The trees rustled as multi-colored leaves feel the ground. The sunny weather had gotten colder, evident by the gentle breeze. Many foals and fillies chattered about all the candy they were going to gather. Once again, it was the season of festive costumes and spooky decore.

Tomorrow was Nightmare Night. And none were more excited than a popular group of mares fresh out of high school.

"AAAAAHH!" An orange pegasus mare screamed with delight. "I still can't believe you snagged us some invites to her party tomorrow!"

"Yeah, considering how high of an opinion her mother holds on us," a pale, swirled mane unicorn sarcastically quipped.

"C'mon, gals. Spoiled isn't dat bad of ah mare once ya git to know her," the southern earth pony defended. "She can be ah sweet ol' thang if ya git over her uhm... uuuhm-"

"Bitchiness?"

"Unwarranted self-worth?"

"Personality. Aah was goin' for personality."

"Oh, please, Apple Bloom. That stuck up cunt has the personality of a wet cardboard cutout!"

"Language, Scoots! Foals are runnin' 'bout!"

"Ah, c'mon. I'm only saying what's true."

"Besides, I'm pretty sure Diamond Tiara would have given her hell if her marefriend wasn't invited~" Sweetie teased her friend as she blushed faintly.

Yes, the Cutie Mark Crusaders were all eager about getting invitations to Diamond Tiara's exclusive Halloween parties. Cake, goodies, music, and the highest quality were expected and enjoyed for all who came in seasonal regalia. And ever since she started dating the young heiress, Apple Bloom would often share some of the 'fancy' life she tasted with her friends and family. Where Spoiled Rich only sees a dirty 'hillfilly,' Filthy Rich saw an honest, hard-working mare, not unlike her older sister. And to Diamond, the truest friend she needed during a harsh time with her mother's unnecessary cruelty.

Things weren't like how they were before. As the three mares grew older and focused on finding suitable careers, Apple Bloom began noticing a few notable differences between the crusaders. Sweetie Belle's newfound fame in the modeling scene made her a lot more 'showy,' whether it be in the limited clothes she wore or the suggestive gestures she gave while helping ponies in need. And unlike her elegant sister, Sweetie wasn't above skipping garments to get a little more attention with her bountiful bosom.

Scootaloo earned a different reputation. She had a simple job in mechanics and repair, but many rumors were flying around like wildfire. Always going out with different stallions and mares each night. And whenever students or friends asked if anything was true, their only response from the pegasus was a snide smirk.

As for Apple Bloom herself? She 'rolled in the hay' with a couple of folks, though nothing got serious until Diamond Tiara came into the picture. Ever since the two former school rivals became lovers, Sweetie and Scootaloo would demand details about any sexual encounter. 'How big a rack is she packin'?', 'Does she have dozens of diamond-encrusted sex toys to play with?'. But Granny taught her better than to go off sharing her private life. And contrary to the fame and media attention, Tiara felt the same.

What they got up to in bed was between herself and Diamond Tiara.

But tomorrow night, the Cutie Mark Crusaders had a mission. To make the most memorable and amazing Nightmare Night to celebrate the end of high school! There was only a slight problem with the plan, however.

"Okay, Girls. Real talk; what are we gonna do about costumes?" Scootaloo asked with hands on her hips. "Because I don't think I can do anything better than a jumpsuit and some cat ears."

"Yeah, no," Sweetie interjected. "Cheap fabric won't cut it this time. The last thing any of us need is Rich-Bitch calling our costumes 'tacky' or 'unrefined' for the rest of the night. If we're going to that party, we need to go in style!"

"Well, Aah'm sure Rarity could weave us some steller costumes if we ask nicely enough," Apple Bloom suggested before both girls collectively groaned. Sweetie Belle placed a hand on the earth mare's shoulder with a disdainful look on her face.

"Look, no offense to my sister or anything, but I'm sick of always backtracking to her when it comes to Nightmare Night outfits. And every time, it's something tamed or unflattering to my completion. This year, I wanna do something that shows off how cute and sexy I am~" she suggested, pumping up her breasts within her plum-colored blouse.

"Pft. Cute and sexy? Really?" Scootaloo scoffed. "Have you forgotten what Nightmare Night's all about? We're supposed to get scary! I want a costume that'll make ponies wet themselves when they see me. Something simple but effective! If I wanted to show off my body, I'd go naked."

"Oh, yeah. I'm sure all the stallions will be running away after seeing how flat you are," The unicorn snickered.

"Pft! Tits the size of my head ain't everything, sweetheart. I'll have you know that my ass is to die for~!" The pegasus snarked back, giving her well-toned butt a confident smack. Apple Bloom just rolled her eyes as the two began to compare butts and busts between each other. Over the years, Sweetie Belle had trouble finding the right bra to conceal her breasts because of how big they've gotten. Hell, half the clothes that did fit her looked small with how much space her chest took up. Many onlookers and perverts often claimed that she surpassed Rarity when it came to who had the best rack.

Scootaloo remained dedicated to staying fit and in shape, which did wonder for her wide hips and well-toned backside. She made skinny jeans work, sometimes even wearing low hanging shorts to give a hint of what thong she was rockin' in her trunk. As always, Apple Bloom was in the middle of her friends when it came to puberty, boasting supple boobs, and a hefty ass. Admittedly, she was much more bustier than her sister, though she did her best to remain modest about it with t-shirts and jean shorts.

She smiled sheepishly, recalling the few sleepovers the crusaders just gawked and flirted with each other over their bodies when they should have been studying. It was an unspoken rule that no matter how dirty they got with each other, they would remain the best of friends. However, that was a while ago. Since then, Apple Bloom has remained fiercely loyal with Diamond while leaving Sweetie and Scoots to argue over a popular debate since the modern era; Tits or ass?

As the crusaders walked down the intersection, Apple Bloom noticed something near the far end of the opposite street. Something she didn't remember seeing before. "That's new... Hey, gals? Look over there!"

Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo ceased their arguing to follow their friend's gaze before finding an ancient-looking store decorated in festive colors and lights. It looked like a place long forsaken for centuries. Yet an 'OPEN' sign hung on a wire inside the door, with some of the lights glowing around the window.

"Aah don't remember seein' that store there." Apple Bloom pondered with narrowed eyes.

"Maybe it's a new store with an old aesthetic. Y'know, to make it look extra creepy on Nightmare Night?" Sweetie Belle suggested.

"Possible. Uh-Hey! I think I see a mummy outfit and a trench coat inside!"

The unicorn squinted her eyes to get a better look from their distance. "Hey, I think you're right! It might be a costume store. Ah, what luck! C'mon, let's check it out."

"Ah dunno, should we?" Apple Bloom dejected, a little suspicious. "Gals, Ah passed this here street a bunch of times, and Ah don't remember ever seein' a worn building be-for-wah."

"Oh, c'mon. It's old looking! You're not gonna pay attention to something that doesn't look flashy or new. You're only noticing it now because it's dressed for the occasion. Y'know, like we're supposed to be tomorrow night?"

"She has a point, AB Doll," Sweetie nodded. "We don't have a lot of time to try to figure out what costumes to make for the party."

"Yeah, where's your sense of adventure! You always use to rush into stuff if it meant finding your cutie mark," Scootaloo reminded.

The earth pony stared long and hard at the ancient-looking building before giving a begrudging sigh. "Yeah, maybe yer right, and Ah just never noticed it before. Couldn't hurt ta peek inside and see what's fer sale."

The crusaders nodded in agreement before crossing the street and running up along the other side of the road, intrigued and mystified by what could be behind the store doors.

Author's Note

𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕦𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕤 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕖. ℂ𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕝𝕪 𝕧𝕒𝕝𝕖!

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