Pets of Ponyville

Carousel Boutique stood unusually silent and empty. Rarity was off at one of her luxuriantly long and intimate spa dates with Fluttershy. Sweetie Belle was also on a date with Scootaloo, and they had opted not to use the boutique for their activities, though there may have also been some mention of 'dire consequences' if they ruined anything in the shop, leading them to opt for a day out on the scooter.

That left the expansive shop good and empty, the perfect trysting spot for the most notorious and unashamed lovers in all of Ponyville's pet community. Opalescence lounged on one of the silk pillows left in the main room, looking utterly transported in bliss. Resting upon the feline's belly, looking winded but pleased, was her partner in lust and love, Angel.

Opal stretched out a bit and purred deeply in her chest, providing a pleasantly-massaging surface for her lover. “Angel, would to be a dear and get me some milk? It's just there in the kitchen. My bowl should be in there as well.”

“What are you talking about? You can get your milk. I'm a little... eh, spent.” Angel waved off the request, never once lifting his face from Opal's chest. “That pegasus tries to get me to do things all the time. I only do it when I feel like it. That's not likely to change.”

The cat gave a soft laugh behind a paw, gently lifting Angel off of her chest a bit. “Well, darling, that is because the dear mare prefers to almost exclusively deal in 'soft power.' I am far more flexible, and can freely deal in fair doses of 'hard power.'” So saying, she unsheathed her claws and held them up in Angel's face.

Angel leaped up and to the side, his face a mask of smug security. “I got yer 'hard power' right here, Opal.” Both paws came down and gripped between his rock-solid and powerful rabbit thighs, giving a shake.

Opal polished her claws on her chest, barely looking aside at Angel as he made his gesture. “Well now... how uncouth. And really, darling... were both paws REALLY necessary to cup and lift?”

Angel grabbed his belly and imitated a gasp, as if stricken. “Oh! Oh that is cold, dearie.” Angel laughed softly, hopping off to the kitchen. After a bit of clattering and rattling he returned with a dish of milk. “Here ya go. Drink up.”

“Ahh, Angel, you are a true gentlehare.” Opal leaned down to take a lick, but stopped just short. “Did you add anything to this?”

Angel gave a soft laugh and winked. “Anything I could add is already elsewhere. See me in fifteen minutes for some more.”

“Oh you! So vulgar. How delightful.” Opal lapped up a few mouthfuls of milk but considered one other matter. “There were no... 'dipping' related antics going on, were there?”

Angel slapped his knee and shook his head with a laugh. “Nah, I promise. But you can come and check if you like.”

“I trust you.” Another few laps followed, then a contented sigh. “Such a fine day. The mares are out for a date, and we have had a glorious time indeed. But... there is still so much time to fill.”

“Fifteen minutes. Come on, give me some credit...”

“No, I mean through the course of the day. It will be hours before they return. We must fill that time somehow, in a greater fashion than the carnal. I mean no offense to you, but that only carries so far.”

“Eh, none taken. You're right. After all, I don't want to let the specialness go out of it. Or, you know, overfill you.” With another laugh angel returned to the kitchen, coming back into the main room with a carrot. “So what's on your pretty mind?”

Opal languidly licked at her dish of milk, purring softly once more. “I was just considering... how fortunate it is that our caretakers are in a relationship. It is so wonderful to see them happy. Rarity has been a charming mare since she finally opened her eyes. And I would imagine your Fluttershy has been even more chipper. She has always been a perfectly sweet mare, but love does have its ways of improving even perfection.”

“She has her moments. But man, that mare is CRAZY sometimes. If things get out of paw she just start to lose it. And don't EVEN ask about 'New Fluttershy.' That was a misery.” Angel rolled his eyes and snuggled up beside Opal. “But I guess you're right. We got lucky that our mares got together. It certainly wouldn't work out well for the others. I don't really think Tank is Winona's type.”

“And I would hardly think Owlowiscious has all that much in common with Gummy... oh my...” A very feline smile crossed Opal's face, and she scratched her chin with a claw. “I do believe I'm had a most wickedly fun notion...”

“You're going to go through with my idea? I still have the princess dress, tongue depressors, bandit mask, firm cherries, twine...” Angel was grinning like a pervert, a thin drool stream coming from the corner of his mouth.

“No! Not at all!” Opal paused a beat and noted, “Not until this weekend so I may groom properly. But I mean, I believe I have a wonderful way to make this day far more interesting.”

“I'm game. I need a little entertainment besides the bunny bop. Oh you are GREAT, carrotcake, but there's more to life that a thigh workout. So talk away. I'll go right along.”

“Well, just mentioning out friends put me in mind of Winona. Our strong, hard-working herding friend. Surely not the swiftest paw on the cat, but she does well enough. Wouldn't it be amusing if we could convince her to look for her special somebeing? Or perhaps... influence her towards one of our other dear friends? There is much amusement to be found in romantic misadventures. Or so Rarity's movies would lead me to believe.”

Angel tapped his foot on the ground, considering it while he ate his carrot. “Well, sounds like it would be more fun that trying to get a straight answer out of Owlowiscious. Waffling feathery... anyhow, what poor sap do you have in mind for having to deal with the mad dog Winona?”

Opal made a motion with a claw, drawing in her lagomorph lover. “You shall go to Winona, as you live closer to her, and tell here there is to be a meeting between herself and a secret figure, this evening, under Celestia's statue as the sun sets. And meanwhile, as I am in town, I shall go to the other party. Let us see if we can turn this day into something very interesting.”

“Winona! Winona! Where the rhizome are you? Winona!' Angel was out in the fields of Sweet Apple Acres, having rushed with all his capacity from the boutique and out to the reaches of the Ponyville municipal area. He was searching around the Apple family homestead, using his nose to try and find the herding dog.

“Angel! Angel! Angel! You're here! That's great! Hey did you know you smell like Opal's musk?” All of a sudden, she was there, the brown-and-white goofball with her perpetual happy smile and hanging tongue. “Were you trying to make kittens again? You know you can't have kittens with her.”

“Yea, yea, I know. That's kinda good for both of us. I wouldn't mind, but this way we can get to the fun as much as we want and not get interrupted by a litter. But that's REALLY none of your business. You really have got no tact, do you? Jeez, I'm a jerk and even I can hold back commentary like that. Living with that Element of Honesty really sapped your capacity to not mention when I've been doing the two-pet conga. That's not the point. I've got a message for you.”

“Oh yea? What is it? What is it? Tell me tell me tell me!” Winona bounced eagerly around Angel, filled with a sudden surge of energy. Not an unusual thing for her.

Angel thumped a foot on the ground and looked sternly at Winona. “Hey! Hey! Chill out! Dang... no need to go all crazy. I heard it from Opal who heard it right from the source that you have got a secret admirer.”

Winona gasped and went wide-eyed. She bounced wildly in place, like Pinkie Pie on a sugar high. “I do? Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!”

Angel shook his head and sighed. “Now you're sounding like your owner's marefriend. I guess that kind of thing can happen. Yea, you've got a secret admirer. She didn't give me any information, except to say that he wants to meet you. This evening. At Celestia's statue, as the sun is going down.”

“Oh wow... this is amazing! I'm going to meet a secret admirer! Oh my gosh! I need to roll in something nice and make sure I'm not at all wet! Thanks for telling me! Thank Opal too! And pounce her good!”

“What the? Hey! That's not..!” But it was too late. Winona was already off to another part of the farm. “Ugh... well, at least she's going for it. I hope Opal has as much luck.”

“Well then, I'm glad you let me meet with you. I understand you are often busy.” Opal paced slowly, bleeding off nervous energy. She loved it when a plan started to come together just right. “I thought it was important that you know this. According to Angel, who is out there and sees her often, Winona is very interested in meeting you.”

The one to whom she was speaking did not respond. He did not even move.

“And don't worry. You will, I am certain, look perfect for it. I know that Rarity has made outfits for you and they are still in your possession. And worry not. If you require accessories, there are more than enough at the boutique. Now, have you considered what you would care to wear? The meeting will be at sunset, at Celestia's statue.”

Again, there was no response and no motion save for a slow blink.

“Let me see your outfits and I shall pick something appropriate.” Opal moved to a small space, filled with small outfits. She pulled out a tuxedo jacket and a top hat with a toothy smile. “Here! This is it. And I know just the accessory that will make it really shine. Trust me. This will be a wonderful evening.”

Gummy had no noticeable reaction to the comment. He only blinked again, one eye, then the other.