Zecora dipped her hoof into the swirling cauldron, doing a small taste test of her latest brew, until the front door of her hut unceremoniously burst open.

“You.”

Having the former queen of the changelings barge through your front door, glaring daggers at you, and saying “You” with pure venom in her voice would turn most ponies into jelly.

Thankfully, Zecora was not most ponies, simply looking up at Chrysalis with a snide smirk. “Behind your eyes is quite a fire, have I done something to draw your ire?”

“You know exactly what you’ve done, damnit!” Chrysalis hissed. “And if you know what’s good for you, you’ll make it stop!”

Zecora turned her head as the corner of her lip turned up. “I’m afraid you’ll have to be more clear, there’s plenty of reasons why you’d come here.”

Chrysalis stomped her hoof, taking another step towards Zecora. “I’m talking about every single time one of those fools gets eliminated!”

“Ah, so that’s what made you come this way,” Zecora nodded. “Some of my finest work, I’d have to say.”

“Oh, I have plenty to say, too!” Chrysalis growled. “I know this is to try and put the changelings at an unfair advantage! Making it so that every single sexy moment gets witnessed as if we were there ourselves…”

The accusation made Zecora raise an eyebrow. “So you’re trying to give me flak, for what you perceive a targeted attack? This seems completely out of the blue, the other players see the same things, too!”

“You think I’m not aware of that? It just seems obvious that some zebra wanted to handicap the changelings and get away with it!”

Zecora kept her cool, still not raising her voice or even showing a hint of fear. “And because of that, you’ve blown a fuse. You think I’ll cause the changelings to lose?”

“Not unless I can help it! I’ll make sure we prevail, even if it’s stacked against us!” Chrysalis declared triumphantly.

“Your issue with me is far overblown. If a changeling loses, the fault is their own.” Zecora huffed, before smirking again. “Though perhaps I’ve gotten it wrong, and your faith in changelings isn’t that strong.”

Chrysalis’s eye twitched. “What!?”

“You doubt yourself in this game, and try to find someone else to blame. That is why you’re not so sure, your fellow changelings will endure.”

“Don’t try to play therapist with me, Zecora!” Chrysalis slammed her hooves down on the lips of the cauldron. “I know for a fact that Ocellus and Pharynx are doing just fine right now!”

“I believe the words you say,” Zecora said, gently pushing Chrysalis’s hooves off. “Though we can find out for ourselves right away.”

“With what, another potion?” Chrysalis sarcastically asked, rolling her eyes. “No thanks.”

Ever patient, Zecora simply shook her head. “To see what will transpire, a look in the cauldron’s all I require. This way, we can easily check, if they are as strong as you say, or a nervous wreck.”

Chrysalis’s forehead wrinkled up in confusion as Zecora started adding different spices and vials into the cauldron without skipping a beat. As she began stirring, the swirling liquid started becoming much more colorful, perhaps a bit too colorful for Chrysalis’s liking, but what she saw in the ripples and swirls of the cauldron was unmistakably the image of the hive, and more importantly, Pharynx and Thorax.

“Where ya going, Pharynx?” Thorax asked, watching his brother walking away from the hive.

“...None of your business,” Pharynx stated curtly, his wings buzzing as he tried to take off.

“Lemmie guess…Fillydelphia?”

Just before Pharynx flew off the ground, he froze in place, jaw agape at Thorax’s guess. “N-No?”

Thorax’s eyes lit up with mischievous excitement. “Oh, well that’s a shame. I heard it was going to be pretty nice there today.”

“Yeah? Well maybe you should be going there yourself,” Pharynx tried to play it cool, not wanting to look back at his younger brother.

“Oh? Well maybe I will!” Thorax chuckled. “Ember’s been telling me a lot about the Dragontown district!”

“Uhuh…”

“She’s been telling me about how Spike has been going there to hang out with Mina. Did you know Spike’s been taking trips to Fillydelphia like, once a month?”

Pharynx’s ears naturally perked up, but he quickly put them back down. “It’s news to me…”

“Yeah, him and Mina make a pretty cute couple!” Thorax nodded. “Kind of a shame that she’s already taken, though.”

“Wait, with who!?” Pharynx instantly turned around, putting a hoof on Thorax’s chest.

“HA! I knew it! You liiiike her!” Thorax grinned, casually pushing Pharynx’s hoof back down.

“I-I do not! That didn’t prove anything!” Pharynx insisted, clenching his teeth as his cheeks started to burn up.

Thorax confidently strutted to the edge of the hive, getting ready to fly off. “So, you won’t mind if I go over to Fillydelphia to ask her what Mina thinks of you?”

“DON’T YOU DARE!”

Thorax’s smug grin grew wider, silently staring at Pharynx with waggling eyebrows.

“I…you…s-shut up!” Pharynx stuttered and stumbled over his words trying to think of a way to get that smug grin off Thorax’s face.

Thorax stepped aside, gesturing his hoof to the wide open air. “Well, if you like her so much, why don’t you spend some time with her!”

“No way!” Pharynx scoffed. “So you can gossip more with Ember while on another secret date of yours?”

“Date?! E-Ember’s just a friend!” Thorax stammered, now on the backfoot.

Pharynx rolled his eyes. “Yeah, I can tell by the dumb look in your eyes whenever you see her.”

“Oh, the same look in your eyes when I saw you come home from Fillydelphia the first time?”

A whirling flash of magic enveloped Thorax, his body instantly transforming into a bipedal dragon as the magic passed over him. “Oh Pharynx! You’re so cool and I’m soooo needy!” Thorax pleaded, his voice perfectly imitating Mina’s.

“Thorax, you better stop it now before I pound you!” Pharynx threatened, his hind hooves shuffling to try and suppress his growing erection.

“Oooh, I hope you do pound me!” Thorax giggled, turning around to get on his hands and knees. “I’ve been a reeeeaaal bad dragon…”

Pharynx turned his head to look away, but his eyesight kept trailing back to the way Mina’s butt kept rhythmically swaying back and forth.

“Come on, Pharynx, you know you wanna try the scalie side…”

“Alright, that’s it. You wanna go? Let’s fucking go!” Pharynx growled.

Thorax chuckled to himself, lifting his tail up high. “Be gentle with me, will you?”

“Oh you’re not getting gentle at all!”

Thorax’s heart skipped a beat. That didn’t sound like Pharynx’s voice at all. He tried to turn around to confirm his suspicions, but quickly got a pair of fingers inserted into his dragon pussy. “Kyaaaaaaaaa!”

Thorax finally managed to roll onto his back to see that Pharynx had transformed into Ember. “If nothing else, at least you’ll make for good practice…” He smirked, sliding his fingers around in Thorax’s pussy.

“Nnngh…d-don’t get too ahead of yourself!” Thorax moaned, reaching up to grab onto Pharynx’s wrists. “If you’re gonna rush ahead like that, you’re going to wish you were fireproof!”

“Ugh, and I suppose you know the right way to do it? From ‘experience’?” Pharynx rolled his eyes, making a ‘blah blah blah’ motion with his hands.

Thorax simply smirked. “Do you want me to show you or not?”

“...Fine.”

Thorax reached up higher to get a grip on Pharynx’s shoulders, then promptly threw him to the ground to reverse positions.

“Gah! Hey!” he immediately protested.

“Alright, well first off, it’ll help if you transform into something with fingers, it’s a lot easier than hooves,” Thorax started to explain, using an index finger to trace around Pharynx’s pussy. “Don’t go right into it, you gotta build up to the fun! You see how good this feels?”

Pharynx immediately let out a shaky shudder, feeling the pleasure surge through his whole body. “A-Alright…”

“You gotta find out where they wanna be touched, and how. For example, I know that Ember loooves it when I rub right here…” Thorax demonstrated by gently splaying out Pharynx’s lower lips to stroke between them.

“Hnngaaaah! Fuck!” Pharynx screamed out without even thinking, looking up at Thorax with shock in his eyes.

Thorax continued stroking Pharynx while casually giving his demonstration, listening to him trying to restrain his moans while using Ember’s voice. “And then when you’re done warming up, then you can do some real fun!” He grinned, slowly sticking an index finger into Pharynx’s pussy.

Pharynx arched his back and moaned in pleasure, gripping onto his arms so that he didn’t accidentally move wrong and ruin what Thorax was doing to him.

“Alright, now you try!” Thorax put his hand on Pharynx’s thigh and spread his legs out, prompting him to take his turn.

“Ahhh…w-wait, you’re not gonna…?” Pharynx weakly thrust his hips, unable to get his needs sated.

Thorax gave him a coy wink. “Maybe if you do a good job.”

“Rrrgh…” Pharynx grit his teeth and growled, his mind getting clouded up with horny thoughts. “Fine…like this?” He shuffled around to position himself, and reached up to slowly stroke Thorax’s pussy.

Thorax tilted his head back, letting out a little hum of approval. “Mmm…yeah…like that…nice and slow…”

Pharynx continued slowly fondling and stroking Thorax’s vulva, only using his fingertips to touch and tease him, waiting for the time his work would be reciprocated.

“Nnnf…oooh yeah, a-a little faster now, ok?” Thorax meekly requested, his body shivering from the tingles.

“Y-Yeah…alright…” Pharynx moved his hand a little bit faster, listening to when Thorax would moan the loudest, and then put the focus on those areas.

“Hnnngh! Ooooh, Emb-I-I mean…nnnf!” Thorax’s hands started moving again, going back to teasing Pharynx’s pussy to get him worked up again.

Another loud moan came from Pharynx’s mouth, the fingering spurring him on to go faster to match Thorax’s speed.

“Aaanh! Yeah…then we can work into the really good stuff!” Thorax demonstrated his point by sticking his finger into Pharynx and slowly curling it to graze his inner walls.

“NNNGH! F-FUCK!” Pharynx’s upperbody twisted in pleasure as he followed Thorax’s example, mirroring his movements.

“AAAAH! A-And then…then you can…” He stammered, trying to find the right words, only letting out horny pants and gasps.

Pharynx figured that if Thorax’s lips weren’t working, he’d put them to work. He lifted his head up and locked lips with him, sliding his fingers in deeper.

Thorax was caught by surprise, but very quickly reciprocated to the kiss in kind, feeling a gush of liquid against his hand as Pharynx moaned into his mouth.

Elsewhere, the real Mina was chatting about the sights of Fillydelphia with Fresh Coat, eagerly recommending places to eat when both of them were hit with a familiar flash of light in their eyes, seeing something that logically, should not have been possible given their present company.

The unicorn slowly turned her head to the dragon, her face showing nothing but pure bewilderment and confusion.

The dragon silently threw her hands up in a shrug, just as baffled as she was with what she saw.

As soon as the highlight reel was done, Gallus looked over to Ocellus and Smolder, both considerably more redder in the face than the griffon.

“What the fuck was that?” he bluntly asked.

Both of them started stammering over each other trying to explain, but quickly giving up.

“I…I got nothing…” Smolder shrugged.

“Yeah, we’re…really weird…” Ocellus shamefully admitted.

Though the showing was confusing to pretty much everyone that watched, it was rather redundant for Zecora and Chrysalis. The latter went to the nearest wall to bang her head repeatedly against as another bottle in Zecora’s case shattered.

As amusing as it was to Zecora, she did genuinely feel a little bad for Chrysalis. She put a hoof on the changeling’s back, trying to be reassuring.

“...So perhaps Pharynx was overzealous. You can still prove your point if we check on Oc-”

“Don’t.”

Author's Note

Sibling love hits different, I guess.