“You gotta really flap ‘em hard!” shouted Rainbow Dash, Twilight Sparkle’s personal flying coach. Twilight nodded at Rainbow, who was easily hovering with her while she struggled to stay aloft. Twilight caught a glimpse of Dash’s approving smirk and for a moment time seemed to slow.

She realized that was because she’d lost control and was rapidly flipping over into a tree branch that was hosting a soon-to-be disgruntled bird and its nest. Her instructor was great, she couldn’t get anyone better, except perhaps her mentor, Princess Celestia, who was too busy preparing for her own part in the upcoming Summer Sun Celebration.

Twilight impacted the tree and stars filled her vision, an angry bird pecked at her head. Groaning, she lifted her head and the twiggy crown she wore. She unsteadily made her way to the ground, landing more gracefully than before on the soft soil.

At least, that’s what she tried to do. Instead, her stiff, ruffled, aching wings barely gave the lift required to make her wobbly impact of the ground only slightly less unpleasant than it would’ve been had she not sprouted wings. “I really, really, should have done actual practice last month instead of reading Theoretical Applications of Hypothetical Teaching Methods for Pegasi Flight: Physicians Guide. Volume 4.”

Rainbow, who had been doing her best not to cringe at her adorkable student, needed to be gentle with her. She couldn’t dash her friend’s hopes when the celebration was mere days away. “Eh, maybe not quite that hard…” She said, removing the angry bird’s nest from her friend’s head and returning it to its branch.

“Y’all were lookin’ mighty fine up there before ya crashed, Princess Twilight!” Applejack said as she trotted over to Twilight.

“Applejack, you know you don’t have to call me that. It’s ok if other ponies want to call me ‘Princess’, but not my friends. It just doesn’t feel right.” Twilight said.

Rainbow touched down with all the ease you’d expect from the perfect coach like her, “Hey! Princess or not, you can’t spend all day down here if you want to get better! Even Fluttershy’s a better flier than you… Fluttershy!” She said, before realizing the mare in question was no more than a few hooves away. “Eheh, no offense though.”

“Oh, don’t worry about me Dashie.” Fluttershy looked at Twilight’s form, “Um, but maybe… You should…” She mumbled something incomprehensible after that.

Twilight sighed, “Fluttershy you’re my friend, you can tell me anything, remember? You don’t need to treat me differently just because I’m a princess now. I’m still the same pony you met when Nightmare Moon returned.”

Fluttershy smiled, her hair parted back just a touch, allowing Celestia’s sun to warm her slightly pink cheeks. “Well, I was thinking, if it’s alright with you of course, that maybe you should rest a little?”

“But I can’t rest. Not when the Summer Sun Celebration is two days away and I keep crashing and the princesses are counting on me to do my part as the newest princess and what if I crash at the ceremony and it’s ruined and every-“She felt a hoof press into her lips mid-rant.

“You won’t be ready at this rate if you don’t get back to it! Now, get up there and show everypony the big finish!”

Twilight gave a nod and took to the skies again, flapping her wings as hard as she could. It all felt right, the wind against her face, fur, month-old wings. It was perfect, and each pass above her friends took her to new heights while they cheered her on from the ground. She let out a triumphant cry, “Woohoo!” She wondered what Rainbow thought about her flying…

She shook her head, she couldn’t keep getting distracted with tha— She slammed into a cloud at full speed, bursting through into a second, third, fourth, fifth. Each uncontrolled slam ruffling and bending and breaking her feathers, ruining all possibilities of maintaining controlled flight.

She burst through the last cloud, trying to land, she found herself suddenly rocketing into a loop, her wings doing anything but what she wanted. This isn’t the routine! THIS IS NOT THE ROUTINE! She mentally shouted, picking up speed in a steep glide before plowing a fresh furrow into the Canterlot soil.

Her friends were quick to her side. She snorted and gave her mane a quick shake, loosening the dirt that had made its home there, as well as anywhere else on her head. Two Fluttershys before- Wait… Two? She rubbed her throbbing temple with a hoof and waited for her vision to settle. Fluttershy’s double, or perhaps it was Fluttershy, asked “Oh, Twilight! Are you alright?” She set a hoof on her friend’s withers.

“She better be! How’s she going to perform if her wings are busted?!” Rainbow shouted from behind, looking over Twilight’s wings. Feeling all along the relevant muscles and tendons for irregularities. Her search for possible broken bones being much, much more touchy than Fluttershy’s comforting touch.

“Y-yeah I’m f-fine—” Twilight’s cheeks flushed slightly “—it was just… unexpected is all... I’m fine, really.” Twilight said, gasping at the foreign-yet-wonderful feeling of her wings being examined and grabbed and moved by Dashie.

She’d entered a state of trance when Rainbow spoke up, “You didn’t break anything at least. So that’s a relief.” Rainbow tilted her head. “Uh, Hoofston to Sparkle, come in Sparkle.”

Twilight was snapped out of her trance. “Whu-? No wha- I’m fine!” Her face now a furious crimson. Wait, Dashie was referencing the book she gave her! Eeeeee!

“What’s up with you, Twi? You were doing so well until you weren’t.”

Twilight shot a pleading look to Fluttershy, hoping the demure mare would do something to save her from having to answer. Nothing would be worse than telling Dash that thinking about her was making her crash.

To her relief, Fluttershy did do something. The mare took one look at Twilight’s wings and grimaced. “When was the last time you preened your wings?”

Rainbow looked at Twilight’s feathers, “Woah! I can’t believe I didn’t notice that until now! I’m actually surprised you were able to fly with your wings in that condition.”

Twilight blushed, “Well, all the pegasus biology and anatomy books say that it’s recommended to preen once a day. So, I’ve been doing it every morning. But… I suppose that I might not be doing things correctly.”

Dash chuckled at that, “I’ll say…” Her sentence trailed off as she thought of something, her voice lowering into a husky tone. “Hey Twi, if you want, Flutters and I could help you preen.”

Twilight, oblivious bookworm that she was, completely missed the Rainbow’s change in tone and body language and simply responded, “I’m sure I’ve just been overlooking some step or detail. It’s really nothing you need to worry about.”

Fluttershy rested a hoof on her withers once again, “There’s no shame in asking a close friend for help with something like— something like preening.”

“Girls, please. I promise: If I can’t do it on my own, I’ll come see you two for help first thing, ok?” The two pegasi shared a glance and shrugged. You can lead a pony princess to first rate preening but you can’t make her drink, or something like that.

Meanwhile overhead, Celestia had moved the sun to its late evening position and the girls plus Spike went off to their respective rooms in the castle. Applejack broke off into her room first, then Rarity, Pinkie Pie, and finally Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy. Twilight and Spike were left to make the trek down the cool winding stone hallways of the castle to their old student dorm. Well… More of a suite really, but on parchment, her room was classified as a dorm, and it’s important to be factual. Though that’s hard to do when rooms aren’t just rooms.

“So you’re seriously not going to ask for help?” Spike asked, sitting on the edge of his bed.

“I already said I’d get help if I couldn’t do this on my own, Spike.” Twilight said while she cleared a space around her.

Spike looked at the mess of blankets and pillows on the floor, “Would you like more pillows for your nest?”

“Har har, very funny. If you do actually want to help, could you find Graymane’s Anatomy: Volume Three and Bridgemare’s Constructive Anatomy, please?” Argh. This really does look like a nest... She thought.

Spike got up and looked for the books. “At least I only have her suitcase to look through instead of a literal library.” He thought, chuckling to himself. “Let’s see,” he mumbled to himself, “Oiling for Dummies, Primaries and You, Swift Wind’s 12 Step Guide for— not it. Nope!” Tossing books from the self-replenishing stack in the suitcase, Spike growled. “Darn it Twilight! We talked about this!”

Twilight blushed. She may have been somewhat guilty of casting a teensy weensy voidspace spell to pack more books than she said she would. It’s not like it’s that big of a deal anyway, wing maintenance is hard! Especially when the darned things won’t listen to you when you try to preen them.

After assembling a pile three-times the size of the suitcase, Spike finally found them: a musty medical tome reminiscent of ancient manuscripts at least a hoof thick; and a much lighter paperbound book of illustrations and diagrams, held together by tape and hope.

Spike sat by, idly snacking on a bowl of rubies while Twilight got started.

“Ok, first step: The subject will nuzzle their muzzle into the uropygial gland located on the ventral side of the wing nearest to the joint between the humerus and scapula.” Twilight followed through with the action, coating her muzzle in the slick preening oil. An act reminiscent of Spike smelling his armpits after a shower. “Second step- actually no skip that, and that, and that… Second step: The subject then distributes the oil to their feathers, ensuring each is sufficiently lubricated while cleaning them in the process.” Twilight followed with the book, oiling her primaries, secondaries, and the coverts, while going back for more oil when her muzzle ran dry. Soon, all her feathers on both wings were ready for the next step.

“Careful, you always get thrown off by this next part.” Twilight, who’d been busy moving her primaries into place let out a huff, “Gee, thanks- ow. for the- ow. words of- ow! Encouragement. Ouch!”

Knowing what was to come, Spike pulled himself to his feet. “I’m going to the kitchens. See ya.”

“What?! Why now? You really don’t want to stay and help?”

“As much as I want to, it’d be a million times better if you got somepony who actually has wings to help you.” He spotted a single hair springing away from the rest of the mane. “Besides, you’re impossible to help once you get like this.”

“No I’m not!” Twilight’s wings flared out. Great. Now they’ll be stuck like that for the rest of the night. Maybe I should get Dashie or Fluttershy to help me… She could feel her face heating up. No, no, I can’t go to them like this. I’ll just get their help in the morning. “Well, Mr. Expert, if you know so much more than I do, why don’t you show me how to do it yourself?”

Spike mimed a gag, sticking his tongue out and pointing a claw into his open mouth, “No way! That oil is gross!”

Twilight relented, “Ok, I’m sorry. But you’d be snappy too if something so simple was so hard. It doesn’t help that these wings stop doing what I say once I get started! It’s like they have a mind of their own!” She gestured to her stiff semi-erect wings.

Spike simply shrugged, “That’s why I’m glad dragons don’t have feathers. If you want my advice, I think it’s not supposed to hurt when you do it.” With that, he was on his way to pilfer gems from the kitchens.

An hour passed. Or maybe it was two… Three? Twilight lost track of time; it could’ve been as little as 5 minutes; the result was the same. She was still in the middle of her nest of rumpled blankets and wildly strewn pillows; her wings weren’t any better.

“Ok! Ok-ok-ok-ok, ok! I can just do this again! ‘First step: The subject will nuzzle their muzzle into the uropygial gland-” She skimmed through the paragraph she’d read and reread countless times that night while cross referencing the artist’s anatomy book to the side of the tome. “SO! Just stick my nose into my wingpit! So easy a foal can do it!”

“Next step… No. Not that one. Did that… Ehhhh- Oh, here we go.”

“The subject then observes their feathers carefully… irreparable damage… plucking… a source of discomfort or pain and is generally avoided outside of social contexts.”

She sighed in defeat. She was going to need Fluttershy or Rainbow to help her.

Her wings shot out, locking into place. Damnit, and they were just starting to go down too!

The corridors of the castle were gently lit by the cool glow of Luna’s moon. Twilight ignored the delicate beauty of the full moon and focused on getting to Fluttershy’s room as soon as possible. Fortunately, the halls were just wide enough to accommodate her generous wingspan, but that didn’t stop her wings from brushing against the smooth limestone walls. Each moment of accidental contact reminded her of her embarrassing ineptitude at basic wing maintenance. She tried in vain to pull her wings to her side. They’d always gotten so stiff before, during, and after preenings, but tonight they felt like diamonds.The long walk to Fluttershy’s guest room was supposed to help with that stiffness. Usually, after enough time her wings would return to her control, even if the wait would make her restless at times. This time, however, it seemed to be the opposite. The thought of having somepony else to help her, to touch her wings, made them impossible to control.

I hope Fluttershy or Rainbow Dash are still up. I hope Fluttershy or Rainbow Dash are still up. I hope Fluttershy or Rainbow Dash are still up. Her inner monologue chanted with each step closer to Fluttershy’s room.

Twilight finally, finally, reached Fluttershy’s room and knocked. “Fluttershy!” She whisper-shouted, “Are you awake? I need your help!” she said as her knocking advanced to gentle pounding on the thick door. She waited, but nopony came. She knocked again. No response.

“Ughhh don’t tell me she’s asleep!” At least Rainbow’s room isn’t too far away. She thought as she set off towards her room.

She thought about how she’d ask Rainbow for help. How it might feel when she nuzzled into her and gently tugged on her feathers with her teeth, straightening them out. The memory and feeling of her hooves on her wings and back flashed into her mind. She stumbled after noticing she’d nearly passed right by Rainbow’s door.

Twilight raised a hoof, ready to knock on the door, yet she paused. Her face reddened. Why was it reddening? She wasn’t embarrassed so wh- Oh of course, she’d been holding her breath. But why was she holding her breath? She knocked and the sound of shuffling ponies— Ponies? Rainbow Dash had the room to herself; Spike and herself were the only ones to share a room, weren’t they?

“Twilight? What are you…” Rainbow trailed off at the sight before her. Just outside her room was her friend. In the hours between when she last saw her, Twilight had gone from slightly frazzled to a crazed mare with a desperate need in her eyes. Her wings fully flaring, feathers out of place or bent and broken. Her fur matted with sweat and oil; her mane was no better off, the normally straight mane frizzing and sticking up everywhere.

Rainbow could only chuckle at the sight. Whistling, she said, “You got it bad, huh?”

Twilight blinked and realized Rainbow had asked her a question. “I- need your help. I tried going to Fluttershy for help but she didn’t answer so I think she’s asleep so I came here to you and I can’t control these wings and it doesn’t help that they’ve been getting so stiff when I try to preen and I can’t do anything without it hurtin—”

A hoof interrupted her rant, “Don’t worry Twi, you came to the right place. Come inside and we’ll help you out.” She turned and walked into her room, swishing her tail as she went.

“We?” Twilight trailed off, following her friend inside where she found Fluttershy resting on some cushions. She was about to ask what Fluttershy was doing here when she stepped hoof in a small puddle on the floor. Is this preening oil? It has a different viscosity so it might not be. Why is Fluttershy blushing? Oh! She must have spilled some water and forgot to clean it up. Why’s Dashie giving me that look? “What’s with the loo-” Her wings caught on the furniture and she stumbled.

“Oh my, are you alright Twilight?” Fluttershy got up and made her way past Rainbow to Twilight. She rested a hoof on her withers and stroked her back down to the leading edge of her wing. “You just look so pent up. Do you get like this every time you preen?”

“I- No… Well, not usually. It’s just… The thought of either of you helping me with this just seemed to make it all worse. I can’t make these go down at all! They usually go down after a while but what if they don’t and I have to try and fly like this?!”

“Well we can’t have that! We have to get started right away!” said Dash. The two pegasi led twilight to the center of the room and sat her down. Fluttershy nuzzled into Twilights wingpit while Rainbow Dash took to the opposite side and did the same, though not nearly as long as Fluttershy.

Twilight in the meantime, was having difficulty keeping her focus on any one thing. Fluttershy nibbling her feathers; Rainbow plucking the damaged ones, filling her with relief she didn’t know she needed. When one mare stopped, the other doubled her efforts to make up the slack. Every exhale gently tickling the sensitive feathers.

The pure intimacy of it all! It was almost too much, her anatomy books described mutual preening as sometimes being done by friends or family but she never once imagined it could be like this!

“This is…” She trailed off as the feeling of Dash’s hoof on her back interrupted her train of throught. “Whu-huh?”, the dignified princess asked as her finely toned friend nibbled on her ear, sending little shivers down her spine. Happy sighs escaped her as Rainbow massaged the stiff muscles between her wings, melting into her every touch. In this moment, she felt content. Wanting more, needing it even, but happy to live in the moment. Fluttershy’s tender touch took Twilight away from the troubles of the world. Rainbow’s nibbles and licks, kept her attention on how good it felt.

While Flutters was busy oiling the back of her right wing and plucking broken feathers with the gentleness that Twilight lacked, she said “Preening is a lot more touchy than I read…” I didn’t know it could feel so good either…

Fluttershy, furiously blushing, traced her tongue across the leading edge of Twilight’s wing, up her shaking body and ending on her face. Her left hoof pulled back the princess’ head and brought it into her own. Twilight’s horn tilted now to her left which put Rainbow Dash in the perfect position to give it a nice tantalizing lick. The alicorn’s face was one of pure bliss. Her eyes rolled back, eyelids fluttering with every new sensation. She bit her lip, she really, really, needed more. She could only groan as Dash gave a sultry tease “Preening’s the warmup.”

Fluttershy whispered into Twilight’s ear, “Would you like to go further?”

Twilight, whose lavender cheeks were burning red just quietly muttered, “Yes! Yes, yes yes yes-” Interrupted by a kiss, she felt as though her muzzle was on fire. The tongue of one of her friends was gently prodding at her lips, asking for entry. She wondered who was kissing her, gently opening her eyes, she found Dashie’s own magenta eyes flooding her view. Her’s were lost to a half-lidded expression. As Twilight parted the gates that were her teeth, she felt herself being simultaneously pushed and pulled down by Rainbow and Fluttershy respectively.

Rainbow Dash was kissing her. Her friend was kissing her! Breathing was hard, getting harder as the kiss went on. How do you kiss and breathe at the same time? How do you not mess everything up? How do you make it as good for them as it is for you? I wish there was a book on kissing your friends.

Fluttershy stroked Twilight’s cheek, “Little breaths.” Her arousal soaked into Twilight’s lower back as she pulled her down until she was reclining against her. Twilight felt this and rubbed her back into it, eliciting soft moans from Fluttershy while Rainbow went further with the kiss, moving beyond Twilight’s lips, kissing her ears and chest fluff, nibbling her shoulder and neck. She left Twilight with Dashie who was now pinning the princess to the floor in a makeout session that reminded her of her first time with Dash. A dampness trickled down Fluttershy’s legs as she grabbed a red ribbon, remembering how Dashie would use it on her in the past, doing whatever she wanted while she was all tied up and helpless.

Meanwhile, Rainbow savored everything about Twilight, her starstruck expression, the heat on her cheeks, her soft fur meshing with her own, and the overwhelmingly cute submissiveness of the princess’ tongue. Rainbow easily overpowered her and before long had dampened the fur on Twilight’s midsection. She broke the kiss leaving a thin trail of saliva between their lips as she slowly pulled away. Rubbing her pussy into Twilight’s barrel, she looked over to see Fluttershy holding the ribbon in her wings. While Fluttershy tied and bound Twilight’s forelegs together, Rainbow kissed her way down Twi’s body. Starting from the neck, reaching her chest, midsection, the wet spot on her abdomen, and stopping just above the waist.

Rainbow moved off her, leaving a sticky sopping mess on her chest. Twilight tried following Rainbow’s movements, but was interrupted by her vision going white. Fluttershy was sucking her horn. Her tongue played in the smooth sensitive grooves that channeled her magic. The grooves she licked softly lit in pulses. Her vision returned just as Rainbow shoved her snout into her snatch. Twilight groaned as Rainbow ate her out. Licks hitting her clit whenever it’d wink out, every moment of contact making her horn glow brighter in Fluttershy’s mouth.

“G-girls! Ah~” She moaned, her head swimming in ecstasy. When Rainbow pushed in deeper with her muzzle, Fluttershy would pull back off her horn. Her legs quivered and the ones that weren’t bound by ribbon latched onto Rainbow’s back and pulled her in deeper, locking her muzzle in her snatch while her winking clit ground itself into her nose. Rainbow took it as a challenge and dove deeper, aiming for Twi’s G-spot. When she came up for air, Flutters took her horn down to its base.

Twilight gasped, she came as Fluttershy swallowed her whole horn in one swift motion. Her moans died down as the two pegasi pulled off her, Rainbow Dash stood tall over Twilight, her perfect body blocked out the room’s ceiling lights so she could see every bit of her sweat glistened fur. “Twi, you weren’t just going to leave us hanging were you?”

The princess felt a soft touch lift one of her legs up, she glanced down to see Fluttershy getting ready to scissor her. Fluttershy made eye contact with Twilight and froze, “Oh! Uhm, if it’s alright with you i’m going to- i’m g-going to…”

She looked to Dash for help. She whispered in her ear, “It’s ok, we talked about this, you can try being more dominant here. We won’t be upset.”

Fluttershy then swallowed before returning her attention to Twilight, “I’m g-going to scissor you and there’s nothing you can d-do about it.” She said, her volume diminishing with each word, finishing with a near inaudible “Bitch.”

Before Twilight could say anything to that, a hoof gently tilted her head upwards and she was transfixed by Rainbow Dash. “Eye’s up here Twi; how’re you supposed to eat me out if you’re distracted by Flutters?” She leaned down to the princess’ ear and gave it a gentle nibble. “This can be a regular thing you know. All you have to do is nail your practice routine tomorrow~” She whispered. Pulling her head up again she was amused to see Twilight’s utterly awed face shift into a gasp at the feeling of Fluttershy grinding her pussy into Twilight’s. The normally demure pegasus losing all inhibitions at the feeling of it.

Dash booped Twilight’s nose before sitting down on her, plunging her pussy on the princess’ mouth. For her part, Twilight wasted no time in lapping at the athlete’s soaking wet pussy. Rainbow’s pussy tasted of fresh morning dew and gym rags. She kept lapping at the pussy over her, savoring every bit of it and suckling on the clit when it presented itself to her eager tongue. Her lungs burned but she pushed on, missing every opportunity to breathe that Rainbow gave her until the edges of her vision faded into black and she passed out in a cum coma.

Rainbow looked down at the passed out pony princess. “Wait, were you not breathing that entire time?! Twilight, you adorable dork…” She said, stroking her cheek with a hoof, bringing a smile to Twi's unconscious face as she did so.

Rainbow strode over to Fluttershy, “Looks like it’s just you and me now, Flutters.” Fluttershy looked up and saw Twilight’s unconscious form, “Oh my! Will she be alright?”

“She just got a little over-fixated and forgot to breathe, is all. I think her training will have to cover more than just flying.”

“Do you really think she’ll want to do this again?”

“Just look at her!” Rainbow Dash gestured to Twilight’s twitching sleeping form, “She’d be crazy not to.”

“Well… Do you want to keep going?”

Dashie answered her with a chaste kiss, “With you Flutters? Anytime.” Fluttershy giggled, “W-well then, why don’t you lay down and let me take care of you?”

“You’re getting better at that you know~” Dash said as she laid down. Flutters sat her ass down on Dash’s face and began eating her pussy out, hoping that Rainbow’s pussy juices would quench the burning flames of lust that’d turned her face a deep red while her love was reciprocated by the smothered Rainbow Dash.

The two lapped at each other, both suckling on their lover’s love buds and drinking up the nectar that poured out. Fluttershy was the first to cum, her cum soaking deep into Dashie’s muzzle,

“F-fuckin’ finally.” Dash moaned as she no longer held back on her own orgasm. The two pegasi now fully spent and exhausted rested in their lewd positions. The musky scent of Fluttershy’s pussy was almost enough to guide Rainbow into a deep sleep and likewise for Fluttershy, but both were stirred by soft moans coming from Twilight.

Fluttershy gently walked over to Twi and kissed her on the cheek, without a word she untied the ribbon and sat down directly in front of her nethers. “Oh Twilight, you’ve been so wonderful!” She took a hoof and massaged the princess’ mound. Twilight, who had just barely regained consciousness, was struggling to maintain it at the new stimulation. “Haaaaaaahh” she moaned. “If you’d like Twilight, you can sleep here with us tonight.” She cooed.

“D-dah ahah. B-but hnnng. What a-about sp-sp ah!” She came in Fluttershy’s hoof. “Oh, he’s a very mature baby dragon, I’m sure he won’t mind sleeping by himself.” She licked Twilight’s mare-cum off her hoof, savoring its taste and holding it in her mouth. She cradled Twilight’s head in one hoof and pressed their lips together. Twilight’s parted with ease and soon, she was tasting her own cum as Fluttershy fed it to her. Their two tongues dancing and savoring the tangy evidence of pegasi-alicorn love making.

“I- I suppose I could stay the night.” Twilight said, having regained some of her senses after breaking the passionate kiss. Rainbow Dash helped Twilight get up, the princess’ legs feeling like Jello.

After several minutes of slow, shaky, walking to the bedroom, the trio flopped onto the bed. Fluttershy got on first, followed by Twilight who had to be pushed up by Rainbow Dash. Twilight, now at the center of the bed, found herself being cuddled and nuzzled by her two friends.

“You know Twi, this doesn’t have to be a one-time thing.” Rainbow whispered in much the same way that Fluttershy talks.

“What do you-”

A butter-yellow hoof shoved itself into Twilight’s mouth. “Twilight,” Fluttershy started, “would you like to join our flock?” Twilight scrunched her face for a moment. After all, what did birds have to do with… Her eyes widened, she magicked Flutter’s hoof away.

“You… You don’t mean…”

“We do, don’t we Dashie?” Dash stroked Twilight’s side with her wing.

“We’re serious. I know I don’t like overly sappy, lovey dovey romantic stuff but… Flutters and I both like you ok? Like, like-like you!” She paused, “Oh and if you tell Rarity or Applejack I said any of that I’ll make you regret it! So don’t, capisce?”

Twilight said nothing, nodding only to acknowledge Rainbow’s threat. She thought of that night and how nice it was, and how much the two meant to her as friends. She hadn’t thought of them like that before. Tartarus, she hadn’t thought of anypony like that before. Maybe she was just too busy or oblivious or buried in a book to notice the growing feelings she had towards her friends.

“Twilight?” An abnormally nervous Rainbow interrupted her thoughts.

“Yes.” Twilight quietly responded.

“What?”

“I… I can’t deny that I have feelings for you too, both of you. My answer is yes.” She found herself being crushed between Dash and Shy in a hug. “G-girls.” She wheezed, “Can’t. Breathe!” The two released her and kissed her all over. The three settled in together, excited to sleep as lovers.

Author's Note

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