Thirty One Nights Of Nightmare Night!

“Pinkie, please! You can’t tell anypony about this.” Applebloom begged on the verge of tears.

“It was just a one time thing! It’ll never happen again!” Spur added, just as panicked.

Pinkie Pie was listening to the two ponies as they pleaded and begged again and again, not letting the mare say anything. Big Macintosh on the other hand sat silently on the rock with a terrified and ashamed look on his face, the surrounding trees looked like prison bars to him. He couldn’t believe he’d given in and let this happen. Spur and Applebloom were stood before the pink mare, both looking horrified that the three of them had been caught having sex in the middle of the forest. Pinkie finally moved and went around the two fillies. She slid over to Big Mac and placed a hoof around the stallion’s neck. He jolted up, like he expected her to strangle him for having had sex with a pony that was still technically a minor, for cumming on his baby sister’s face, for betraying his wife! Maybe he deserved it. However, he was surprised when she held him gently.

“Aww, cheer up big guy! Your old pal Pinkie Pie won’t tell anypony.” She said, surprising all of them. “Sex is super fun! And you girls looked like you enjoyed it so much too, why would I wanna ruin that?”

The two girls blushed brightly, the idea that they had been caught was bad enough, being reminded of how loud they were just added to the embarrassment.

“I’ll keep your secret. But you’ll have to do me a favour in return.” Pinkie said happily.

“What?! Anything!” Applebloom said instantly, stepping forwards.

“A little birdy told me that you, Applebloom, were going to be giving up your clubhouse.”

“How did you-?” Applebloom tried to ask, but was cut off as Pinkie continued.

“And I know it needs a bit of work before it’s fit for young foals again. So here’s the deal. You’ll help me build it up, nice and proper and then I get to choose who gets it afterwards.”

Big Macintosh looked at the mare sat next to him in disbelief.

“That’s all?” He asked, his first words since Pinkie had come down from her balloon.

“Yup yup! All I ask is that you give them their privacy. Growing foals need their space after all. Right?” She looked to Applebloom and gave her a wink. The yellow filly wasn’t sure what the wink was for, unless… Pinkie couldn’t know. Could she? Spur then stood forward.

“Thank you, Pinkie. You’re a good pony. I shouldn’t have let myself get carried away like I did though, this was all my fault.”

“Are you kidding?!” Pinkie stretched out a hoof that seemed impossibly long, grabbed Spur, and pulled her into a hug. ”You and Big Mac were so hot and adorable together. And not many mares were able to tame his monster. Believe me, we’ve tried!” Both Spur and Big Mac were heavily blushing now. “And also, Spur. You reeeeeally need to talk to Applebloom before you leave.”

Applebloom looked up at her name.

“Huh? Talk to me about what?” She asked. Spur didn’t answer, in fact she didn’t even make eye contact with the yellow filly.

“Umm, Pinkie?” Big mac said, breaking the silence. “Which foals did you have in mind for the clubhouse?”

Pumpkin Cake and her father were both snuggled up under a blanket, sitting before a fire enjoying it’s warmth. She had her head resting on his foreleg, exhausted from the Running of the Leaves that they had been a part of that day. Pound Cake was upstairs, placing his new medal on a stand. Even though he was small, he certainly was fast. Nowhere near first place, but participation trophies were given to all the foals.

“How you feeling, Pumpkin?” Her father asked. She just snuggled more into his body.

“Comphy.” She said with a happy little sigh.

Mr. Cake stroked her along her side as her eyes closed. The touch of her fur was so soft, and the way she held close to him had the stallion feeling a little aroused. Keeping his hooves under the blanket, he slowly moved a hoof to her belly, making her giggle a little. Then he reached lower to her flat nipples under her fur and started to massage those.

“How about now?” He said with a whisper and a smirk.

She giggled and moved a hoof to hold his, and then pull it away.

“Not tonight Daddy. I’m really tired.”

“Oh.” He said, a little concerned. “Sorry Pumpkin, do...do you not enjoy that anymore?” He asked worried.

“No, nothing like that.” she whispered back. “Just… I’m really happy like this, with you. We can play the other games later.” She looked up at him with the most adorable smile. She was super cute and absolutely beautiful.

“Oh, look at you two.” Mr. Cake jumped when he saw his wife had just entered the room. “Oh, sorry! Did I startle you, dearie? I just brought you both hot coco’s. After all that running, I thought you’d like something to relax you more.”

Mr. Cake smiled at his wife, as did Pumpkin.

“Thank you, Honey bun.”

“Thanks mommy!”

Pumpkin closed her eyes again.

“Aww, you look like you’re all ready for beddy byes. Shall I take your coco upstairs?” She asked her daughter. Pumpkin shook her head.

“Na uh. I just wanna stay here more.” She said sleepily.

Mrs. Cake smiled.

“Oh, alright then, but not for too long.”

“Don’t worry.” Mr. Cake said to the blue mare. “I’ll take her up if she drifts off to sleep before finishing her coco.”

She smiled at that and then left to take Pound Cake’s coco up to him. Mr. cake then leaned down and kissed his daughter on the cheek.

“I love you, Pumpkin.”

“I love you too, Daddy.”

Together they then cuddled up under the blanket and let the warmth of the fire wash over them before they both fell asleep together.