Sister or Unicorn?

We finished the first season, and watched a few episodes of the second before taking a brief respite.

I had already called into work and told them I wouldn’t be coming in today. Twi did the same; we both figured that we were in no state for work. Plus this was more important and needed to get out of the way before anything else.

Plus by this point we were both slightly intoxicated. And your boss generally doesn’t like it if you go to work drunk.

Even if you were just a little tipsy.

“So who’s you favorite Twi?” I tried to make conversation with the small unicorn

“Psh…. Myself of course, she seems to be the only sensible one of the group.” she replied giving my shoulder a love tap, and then immediately apologizing afterwards.

“Oh, sorry”

Okay a little drunk.

“That’s kind of selfish isn't it?” I questioned the small lavender creature at my side. She waved her arm in an expression of how little she cared.

“Yeah, but who cares, I just found out this morning that I’m a cartoon character.” She wasn’t taking the news very well from what I could tell with that little snide remark. “Makes sense I suppose, even in mythology unicorns were always depicted as white stallions, and I’m lavender.”

“Well you’re still pretty real to me.” I poked her in the side, hard enough that she would jump, but not enough to hurt her.

“Awww aren’t you the romantic.” She giggled a little, which made me feel a little better about her. “How haven’t you gotten hitched with someone yet? I bet all the women just throw themselves at you.”

“I guess they just don’t know what they’re missing out on.” I joked, honestly I never really took dating seriously, I knew I would find that girl I wanted to be with one day, until then I might as well enjoy the ride right? Not many others shared my opinion, I just hadn't found the right one for me yet.

“Still though you could have a dragon servant, how awesome would that be right?” I inquired, wanting her to open a little more about her real feelings about the discovery. “And surely you must have found one of the characters interesting.”

“To be honest I found spike kind of annoying, especially how he’s always fawning over Rarity like that. Doesn’t he realize that would never work? He would just end up hurting himself in the end.” She answered very solemnly, almost showing how hurt she was, with everything. It just made me want to hold her, squeeze all those bad thoughts away.

So I put down my glass, and out of nowhere tackled her.

Usually such unexpected bursts of physical expression are uncommon with me, but the situation felt like it called for it. I wanted to show her that this didn't change anything, that she was still my sister, and that nothing like that would come between us. And while she might not have Ponyville, she had me at least right?

We were both laughing while I lied on top of her, tickling her sides with my hands. She could have easily picked me up with her magic and thrown me off.

But she wanted me right next to her like this. I could tell it in those purple eyes of hers. She liked the attention, the comfort of someone she trusted completely so close to her, even if it was in an awkward position.

I was always that one person she could open up too, even if it was too embarrassing for mom or dad to find out, I was always there to listen if she wanted me too.

And man she talked a lot, about everything. Human biology, her failed attempts at dating, her “experimentation”.

Boy that was a night to remember.

Looking down at her tiny body she was starting to blush madly while looking up at me. I saw hints of sadness in them, but there was something else I didn’t expect. Something I definitely didn’t see coming a mile away, something that I particularly didn’t want to see.

Desire

Out of nowhere, she lifted herself towards me, her arms wrapping around my head, bringing me down as she approached my lips with hers, slowly bringing them together as embraced me.

And every inch of my body screamed out in protest.

She didn’t care; she wanted this so badly, it came out of nowhere, probably the alcohol talking to her. In a split second reaction I decided that for this one night I’d let her have her moment. It felt wrong of course, how could it feel right?

But it was the nicest act of kindness I could give her at the moment. And that was all the convincing I needed, it would make her happy for a few seconds.

And I wanted to make her feel better right? I guess if by kissing her human brother she felt better, then I guess I’d have to live with that. Even if it was awkward as hell.

She let me go shortly after; her hooves immediately went to her face, as she gasped in realization of what she just did. She was speechless, she was horrified. I quickly retracted from her giving her room.

She sat up immediately and turned away from me. Refusing to make eye contact.

“I think I need to go to my room” she muttered, tears were forming in her eyes.

And that was that, she left immediately afterwards, quickly running to her room and shutting the door behind her. I let her leave without protest; I was slightly disgusted and had a lot to work out at the moment.

My sister… just kissed me.

It wasn’t like she didn’t know what she was doing, her eyes said very plainly that they were aware of what was going on, and that they were wanting it.

Wanting me… like that.

I shivered a little at the thought, that was… disgusting, I grew up with her, sure she didn’t see me in diapers, but still for a good chunk of our lives we were together.

Maybe that was it then? The bond that we shared?

We always knew we weren’t actually related, my father made certain of that. He didn’t want that inevitable truth to dawn on us at a time where it could actually hurt. Like now for example. I suppose I should thank him next time I talk to him.

What would he tell me to do?

I remember when I first found out that my mother was into transformer hentai, specifically male on male, which was about 90% of the cast. But there was something else, what did she call it?

I think the word was Twin-cest, or in her words Win-cest.

Dad didn’t like it either, but he lived with it, after all he had his weird parts, mom had hers. Maybe that was part of it? I doubt Twi and mom shared fanfics, that would be even more awkward then Twi kissing me, which at that moment was a really far fetched concept.

Maybe I should talk to my dad about it.

Then another odd thought struck into my head, one that sounded crazy, but it might lead somewhere. I noticed during the show that their Twilight was almost literally one hundred percent like my Twilight. It felt awkward just saying that line now. Their personality, her inability to give a good first impression, her extreme love of reading and science.

They were almost exactly alike, only difference was in setting.

Maybe their twilight also had a brother? But there was no way they would hint about incest in a kid show right? I doubted it but I decided to look anyway. I would have tried to talk to Twi some more, but I doubted it would help, I don’t think she wanted to say anything or even see me again after that.

Then I had a horrible thought, what if she ran away thinking I hated her after that? I didn't want her to leave, even if we never were the same way after what she did, I still didn't want to lose my sister forever. She had a window in her room, it wouldn't be hard for her to just sneak out and never come back.

I ran over to her door and banged on it.

"Twilight? You still in there?" I asked with panic in my voice.

"Obviously, just leave me alone... please? I'm sure you don't want to see me anyway." she was sobbing, the door was probably locked, i didn't even bother to touch it.

"Okay, just don't leave me alright? I need to straighten some things out, but...."

I fell silent for a few seconds, unsure of what I wanted to say. Twi didn't say anything back.

"Just don't leave okay?!" I yelled at the door. I heard her say something really quietly, I couldn't hear exactly what it was, but hopefully she would listen. There was nothing stopping her from just going, but i didn't want to lose her. It wouldn't be hard, she could change her looks as a human with a second's thought. She could easily make a new identity and never see me again.

Suddenly the phone rang again, rather frustrated and more than a little worried still, I answered it.

“Hello?”

“Trist it’s me again.” Dad once again, calling in the most inopportune of times.

“Yeah dad? I’m kind of busy right now?” I replied showing a little bit of frustration in my voice.

“I figured but there was something important that I needed to tell you, but I needed your mom to go away first, it’s rather hard to talk about it with her there.” He continued he seemed pretty much as resistant as the last conversation; apparently this wasn't boding well for him either.

“What is it?” I asked, wanting to get this out of the way so I could find some answers.

“Well… it’s hard to say, you see I don’t know how far you are into the show yet, or if you’ve watched any episodes at all or not.” He went on half way mumbling his words, probably out of embarrassment.

“Yeah, we watched the first season, was about to watch some more actually.”

“Good good, well there’s something I wanted to warn you about, I probably should have warned you about it earlier as well but…” he paused a little

“But…?” I goaded him out of it.

“Have you noticed how Twilight is almost exactly the same in real life as she is in the show?

“Yeah…” I went along

“Crap your mother’s back, look watch the season 2 finale okay? Just watch it, don’t bother with the others, you’ll know what I’m saying. Goodbye son, take care of Twi for me would you?” He asked, sincerity in his voice

“Y... Yeah dad sure.” I replied as he hung up the phone.

“Season two finales huh?” I muttered to myself as I grabbed my laptop and slowly opened it.

It must have been something important; maybe it had to do with what was going on right now? I hoped to god it was.
And thankfully I was correct; the season two finale introduced a bunch of new characters, including Twilight’s brother.

Shining Armor

I scoffed at the name, it really didn’t look like they put much time into it. Not to mention Twilight’s last name was Sparkle, not Armor. So what sense did that make? But it was obvious that she loved her brother, just as much as my Twilight loved me. Of course Shining was kind of an ass to her if you asked me, but he was under mind control at the time.

I saw the hints at how maybe Twilight loved her brother as something more than just a “brother”. But with the recent events I decided to not trust my judgment.

So I did something unthinkable, something that I regret horribly.

I went searching on the internet for confirmation. My life would never be the same afterwards.