Author's Note

Contains public, but secretive, displays of love, plus a little secret at the end.

Under the Table

Sugarcube Corner isn’t as busy in the morning as it is any other time of the day, probably because ponies don’t normally buy sweets besides donuts for breakfast. But even the donuts are too sweet thanks to Pinkie Pie's over-the-top recipes.

“Hey, Pinkie,” Cedric grumbles as he holds the door open for Fluttershy.

The pink pudding of a pony bounces at the front counter as she gleefully watches the two valued customers enter, their weary bodies ambling over to the counter.

“Hey, Cedric! Hey, Fluttershy!” she chimes with joy. “What can I get for you two lovey-dovey doves today?”

“A dozen donuts will be enough for today, thank you,” Fluttershy orders, still not fully awake.

As Pinkie turns back to pick out the couple’s order, her head turns an appalling one-eighty degrees to look back at them with an inquisitive smile. "What did you two do last night?" she asks as she takes a tray of assorted donuts from a heating rack.

The couple glance at each other with concerned looks, wondering whether to go along with the conversation or not. Pinkie can either read them like books or a trace of musk must be remaining on their bodies. Either way, she would find out sooner or later but a small fib would probably throw her off their track.

"We...had a little trouble with the animals," Fluttershy responds.

Pinkie sets the tray of donuts on the counter and narrows her eyes at the anxious pegasus as if trying to read her mind or coax the truth out of her by using her fabled "Pinkie Sense". Small drops of sweat form on Fluttershy's face as she tries to keep her muzzle shut, but Cedric can already tell she's about to shatter from the pressure.

"Yeah, uh, we just had some trouble with Angel," he cuts in, saving Fluttershy's dignity. "You know how much of a handful that little bunny can be."

The snoopy pink mare shifts her curious gaze over to Cedric, trying to pry his mind open with her otherworldy "Pinkie powers". However, he's mentally more durable than Fluttershy and can withstand the tricky pony's mind games. He can feel her drilling into his mind, trying to siphon out his memories like a vampire, but he stands firm.

"Okie dokie lokie," she replies, pushing forth a pink box filled with the sweet ring confections.

Cedric places a few bits on the table and exchanges them for the box while maintaining direct, dominant eye contact with his inquisitor. Slowly and warily, the couple walks out of the store with their backs towards the door and their eyes glued on Pinkie. They take a sharp left and walk down the road until the bubblegum figure is no longer in their vision and they're sure she can't see them.

They exhale a relaxed sigh, releasing their pent up tension. They both look at each other and smile awkwardly as they recount the odd exchange.

"That was weird," Cedric states.

"I'm just glad she didn't manage to pry us open like a can of peanut brittle," Fluttershy jokes. "Speaking of which..." She eyes the box of confections with hunger as she licks her lips. She can just imagine what assortment of donuts Pinkie managed to place within the container. "I think it's best if we eat it now. I want to share it with the other critters but they'll just eat the whole thing without leaving us any."

"Great minds think alike, it would seem," Cedric replies.

He gestures over to a park bench located under a well-placed branch. Only a few rays of light shine through the canopy but not enough to burn or irritate whoever plans to sit under there.

As the two take their seats, Cedric cracks open the case to release the heavenly aroma sealed within. The mellifluous fragrance awakens their fatigued brains and fuels them with a rush of energy even before the treats have touched their tongues.

Cedric takes a single bit of one of the frosted confections and feels a surge of energy flow through his veins. The frosting has a fruity flavor that is unlike anything he’s tried on Earth.

"Damn, these are some good ones today," Cedric states. He takes another bite, smearing his lips with creamy white filling.

Fluttershy takes a purple frosted donut and takes a small nibble. Her eyes light up as the rush of sugar floods her veins. "Wow, these are really good!" She takes another bite, this time, sinking her teeth near the hole.

"You know, we could have saved this money if the animals didn't eat the groceries...again,” Cedric states.

"Mmm, you're right, but they’re wild animals. They eat when they want just like we do."

Cedric nods in agreement. As he finishes off his current treat and reaches for a new one, he notices something rather peculiar about the way the little pastries are decorated. Each one has a pair, disregarding the two that were already devoured, and they all look familiar.

He picks up a yellow one with pink edges and analyzes it while glancing over at Fluttershy and back to it. The realization hits him as a mischievous grin spreads across his face.

"Hey, Fluttershy?" he whispers.

The pegasus turns her head to face him, her lips smeared with the creamy filling from her purple donut. "Hm?" she mumbles, causing a few wet crumbs to fly out of her lips.

Cedric raises the yellow donut up to his face, the frosted face pointed at Fluttershy. "Does this remind you of anything?" He constricts the walls, puckering the already small hole in the center. He extends his tongue and licks the frosted, puckered center, scraping off the yellow coating and replacing it with his own layer of clear glaze. He watches in delight as Fluttershy's face burns red from embarrassment.

"Cedric!" she harshly whispers. Her eyes dart around, making sure no other ponies are around to see the human's lewd act. "You can't just do that in public! Somepony could see you!"

"Well, I'm just following what the book says. Remember that chapter? 'Try using food as sex organs to practice or entice your lover.' I'm doing just that. It is enticing, no?"

The red blush on Fluttershy's face intensifies as it swallows her head in a burning inferno of embarrassment. 'Yes, it looks so alluring and lewd, but to do it out in public where everypony could see...'

A gentle arm wraps around her whithers and pulls her into a spongy wall. She looks up at Cedric, whose eyes glimmer with adoration.

"Don't worry, I won't try anything out here in the open where everypony can see you." However, a small sinful smirk spreads across his lips as his hand makes its way down his mate's spine and around one of her folded wings. "Unless, of course, you want to. The book also said stuff about public acts; secretive, hidden displays of love that no pony should be able to see if we're very careful."

He pinches a small bit of flesh hidden underneath the soft tuft of feathers, eliciting a stifled gasp from Fluttershy's muzzle. Her wings slightly unfurl from their resting positions from the surge of arousal. A tingling sensation crawls up her spine as Cedric's fingers continue to massage the aroused wing.

"Hey, you two."

The couple looks up from their activity to see Princess Twilight trotting over to them with a bright smile on her face. Cedric surreptitiously shifts his hand away from his mate's wing and back onto her wither, making sure the princess wouldn't notice the provocative act.

'She was really enjoying it,' Cedric thinks with amusement. 'Guess we'll have to do this another time.'

"What are you two lovebirds up to this fine morning?" she asks. Her eyes move between the individuals with a sparkle of curiosity as if she's wanting more than just an explanation of their morning activities.

'Did she happen to see what we were doing?' Cedric wonders.

"Cedric and I are just having some donuts for breakfast," Fluttershy responds, bringing the human back from his thoughts. "Would you like some, Twilight? I don't think we'll be able to finish them all.They’re a little too sweet."

Twilight's eyes sparkle as she examines the different varieties of donuts. She must not have eaten this morning because her eyes twinkle with yearning and a small dribble of drool escapes her lips. She finally manages to make a decision by lifting the yellow donut out from the rest of the treats with her magic.

She takes a large bite of the morsel without taking the time to savor the sweet, rich flavor of the dough or the frosting. The white cream from the treat flows like sap from a tap, dripping onto the earth and becoming food for the insects and whatever creatures may come across it.

"Oh, these are filled donuts?" she rhetorically asks.

Before the couple could respond, they freeze as Twilight extends her pink tongue and laps up the dribbling cream on one end with a long stroke. They watch with perplexity as the princess moves from to the other end, a trail of saliva bridging the gap. This time, she places her entire muzzle around the faucet and slowly moves the donut to and fro, glazing it with her saliva and draining it of its essence.

"Oh my..." Fluttershy mumbles in shock. She looks up at Cedric, who gives her the same flustered expression.

"Mm, that's good. You two doing anything special today? Maybe with that little book I lent you?"

Fluttershy blushes and averts her gaze from her friend while Cedric fiddles with a random donut, trying his best not to look interested in the conversation.

"Did you two do anything interesting last night?"

Still embarrassed by her friend's pressing questions, Fluttershy blurts her answer just so Twilight can be satisfied, "yes."

The alicorn licks her lips in lust, which neither of the individuals happened to notice. Her eyes glimmer with desire and interest as she thinks about the steamy session that must have happened in the couple's bed. 'Sweaty, kinky sex all night long. How many did they try before collapsing in a filthy mess of ejaculate, mare-fluids, and sweat?' "I'm sure you did. Do you plan on anything new tonight? Or perhaps later today?"

Cedric looks up at the princess with bewilderment, perplexed by the strange question. "W-why do you ask, Twilight?"

"Oh, just wondering..."

"Well..." Fluttershy pipes up. All eyes turn to her, causing her to avert her gaze again, but continues with her conversation. Her eyes glance over at Cedric's curious face and holds her tongue. "Never mind. I want it to be something special for Cedric. I don't want to ruin the surprise."

"SURPRISE? WHAT SURPRISE?!"

Cedric and Fluttershy look behind each other to see the pink party pony standing behind them, inches away from their faces with an overzealous grin.

"Holy fuck!" Cedric exclaims in shock. "Pinkie, what the hell are you doing?!"

She cocks her head and looks at him as if it was a rhetorical question. "You said something about a surprise, so I wanted to know what it was."

"It's nothing," Fluttershy responds. "It's just something I want to do for Cedric. But I will say it’s a little place in Canterlot I’ve always wanted to try out.” She glances at him and smiles, but her partner notices something hidden within her lips: a tinge of worry seems to peek out from the bit of love and adoration her face usually shows.

'She must be worrying about everyone else barging in on our plans,' Cedric wonders. 'We have to get out of here.' "Girls, I think we'll be taking our leave now. Fluttershy?" He looks down at his mate, feeling the stress and fear emanating off of her like a burning oven. He extends his hand, which she graciously accepts, and walks off, leaving Twilight and Pinkie Pie behind.

"Whaddaya think they're up to?" Pinkie inquires as she snacks on the couple's abandoned donuts.

Twilight, however, disregards her friend's question and watches with desire as the pegasus's rump sways from side to side, her tail flicking out of the way a few times to reveal her fresh snatch. The aroused alicorn moistens her lips as she can just imagine the taste of her friend's fresh nectar, feel the warmth of her crevice as she buries her snout within her, hear her moans as she embraces the princess in a loving, passionate session of sex.

Of course, Cedric wouldn't be left out. He would be shared between the two mares, but Twilight will do whatever she can to have more time with him and be filled by him.

She's only seen his fully erect tool once, during a study, and ever since then, she can't get the image out of her mind. She needs to know what it feels like in her sex. How does it differ from a normal stallion's? And those fingers! What can they do that a hoof can't? Of course, she's experimented with Spike but scaly, rough claws can't compare to the tender, silky touch of a human's hands.

"Equestwia to Twiwhite! Hewo?"

Twilight snaps from her provocative thoughts to see Pinkie Pie staring at her awkwardly with a few donuts stuffed in her muzzle. The hyperactive mare swallows the cluster of treats before addressing her friend's strange behavior.

"You alright there Twilight?"

"DICK!"

A few ponies turn their heads over to the source of the curse word, some covering the ears of foals and younger children. The princess blushes in embarrassment before addressing her friend.

"Sorry, Pinkie. I'm just a little flustered today."

"You want to fuck Cedric and Fluttershy, but you're afraid of what they'll say because they're in a very strong, very intimate relationship and you don't want to try and break them apart because of your desire to fuck them."

Twilight gawks at her friend's assumption, or rather, her unexpected, genuineness. "H-how did you—"

"Pfft, it was written all over your face, silly!" Pinkie exclaims with a cocky smile. "Also it’s smeared around your rear."

The princess turns her head back and lifts her tail to see a wet trail bridging her tail to her plot. She blushes in embarrassment and shamefully covers her face with a wing.

“Sorry about that,” she sighs. “I just really need to—“

But her words are cut off as Pinkie places a hoof on her lips while pressing her muzzle against her friend’s. “How about we take this inside and have a little fun of our own.”

The princess grins sinfully as she follows the bouncing, voluptuous mare back into Sugarcube Corner for her special treat.

Canterlot, the city of the upper class and the home of the Royal Sisters, bustles with life and culture. This high-class city has things a small town like Ponyville could only dream of having, but it lacks certain elements that only good old Ponyville can offer.

Large establishments, fancy food, overly-expensive commercial items, and posh culture make up the glistening, remarkable city that is Canterlot. Unfortunately, it does lack the overwhelming fun and excitement, the tasteful food, and the calming atmosphere of Ponyville.

"Do we really need to dress so formally?" Cedric asks, tugging at his suit's collar as it tries to constrict his airflow.

"I know it's a little uncomfortable," Fluttershy replies with a gentle smile, "but it's mandatory for ponies and other creatures to dress well for where we're going."

Cedric releases a defeated sigh as he continues on with Fluttershy from Canterlot Station. Dressing up in fancy clothes and being refined into a Wall Street snob is not his cup of tea. As he observes Fluttershy pulling at some tight bits of her emerald and aquamarine dress, he can tell she's not enjoying this either.

'She's the one who wanted to do this,' Cedric thinks, 'so I'll continue with this getup for her sake'.

As the couple treads through the crowded streets, dragging a few curious eyes in the process, they come across a fancy-looking restaurant. Its walls are made of smooth, snow-white surfaces with the jagged stone edges erased perfectly. A black roof that juts out a few feet from the edge of the building provides enough shade for outside diners or those that want to wait for a table. A large sign written in fancy lettering at the front of the building shows the name of the establishment in exaggerated glory: De lux Cafe.

The aromatic smell of foodstuffs grabs the couple by the nose, dragging them over to the awaiting double doors and into the establishment.

The interior is well-decorated but dimly lit for a restaurant, probably to give a romantic atmosphere. Scented candles and romantic flowers—roses, peonies, jasmine, and tulips—fill the air with an aphrodisiacal scent that would make any creature lose control. The food smells wonderful as well, even if it's just a bunch of vegetables. The charred scent of carrots, asparagus, broccoli, and mushrooms flood the couple's nostrils with pleasant thoughts and cause their stomachs to ache in want.

“So, this is where you wanted to take me?” Cedric asks as he looks around the restaurant. "Seems a little pricey, doesn't it?"

"A little, but I wanted to try it. I hope that's alright with you?"

Cedric smiles at his mate and ruffles her mane a little bit, loosening the well-kempt strands. "Of course it is. You don't have to ask permission to enjoy yourself."

As they look up, a gray unicorn stallion with a crisp, blonde coiffure and well-trimmed black mustache approaches them with a pair of menus in his hoof. "Reservation for Fluttershy?" he asks in a French accent. "Table for deux?"

“Yes, sir that would be us,” Fluttershy responds.

Without question or any visible judgment, the waiter leads them over to a lovely, round, well-set table. The snow-white cloth drapes to the wooden floor, nearly grazing it. A pot of red roses sits at the center of the table between two crystal-clear chardonnay glasses. Utensils and napkins are already set and ready for use once the food arrives.

“Please, tahke your seats. Your sevair will be weeth you momentanément," he says, placing the menus on the table and leaving the couple to themselves.

"This is pretty romantic, Fluttershy," Cedric comments as he adjusts his position in his seat. "Did you reserve this table just for us?"

Fluttershy glances away as a small splotch of pink floods her cheeks. "Yes. Do you like it?"

"Well, let's answer that question with another question," Cedric replies as he moves his hand to the center of the table. "Do you love me?"

Fluttershy graciously places her hoof into his open palm as she smiles through the dim lighting. "Of course."

They lean over the table, over the roses, and lock their lips for a brief moment before parting for air. A strange feeling overcomes both of them as the scents around them sneak into their nostrils. Their bodies heat up, not just from the awkward stares from the other patrons, but from an arousing feeling in their hearts.

"Fluttershy..." Cedric whispers, looking around to make sure no one else is peeking in on their conversation," ...you didn't bring me out here just to have a romantic meal, did you?"

The pegasus grins sinfully as she looks around with fake innocence. "I don't know what you're talking about. I just wanted to treat you to a nice dinner. Nothing weird is going on here."

Raising an eyebrow, Cedric leans forward a bit to get a closer look at Fluttershy through the dim lights. Her eyes lock onto his, revealing her anxious side and a tinge of lust arising.

"You know you're a bad liar, right?" he asks with a mischievous smile.

Fluttershy looks away again, this time in shame, but a gentle hand turns her head to look back at the empathetic face of her lover.

“I kinda knew you had something special planned for our next session,” Cedric says. “I just didn’t know it would be this.”

“So, you won’t mind what I’m about to do?”

“Of course not. If it’ll make you happy, then who am I to stop you?”

Fluttershy’s face lights up with joy at his acceptance. She leans forward again to plant another kiss on her lover’s lips, but the sound of approaching hooves retracts her movements and plants her butt back onto her seat.

“Good evening,” a female pegasus chimes. “My name is Appetizer Board and I will be your server for this evening. Can I start you two off with a couple of drinks?”

Her eyes dash over to Fluttershy, who quickly checks over the menu before settling on a simple glass of water.

“And for you, sir?”

Cedric eyes the drinks listed out on the back of the menu. Most of them are alcoholic, but considering this place being a fancy, reputable establishment, they can’t be too strong.

“I’ll go with a whiskey sour,” he says.

“Good choice,” the server replies. “It’s actually a favorite of mine. Now, would you two like to order now or are you still deciding?”

“We’re still deciding,” the couple replies in unison.

“Alright, I’ll be back with your drinks soon.” The waitress jots down a few more notes on her notepad before trotting off to fulfill their requests.

“So,” Cedric says, turning back to face Fluttershy. “What exactly did you want to try to—" His eyes widen as he notices his date missing from her seat as if she has vanished into thin air. However, the flutter of the tablecloth tells him otherwise. "Fluttershy?"

The pegasus's only reply is a smooth, wet stroke across the human's zipper. He freezes in shock as the moist muscle slowly climbs from his testicles to the tip of his slowly hardening shaft. He feels the tension alleviating as his fly and button come undone, leaving only his boxers to guard his tool. Without missing a beat, though, Fluttershy grips the clothing with her teeth and pulls them down, letting her prize breathe freely in the cold air.

"Fluttershy, what the hell are you doing?!" Cedric harshly whispers. He looks around frantically to make sure none of the other patrons can see what’s going on. 'Shit. This must be one of the kinks she wanted to try out. This may be taking things too far, though.' "Fluttershy, are you sure you want to go through with this?"

He feels her hooves parting his legs to make way for her adorable head to peek out from between his thighs. Her face seems to be understanding and yet her eyes look hungry like they've been wanting to try this for a while.

"I know it's a little extreme, but I want to try it," she states with hunger. "I want to be bold, Cedric. Please?"

The human looks around once again to make sure no one else is gawking at them before giving the mare a reluctant nod. She grins with ecstatic joy as she dives back down to continue her work.

Her tongue glides across the dry surface of her mate's cock, moistening it and providing it with much-desired stimulation. The tongue moves from the base to the tip, flicking the glans beneath the head and eliciting stronger sounds of pleasure from Cedric’s lips.

Cedric clutches the sheet as he tries to hold in his bubbling pleasure. The last thing he needs is for their reputations to be ruined because of some public indecency. He exhales a small moan to relieve a sliver of stress as Fluttershy continues sliding her tongue around his shaft.

“Sir, is everything alright?”

Cedric looks over in surprise and fear as the server has returned with a plate of drinks held up by her wings. He tries his best to put on a calm smile and a strong posture but her eyes seem to be piercing through his weak composure.

“I’m doing fine,” he replies. However, dread creeps up his spine as the server’s eyes shift over from him to Fluttershy’s empty chair.

“Is your date out, sir?”

‘How the hell am I going to explain this? I could tell her some fib about Fluttershy going to the restroom, but for how long? Let’s just fake it till we make it, I guess.’ “She, uh, went to use the restroom for a bit. She’ll be back soon.”

The server's suspecting attitude fades away and a cheery smile reappears on her lips. "Okay, sir. Would you like to order when she comes back or—"

Before he can respond, Fluttershy's lips latch onto his tip and slowly work their way down his shaft, enveloping his sex in a vacuum of warmth and moisture. "Yes please!" Cedric blurts 'Fuck, she's really not gonna stop for anyone else's sake, huh?'

"O...kay, sir," the pegasus replies awkwardly. "I'll just come back in a few minutes. Please, take your time." She places the drinks down on the table and trots off.

As Cedric continues to smile at the server while she passes by, his body is fighting over itself. While his brain is trying everything it can to persuade his heart and his dick from continuing, the small dosage of aphrodisiacs lingering in the atmosphere overpowers the control center, causing a system override in his thoughts. He wants to grab Fluttershy by the back of the head and pull her face to the hilt of his tool. He wants to feel true satisfaction while she's secretly sucking him off, but Brain still has a little bit of control and reasoning to tell him that that would attract unwanted attention. It would be wiser to let her continue at her own pace.

"Fluttershy, please, ya gotta hurry!" he whispers, hoping his mate was able to hear him through the bustle of the establishment. "I don't know when the waitress is gonna come back, so please make it quick."

She seems to listen as her lips grip tighter around his member and her movement speed begins to increase. Her head feels like a piston at this point, bobbing up and down with such vigor and such force, she would be able to coax out all of Cedric's precious fluids in no time.

"F-fuck! Fluttershy!" Cedric grunts.

His breaths become haggard and deep as the bold mare continues to please his phallus with all of her acquired oral skills; tongue, suction, and lip movement play into helping the aching human cum.

A wet pop from beneath the table brings back Cedric's thoughts of dread. The sound of Fluttershy's shifting dress and the feeling of two voluptuous globes pressing against the human's wet crotch blares an alarm in his head. 'Oh God, have mercy on my soul and my dignity,' he prays as his dick is swallowed by his mare's burning hot sex.

There's no point in fighting back now. All Cedric can do is allow Fluttershy to get her fill and they'll be home free. But for how long will be up to Fluttershy's actions.

The aphrodisiacal scents lingering in the air and the notion of being caught in such a dignified establishment only fuels the couple to continue their secretive romp with more vigor. Cedric emanates a soft moan to ease his boiling tension as Fluttershy continues to ram her wet snatch to the hilt of his groin, penetrating through the tight cervix. Warmth and relaxation envelop the human's cock and rise up his spine, filling him with a tingling sensation of elation. Small whimpers leak from the tight mare's muzzle as she tries her damndest not to explode with lust, but Cedric can't say the same.

"Fluttershy, I'm close!" he whispers.

Of course, Fluttershy responds by increasing her speed, but by doing so, she releases more whimpers of pleasure that are increased in volume. "Hurry...Cedric..." she mumbles, "Fill me...with your seed!"

Per her request, Cedric relaxes and discharges his load into the awaiting mare. Her walls tighten around his pulsating phallus, squeezing out all of his thick seed into her womb and filling her with warmth and euphoria. Even before Cedric can release the last few drops from his tip inside her, Fluttershy slumps off of his dripping tool and onto the wooden floor. Her heavy huffs of elation are like the outro to the beautiful, tame song she was just singing.

"Are you alright, sir?"

Cedric snaps back to reality as the waitress's concerned voice catches him off guard. He looks up at her, those concerned eyes analyzing his enervated form. Luckily the table cloth is still draped over his flaccid cock so she can't see the aftermath of what happened to him. Hopefully.

He straightens his posture at attention to show that he's fine and dandy, despite a few trickles of sweat running down his forehead. "I'm just fine, ma'am. These clothes are just not my cup of tea, that's all."

Her eyes, however, don't seem convinced, as they analyze Fluttershy's chair with oddity. "Has your date not come back from the restroom?"

A loud thump under the table answers her question, startling the waitress in the process. Fluttershy crawls back into her seat with a fork between her jaws. The perfect distraction from the original incident.

"Sorry, I dropped my fork," Fluttershy says with an innocent expression. "I think we're ready to order."

The waitress continues to stare at the couple, dumbfounded and probably a little disappointed that she didn't uncover some embarrassing activities. "Of course. What can I start you two off with?"

Twilight nearly collapses on the restaurant porch as her hoof temporarily satiates her burning lust. The invisibility spell is still holding up and her moans are muffled very well so as to not attract any attention from the dining patrons. She watches hungrily as Cedric and Fluttershy act as if nothing inconspicuous had happened before their waitress had arrived.

"Fluttershy, you lucky little mare," the princess whispers. "You're so lucky to have such a wonderful colt-friend to satisfy you every day." Her hoof rubs clockwise circles against her soft folds and her bulging clit, eliciting more aroused moans from her muzzle.

"I gotta get that dick in me. Oh, sweet Celestia!" A surge of pleasure shoots through the young alicorn's body as a jet of mare-fluids gushes forth from her cunt, drenching the wooden floorboards.

She rests upon the windowsill, her hindlegs barely able to keep her up as they lose their strength. Her mind is starting to blank as the last thing she sees is her friends having a post-sex romantic dinner.

"Table three, your Tomato Basil with—FUUUUCK!" a waiter screams as he slips on the princess's secreted fluids, sending foodstuffs and dishes into the air and crashing back down into the patrons below.

Twilight watches as the chaos unfolds and quickly, but stealthily, moves out of the crime scene and into the bustling streets of Canterlot.