Finding Your Family

Scootaloo was having a lot more fun after the axe-throwing match. While she hadn't participated much in the spraying of champagne before, she was all in after the axes, and the carriage ride across town felt significantly shorter and without much in the way of words.

After drying off and disembarking, she didn't question the name of the bar, Whomping Whiskey. Knowing that Rainbow Dash had likely tossed her own hoof into matters meant it was going to be a lot of fun, whatever it was. It was also a bar and grill, which meant there was food to be had.

Upon entering, Pinkie immediately bounced to the back, where a large squared-off area covered in pads and ringed by netting was. It almost looked like a wrestling ring, except that there was a large mechanical device in the center.

Sweetie Belle and Rarity went to the bar, instead, opting not to ride the padded piston, which meant they could start eating right away. Rainbow, Scootaloo and Apple Bloom, however, followed Pinkie to the back.

"Howdy," smiled the attendant, tipping his cap. "Y'all ready ta play?"

"Cousin Applesauce," chuckled Apple Bloom. "Ah didn't know y'all'd be here!"

"Cousin Apple Bloom," he smiled back. "Ah didn't know y'all'd be comin' by! Y'all gonna hop on up 'ere?"

"Y'all know it!" Apple Bloom hopped into the ring and with a second leap, situated herself firmly on the mechanical bull. With one hoof on the handle and the other in the air, she called out "Ready!"

The bull started swinging around wildly as Applesauce started running the controls. Some of the newer models were hooked up to computers that operated them, but having an attendant operate the bull gave an alternative flavour that was appreciated by most patrons.

Apple Bloom was actually really good at this. Applejack would have been better, being a rodeo champion more than a dozen times over riding real bulls, but Apple Bloom was still pretty skilled. She managed to hold on tight for a good thirty-eight seconds, before being slammed forward forced her off and into the padding.

"Ya done did good, cuz!" cheered Applesauce. "Who's goin' next?"

"Ooh! Pick me!" bounced Pinkie. "I wanna go on!"

"Well, climb on up 'ere!"

Pinkie bounced into position and grabbed the handle. "Ready!"

"Here we go!"

"Waa--!!" With the very first buck, Pinkie was sent flying into the netting, bouncing around and coming to a rest in the corner. "Whee-he-hee! Again, again!!"

"Pinkie," sighed Rainbow, "The point is to hold on for as long as possible. Like this."

Rainbow fluttered onto the bull and gripped it tight. "Ready when you are! Give it everything you haAAA--!!"

As soon as she said she was ready, Applesauce started slamming her back and forth, swinging her around, spinning her and bouncing her around as wildly as he could manage. She managed to hold on until a buzzer on the control panel sounded.

"HOOWEE!!" shouted Applesauce. "Lookee here who just won themselves a FREE bucket a' hot nuggets!"

The whole bar seemed to cheer as Rainbow swung off the bull and hopped down, giving Scootaloo a high hoof before collecting her voucher. "You're up next, Squirt!"

"What have we here?" asked Applesauce, despite having kept an eye on her since they'd come in. "Not a whole lotta dragons come in here, and even fewer hop up on the steer here. Ah wanna be absolutely clear that this thing has a weight limit. Are you under a hundred kilos? Ah ain't so good at guessin' when it comes ta non-ponies..."

"Sixty," answered Scootaloo. "Or just over."

"Okay, should be fine. No breathin' fire, alright?"

"No problem."

"Okay!" he smiled. "Hop on up 'ere, then!"

Scootaloo climbed up and grabbed ahold of the handle and raised her other claw as everypony else had. Applesauce started out slow and easy, not making hard or fast movements, but slow and direct movements. As she spun, she could see Apple Bloom whispering to him, and she could see that Applesauce was looking for anything that might be out of place. As he said, though, he'd never bucked a dragon on one of these, so Scoootaloo was fine being a test drive.

"Crank it up!" shouted Rainbow, and Applesauce did just that.

Before long, Scootaloo was flying around, lifting her wings straight up for stability. Being flung back and forth, she would sometimes be lifted from the padding and brought back down. The rough surface of the padding and scaled stitching on the saddle reminded her of Spike's hips, and for a few seconds, she softened her underbelly with the thought of him gripping her thighs and slamming up into her. For a brief few seconds, she lived in that fantasy, and let go of reality.

Unfortunately, she let go of the handle, too, and with an unexpected spin, she was flung into the netting, landing upside down.

"Forty-eight seconds," said Applesauce, pointing to the timer. "Ah ain't s'posed ta do this unless ya go the full minute, but fer bein' the first dragon we ever done had, Ah'd call that a winner! Y'all have a hayburger, on me!"

As he pulled her up to her claws, he made sure to whisper into her ear, "Hey, ya might wanna go clean up in the restroom, first. Don't worry 'bout it, it happens to mares, too."

As Scootaloo looked down, she noted that some of her arousal had made itself physical. Some was left on the bull, but as if he were well-practised at it, Applesauce yanked a towel out of his belt and mopped up the sticky mess she'd left on the saddle without drawing any attention to it. Just as quick as he'd pulled it out, the towel disappeared back into his belt, and the only evidence remaining that Scootaloo had been aroused by the machine was between her legs.

She did take his advice, disappearing discretely into the lavatory and cleaning herself with a couple of paper towels and a sink. When she came out, Rainbow escorted her over to a table, where her free hayburger was already waiting, as well as Rainbow's spicy oat nuggets and the food everypony else had ordered.

In addition to their food, Rarity had ordered a round of margaritas for the table, and after a toast to Spike and Scootaloo's wedding, those disappeared right away.