Scrambled Egghead

“So… What brings you to Ponyville, your majesty?”

“Just some tax issues that, frankly, could have been solved in five minutes with a brief letter, if not for the way the nobles like to breathe down my neck. But, since I was here, I wanted to pop in and surprise you and Twilight with a visit after such a pointless headache. Where is she, out of curiosity?”

“She’s uh… Getting out of the bath, I think? Shouldn’t be much longer now. Here, I’ll put on the kettle for some tea.”

Rainbow glanced down the stairs, watching as Spike led the princess down the hall, to the main dining hall. She didn’t have much time before Celestia became suspicious, and Twilight wasn’t quite ready. Rainbow had toweled her off, straightened her hair and gotten her dressed in a nice sweater and skirt, so all that was left was to reintroduce her intellect.

Unfortunately, it was taking a bit longer than usual. Starlight had warned Rainbow of this in her instructions regarding the catalyst. Something about moving the Circle and spell to a secondary source caused a delay in the way it worked. She promised that it should take no longer than five minutes before Twilight was back to normal, but Rainbow didn’t really have five minutes at the moment.

“Come on, babe, get it together,” said Rainbow, turning back to the bedroom. She guessed that Twily’s orgasm probably wasn’t helping matters. Her brain was awash with hormones, and even a layman like Rainbow could guess that this would interfere with things.

“Rainbow…?” Twilight was slowly sitting up in bed, rubbing her eyes tiredly. She had to stifle a yawn as she spoke, apparently tuckered out by Twily’s actions. “What happened? Did I… Did I become Twily?”

“Yeah, we were gonna have some fun, but something came up,” said Rainbow. “We have to get you downstairs, babe, right now.”

“I’m… I’m confused. I don’t remember casting the spell. I’ve never forgotten that before,” said Twilight, a slight panic edging into her voice. “Dash, that’s not good, if I’m forgetting casting the spell, then… I don’t even know what that could mean! It could—”

“It was me that did it, don’t freak out.” Rainbow wasn’t intending to tell Twilight the nature of the catalyst so soon, opting to let the girl figure it out on her own, but there wasn’t time for that now. She needed Twilight to stop panicking as soon as possible, which was easier said than done given the worrywart nature of her. “Seriously, though, there’s no time to talk, you really need to go downstairs.”

“You did it? But how? Even if a pegasus did have enough raw magic to cast the spell, you don’t know the circle, not to mention how the incantation would need to be altered, there’s no way you could’ve—”

“For fuck’s sake, you nerd, Princess Celestia is downstairs right now!”

Every ounce of color left Twilight’s face, and it looked as if she was liable to keel over right then and there. It took her a few seconds to really process the information and, when she did, she did what she was known to do under pressure.

She totally freaked out.

“What?! Why?! I wasn’t due to hear back from her for a while! Oh no, she’s here about the spell!” Twilight tugged at her hair, entirely forgetting that she really should have given more attention to the idea that Rainbow had cast the charm. “I’m not ready, I don’t have my notes prepared, I won’t be able to give an accurate report and—”

Twilight may have said more, if not for Rainbow grabbing her by the shoulders and latching their lips together. Twilight melted into Rainbow’s kiss, letting her lover’s lips and tongue explore her own. Rainbow slowly pulled away, bracing Twilight’s cute, mousey face with her hands.

“Better?” asked Rainbow. Twilight nodded slowly. “Good. Listen to me, kiddo. You listening?” Again, Twilight nodded. “You’re the smartest person I know, okay? You’re so smart that you managed to find a way to make yourself retarded so I don’t feel bad about myself.”

“Dash…”

“Which means, egghead, you can ab-lib a report. You know the spell, don’t you? You know the magic involved. You can do this, babe. I’ll be with you the whole time, and I know you well enough to know that you can’t help but be fucking awesome when you have the chance to show off to me.” She kissed Twilight’s cheek, giving her a confident nod. “Go make me proud, nerd.”

Twilight took in a deep breath, trying her hardest to keep her heart beating in her chest. Rainbow had an infectious amount of confidence that bled over into Twilight, steeling her nerves. She gave one last nod before straightening out her hair with her fingers and a few tugs of magic.

“How do I look?” she asked. Rainbow smirked, happy to see Twilight with a grip on herself.

“Like a million bucks. Go get em, kiddo.”

Twilight turned and ran down the stairs, following the sound of Spike’s voice to the dining hall. It wasn’t long before she could hear the soft, genteel laughter of her mentor, her mother figure, and, strictly speaking, her goddess. Twilight took in another deep, calming breath before entering the room.

“Ah, Twilight! How good to see you.” Princess Celestia stood up from the table to meet her protegee, unaware to just how much she intimidated even her long-time friends such as Twilight. The Princess of the Sun was like a figure out of myth, taller and more beautiful than just about anyone Twilight had ever laid eyes on. She wore a simple, ivory gown that was probably as close to a bum day as a princess of her stature could get (although Twilight was certain that even this plain dress cost more than her entire wardrobe combined). Celestia accompanied her otherworldly grace and beauty with a simple, genuine smile, her arms open for a hug. Unable to help herself, Twilight matched her smile and found herself wrapping her arms around the Goddess of Equestria, hugging her tightly.

“So sorry for the delay, princess,” said Twilight. “I wasn’t expecting you.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that. For you, my dear, I would wait hours.” Celestia gave a sly wink. “Besides, Spike knows how to brew a nice, strong cup of tea. Something to take the edge off, just what I need after a day of needless politics.”

“Spike, please tell me she’s joking.” Twilight glanced to her assistant, aghast at the implications. “You’re not trying to get the princess drunk, right?”

“Of course not!” said Spike, rolling his eyes. “Besides, after Pinkie got into Dash’s booze, you told me to stop bringing alcohol into the castle.”

“Thankfully for me, I was given no such instructions.” Celestia waved her hand, creating a silver flask in her palm, which she quickly made vanish with a similar wave. “Of course, I’m just poking a bit of fun. I’d rather be sober if this circle of yours is half as impressive as your letter says. I was hoping you could give me a bit of a demonstration?”

“Right. Of course. See, the thing is…” Twilight scratched the back of her neck nervously. “As I said, I wasn’t expecting you quite so soon. I don’t have my research notes together, and I don’t know if I can—”

As if on cue, a blue-tinted blur sped into the room, skidding to a stop just beside Twilight. Rainbow Dash dusted her clothes off and straightened out her hair before handing the stack of papers she was carrying to Twilight, who quickly looked them over with a grin.

“Got em,” said Rainbow. She waved to Celestia. “Hey, princess. Nice seeing you.”

“And the same to you, Ms. Dash. I trust you’re treating my dear student well?” Celestia’s voice was ladened with faux-disapproval, a doting, motherly tone that was betrayed immediately by her mischievous smirk.

“Oh, I drive her up the wall!” Dash smirked at her girlfriend. “And she wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“Thank you, Rainbow, you can go now,” said Twilight flatly. Rainbow shrugged, then lazily fluttered across the room to the table, taking a seat next to Spike and kicking her feet up onto the surface of the wood. Twilight rolled her eyes at the display, but didn’t let it slow her down too much. “Right, now that I have my notes, I should be able to do the Circle justice.”

Twilight waved her hand through the air, creating a bit of chalk to draw her circle, pausing when she saw Rainbow's mischievous grin. She quickly made her chalk vanish, replacing it with a large whiteboard easel and a fine point marker, which would allow her to draw a version of the circle that couldn't actually be used.

“As you no doubt are aware, my alteration Circle is heavily based in the work of the great alterationist sorcerer Hoofier,” said Twilight, carefully drawing her version of the Circle on the whiteboard. “And, while it was inarguably an incredible circle from a mage many years ahead of his time, his Circle has quite a few limitations.”

“It is incapable of altering organic matter for very long,” said Celestia with a nod. “That, coupled with it being very magically exhausting relative to the overall strength of the spell, ultimately makes it inefficient and generally not worth the effort. I take it you've circumvented these problems?”

“I believe so. Firstly, as you can see, I've altered some of the runes associated with the Circle, as well as reworking much of the inner geometry…”

Rainbow very quickly lost the thread of the conversation, as was typically the case whenever Twilight spoke in-depth about her magic. Still, she decided she'd stick around to support Twilight, and maybe have some fun while she was at it. Before she could decide on what she'd do, Spike shimmied a bit closer to Rainbow, as if he were approaching a dangerous beast.

“Hey,” he said quietly.

“Yo. What's up, kid?” Rainbow watched as Twilight waved her hands animatedly as she explained her spell, making Dash smirk at her almost infectious passion and love for her craft.

“I just wanted to say… sorry. About earlier, I mean.” Rainbow raised her eyebrow, but said nothing, and so Spike continued. “I've had this… this thing for Twi. For a long, long time. I think it's just a physical thing, since she was the first attractive female I interacted with regularly. Just a dumb childhood crush. I swear, I've gotten it out of my system, so you don't have to worry about—”

“Dude, it's cool. Don't stress it.”

“But you seemed really mad earlier.”

“I was mad that I didn't get to bust a nut on Twilight's tits. It wasn't 'cause of you. Just bad timing, you know?” Rainbow shrugged nonchalantly. “Considering what I’ve been up to, I kinda deserved it.”

“So you’re not mad at me?” asked Spike.

“Trust me, stud. You’d know if I was mad at you.” Spike visibly relaxed, at which point Rainbow gave him a friendly (but firm) jab to the shoulder. “So, how’d she taste? Was it everything you thought it would be?”

“And more. Seriously, I thought sapphires were sweet,” he chuckled weakly. “So… You’d let me do it again?”

“Yeah, next time I’m balls deep in the nerd, I’ll call you in to get a lick or two while I’m in there.”

“Honestly… That might be worth it.” Rainbow let out a hum, surprised by Spike’s answer. He normally tried to stay as far away from Rainbow’s cock, both physically and in a conversational sense. He must be especially smitten in order to even consider it.

“I have to say, Twilight, your spellwork here is incredible!” Rainbow glanced back to the princesses, both of whom were pouring over Twilight’s Circle. Celestia was seated with her back to Rainbow and Spike, facing Twilight’s easel while Twilight herself stood behind her mentor, reading her own notes over Celestia’s shoulder.

“Thank you, princess. I’ve still got a ways to go, namely with my inner line work,” said Twilight, leaning in to review her notes from behind Celestia.

It was at that point when Rainbow Dash had a brilliant, awful, fantastic, evil idea.

“Hey, Spike. Wanna see something rad?” asked Rainbow. Spike gave a cautious but curious nod, part of his mind racing to find an escape route in case the situation became incriminating. Rainbow reached into her pocket and pulled out the thin metal rod that was her Catalyst. “Check it out.”

Rainbow pointed the Catalyst at Twilight, lying in wait. As soon as Twilight leaned away from Celestia, to allow the princess to read the notes in front of her, Rainbow struck; She gave the Catalyst a small, gentle stroke, just enough to power it on. Rainbow could see a faint scarlet glow from beneath Twilight’s skirt, and soon after, two puffs of purple smoke puffed out of her ears. The smoke floated over to Rainbow, where it condensed itself into a vial. It was only a few drops of Twilight’s intellect, but Rainbow was sure it would be enough to make things a bit more interesting.

“So, just as a rough estimate, how much of the energy requirement are you circumventing with the use of the added Deltas?” asked Celestia, unaware of the magic going on just behind her.

“Er… T-ten? Ten, uh… What’s the word…?” Twilight scratched her head as the thoughts seemed to escape her head. “Uh… 10 arcanawatts.”

“10? Are you certain? That doesn’t sound right.”

“Not 10, sorry. I don’t know where that number came from… ”

“You didn’t,” said Spike, watching with awe and dread in equal measure.

“Sure did.” Rainbow gently shook the bottle, watching the lavender liquid slosh around. She waited for another opening, and activated the Catalyst as soon as she had one. A bigger, denser cloud of smoke erupted from Twilight’s ears, condensing in Rainbow’s vial and filling it about halfway with Twilight’s smarts.

“As you can see, it’s… uh… Like, 98 AW is what you normally need to cast with Hoovier’s variant of the circle.” Twilight seemed to notice that she had mispronounced Hoofier’s name, but tried not to let it trip her up too much. “My Deltas and… The other ones. The K ones…”

“Kappas?” offered Celestia.

“Right, Kappas, thank you. My Deltas and Kappas take about 25 AW of strain off of the caster, which is, uh…” Twilight quickly counted on her fingers, embarrassed that she was struggling with such basic math. “That puts us at, uh… 69, I think?”

“Ha! Nice.” Twilight and Celestia glanced back at Rainbow, the former visibly annoyed and the latter visibly amused by Rainbow’s outburst. “Sorry, involuntary response.”

“I hate to say it, Twilight, but I think your math is off. That should come out to 73,” said Celestia, taking notice of Twilight’s frazzled appearance, the way her eyes seemed to be struggling to focus on her numbers. “Are you okay, dear?”

“I’m… I’m fine. Just having a hard time getting my thoughts together. 73 AW, right?” Twilight pointed to the board with her marker, dropping it in the process. “Whoopsie!”

The marker rolled back a bit, stopping when it hit Twilight’s foot. The princess bent over to pick it up, obliviously flaring her skirt up and giving Spike and Rainbow an eyeful of her panties. Besides the faintly-glowing text that read “Rainbow’s Retard”, there was a very visible damp spot that wasn’t there when Rainbow got Twilight all dressed up.

“Damn,” said Rainbow and Spike simultaneously. They shared a little snicker, although Spike never took his eyes off of Twilight’s ass, even as she stood upright to continue conversing with Celestia.

“She’s wet…” noted Spike.

“Yep. Being an idiot makes her feel all hot under the collar, I think. Being too dumb to explain her nerd magic shit turns her on,” said Rainbow, absentmindedly rubbing the length of her cock through her shorts. “Turns me on, too. She’s lucky Celestia is here, or else I might not be able to help myself…”

“Oh, shame, where does the time go?” Celestia stood up, checking a pocket watch she created with a simple flourish of magic. “I’m afraid I’m overdue back in Canterlot, and I must take my leave. I’m incredibly proud of you, Twilight, and I hope we can discuss your spellcasting circle in greater detail when I have more time to spare. But, from this brief look I was able to take, I can tell that you’ve done incredible work.”

“Thank you so much, princess!” Just before Celestia stood up, Rainbow struck one last time, using the Catalyst to steal one last, big chunk of intellect from Twilight’s head; the purple smoke just barely floated over to the vial and condensed itself away before Celestia turned to face her pupil.

“I think you’ve been working yourself just a touch too hard, my dear,” remarked Celestia. “Though that wouldn’t altogether surprise me… Promise me you’ll get some rest?”

“Uh-huh! I promise, princess, I’ll be a good girl and get lotsa rest!” Rainbow and Spike could barely contain their laughter at Twilight’s unbridled, childish whimsy and Celestia’s befuddled expression.

“Eh… I’m sure you will?” Celestia shook her head slightly, no doubt thinking that Twilight needed that rest more than she originally expected. “Well, I really must be going. I hope to see you soon, Twilight. And you as well, Spike, Rainbow.” The princess curtseyed in their direction before lighting up her horn and vanishing in a flash of sunny yellow light.

“Ah! She’s gone!” said Twily, genuinely shocked. “How’d she do that?!”

“She teleported, babe. She can do that,” said Rainbow with a smirk.

“So that’s what you wanted from Starlight and Trixie,” mused Spike. “A way to cast the spell whenever you wanted.”

“Bingo. Now, kid, it’s been fun catching up and bonding or whatever it is we did by staring at my girl’s ass together, but, uh…” Rainbow stood up and made her way over to Twily, gently grabbing her by the wrist. “I’ve been holding off for a while now, and I’m not gonna wait any longer. So, not to be a dick or anything, but could you fuck off someplace for like… three hours?”

“Yeah, sure. Lemme just grab my, uh…” Spike tried not to stare as Rainbow hoisted Twily up and set her on the table, the brainless princess giggling giddily as she did. “My, uh… Comics, before I head over to Sweetie’s or something.” Rainbow rolled her eyes at how egregiously unconvincing Spike was being.

“Upstairs, on our bed, there’s a camera,” said Rainbow. “With, like, thirty pics of Twi’s ass. Go make some copies if you want, instead of trying to be sneaky and take some of your own on your way out.” Spike just stared at the ground, blushing. “Come on, kid, I’ve been playing this game for years. You can’t outsmart the master.”

“Right. I’m gonna… do that now.”

And, with that, Spike ran for the stairs, no doubt intending to put those photos to good use. Rainbow watched him disappear from the room before getting herself ready for the coming fun; Rainbow stripped off her top to bare her pert, perky, tiny tits. Her shorts went in a similar way, falling into a pile on the floor and leaving Dash beautifully nude and aggressively horny.

“Hiya, Dashie!” said Twily. “You got all naked, should I do that too? Or do you—”

Twily didn’t get much more out before Rainbow kissed her, grabbing her by the hips and pulling her close. Rainbow reached down and helped to pull Twily’s sweater over her head, then pushed her back to work on her skirt. Rainbow all but tore Twilight’s skirt from her body, but paused when she made it to her special panties, her attention focused on her own insignia, her tri-colored lightning bolt, on the front.

Rather than removing the garment, Rainbow simply pulled the thin strip of cloth covering Twily’s pussy to the side, giving her a straight shot at what she had been craving for hours.

Twily moaned as Rainbow entered her, lightning bolts of pleasure arcing up her body. Dash's earlier theory seemed to be holding: speaking to Celestia and struggling to do relatively simple math and magic problems really set Twily aflame. Her pussy was hot and wet, all but swallowing Rainbow's length in its soft, velvety tunnel.

A slap rang through the room as Rainbow firmly clasped her hands onto Twily's hips, bucking her hips forward and forcing her length deeper. With every pump, Rainbow seemed to grip Twily tighter, as if to fuck her harder.

“I wonder if Celestia knows what's up with you. She must've noticed you fucking up that basic math,” huffed Rainbow. “How does it feel, huh? To be too damn stupid to explain your own spell.”

“It feels good, Dashie. I like being stupid for you,” moaned Twily. “I wanna be stupid…”

“Good, cause you are. You're dumb. Stupid. Fucking retarded!” Rainbow punctuated each insult with a particularly aggressive thrust, slamming her hips against Twily with an audible smack. “I know it, Spike knows it, Trixie and Star know it.”

“P-princess Celestia, too?” Rainbow smirked seriously at Twily's innocent, adorable, genuine question.

“Of course she knows it. She's almost as smart as me!” Rainbow leaned in, pressing herself against Twily as she slammed her cock deeper into the princess’ cunt. “She knew from the minute she saw you that you've got no brains. You shouldn't be thinking, not with that empty head. You're just cute to look at, that's all. You're decoration, too retarded to even get through the day without me. Just there to look nice.”

“I don't wanna think anymore, Dashie. I wanna be dumb and pretty, like you said.”

“That’s a good girl. Don’t think. Don’t worry. Just keep on being my pretty, brainless little princess.” Rainbow pulled Twily’s legs up, bending her slightly and bettering her angle of penetration. Twily squeezed her eyes shut, one hand clutching a fistful of her own hair and the other rubbing her clit as Rainbow fucked her. She was putty in Rainbow’s hand, all but melting around her thick, hard shaft.

“D-dashie, I’m gonna…” Dash didn’t let Twily get any more out before she slammed her hips forward, burying her cock as deep as it would go in Twily’s pussy. The princess squealed, arching her back against the smooth crystal table as she came hard around Rainbow’s cock. Her cunt convulsed, trying to milk Dash of her cum, and her entire body quaked. Rainbow’s motions ceased, letting Twily take in deep, labored breaths, her body quivering with pleasure. Rainbow admired her handiwork. Despite what she said to Spike, Rainbow was very much so motivated by pride, and it bruised her ego just a bit to see just how hard he had managed to make her cum. He may have had a gifted tongue, but Rainbow highly doubted he could do that to the princess.

“That felt good…” panted Twily. She let out a tiny yelp, Rainbow’s arms wrapping around her middle and hoisting her up quite suddenly. Dash turned, carrying Twily over to the wall and leaning forward to pin her there. Twily had her arms wrapped around Rainbow’s neck, for fear of falling, but she really didn’t need to worry; Dash was deceptively strong for her size, and she could hold Twilight up there like that for hours.

“My turn, stupid,” growled Rainbow. “Hold on tight.”

Twily barely had time to follow that instruction and wrap her legs around Rainbow’s torso before Rainbow slammed her hips forward, pounding Twily silly. The princess let out a moan, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as Rainbow fucked her deeper and harder than she ever thought possible. Dash was a lot of things, and “a patient mare” wasn’t one of them. And, while her fun with Twily had only been postponed for around an hour, her photo session felt like it was months ago, which left Dash frustrated, greedy, almost ravenously horny.

“Dah! Dashie!” Each time Twily tried to speak, her words were lost in a brainless, fuck-drunk moan. Rainbow herself didn’t have much to say, most of her focus on Twily’s hot, juicy pussy, spreading her with her fat futa cock. Soon, Twily wasn’t saying much of anything, only capable of producing unintelligible, senseless babbling. Her brain, whatever was left of it, was melting in a pool of pleasure, her mind as well as her body at Rainbow’s mercy. Twilight’s eyes rolled back in her head, drooling onto her chest and twitching with every deep, violent thrust of Rainbow’s hips.

“Daaaaah…” Twily’s legs quivered, holding onto Rainbow tightly as another orgasm crashed down onto her. Her vision doubled as stars danced before her eyes, her body going limp as she tried to catch her breath. She couldn’t form a coherent sentence, not even a few words, only managing ragged breathing and blissful, exhausted giggles. Twily tried to pull herself from Dash, her arms and legs feeling like wet noodles, but Rainbow had no intention of letting her go.

Instead, Rainbow turned yet again, this time lowering Twily to the floor. The princess’ eyes went wide as Rainbow repositioned her, flat on her back against the cool, smooth floor and with her legs up and hooked on Rainbow’s shoulders. Twily tried to speak again, this time unable to get her words out in due to sheer shock. She thought Rainbow had to have been done by now but, judging by her expression (and the way her rock hard cock twitched inside of Twily’s spasming, twitching pussy), it seemed as if Dash had a bit more in the tank.

“This is what you should be worrying about. Not your spell circle bullshit. Not sounding smart in front of Celestia,” grunted Rainbow. She pressed Twily forward, folding her in half and pressing her down to better receive her deep, hard thrusts. “All that matters is me, my cock, and my cum. That’s what you’re good for. Not for thinking or research or any of that shit. You’re just good for a fuck! Ain’t that right, Twily?”

“Y-yes, Dashie…” moaned Twily. She wasn’t sure how much more of this she could take. Her whole body was being arced with bolt after bolt of pleasure, almost paralyzingly blissful waves of stimulation brought forward with each introduction of Dash’s hips to Twily’s pelvis. “Stupid! Good fuck! Don’t wanna be smart!”

Rainbow sped up, bringing her hips forward faster and fiercer than before, a feat Twily didn’t think possible. It seemed that each thrust somehow went deeper than the one before, touching new spots that Twily didn’t even know she had. Despite how hard she had just cum (twice, in fact), Twily could feel that familiar pressure building, a fire in her core spreading throughout her body. She reached forward weakly, trying to wrap her arms around Dash and pull her closer, but she couldn’t. She was too spent, barely able to move, save for the convulsions and quivers her body made on its own. Twily couldn’t give any sort of warning to let Dash know what was coming. It just happened, shaking Twily’s vision and melting her brain into jelly; she came hard for the third time, her legs quaking and a low, incomprehensible moan escaping her.

Dash couldn’t hold back anymore and finally bottomed out in Twily’s twitching, spasming cunt, letting out an almost bestial growl as she finally erupted. Twily let out a gasping moan for each pulse of Dash’s cock inside of her, each load of cum spurting into her pussy. Dash had never cum inside her before, as Twily or as Twilight, and she wasn’t ready for the thick, hot liquid to fill her quite like that. Twily felt incredibly content, her body limp and unmoving as Rainbow wiped the sweat from her brow and pulled her stick, cum-coated dick from Twily’s hot folds.

“Hat trick,” said Rainbow with a confident grin. Twily didn’t actually know what that meant, but she nodded weakly anyway. “Damn, that was good. Always wanted to just ram you hard on the floor like that. But no, we shouldn’t ever have sex outside of the bedroom, Dash, it’s unsanitary and uncomfortable!”

Rainbow rolled her eyes as she mocked Twilight, making Twily giggle weakly. Rainbow glanced down at her princess, watching as a thick gob of cum dripped from her well-fucked pussy before Twily gently tugged her panties back into place, trapping Dash’s seed inside of her. As much as Rainbow was sure that Twily enjoyed it, she knew that she’d have some hell to catch when Twilight was back. Despite her contraceptive spells being incredibly strong, with a 99.999% success rate (and the fact that it wasn’t even clear if Rainbow was fertile without the aid of magical supplementation) she was very firm in her stance that Dash should always pull out. Rainbow just couldn’t help herself this time and, considering how good it felt to creampie Twily, she figured she could live with the coming headache.

“Lemme get your smarts,” sighed Rainbow, making her way to her pile of clothes and digging through her pockets for the vial of Twilight’s intellect.

“W-wait.”

Dash emerged with the bottle, turning to gaze at Twily in confusion. The princess was tired, as evidenced by how much it took for her to push herself up on her elbows, gently rubbing her stomach with one hand. She had a contented, almost glazed-over look in her eyes, as if she had never been so relaxed or satisfied in her life.

“What’s up?” asked Dash. She slipped her shorts back on and sat beside Twily, beyond curious to know what she had to say.

“I know it’s my medicine and it’s important…” said Twily. “But… I don’t wanna drink it.”

“I get it, it’s kinda gross, but you have to.”

“No, it’s not that. I don’t mind how it tastes anymore. I just…” Twily shimmied over to Rainbow, laying her head in her lap and looking up at her. She looked almost sad now, which Dash found absolutely heartbroken. “Whenever I drink it, I go away. I don’t wanna go away, Dashie. I wanna stay here with you.”

Rainbow was blown away. She wasn’t expecting this at all, having underestimated just how big the divide between Twily and Twilight was. In retrospect, Dash reasoned it was pretty obvious. Intelligence was a big part of what made Twilight who she was, so taking that away was almost like making her into someone else entirely. It stood to reason that they’d have differing desires.

“I can’t let you stay forever, Twily,” said Rainbow, turning the vial of intellect over in her hand and watching the thick purple liquid slosh around.

“That’s okay. It doesn’t have to be forever. Just… A week? I wanna be your stupid pretty princess for a little longer.” Twily pouted slightly, like a child asking her mother to stay up past her bedtime. “I love you, Dashie. Please don’t make me go.”

Dash considered it for a moment. Twily had never been around longer than a few hours, and that seemed like a deliberate choice by Twilight. Still, duration of the spell wasn’t outlined in their ground rules, so Rainbow had to assume that it was okay. If Twilight was afraid of something bad happening, she would’ve put some sort of time limit in the rules. Rainbow didn’t think a week could hurt, but she was by no means an expert on the matter.

Luckily, she had plans to meet with two such experts tomorrow for a double date.

“Well…” Rainbow sighed, slipping the vial back in her pocket. “Can’t really say no to you, can I?” Twily’s eyes went wide, a cheesy grin spreading across her features.

“Does that mean I can stay?” she asked excitedly. Rainbow tried to look stern and firm, but Twily’s excitement made it impossible to refrain from smirking.

“Yes, babe. You can stay for another week,” said Rainbow. Thinking quickly, she added an amendment to that statement. “If you’re a good girl when we go out with Trixie and Starlight tomorrow, and if they say it’s safe. Okay?”

“Yay! I’ll be the goodest girl ever, Dashie, I promise!” Twily leaped up, tackling Rainbow to the ground and squeezing her tightly, peppering her face with kisses. “Thank you so much, Dashie! I love you!”

Rainbow shook her head in disbelief. When she initially suggested Twilight make herself stupid, this was absolutely not how she expected things to pan out. Even still, she’d be lying if she said she was against it.

“I love you too, stupid.”