Gemini Ties

When it comes to thinking about your life, you never seem to do it when everything is at the high points. Everything seems to have already passed you by in life, and now you’re dealing with the aftermath. At that point, things are normally in their transitional period and change is all around. Things become more complicated and nothing seems like it will ever go back to the way it was. You can try your very best to fight this change tooth and nail. You can cry your eyes out and spend sleepless nights thinking about the things you never wanted to part with.

Spark was down to just a couple of boxes. His transition to Vineyard’s house was all but complete. Still, he was there at the shop at around seven in the morning every weekday to pick up the proper equipment and the work van. He almost never saw Voltage except for just a few instances. She scheduled his daily appointments and he just followed the directions. Some of the locations were so familiar to him, he seldom needed it some days.

Voltage began leaving the house far less than she had for a long while. Pop Candy was one of the only ones who could pull her out of the store, but ever since Pearl and Death Metal got their new adopted baby girl, there had been a bit of a stir. Voltage loved babies and kids and she loved babysitting. However, the filly was much too young for her to be taking over right now, so she didn’t bother bringing it up.

For the first time in their lives, they were living in two different worlds. The growing resentment between them was beginning to show outside of the store, as people were noticing they were seldom in the same room. Fable and Winter’s wedding was the last time they were within fifty feet of each other and they were having to stave off probing questions. Not many of their friends knew that Spark was moving to Vineyard’s house, nor did they understand why that had such an enormous impact.

The twin unicorns didn’t make it very common knowledge that they had fucked on just about every surface of their shop and every step of the stairs leading to their living area. The love they shared seemed like it would last them their entire lives, but the older they got, the more impractical that all seemed. Spark met Vineyard while she was driving a cab and he soon realized that she not only owned the cab company, but owned a generous portion of Ranchtown as well. Vineyard Shinola became a regular in Spark’s bed, more so than any other mare in Ranchtown, save Voltage. After more than two years of dating, they decided to take this to the next level.

The female twin could only watch this happen with gritted teeth and a heavy hand holding a bottle of alcohol. They both knew what was going on and they both knew that this would happen eventually. The problem was that it was supposed to be mutual. Every time Spark tried to talk about how their lives could move on, Voltage spat out a statement that said she knew already and she was fine with it. Then she would demand that he stop talking. That happened about five times before things went quiet. They wanted to enjoy the wedding, it involved some of their best friends, but things took a turn and no one has been able to get them out of their stupor.

Spark saw this as an opportunity for them to explore other options and gain a new life for themselves, but he didn’t know how to explain that without sounding like he was just kicking his sister to the curb. In fact, he barely had time to be in the shop anyway. As soon as he was done with his lunch, he was already on his way to the next location. Many times, he would just get anything in a burrito because it was easy to eat and drive with. His schedule left very little time for debate as he was managing easily five assignments a day, at least.

That day had been a fair bit harder. Spark had dealt with a machine that looked like it hadn’t been cleaned in nearly a decade. The wires were in shambles and it was a miracle that it even slightly worked at all. He was forced to use up what remained of his extra wiring and he had to reconnect every lead to its source one by one. He got it looking manageable and the guy said that it worked better than it had when they first bought the house. Spark was just glad it was his last stop of the day. He almost went home in the GT van, telling himself he could pick up his car the next day. Almost.

He hadn’t missed an opportunity to see her, nor was he going to start then. He put up his tools and caught the sounds of her video games coming from upstairs. A large part of him wanted this to be the day that he went up there and approached her. However, he was excessively tired and that conversation just felt like it would go nowhere again. Spark shook his head and went out to his car after locking the door.

The drive home vibrated his blue car to its core as he blasted his music in his ears to keep awake. One downfall to moving out of the shop was that Vineyard’s house was around a thirty minute drive at night. He knew it wasn’t the worst commute ever, but it was a hassle that he had to get used to. He’d been doing it for a while, but it’s hard to get over when all he used to do was wake up.

Vineyard was worked way up in the list of the richest ponies in Ranchtown, second only to Pearl Necklace. Her wine vineyard was on more than one documentary on wealthy lifestyles and to say there was room to spare was something of an understatement. There were three main structures that made up the house, each one of them had a wine cellar in their basements with varying degrees of value. The place always smelled of grapes and alcohol and the purple pegasus herself was normally found bottling her own personal formula, topped with a cork. Of all of her investments, the wine was by far her favorite hobby.

The night was in its adolescence, however, and the countryside was quiet. She had no problems giving her one of her parking spots underneath a five car garage that held up well against storms and hail damage. As he made his way to the front door, he could already see there were a few lights on still. As he walked through the main house front door, he was slightly surprised to see the green haired purple mare lying on her side in front of the television set while her cartoons were on. She loved the old 80’s cartoons that she grew up on and scoured the globe in search of their VHS tapes. She’d collected around two thousand episodes of over fifty shows in total and couldn’t help but binge watch them in their original grainy clarity.

“Well, there you are.” Vineyard said with a big smile as her large breasts also laid on their sides atop the very soft green couch. Her body had the curves and her ass pooched out slightly. The purple pegasus rolled back onto the couch and lifted herself into a sitting position. “You said you wanted me to teach you a bit about my kinks. Well,” Vineyard opened her legs and opened her pink pussy for him to look upon. “I love exhibitionism and I don’t care which hole you want to use. We’re out in the country, out in the open and I believe you can cum wherever you want.”

Spark’s eyes went round as he gazed at her. On rare occasions, she caught him outside in her vineyards. She was rather sure that her employees caught a glance at them once or twice. The only one on the grounds who openly watched the two of them was Leafly. If her daily duties were done on the crops, she would more than likely approach them, and Spark was normally happy to oblige her. Vineyard didn’t often give such blatant demands, though.

The orange unicorn stripped naked in front of her, showing her that her forward tactics had a good effect on him. His darker brown cock was pointing straight for her face as he stepped closer to Vineyard’s position. She reached up and grabbed hold of his knob, basking in it for a bit as she felt the stiff mid ring between her fingers. Her hooves connected behind his rump as her legs closed in on him. Her tongue lapped against the cock’s head. She started slobbering up his penis and jerking her hands back and forth to get him to his full erection size. His massive prick filled her mouth as she slid one hand off of his shaft to rub herself between her labia folds.

“Am I to take that to mean you want it rough?” Spark asked, and the mare with the mouth full of cock nodded. She reached down to his balls, giving them a good squeeze before his dick slid out of her mouth.

“I want everyone to hear.” She admitted as her wings twitched behind her. Vineyard grinned as he lifted her legs up and toward her chest. Her ass spread wide so that the hole was in clear view. Her spit already lubricated his cock well enough as his dick slid into her asshole easily. She let out a long whine as she felt his thick cock burrow into her hindquarters. She relished the feeling of his thumbs spreading her ass cheeks open as he rocked against her. Vineyard’s tits bounced as he thrust against her rump harder and faster.

“Sp-Spar-ARK!” Her mouth went wide as she felt her asshole getting stretched by his massive erection. “Fuck! Yes! Bang my ass!” The purple mare shouted as her wings twisted and twitched on her back. Their faces smashed together in a rough kiss as his cock rimmed her to the deepest point.

She put her arm around his head and held him close to her as her wings began to twitch like crazy. He simply changed the angle of his ass humping and kept thrusting without relent. Vineyard whined with delight as he let loose a good spunk shot deep within her, followed by three or four more. Her fingers locked onto her clitoris as she scraped her way through a bursting orgasm. Their breathing was enough to fog up the windows nearest them as the temperatures dropped outside.

It was the earliest parts of spring now. Letty and Fable had announced their second baby along with Pearl Necklace announcing that she and Death Metal adopted. Babies were coming out of the woodworks. It was a can of worms that one had opened in their circle of friends. Once that happens, the season catches for many. Not only was Electric Spark’s world turning inside out, but their little community was changing in ridiculous ways. It happened a lot faster than anyone cared to admit. Of course, who could forget the recent weddings.

That’s when Spark opened his eyes, noticing that he and Vineyard were lying side by side on the couch, enjoying the company. All of these thoughts began to fill his head again. His situation with Voltage and their ongoing feud started to hit him again. The thought of talking to her straight and getting answers was lost in the void of attempts. There had to be some way.

“What’s wrong?” Vineyard asked, her eyes still closed as she lied on her back. She wanted to go clean up but listening to the cartoons on the screen and feeling his warmth was enough to keep her around. His frowny silence, on the other hand, was starting to get to her. “It’s still going on, isn’t it?”

“Yeah,” Electric Spark answered simply. No real point in keeping Vineyard out of the loop. She turned over toward him with her breasts enclosing around his arm and the side of her muzzle leaning against his shoulder and bicep as she looked up at him. “She hasn’t said a word to me since well before Fable and Winter’s wedding.”

“I can’t pretend to know what either of you are going through. I don’t have a twin.” She said as she looked up at him once again and they shared a little peck on the lips. “Are you sure you don’t want me to talk to her?”

“I doubt it would help, but I guess if you really want to. I won’t stop you.” Spark sat up a bit and popped his back as Vineyard finally rolled off of the couch and looked back at him.

“I don’t know how much help I would be. I don’t know her like you do.” Vineyard stretched a bit, popping her own back. “I can, however, maybe lay some of her worries to rest.” She swayed her rounded ass back and forth as she went to the bathroom. Spark went to get a few wet naps to clean himself off as well.

“I’m not so sure it will be that easy.” Spark said as he walked over to the kitchen and threw away the napkin. “I’m surprised you haven’t mentioned the other vineyard in a while. Whatever happened to that?” Spark asked as he looked into the bathroom to see she was getting into the shower and rinsing off without getting her dark, luscious green hair wet.

“The seller got nostalgic for the land and he withdrew the sale. So, instead of buying his vineyard, I sponsor it now. I can’t blame him, I feel the same way about this place. There are far too many good memories for me to sell this place without a fight.” She explained as she saw him through the shower’s separating glass. The pegasus poked the door open for him and he stepped in with her.

“Would have been nice to have a place closer to home.” Spark admitted as he got some of the water pouring on himself with a slight adjustment to the nozzle. She hummed her agreement as she soaped up her hands and began to wash.

“You can always move back to Gemini Ties.” She offered, making him give a small sigh as he closed his eyes. “I know, Spark.” She knew his reaction without even looking at him. “You ripped that bandaid off already and bringing it back will only make things worse, especially in the long run.”

“Not to mention, I don’t think Voltage will even take me back. I may have ripped her off with the bandaid.” Spark started talking and let all of that information out without even noticing it. He sounded genuinely worried. This was when Vineyard put her hand on his chest and wrapped her other arm around his back as the steaming water fell on them.

“Spark, you need to get her attention again. You need to find a way to talk to her, or she’s going to think she’s lost you for good. You love each other and you need to find a way to make her see that this isn’t the end.” Her hand caressed one pectoral muscle, then over to the other as she talked. He gave a small nod, then began to wonder how she was really taking all of this.

When her world was crumbling down around her head and everything was going terribly wrong, she still had the upcoming games in the annual lineup. Voltage had categories in how she chose her video games to buy or rent as they came out. It was based on a scale of 1 to 5, 5 being the “buy now” category. She had been playing this game for about three days straight now.

She stood in her dirty black trench coat as she looked over the hills of that desolate wasteland. Gravestone Valley 2: Bone Scars came out and Voltage was one of the first in line. The graphics were sharper and the customization of your character was a far more dynamic mechanic. She even got to pick the weapon, which was two very large six shooters. Strapped to the back of her shoulder was a double barrel, sawed off shotgun. Her cowgirl hat was a dull gray and flapped in the wind as she made her way through the gray desert. The sun never actually showed in Gravestone Valley. There was too thick of a pale gray haze in the sky and the nights were far longer. Day time was a safer time, though, and soon the servers would be moving on to the Cursed Moon.

She’d already beaten a good number of missions and was ready to take on the next ghost town. In fact, it looked like there was a rather middling sized ghost town up ahead of her. There was a small group of dead trees outside three rows of streets. A few of the buildings had fallen, but the majority stood. Broken down wagons scattered the streets and bones could be seen sticking up from the dust and sands. Daytime was safer, but there were still creatures that skulked in the light.

The object of the game was to make it to the undergrounds. The deeper underground you could travel, the higher the difficulty mounted as you traversed steampunk and dieselpunk infused levels, starting with the deserts. Voltage knew she was ready for the first level of the undergrounds, but first she wanted to find a good crew to join. She didn’t mind too badly going with some of the more medium sized groups, but they at least had to be group-oriented and their name had to be somewhat palatable. She was not going to join a group named after penile, low brow humor.

Then there appeared a moving figure from within the city. Voltage armed herself with both of her gigantic pistols and aimed toward the figure. One loud shot rang out as there came a flare from a rifle barrel. The figure wore a gas mask with a hose attached to the metal chestpiece. With one pull on the rifle handle, the masked figure aimed and fired inside one of the smaller houses on the street. A gangly gray figure dropped from the doorway and dissolved into dust as the masked figure opened the rifle chamber and loaded another couple of rounds into it before pulling the lever back to lock it in.

“Hey.” Voltage said as she approached, drawing the gasmask’s covered lenses toward her. The figure wore a green military helmet and a black coat with a zipper all the way down the front. After a quick scan, the masked figure stood up straight and chuckled. The voice that came from behind the mask was far more high pitched than Voltage expected.

“You come here to do the Death Bane quest?” She asked as she reached up to her chest, unlocked the hose and lifted her mask away from her face. She had dull white fur and sharp green eyes as she smiled at Voltage. “Help is always accepted, but I want the last reward.”

“That’s fine. I’m just getting experience so I can up my skill levels and go to the first tunnel quest.” Voltage couldn’t help but notice that her gear was very good in quality. She didn’t even know the ground levels had gasmasks available. “Is it a night quest?”

“Yeah, the tower is up the street, I’m just clearing out some monsters. Are the first tunnels werebats or…” She asked as she took a look down to see Voltage’s pistols were a beautiful chrome color.

“Vampires first, then werebats.” Voltage said as she walked into the house with her. “I’m Sweet Voltage, by the way. Voltage is fine.”

“I’m Snowpeak.” The lovely silk white mare said as she took off her gasmask completely and switched over to a lighter specification. With Voltage there, she wouldn’t need so much defense. “Liking the game so far? I like how much faster pace it is.”

“It’s not bad. It will need to impress me in the under levels if it wants to keep me around, though. Right now, it’s a good distraction.” Voltage admitted, her thoughts turning elsewhere for a moment before deciding not to put anymore steam into that terrible train of thought. “I need a good crew to run with, though. I met one, but I refused to be in a group that likes to call themselves the Buttpeelers.” She rolled her eyes when the guy kept asking her as if the name would be any funnier the sixth or seventh time he said it.

“So far, this server hasn’t gotten any good crews that I can see. It’s a safe bet that there will be a few to choose from in the next week. What spec are you?” Snowpeak asked as they came to the front hallway of that dark house. The wallpaper was torn through the middle and the edges and gray dust crusted the torn ridges. Sand covered most of the mildewed wood floor that became visible as Snowpeak pulled out a lighter with the lid flipped open. The small flame didn’t light a great deal, but it was more than it would in the real world.

“I’m full gunslinger, neutral.” Voltage said as she put her hands on her redwood gun handles.

“I’m a halfbreed.” Snowpeak ungloved her hand and showed that it was scaled and black. Demon-borns had a higher magic skill, but full gunslingers got bonuses in speed shooting.

“I thought about doing halfbreeds, but I decided the weapon combat system is what I wanted to try first. You have any good spells?” Before Snowpeak could even open her mouth to reply, a large collapsing sound drew both of their attention as a skulker plopped to the floor. As soon as the second one landed on the floor behind it, the combat began. Their teeth were crooked and jagged while their bodies were torn to a shapeless form.

As soon as Voltage’s pistols left their holsters, she fired off two rounds into the first skulker while Snowpeak made her hand glow with a black light and smash the monster into the wall. She took damage as the second one hit her with a swiping claw, but she turned her rifle upward and blasted him away while Voltage shot two more bullets from both her glass reflective pistols.

With one more rifle round, Snowpeak took out the one next two him as both creatures fell to dust. As Voltage reloaded both of her pistols, she glanced up, caught a little off guard as the white bat pony gazed at her. “Is something wrong?”

“You look like a muscly guy I’ve seen around town.” Snowpeak said as she slid a bullet into her rifle chamber as well. This caused Voltage to freeze up a bit as she looked at the pistol’s bullet cylinder.

“Oh, right, yeah well--” Voltage began to say but then saw the puzzled expression on Snowpeak’s face.

“Is it a long story?” Snowpeak asked, and Voltage nodded as she slapped the cylinder back into its place. “Well, I’m not here to open old wounds.” She said as she pulled out her brass pocket watch. The sun and the moon spun in circles around the watch’s face. At this moment, the sun looked like it was only a handful of minutes away from becoming a moon. “So, I was wanting to do a bit of roleplaying, if you didn’t mind.” Snowpeak said as she put the watch back in her pocket.

“Roleplaying? Well, I had an idea for my character… I was going to make her vanquish all demons, including half-breeds.” Voltage said in such a matter-of-fact tone that it brought their conversation to a standstill. Snowpeak let a little chuckle escape, which caused Voltage to give out a small slew of laughter as they both caught the giggles.

They kept the laughter going between them for a growing length of time before the two of them stopped and smiled at each other.

In a flash, Voltage grabbed Snowpeak by the collar of her coat, slamming her against the wall. After a hard impact, the bat pony grasped the front of Voltage’s coat and head butted her straight into the muzzle. As soon as they took one step back, they exchanged blows. The orange unicorn pulled a pistol from her holster, swiping it across Snow’s face, causing her to slump. As soon as Voltage held the pistol up to her head, the bat pony grasped the side of the barrel, holding it away from her face as Voltage fired off three shots just shy of her face.

With her demon hand, Snowpeak clenched her pitch black fist, closing it into a fist and the entire room was filled with a bubbled shock wave that quickly popped. Every piece of filth and furniture in that room went every which way as the shock wave burst between them. Both of them were hurled against opposite walls. They bashed against the already cracked surfaces and slid down to the floor.

Voltage’s hat fell off as she quickly rose from the floor, only to be tackled by a flying bat pony in a large black coat. They rolled across the ground as they fought for control. The unicorn was pinned against the ground as the bat pony put on her best maniacal grin and got face to face with the mare.

“Now, I’ve got my prey.” Snowpeak said as she licked from her neck all the way up to her ear in one got, causing Voltage to shiver and tingle all over. Snow purred in her ear and began to kiss down her ear, causing her cheeks to turn red. That’s when she opened up her coat and revealed her nice big tits. Both of her pink nipples began to rub against Voltage’s face. She felt the wonderful, soft mammaries swish against her beautiful breasts. It wasn’t long before she started trying to lick and suck on the hard, pink areolas and nipples slid against her entire face, even over her closed eyes. Then Snow sat back to show off how huge her tits were and how hard her entire areola was as well. Her nipples poked forward and Voltage was able to lean her head forward and give one of them a good licking.

“Ooohh, you are hungry. Or should I say, ‘thirsty?’” Voltage answered her with an ever so gentle bite to her hole boob as her teeth slid across her skin without harming her saliva lubricated nipple. Snowpeak giggled hard at this as she revealed she only wore a thong. As fast as her hand would work, she undid Voltage’s clothing. The orange unicorn’s enchanted leather shirt was the easiest to take off as Snowpeak slid her hands all over her round breasts.

Her purple electric bolt cutie mark became immediately visible as she hiked her ass upward to allow her small blue panties to be slid down. Immediately, Snowpeak saw the problem as the unicorn was already so wet from just a bit of foreplay. Apparently, she hadn’t been getting much lately.

“Not a lot of girlfriends or boyfriends?” Snowpeak asked, but then plunged her tongue deep within Voltage’s quim, drawing a loud moan from her lips.

“Y-you could say that.” The red and blue maned girl looked off to the side as the purely red batmare feasted upon her fuckhole. Her hands continued to fondle, and bring her tits to their own hardened state. Voltage held her hands tighter against her big orange chest. Her boobs pressed all the way to the point of mashing her tits flat. “Or you could keep-oh! Fuck!” She shouted out loud as the orgasm struck with little warning.

That was when the words appeared out of nowhere: “The Cursed Moon.”

There they were, Snowpeak in only a thong and Voltage totally butt naked, and the walls began to darken with corruption and tainted energy as night fell. They gave each other something of a worried look as monsters began to spawn. As soon as a werewolf appeared in a closet very near their position, Voltage pulled up both of her pistols from the floor and fired. After five bullets into the werewolf, she used her silver bullet that can actually kill him. One thing Voltage liked about this game was the use of silver bullets was a bit more streamlined, especially when the first one actually made you physically equip them in your guns.

As the werewolf fell, the thong clad bat pony whipped her rifle around and blasted it into two zombies coming from the hallway. The window broke in as a large hairy beast roared and gripped his claws inside, ripping out pieces of the wall as he broke through.

When Snowpeak saw the dread beast at the window, she lifted her demon hand. The wall all around the beast was shattered to splinters as the beast was thrown straight out into the street by the force of her attack. Three zombies later, as the hairy beast lifted his head as he got back up. He was stopped short as two large barrels were directed at his head. As soon as the naked Voltage pulled the trigger, the beast was no more.

The two scantily clad mares stood in the middle of the street amid all of the chaos. The unicorn grinned as she looked over at Snowpeak, who propped her rifle up on her shoulder and returned the grin.

“You want to group like this?” The bat pony twirled her rifle from the trigger guard and slid it onto the long holster across her back. Before Voltage could answer, though, there was a knocking. Voltage saw the alert on her head console that this was a real noise. The unicorn rolled her eyes, wondering who in the hell was bothering her. She didn’t remember giving anyone the key to get in.

“Give me a minute.” Voltage said as she pulled her visor away from her face. She was just about to get to the good part and now she had company. Among her friends, very few of them had the key to the shop.She got up from the slightly messy bed while the rest of the room was spotless. With a large screen TV across the room on a wall was a very tall computer tower with a custom gaming chair. As she slipped on a green robe she got from her closet, she walked to the door. She was paused by an unexpected voice.

“Volt? You there?” Spark asked, making her eyes go round.

She opened the door and her blood went cold. There was Spark standing at the door with a smile on his face. The awkwardness in his stance was obvious, but she could never stop loving that smile when he knew he was in trouble. This brought a tiny smile to his face.

“So, I was thinking, our schedule is a little backed up for the seasonal change and I know how the appointments are a fulltime job now. Maybe we could hire some new help?” Spark leaned against the doorway. It took just one single moment to digest the question.

“Wait, what?” Voltage seemed to snap out of it, glaring at her brother.