“Ah, this is more like it! Just like old times!” Twilight Velvet beamed, looking at the dinner table and seeing her kids and husband all at the table together.

“Mom, please, we’re not that old yet…” Shining rolled his eyes.

“Oh pshh!” Twilight Velvet scoffed, pointing at her children. “Last time I checked, you were working up the ranks of the royal guard, and you were being sent to Ponyville! And now look at you! Prince and Princess!”

“Come on, mom, we’ve visited you plenty of times between now and then!” Twilight said, her voice barely holding back a chuckle.

Despite her joking, Velvet started to tear up. “Oh, where does the time go?”

“Hey, what about me?” Spike waved, a playful, knowing smile on his face.

“Oh, how could I forget about you, Spike?” Velvet walked over, giving him a hug. “You’ve grown more than both of them combined!”

“Dear, how about we give them a chance to eat before you get all sentimental?” Night Light suggested.

“Fine, fine…” Velvet brought over the plates of food she prepared, mashed potatoes, alfalfa sprouts, peas, and carrots.

Hungry looks spread across the family as they eagerly went to scoop their food onto their own plate.

“Breathe, Shining!” Velvet playfully chastised as his son was wolfing down food. “It’s not going anywhere.”

“Nnngh. It’s so good though…”

Velvet looked over at Twilight’s plate. “Twilight, dear, get some alfalfa.”

With the indignant groan of a child, Twilight grabbed the smallest amount of alfalfa she thought she could get away with, much to the amusement of Spike.

Even as the dragon tried to sneakily pass his own alfalfa onto Twilight’s plate.

“Spiiiike…”

With a short huff of smoke through his nostrils, Spike grabbed his share of food and begrudgingly shoved it in his mouth.

“Really is like old times, huh, dear?” Night Light smirked.

After enough eating, the family began chatting as the dinner started to settle in their stomachs.

“So, how’s Cadence, Shining? Why isn’t she joining us tonight?” Night Light asked.

“I asked if she wanted to come,” Shining shrugged. “But she wanted to make sure the preparations for the orgy were ready.”

“Wow, she’s real excited about hosting this thing, huh?”

“Like you wouldn’t believe, Twily.”

“Ooh, I hope she makes it!” Velvet grinned, clapping her hooves together. “It’d be a shame if she didn’t get to participate in something put so much effort into planning!”

“Wouldn’t be the first time,” Spike snarked, which was immediately met with a punch on the shoulder from Twilight.

Shining decided to pile on. “So, when do we expect you to go out, Twily?”

Twilight immediately took offense, pounding her hooves on the table to push herself up. “Hey, I’ve been doing great in the past few ones we’ve had. I’ve grown to be a pony of great self-restraint!”

“Wow, what letters from Celestia have you been reading recently?” Shining smirked.

Velvet and Night Light exchanged glances as they watched their children bicker.

“You know, dear, if it’s good enough for Cadence and Shining, you could always try this with me next year…” Velvet cooed. “I’m sure the orgy is a lot of fuuuun!”

“Oh, that’s too intense for me!” Night Light nervously chuckled. “It sounds fun, but I don’t know if I could last a week…”

Velvet playfully nudged her husband. “Aww, you’d love it! Don’t just send me off on my lonesome…You sure you wouldn’t want a chance with, say…a dragon?”

Night Light softly smiled. “Well, maybe you can convince me by telling me what it’s like later, hon.”

“Heehee, deal,” Velvet sealed her promise with a kiss on Night Light’s cheek.

“So how’s the new chastity spell, Shining?” Twilight asked, leaning her elbow against the table to rest her head against her hoof “You had a while to make improvements, you finally make the perfect one?”

Shining immediately puffed out his chest and smirked. “Well, there’s always room for improvement, but with Cadence’s help, we’ve made the best iteration of the Chastity Shield yet!” he said with a clear preparedness in his bragging.

Despite the prideful boasting, Twilight and Spike weren’t convinced, “So what’s the catch?” Twilight asked.

“Well, since Cadence needed the help, we came up with the idea that we would link our shields together. That way, we’d have to use the unlocking spell together in order to disable the spell. Low maintenance, doesn’t take a heavy amount of magic to cast, a two-pony lock, it’s foolproof!”

“No, what’s the catch?” Spike raised an eyebrow, knowing Shining was purposefully leaving some key details out.

“I don’t know, sometimes I get these weird tingles at random times.” Shining slumped in his chair idly ran a hoof up and down his cock. “There’s no pattern to when they happen, and they stop just as fast as they start. It’s not too distracting, I guess, but I have no idea what causes them.”

“Shining, please!” Velvet chastised. “At least go to your room and put on your rock music and pretend we don’t know what you’re doing in there!”

Shining’s jaw dropped in horror and shattered innocence as Twilight and Spike doubled over in laughter. “I..wh…you…why…this whole TIME?!”

“To be fair, we never heard you actually doing it,” Night Light shrugged, “...But it was kinda obvious.”

As Shining slammed his head against the dining table in a fit of despair, Night Light continued. “Still more subtle than when Spike and Twilight would do it, at least.”

Both Twilight and Spike started complaining instantly, trying to defend their ways of keeping their private pleasures private.

“Hey, only a few of those long hot bubble baths and showers were for that! And I made sure to spray the bathtub down every time it happened!”

“I surrounded myself with pillows to soundproof all the moaning I may have made, there’s no way that’s not more subtle than Shining’s music!”

Twilight Velvet giggled, “Dear, please, you’re embarrassing them more than I planned to!”

“It’s true, though,” Night Light chuckled, taking a sip of his drink.

In a world of bright, pastel-colored ponies, Tempest’s dark orchid coat and dark gray cloak made it easy for Feather Bangs to find her.

She seemed to be lost in thought, staring up from Ponyville’s town square up towards the mountains where Canterlot was situated.

Feather Bangs approached from behind, putting his hoof onto Tempest’s shoulder. “Hey there-”

Almost immediately, Tempest grabbed onto Feather Bangs’s hoof, letting out a battle cry as she easily tossed him over her shoulder and slammed him onto his back.

Feather Bangs’s view of the mare quickly spun upside down until he was staring at the clouds in the sky.

The moment Feather Bangs hit the ground, Tempest’s eyes went wide. “Oh shit! Sorry! That was a reflex, I swear!”

Feather Bangs opened his mouth and weakly wheezed out whatever was left in his lungs, his hooves twitching in shock.

Cringing with guilt, Tempest looked over the dazed stallion. “Heyyy…so…you’re not dead, right?”

“...Ow.” Feather Bangs’s eyes twitched, barely even registering that Tempest was in his view.

“Okay! Not dead! That’s good,” Tempest sighed in relief, holding out a hoof to help Feather Bangs up.

Feather Bangs remained unresponsive, until his head started to shake into consciousness. “Wh…huh?” Still disoriented, he eventually grabbed onto Tempest’s hoof to stand upright.

Tempest sheepishly rubbed the back of her head. “Sorry, old habits. You just…really shouldn’t have snuck up on me. You’re not too badly hurt, are you?”

Feather Bangs winced as he felt the pain pulsing in his back every time he moved. “It’s fine! I’ll…be fine! You uh…really knocked me off my hooves…!” he weakly chuckled.

Tempest stared at the stallion, bemused. Was he doing pick-up lines?

“I mean, can’t deny it was a really strong first impression, right?” Feather said, grinning through the pain.

“Wow, you, uh…sure bounced back quickly for somepony who just got laid out on their flank.”

“Well, heh, meeting lovely-looking mares like you helps dull the pain.” Feather Bangs clenched his teeth mid-mane flip, opting to just point and smile instead.

Tempest looked at Feather Bangs with a mix of confusion and fluster. “...Alright, you clearly hit your head too hard, or maybe some dirt got into your eyes or something.”

“I assure you, my head and my eyes are working just fine!” Feather Bangs tilted his head for a wink, hearing and feeling a few cracks. “...Back and neck might be another issue but that’s not important!”

“Tch, ‘lovely’ is better said for somepony like Princess Cadence, not me,” Tempest scoffed, turning her head away.

“I think the word suits you pretty well!” Feather Bangs smirked. “I really like the rugged and tough vibe you got going on! Also think it’s great when a mare’s got some power, and I think it’s been proven that you do…!” he said, straining through the pain.

Tempest let out an almost silent chuckle. “Well, not often I get complimented by somepony I just flipped over…” She didn’t totally believe Feather Bangs’s words, but they did feel…nice…to hear.

“Yeah, so I came over to-Ghhhk!” Feather Bangs collapsed back down to the ground, breathing heavily.

“Okay, I gotta get you some help…” Tempest slid herself underneath Feather Bangs and lifted him up, carrying the stallion. “You can tell me whatever you wanted to on the way to the hospital.”

“Yeah…alright.” he weakly nodded, lying on Tempest’s back. “Guess this is one way to spend time with you…”

Tempest felt Feather wrap his hooves around her neck as she walked. She knew it was just so he could hold on, but his embrace felt comforting in a way.

Though feeling what felt like his cheeks against the back of her neck was starting to push it. “Alright, if I feel anything else pressing against me, I’m tossing you off and leaving you there, got it?”

“Y-Yes, ma’am…”

Author's Note

I'm just saying, the walls are not as thick as you think.