Button's Play Date

Cream Heart wasn't sure what to expect when she took Button Mash to the arcade in town. She hoped he would make new friends, but she didn't expect him to make a filly-friend quite so quickly. And she certainly didn't expect them to be going back to her place on the very same day that they had met. But as ever, she was not one to stifle her son's ambitions. At least she would be there to make sure he doesn't get into too much trouble.

The little filly he had met, Apogee, seemed charming. The pale-yellow pegasus didn't seem to mind having to keep to the ground with the two earth ponies. Though she did bound and flitter through the air as they traveled. Cream Heart envied the bob-cut of the filly's multi-toned green tail. She could only imagine how much time she must save bathing. Though it does leave little to the imagination. Cream watched Button's eyes follow the filly. Didn't take him long to notice this fact as well.

Cream Heart's concerns only increased when they reached their destination. A junkyard at the outskirts of town. The sign above the entrance read:

Vee's Junkyard and Spaceship Parts

"Um, Apogee?" Cream asked. "You live here?"

"Well, sorta," she said. "Most of the time I live with my Dad." She pointed up at the Las Pegasus strip skyline, in the clouds to the east. "But every other weekend, I stay here with my Mom." Apogee led them into the junkyard. "Hey Button, I know you beat my Lunar Lander high score back in the arcade, but are you ready to see a real rocket!?" Her grin scrunched up her freckled nose and cheeks.

"You bet!" Button squealed, following her toward the hangar.

"Apogee, before we go," Cream Heart said, searching for a tactful way to avoid using the word 'trespassing', "... wandering around here, I'd like to meet your mother first."

Apogee's jovial demeanor sunk visibly. "Oh, okay. Yeah," she agreed reluctantly. "She's probably in her house." She pointed at the obviously-not-a-house trailer. She stumbled forward to the door of the trailer, not for the first time that day. This time, instead of her wings being stiff from flying in, her hooves were sore from the half-mile walk from the nearest bus stop. It would have been rude to just fly in and leave her newly met friends behind. Seriously, though… just how did earth-ponies and unicorns put up with walking such long distances?

“I thought you said that your mom ran a spaceship storage facility?” Button asked from behind her, as he trotted in next to his mother. Neither pony seemed to be too tired by the hike in.

Apogee grunted. “Well sure, it’s a storage facility of sorts...” she pointed at the rusting hulk of a never-used engine bell. “These spaceships are being ‘stored’ here and stripped down for parts.”

“Huh.” Button seemed slightly less than impressed.

“It’s not an easy job! All of this stuff is incredibly expensive to manufacture and disassembling it requires a lot of expertise! Plus there could be dangerous chemicals, or hidden explosive bolts, wires or charges… only a rocket engineer like my mom could even hope to do it!” Apogee puffed her chest up a little bit and raised her chin proudly.

Cream Heart smiled kindly at her boastful little gesture.They’d actually gotten along quite well on the bus-ride and walk over, after getting over the initial shock at the arcade. The motherly mare had started to share all sorts of embarrassing stories about Button Mash, much to the colt’s chagrin.

Apogee was not completely ignorant of the fact that Cream was doing her best to talk up her son and coyly prod her toward going out with him. She’d dropped little hints about how lucky Button was to have met such a beautiful and clever filly, how rare it was for fillies her age to be interested in the more vintage arcade cabinets, and remarking how her red eyes would look lovely on her grandfoals. That last comment had taken Apogee aback for a moment before Cream had followed it up with a hearty chuckle and a wink.

The little joke had been the last straw for Apogee: she was fully won over by this delightful and funny mare.

Cream cocked her head slightly, looking past the assorted astronomical scraps back at the entrance to the junkyard. “The sign said Vee’s out front, Apogee...” Button’s mom began a question with a soft tone, “... what did you say your Mom’s name was again?”

Apogee flicked an ear back. “Oh I didn’t actually mention her name, but she’s…”

A loud bang, shatter and the tell-tale tinkle of glass shards came from inside the trailer, followed by a hearty curse that silenced the buzzing Las Pegasus desert crickets.

“BUCKING DAMN IT!”

Apogee grimaced, her ears laying flat. So much for first impressions. “...she’s just inside, why don’t I introduce you?” Apogee strode up and opened the trailer with nary a knock.

Apogee saw her mother, nursing an elbow and glancing up from a broken bottle on the floor. Apogee flared her wings out with excitement and put on her best smile: she’d pull her mom out of this funk with her positive attitude.

“Hey mom!” Apogee piped up motioning behind her with her hoof, inviting her guests to follow her.

“Hey.” Delta mumbled. Apogee could immediately tell that she’d already had a drink or two. This was probably not the best state for her to eventually admit that she’d spilled the beans about… everything. Still… best to start with the introductions, everything would work out. Somehow.

“I met a cute little colt and I invited him to come over.” Apogee stated, with a small amount of internal-self satisfaction - it hadn’t been less than a few hours since she’d left declaring that she’d bag herself a colt in no time. “But he had to bring his mom too so, um.”

Delta didn't even have time to groan in irritation before Button Mash followed Apogee inside. Button couldn't help but notice the 'home defense' crowbar by the front door. He eyed the tool nervously. In every video game he'd played, he never saw it used for its intended purpose. His mother, meanwhile, had poked her head in through the doorway and locked eyes with the other mare.

Delta Vee stared back at Cream, straining her eyes to focus without her glasses. She saw a look of dawning realization form on the other mare's face as she focused on her cutie mark. The gears were no doubt whirring in her mind. Delta had been in this situation before. Somepony else recognized her, but she didn't recognize them back.

I hope I don't owe this bitch money or something.

But as the bewildered looking mare stepped further into her home, Delta could more clearly see her cutie mark, a milk bottle with a heart, and was overcome by nostalgia and confusion. She did know this mare.

"Cream!?" Delta asked.

“Delta? Oh my Celestia, it is you!” Cream trotted forward, gingerly avoiding the detritus of broken glass strewn about the faded linoleum floor of the trailer. "I saw the name on the junkyard sign, but I didn't think it would be you. I thought you were going to be an astronaut."

Apogee bristled at the mention of the sensitive subject. Before she had a chance to cut in and diffuse the impending storm of angry muttering, Delta remained uncharacteristically calm and replied with more cordiality than Apogee was accustomed to seeing from her mom.

"I was going to be an aerospace engineer for EQSA. But... things changed," Delta grumbled. "So are you a doctor now?"

"No. Plans changed for me, too," Cream said, smiling as she tousled Button's mane. "I never finished getting my doctorate, so now I'm a nurse. I actually just transferred to Las Pegasus Pediatrics." Delta huffed in frustration of hearing yet another pony living their dreams.

"Wait, so you two know each other?" Apogee asked.

"Yeah. We did. For a little bit," Cream said. "Back when we were both in college..."

It was near the end of the Spring semester at Las Pegasus University. Finals week was approaching and everypony was busy studying over the weekend for tests coming up. A young pegasus mare was nose deep in her textbook. Not that she was engrossed with the material, but rather, she was reluctant to make use of the newly prescribed glasses that were folded up on the desk beside her.

* KNOCK KNOCK *

Delta Vee put down her college textbook and got up from her desk to see who was knocking at the door to her dorm room. She pulled the door open and saw a beige mare standing outside: a classmate from her math class.

"Hey Cream, What up?" Delta asked. "Did you want to watch Star Mares with me again?"

"Hey Vee," she replied. "I'm sorry to bother you, but I locked myself out of my room and the Residents' Assistant won't be back until the morning. You wouldn't happen to know how to pick a lock would you?"

"I would think you'd would want a unicorn for that," Delta said, opening her wing a bit to indicate that she was, in fact, still a pegasus.

"Yeah, well, it seems like nopony on this floor knows how to, or won't help," Cream said in defeat. "And I have the math final with Mr. Division I need to study for!"

"Relax girl. I could help you study. Plus I have a futon. You could crash here tonight until you can get things sorted out with the R.A."

"Oh my gosh! You're a lifesaver!" Cream said, hugging the pegasus.

"No problem," Vee said, giving her a quick hug back before breaking the embrace. "I'm actually studying for it right now. Wanna go over my notes for a bit?"

Cream Heart flopped onto the futon and opened her saddlebag to retrieve her own study materials. With only the one chair for her desk, Delta moved over onto the futon to sit beside Cream. She opened her notes to where Cream had left off and they worked together to get her caught up. Despite her self-doubt, Cream wasn't doing as bad as she thought. She seemed to grasp the concepts well enough in Delta's opinion. Perhaps she simply didn't test well.

After the two spent a good thirty minutes studying, Cream stretched tiredly across the futon and smiled at her friend. "You're a really good tutor."

"Heh, thanks. I've never really done it before," Delta replied.

Delta shifted around as Cream settled into the futon. After the two of them got comfortable again, Delta became aware of the weight of her friend's leg resting against her own. It wasn't a big deal, she thought. It didn't mean anything. Cream Heart was almost certainly oblivious to the fact that she fancied mares as much as stallions. Sure, it was true that Delta had eyed her friend's flank every time she sat down two desks in front of her during class. But she didn't know that... Right?.

After several agonizingly tense seconds of this enticing contact, she tried to move away from the other mare. She didn't want to pull away from her, but a certain itch she was feeling in a very specific place was soon to become a problem if things persisted.

It was a little shameful how easily she could become aroused. Her sex drive had always been more on the intense side than most mares. Even out of heat, it was a powerful, overriding force. College life wasn't always accommodating either. Sure, there were plenty of potential mares and stallions, but it only served to distract from her academics. The courses she'd chosen required a lot of time and attention. More time than she could afford to waste if she got wrapped up with every mare that lifted their tail her way.

On the other hoof, this was Cream Heart. She liked Cream Heart. A lot more than she'd like to admit. And now her leg was resting against her own. That damned, wonderful leg. What was the other mare thinking?

Cream Heart squirmed in her seat, shifting closer to the other mare and pressing more of her thigh against hers. That was when Delta noticed it: the smell. She blushed with embarrassment, silently praying that the other mare didn't also notice it. It took all of her willpower to keep her wings from springing open behind them. Her nervousness made the pencil tremble in her shaking hoof.

How many times had she day dreamed about getting into this kind of situation with the cute mare? But those were just daydreams. This was the kind of setup you saw in a cheesy, dollar rental porno. College students messing around after studying together? That kind of thing didn't really happen.

Delta pressed on in spite of her arousal.

She tried to keep her tail down against the cushion of the futon, resisting the instinctive urge to flag it and allow her smell to signal to prospective mates that was ready, and in the case of Cream, extremely willing. But try as she might, the aroma grew stronger with each passing moment regardless of her attempts to suppress it. There's no way she doesn't smell it. She must have. She probably thinks I'm a horny freak or something.

"Do you mind if I use the restroom?" Cream Heart asked, startling Delta from her reverie of panic.

"Please," Delta said, pointing to the small bathroom in her dorm suite. Cream excused herself and made a beeline for the lavatory. Delta couldn't help but watch the thick thighs of the other mare bounce with each hurried step. The earth pony's tail was flagging just as high as hers. Delta was none too proud to find herself staring are the other mare's displayed nethers. It only worsened her own condition, making her stiff wings impossible to prevent the instant the bathroom door closed.

The smell magnified tenfold, hitting Delta in the face like a hot wind from an opened oven. It was heavy and dank, and... unfamiliar. She sniffed at the air and followed the source of it, leading her to a dark patch on the futon beside her. A wet spot in the shape of a heart was imprinted on the space next to her.

Oh buck, is this really happening?!

Her hoof moved on its own, pressing into the darkened upholstery, dampening her fur. In an instant Delta's arousal took over and her tongue was upon the wetness on her hoof, savoring the taste.. Cream's flavor was rich and alluring. The taste of sex and arousal and lust. The taste of a mare who was ready, and like her, apparently all too willing. Delta's clit winked against the fabric of her futon in her excitement..

Certainly there must be an even larger stain beneath herself, but in that moment, she didn't care. All she cared about was getting more of that delicious nectar. She leaned over to lick Cream's wet spot. Just then, she heard the toilet flush. She quickly righted herself and picked up the book to avoid eye contact. She couldn't even see the words on the page in front of her. Glasses or not, she couldn't focus on anything but the overbearing feeling of her arousal.

"Oh no!" Cream Heart shrieked.

"Nothing!" Delta blurted, "Wait! I mean- What?"

"Your couch. I'm so sorry!" Cream said, pointing at the wet spot she noticed that she had left behind. Delta didn't even glance at what she already knew was there.

"It's okay," Delta said a bit too quickly. "It's okay, its... fine." She tried to think of something else to say to help defuse the situation, but her hormone-addled brain was struggling.

"Ugh! I feel terrible about this," Cream said. Her nostrils flared and she grimaced. "Gah, I smell like a whorse!"

"Oh? I- I d-didn't notice anything," Delta said.

"That's kind of you to say, but if I can smell myself, I know you can smell it," Cream said in shame. Delta hid more of her flushed face in her book. "I hate to put you out like this after everything already, but do you have any Moon Tea? Mine is locked in my dorm room." Delta peeked out over the top of the book and winced.

"I ran out yesterday. I meant to get more today... but I forgot," Delta said. The clock on the wall told them it was already after ten at night. The apothecary had been closed for hours now.

"Oh," Cream said in disappointment. She looked at Delta's painfully erect wings. "Oh..." She looked at the book that Delta was trying very hard to read despite the fact that she was holding it upside down. "Oh!"

"Look, it's okay," Delta said, setting the book down with a huff. "These things happen. It's just us girls so... so it's no big deal. Let's just- let's just ignore it," Delta suggested, patting the cushion beside her, gaining fresh wetness on her hoof. Cream reluctantly resumed her seat beside her. The spot had become cold in the open air. The coolness of it against her hot marehood was a brief respite from the ache.

"Okay..." Cream said, picking up her book and setting it onto the coffee table in front of the futon.

"So..." Delta said, looking over her notes. "The integrals for these derivations with the limits approaching infinity..."

The two of them leaned over the coffee table and continued to study. With all of their focus on the work in front of them, Cream didn't think Delta would notice one of her hooves slowly slipping between her legs, idly touching herself to scratch that estrous itch. Delta pretended to let her believe that she had not noticed. After a couple minutes, the felt the mare's thigh tense and shiver against her. She knew that Cream had given herself a small orgasm. Delta tried her best to remain calm.

"The asymptote limit in this function approaches infinity as X approaches..." Delta trailed off and groaned. Cream's scent in the air was so thick that Delta could practically taste it as she talked. She slammed the book closed.

"What's wrong?" Cream asked, quickly pulling her hoof from her crotch.

"I'm sorry. I can't ignore it!" Delta moaned.

"Is it that bad?" Cream asked.

"No," Delta said, grabbing Cream's hoof. Cream was paralyzed with embarrassment as Delta could plainly see the glistening of Cream's damp hoof. "It's that good." Cream could only watch as Delta licked her hoof. "I think we've gotten enough studying done for math problems." Delta leaned closer to Cream. She placed her free hoof onto Cream's leg and slid up along it, inching towards her inner thigh. "Why don't we take care of our bigger problems?"

"But Vee," Cream said between panting rapidly, "I'm straight." Delta just grinned.

"So is spaghetti until it gets wet," Delta whispered into her ear, before she nibbled on it and pressed her hoof into the mare's crotch. Cream squealed at the sudden contact, but didn't pull away. "Why don't we just... 'help each other out' tonight?"

Cream moaned as Delta's nibbles on her ear moved down along her neck and her hoof began to move in small circles on the earth pony's nethers. Cream felt her muscles go limp, as though she were melting under the other pony's touch. She slid back into her seat on the futon. Delta reached down and grabbed the handle under the seat and pulled on it, letting the couch transition flat into a bed. Cream laid down with it, onto her back.

Delta wrapped her hooves around Cream's thighs and pulled her closer. There was a primal hunger in her. Nearly as strong as her desire to get off and satisfy her own estrous ache. She wanted pussy, her pussy. She wouldn't wait to bury her face in it, to eat it. She tasted the hot juices flooding her cunt.

Cream Heart had never considered herself a fillyfooler. But in that moment, it didn't matter if the pony between her legs was a stallion or a mare. It was amazing. Delta's tongue danced along her marehood petals, flicking, probing, and teasing her. Deliberately avoiding the one spot that would send her over the top.

For Delta, it was not her first foray into the filly furrow. She knew the territory well, and she knew exactly what to do with it. She felt Cream's hoof running through her mane. The earth pony was moaning something incomprehensible. Her words were reduced to a mush of guttural vowels as she received the best tongue lashing of her life. Delta was adamant that only a mare truly knew how to please another mare.

Oh sure, a considerate stallion would at least make an attempt at third base before rushing onward to the main event. With a bit of time and training, they could even get a mare to cum in this way. They thought they were so clever when they would 'find' the clitoris, like some daring archaeologist. But from there on out, it was all they would focus on. It was like 'cheating at the game' she would say. It was foreplay, yes. But even this had a subtle nuance to it. With sex, quantity was not better than quality, and not all orgasms are made equal.

In bed, Delta was a brilliant tactician. Her every move was a calculated strategy. If she just made Cream Heart cum now, then her mind would clear, leaving her with an awkward sobriety, likely unwilling to return the favor, and leaving Delta in the lurch. And 'owed' or not, one does not guilt-trip a partner into returning oral sex. At least, not if she was hoping for any kind of quality or effort.

Delta deliberately teased her, prolonging her agony, driving her burning need higher and higher. Every muscle fiber in Cream's body was pulled taut, like a guitar string begging to be plucked. Her entire being was begging for release. She was right were Delta wanted her.

"You want it?" Delta asked.

"NGHyesss!" Cream hissed, digging her heel into Delta's back, urging her to finish. Cream's clit winked desperately for attention.

"Beg for it!" Delta said. She wanted Cream to want it. She wanted Cream to believe this was her desire. She would turn her to the dark side. She would get Cream to beg to wear Delta's flank as a hat after this.

"PLEASE!" Cream cried out. Delta pressed the tip of her hoof into Cream's vagina, giving it an upward angle and a push as she finally licked and sucked Cream's clit. Cream cried out in a frequency high enough to wake her nocturnal batpony neighbors Delta couldn't hear a thing when the mare's thighs snapped together on her head, holding her in place. But she could feel the mare's cry in the fillings of her teeth.

This was immediately followed by a spurt of her marecum in her mouth. Delta move her hoof away and cupped her vulva with her mouth, catching the rest of the mare's nectar. It was fuel to the fire in her own loins. Delta was lucky to feel anything below her neck. Cream's hips bucked and shook violently as she came. Delta's head, clamped between her thighs, was taken along for the ride until at last she came down from her climax. As soon as Cream relaxed, Delta quickly got up and darted across the room to get something from her night stand. She came back to the futon bed and knelt beside Cream.

"How was that? Nice hmm?" she asked. Cream just gave a goofy smile and nodded. "The second one will be even better with this," she said. Cream opened her eyes and saw Delta leaning over her with a double-dildo. Cream's smile stretched into a big grin. Delta licked her lips. "You taste great by the way. You should try it." Delta put her dripping wet hoof in front of Cream. Cream took a tentative lick, and then another. "Not bad huh?" Cream nodded. "Just kidding. That's me you're tasting. Luckily I've been on a bit of a pineapple kick lately." She waggled the silicon phallus. "We'll get you acquainted with Mr. Double-D soon. But first..." Delta said, climbing onto the futon.

Cream felt the weight of the other mare shifting the cushion as she placed a knee on either side of her head. Delta's tail draped across Cream's midsection. Cream had barely an idle curiosity for the other mares in the locker room before. The odd glance at another girl's nethers didn't draw her eye for more than a brief linger. And now, it was upon her, face to face with her. The scent of Delta's pussy filled her nostrils as it hovered over her face. The taste of it was still on her tongue. She looked up past the wet, swollen lips, along pale blue her belly, at the grinning face looking back down at her.

"Let's see how good you are with that tongue," Delta said, with a devious smirk.

Cream Heart felt herself at odds. She felt some measure of obligation to return the favor. But she wasn't keen on administering oral sex in general, be it on stallion or mare. And she had only recently considered dipping her hoof into 'playing for the other team'. But she found herself well in the deep end of the pool and it was, quite literally, over her head. Delta rubbed herself against the mare's chin, as though it would entice her any more.

"Hey, Vee...?" Cream said, squirming out from under the other pony and gently, but firmly, pushing her off with her hooves. "Not to seem ungrateful, but this is all a little fast for me." Delta didn't say anything out loud, but Cream could clearly sense the mare's frustration. "I'm not saying no- but maybe something else first?" Delta Vee rolled her eyes and reached behind her for the double-dong from her nightstand. It wasn't the mare's tongue between her thighs like she craved, but it was better than nothing.

"Fine," Delta said, gripping the silicon stallionhood in her hoof. "Let's see if we can get you... 'warmed up' to the idea." She sat upright and held it over her mouth. It was a party trick that she had used before to impress mares and stallions alike. She tilted her head back, opened her mouth, and lowered the long dildo into her mouth. She had long ago trained her gag reflexes and started to deep-throat it, swallowing it's length. It wasn't nearly as thick as the average stallion penis but it was certainly twice as long. Cream Heart could only watch in awe as the bulge moved down Delta's throat. It glistened as Delta pulled it back out.

"There now." Delta held it in her hoof and aimed it between Cream's legs. "Nice and wet." She began to rub the tip of it against her marehood. "Not that you need it. Clearly," she said with a playful smile as a string of Cream's sticky arousal bridged the small distance between her pussy and the toy. Delta brought the tip of it to Cream's entrance and slowly worked the tip inside, intentionally twisting it as she went for extra stimulation.

Delta adjusted herself to straddle across one of Cream's legs, letting the other hang off the edge of the futon. She worked the other end of the double dildo into her own sopping wet pussy and closed the distance between them. Delta pressed her marehood against Cream's and ground herself against her. She made a point of rubbing her clit against hers, making the mare under her squirm and make delightful little moans and squeals.

Delta began to lift and lower herself on Cream with the dildo linking between them. She tightened and relaxed her grip on the toy with her vaginal muscles, alternating which pony it would slide in and out of with each thrust. She mixed up her rhythm of thrusting with grinding and back again.

Cream writhed from side to side under her, her eyes were screwed shut, trying to visualize a stallion on top of her rather than her mare friend. But as much as she didn't want to admit it to herself, she was enjoying it all the same. Delta was showing her a side of herself she didn't even know existed. She couldn't resist any longer.

Cream's hoof moved in a flash to her marehood, quickly rubbing herself and flicking her clit, desperate to get herself off again as the other mare continued working the dildo in and out of her. Cream's hips bucked and knocked Vee off her balance, causing her to fall backwards onto the futon herself. The dildo angled upward inside Cream and hit her in just the right spot. The knot in Cream's tummy snapped free and she cried out as felt herself cumming harder than she ever had before. A jet of Cream's marecum spurted out from around the dildo lodged in her, spraying much of Delta's fur.

Delta grabbed a hold of the exposed portion of the dildo between them and quickly fucked herself with it, anxious to get herself off just as hard. At the last moment, she pulled it out with a sudden cry. Her orgasm came with a less forceful, but more voluminous gush onto Cream's nethers.

The two mares panted on the futon. Both soaked in their own, and the other's nectar. The futon was utterly drenched with their stains.

"There's no way I'm sleeping on this, now," Cream said. Delta smiled.

"Well, there's room in my bed for two tonight," she said. She smelled the stench of sex in their fur. "After we thoroughly shower, of course." Delta took her by the hoof and led her to the bathroom.

~~~

The next day, Cream walked with Delta to their math class final exam with Mr. Division. "Hey, Vee? Listen, about last night..." Cream said. "I just- It was fun and all. But I'm not really looking for a relationship right now." Delta smirked and rolled her eyes.

"Well yeah, me neither," Delta said. "I'm focusing on finishing school and starting my career. I'm not ready to settle down yet." She nudged her hip against Cream's. "But it doesn't mean we can't have fun once in a while," she said with a grin.

"Vee, look, we were both..." Cream didn't want to say the word 'desperate'. "It was fun, but I really do prefer stallions."

"Hey, I like stallions too," Delta said. "You can like both. Maybe you just need to try it again with a mare." Cream smiled softly.

"I think I'll take a rain check on that," Cream said. "I just really like the D." Delta huffed in frustration. "To be honest, I was actually thinking about seducing the professor to help me pass the course. Though now that we studied, I don't feel like I have to." The two mares entered the classroom. Cream glanced over at the teacher before looking back at Delta. "Come to think of it, I still might." She leaned closer to whisper to Delta. "I hear there's a reason why he's called Long Division."

Delta just shook her head and took her seat, getting ready for the final. Part-way through the exam, Delta could tell that Cream was doing very well on her test. Both mares were confident of the material and, after last night, they were both very relaxed.

"Psst, what's the answer to number seven," the stallion behind Delta whispered.

"L4 and L5," she whispered back.

"Thank you," he replied. "Also would you like to go for waffles after the exam?" he asked. Delta smirked. Mares were always so difficult to deal with. She could understand Cream's preference for stallions. They were far easier to deal with.

"Maybe, if you pass me the answer to number eighteen, yuppie."

"It's the square root of molecular weight over combustion chamber pressure..." he said. "And my name is Jet Stream."

"See you after class then, Jet. I'm Delta."

Delta shook her head and pushed the memory away. She looked back and forth between Apogee and Button before finally looking back at Cream Heart.

"Yeah. We've met," Delta said to Apogee. "So you found yourself a colt, huh? Why did you bring him back here?"

Apogee and Button exchanged knowing looks.

CHAPTER 5