The Real Friendship Games

“We’re here, motherfuckers!” Sour Sweet announced as she kicked open the door leading to the mansion’s ample lounge room.

“Could you please not destroy my house, Sour?” Lemon Zest grumbled. “You have no idea what I had to do to let my parents lend me the summer house for us to use.”

“Oh daaaaarling, your house is absolutely gorgeous! Radiant! Splendid!” Rarity chimed. “Are you sure we can have our party here?”

“I was the one who offered it in the first place, so I’m quite certain we can use it,” she turned to Sour Sweet, glaring at the freckled girl. “As long as you don’t wreck the place!”

“Whhaaaaaaat? Little ol’ me wrecking stuff? Impossible… as long as you don’t piss me the fuck off, that is.”

“What kind of backward thinking is that!?”

“Hey, fair is fair and a warning is as fair as you get with me. Come on, you know this,” Sour replied matter-of-factly.

Lemon growled until a hand landed on her shoulder. Looking to see the owner of the alabaster hand, her heart melted when she saw her girlfriend, Vinyl Scratch. The white-skinned woman tapped her shoulder a few times, comforting her girlfriend. “Uhhhggg, you’re right, hot stuff. Children will be children-” Sour flipped her the bird. “-so I guess there’s no need for me to get angry over nothing. As usual, you’re right.”

Vinyl then did a series of hand gestures that made Lemon blush.

“Awwww,” she replied not with words but with another series of hand gestures that spelled ‘but I love you more, sweet-ass’, to which she included a not too subtle lick of her lower lip.

“And that’s the only reason I don’t want to learn sign language. Who knows what those lovebirds are telling each other,” Sunny Flare commented.

“Pretty sure it’s just a dick-measuring competition over who loves who more,” Sugarcoat added without much interest. Still, she smiled at the couple’s direction.

“Well, we’re not really in a position to judge them, right? They’re happy and just look at them,” Sunset Shimmer interjected, sighing dreamily. “Man, I wish I could have a relationship like theirs.”

“You have literal dozens of adoring fans that would gladly kiss your feet, you know?” Indigo Zap pointed out.

“Yeah, but it’s not the same. A real relationship like that is something I really wish I could have,” Sunset sighed again.

“You had Flash Sentry, remember?” Rainbow Dash brought up.

“Rainbow!” Fluttershy chastised, earning a confused stare from her prismatic-haired friend.

“Nah, it’s okay, Shy. I made peace with that a long time ago. I was, like Rainbow and AJ so eloquently put it, quite the ‘massive bitch’ back then. But yeah, Flash was by far my best relationship and he really had feelings for me. Thanks, Sunset Satan, for fucking me up like that,” she said, her shoulders slumping down in defeat. But even then, her lips formed a smile. “I’m really happy he found the perfect girl for him in the end though. I swear they’re so mushy they’d give those two a run for their money,” she chuckled as she pointed at the two music-enthusiasts loosely draping their arms around their necks as they shared sweet, chaste kisses.

“Yeah, I feel you. That Flash was a damn nice prize with a hot piece of ass. Seriously, girl, how could you let that hunk go?” Sunny asked.

“I was young, stupid, and hellbent on crossing dimensions to rule my homeland as a tyrannical empress of evil, ehemm.” She said the last line in a hurry, covering her mouth with a hand as she looked away.

“I’m sorry, what was that?” Sugarcoat asked. “Did I hear you were going to jump dimen--”

“AAaaaaanyway, yoh! Zest! Where can we put our stuff?” Rainbow jumped in for the save, breaking the trance Lemon and Vinyl had fallen into.

“Take whatever room you want, except for the one with my name on it and the one at the end of the corridor. That’s my parents’ room,” Zest replied. She stood next to Vinyl and watched as her eight guests picked their stuff, mostly a simple backpack worth of clothes and other essentials. Except for Rarity. Sunset had managed to convince her to bring just two suitcases with her. “Shall we, Vin?”

Vinyl nodded and signed with a hand to lead the way. As they advanced, she signaled ‘Are you excited about the party?’.

“You know it, babe. We can drink all we want! Until we pass out even! We’re going to rave, dance, and party. Summer vacation is gonna fucking rock!” She called. Vinyl nodded eagerly, smiling, and making the classic ‘Rock’ symbol. It didn’t take them long to reach the main hallway to find the girls gathered in a circle. “What’s wrong, girls?”

“You may want to take a peek inside,” Fluttershy pointed at the closest room.

Raising an eyebrow, Lemon Zest marched forth to the room, opened it, and found every piece of furniture covered by white, plastic sheets. She rushed to another room only to find the same thing. Pulling out her phone she called her mother. “Come on, come on. Pick up!” A few seconds later her mother answered. “Yeah, we’re here. Listen, I just found--- yeah, that. What!? Did Dad seriously? Oh… Oh, the agent? Seriously, he can do that? A mistake!? Dammit! Okay, okay. No. No biggie, Mom. So… must we stay in a hotel or something? Really? Well, ten of us. Maybe eleven if Trixie shows up later.” She let out a loud, happy gasp.

“You’re shitting me! Oh, thank you! Well, yeah. Bummer about the rooms but hey, it’ll be like a giant sleepover! Yeah, thanks, Mom. Oh, yeah. Extra money? Thanks. Love yah. Tell Dad I said hi and give him a kiss for me, bye!” The call ended after that. Setting the phone into her pocket and clapping her hands, Lemon turned to her guests and girlfriend. “Whelp! Turns out that by a tinsy oversight most rooms are fucked and being remodeled. Mine was remodeled first and expanded, so we can use it to crash there. Follow me!”

“Whoa whoa whoa, are you telling us we’re all gonna share the same fucking bedroom, have no privacy, and sleep huddled together?” Sour Sweet asked, annoyed.

“Pretty much, yup,” Lemon replied.

“Sweetness,” Sour exclaimed, her fake annoyance gone and replaced by a wicked grin. She didn’t waste any time hugging Sunny Flare from behind, pulling against the girl’s loose shirt and popping her braless breasts out. Sunny groaned but she giggled as she began groping her breasts and pinching her nipples. “Call me Titty-Ninja~ I’ll be sucking on your nips all night~ Nine sets to play with~ And they’re all mine~!”

“You touch my girl’s girls without my permission I’ll fucking spank your ass until astronomers confuse it with a red star,” Lemon threatened whilst at the same time hugging Vinyl protectively, her hands covering her breasts. The mute girl merely shook her head, smiling at her girlfriend’s antics.

The rest of the girls giggled and laughed in good humor while Sunny casually put her breasts inside her shirt again. They all moved as one guided by their hostess until they reached a pair of double doors bearing her name. Opening them, the group found a veritable gigantic bedroom.

“Daaaaaamn, Zest, your room alone is bigger than my whole department! You’re freaking loaded, girl!” Sugarcoat whistled. “No wonder you never invited us to your house before!”

“Sorry, I just don’t have the tendency to let stray bitches into it, that’s all.” Lemon replied, Vinyl opened her mouth, no real sound came out of it, but it was clear she was laughing her ass out.

Rainbow clapped her hands. “Where’s the ice!? That burn’s gotta hurt!”

Sugarcoat, Sour Sweet, and Sunny Flare flipped her off while Indigo Zap shrugged.

The room was, as previously noted, massive. The bed alone could easily fit fifteen people, the closet had its own section, there was a built-in music studio, and a great personal bathroom. Other than that, and the obviously luxurious standards of the furniture, tv, and stereo system, it was strangely devoid of showy things. Instead of valuable paintings, or records, or anything of the sort, her walls held posters of various bands, musicians, and signed portraits.

“Freaking. Loaded,” Indigo said, impressed.

“Me? Nah. My parents are loaded,” Lemon clarified. “Okay, so, put your stuff wherever and let’s go to the event room and get things prepared for tonight?”

The girls all nodded and began to organize their stuff around the room.

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Preparing everything they needed for their party on their own had been a bitch. Or it would’ve been were it not for the four Canterlot High graduate hotties able to use actual magic to ease the load quite a bit. Rainbow zoomed past everyone carrying stuff around. Fluttershy called upon several rats, mice, birds, raccoons, and even a few snakes to aid her in setting the more complicated things she also asked them to serve as an extra-alarm system in case of unwanted intruders.

Rarity aided with getting to the hard to reach places plus putting her perfectionist touch to things. Finally, Sunset’s power was of little direct help, but it did help them stay focused on the task at hand. Thanks to that, they finished much earlier than expected.

Drinks were served and ready, and so were the snacks. The large TV and the video game console was also ready. The wrestling ring was also set up, just in case any things got a bit too personal. The music was set up, the alcohol was lined up, and all they needed to start their private party properly was ready.

Since it was still a bit too early to start the party properly, they all decided (much to Sour Sweet and Sugarcoat’s protests) to get used to the ambience and let the fun, blood-pumping action come naturally and slowly. Rainbow Dash and Indigo Zap claimed monopoly of the tv and console, deciding to play some Super Smash Brothers to get things heated.

Rarity, Sugarcoat, and Sunny Flare were talking on the side, mostly preoccupying themselves with idle gossip and building a comfortable atmosphere. Fluttershy and Sour Sweet were chatting, laughing every now and then while Sour made crass comments and lewd proposals at the shy girl. Finally, Lemon, Vinyl, and Sunset were watching from afar, enjoying the pleasant ambience of their developing party.

“Sour Sweet. Definitely Sour Sweet,” Lemon said with a serious tone before sipping at her glass of hard cider. “She’s always the one to start shit up.”

‘Most of the time. If it’s not her, then Sugarcoat or you are the ones to drop the ball, babe,’ Vinyl signaled, a cocky grin spread across her lips.

“Haven’t you heard that ‘Snitches get Stitches’?” Sunset teased, unable to contain herself.

“First off, fuck you kindly. Second, my girl can say whatever she wants about me… as long as I get to tap her sweet white ass,” Lemon smacked Vinyl’s derriere, producing a most enticing *whack* and her entire body, from ass to tits, to jiggle healthily. Vinyl let out a soft groan, but her smile never dropped. “And third, she ain’t lying.”

Sunset snickered. “Fair enough, I guess. But come, seriously, Sour Sweet while she’s with a very not-drunk Fluttershy? Nah, girl, Rainbow is going to be the one to do something stupid first.”

‘I think the same, love. Sorry.’ Vinyl signaled.

“Aaaahhh, double-teamed and not even in the bedroom! You are two kinky bitches!” Lemon laughed while Vinyl and Sunset giggled. “Sour Sweet won’t let me down. But you know… now that I think about it, where the hell is Trixie? She should’ve arrived like half an hour or so. Think she didn’t come at all?”

“Knowing Trixie, she’s either stuck performing magic tricks to a few kids, got lost, or is outside on the street talking to herself and practising an over dramatic entrance,” Sunset counted using her fingers.

‘Too bad the other girls couldn’t make it. But I guess just us is more than enough, even if Trixie ends up not showing,’ Vinyl signaled.

“Come to think of it, what do you think the girls are doing right now?” Lemon asked.

**On other places at the same time**

The music was loud, the crowd was cheering, and the lights were all over the stage. The Dazzlings were dancing and singing their hearts out and the crowd was loving every second of it. Adagio Dazzle danced for the audience, since she was the lead singer and the center of attention. But Aria Blaze and Sonata Dusk danced little for the audience and more for the two girls standing on stage and center on the first row.

Applejack and Pinkie Pie were all smiles, hugging each other while they jumped up and down to the rhythm of the beat. Pinkie was blushing while Applejack smiled knowingly, from their points of view they got a few panty shots of their girlfriends. The words ‘Apple Churner’ were written on Aria’s, while ‘Party Tacos!’ could be seen on Sonata’s.

Meanwhile in a private and secluded cinema, Twilight Sparkle sat next to her boyfriend, Timber Spruce. They were watching a sci-fi movie she’d wanted to see for a long while, but they were more preoccupied with each other as she handled the bulge in his pants, while he fondled one of her breasts under her shirt.

**Back at Lemon’s Summer Home**

“I’m sure they’re having fun!” Said the bacon-haired girl, elbowing her host.

“Speaking of fun, what do you think Flash is doing right now?” lemon asked with wiggling eyebrows.

“Probably having a romantic date with Derpy. Or he’s fucking her brains out. One of the two,” she replied without hesitation. “What’s with the faces?”

“Huh… I was expecting to see at least a bit of jealousy there. Guess the rumors were fake.”

‘Told yah.’

“Wait, what rumors?” Sunset asked, now really worried.

Lemon waved a hand. “Nothing to worry about all that much, Sunset. There were a few rumors going around of you being jealous and plotting to win back Flash.”

“...This reeks of Polimere and Uppercrust, dem whores,” Sunset spat. “Well, can tell you I am not! Why would I? They were totally made for each other!” She finished with a laugh. “By the way, why in the heavens did you insist on making this a bikini party?” She asked at the same time she glanced down at herself, examining once more her scantily covering two-piece bikini. Everyone else was wearing a similar piece in their preferred colors and the designs were of their choosing, but they were all quite revealing.

“What are you afraid of? It’s just us sexy girls having a private party and able to have all the fun we want! Without prying eyes, why not let loose a little, am I right?” Lemon estated proudly and Vinyl clapped eagerly.

“Not afraid. Just saying that your intentions are as well-hid as these bikini covers my body.”

“Good! I wasn’t trying to hide them in the first place! Now let’s party girl, woooooh!”

Vinyl sighed and Sunset shook her head but followed the green-haired girl nevertheless.

As the party developed and the spirits kept mounting slowly but surely, the alcohol in their drinks began to do its work to lower their inhibitions. It started quite innocently with a brush of the hand or a tap on the ass. But the brushes turned to caresses with a few more cups. And a few cups more of precious shit-face inducing beverages, they turned into groping, flirting, and sensual kissing.

Lemon and Vinyl were busy making out, their tongues coiling and lips slurping, locked in a dance they knew too well and loved to partake in. All the girls were in similar positions. Rarity and Sunny were sitting next to each other, trading compliments and spit. Sunset, Sour Sweet, Fluttershy, and Sugarcoat were having a spin the bottle contest with the sole consequence being kissing. It was after Fluttershy let go of Sugarcoat’s lips, the poor girl gasping for air while the pink-haired hottie slurped their mixed spittle like spaghetti when it finally happened.

“FUCK YOU, DASH! You damn cheater ass fucker!”

“Ass fucker, absolutely, but I’m no cheater! You just fucking suuuuuuuck, Indigo!”

All eyes turned to see the two girls sitting at the console station to find a big KO printed all over the screen. At some point the girls had changed from Super Smash Bros to a more violent, thematic game called DEF JAM.

“Oh yeah? You think because you can cheat your ass to victory on a video game it is easy to wrestle or that you’re better than me!?” Indigo demanded.

“Bitch, I don’t need to cheat and I hate cheaters. I always win fair n’ square! ‘Sides, we all know I’d kick your ass any day of the week. Wrestling, karate, tae-kwon-do, jiu jitsu, muay thai, kickboxing. You name it, I’d WHIIII-!” Was all she could say before Indigo tackled her to ground.

“Hey yaaaaa’ll we got ourselves a catfight!” Sour Sweet screamed, rushing over to the two struggling girls.

“If you two break anything you’ll pay for it! If you want to fight, there’s the ring!” Lemon called in a hurry before returning to tongue-fuck her girlfriend’s mouth.

Rainbow and Indigo took heed, split up, and then dashed for the ring. Rainbow used a little boost to make it way before Indigo and smiled cockily at her.

“Fucking cheater! Don’t use your damn powers! What, afraid I’ll spank your ass so much I’ll turn it red permanently?”

“HA! Good one!” Sugarcoat hollered, now surrounding the ring alongside her other five non-involved friends. “A hundred bucks on Rainbow Dash!”

“FUCK YOU SUGARCOAT, I’LL KICK YOUR ASS NEXT!” Indigo exploded in anger as she jumped into the ring.

Rarity snickered and began scribbling down the bets, just in case. “Come on, Dash! Give her the good old one-two!”

“Indigo, if you win, I’ll eat out your ass!” Sunny called. “So kick her in the gay!”

As the girls watching began to cheer their friends on, Rainbow scoffed. “Wasn’t planning on using magic in the first place, Zappy. I just wanted to show you you’ll always be second place as long as I’m around.”

“BEAT HER FUCKING ASS, DASH!” Fluttershy shouted, obviously more than a little tipsy. She tore away her bikini top and tossed it to Rarity. “My tits for Rainbow!”

“How do you want to handle this?” Indigo asked as she jumped a little, warming up her muscles while Dash stretched for the same reason.

“Wrestling, of course. Since you were such a pussy about it,” Dash replied.

“Oh, good. Cause I’ve been training quiiiiite a bit lately, Rainbow Trash.”

“Shots fired! Shots fired!” Sugarcoat yelled.

“Just try not to kill each other, okay!?” Sunset yelled over the commotion.

Having had enough warm up, Indigo stopped and Rainbow followed suit. They stared at each other’s eyes for a few seconds before they rushed forward. Indigo leaped, tossing her legs first with a small gap in between them. The move surprised Rainbow, but her surprise only lasted for a moment. A second before the inevitable impact, she lifted her right leg high, twisting her lower body around.

The two girls fell to the mat of the ring at the same time in the same position; their legs crossed with their calves pressed tightly around each other’s necks. They had managed to capture the other in a reverse-dragonfly grappling hold.

“C-Cheating, bitch,” Indigo managed to squeak out, refusing to let go.

“Takes one… to know one,” Dash replied in the same manner.

As the two girls in the ring continued to struggle, a sudden boom behind the other six cheering girls caught the attention for a moment.

“The Greeeeeeeaaaat and Poweeeeeeerfuuuuul Triiiiiixie has arrived at last! Now, the party can truly begin!” She called out at the same time she set a large suitcase with her trademark logo all over it.

“Bitchxiiiiie!” Fluttershy zoomed next to her, hugging her tight. “Looook! Slutshie is gonna beat the shit out of Indiwhore!”

Trixie’s smile grew. “And it looks like Trixie has arrived at the peeeeerfect time, too!”

Chapter 1 End.

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone who read this.