Snickers: On the Road

Playing outside turned out to be okay in Stirge. The town came across a lot like Ponyville, except the buildings had wooden roofs and there were very few pegasi in the sky. Other foals joined in and accepted the travelers without any problems, only asking questions about their cutie marks and what Snickers hoped his would be.

Kiwe stayed on the sidelines with Cress watching like doting parents over their foals playing with unknown ponies in an unknown town. Gil had chosen to stay in the hotel with the egg, not caring about enjoying the evening surrounded by ponies. It was more important for him to preen his feathers than to spend time with the fillies and colts, and his attitude wasn’t helping.

While the others played, Diamond had awoken and chose to stay in, too; choosing to wait to wash until the others had returned. She, instead, took stock of their traveling supplies and spent a little time cooing at the unhatched griffon egg Gil was watching over.

The park they played at was one of three they learned about, but it was closest to the inn they were staying at, which made sense since they were going to be tired when they were done. After making fast friends with other foals, the hours passed quickly at the park and even Kiwe joined in some of the games while Cress watched from the sidelines.

Trying to talk to a couple of foals and adults turned her off from the idea of socializing. Being the first ‘vampony’ most had ever seen, the locals were understandably wary. Leading to the foals playing keep away, with the adults keeping a close eye on the bat filly that clearly stood out from the crowd with her leathery wings and fanged teeth.

Gradually, the stars emerged and parents began to call their foals in, leaving the group alone in the night. Snickers urged Silver Spoon to gather Diamond and Kiwe so they could stargaze as they watched the moon rise. Lying on some grass, the few friends began to tire as stars twinkled and shooting stars danced across the sky.

Eventually, some clouds drifted overhead, the untamed weather making itself known as clouds moved freely without pegasi intervention. They called it a night when yawns began spreading through them all, and they returned to the inn and decided who was going to bathe when. Snickers and his fillies chose to go first, too tired to play in the small tub. They quickly washed one another before retiring to their room and climbing back into bed together.

“Can we have sex again, sweetie?” Diamond asked, her tail flopping once against the bed.

“Too tired to mount you, maybe in the morning?” Snickers offered with an eye roll.

Silver gasped and sat up, climbing to sit on his belly. “My moms taught me about mares being on top! You just get hard and I’ll teach you both how it’s done… it can’t be that tough, right?”

Snickers looked at Silver, straddling him, and glanced aside at a hopeful Diamond, just before a stirring started that he couldn’t ignore. “It’s safe, right?” Snickers asked, looking up into wisteria eyes that promised pleasure.

…

Snickers awoke in a tangle of limbs, a rare thing given how both fillies seemed to, each night, want to hold him protectively. This morning though, he looked to his right to see Silver’s tail and to the left to find Diamond’s forehooves in his face. He chose Silver’s tail to turn towards, since startling a filly with hard hooves inches from his face seemed like a bad idea.

“Silver,” he said, poking her flank with his snout, “I gotta pee.”

Silver squeaked and turned over so her teats were in Snickers’ face, then she looked down herself at him. “Morning, sweetie,” she whispered. “Want me to go with you?” She asked as she twisted and scooted around to bring her muzzle to his. She pressed her lips to his and they let the moment linger before she pulled back, slipping her tongue back into her mouth as she swallowed.

“Huh? Uh, oh, yeah, I gotta use the toilet,” Snickers reiterated. Silver giggled and kissed him once more before she rolled away and off the bed, kicking the damp sheets and blankets off her as she went. Snickers followed, noting how Diamond was still asleep, after their before bed love making she’d passed out on him before Silver had even gotten a turn. Now Diamond was a mildly sweat-soaked mess with fur that needed proper grooming.

He shivered a little when he remembered what Silver had done with her lips and mouth a scant few hours earlier. Snickers shook his head as he followed Silver Spoon to the bathroom. “What did you girls do to me last night, Silver?” Snickers asked as they went into the hallway to the shared bathroom.

Silver looked back and flagged her tail exposing herself to him, catching Snickers’s eye. “Exactly what a mare is supposed to do to her stallion. I’m just glad we did everything right, one mistake and who knows what would have happened…” she let the thought linger as she pushed open the bathroom door. “Stud’s first,” she said, bowing slightly.

“I’m not a stud, I’m just me,” Snickers said, blushing a little as he passed her.

Silver shut the door behind them and waited as Snickers relieved himself, then she took her turn, making sure to keep an eye on the door for some reason. When they’d finished and were leaving, Trixie appeared from seemingly nowhere, scaring Snickers into a repressed scream.

“Damn, you’re so ugly without your illusion,” Snickers said, averting his eyes.

“And you’re a natural asshole,” Trixie snapped, glancing at her foreleg to make sure she was still blue, “leave Trixie alone, colt, or she’ll show you the respect you’ve earned from her, you disrespectful little shit!”

The duo’s ears folded back at her tirade and they quickly left the mare to her own devices as they rushed back down the hall to their room. “What was that about?” Silver finally asked when they felt safe enough to talk again.

“I think she might be hungover, did you smell her when she was yelling at me?” Snickers offered.

“I don’t make it a point to smell other mares, that’s not my problem. Maybe she got pregnant from last night and is just, like, hormonal, or whatever.” Silver offered.

Diamond lifted her head from the pillow she was on. “Who’s pregnant? I’m not pregnant, am I?” She asked.

“You’re not pregnant,” Silver said, leaving Snickers and returning to the bed to shake Diamond. “None of us are, it’s not the right time of year and our stallion is still too young to do his part in that.”

Diamond lay her head down again before yawning. “It feels so good, but it’s so exhausting practicing to make foals. I always thought Twist was joking when she said it felt great, but nopony ever said how much work it was. And, I dunno why, but I still want more.”

Silver smiled and looked back to Snickers, noting the need for all of them to brush again. “I’ve never heard of a stallion, or even a colt, going for as long as ours does. Not without magic or potions. Diamond, we hit the jackpot!”

Diamond raised a foreleg weakly. “Yay, jackpot.” Her leg dropped to the bed before she sighed and sat up, her beautiful mane; ragged and disheveled. The other two giggled at her messy mane, some tangled in her tiara. “What?”

“Your mane needs attention, Diamond,” Silver said, moving to her saddlebags. “Don’t worry sis, I’ve got you covered.”

“Herd sisters, not real sisters, right?” Snickers clarified somewhat jokingly as he went to get his own grooming kit.

“Like, what’s it matter? We’re yours and you’re ours, we’re a family now, especially after last night… several times last night,” Silver giggled.

Snickers didn’t react, instead he picked through his brush kit and moved to Silver and began brushing her face gently. “Hush and let me take care of you,” he said firmy. Silver went silent and sat still, allowing her stallion to groom her.

Diamond lay on her belly on the bed and watched the grooming for a moment before she used her forehoof to brush her bed mane down. “That’s so romantic,” she sighed. “We’re so lucky, aren’t we, Silver?”

Silver nodded curtly, moving as little as possible as Snickers brushed under her chin and began to work down her neck. She looked at Diamond before carefully working her jaw. “I don’t think I’ve ever been more in love than I have been right now.”

“Snickers, you do know that grooming a mare is a special somepony thing, right?” Diamond said as she settled back down.

“More than what happened last night?” He mused as he switched the brush from one hoof to the other.

“That’s different,” Diamond started, “that’s sexual, this is romantic, more than I think you understand. Didn’t you ever groom those blank-- er, crusaders you were with?” Diamond stammered.

The scathing look Snickers shot at her was enough to remind her that he was still a blank flank, and he meant more to her than some insults. “First of all, I’m still a blank flank, so don’t use that term. Second, I never groomed anypony before now, this is my first time. Mom, er, Rarity took me to the spa every other day, so it wasn’t a problem for me back there.”

Silver blushed and leaned aside to kiss Snickers on the cheek. “You’re the best colt ever-”

Just then, a hard rapping sound from the door cut off the rest of Silver’s speech as Cress called out; . “Hey, time to wake up! We’ve got to get ready to go, lovebirds.”

“We’re grooming, give us a few minutes!” Diamond shouted back.

“Sure, like it’ll matter when we’re sweating on the path,” Cress said flatly. “Hurry up, we’re going downstairs for breakfast and we all know you need food after last night’s… fun you had.”

The trio stopped what they were doing and they all blushed. “We don’t know what you’re talking about.” Diamond answered after a long few seconds of silence.

There wasn’t a reply, which made them more anxious about what was heard from their room.

Quickly attending to themselves, they brushed their manes into manageable styles before gathering everything they had used through the night. Silver groaned when she came across the absorbent pads she’d taken from her home, having hoped to use them to keep herself cleaner than she ended up being the morning after her first time.

Each foal knew they smelled like sex, but hoped if they ignored it nopony else would notice. “Maybe we can take a quick bath before we go to breakfast,” Diamond offered.

The others agreed, but gave up on the idea when they saw a line of four other ponies for the shared bathroom. They went downstairs fully prepared for the day and entered a medium sized dining room only for the half dozen creatures, their friends not included yet, to fall silent. Slowly, one pony they didn’t recognize began to clap.

Two more joined in and before two seconds passed the room was filled with clapping hooves. “Whoo-hoo, there’s the stallion we heard about!”
“I lost count after six times, my stallion can’t even go two!” A mare cheered.
“How are they walking after all that?” A stallion shouted, filling the room with laughter.

Trixie appeared from behind the embarrassed herd. “The Great and Powerful Trixie is impressed at your virility, young stallion, and is jealous of your fillies. Go forth into the dining room with your heads held high, for last night will go down in history!” She threw a foreleg up into the air as sparks followed its path.

The little herd tried to back out, only to bump into the other members of their group. “Oh, no you don’t,” Gil teased. “We had to hear you all through the night, you have to eat with us this morning and suffer with the teasing you’re gonna get.”

Snickers whimpered quietly enough to be heard just barely, but it was enough to earn him a shove from the side. “Buck up, Snickers,” Diamond said, standing as tall as she could, “this whole town is about sex and all that,” she leaned in closer to whisper to him, “let’s see if we can get a discount on breakfast.”

A minute later the whole group sat around a table while Trixie sat at another table, speaking about herself in full glory. “Ma’am, we’re ready to order,” Kiwe called out to the proprietor. The mare hurried over with a notepad in her magic and a strained smile on her muzzle.

“What can I get ya darlings?” She paused, as recognition dawned on her features, “Oh, ho, the trio that kept us up till late, or so I hear,” she teased and looked down at Snickers and his herd, sitting side by side on a bench seat.

“Yeah, that’s us. We’re really hungry after all that, can we get a discount or something free to recover our energy?” Diamond asked.

“Sorry, love, but the cleanup after all you did is going to cost us a load of laundry more than usual. I’ll say that one of you had a cute moan, though. Now, what’ll you have?”

Frowning, Diamond picked up her menu and glanced it over before ordering, the others at the table following suit.

“That was, like, the most humiliating thing I’ve ever heard,” Silver stated when the mare had turned away. “It was an unforgettable night, but, like, I wanna hide in the room forever now.”

“Do not have such shame for what you did, from what we heard it was splendid.” Kiwe rhymed.

“Yeah, you got hammered all night by this machine of a stallion here,” Gil winked at Silver Spoon and reached across the table and held a fist for a bump. Snickers glared at the offending offer. “Whatever, I think the whole inn knows about it. If you wanted to keep it a secret, you shouldn’t moan or make little horsey noises so much.”

Diamond scoffed and shoved the fist away. “Shut up, Gil. You haven’t even been with a mare, I bet.”

Gil sat back and nodded. “True, I prefer my hens to have wings, at least. Mares are too much work, from what I hear.”

Kiwe smirked aside at the gryphon between himself and Cress. “I agree.”

Gil looked down at the colt and snapped his beak. “It’s your fault I’m spending the next two months carrying this egg, so keep that huge horse cock to your own species.”

Kiwe grinned. “Your sister said I was better than any gryphon she’d ever had, you have every reason to be mad.”

Gil growled to himself and focused his attention on the spoon he’d just bent to ruin. “Dumb ponies and their…” he grumbled to himself.

“He’s just mad that pony cock is ten times bigger than gryphon cock,” Trixie said aloud from a table away. “Maybe we should compare sizes!”

The room full of ponies chuckled while Gil frowned. “Stupid mare,” he grumbled.

“Compare! Compare! Compare!” Trixie chanted, pounding her hoof on the table in good humor.

“Enough of that!” The inn owner shouted as she reentered the dining room. “I won’t have creatures flopping around in my dining room if I can help it. Mare, you keep it up and I’ll have to ask you to leave,” she turned to face Trixie.

Trixie’s grin didn’t fade. “The Great and Powerful Trixie will concede, but only because she’s hungry after having three stallions last night all to herself.”

“You had better have at least cleaned up before you sat down at that table, Miss Trixie,” the owner scolded. “I have a hard enough time keeping this inn clean with the nature of this town.”

Trixie laughed boisterously. “Trixie is nothing if not courteous to her gratious hosts, the Great and Powerful Trixie doesn’t leak like some first time fillies,” she said, looking pointedly at Snickers’s herd.

“Hey! He’s not even old enough to do that, yet,” Diamond shouted at Trixie.

Silver placed a forehoof on Diamond’s shoulder. “Diamond, use your manners and don’t let her get under your skin. We’re mares now, unlike some ponies.”

Trixie tittered and waved her forehoof at the table of travelers. “Let Trixie bask in her afterglow, foals.”

Diamond stood up on the table with her forehooves before she caught the looks she was getting from around the room. She realized she was being toyed with by a very immature mare, then she sat down and sighed. “Do we have to travel with her?” She asked openly.

“No, but we are going in the same direction…” Kiwe said.

“We’ll stay with her until the next city, then we can ditch her and go on our own adventure,” Snickers stated firmly.

The others around the table nodded their agreement. Gil tapped a talon on the table for attention. “So, was it really your first time last night?” He asked the herd.

Snickers nodded while the fillies leaned against him. “Yeah, why?”

“Well, I thought you were having sex since before I met you.” Gil said, holding the egg a little closer to himself.

“Why are you bringing this up now?” Silver Spoon asked. “It’s kinda weird.”

“Everything about this town is weird! Those mares I was talking to yesterday tried to get me to go to their house for a quickie before you showed up. I was asked three times to sire a baby by them before I left… I’ve never been so uncomfortable around sex my entire life,” Gil admitted. “Sure, sex is great, but I’ve never wanted a pony and never will. Not only that, but that bitch over there has a point… I don’t even know how my sister took all Kiwe had, it should’ve been way too big for her!”

Kiwe patted the gryphon on the side. “If you’d like, I can tell you about it.”

Gil’s wings nearly opened in shock. “No! The last thing I want to do is hear about you having sex with my sister!” Once again, the room fell silent as Cress shot him a glare and raised her eyebrows in exasperation. Gil panted and clicked his beak twice in frustration. “Where’s the food? I think I need to get a fly in before I go crazy.”

“Gil,” Silver said, tapping the fork on the table, “we just ordered. It’s gonna be a few minutes, at least.”

Gil groaned and looked up. “Gul, you so owe me for all of this.”

…

The meal was eaten quickly and the group returned to their rooms to gather their travel supplies. There was a knock on the door to Snickers’s room and Silver Spoon opened the door to see Trixie standing tall with her classic outfit on.

“Behold, the Great and Powerful Trixie has a message for you, colt. Come forward to receive it, please!” Trixie announced loud enough to be heard across the inn. Snickers frowned slightly at her but moved to greet her. “Before you speak, Trixie would like to apologize for how she greeted you this morning.

“Yes, Trixie is apologizing and means it. I should not have spoken to you in such a way and will buy you a special treat when we get to Frond, then she will leave you to your own devices as she has many other things to worry about beyond what some foals are doing,” she said and turned away.

“Uh, thanks, I guess,” Snickers said to Trixie’s tail.

“Trixie doesn’t need your appreciation, only your adoration. The next time there is a show Trixie performs, don’t leave in the middle of it!” She stated and trotted quickly down the hall.

Snickers shut the door and turned to his fillies. “I don’t like her.”

“I don’t think anypony does, sweetie,” Silver said. “Now, get your bags on and I’ll help you tighten them. We don’t want to drop anything while we’re on the road, do we?” She asked rhetorically.

Snickers slipped his bags on and exhaled sharply when the girth strap was cinched a little to quickly. “I don’t think I’ll lose anything, but thanks for cutting off circulation to my back half.”

Silver scoffed. “Don’t be a baby about it. Diamond, are you ready?”

Diamond slipped her shoes on her hooves and tapped the floor lightly. “You bet, sis. C’mon, honey, let’s go.”

The group met outside the inn in the warm summer morning. Dew glistened off flowers that had yet to be cut for sale and several ponies were still setting up shop for the day ahead of them. Following Snickers, the rest were led from the warm feeling of being in town to the cooler sensation of being in the untamed woods.

“Daddy!” Laxxie shouted from the bushes she’d rooted herself into over the night. “Am I going to be a sister? I felt your unions last night through our link and that’s how your kind make more, right?” She hopped around the herd happily.

Silver and Diamond looked over Snickers’s back to one another when Snickers stomped a hoof. “Laxxie! That’s inappropriate talk, and no; you’re not going to be a sister yet.”

Diamond and Silver grinned to one another. “Yet?” Diamond asked.

“I think he likes the idea, Diamond,” Silver sing-songed. “Snickers and his herd, sitting in a tree-”

“Stop it, please,” Snickers pleaded. “If this is how it’s going to be from now on, I swear I’ll let Aquelis dictate my sex life.”

“Wow, that’s harsh,” Cress grimaced. “Isn’t he some imaginary friend of yours? You’d take that thing’s advice over your own herd?”

Snickers sighed. “Aquelis is Mommy’s son, he lives in my head as a ghost… that just sounds so weird saying it.”

Laxxie stopped to face her father. “Daddy’s right, there’s two poines in his body, but only Daddy is the Alpha.”

Cress rolled her eyes and flapped her leathery wings. “Right, and I know Princess Luna personally. Are we done with this place? I’m done with this place.”

Snickers closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, then exhaled before turning back to the town. “We have to wait for Trixie, then we can leave.”

“What?! Why do we have to wait for that dumb blue pony when the path is literally right here!” Gil snapped, pointing to the rough road they were on.

“Because, we don’t know the way to Frond and having an adult with powerful magic would be a good thing to have until we get there.” Snickers stated factually.

“I’m flying ahead,” Gil said and opened his wings. He flapped twice and began to fly away, holding the egg swaddled to his body close with his talons as he gained height.

Kiwe was buffeted by the takeoff, but raised a foreleg to get Snickers’s attention. “Brother, I have news that may make you happy. I have been creating tools with my alchemy that will be quite helpful in our travels ahead.”

“Like what? More potions to keep our stallion sexually repressed?” Diamond snarked.
“It has become clear that those do not work, and magic fails after a short time with him. However, I have made various potions that will aide our escape from danger or keep danger at bay.” Kiwe said, adjusting his saddlebags. “I hope to not have to use any, but my mother, Oluwatabe, taught me how to craft some powerful potions… and I have a recipe book, too.”

“Your mom’s name is weirder than yours,” Silver said before she could stop herself. She covered her mouth with a hoof. “I’m so sorry, Kiwe, I didn’t mean to insult your mom.”

Kiwe waved her concern off and lit his horn, taking a small drawing from his left saddlebag. “This is how I remember my mother,” he said, turning a very well drawn sketch of a zebra mare smiling toward his friends. “She was a mystic in her tribe in Zebrica.”

“She’s very pretty,” Diamond said. Silver nodded in agreement.

Cress glanced at the drawing and her upper lip twitched as she turned to look back at the town.

Snickers smiled. “She’s probably a great fighter, too, right?”

Kiwe nodded and returned the picture to his bag. “She taught me how to fight, and when to use it; wrong or right.”

Suddenly, a plume of grey smoke billowed out between the remaining group and surrounded them. Laxxie growled like a timberwolf as she was enveloped along with the others. “Behold, the Great and Powerful Trixie has-” Trixie started as the fog was pushed away by her magic. She didn’t get a chance to finish as Laxxie had grown sharp teeth and lunged at the blue mage.

Wooden teeth sank into Trixie’s leg, startling everypony there, except Trixie herself. “Snickers, can you call your golem off of my leg?” Laxxie loosened her grip and Trixie pulled her foreleg free. “Dumb thing, that could have really hurt me!”

Laxxie’s little ears drooped at the scolding. “I didn’t know it was-”

Trixie scoffed. “Save it for a pony that cares. Trixie will have to have her leg looked at when we get to Frond, so until then, keep your timber fangs away from me.”

Laxxie whimpered while Snickers stepped up. “Leave her alone, Trixie. She didn’t do anything but protect us and your dumb fake leg is fine.”

Trixie lifted her head, exemplifiying her height over the colt. “Do not talk to Trixie about what that thing does, it is a wild beast at heart and Trixie won’t stand idly by as it gains a taste for her pony flesh.”

Snickers turned to Laxxie and patted her wooden back. “Did the mean pony there scare you? It’s okay, she’s just a showoff that doesn’t know any better.”

“Why you-” Trixie started.

“But, I’m sure she knows better than to do that again,” Snickers said, glancing pointedly at Trixie while still comforting Laxxie, “because next time she might get her real leg bitten into.”

Trixie used her magic to dispel the rest of the smoke from the area with a gust of wind. Everypony turned away and closed their eyes while Laxxie sniffled dryly and blinked the dust from her mystical vision.

Trixie huffed. “There, Trixie has cleared the air and we can go now. Follow her to Frond*, or don’t, the friend I intend to meet won’t care for you, so you can go your own way when we arrive. Perhaps you can find another adult to annoy on the next leg of your journey.”

The foals gathered themselves and followed after Trixie into the woods, somewhat begrudgingly. “Why’d she turn into such a bitch?” Diamond asked Snickers quietly.

“I think it has something to do with this town, maybe she didn’t have as much of a good time as she said.” He answered.

Diamond rolled her eyes. “She didn’t groom her tail, you can see all the sperm in it, for Celestia’s sake.”

Silver hushed them. “She was with three stallions last night, she said. Maybe it didn’t go that well and she’s… what’d mama call it? Pent up.”

Snickers snickered at the fillies. “Girls, maybe she’s just a bitch.”

Trixie’s ears perked up at his normal volume comment, but she didn’t turn around or offer any commentary.

“Brother, perhaps it is wise not to test her. She may leave us alone in these woods with only a path to follow without direction,” Kiwe offered.

“I’m not doing anything to anyone. I’m just saying some people are just jerks, others have moments. Maybe Trixie’s a really nice pony that just had a bad night.”

“Whatever,” Silver said with finality, “we aren’t going to know the answer, and I’m not letting this be the start to the day I became a mare! Snickers, tell us a story of where you’re from, that’ll be interesting.”

“Or we can sing a traveling song,” Kiwe offered from the rear of the group.

“Oh, hell no! I’m not singing some heart song, not if I can help it,” Snickers said.

“It doesn’t have to be a heart song, honey,” Diamond said, “we can sing any normal song, you know.”

“I’ll just tell a story, okay? Let’s see…”