Carried Away With Herbs
“Hey Twilight, why are packing up your saddlebags? I don’t remember you having planned to go anywhere today.”
Twilight rushed about back and forth across the library, miscellaneous books and alchemical ingredients flying about the room, all of which swiftly found their way into Twilight’s saddlebags. She nearly didn’t have enough space to fit all that she wanted to bring into the two mirroring bags.
“I’m just going to drop by Zecora’s hut really quick; I need to ask her if these grasses and roots are still good for experimenting. I also need to question the recipes in these new book I got, they a little…sketchy at best.”
“But you don’t have a visit to Zecora written in your checklist, and I would think since you’ve had all of that stuff for a week or so that you would have put in time for it. Something doesn’t seem right.”
“Well a purposeful and friendly visit to Zecora’s is all it is Spike, and you’re going to have to make sure that you don’t burn down the library while I’m gone.”
“How come this ‘visit’ seems so suspicious then?” Spike asked imploringly, leaning in close to Twilight, favoring one eye over the other while looking at her.
Twilight simply turned her head opposite of Spike’s glare and replied, “Well, it likely seems that way because for the entirety of last year you were convinced that the royal were some conspiracy, illusions constantly maintained by the Princess herself.”
“That’s a cheap answer!” Spike shouted, pointed his finger with as much mock malice as he could manage.
“Stupid questions get stupid answers.” Twilight said coolly, her tone solid and even.
“I didn’t say stupid, I said cheap.” Spike said in a childlike manner, greatly varying the pitches in his voice.
“And, if you hired a cheap butler you’d hire a a stupid one, now wouldn’t you?” Twilight said, confident of her success in the argument.
Spike opened his mouth just for a moment, ready to sling out the next comeback, when he realized that Twilight had managed to de-rail the conversation completely. She always managed to when he questioned about her quirky behavior.
“Fine.” Spike relented, “But I’ll be watching!”
“Whatever you say baby dragon, whatever you say.”
Applejack stared with intense scrutiny at the five bare rows of apple trees I their orchard. A five by five square of trees near the edge of the Apple Family property had just been stripped clean of apples, and with no footprints to be found.
“Ah’ reckon this ain’t your regular old funny business,” Applejack said aloud to herself, “Ah’d better go get Twilight on this one. She probably knows who coulda’ done this.
“Ugh! Why did I have to pack all of this crap?!”
Spike really did have a reason to be suspicious of Twilight, she actually didn’t need anything that she had brought; she would’ve been fine just coming bare-hoofed! However she didn’t exactly lie about getting some new information on herbs, alchemy, medicine, etc.
“Finally!” She exclaimed as she unstrapped her saddlebags with her magic and let them plopped next to the ground right outside the door. ”I don’t care if you’re filled with priceless books; I’m not carrying you any farther!” Twilight was going to use herbs and chemicals, don’t be fooled, but none the likes of which she currently had in her possession.
“Ah, Twilight Sparkle you are here! I was beginning to wonder if you were confronted and instead filled with fear.” Zecora rhymed through the walls of her hut, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.
“Well,” Twilight began as she let herself in, “Spike thought he was on to something but I turned him around before he could actually figure anything.”
“Yes, and a good thing that too, for had he come it would have meant a lot of counseling, for him and for you.”
“Agreed. Now then uh, how about we get right into this today? I don’t mean to seem like I’m rushing you but I kind of just disregarded my schedule and I’d rather get back before I have to stay all night just to catch up.” Twilight walked across the soft furs that now lay on the floor of Zecora’s hut, skinned after natural death as to not waste any part of the EverFree beasts. She stood stoically beside Zecora’s bubbling cauldron before plunging her entire face into the solution greedily lapping up at the liquid within. As she did this, Zecora’s went around the hut and lit various little pipes in which she had stuffed a special mix of herbs, just for the occasion.
Twilight flung her mane and muzzle out of the cauldron gasping for air; she could already feel the heat building up all over her body when she noticed what Zecora was doing. “Are those the new addition to our learning session?” She inquired.
“Something along the lines of that, the burning chemicals inside the plants, will enhance the experience as I eat at your twat.” She said while lighting the final pipe.
“Oh, a swing and a miss!” Twilight commented on how Zecora had failed to make whole rhyme.
“I don’t have to rhyme you know.” Zecora dead panned, nearly losing her accent in the process.
“I know,” Twilight started, “but I’d rather see how you can work you tongue in my mouth instead of yours right now.” She finished being rather straight forward, as Zecora also plunged her head into her concoction in the cauldron and when she came back up the two locked into a passionate, furious kiss.
There was a knock on the library door, a knock loud enough to rouse Spike from his opportune nap time. A knock belonging only to Applejack.
Spike trudged over to the door, groaning the whole twenty second turned two minute trip there to grumpily answer the door. “Yes?” Irritation obvious in his voice.
“Ah’ was hopin’ to talk to Twilight, you see there’s-“
“Twilight’s not here right now,” Spike broke in,” now lemme’ sleep.” He said while yawning and nearly closed the door on Applejack, till she stuck her hoof on the door.
“Well, then could you at least tell where the girl went?” She now displeased with Spike’s un-neighborly attitude.
“She went over to Zecora’s. It’s a conspiracy. Imma’ sleep.” And with that the library door was slammed in Applejack’s face and promptly locked, as to prevent further disruptions.
Stunned, Applejack stood in front of the library processing what just happened before muttering under her breath, “Spoiled little dragon…” and heading off towards the EverFree.
Twilight and Zecora were locked in a battle of not only the tongues but the hooves as well. They were tangled in each other’s embrace, tossing back and forth across the furs on the hard floor.
“So-“Twilight said in between breaths, “the cauldron mix activates ones hormones while the incense enhances ones senses, to make for an idyllic intimate experience.”
Zecora barely acknowledged that Twilight had spoken by stuffing her hoof down into the mare’s crotch, to begin caressing her teats, the treatment of which made her break into a fit of shivers and moans.
Not wanting to be outdone by the Zebrican native, she began to tie their tongues together, and with her magic, began to caress Zecora’s nether regions as well, sliding an ethereal tentacle up and down her pink flower. They slower drew closer and closer, heat building and sound rising, both of their slits now nice and damp, the fluids flowing freely onto the furs.
Twilight broke away first, waving her flank high in the air for the Zecora to take a nice big bite out of, and that is exactly what she did. The zebra’s muzzle now halfway buried into her mare hood, she again gave rise to a spell of physical manifest, this one the likeness of which to a colt’s ‘gear’. Twilight did not hesitate to slide right into Zecora’s hot hole, hitting right to the cervix, giving her a bit more than a generous surprise…
Applejack saw the hut come into view, with smoke of strange billowing out of the windows. However it was not this that concerned her, but the mangled noises she heard coming from inside. It was reminiscent off, a wrestling match between a horny panther and a skeever. ‘What the buck is a skeever?’ she thought. Pushing the stray though away from mind she silently approached the door, ready to apprehend what evils lay inside.
“Twilight-“Applejack began as she opened the door to the hut,” I was wondering if-“she stopped dead sentence, as the sight came upon her eyes. Zecora and Twilight in sixty-nine position, eating each other furiously as they wrestled for dominance in the sexual battle. Twilight was the first one to notice, stopped and stared ads she saw Applejack in the doorway. Zecora simply kept with business as usual.
Applejack, now bearing a poker face that trumped even Celestia said, “Alright, so ah’ can see that yur’ kind of busy, so I’ll go excuse mah’ self while I vomit in the bushes and go straight home. Alright? Good.” Then, in the blink of an eye she bolted back down the path towards Ponyville.
“Wait, Applejack!” Twilight yelled after her friend, “What did you need help with?!” But Applejack was now far out of earshot.
Twilight was about to pack up and canter on after her friend but she was interrupted by Zecora who said, “Why go after you’re friend, who gave no pause, when you can stay here with me, whom with which you currently have cause?”
Twilight took only but a moment when coming to her decision.
She just can’t resist that Zebrican charm.
