She could have been done hours ago, were it not for the constant noise and chaos that seemed to surround this place at evening. From empty throughout the day to a multitude of lively women fillings its halls was quite the transformation, and these early days of fall were often the most likely to see its denizens kept animated. There were friendships still resuming, romances only beginning, and parties to plan. Why should one pay attention to schoolwork when there was so much fun to be had?

Sunset had actual homework to attend to, material that even pertained to her major; Physics was brutal, requiring her utmost attentions so that she might decipher the solution within this lengthy problem. And when she had to have the capacity of explaining how she got to each step, this wasn’t an easy one. But for the love of God, no one else in her world seemed at all capable of shutting up! The whole house was bustling with activity, the likes of which she had no interest in. Just let her work, just this once! It was all she was going to ask for this week and not an ounce more.

Perhaps the world sensed her discontent, her focus that could not be centered. Try as she might to ignore the sounds of the outside, the outside came into her world and saw fit to become an unrepentant disruption; there would be no studying this glorious fall evening, not if there were still means to see it put to an end. For through the door came Adagio, hands filled with alcohol and a glowing expression on her face that clearly suggested she was having too good a time with the liveliness outside.

“Are you seriously trying to do schoolwork right now?” she asked, voice booming as she peered over the crimson woman’s shoulder at the paperwork in her lap. “Oh my god, it’s a Friday! And we’ve got pledges downstairs, why aren’t you helping us out? Quit being such a shut-in, let’s go!”

Oh for heaven’s sake. Adagio, ever the party-girl, ever the fun-seeker! She was a fantastic leader for their sorority, strangely enough, but her academic life was something to be desired. College was just a ritual for her rather than a means to an end, stage of life attuned only to seeking out fun and throwing parties. It was little wonder that she was popular within college, but to say she encouraged the best of behaviors in people would have been untrue.

“I am almost done,” Sunset said, hoping she could uncover a little more of this riddle and add some scribbles for good measure; Adagio rarely accept a purely verbal argument. “I just need to finish this problem and then I’m done. Go haze them yourself.”

“Oh please, like we actually haze them. You know we’d get in trouble for that,” Adagio said. One bottle of beer went to her lips, the other was made an offering to her current companion. “It’s a party, everyone’s having a good time. You’re just up here being a stick in the mud for no good reason, you should come downstairs and join us.”

“No, I’m almost finished. Don’t distract me.”

“Come on. At least have a drink!”

“No, I will not have a drink-”

“Just a sip! Come on, it’s getting cold, it’s open!”

“I don’t care-”

“It’s gonna go flat-”

“Like that bothers me, I didn’t buy it-”

“Don’t make me drink it, I’ve already had five.”

“For gods’ sake,” Sunset grumbled, swiping the open bottle from Adagio’s hand and cocking it back, a few steady gulps of cold brew down her throat that ignited taste buds and dulled her senses. Gods, she was never going to get this work done after that! Now all she would want is more! “There, I had some. Now shut up!”

“It’s a start,” Adagio ceded. She took a seat at the edge of her roommate’s bed, leaning against the wall and taking a moment to regard her. “You’re not scared, are you?”

Now that was an insult. “What? No, don’t be ridiculous!” Sunset snapped, trying to refocus on her work and see this stupid problem done. It was all she had left to mar her weekend! “I just- I really want to be done with this!”

“It was your idea, you know. That we mentor the new pledges, help them get oriented in college and kept on the straight and narrow,” Adagio remarked. “How strange to see that you’re not down there with them, helping to make it all happen. What’s got you having cold feet all of a sudden?”

“I am working, thank you,” Sunset said. She raised her pencil in the hopes of jotting down a few scribbles, but a quick look at her Physics problem ensured that would amount to nothing. Adagio was too good at distracting her! “Please, just let me finish this.”

“Uh-uh. You’re going to come downstairs and mingle. Everyone else is down there and you’re up here. That’s not going to fly.” Adagio sounded half-serious, acting as if she actually cared about performing this act of kindness rather than wanting an excuse to guzzle down more alcohol. “Come on, I bet I can tempt you. You know who’s down there…”

“Oh shut up.”

Adagio smirked. “Do you want Aria to look after them, hmm? Or Sonata? You know she’s super excited about being a mentor to a bunch of young girls. I bet they’d love to learn how to be a slob like her."

“That’s your own sister, you know,” Sunset said.

The beautiful Siren shrugged. “Sonata’s a slob, how’s that news? You've seen her room. But just think… I wouldn't mind looking after those cuties. And all of that sapphic tutelage, there to be put to use. And you know I'd be quite a teacher- especially if the sorority sister assigned to them doesn’t show…”

Sunset bit her lip. She could only half pay attention to the paperwork in her lap now, vision blurred by the image of faces and people she knew too well that now affected this story. Yes, she knew Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, and Apple Bloom were the three pledges that had been assigned to her care. But was she the one who was best suited to help them out? Their sisters –by blood or not- had begged for them to be switched out, traded to their care so that familial affection might carry on into the adult world. Adagio had denied the request, saying that blood connection needed to be traded for ones of friendship in this stage of life. So they’d been given to Sunset. Sunset, the one who had not failed to notice just how beautifully those three girls had grown into adults.

In fact, it rather felt like mockery. Especially since she was good friends with their elder sister. But gods help her, how was she supposed to resist those three- any one of them, in fact?

“I will give them to somebody else if you don’t want to do it,” Adagio threatened. “I have my three, so does everyone else, but if you’re not going to do it then-”

“No. No! God, I’ll go down,” Sunset groaned, tossing aside her work and accepting the fate assigned to her. Better she sacrifice her current state of mind than let those wonderful girls be given to the Brainless and the Brute- or worse. Adagio would probably do it just out of humorous cruelty. “Fine, let’s get this done. Where are they?”

“That’s the spirit. Just the sort of sister they need,” Adagio purred. Delighted, she gave her friend a strong embrace- and even a kiss on the cheek for further incitement of embarrassment. “Now remember, since you’re such a grump, what do we want from Sigma Epsilon Chi?”

She couldn’t do it. “Adagio, you nutcase,” she groaned.

“I’ll tell Aria to take their virginity-”

“Oh for God’s sake,” Sunset cried. “We’re a constantly caring sisterhood! Always able to love each other, and always there when we need someone!”

The beautiful Siren’s eyes gleamed with delight. “That’s it. Now go and give those girls a big kiss, just for me- or just for you, I forget which.”

Sunset had never been so close to throwing a beer bottle before.

The sorority house was a livelier place than it had been upon her arrival back from classes. The girls she knew as ‘sisters’ by both name and face were scattered across hallways and rooms, chatting away with newer faces just barely beyond the threshood of adulthood. New pledges; ready to work their way through the trials of a first year of college, solely for the honor of joining a sorority that would only be part of their world for a few years. Sunset had joined more to please her friends rather than any desire herself; Applejack had been of a similar mold, but the pleadings of Rainbow and Rarity had been too difficult to resist. So what if Adagio and her sisters were going to join also? People changed, the world changed. There was reason to take a chance on an adventure. Who knew to where it would lead?

Sunset caught sight of Aria clutching a bottle of bourbon, pouring out a few glasses for a group of young girls, all of them eagerly awaiting this new collegiate experience. Sonata was sitting on the couch surrounded by fresh new faces, chatting away with that maddened excitement only she could conjure. They weren’t model students –or model people, for that matter- but they were down here, speaking and smiling and being mentors to the girls who had been assigned to them. Maybe it wasn’t going to be good advice, but Sunset had been the one who had suggested the idea and the first place- and where had she been? Hiding up in her bedroom. The twinge of shame was a good feeling even if she didn’t like it very much. “Come on, now,” she muttered to herself. “Do the right thing.”

Oh, the wearisome sigh that ran up her throat as she pushed her way outside. Why had she suggested this? It hadn’t been when she was drunk, was it? No, the memory was still fresh; she had seen the list of freshmen pledges and made the decision on a whim. Maybe it had been to keep them away from Adagio’s clutches, maybe for her own sake- who knew. But she was about to have to actually deal with it, and-

“Hey- hey, Sunset!” The cry was three-throated and unanimous in sound, the rush of bodies toward her a blur before she felt the weight against her fair form.

She wanted to be more poised, but the laughter that came from her was beyond her ability to hold back, the lovely woman delighting in the embrace that she now found herself in. “Hey, you three! Sorry for keeping you waiting for so long, I lost track of time.”

“No big deal- are you really our mentor for the semester?” Scootaloo was always the one to get straight to the point, most blunt and most like the pseudo-sibling she’d admired. There was a brashness in her words, a cockiness in tone, yet her words were more often used to build up others rather than herself. “Adagio told us this morning, we didn’t know about that! Why didn’t you tell us? That’s the best thing I’ve heard all semester!”

“I didn’t know until yesterday,” Sunset explained. “Adagio kept it all hush-hush since she was the one choosing partners for everyone. Can you forgive me?”

“Of course we can. If that’s how it is, it’s not like you did anything wrong or nothing.” Apple Bloom’s sweet words rang in her ears like the softness of spring rain, yet again acting as her group’s conscience in the face of the unexpected. Surprisingly tall, just about as tall as her sister, she spoke to Sunset as though an equal rather than a newcomer.

“But… next time, you let us know, OK? We would’ve gotten a gift for you!” Sweetie Belle lived up to her name- without even trying! A voice pleasing and soft as chimes, a heart always ready to dole out another dose of warmth to another. In the time she’d known her, the young songstress hadn’t changed a bit. “Could we take you out to dinner tomorrow to make up for it? I know it’d mean a lot to us.”

“Aww, that’s too sweet of you!” Sunset made sure to give the young woman a hug. How could she resist meeting such kindness with affection of her own making-

The tenderness of the moment would have lasted longer if Sunset’s senses had not alerted her to being under watch. An opening of her eyes, a glance hither and thither; Rainbow, Applejack, and Rarity were all giving her a rather violent side-eye even as they tended to their own group of pledges. They had, after all, tried to convince Adagio into putting their respective siblings into their groups. Why should they not be a little sullen that their familial wishes had been denied? Adagio wasn’t exactly subtle in her lustful machinations when it came to women, they had a little reason to be afraid.

And reason to be furious when Sunset had remarked that the three girls, now turned adults, were very pretty. A slip of the tongue, only momentary, but enough for a mistake to have been made. And right when they’d first met them as new pledges, too.

All in all, not the best of times for a slip-up.

“T- tell you what, I’ll- I will think about it. Ask me tomorrow,” Sunset managed, carefully extracting herself from her embrace with Sweetie and trying to ignore the heat of the eyes that were upon her. “But hey, let’s go inside, we can get comfy-” the living room was occupied, the kitchen table was in use, where was she to go? You damned idiot. “In my… room. There’s plenty of space to stretch out up there!”

The last part was added loudly, just in case someone was thinking of killing her.

Sunset hadn’t meant for it to happen. They’d been the little sisters of her friends for years, childish siblings that hung on every word and were there to be annoying. You know, like every sibling! You saw them as a child, as someone younger, not as an equal of any kind! She and the Crusaders had been on friendly terms for years now, especially after that little incident during junior year. She’d tried to be attentive to them, make sure they felt like they belonged.

But attraction? That had been an accident. Had it been time apart that had seen fit to such feelings arising? Sunset hadn’t seen any of them since she’d left for college. But that very first night, when they’d done that stupid pledge introduction, she’d been positively skunked thanks to a handle of Jim Beam. And from the moment she’d laid eyes on them? Done for. It was as if she’d fallen into a lifetime’s worth of love with only a heartbeat’s worth of effort, and how unfair was that. To be infatuated with a group of dumb girls, all at once, and they being the most untouchable trio of ladies to ever walk the earth because their sisters would kill her if she so much as made a move. Apple Bloom was no longer just the sharp-witted sibling of one of her closest friends; she was an adult, teasing and playful with a fantastic bubble butt. Sweetie wasn’t just Rarity’s song-loving sister any longer, but a woman full in shape and form, a marvelous set of breasts that demanded her ocular attentions. Scootaloo wasn’t just Rainbow’s biggest acolyte any longer, but an athlete of her own right- and had a particularly delightful, cruel habit of displaying that wonderfully toned midriff.

Sunset had settled for blaming her feelings on Adagio. Sleeping with that Siren during freshman year had been a mistake, something about her made one more easily aroused, like the awakening of a primal longing for carnal satisfaction. Developed a hunger that wouldn’t lessen, and somehow it had settled on those three women. Even sleeping with a senior from another sorority, a junior transfer on the volleyball team, a sophomore just entering her science program, and even a freshman who’d positively begged for Sunset to take her virginity- still did she dream of a night with those three vixens. It wasn’t fair in the slightest.

Adagio’s eyes were on her as they went up the stairs, Sunset trying to behave as naturally as possible even under the midst of such unwelcome scrutiny. She never should have admitted to the Siren that she’d found the three women attractive, much less drunkenly ranted about how much she wanted to marry them. That made about as much sense as babies voting! Of course Adagio had assigned them to her, probably to drive her nuts with the shameful torment.

Sunset wanted to say she would be honorable, but the panic of not doing so was too great on her mind. Adagio’s friendly mockery was insufferable, but the genuine wrath of Applejack, Rarity, and Rainbow was something far more terrifying to consider. She’d ended up discretely looking up examples of justifiable homicide, but the results had only made her seek out some form of stress relief. The fantasies had helped, but likely hadn’t made anything better.

“Wow, this is your room?” Scootaloo looked on in envy at the spaciousness of the residence. It wouldn’t win awards for elegance, just an aging building along an old cobblestone street, but being one of the smaller sororities afforded them the pleasure of more comfortable housing. Twin beds tucked neatly against the plaster walls, a pair of writing desks that currently housed a laptop and whatever study materials were needed, with a large dresser just beside the window that housed the majority of Sunset’s things; not anything grand, but almost her entire world was able to fit into one room- with room to spare for a companion.

“I only moved into this room last year. Adagio and I were given it when the last two girls in charge graduated,” Sunset explained, sliding atop her bed and putting back against the wall. “But hey, it’s comfy, it’s where I hang out, so… yah.”

“It’s nice,” Sweetie said. “Would… where would we end up getting settled, if we get in?”

“To the soror- umm, I don’t really know. That’s up to Adagio,” the older woman answered. “Probably people would get shuffled around, you’d end up in one of the smaller rooms on the main floor, and probably all three of you. Just how it works when you’re new.”

“Was it all that bad, though? When you first moved in?”

Sunset pondered the thought for a bit, but in the end shook her head. “If it had been Rainbow and Adagio in there with me, it might’ve been harder. They didn’t get along too well when we first got here, but Rarity was able to be civil enough. Things got easier the more we got used to it.” And perhaps a little angry sex didn’t hurt.

“How is it being… you know, here with them?” Apple Bloom asked. Her words carried a slight tremor, a small pull of her lip as she spoke. “After everything in high school that happened, what are they…”

It was a fair question. “It was kinda weird at first. Aria and Rainbow fought a lot, but they both wanted in the sorority real bad, so they learned to get along. Sonata just behaves like her annoyingly perky self, Aria learned she gets really happy while drunk, and-” How much did she want to say about her ginger-haired roommate? “Well, Adagio found ways to feel better. We were dumb teenagers, sometimes you just end up growing up a little.”

“Oh… OK.” Apple Bloom seemed satisfied enough with the answer. But then- “Does it bother you to be sorority sisters with them?”

“Oh, like you wouldn’t believe,” Sunset giggled, memories of Adagio’s constant torment and teasing flowing like a river before her eyes. “But nothing I can’t handle. Trust me, I wouldn’t be here if I couldn’t be around them. We’re probably not lifelong friends or anything, but… we get along. Adagio’s actually a neat-freak, so she makes for a good roommate.”

“Who’s roommates with Rainbow?” Scootaloo inquired.

“Sonata. Their room is filthy, so many Taco Bell wrappers everywhere,” Sunset laughed. “Seriously, I don’t know how they survive. I don’t think you can even see their floor.”

“Eugh!” The trio of pledges regretted this new knowledge, a mental note to never spend a moment’s time in Rainbow’s quarters permanently penciled in. Scootaloo appeared the least surprised by the news and most inclined to laugh, even if the actions of her proverbial sibling still registered as something repulsive.

“Who’s worse?” Sweetie asked.

“Sonata, definitely. We forced her to take out the entire house’s trash for a week and clean all the dishes every day before she promised to stop leaving them everywhere she went. I’m not she knows what a trash can is.”

“And Rainbow?”

“You know her,” Sunset said, “Unless it’s on the track, she hardly makes an effort. Impressively lazy.”

“Do you enjoy being part of this?” Scootaloo asked. “Rainbow said she and Rares had to convince you to even pledge in the first place.”

“I didn’t think I’d like it this much, actually,” Sunset admitted. There were plenty of things she still disliked about such close quarters: no privacy, few moments of quiet, an excess of parties that she wasn’t as into, and more than a few struggles to study in peace. But why let her frustrations ruin this experience for them? The collegiate world was something new and exciting for them, a world of possibilities. What they liked and disliked was up to them to discover, not for her to determine. “You… I’ve had a lot of fun. And it probably stopped me from ending up lonely here. We fight, yeah, but the girls are there for me when I need it. And I can do the same for them.”

“Cool. But, uh, about the Greek letters outside,” the feisty woman remarked, a grin beginning to form on her lips. “Was that, uh, intentional or did someone put up those as a prank?”

“No, that was… that was Adagio’s idea,” Sunset said, and though she had no reason to be ashamed, she could feel heat rising across her features. “We’ve gotten a ton of jokes since, but I swear she wears it like a badge of honor.”

“Does-” Sweetie hesitated. “So this is Sigma Epsilon Chi, how does that end up looking like-”

“Beats me, ask the Greeks!” Sunset said. Goodness, if she could have only found a way to convince Adagio that it wasn’t the best thing to broadcast! “So, hey, tell me, what dorm are you in right now? How have classes been treating you?”

Their conversation took roads away from the subject, perhaps less naturally and more due to Sunset’s will, but still did they return to safer waters. Closer to the end of the line, Sunset was eager to hear the experiences college had already gifted them and see what guidance she could offer. It was all too easy to end up feeling overwhelmed; her run through the gauntlet was something that could be put to use for their benefit. With being so far away from home, from the old life they’d once known, stress had a way of feeling different here. But Sunset was determined these three sweet souls would not have to endure it alone. She could speak to them in ways their family could not and be spoken to just the same. There was no fear of news straying back to a worried parent, no sibling strife to get in the way. She could simply be a listening ear, a gentle hand, whatever they needed her to be. Even a lover, if they needed some lessons on how-

Memory of triune fury at Sunset being assigned to mentor their sisters was still fresh. Something so innocent had ignited it; gods above, what would happen if she got caught sleeping with them? A bullet to the skull would likely end up feeling welcome.

“Hey, so, like, I’ve got a weird question,” Scootaloo remarked, leaning back against the wall with her hands in the pockets of her jacket. It was so similar in manner to Rainbow, even if she was not quite so tall nor cocky in stature. “I know I’m gonna get some flak for asking-”

The words of caution alerted her friends to the sign that something was about to be amiss. Apple Bloom and Sweetie locked onto the athletic girl and let the skills of deduction be put to work in utmost haste. One fear must have burned strong in their minds to be brought forth as an answer so quickly, for the two gave yells to try and see Scootaloo hushed into silence.

“What? What? We’re all thinking it,” Scootaloo protested, more frustrated than abashed by the interruption. “Look, we promised we were gonna do something about it-”

“Not like that, we just got here you doofus!” Apple Bloom retorted. “Gods, can you not think about-”

“Aww, don’t get shy on me! You were the one who said something first!”

“Later. Like, when it won’t get us into trouble,” Sweetie advised. “Please, Scoots? It can wait, we’ve got plenty of time.”

Thoroughly out of the loop, Sunset’s curiosity was not at all keen on just letting the argument pass her by without being allowed into the know. It certainly had them in a tizzy compared to the relaxed atmosphere that had pervaded across the room only a moment before. “Uh, is everything alright-”

“Fine, thank you!” Sweetie said quickly, pale as moonlight and seemingly terrified of letting the dreaded secret slip. “Scoots, please, not yet! Not yet, OK, we agreed we’d-”

“I was gonna be subtle about it, jeez. Now you guys made it all weird,” Scootaloo grumbled. “You guys made it seem like I just spiked a ball into someone’s face on purpose or something.”

“Yeah, because you’re as subtle as your sister,” Apple Bloom said. “Just drop it until you’ve got some sense in ya.”

“Can- is this anything I can help with?” Sunset said meekly, even as she grinned at the display before her. They certainly still knew how to argue amongst themselves, and whatever the source was had to be something spectacular- or very bad, come to think of it. “If it’s a big deal, I don’t want you to think you can’t come to me for help.”

“It’s- it’s kind of not a big deal, but also sort of is,” Scootaloo said, and was immediately shushed at again by her more petrified friends. “Jeez, stop! Let me ask already.”

Sweetie and Apple Bloom both took a step back, breath held back as they dreaded the bomb that seemed murderously inbound upon their fragile world-

“So, umm,” Scootaloo began, holding a smile even as she began to lose her nerve, “Say that there’s someone in the sorority you’re like, attracted to. Would it be bad if they ended up… you know, hooking up? Or dating and anything? Is- is that seen as bad?”

Sunset’s mind began to work on overdrive. Possible candidates, implications, what that would mean for roommates, whether or not there actually were any regulations against it; anything and everything she could think of on the subject went racing forward into her mind as she tried to decipher the intent behind the question. Just who was it that Scootaloo had an eye on? If it somehow, miraculously, horrifyingly ended up being her-

Wait a minute. The answer was obvious just as it always was. Who else had the reputation for being the sorority seductress? Who was the one who always went out of her way to flirt with every woman on earth, to add a new name to her ledger? And who had been the one who had personally invited the three of them to join, convinced their siblings to actually add to the pressure? Oh no.

“Don’t sleep with Adagio,” Sunset warned her. “Trust me, it’s all a façade, she won’t date you. She just likes sleeping around for some reason, it’s all she cares about. She’ll bed you, then move on.”

Scootaloo blinked. “What? Wha- oh, I- wow, OK, damn!” The sporty girl wasn’t expecting to receive that sort of detail, but she seemed to be given a sense of relief from the tension all the same. “Look, I’m not asking about anyone in particular, I was just asking. Has it happened before, you know? Two sorority sisters dating each other?”

Sunset knew she would never able to give a fully honest answer. Drunkenly having sex with Adagio when they were both too horny to make a rational decision wasn’t on her list of greatest accomplishments; she doubted Rarity was all too keen on admitting to her trysts with the Siren, either. But if the ginger beauty had actually been willing to pursue the fashionista instead of going off in search of new booty, what sort of repercussions would there have been? Any at all? Sunset knew the regulations well enough and nothing seemed to have much of a say.

“I mean… you could, I guess,” Sunset answered slowly. “It would probably be seen as kind of weird, since you all live in the same house, but- I don’t think there’s anything that says you couldn’t.”

Scootaloo’s smile grew wide at the news, unashamed of any thought or potentiality that the act might be seen as bizarre. “Cool. Thought so, but these babies,” she said with a jerk of her head, “thought I’d get in trouble. So lame.”

The night ended too soon and yet not quickly enough. Sunset enjoyed spending more time with her three vixens, but the idea of something so lovely being completely out of reach wasn’t her most joyous experience. When time came for them to leave, she breathed a sigh of relief at knowing the tension was over. Rainbow, Applejack, and Rarity all made their pointed inquiries as to how things went, but there was nothing she had to hide. Beyond rampant attraction that would probably get her buried alive.

After a trip to the shower, Sunset returned to her bedroom and found Adagio laying atop her own bed, totally nude as always come evening and casually reading through the Kama Sutra. When she caught sight of her roommate, the devious beauty split a grin. “Whew, you four were up here alone for a while!” the Siren remarked. “You must have been having a lot of fun, all tucked away from everybody else.”

“Ha ha, Adagio,” Sunset said, flopping onto her bed and wishing she could fall asleep then and there. Ooh, she couldn’t do anything about her feelings in the real world, but dreams were a relief! “We just talked. Nothing happened.”

“What, you didn’t make a move? And here I thought I was rubbing off on you,” Adagio bemoaned. “Come on, I practically gift-wrapped them for you! Got them out of their sister’s clutches, made sure you’d have plenty of privacy… how could you let all my hard work go to waste?”

“Because that would be messed up. I’m their mentor for college, not physical education.”

“Aww, you don’t think you have any experience to share with them? I bet they’d love to learn a few lessons from you.”

The fiery girl was too tired to be willing to play the Siren’s games for long. A small raising of her head so that she might offer up a glare. “They’re the little sisters of my closest friends. That’s just wrong.”

“Wouldn’t stop me,” Adagio said.

“Nothing stops you!”

“Thank you!” the Siren beamed. “Now, I’m going to pencil in a few more events for Sigma Epsilon, and I want you to take advantage. If you don’t at least make out with one of them by Thanksgiving, I’m going to have them. Understand?”

It was an unnecessarily low blow. Was there a female equivalent for a kick in the balls? “Adagio, that is messed up-”

“What? It’s the end of September, you have plenty of time,” came the reply, Adagio swiftly writing away in her calendar with an enthusiasm that was disgusting to witness. “Sleep with any one of them and I’ll never lay a finger on the entire trio- I promise!”

A promise impossible to believe; Sunset knew Adagio was trying to bait her.

“Well, I’m exhausted. Time for bed, I think,” Adagio said, rising from her place atop the bed and strutting over to the light switch. Ever ready to show off her magnificent physique, always eager for a witness to the beauty of her naked flesh. Even if Sunset was not the next name on her list, the beautiful Siren still did love to leave reminders of just what her roommate had once been allowed to enjoy. “Sleep tight, Sunny! Don’t moan too loud if you touch yourself tonight. One of their sisters might hear you!”

Sunset’s scowl was lost as the lights fell and darkness consumed their bedroom, she determined to think not for a moment of any one of them. Scootaloo in her volleyball uniform was off-limits, Apple Bloom in jean shorts and a button-up was unacceptable, Sweetie’s super-tiny prom dress was forbid- well...

She made sure to be very, very quiet. For at least a few minutes.

Author's Note

My annual Halloween Special arrives! Hope it's worth waiting for, y'all.

Keep reading, I guess.