The crisp evening air of Canterlot greeted the trio as they shuffled slowly off the train and went to get their luggage. Scootaloo stretched her back until it popped in a satisfying way and fluffed up her wings. She had fallen asleep on top of one of them, and it would need a good preening to put the feathers back in place.

“Oh, Sweetie Belle! There you are!” Rarity’s unmistakable voice cut through the chatter of the busy station.

“Try not to say too much,” Sweetie Belle whispered. She took a deep breath and turned to her sister. “Thanks for coming, Rarity!”

“I’m sure you’re all tired after such a long trip. Let’s get your luggage sorted and find somewhere nice to relax where you can tell me all about it. How about a classy bar? Now that you’re old enough, it’ll be my treat.”

Scootaloo dropped the luggage handle in her mouth. “Free drinks? Awesome! We didn’t quite have time to try out any good bars while we were traveling. We were too busy with, uh, other stuff.” Scootaloo blushed as she remembered their various encounters.

“Other stuff?” Rarity smiled coyly. “I’m sure there are better words for it, but we’ll worry about that at the bar. Taxi! Taxi!”

Rarity hailed a taxi cart. They piled their luggage in the back and hopped inside. Soon their stuff was safely stowed at Rarity’s apartment, and the taxi pulled up to a bar named Black Velvet.

“This is the best bar in Canterlot,” Rarity explained. “It has a more relaxed jazz bar for those nights you want to feel sophisticated. But the other half has more of the party and dance atmosphere with the latest trends in youth fashion and music. I’ll pay for you three this time, but only if you tell me all about your trip. And I want every fun little detail.”

Sweetie Belle was blushing already, but Scootaloo was quickly feeling like she wasn’t going to care what she revealed to her friend’s sister. If Rarity wanted all the juicy details, she was going to get them.

Scootaloo took charge in telling the story. She pretended to be too embarrassed to share some details so that Rarity would keep buying them more drinks, at least while she still had enough focus to think that far ahead. By the end, the three of them were stumbling over each other to fill in details of their recent fun in the Dragonlands.

“Heh, Rarity’s just jealous that she never tried to get Spike,” Scootaloo said.

“I’ll admit to being curious,” Rarity said. “But he was always so young and innocent! And he was more of a friend. And I didn’t want to make things strange with Twilight, either.”

“Keep telling yourself that,” Sweetie Belle replied.

Rarity rolled her eyes. “I don’t know what I expected from a bunch of young mares getting drunk for the first time. I think you’ve all had quite enough to drink. I do have one more homecoming gift for you three. Let me order some food for you three, and then you might have somewhat clearer heads.”

Scootaloo’s ears perked up. “Oh? I like surprises!”

“Yes, yes. Waiter! Bring us some hay burgers and fries. I think that should help clear these three up.”

The waiter scribbled on his pad and quickly returned with the meal.

“So, what’s this surprise?” Scootaloo asked between bites.

“A little something some other old friends of yours helped with. After seeing so many other places, I thought you’d enjoy the best of what Equestria has, too. But that’s the only hint you’ll get.”

Rarity smiled and sipped her wine while they all ate quickly. She seemed shocked at how quickly the three ate.

“I’ve been thinking about something. I’m sorry how I treated you, Sweetie Belle, after I found you and Spike. I was shocked and my reaction was a bit extreme and hypocritical. It’s not like I haven’t enjoyed some special attention from some handsome stallions when I’ve had the chance. But it’s time to head over to the other side of this establishment. Come along.”

Rarity paid her tab before opening a thick black door. The muffled sounds of some dance music could be heard on the other side of an equally thick door on the other side of the hall. Rarity opened the other door, and their ears were blasted with the music. They stepped out into the party. Young mares and stallions were dancing in ways that made Scootaloo blush. Rarity walked around the side of the dance floor until she reached a large table.

Three familiar stallions sat there. Rumble had a confident smirk and waved at Scootaloo. He did look good, and Scootaloo had been on a few dates with the pegasus stallion already. She wondered if he’d be as impressive after all she’d done now.

Rumble had to poke Chipcutter to get the stallion to look up from the statue sketch he was working on. Chipcutter blushed and his wings spread wide as he looked at Apple Bloom. And completing the group was the slightly more mature Pistachio. He nodded in greeting at Sweetie Belle.

Rarity put a hoof on Sweetie Belle’s shoulder. “Think of this as an apology for how I treated you a few years ago. Have fun! I’m heading back to the other side to find a nice gentlecolt for the night.”

Rumble stood up and put a wing over Scootaloo’s back. “I could show you the latest dances.”

She smiled. “I’d like that, but how are things going with your cooking?”

“Great! But it has been a little tricky to master the gem recipes that Spike likes.”

Scootaloo blushed as she thought of their time with Spike, but she quickly pushed that out of her mind as she got to the dance floor with Rumble.

“The real trick to the new dances is to tease your partner just enough that it doesn’t make them indecent for public. It takes a lot of self-control.”

Rumble showed her the steps. Scootaloo followed them slowly once, and even in practice she could feel his sheath brush against her flanks before circling down under her tail as she slid under him then flipped over his back to start the dance again.

He winked at her. “But if you’d like, we could try the private version once we get out of here.”

“Let’s try it here a few times to see how much I like it.” She rubbed his chest with a hoof and began again. She tried to go faster to match the beat, but the alcohol was making it hard to stay very coordinated. Rumble had to catch her a few times, but they danced until they both were heated with the exercise and teasing motions.

Rumble tried to use a wing to cover his long shaft. He took Scootaloo off the dance floor and found one of the club security ponies. “Private dance room for two.” He handed the guard some bits and the guard handed him a key and pointed to a door behind him.

They went up a short stairway and to a hall full of windows that overlooked the dance floor. The music was almost as loud up here. A few private boxes overlooked the club. Rumble took the key and opened one. One-way glass made it seem like they were right above the dance floor. It almost felt like they were still in public as Rumble held out a hoof.

“I’ve felt how wet you are. Ready for the real dance?”

“Let’s put that training of yours to good use and see how long you can go.”

She brushed a wing over his long, thick shaft. She took her position in front of him and gasped as the warmth of his tongue teased her flower. He brushed against her as he danced to her side. She ducked under him and pushed her flanks up against his belly. They rotated in quick, short steps as the tip of his shaft traced a line of pre from her back to her flanks then between them. The beat of the music was in time with his quick thrusts as he gasped then pulled back.

Scootaloo spun and kissed his tip and gave it a quick suck before resetting for another set of dance steps. His pre ran down her lips. They teased each other through a few more rotations of the dance until finally Rumble placed his hooves to the sides of her belly and mounted her back.

“Scoots, mmm… you’re amazing.” Rumble nuzzled her ears and kissed the back of her neck as he eased into her.

She trembled as the wonderful feeling of his cock filling her washed over her. She had been with many creatures and friends on her travels, but there was something right on an instinctual level about the length and shape of a good stallion’s cock. Scootaloo adjusted her stance to let Rumble’s shaft rub against her favorite spots as she dripped on the floor.

“You going to relax up there? I know you can do better.”

Rumble huffed and tightened his grip. His wings flapped and his hips bucked against hers. He hilted inside her and she couldn’t help but moan loudly. The delicious feeling of his cock pulled back until it was barely teasing her before it filled her again. She matched his motions and let his cock stretch and pleasure her until her hooves and wings were trembling.

“Rrr… almost there!”

His teeth clamped down on her mane. His hooves brushed over her sensitive belly as he pulled her in tight. The warmth of his cum filled her until it was dripping down her legs.

“Welcome back, Scoots. I hope that was a good welcome for you.”

His chin rested on the back of her head as he took a moment to catch his breath. Scootaloo wanted to kiss him, but she also didn’t want the amazing feeling of her entire body milking his shaft to end just yet.

In another private room at the club, Sweetie Belle rubbed Pistachio’s chin with a hoof and looked into his eyes. The light sweat of their lovemaking was cooling off as they lay together on a couch. Sweetie Belle’s horn glowed as the vibration spell still continued to shake the young stallion’s shaft inside her. She stopped the spell with a pleased sigh.

“Ahh, you’re my favorite pony,” Sweetie Belle said.

“I was worried you might lose interest after seeing so many exotic creatures.”

“I did say pony.” Sweetie Belle laughed softly. “But I wouldn’t mind a pony and dragon in bed with me at the same time.”

Pistachio blushed and stammered. His country upbringing meant he was easily embarrassed, even if Sweetie Belle knew he secretly liked to try things beyond vanilla sex.

“You’re so cute when you get flustered. But don’t worry about that right now.”

He slowly pulled out. Sweetie Belle smiled and used her magic to make him shiver as she stroked his sensitive cock. She contained a mouthful of his cum and floated it up to her mouth before messily licking it up.

“And I’ve never met anyone who tastes like you do. Just like pistachios.”

They both laughed and snuggled.

On the other side of the room, Apple Bloom was sipping water to recover after her own session with Chipcutter. The pegasus’s speed and strength were amazing, and he always was so firm and precise in his motions, just like when he was sculpting. He was worn out and dozing on Apple Bloom’s fluffy chest now. His spent shaft was dripping a mess onto her lap, but she didn’t mind. It was good to be back to Equestria.

They later found their way back to Rarity’s apartment to wash up and go to bed, even if it was very late. They all slept in, but Scootaloo woke to a quiet knocking on the door.

“Celestia says she wants to see you three,” Rarity said. “She said to be at the castle at 11 to join her for lunch.”

At least Celestia was being merciful with the time. They all had slight hangovers from the night, so they took their time in getting ready. It was best to look respectable when visiting the castle.

A guard led them to the dining room. Celestia had them all sit around the table and smiled. “I hope your trip went well. I’d enjoy hearing just how closely you connected to friends of every sort.”

“But you’re a princess,” Sweetie Belle said.

“Yes, but that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy feeling young again by listening to such promising young mares. Please don’t leave anything out.”

They began. Some servants brought tea and cookies. By the time they finished their stories, the servants were bringing in lunch. Once the servants were gone from the room, Celestia leaned in close to speak quietly.

“I find having intimate experience with different creatures helps you work with them much better. Your experiences should help you in those teaching positions at the School of Friendship. I already told Starlight Glimmer to hire you.”

Scootaloo jumped off her chair “Wow! That’s amazing! Thank you! Thank you!”

Celestia chuckled and levitated her fork into the air. “My own experiences helped me keep some truces with the dragons and griffons, but those are stories for another time. We shouldn’t let lunch get cold.”

“Wait… you…” Apple Bloom stammered.

Celestia took a bite of her food before answering. “I did. Torch was a quite difficult to manage. He’s always been huge. You’re lucky Spike is still a nice size. And Grandpa Gruff used to be very suave and handsome in his younger years. Mmm… I still remember the fun we had.”

The three young mares had their mouths open in surprise.

“Good friendships lead to good diplomacy, but sometimes it helps to have something a little more primal to keep bonds strong. It’s good to get some experience with that while you’re young. Don’t you think?”

“O-of course!” Scootaloo answered.

“And after your stories, maybe I’ll go try a nice hippogriff stallion again. It’s been far too long.”

“So did you just send us out… to have fun like that? That’s really what you expected?” Apple Bloom asked.

“It’s part of what I wanted. You also solved a few friendship problems along the way and brought some influential creatures among Equestria’s allies closer. You all did well, and you got to have fun along the way.”

Author's Note

That's a wrap! If you couldn't tell from the long breaks between some chapters, I lost momentum on writing this. It probably would have worked better as a series of shorter stories instead of one long one, but I appreciate all of you readers who stuck along for the ride. On my brainstorming list, I also had other ideas to go to more places with more minor characters, but I already felt the story was going on long enough. This seemed a nice time to finish it.