Author's Note

Quick warning: There's a teeny bit of a scene between a filly and a foal in this chapter, but it's not anything outright graphic.

It's still all in the spirit of keeping this story cute with a cloppy tint around it.

Chapter II

The bell jingled as Rarity and Star Tracker both came into Sugarcube Corner.

Mr. Cake was taking stock when they arrived, “Oh, hey there, Rarity.”

She smiled, “And good day to you too, Carrot. My dear little sister is in one of her moods again, so I thought I would come over for…”

“More red velvet cupcakes?”

Rarity beamed brightly, “Yes indeed. She absolutely loves your red velvet.”

“Well, you are in luck, our dear Pinkie had just finished a batch.” He called to the back, “Sweetums, it’s Miss Rarity with an order for-”

Mrs. Cake stuck her head through the kitchen door, “Red velvet cupcakes, yes of course. I heard already.” She waved to Rarity, “Good day, Rarity, I’ll go fetch those cupcakes right now.”

Mr. Cake then noticed the indigo stallion who was just looking around. “Hmm, are you a friend of Rarity’s, son?”

Rarity seemed to just remember he was here too, “Oh! Oh yes.” She cleared her throat, “Excuse me, this is Star Tracker. He’s just arrived here in Ponyville.”

Tracker nodded, “Just got off the train this morning. This is a very nice shop you have, by the way. Everything here is so colorful, it just pops out and says ‘buy me!’”

Carrot chuckled, “Well, we have our Pinkie Pie to thank for that. That mare has a good eye for details.”

Track looked at everything, “I’ll say…”

“Where is Pinkie, by the way?” Rarity asked.

Carrot chuckled and he rolled a hoof, “Oh, that silly filly’s run off somewhere, talking about planning a party for somepony new…” He blinked as quick realization hit him.

His wife had just come out of the kitchen with the cupcakes for Rarity. She saw the indigo pony standing in her store. She gave a quiet gasp, “Oh my.” She changed her tone quickly, smiling as innocently as possible, “Well, here are those cupcakes you ordered, Rarity.”

“Splendid!” Rarity chirped as she levitated a few bits to pay for the cupcakes. She had completely missed the little reactions they’d both had upon seeing Star Tracker.

She held the box with her magic, "Well then, I must get back to my boutique tout suite, to give my darling sister her cupcakes. Star Tracker, I hate to part so soon, but you understand, hmm?"

He nodded quickly, "Oh yeah, I understand, I mean... an only child over here so I wouldn't know, but I can see you're a mare who puts family first before anything. It was great meeting you."

"Et tu, Track." She pecked him on the cheek, "Now, I'm sure you know the way to the castle. And if things don't quite work out there... you can consider yourself a welcome guest to Carousel Boutique." She winked at him once more before stepping out.

Then, she was gone.

Tracker rubbed the cheek she had kissed him on, "Mmm, such a nice mare."

Both of the Cakes looked at the hopeless young stallion sitting there with a blush turning his indigo coat to navy.

Mrs. Cake giggled at his fawning.

Carrot cleared his throat, "Excuse me, Mr. Tracker, sir?"

He shook his head then looked back at the gangly yellow stallion behind the counter, "Huh? Oh, oh sorry, I s-spaced out right there."

Carrot shook his head while a smirk formed on his square jaw, "Are you interested in buying anything, sir? I mean, looking is free, but we are running a business here."

Tracker nodded, "Oh, oh yeah, okay, sorry... um... I am pretty hungry. I hadn't eaten anything really since I got off the train so... I guess... are you serving muffins right now?"

Carrot nodded, "We are."

Tracker smiled, "Ooh, okay, do you have blueberry? That's my favorite."

Cup Cake chipped in, "We do. I'll go fetch that for you, and you, Carrot, stop intimidating the poor boy or Little Carrot doesn't get to play tonight." She nudged her husband playfully with that perfectly round rump of hers.

Mr. Cake chuckled, "Oh I couldn't bear the thought of that, honey bun."

Tracker giggled from seeing the playful banter between them. He found a place to sit while he waited for his muffins.

...

Meanwhile, Rarity had made it home.

She called out in her delightful sing-song tone, "Sweetie Belle!" as she came in and closed the door behind her.

Rarity set the cupcakes down on the table in her kitchen, "Sweetie, your sister has a special treat for you! Come on down!"

When Sweetie did not immediately come down, Rarity became curious. "Hmm," she thought out loud to herself, "now she can't still be upset about earlier." She clicked her tongue then started upstairs.

As she went up, Rarity's ears picked up the sounds of illicit activities. Somepony was kissing somepony else. And as she got closer, Rare could detect the subtle musk of a young colt's arousal. Her pupils shrank as a thought hit Rarity's mind. So then, Rarity started to creep slower so her hooves didn't make noise. Somewhere inside, she realized that peeping on her little sister possibly fooling around with a coltfriend would be wrong, then again...

She got to Sweetie's bedroom door and it had been left ajar, not wide open, but a couple inches of light were visible from the small crease. Rarity shook her head, amateur mistake, so cliche. Rarity opened the door with her magic and...

Sweetie was on her bed locking lips with Button Mash, the young colt impulsively thrusting into the air as the filly fondled his growing shaft.

Rarity stood right in the doorway, a deep blush painting her face as she watched her filly sister practicing the very technique she'd done on Star Tracker before. Suddenly, feeling quite guilty for spying on her sister during her special moment, Rarity began to creep backward, pulling on the door with her magic.

EEK!

The door creaked.

The young couple inside heard it and both saw Rarity standing there with the most shameful, guilt-ridden expression on her face.

Sweetie panicked and pushed Button, "Rarity!"

Button yelped as he fell backwards, his colt dick flopping like a rubber toy.

Sweetie stammered as blush filled her face, "Big sis, i-i-it's not what it looks like!"

And what shame she felt was washed away as Rarity heard her own words from before used by Sweetie. A naughty smirk broke out, "Oh, it's not? Because I thought I saw my little sister being a little séductrice." She giggled, "Well... a responsible adult would have something to say about this, but I am your big sister and that overrides it so... you two have fun and..." She could not think of anything else so she zipped away, closing the door as she left.

Rarity made it downstairs and she rubbed the blush from her cheeks, "My little Sweetie is growing up..." She began to tear up.

...

Back at Sugarcube Corner, Mrs. Cake came out of her kitchen with a tray of fresh baked blueberry muffins, "Blueberry muffins for the handsome gent!"

Star Tracker looked up and the sweet aroma of those muffins hit him like a boxing glove to the snout, "Oh yes, thank you!" He got up from where he'd been sitting and he fished out his bit bag from his saddlebags, "How much do I owe you?"

Carrot traded glances with his wife, "Tell ya what, since it's your first day in Ponyville, and you're a guest of our friend, Rarity, no charge!"

Track perked up, "Really?"

Carrot was quick to follow it up with, "But you get one! No more freebies, understand?"

He nodded eagerly, "Completely understand, in fact..." He took out two big bits, "There's a tip, just for the service!"

Carrot took the bits as a brief look of surprise was quickly replaced by his usual stern gaze, "Well played..."

Track took the muffins, "Oh these smell so good, thank you, Mrs. Cake and Mr. Cake." He bowed politely to them both.

Mrs. Cake became bashful, "Aw, well, it's really nothing. It's just our calling."

Track nodded, "Yeah, I hear that loud and clear." He took the box then he left Sugarcube Corner with a happy trot in his step.

As soon as he was gone, Mr. Cake turned to his wife, "Little Carrot, really?"

Mrs. Cake giggled, "Well, Big Carrot would be embellishing a bit, honey."

Carrot retorted, "Honey, it ain't the size, it's what I do with it, and just for that, Little Carrot's going spelunking tonight."

She cooed delightfully at the thought of it, "Ooh... who says we have to wait for tonight?" She wiggled her plump rear at him. She pranced away, remarkably light on her hooves for her plumpness.

Carrot watched her leave. The stallion chuckled huskily to himself as he took off his apron then put up a sign over the counter reading, "On break", before following his wife to the backroom.

...

Tracker trotted happily away with his muffins.

He paused to take a sniff of those fresh pastries with those wonderful, rich blueberries baked into them.

"Look out!" A sudden voice from above broke Track out of muffin heaven in time to catch a grey pegasus mare careening towards him.

Next thing he knew, Star Tracker was knocked for a spin, his blue eyes widening in horror as his muffins went flying. "No, my muffins!" He screamed, which given his already squeaky voice, made him sound like a school filly who'd just walked through a spider web.

Suddenly, a rush of rainbow blew right over him, catching the muffins, every one, then the box before a cyan pegasus performed her superhero landing with the box held on one hoof while her wings stood out all the way, "Never fear, citizen, your friendly neighborhood Rainbow Dash is here!

Tracker stood there while his vision was currently doubled following that disorienting spin. He saw her, his favorite Wonderbolt, one of the coolest mares, and one of Princess Twilight's closest friends, "Whoa... Double rainbow..."

Smugly, she snickered, "Oh please, the world could not possibly handle two of me, I'm awesome enough just being one!"

He rubbed his eyes as his vision returned to normal. He blinked and nope, he wasn't dreaming, it really was her... if he'd had a heart condition, he'd have dropped dead right now. Stars shot up in his eyes, "Wow, you're her, I mean, you're you, Rainbow Dash... oh, gosh... those Wonderbolts trading cards don't do you justice at all!"

She stood there basking in the adoration of a fan, "Well, cards are paper, and paper ain't got shit on the real deal, bub." She posed letting him see her in all her awesome glory.

Star Tracker trotted in place like a filly who needed to pee bad, "Oh my gosh!" He could not even believe the lucky day he'd been having. First, he gets kissed by Rarity, Ponyville's top fashion pony, now, his hero, Rainbow Dash just saved his muffins... his muffins! He gasped, "Oh my gosh, what happened to that pegasus who flew into me?"

"I'm over here..." moaned the grey mare with her mane decorated in flowers as she'd crashed into Roseluck's garden.

Rose stood over the scene holding her chest like she was about to have a heart attack, "What-what is this?!"

Derpy panicked once she saw where was, "Oh! Oh Rosey, I'm so sorry!" She jumped up, "I-I was just flying over and-and I hit a bad air pocket..."

Rose was not hearing any of that though, "Careful! You're trampling all over my livelihood there!"

Derpy started to sniff as she teared up, "I-I'm sorry, it was an accident, I didn't mean to."

Star Tracker walked over, "E-excuse me, miss?"

Roseluck looked up, "What!?"

Tracker intervened, "She said it was an accident and nopony really got hurt."

Rose turned indignant, "Tell it to my begonias! My friends and I, we have our flower cart! Now I won't have my begonias for the market!"

He nodded, "Yeah, that sucks, but I still see no reason to get mad when no one here's really at fault for anything."

Rose sighed, "I suppose..."

Track nodded, "Are you selling by the way?"

"Huh?" She said while Derpy backed away.

Track smiled, "I'd like to buy some flowers, if I can right now. I don't need like a whole bouquet, just one or two, for a couple of pretty mares I know."

Derpy looked between Rose and the strange purple-y blue pony, confused right now.

Track winked to her.

Rose grumbled, "Sure, I guess I could part with a few." She saw the part of her garden where Derpy had crash landed, "Erg, the damage doesn't look nearly as bad as it did, and it looks like more than enough of my begonias survived... Okay, tell me what you want, and... I won't even charge ya, just pick some so I can get started on replanting."

Tracker nodded, "Okay, oh uh, my name's Star Tracker, by the way." He tipped a happy hoof to her before picking the few flowers he wanted, "These four seem like they're ready for a new home."

"Alright!" Rose picked the flowers he chose, "Here you go and... I'm Rose, Roseluck."

He accepted the flowers, "Nice to meet you, Rose." He held the flowers and he smelled them, "Oh these are really pretty. I can tell you put a lot of love and care into these little guys huh?"

Rose blushed from the praise, "Yeah, I do."

He nodded, "Okay..." He took one flower then he held it out for Rose, "Now, here's one for you."

She blinked, "What? You're giving it back?"

Track smiled, "I said I was getting these flowers for some pretty mares I knew... This one's for you. Or are you saying you're not pretty?"

Rose blushed again, "Uh, um... thank you." She took back the flower she'd just sold. She felt her cheeks warm up, "Um... I have to go..." And she went back inside her house.

Derpy got up after she was gone, "Wow... Mr. Tracker, that was a really nice thing to do."

Star nodded, "Yeah, that it was." He held out another for Derpy, "And there's one for you."

Her walled eyes went straight and her cheeks lit up with blush, "F-f-for me?"

He smiled, "Yeah, of course. A little gift can brighten up any bad day."

Her eyes teared up again, "Oh, oh thank you! That's so sweet!" She took the flower, "Oh! I'm Derpy! Well, actually my name is Muffins, but everypony says Derpy because of my eyes."

Tracker smiled, "Well, I'm calling you Muffins. That's a much cuter name."

Rainbow walked up to them, having sat back and watched the moment unfold. She snickered, "Well, I hope one o' those flowers wasn't for me, bub. I'm not the kinda mare who accepts gifts or nothing."

Track snickered, he did get one for her, but he decided to play with her, "Well, actually... I figured you'd be too tough to get swayed by flowers, Dash. These are for somepony else."

Her smugness vanished just like that, "For somepony else?"

He smiled, "Yeah, this one's for Rarity." He held it up, "I still need to thank her for earlier."

Rainbow raised a hoof, "Rarity? Yeah, she'd like that stuff for sure." She blew it off in an attempt to sound aloof.

He held up the last one, "And that's for Twilight, I've been here for almost a whole day now and still I haven't had a chance to see her."

Rainbow's ears flopped, "Twilight? But she's not into that lovey stuff..."

Track sighed, "Yeah, I guess not... I still don't know how she's gonna take me even coming all this way." He didn't have to look, but he could tell from her tone that his little prank was working. He shrugged, "Oh well, guess I'll just eat this one."

Rainbow's wings sprang open and she flew right up to Track, knocking him off his hooves and taking the flower, "Are you kidding me?! You'd just eat this after Rosey's put so much hard work into it?"

Track was disoriented for a bit, but he was able to roll back onto his hooves, "I realize, sure, but there's no use holding on to something if somepony won't take it."

Derpy realized what he was doing and she had her right hoof to her muzzle so her giggling didn't get too loud.

"I'll take it!" Dash shouted, her magenta eyes looking wild as she held the little flower like she wanted to hug it, "I'd wear it right now if somepony gave it..."

Tracker couldn't hold himself anymore. He started snickering.

Rainbow looked at him, "And what in Tartarus is so bucking funny?"

Star Tracker pointed a hoof at Rainbow, "Gotcha!"

Her cheeks lit up as Dash realized what had just happened.

Track was dancing in place as he celebrated his successful prank, "I bought that flower for you, Rainbow! You're welcome!"

Rainbow's eyes furrowed as her magenta eyes turned to red, as she started to breathe harshly. Then, she started laughing, "Man, buck you! Buck you with Celestia's biggest dildo... like the biggest, hardest, fuckstick ever made... shove it! Shove it right up your ass!" She shouted expletives as she vented in a mix of rage and laughter.

Track sat with Derpy while he waited for Dash to run out of hot air.

When she finally calmed down, Rainbow trotted over to the two sitting on ground. She had the flower in her hoof, the box of muffins held under one of her wings. She slapped Track with her free wing.

He took the blow, but he stood his ground.

A smile broke out on her muzzle, "Nice one, asshole."

He got up with a little chuckle, "Thanks and uh, this..." He took the flower from her, then, with it in his teeth, he slipped the stem behind Rainbow's right ear, "looks much better, like that." He sat back to look at her.

Rainbow was blushing. Surely, this guy knew that a flower behind the ear was a major flirt for most ponies. She closed her eyes then scratched the back of her head while that blush refused to go away. "Smooth..." She said as her anger broiled, "Fuckin' smooth..."

Tracker tilted his head, "Hmm?"

She opened her eyes and she looked at him while that blush spread, "It's like you want me to fuck you."

Derpy looked between them, "Oh... look at the time... I need to get home to wash my cat, feed my laundry and... stuff!" Derpy's wings sprung open and she flew away just as Rainbow was leaning over Star Tracker.

Tracker backed up, "Wait what?"

Rainbow nudged him with her hoof, "Come on, asshole! You puttin' that flower behind my ear, ya have to know what the fuck that means, right?"

Track's pupils shrank like he just remembered what that gesture meant, "Oh jeez..."

Dash nodded, "Yeah, I figured... you were just bein' cute, of course you wouldn't... just." Her temper cooled down a bit, "The flower was nice, thank you..."

Now Tracker felt like he had to make it up to her. He just remembered his muffins, "You know..."

Dash looked up, "What?"

"I was just going to somewhere quiet to enjoy those muffins there... I don't mind sharing." He smiled meekly, one ear flopping to the side.

Rainbow smiled, "Yeah..." Then, an idea hit her, "And I know the perfect place, if you don't mind hitchin' a ride?" She turned, blatantly showing her athletic plot, while keeping her tail placed strategically over her most private parts.

Track blushed, "Y-y-you mean, you want me to ride on your back?"

Rainbow blew a raspberry before turning back to him, "Pfft, no, you pervert! I'll carry you while you hold the box, got it?"

He blinked a couple times before his brain caught up with him, "Huh? Oh, oh yeah, okay."

She snickered, "By the way, gotcha!" She booped his nose before turning, her sexy rainbow tail smacking him in the snout as she did so.

Now Track was getting mixed signals.

Track picked up the muffin box, then before he could blink, Rainbow had turned, then in a flash, she grabbed him and the muffins, then they both were off.