Back in the ballroom, their senses regained and demeanour back to their usual selves, Pipp and Zipp hovered around the punch table.

The dancing didn’t interest Zipp. Nothing about her mother, Queen Haven’s royal Gala’s ever did; but Pipp was over-the-moon infatuated with them. Zipp knew, of course, because her younger sister wouldn’t ever shut up about it.

Pipp was chattering away nonchalantly about the pretty dresses that all the mares were wearing this year; an early sign of her burgeoning love for fashion and trends. Zipp once again wasn’t listening, her mind was elsewhere thinking back to the two of them in the closet. She thought of Pipp’s uncharacteristic silence, the way Pipp let herself be pinned to the wall. The squeaks and sounds she made, and most of all the taste of her, still on Zipp’s tongue; Zipp licked her lips. She hadn’t gotten satisfaction yet, and she felt a subtle warmth; an itch deep down that she was yearning to scratch but hadn’t found a way.

Zipp looked around the crowd at the scores of pegasi, many of which were already partnered up, but there were a few older colts chatting amongst themselves at the far side of the room.

Nearby, a royal guard was gazing intently and with purpose, as if she was looking for somepony. She glanced in a corner and under the punch table without noticing Pipp and Zipp beside it.

Though she couldn’t see her, somewhere in the foray of ponies was her mother, the Queen, joining in the revelry.

Beside her, Pipp had finally stopped her endless talking, and had buried her face in a cup of punch. She caught Zipp’s gaze and quickly turned away with rosy cheeks. She must have seen right through what she was thinking. Zipp took a moment to admire her figure and her cute clothing, remembering vividly in her mind how she looked pressed up against the wall, holding her dress up in her hooves.

Should Zipp:

1. Go to the dance floor and mingle with some of the ponies
2. Chat up the colts
3. See what the pegasus guard is doing
4. Look for her mother, Queen Haven
5. Sneak Pipp away again

Author's Note

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