can use, or a talisman. The spell is the best, it lasts for a full week at a time." Spike turned and entered the library. When he found the book he was after, he walked to where Twi had returned, the doorway. "Here, can you cast this one?" He pointed at the spell on the page, "Wave Breaker's Worry-free Week of Woopie."

Twi giggled at the name. "Alliteration is so awesome when it just works."

With a bark of laughter, Spike nodded. "Oh yeah. I need to show you my comics, they are surprisingly good at wordplay."

With some focus on the page, Twi quickly cast the spell and felt a weak tremble run through her. A warmth started under her tail that had her blush, but either it faded quickly or she got used to it. "How do I know it is working?" The moment Twi said it, she knew it was stupid. "Because magic doesn't cast at all unless it is going to work. Duh."

"You're getting the hang of this. Just relax, and I would avoid Derpy Hooves and Pinkie Pie if you can. They have a little wager going." Spike closed the book and walked back towards the shelves. "You see, when a new pony arrives, they each make a pass—no pressure of course—and if they pick one over the other there is a bunch of free muffins made by one pony or the other."

"Oh…" Twi tried to put the idea in a way that made more sense. "So it is just for fun?" Spike nodded. "Well, I am not really that into girls…" Twi thought about it, and realized that it might just be a case of never having tried it.

"Okay, but I will warn you, last I saw Derpy had Midnight in her sights." Spike plucked a few books off the return trolley and found homes for them. "Knowing Derpy, she wouldn't have let Midnight get too far before putting a move on her. But hey, with Pinkie out on official business, you don't have to worry about either of them!"

Twi pondered that, and a naughty thought sprung to mind that maybe she would have to let one or the other—or both—run into her when they were free. "Sounds great Spike. I don't know if I am interested in anything, but at least now I am safe, right?"

"Yeah, that will make sure nothing lasting happens." Spike turned to get another book, but Twi was already leaving. At first Spike was annoyed she just left, then he reminded himself about the Spike she normally deals with.

Twi walked down the castle's steps to the ground floor, and made her way to the big double doors. Reaching out with her magic, Twi felt her mood improve as the warm breeze flew in through the small gap. It was as if all the tension and stress of living with the monster that had grown from her own desires was gone. Stepping outside, she pulled the door closed behind her and started towards town.

Without realizing it, Twi's body slipped into a different gait, and with a laugh of happiness she started to trot along. With the castle being right on the edge of town, Twi was soon seeing other ponies, and almost every second one seemed to be an analogue of someone she knew in Canterlot High.

"Hi Twilight!"

Twi started to turn to look at the pony that greeted her, but just then someone else called from the other side.

"Morning Princess Twilight."

"Hi… uh…" Twi felt the world close in around her. It was just as off-putting as when she first walked the hall of Canterlot High. Nervously adjusting the glasses sitting on her nose, she rushed forward without looking, and plowed right into another pony.

"Madam!" Savoir Fare had been having a rough morning, and having a unicorn plow into him was not the best way to improve it. Raising his upper lip a fraction, he fixed his gaze on the pony who had walked right into him. And then he froze.

"I am so sorry!" Twi tried to collect herself, quickly reaching to adjust her glasses. "I'll just be go—"

"Non! My Princess!" Savoir scrubbed the bad morning away as karma to prepare him for this moment. "It is I who has to be sorry. I was distracted by your fair beauty, and hoped—nay, begged—to somehow capture your attention!" Rising smoothly, he reached out to Twi's hoof and slowly lifted it up.

Twi's heart pounded hard as the stallion's soft, yellow lips touched her hoof. "It… it's really okay… I'm not Princess Twilight—"

"How can this be?" Looking around at Twi's body, Savoir gasped. "My Princess! Where are your wings? Is this another of Discord's pranks, perhaps?" It was obvious to him now that it really wasn't Princess Twilight, but the mare had an odd sadness to her, and Savoir had seen his shameless flirting briefly remove it. It was now his duty to make a more lasting effort. "Non, it matters not. Please, your beauty distracted me once, allow it to distract me again over lunch?"

"But it's over an hour until lunch…" Twi went to check her phone for the time, then stopped herself before she had even started to reach to her pack. "You will forgive me, but this is a little… sudden."

"Quelle horreur! What am I thinking." Savoir bowed, and his immaculately arranged azure-blue mane moved not an inch. "Forgive a Prench pony his foibles. I will leave you be." He turned to leave the mare in peace, and felt the touch of magic to his shoulder.

"I am sorry, but what I meant was I don't even know your name, or you mine." The speed really had been a little much, the stallion a touch too friendly. "Can we start again?"

"Of course. I beg your pardon, madam. May I, Savoir Fare, have the honor and delight of showing you around town for an hour, then showing you the finest cafe in Ponyville?" Leaving Twi's hoof alone, Savoir bowed again and held in place.

Twi ran the name around in her head, unable to remember if the stallion had a duplicate back on her world. "Savoir, it would be my pleasure to accept." Part of Twi was itching to hear more words from Savoir. "I am Twilight Sparkle, but not the Twilight Sparkle. I am from another world, and am here to learn magic."

All the dots suddenly connected now, and Savoir lifted his face back up to stare into the familiar face of Twi's. "Truly, it explains everything. Are you enjoying your stay here so far? Ponyville has a lot to explore." He turned and gestured expansively at the whole town. "Although I have noticed it has been brightened even further in the last twenty minutes or so…" He tried his charm again, and watched the resolve present on Twi's face melt into a happy giggle.

"Do you flirt with all the new mares in town?" Twi followed Savoir's lead, walking slowly to enjoy the day.

It was the perfect set up, and Savoir was not above taking such a perfect moment. "Only the pretty ones…" One immaculately coiffured eyebrow.

~~~~~+++++~~~~~

Twilight wasn't completely full, but that was a good thing. The food she had eaten was delicate, but full of flavor. She and Savoir sat at a table in front of the small cafe in the middle of town. Remnants of the last course of their meal still remained on the table, and each of them was satisfied with the lunch.

Looking across the table at Savoir's face, Twi saw curiosity and interest in his look. Their small talk had been mostly about the differences between human cuisine and pony, with Savoir taking every opportunity to turn a comment into a compliment. Twi hated to use the word smitten—mainly since it sounded like something a young girl would get—but she felt really good every time he spoke the words praising her. The craziest part of it, she realized, was that he seemed to mean every one.

"I guess we pay now." Twi reached back to her saddlebags and started to open them. She had no idea how much the lunch was worth, or anything for that matter. "How much is it likely to be?" When she looked up from her little purse to Savoir, he was wearing an enigmatic half smile.

"Don't be silly. Here, there are very strict protocols on who pays for the meal on a date." The way Savoir phrased it left little to the imagination, he didn't intend for Twi to pay a single bit. "Please, we have so much more to see in the town…"

Twi opened her mouth to reply but was cut off by a waiter coming to clear their table. She looked up at the mare using her magic to lift plates silently from before them, when something started to connect in her head. "You work here?" Twi blurted the words out without thinking about them, and quickly reached to her glasses to adjust them in self-reproach.

"I do." Savoir spared the slightest glance for the waitress. A twitch of his lips, and a nod back from her was all he needed to maintain his game. "I also own it." He delicately padded at his lips with a napkin before laying it where his plate had been. "Now, let me show you more delights."

"But… I thought…" Twi looked between the waitress' departing back and Savoir's look of indifference. "I feel like I got set up for that." It was impossible not to smile, even though the joke was on her. Twi stood up and started walking around the table to join Savoir. "So where are we going next?"

"The most wonderful sight in Ponyville was next," Savoir gave a sad sigh, "but it is now only the second most wonderful sight in Ponyville. Shall we go there instead?" With his compliments continuing to score cute blushes in Twi's cheeks, Savoir felt no inclination to stop them.

"You tease!" Twi walked along beside Savoir, letting him guide their direction. "I really should have guessed, considering your focus on food. How long have you owned the cafe?"

"For nearly five years now. I have worked there for longer, but when the old owner was leaving town I made him an offer." Savoir's favorite topic was his cafe, and it had been killing him not to talk about it earlier. "It was a fantasy of mine, to own my own cafe. I would be able to cook and do whatever I wanted…"

"You cook?" Twi was interested in Savoir's description of it, it sounded like a dream come true.

"Non. I cannot cook, but it was the desire that drove me. When I wish to, I wait tables. It is what my cutie mark is all about, and it makes me happy." Just the thought of serving delicious food to ponies made Savoir's mustache twitch up at the edge. "Haute is a master in our kitchen. There is no pony this side of Canterlot who could match her. It was her dream to work somewhere nice, where the customers were appreciative of her work. I couldn't dream of taking her place."

Ambling slowly down to the riverside, the pair watched the water lazily flow along. "This is one of my favorite places in Ponyville." Savoir gestured at the trees, the river, and finally at Twi herself. "Apart from my cafe, everything I adore is here…"

The way the stallion trailed off, Twi knew there was a "but" coming. "But?" She chose to add it herself.

"But lovely as this day has been, I must return to ze cafe. Haute is a wonderful chef, but she cannot prepare dinner alone." Savoir reached and took Twi's unresisting hoof. "Alas, the day ends short for me…"

"Would you like some help?" The words tumbled from Twi's mouth before she realized it. Her brain rebelled for a moment, until she realized that she actually had nothing to rush home for. Smiling sheepishly, she shrugged. "Princess Twilight is out of town, and—" She froze as soft lips touched her own. He's kissing me, Twi thought. She blinked once, twice, and then slowly closed her eyes.

Twi had kissed boys before. Flash and Timber had been pretty into kissing when she had spent some time with each. This was different, though. Savoir wasn't rushing, he wasn't insisting on pushing his tongue down her throat, and he held perfectly still for her to decide if she wanted to stay and return the touch. She did. A bubbly feeling spread through Twi, and she felt herself parting her lips just a touch, a tacit invitation for something a little more.

The first push was hesitant and soon drawn back. The second was a more confident thrust, a slight lick along the inside of Twi's teeth, then gone again. She gently squeezed her lips on the third thrust, a soft sigh in her throat at having her mouth tasted by another—a stallion.

The intruder—a welcome one—flicked gently around her mouth, and Twi had the distinct impression that Savoir was tasting her meal at his cafe, double checking it for quality. Her lips curled up into a smile, and she giggled.

The kiss broke on the laughter, and Savoir blinked at Twi. "Was something the matter?" He studied the mare's face but saw no hint of actual distress.

"I just…" Twi blushed at the thought of telling him. "Was my lunch up to standard?" She lost a snort of a giggle, but held in further laughter until she saw Savoir's mustache twitch. His chuckle broke her resolve, and Twi giggled further. All too soon they were both laughing at the joke.

Not fighting his laughter at all, Savoir felt relaxed and happy; it almost felt like he was at work. Reminded of his job, he dialed back on the laughter until he could talk. "You don't have to help, but if you come and join me we can talk further."

"Oh nonsense. If I am going to be there, I can at the very least help carry things. This horn isn't just for show, you know." That it would be good practice didn't need to be said, Savoir knew she had only been in Ponyville for a few days.

Walking back to the cafe, Twi and Savoir didn't need words to cover their silence. Twi was just about to walk in the front door of the cafe, when Savoir directed her to the side of the building. "Non, my Princess. Around here."

"I told you I'm not the Princess." It went without saying that Twi had done everything to make sure Savoir knew it, and this was the first time since their first meeting that he had slipped.

"Not what I meant. You are not the Princess, but you are my princess." Savoir leaned up and brushed his lips artfully along Twi's cheek, before leading the way inside. "Haute Cuisine?"

"Ah told ya, Hot Grub's how ah go." Haute was an earth pony with great locks of red mane that were pinned back, and fastened in a net. Her orange-brown coat painted her from nose to dock, and her blue eyes didn't fail to notice the newcomer. "Who's this ya got here?"

"May I have the absolute pleasure to present, Twilight Sparkle of Canterlot on High." Savoir bowed towards Twi. "She is a visitor from another world, the very doppelganger of Princess Twilight, and she has offered to help us prepare tonight's dinner service."

"Well, ah don't get royalty much in here. How're ya doin'?" Juggling a paring knife in one hoof, Haute didn't slow down her cutting of potatoes in the slightest. "M'name's Hot Grub, despite what my ma named me."

"She is my cousin." Savoir rolled his eyes. "Only my aunt met a stallion while traveling in Appleloosa. Haute grew up with the finest pedigree when it came to cooking talent, but the worst accent when it comes to getting a job as a chef."

"Dang it Savvy, Ah know it's true an all, but Ah don't care if those fancy places kicked me out. Ah like it here." Haute flipped the knife in the air, catching it blade first and passing the handle to her boss.

"I can do that!" Twi smiled and walked closer to the bench. There was a small mountain of potato already cut up, and a larger mountain of raw potatoes. "Oh wow, all of these?"

"You can still just watch if you wish?" Savoir deftly grabbed a washed potato with one hoof, and balancing the knife blade against the hard part of his hoof, began slicing very neatly and evenly. "Can you do this?"

~~~~~+++++~~~~~

The doors had just closed, and Twi was completely pooped. She parked her plot on the floor and slumped her shoulders. "How do you keep up with that? Is that what it is like every night?" She waved a hoof at the tables.

"That was an average evening." Savoir considered his options, and decided to just walk up beside Twi and kiss her cheek. His lips touched the soft fur, and the moment he did the muscles twitched.

Her flat expression pulling into a smile, Twi leaned against Savoir. "If that is average, I… I dread to see what busy would be like." His kiss didn't stop, just changed into a gentle nuzzle. She was more tired than she thought possible, but found herself tilting her chin to let him explore her neck.

Savoir felt excitement unlike ever before. He had been with mares of course, but when one showed an interest in his passion, it incited other passions. "This is not the first date I had planned."

"Good." Twi tilted her head a little more and was rewarded with a longer nuzzle, and a little lick along her throat. "Savoir… you don't treat every mare like this, do you?"

"I thought I told you that already, ma patite." Savoir nuzzled forward, tracing Twi's jaw line to the tip of her snout. "I don't treat any mare like this, save the pretty, smart, and lovely ones." His encouragement to Twi to turn her head finally paid off, and he connected his lips to hers. The cafe melted away, the orders of Haute to their bus-colt were nothing but background noise. The mare before him was all that mattered.

Just like last time, she opened her mouth slightly, and Savoir slid his tongue forward obligingly, teaching her why it was called a Prench kiss. Tentatively, he explored her mouth again. No giggles or snorts came, just soft, needy sounds of encouragement.

Savoir had to break the kiss, at last. Pulling back his tongue, Twi's lips fought his retreat every bit of the way. "S-Sorry, I just…" Savoir was blushing hotly. He was turned on, aroused, and couldn't get enough of kissing Twi. "This is more forward than I have ever been in my life." The words raised Twi's eyebrow, but she didn't interrupt. "Would you like to come upstairs?"

"H-Here?" Twi looked up at the ceiling before realizing what she had done. "I mean…" She took a deep breath. I have the spell, it could be fun… it has been fun so far, Twi thought, and blushed to match Savoir as she thought it. "Yes." The word tumbled free and gained control of every thought before she realized it.

"Come wiz me." Savoir knew his accent was slipping in deeper, but didn't care. Kissing Twi's cheek on the way past, he poked his head into the kitchen. "Haute! I am retiring early. You are okay to lock up?"

"Gonna corral that li'l filly? Ah got this." Haute was already scrubbing down her stove top, and gave her boss a huge, cheesy grin.

Savoir's arousal sizzled as he turned back to Twi. "Come on." He looked into her eyes and saw curiosity, interest, and desire. The combination did nothing to calm him down. Leading the way to the stairs that led to his flat, Savoir was at the top of them in no time.

With the enthusiasm bubbling off of Savoir, Twi took the steps nearly as fast as he did. He led the way, turning only to steal kisses from her lips, as if the passion inside him needed to be quenched on her skin. Touching, rubbing, moving together seemed to be so natural, and Twi followed Savoir into his bedroom.

"Ma patite, please climb onto the bed, I can't hold back any longer." Savoir watched Twi move as she stepped up and climbed onto his austere bed. There wasn't a lot of room there, but close as he intended to be there wouldn't be a problem.

Twi climbed onto the bed, and felt inclined to play it up a little. She looked back over her shoulder and slowly slid along, rolling so she was on her back by the time her head was near the pillows. Her eyes locked on Savoir, but it wasn't the rock-hard erection he was sporting that held her focus, it was his eyes. She read hunger, desire, delight, possessiveness. She had seen some of those things before, but the young men she had been with hadn't had quite the level of the latter. "What are we going to do?"

Savoir's breathing was ragged, and he felt Twi steal every shred of Prench superiority from him. Reaching his hoof up to his neck, he loosened and cast off his work attire—the simple collar and half-shirt. "I am going to honor your every wish." He stepped forward, and now noticed her eyes dip to his undercarriage. He wasn't a big stallion, but the hungry look in Twi's eyes told him it didn't matter in the slightest.

"Please, come closer." Twi parted her back legs a little, and she watched Savoir dip his head down, kissing the soft fur between them, and then tracing back further. "Oh!" She groaned in bliss and threw her head back. The feel of his tight, little kisses raining around her vulva were like lightning strikes.

"Mmm, Ma patite, you smell divine." Savoir kissed another slow lap and stopped at Twi's perineum. Nuzzling the soft, sensitive region earned him another moan, so he repeated the action. "Sing. Sing for me." The words were spoken into the receptive mare's body. With his snout just over her hot vent, he extended his tongue and lapped at her.

"Oh! D-D-Don't… Don't stop!" Voice out of control, Twi gasped, squealed, and moaned as one lap after another caused her body to catch fire. She burned like an inferno, and Savoir's touch was the fuel, spark, and air that burned her. She sang his song, played like an instrument. When his lips departed her vulva, she gave a little whimper of need.

"Patience. Patience please. I don't want you to lose yourself too quickly." With her rear lips puffy and swollen, and Twi's clitoris winking wildly, Savoir knew she was ready for him. A gentle nip to each of her flat teats got gasps of surprise from Twi, but the shock was quenched by his shaft pressing to her folds.

"W-What did you… what are you…" Twi's brain was short-circuiting. She barely held on to what the situation was, and when the pressure against her vulva increased, she knew what Savoir was doing. "Please… I want you…"

The words stole Savoir's calm deliberation. He bucked his hips forward, and reaped the rewards of their foreplay. Twi was as wet as could be, and the heavy shaft sank into her vagina with a realness that brought both ponies back to their senses. Staring up, her eyes wide, Twi opened her mouth. She didn't know if she was going to moan, squeal, beg Savoir, or what, but his answer was perfect.

Their lips met at Savoir gave into his need, thrusting deep into Twi's willing flesh as her tongue pushed surprisingly into his mouth. He sucked at her, while her body gripped around him. He had no words, nothing he could think to say, nothing that was left to say. He bucked again, and this time his hips drove against Twi's groin.

Twi wrapped her forelegs around Savoir's back, and with her tongue pushed far into his mouth, she sucked at his lips and his shaft. The many words for penis poured through her head, and Twi was shocked by how "not awkward" this was. Flash had been focused, but constantly called her princess, and Timber had been so gentle she was surprised he actually pushed into her for fear of breaking her. Savoir met her body with his own and pressed tight.

Pulling back, Savoir started to stroke, to work himself inside Twi. Their lips never broke, even when he wanted to scream and shout. There was nowhere else to look but Twi's eyes, and Savoir felt himself fall deeply into them.

Each cycle. Each buck. Each stroke of the shaft into her made Twi's world explode, and each withdrawal flooded her with need for its return. Her hips worked in tandem with Savoir's, although she had no sense of starting or doing it. Their bodies danced in the ancient way of stallion and mare, and Twi felt the edge of existence start to tumble around her.

As the universe poured into Twi's body, she felt a hot rush of wetness inside, and Savoir's body collided with hers in a way that had her moan loudly into his mouth. Their lips held, and through the magic and electricity exploding through her, Twi could feel their bodies tremble together, each gripping tightly to the other.

Savoir had given himself completely to the passion of their lovemaking. He held no reserves, no part of himself back. Inside Twi, he felt complete and perfect. Sinking himself to the sheets, he felt his outpouring of love slow, and then stop completely.

And this is when he will roll over and sleep, Twi thought, as her body came down from the peaks of orgasm. She finally got her lips to part from Savoir's, and let out a giggle as he nuzzled her neck. "That was amazing."

"Ah, but ma patite, are you ready for another?" Savoir read shock and panic in Twi's face. "Did I say something wrong?"

"Another…" Twi blinked a few times. "That… are you sure? Where I come from, guys are normally a little out of it after—" Her words were cut off by a new thrust, a new dance starting. She squeaked in surprise, and felt her body slide back into the pace Savoir set. "Buck…"

Author's Note

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