It tastes like blueberries
"Applebloom, you´re doing it wrong! The sign is not straight!" Sweetie Belle complained.
"Ah, shut yar trap! Ah know how to put up a flag!" the farm pony complained, adjusting her hat.
"It needs to go higher, otherwise she won´t see it from so far up!"
"Any higher an she´ll crash right into it!!"
"You forgot to add the plastic flowers at the sides!"
"It´s already bright yellow! What more do yah want?!"
"You misspelled Scootaloo." a voice said at their backs. They both jumped in surprise and turned over to find a familiar orange pegasus casually drinking hay juice.
"Scoots!" they shouted and jumped to hug her. Scootaloo had no problems grabbing Sweetie but Apple had grown so much she was actually kinda heavy.
"When did yah get into town?" the farmer asked.
"A few hours ago, I stopped by to get a drink. And saw you two bickering like usual, still trying to get that discussion Cutie Mark?"
Apple Bloom punched Scootaloo but the mare simply dismissed the palyful attack as their moved into town, completely forgetting about the sign that started this argument, risking a certain veteran old mare to run straight into it.
"SO, how´s being a member of the Night Guard?" Sweetie asked to the pegasus who was still wearing her uniform.
"Cool, you guys know I was always a night pony so its pretty cool hanging on with all these nocturnal ponies."
"Ah couldn´ . Rise and shiny on the morning, that´ the kind of pony ah am." Apple Bloom proudly said.
As they get into town square, Scootaloo couldn´t help but notice how different things were. New buildings, new ponies, even the ponies she knew were different. It was a little overwhelming how things changed in merely two years since she left town.
"Is that...Featherweight? What the hay happened to him? He´s almost as big as Big Mac." Scootaloo said pointing at the bulk stallion.
"Yeah, he looks rather nice nowadays." Apple Bloom said with dreamy eyes.
"...that´s just gross."
"What? Ah didn´ said it ´cause he resembles mah brother!"
"Ugh, here comes Diamond and Silver..." Sweetie complained and tried to ignore two mares that passed by, getting the attention of every pony in the square.
Sweetie sighed in frustration, now that they were all grown up they were even MORE obnoxious.
"Silver Spoon let go of her glasses, eh? She looks good." Scootaloo commented which caused her friends to raise their eyebrows in confusion.
"So, now that yahr back what do yah want to do Scoot?" Apple Bloom asked, trying to change the subject.
"Wanna go to Sugarcube Corner for some snacks?" Sweetie offered.
"Actually that sou-"
"Auntie Bloom! Honeycrisp is being mean tah me!" a little colt cried while a filly run after him shouting "Ah´m not!"
"Ah horse apples those kids...sorry Scoots, familly matters." Apple Bloom apologized and went to take care of the little ponies.
"She is quite a family pony right now, uh?" Scootaloo said.
"Yes...oh family! I completely forgot! Rarity asked me to take care of the store! An important client is coming and she´s in Canterlot today and I was supposed to gave him an important suit and...and..." Sweetie began to panic but Scootaloo merely dismissed her with a wave of her hoof.
Once her friend disappeared, Scootaloo sighed. Everything had changed, her friends, the town, maybe even her. She leaned against a tree, refreshing under the shadow of the leaves. She was starting to regret coming back, she no longer feel connected to this town or even mares her age, so used to dealing with her older teammates. She was about to close her eyes when a sudden vision of pink assaulted her.
"Long time no see, Loo!"
Pinkie was literally just inches away from Scoots which made her blush and kncok their heads when she rushed to got up.
"Auuuh....Pinkie Pie?"
"Yup!" she said dismissing the headbutt like if it was usual.
Scootaloo took a good look at the baker pony and the first thing she noticed made her gasp. "Your mane...what happened to your mane?"
"Oh this old thing? I cut it a long time ago. I´m too old for that bouncy mess." she giggled.
"Well...it does makes you look more mature."Scoots admitted.
Pinkie simply smiled, a different smile from her usual childish smile, this was the smile of a mature and responsible mare.
****
"How did I end up here?" Scootaloo wondered aloud as she hold flour sack after flour sack that Pinkie kept throwing at her.
Somehow she had end up on Sugarcube Corner, helping Pinkie Pie clean the kitchen. Scootaloo noticed that now that Pinkie handled the place the decorations were different and there were more creative and original candies on display such a chocolate made griffon and candy parasprites.
"How are the Cakes?" she asked.
"Fine. Loving Fillydelphia. Where did this kid let the spatule?" Pinkie answered without even looking back.
Obviously, Pound Cake wasn't a very good apprentice, Scootaloo thought. She was starting to get bored and thinking of a good excuse to leave when her eyes drifted to Pinkie´s flanks. She was in the floor searching under the sink and moving side to side in a pretty suggestive manner. Scootaloo could feel her feathers getting stiff and tried to itch her back, really hard to do with her hooves busy.
"Here it is!"
Scootaloo didn´t even listened, she was busy trying not to focus on what her tail was hiding. She finally decided to peek and found a pair of bright blue eyes looking at her seductively.
"Wh-what?"
"You were checking on me." Pinkie chimed.
"Wha- of course not!" her blush told otherwise.
"Yes you were, young lady." she said, leaning closer.
Scootaloo tried to mumble something but instead just let the flour sacks drop.
*****
Blueberries. That´s what Pinkie tasted like.
Scootaloo always wondered how her kisses would taste. She used to wonder that a lot. She never told Apple Bloom but she was sure both her and her sister tasted like cider and Sweetie probably like strawberries. But right now all she could feel were the strawberries as Pinkie´s tongue played with hers.
It was like a dream, one second she was on the kitchen, oggling a baloon Cutie Mark; and now they were in the bed making out. They were lying on their side but Scootaloos wings have grown so much and were getting stiff so she was starting to get uncomfortable and slowly moved to be in top of Pinkie.
"You have grown into a really pretty mare." Pinkie said when they finally took a break.
"Re-really?"
"Really." she repeated and began to caresses Scootaloo´s chest. Her armor was already on the floor, disarmed in an impulse. Pinkie´s apron was still on the bed but slowly began to slide to the floor. Pinkie continued massaging the pegasus chest, her now muscled body even more sensitive to attention. Pinkie knew exactly what to do, slowly moving from up above down to her erected nipples, letting Scootaloo get her own rhythm rubbing against Pinkie and let her wings spread full.
"Pi-pinkie..."
"I know. I´m pretty excited too." with a gentle and reassuring smile she moved Scootaloo to the side. "Let me get something." and she moved to her night stand to pick something from the drawer.
Upon seeing it, Scootaloo put on a poker face.
"Never saw one of this?" Pinkie joked, holding the two headed dildo.
"No, its....its rainbow colored."
"Oh right!" Pinkie giggled again at the funny situation; it was a different giggle to the one she had years ago. It used to annoy Scoots back in the day but now it was reassuring, comforting. Being around Pinkie made her felt cared, a strange feeling.
Luckily Pinkie knew how not to ruin the mood and returned to kiss Scootaloo, slowly massaging the bottom of her wings to make sure they remain stiff. Once they were excited enough, Pinkie spread her legs and placed the dildo inside, inviting Scootaloo to join in. Scoots was never fun of them but the feeling of being connected to Pinkie right now seemed like the best possible thing. Had there been any clients inside they will probably had heard the rocking on the bed, two excited rubbing each other while letting the dildo move back and forth. Despite her training, Scootaloo wasn´t able to hold her position and began to fall backwards to the edge of the bed.
Pinkie noticed this and stopped, "You alright?"
"A-ah I´m slipping a little..."
"Let me fix that." Pinkie softly said and moved away from Scoots. Dildo still inside, she took a pair of pillows and made an improvised seat, sitting straight. "Hop in." she joked and Scoots did precisely that, sitting over Pinkie.
Now they were in a much better position, Scootaloo crossed her legs around Pinkie´s waist while Pinkie was comfortably leaned over the pillows. They were able to kiss like this, something that Scootaloo loved to do; and Pinkie was able to massage the bottom of her wings again, something that she also loved.
"enjoying this?" Pinkie asked, on that same comforting tone.
"Very. You know how to umh! handle a pegasus..." she answered.
"I had experience."
"Ra-rainbow?"
"Nope."
"Fluttershy?"
Pinkie didn´t answered but instead held Scoots closer.
"Come on! Do-donpt made guess right nAAWW!!"
Scootaloo had the best orgarsm of her life. She couldn't even compare it to any other. She was literally seeing stars. She fell over Pinkie and they both remained there gasping for air for a few minutes before they slide to the side, removing the dildo and then holding closer.
"Tha...that was...sorry I came to fast." Scootaloo said.
Pinkie giggled yet again. "I actually came a while ago."
"What? When?"
"Around when you asked Rainbow."
"And why did you keep going?" Scoots asked confused.
"´cause you were still going, silly filly." and she poked her nose. "Oh and by the way, I lied a little. I had experience with pegasus with horns."
Scootaloo´s eyes went wide. "No way! The boss?"
"hihihi I call her moonpie."
Scootaloo laughed, that harsh tomboyish laugh of hers and moved closer to Pinkie, drowning in that smell of fresh candies. She wondered how the long fluffy mane would have felt but right now resting on the mare´s neck was a really sweet sensation.
