Chapters It was a lovely autumn day in Equestria. The air was cool and crisp, with the slightest chill to signify the season. The sky was full of sunlight and there wasn't a cloud to be seen. Many ponies were frolicking and grazing, doing whatever they enjoyed to bask in the wonderful sunny day. Celestia's sun sat high and bright and the denizens of Equestria were happy to partake in lovely sunshine as opposed to the usual brisk and rainy weather of fall.
However, three little fillies were spending the day together. Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo were deep in thought about their next shared activity, hoping to find their special talents. The Cutie Mark Crusaders yearned to finally earn their cutie marks. The filly trio had tried numerous activities during their tenure together and all were unsuccessful.
The CMC were currently at Fluttershy's Cottage, helping the pegasus mare with her critters. Scootaloo suggested the idea of ‘animal feeders’ as a possible cutie mark to her friends. The other two nodded their support and agreed to try.
"Think today is the day we finally get our cutie marks, girls?" Sweetie Belle asked.
"Today is as good a day as any, right Apple Bloom?" Scootaloo chimed in.
"Yeah! We've had so many ideas, ah reckon one o' us mus' be get'n close ta discoverin' our special talent an' gettin’ their cutie mark!"
"Woohoo!" Sweetie Belle squealed exuberantly. "Come on, then! Let's help Fluttershy feed her animals and finally get our marks!"
All three shouted in unison.
"CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS ANIMAL FEEDERS! YAY!"
The excited shouting of the trio caused the birds in Fluttershy’s parlor to chirp and squawk in hysteria. The yellow pegasus quickly rectified the issue with soft coaxing and a calm voiced demeanor. Fluttershy cleared her throat and the CMC rubbed the back of their heads bashfully.
"Sorry about that, Fluttershy." Scootaloo apologized.
"It's alright, girls. I know you're all excited, but please pay attention. This is very important."
The CMC were listening intently as Fluttershy instructed how much nourishment to give her critters. The bunnies, squirrels, and chickens all ate different amounts and types of food.
"Remember, girls! It's best to feed Angel Bunny and the other bunnies sliced carrots. If they have whole ones, they'll eat too fast and might get a tummyache. That'd be just awful."
The timid yellow pegasus pouted, thinking about her animal friends in distress, but quickly got back to the lesson.
"Elizabeak and the other chickens get two cupfuls of seed. There's a ladle and cups in the bag so feeding them will be a total breeze."
Fluttershy smiled at each member of the CMC before continuing.
"Oh! And the squirrels get a cup of berries and peanuts. Those lovely critters look so cute when they're munching. It makes me so happy watching them."
Apple Bloom spoke. "Thanks fer the lesson, Fluttershy! We'll feed em jus’ as ya say. You dun need tah worry!"
Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle both nodded and reaffirmed Apple Bloom's words.
"You bet! We'll make sure all your critters get fed!" Scootaloo chimed.
"Yeah! So take it easy, Fluttershy. The CMC are on it!"
The trio grinned happily at the yellow pegasus and Fluttershy returned it with a warm smile of her own.
"Thanks so much girls! I'm gonna take a small nap. This sunshine makes me a little sleepy."
"Sweet dreams, Fluttershy!" piped Sweetie Belle.
Fluttershy lay on the couch, resting her head gently on the pillow, and closed her eyes. She yawned before replying.
"Thank you, Sweetie Belle."
Apple Bloom gingerly walked to the kitchen and found the carrots Fluttershy kept on the counter. She quietly opened the drawer of utensils, removing a carrot slicer. The small yellow Earth Pony then took a bowl out of the dish cupboard and left the kitchen. She nodded to her fellow CMC members.
"Okay! Let's go!" Sweetie Belle whispered.
The three fillies tiphoofed out the front door and softly closed it.
"Alright! Let's feed some critters and finally earn our cutie marks!" Scootaloo squealed in delight.
"Yeah! Ah'll feed the bunnies. Sweetie can feed the squirrels. You shoul’ take care o' the chickens, Scootaloo. Ya know, cuz ya’ll totally related n' all."
"Ha-ha. Very funny, Apple Bloom." replied Scootaloo dully.
Apple Bloom playfully stuck out her tongue and Scootaloo giggled. The three friends shared a laugh and a hoof bump together and went their separate ways and got to work.
Apple Bloom walked around the side of Fluttershy's cottage to the rabbit hutch. The yellow-coated filly counted ten bunnies; the exact number Fluttershy gave her. She peered into the hutch and smiled, seeing them hopping and playing together.
"Ya’ll hungry?"
Hearing this, all bunnies hopped towards Apple Bloom, eager to see what treat they received.
"Fluttershy is takin’ a little nap righ' now, bu’ she instructed me ta give ya’ll cute critters some delicious n' juicy carrots."
The bunnies happily jumped and squeaked. Carrots were their favorite.
She carefully sliced the bushel of five carrots and placed an equal amount in each bowl, then opened the hutch to insert the dishes. Every bunny had nearly half a carrot to munch on. After she was done, Apple Bloom had an extra two sliced ones that she quickly gulped down.
"Good fer bunnies n' ponies! Very delicious. Go ahead n' eat up!"
That's just what the bunnies did while Apple Bloom watched with joy.
Sweetie Belle was in the back area of Fluttershy's Cottage. The diffident pegasus owned a large. stone-coated fish pond, colorful and lively birdhouses in nearly every tree, and a squirrel sanctuary too. All of the Sciuridae were chattering with each other. The unicorn filly approached the pack and addressed them.
"Hello, squirrels. Sweetie Belle is here to give you all some delicious berries and peanuts. Doesn't that sound yummy?"
The squirrels jumped in excitement and ran towards her. Sweetie giggled at their response.
"Fluttershy said a cupful for each of you. So no fighting, okay?"
Each squirrel nodded, signifying they understood. The rodents watched Sweetie fill ten cups with half berries and half peanuts. Their tummies grumbled.
"Okay, lovely critters! Snack time is here. Enjoy and Fluttershy will be around later on for dinner time!"
Sweetie placed the cups down and the squirrels began to dive in. The white-coated filly giggled at their eagerness.
Scootaloo entered the chicken coop. The coop had a pungent odor, but, aside from that, was immaculate. The purple-maned pegasus inched towards the chickens. Besides Elizabeak, Fluttershy had five others. All were present.
"Here, chickchickchickchick" Scootaloo squawked, trying to get their attention.
The chickens stared at each other momentarily, then glanced towards Scootaloo.
“I know Fluttershy is the one feeding you guys all the time, but the CMC wanted to give her a little rest. So I'll be taking care of snack time today. Is that cool?"
A few chickens simply clucked in response.
"I'll take that as a 'yes' then."
Scootaloo found the bag of seed in the corner. She carefully took the ladle into her mouth and poured out a cupful of seed. It was an arduous task, but after ten minutes, twelve cupfuls of seed were measured and served. It took the chickens just half a minute to greedily devour what they were given.
"Wow. You all must've been super hungry, huh?"
Scootaloo chortled to herself then put the cups and ladle back into the bag of seed before departing the coop.
All three fillies met right outside Fluttershy's front door. They kept their voices to a whisper, to avoid possibly waking her.
"Anything, girls?” Asked Sweetie Belle.
"Not me. How about you, Apple Bloom?" Scootaloo inquired with a sad tone.
"Nope. Looks like we ain' meant tah be critter feeders."
All three fillies dejectedly sighed.
"Ugh. We've tried everything to get our cutie marks", began Scootaloo.
"Creature catchers, carpenters, comedy, chicken herding, chimney sweeping..."
"Karate, roller derby, jugglin', kite flyin'..." Added Apple Bloom.
"Magic tricks, newspaper reporters, even skydiving..." chimed Sweetie Belle.
"Nothin' has worked yet." Apple Bloom pouted.
The trio sat in silence for a few moments before a lightbulb went off in Scootaloo's mind.
"Wait! I just had a crazy idea."
Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom glanced at Scootaloo. Neither replied so the orange pegasus continued.
"We're all trying to get our cutie marks and discover our special talent, right?"
"Right." Sweetie and Apple Bloom said simultaneously.
"And uncovering our talent is a bit like treasure hunting. Following the map of what we think to do and chase our cutie mark."
"Uh. Where ya goin' with this, Scootaloo?" Apple Bloom inquired.
"Pfffft. Isn't it obvious, Apple Bloom? What if our special talent is treasure hunting? That'd be such an awesome cutie mark!"
Sweetie Belle's eyes widened in excitement and she raised a hoof in exclaimed surprise.
"Ooh! Ooh! I'm liking this idea a lot. That'd be super! We could be..."
"CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS TREASURE HUNTERS! YAY!"
The three fillies quickly covered their mouths from the outburst, hoping they didn't disturb Fluttershy's nap.
"So, where should we hunt for treasure first?” asked the white unicorn filly.
Scootaloo put her hoof to her chin to think, then quickly beamed and nodded.
"Think, Sweetie Belle. If you had treasure that you didn't want anypony to find, where would you hide it?”
Apple Bloom gave her friend an incredulous stare, squinted, and looked in both directions.
"Scootaloo, are ya saying..."
"Yep!"
"We're going in the..." Began Sweetie Belle.
"Everfree Forest. Exactly!" Scootaloo stated triumphantly.
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle gulped. They were feeling nervous but also excited.
Fluttershy's Cottage was very close to the border of the Everfree Forest. It wasn't a long walk. The three ponies got there in less than five minutes and stood at the outskirts.
"Alright, you two ready to find some treasure and earn our cutie marks?” Scootaloo asked.
"Well, I'd be more rapturous if we didn't need to enter the forest to find treasure." Sweetie Belle replied, her ears flopping in worry.
"Rapturous? What are you, a dictionary?”
Apple Bloom put an arm around each of her friends and pulled them into a close embrace..
"C'mon, girls! We ain’ get’n no cutie marks standin’ around. So let’s go!”
The Cutie Mark Crusaders all took a deep breath and walked forward, entering the forest.
Scootaloo galloped towards her scooter, having rested it against a tree in close proximity to Fluttershy’s Cottage. She quickly fastened her purple and white helmet and placed a hoof on both handlebars, flapping her wings with all her might and bringing the scooter to life.. Scootaloo rode at top speed, a big grin adorning her face and the wind whipping at her coat and tail.
The adventurous filly rode out of the wooded area quickly and back into the safe confines of Ponyville. She smiled and waved to the passerbys and they returned the friendly gesture.
The orange pegasus shifted her eyes to the bangle still on her hoof and wondered if it held some sort of a secret? Some unknown ability? If it were truly just a piece of jewelry, surely that mysterious stranger wouldn’t have been so hasty in his attempt to get rid of it. She remembered the promise Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle shared with her. Not to tell anypony what activities they had been up to. And yet… Scootaloo really wanted answers of the object she was wearing.
“Rainbow Dash!” Scootaloo shouted.
An idea formed in her mind. She’d ask Rainbow Dash for information, hopefully without revealing her adventures exploits obtaining it. Rainbow Dash was somepony Scootaloo trusted empirically.
Thought in mind, she continued riding top speed, focusing on the task at hoof. She bunny-hopped over a medium-sized rock and kept scootering towards Rainbow Dash’s house, anxious to show off her new possession. The scooter moved due to her flapping momentum and the energetic filly rode on, whistling a whimsical tune to herself, passing plenty of ponyfolk.
Rainbow Dash was in heat. She’d been experiencing it for nearly ten days and it was getting worse with each passing day. The speedster was extremely horny, feeling fertile and lustful. She couldn’t remember the last time her ovulation cycle gave her such uncontrollable urges.
Rainbow was lying in bed, her hoof clopping away at her marehood. She slid her hoof alongside her labia and her tongue lolled out of her mouth in pleasure. Dear Celestia, it felt good. Dash fantasized about Soarin, her crush from The Wonderbolts. The weathermare daydreamed of a scenario where she and Soarin could indulge in many salacious acts together.
“Buck, Soarin. I’m all yours. Please! Mount me and give me all the pleasure possible. I crave you and your thick girthy stallionhood.”
The lustful pegasus uttered the sentence with a small amount of shame. She meant every word, but was surprised how easily it rolled off her tongue. If her friends knew the sultry thoughts that invaded her mind during heat, they’d be very alarmed.
Rainbow Dash quickly shook her head. Why was she thinking about her friends at a time like this? Suppressing her idle curiosity of their hypothetical reaction, she resumed her fantasy of Soarin. He was a total hunk. Navy blue mane and an azure coat to match. Speedy. Dreamy. Packing.
The pegasus groaned in frustration. Daydreaming could never replace the real thing. She grumbled and sat up, feeling thirsty. Her eyes drifted to the clock on the eastern wall. Rainbow did a double take. Two hours? She’d been clopping for that duration and couldn’t satiate her lust.
Dash entered her kitchen and poured herself a glass of water, chugging it in ten seconds flat.
Scootaloo looked upwards. There it was. The cloudominium. Rainbow Dash’s house was only a few moments away. She hoped Rainbow Dash was home, this was an unexpected visit after all. Scootaloo brushed the thought aside. Even if she wasn’t, she’d look all over Ponyville for her. It didn’t matter.
The scooter shot forward rapidly, Scootaloo swerving around obstacles along the way. She saw Cheerilee in the marketplace, inspecting some carrots for sale. Scootaloo waved but her teacher didn’t see her. The filly looked up again, glad the home was closer. It was breathtaking.
The floating dwelling consisted of rainbows and clouds; mostly cirrus, cirrostratus, and cumulonimbus, with a few other types too. A prismatic rainbow drooped from the dome-shaped roof down towards the edge of clouds that made up the lower formation. The sight was spectacular.
She reached the floating house and brought her buzzing scooter to a stop. Scootaloo removed her helmet and looked up. It was high and her wings were too undeveloped to enable her to fly up there. Dropping her helmet in frustration, she pondered what to do next.
Rainbow Dash had another cup of water. Then another. The mare tried to clear her head, feeling estrogen course through her body. She hated feeling so powerless, trapped in the confines of her body’s natural ovulation reception. That was it. She needed a distraction.
“Time to fly.”
She wondered what was happening in town and a trip would be a perfect diversion. Rainbow kicked off the floor, flapping her wings, and flew out her kitchen window. The speedster was about to soar towards Ponyville but something caught in her peripheral vision. She descended, noticing a familiar fan with an equally familiar face.
“Hey! That you, Scoots”?
Hearing her name, Scootaloo craned her neck upwards, smiling happily as Rainbow Dash flew downwards to meet her.
“Rainbow Dash!”
Rainbow giggled and replied.
“The one and only! What’s my number one fan up to?”
“Did some crusading. We were all unsuccessful, like always.”
Rainbow gave the filly a gentle smile, understanding her frustration.
“Don’t worry, Scoots. Everypony gets a cutie mark eventually. You’ll find your special talent someday.”
Now it was Scootaloo’s turn to smile. She was grateful that Rainbow Dash was trying to cheer her up, and equally grateful how easily she had.
“Check this out, Rainbow Dash!” Scootaloo said proudly, extending her jeweled hoof.
Rainbow peered at it and blinked.
“What’s this junk? Some anklet? You trying your hoof at getting a modeling cutie mark or something”?
“Me, Apple Bloom, and Sweetie Belle found it while crusading earlier. Sweetie Belle said it’s a bangle.”
“A bangle?”
“Yeah, Sweetie said it was some stylish accessory.”
“Pssh. You know I don’t give a pegasus feather about fashion stuff like clothes and jewelry. That’s definitely more of Rarity’s specialty. Why don’t you go ask her?”
“Yeah you’re right. I guess I was in such a rush to show you that I forgot you don’t have an interest in stuff like this.”
Rainbow Dash craned her wings, anxious to start her flight. She wasn’t going to be rude and shoo Scootaloo away though.
“Sorry, squirt. I’d love to help, but I’m a total featherbrain about those topics. Now if you wanted to try your hoof at extreme speed sports, I’m your pony!”
Scootaloo sighed.
“Hey, don’t worry about it, Rainbow Dash. I’ll see you tomorrow for our scheduled hangout, yeah?”
“Of course! I’d never leave my little sis hanging!”
Rainbow and Scootaloo shared a hoof bump and Rainbow Dash enveloped the filly in her wing, nuzzling lovingly. Scootaloo nuzzled back happily, glad to share such a nice embrace. In their cuddle, Scootaloo inadvertently touched Rainbow with her bangled hoof.
There was an immediate response from the mare as amazing pleasure flowed through her body from ear to hoof. Every square inch of her being felt like it was melting. Whatever this feeling was, Rainbow Dash wanted more. It was a better sensation than any orgasm she ever had.
“Whoa… Pipsqueak, do that again!”
The young filly gave Rainbow Dash a confused stare, completely unsure what she meant.
“Huh? Do what?”
“Just a second ago. When I hugged you, did you give me one back?”
“I may have grazed you with my hoof. I’m sorry. Should I not have done-”
“No! I mean, yes. I mean, it’s alright. Can you do it again, but just pat my mane or something?”
Well, that was an odd request. Scootaloo blinked and squinted with bewilderment.
“I know it sounds strange. But please? Just do this small favor for me?”
Scootaloo dragged her bangled hoof slowly alongside Rainbow’s mane, starting from the ruby red to the pigmented purple. While it happened, the weathermare shook with total enjoyment, kicking her hoof out uncontrollably.
“Omgosh, Omgosh, Omgosh,” Rainbow Dash repeated blissfully.
The cyan pegasus’s body flooded with pulsating pleasure. It traversed from her head, down her neck, alongside her body, and down to her hooves. Rainbow had no idea what was happening, but adored this sensation. It was unquestionably, undeniably, completely unforgettable. Her wings flared open, popping a wingboner. Her breath quickened. Her juices trickled uncontrollably down her legs.
Scootaloo stopped, lowering her hoof to the ground, staring at Rainbow Dash with uncertainty. “Um. Are you alright, Rainbow Dash?”
Rainbow’s eyes shot open. “Squirt, please let me hold onto that thing. It could be the release I need.”
Scootaloo gave Rainbow a puzzled look and Dash replied with a bashful grin, looking at the ground.
“Forget that last part, but please let me see it.”
Scootaloo could never say no to her hero. She wanted to prove herself to Rainbow Dash as a huge fan. Anything Rainbow Dash wanted, Scootaloo would provide.
“Sure! I don’t mind. Just don’t lose it, okay? Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and I found it and we plan to share it.”
Scootaloo carefully removed the bangle from her hoof and dropped it in Rainbow Dash’s awaiting ones.
“Ain’t no way I’m gonna lose this baby!” Rainbow Dash yelled happily, holding the item high in her hooves.
Scootaloo smiled at her hero’s joy. It made her happy to do something to give Rainbow delight.
“Come by tomorrow and you’ll get it back, squirt. Pinkie Promise!”
Rainbow Dash did the motions of giving a Pinkie Promise and Scootaloo nodded in agreement.
“I’ll be here right after school, Rainbow Dash!”
The cyan mare and orange filly hugged goodbye, Rainbow Dash giving Scootaloo a playful noogie. They broke and Rainbow watched the filly hop on her Scooter and ride away.
The speedster wasted no time, shooting upwards like a rocket. She flew back through her kitchen window and galloped back to her bedroom, throwing herself on her bed.
“Aww yeah! Now we’re in business.”
Rainbow was ecstatic. The full-bodied sensation she felt when Scootaloo rubbed her mane was unmatched. Even the time Rainbow and AJ scissored with dragon-shaped, hugely-barbed dildos didn’t give her such a mind-shattering reaction.
She stared at the item, flipping it to inspect all angles. Then she saw it. The blood-red artifact embedded inside. Rainbow Dash stared intently, seeming transfixed by it, before shaking her head, remembering why she wanted to borrow the item.
“You! Do that awesome thing again where you make me feel really good!”
Rainbow carefully put the bangle on her own hoof, feeling momentarily uncool for the donned attire, before lowering a hoof to her marehood and rubbing furiously.
It wasn’t the same. Her rubbing gave her pleasure, but nothing compared to what had just transpired. She quickly changed tactics.
“Maybe I need to use the hoof it’s on?” Rainbow wondered.
She did just that.
This time, the bangled hoof met her marehood. Rainbow gasped, excited, and clopped with newfound concupiscence.
It didn’t yield the result Rainbow had hoped. Whatever occurred when Scootaloo touched her did not happen when Rainbow tried. She was getting annoyed.
“Come on, stupid thing! You did it earlier, so stop pretending you can’t!”
Rainbow Dash tried her last idea. This time, she stuffed the artifact into her marehood, and attempted to masturbate.
A third unsuccessful try. Rainbow Dash became livid. She yanked the item out of her pussy and reared her hoof back, seeing red. She was about to throw it at her limestone floor when she remembered her promise to Scootaloo.
Growling to herself, she instead lightly tossed the object a foot away, having it land on her nightstand.
“Buck this! I gotta distract myself somehow. I’m gonna just take a nap!”
Rainbow Dash lay and grumbled in bed, pulling her Wonderbolts-themed blanket up, covering her torso and chin. She closed her eyes and remained still, hoping sleep would overtake her at any moment. While in that position, her mind raced.
She thought of her friends, wanting to see them again soon. Next, her musings flashed to Scootaloo, wondering how the filly’s touch caused the lively reception in her body. How did Scootaloo’s touch cause what Rainbow’s own could not?
Suddenly her eyes shot open. Scootaloo! The touch! Perhaps the object needed to be worn by one and transmitted touch to the other. It was the only rational idea Rainbow could muster.
Rainbow Dash mentally devised a plan before relaxing her mind and body. Slumber soon followed.
There was no crazy dream this time for Rainbow Dash. The speedy cyan pegasus slumbered happily, her body resting and recuperating from all past ventures. She turned in her sleep, unconsciously swaying her body until it found a better resting position. She lay on her side for a while, until the radiant sunbeams fell on her. They fully enveloped her face and body, causing her eyelids to twitch in annoyance at the sudden light.
Wait. Light?
Rainbow’s eyes snapped open in shock. She intended to only nap for an hour or two. Twilight would be unhappy now. The two made plans earlier in the week to view the stars for Friday night. Twilight mentioned something about how the astronomical constellations would be most visible that evening due to reasons Rainbow didn’t comprehend. She didn’t really care about stars and constellations, but knew it’d make her friend happy if she attended. Of course, having slept through the night, she had missed it. She sighed, knowing she let Twilight down.
The weathermare hastily removed the blanket from her body. She lay on her cloud bed for a brief moment before sitting up, rubbing her eyes with a hoof.
How am I going to explain to Twilight why I missed our plans without revealing the awful immoral truth? Think, Rainbow!
Deciding on the excuse that occupied her mind, the cyan pegasus walked to her kitchen, washing the mugs of cider that her and Scootaloo had enjoyed the previous afternoon. After they were cleaned, she filled a cup of water, guzzling it slowly. She took a few breaths, then walked to her workout room.
Rainbow began exercising to get her mind off how upset Twilight would be. She did fifty wing-ups, followed by thirty laps around the room. She ran around, not flying, deciding she’d do flight exercises later. After completing her goal, she sauntered to the small mirror that adorned a wall, next to a huge collection of Wonderbolts memorabilia. Her rosy eyes lingered on the posters of her icons for a moment, before she sighed and stared at her reflection.
Come on, Rainbow. Relax. So, you made one mistake and slept through your plans with Twilight. She’s your friend. She’ll forgive you.
Her eyes glanced again at the large assortment of Wonderbolts posters that embellished an entire wall of her workout room.
That’s right! My letter arrives today. The decision whether I’m accepted into the Wonderbolts Academy! Twilight might be a bit discouraged that you missed out on her stargazing thing, but she’ll support you no matter what decision the letter says.
Knowing she couldn’t procrastinate any longer, she walked back into her kitchen, checking the time. It was shortly after nine. Her stomach rumbled and Rainbow blushed a bit. She was peckish. Deciding to go to Sugarcube Corner for breakfast resulted in her belly impatiently growled again.
Rainbow had just closed the front door to her Cloudominium and walked onto the large patched bunch of cirrus clouds which acted as the foundation and landing pad. She looked down towards town and was about to take off, when she spotted a familiar orange-coated pegasus with a purple mane.
Scootaloo. Ponyfeathers. I don’t have time today. Breakfast, apologize to Twilight, meet up with the girls, receive my letter. That’s the….
Rainbow frowned, trying to recollect the word Twilight had taught her.
Interns? Internally? Iteration? Intentions?
She facehoofed and the word came to her. Itinerary! That’s it!
Rainbow flapped her wings, flying lazily towards the ground. She stared at the filly while flying, wondering why she had shown up so early. Rainbow was confident she had told Scootaloo that she had plans this morning. The weathermare sighed, knowing she’d get an answer when she talked with her number-one fan. It only took half a minute of lazy gliding and soaring listlessly, before she landed right near Scootaloo. The pair smiled warmly at each other and Rainbow Dash spoke first.
“Hey there, Squirt. Not that I’m unhappy to see you, but I’m sort of in a hurry. I don’t have time to play or talk this morning.”
Scootaloo nodded, understanding and hearing the earnestness in Rainbow’s words.
“I understand, Rainbow Dash. I only stopped by to bring you some breakfast.”
Rainbow Dash stared at the filly. She was taken aback slightly at the kind gesture, but confused as Scootaloo didn’t have a saddlebag. Her scooter wasn’t with her either. It was just Scootaloo, alone and bare.
“Breakfast? You’ve got breakfast for me?” Rainbow’s stomach grumbled again.
“Well, you could call it breakfast, I suppose.”
This earned a befuddled glance from the cyan pegasus.
“You’re not making much sense, Squirt.”
Scootaloo giggled and put a hoof around Rainbow’s neck, nuzzling her hero and playmate.
“I know. Just fly us back up to your home and I’ll be much clearer, don’t worry. I’m sure you’ll love what I’ve brought. I know you’re in a hurried rush, but it won’t take long. Surely you can afford a bit of time for me, won’t you?”
Scootaloo looked at Rainbow, giving her an extended puppy-dog face. Scootaloo’s eyes widened and glistened dramatically and her muzzle formed a large pout. Rainbow Dash groaned, and Scootaloo knew she would cave.
“Alright alright. But long as it’s quick. I really got a lot to do this morning, Scoots.”
The filly squeed and nodded. Rainbow leaned down and the filly eagerly latched onto Rainbow’s nape, holding on as the mare flapped her wings, ascending back towards her Cloudominium. The two landed on the clump of cirrus clouds and Rainbow opened the door, waving a hoof forward to allow Scootaloo entrance. Scootaloo chuckled at the reaction and waltzed inside. Dash followed and closed the door.
Due to the immense amount of radiant sunbeams hitting the cloud home, it looked even more prepossessing in the morning than it did the previous afternoon. Prismatic light of all hues refracted and reflected from the glimmers. Rainbows seemed to float from ceiling to floor, and from this room to the adjoining room. It made Scootaloo gasp in surprise and she marveled at it. They were in Rainbow’s workout/pep-talk room and Scootaloo was staring, muzzle agape, astonished at the circular rainbow that glistened in the middle of it. The rainbow had three layers of prismatic light and scintillated beautifully
Dash cleared her throat and the filly shook her head, getting out of her mystified stupor. She squeaked a tiny apology and addressed her hero.
“Right! Sorry! The ‘breakfast’ I brought you is definitely something I know you’ve never had before!”
Rainbow raised an eyebrow and her belly rumbled once more, causing Dash to flush with embarrassment and Scootaloo to chortle.
“Rainbow Dash. Have you ever heard of “cunningulus’ before?”
The question resulted in a smirk and a grin from Rainbow Dash, who nodded.
“Yeah. I was feeling bored and mischievous one day, so I went to the library and asked Twilight for a list of dirty words I didn’t already know. She seemed bashful but gave me all the ones I missed. So I took all the dictionaries from the shelves and highlighted every dirty word I could find. She was furious and banned me for a week, but it was totally worth it!”
Scootaloo laughed at the personal anecdote Rainbow shared, and genuinely found that humorous.
“But what’s that got anything to do with breakfast?”
“Well, think about it, Dash. I offered you breakfast. I said it’s something you’ve never had before. I also asked if you’ve heard the word that describes the act.”
Rainbow’s gears in her head began turning and it only took a few seconds to comprehend the implication from the filly. Dash glanced at her pint-sized fan who merely beamed back at the mare, raising an eyebrow and a wink.
“Oh! I mean…”
Scootaloo tilted her head, flummoxed by the hesitation she received. She quickly switched tactics.
“Of course, you don’t have to. But I’d expect any awesome and cool pony to not have a problem with it.”
Rainbow gave a scornful gaze to Scootaloo. Loyalty was not only Dash’s virtue, but her biggest weakness.
“Now that’s not fair!”
Scootaloo didn’t respond, merely stuck her tongue out at the mare.
Rainbow Dash sighed and acquiesced the filly, instructing her to get on the bed. Scootaloo galloped at great speed, passing the kitchen before entering Rainbow’s bedroom. Dash blinked and calmly trotted to the bedroom, staring at the filly who was occupying her bed.
The orange-coated pegasus was lying comfortably on the cloud bed, her body spread wide. Each hoof was spaced far and the young pony was giddy with excitement. She recollected how she hoofed Rainbow the previous evening and, judging by the mare’s reaction, it must have felt amazing. So cunningulus must feel fantastic, right?
Rainbow joined Scootaloo, glancing at the filly, noticing how her sex was titillating the speedster with salacious desires. She gulped.
“Where’d you learn that word, Scootaloo? And there’s no way that one was one of Twilight’s vocabulary lectures!”
“Stumbled on it.” She replied with a bored tone.
“Was reading the dictionary at the library one day, wanting to find the definition of “cunningham” and saw something curiously…”
Scootaloo locked eyes with Rainbow for a tiny moment.
“Highlighted.”
Rainbow groaned indignantly. Scootaloo placed her hooves behind her head, resting comfortably, looking at the mare expectantly.
“Don’t be scared, Rainbow Dash. We’ve already had so much fun together. Surely it wouldn’t be a problem if you dove into your breakfast that I’m generously offering you.”
At the mention of that word, Rainbow suspired. She knew this ‘food’ wouldn’t give her any actual nourishment, but it wasn’t like she could refuse Scootaloo either. She groaned and lowered her head to the filly’s sex.
“Promise this stays between us, Scoots.”
The Cutie Mark Crusader nodded ardently and quipped a vow to keep it between the two of them.
Having her faith assured, Dash sniffed curiously at the pussy of her biggest fan. It smelled sweet, similar to cherries. Gaining her confidence, pushing doubt out of her mind, Rainbow’s tongue slowly extended out of her muzzle and gave a curious lick at the labia of Scootaloo.
The younger pegasus immediately moaned upon the contact, her body shivering with pleasure, and contorted gently. She hadn’t expected such a rush of sensation so quickly.
Rainbow looked at Scootaloo, and, once the filly nodded, Rainbow licked again. Scootaloo bit down on her hoof, stifling a moan. She was feeling euphoric. Her idol. Her hero. The pony she respected above all others. THE Rainbow Dash… was currently eating her out. This thought made Scootaloo pulsate, some juice leaking out. Rainbow lapped at it, tasting the sweetness, and Scootaloo bit down harder on her hoof.
“Good girl, Dashie. Eat your breakfast.”
Rainbow smirked at Scootaloo, knowing she was teasing her for the fun of it. Rainbow continued, lolling her tongue out again, licking between the folds of Scootaloo’s pussy. Her eyes closed as she lapped at it, enjoying the sweet flavor.
Scootaloo’s chest heaved euphorically. The tomboy pegasus had never felt a more blissful and gratifying moment than the one currently making her body tremble.
Dash placed two of her hooves gently on Scootaloo’s legs, pulling them apart softly. Her tongue licked at the inner folds next to Scootaloo’s pussy, causing the filly to gasp in surprise. Rainbow chuckled at this.
“Hey! I’m trying to give you a delicious treat here. So start eating!” Scootaloo yelled with feign annoyance, before grabbing the back of Rainbow’s mane in two hooves. She clutched at her coiffure and pushed the weathermare’s head deep into her snatch.
Dear Celestia, I can’t believe Rainbow Dash is such a kinky mare! Keep licking me!
Rainbow was surprised and attempted to mutter out a bout of protest, but her muzzle was shoved right against Scootaloo’s cunt. The young pegasus held her hero tightly against her sex and demanded Rainbow continue.
She obliged, offering no resistance and dove deeply in now, her tongue shoved excitedly into Scootaloo’s pussy. The prismatic pegasus lapped at every square inch of the filly’s pussy that it touched.
Not a bad breakfast, Scoots. Thanks for this!
Rainbow stopped thinking and happily went further, sucking gently on the folds of Scootaloo’s labia. It made the CMC member moan loudly, despite having resumed biting her hoof.
Scootaloo still held Rainbow’s mane in a tight grip. The feelings Rainbow was instilling in her were amazing and the orange pegasus didn’t want them to cease. She gasped from excitement, drawing a deep breath while her body began to shudder from Rainbow’s efforts.
The speedster continued sucking Scootaloo’s labia for another minute before resuming licking around the younger pony’s pussy. The two pegasi lovers were enjoying this activity.
“Rainbow Dash…. I….. I feel funny!”
Rainbow stopped, turning her muzzle to the side so Scootaloo could hear her.
“You’re about to cum, squirt. It’s called an orgasm and it’ll feel amazing. I promise! Go ahead!”
Scootaloo nodded, not needing the encouragement. Her body was experiencing the most mind-boggling thing she ever felt and Scoots was now curious of the feeling this orgasm would give her.
Rainbow chuckled, finding it adorable how Scootaloo was being in the moment. Knowing Scootaloo hadn’t had a previous orgasm made Rainbow Dash more confident to give her the most mind blowing one she could.
“I’m gonna get back to my ‘breakfast’ now, Scoots.”
Scootaloo squeaked and prepared herself for whatever came next. She didn’t wait long as Rainbow shoved her hooves against the folds of Scootaloo’s cunt. Rainbow pulled gently, extending the muscles surrounding Scootaloo’s nether region.
“Here I go, Scoots. Be sure to squirt, Squirt!”
The younger pegasus was puzzled by what Rainbow meant but her eyes widened with glee when she felt Rainbow’s tongue shove itself deep in her sex. Rainbow moaned, feeling voluptuous, with her tongue buried in Scootaloo’s moist warm chamber.
“You’re bucking amazing, Rainbow Dash!”
Rainbow didn’t reply, but licked happily, her tongue now traveling in a circular motion along Scootaloo’s clitoris.
Scootaloo trembled at this. Whatever Rainbow Dash was doing with her tongue made Scootaloo shake with exhilaration.
Rainbow Dash continued, licking around Scootaloo’s clitoris ten times before she buried her tongue deep inside Scoot’s gleaming sex. The filly’s pussy didn’t just have the odor of cherries, but the flavor too. Rainbow lapped happily, enjoying the taste and smell.
The weathermare now turned her attention back to Scootaloo’s clitoris. She took it in her muzzle, sucking gently on it, her tongue licking at the clitoris now and then with total fervor.
At this, Scootaloo knew something was about to happen. She pushed Rainbow’s head forward with impressive strength, not releasing her mane still clutched in a hoof. The filly screamed with passion and Rainbow knew what was coming.
Dash released the clitoris from her mouth and exuberantly began licking Scootaloo’s pussy again, her muzzle feeling juices shoot out from Scootaloo’s orgasm. Some of it was gulped down. Some landed on Rainbow’s face or muzzle.
Scootaloo squeaked in bliss, her body coursed with the most delight she had experienced. Her cunt was feeling strange, and Scootaloo wasn’t sure if it was due to Rainbow’s actions, or the orgasm. The filly squealed and moaned Rainbow’s name, arching her hips while the rapture seemed to travel from her head to her hooves.
Once it ended, the filly lay on the bed, feeling lethargic but full of energy at the same time. It was a strange feeling, not one she thought she could define. This orgasm, as Dash called it, was even better than Scootaloo expected. Her chest rose and lowered with each gasping breath she greedily took. Her head was slumped on Rainbow’s pillow.
“Dear…….. Celestia……….” Scootaloo muttered, before finally releasing her grip on Rainbow’s mane.
The speedster slowly removed her muzzle from Scootaloo’s nether region, wiping the juices from her face with a hoof. She grinned at her number one fan and addressed her.
“You know. That may have been the best breakfast I’ve ever had. Thank you for that, Scootaloo.”
Scootaloo could only moan something unintelligible in response, one of her hooves kicking absentmindedly from the ordeal.
Dash giggled at her and helped the filly sit up then took a seat next to her, ruffling her mane with a hoof.
“Thanks squirt! Was delicious!”
Scootaloo blushed but tried to play it cool again. “Figured you’d enjoy it.” Then the filly squeed, beaming at her icon.
“Hope you don’t think I’m rude, Scoots, but I’ve got plans with Twilight, Pinkie, and the other girls. I’m sorta already behind and need to go.”
The Cutie Mark Crusader shook her head. “I understand! I did kinda show up unexpectedly. But let’s hang out again later, okay?”
“Deal! I’m waiting for an important letter to see if I get accepted into the Wonderbolt Academy. Of course, being the best flier, I’m sure to be a shoe in!”
Scootaloo stared in amazement at her hero and flashed her a prideful grin.
“I know you’ll get in, Rainbow Dash. Find me after and tell me what the letter said, okay?”
Rainbow nodded and stood up. Scootaloo followed. The pair walked back to the front door. Dash opened it, both left, and then the door closed.
Scootaloo climbed up on Dash’s back, and the weathermare flew to the ground in less than a minute. She landed on the grass and leaned downwards, allowing Scootaloo to touch grass too. The filly climbed off and looked at Rainbow joyously.
“I’m heading to find the girls now, Scoots. I’ll catch you later on, kay?”
“Sounds great, Rainbow Dash!”
They nuzzled each other happily and Rainbow gave Scootaloo a small smooch on her lips. It only lasted a second, but it was long enough to cause a blush on the orange filly. Rainbow winked at her.
“See you, Squirt!” Rainbow said, before flying off towards Ponyville. Scootaloo galloped towards town too.
Hello, Rainbow! I'd like to play a game!
Immediately, Scootaloo zipped in at an alarming speed. The young pegasus was bursting with energy. Dash watched her with mild amusement, chuckling at the ebullience. Rainbow stepped inside and closed the door before addressing Scootaloo.
“Hey, squirt. Settle down.”
The school-aged pony stopped, inclining her head towards the cloud floor and gently dropped the bag. She looked back towards her hero, and rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment.
“Sorry, Rainbow. I’m just really eager to spend more time with you is all. I’m a big ball of energy right now.”
Dash cantered, excited herself and put a loving hoof on Scootaloo’s head. She rubbed softly at the purple strands of Scootaloo’s mane. Scoots cooed at the action.
“So, Scoots? What’s in the bag? Y’know, besides the dog treats you got for Apple Bloom.”
The filly chuckled and shook her head.
“Not so fast, Dash. Heh. Funny to say that because you’re so speedy. But be patient. You’ll find out soon.”
Rainbow sulked slightly. Her curiosity was really tugging at her now and it was hard to ignore. She stared at the bag, hoping to get a type of hint from the outline of the supplies within. It was fruitless though and she sighed sadly.
“I’m hungry. You got something I can eat, Dash?”
The weathermare’s head rose and she gave the filly a gentle nod.
“Sure. You want fruit? Oatmeal? Maybe something sweet?”
“Ooh! Ooh! Oatmeal would hit the spot. It’s a little chilly and a nice hot bowl of oatmeal would be so good right now.”
Rainbow thought the same and the two walked out of the work out room into her kitchen. The sun was shining beautifully through the spaces in the clouds. An open hole in the exterior, a makeshift window, glimmered from the beams. Rainbow used her teeth to pry a drawer open from her pantry. There were a few options of oatmeal and Rainbow asked Scootaloo which one she’d like.
The orange pegasus browsed the choices. Her stomach rumbled impatiently but Scootaloo paid it no mind.
Brown sugar and cinnamon, regular, blueberries and cream, chocolate, maple, strawberry. Wow! Rainbow sure loves her oatmeal.
The speedster waited patiently for Scootaloo to make a decision. As the filly’s eyes inspected the possibilities, a certain flavor called out to her. She gestured excitedly with a hoof, to signify her choice.
“Banana! Can’t go wrong with that one.”
Rainbow nodded her head and took four packets of oatmeal from the box. She trotted towards her table and placed the packages delicately on the side of it. Rainbow went to her cupboard and removed two bowls, putting them next to the cuisine.
Scootaloo returned to Rainbow’s workout room and took the bag in her teeth. The filly walked through the kitchen and into the bedroom. She quickly stuffed the bag under the bed, pushing it under the duvets that covered Rainbow’s bed. Scoots returned to the kitchen with a smile and watched Rainbow open the packages, slowly ripping them open with her teeth.
Despite spilling a small portion, Rainbow had a nearly even amount of oatmeal in both bowls. She put one under the kitchen faucet and turned the nozzle to release hot water. The liquid filled the bowl quickly and Rainbow slowly put the container on the table before completing the same pattern with the second one.
Both mare and filly sat atop a few cloud chairs and ate. They made small talk, genuinely interested in the conversation topics they presented. Rainbow asked Scootaloo how school was going.
“Pretty great! Me, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle always enjoy the lessons taught by Miss Cheerilee. Hey, did you have her when you were a filly, Rainbow Dash?”
“Nah Squirt. Remember, I’m from Cloudsdale. I had a teacher called Miss Sundrops. She was pretty cool.”
“Oh right. Not sure how I forgot you weren’t originally from Ponyville. So, you still lead the weatherponies in town. Do you enjoy the work?”
“It’s not bad. It’s another chance to show off my awesomeness, of course. But I do take my work seriously. Me, Cloudchaser, Flitter and Thunderlane are the four best pegasi. We are the Cloud Team, in charge of clearing out clouds for sunny days, or assembling them for cloudy days. Sometimes we assist with the Rain Team and construct storm clouds together for downpours or thunderstorms.”
Scootaloo bobbed her head in agreement and finished the rest of her oatmeal. She licked at her muzzle, removing the morsels that stuck to her face. Rainbow watched, amused, and gulped her own bowl, licking the remnants clinging on the porcelain material. Both were done and stood up from the table. Rainbow walked towards her sink and the filly bounced behind her, a joyous spring with each trot.
“Thanks for the food, Rainbow Dash. It hit the spot.” Scootaloo said, while giving Rainbow her bowl.
“Sure. No problem, kid!” Dash replied, washing the two dishes under the hot water.
Rainbow took a dish towel and dried them. Once confirming they were spotless, she put them back in her cupboard. Immediately after RD turned around again, Scootaloo galloped towards her heroine and hugged her around the chest. Smiling, Rainbow reciprocated.
The two ponies stayed in the joyous and amorous nuzzling. Scootaloo released a gleeful sigh, enjoying the warmth emanating from the older pegasus mare. Rainbow redoubled her hug on the filly, grinning in delight at the embrace. After a few more moments, the pair broke.
“Hey, Rainbow Dash?”
“Yes, Scoots?”
“Now that lunch is done, how would you like to have some dessert?”
Rainbow blushed, understanding the innuendo from the young orange pony. Dash chuckled a bit.
“That depends, Squirt.”
The filly cocked her head to the side, unsure of what Rainbow meant. It was an ambiguous statement.
“On what, Rainbow?”
“Is the dessert all I can eat?” Dash replied, sticking her tongue out at her companion.
Scootaloo did the same and released a small giggle. “Of course! I’d like you to eat your fill.”
“Then I’m totally ready for some dessert, kid!”
Scootaloo grinned, squeeing in excitement, and leaned up to kiss Rainbow on the lips. The mare and filly were lip locked in a sentiment of their affection. The mare softly cradled a wing around her intimate and closed her eyes. Scootaloo cooed from the caressing and shut her eyes too. The only sounds were lip smacking and moaning from both ponies.
Scootaloo rubbed a hoof gently up Rainbow’s chest, sliding it around Dash’s fluffy feathers. The mare was smiling from Scoot’s affection, and responded by pulling her closer with a wing.
Rainbow and Scootaloo happily smooched each other, completely enjoying the moment. They were with the pony who understood them most and were attracted to. The pair of pegasi fondly embraced. After a moment, the two lovers parted. Scootaloo was catching her breath while Rainbow smiled at her.
“You’re a great kisser, Squirt. I mean that.”
The filly blushed at the praise and took a gasp, trying to get the air back in her lungs. Everytime she canoodled the pegasus, she was left breathless. Rainbow watched while Scootaloo regained her breath and the filly spoke.
“Guess I learned from the best.”
Rainbow smirked at that and leaned down, placing a soft gentle smooch right on Scootaloo’s lips. It didn’t linger. The mare pulled back almost as soon as they connected.
The young pony jumped in place excitedly and Rainbow found her behavior adorable. Scootaloo was galloping in a circle around the weatherpony now and Dash couldn’t resist chuckling at the rambunctious pony.
“Does kissing me give you so much joy, Scoots?”
“Well yeah! Of course. It’s always nice to kiss you, Rainbow. But I’m excited because I remembered the bag I put in your room.”
Dash recollected the package the filly had with her when she exited the pet store and bobbed her head.
“Oh, yeah! You mentioned before at the square that I’d be interested in them? Part of some game you had planned?”
“Definitely. Come on. I’m getting anxious to show you what I picked up.”
The exuberant and effervescent filly galloped joyfully into Rainbow’s bedroom. Dash shook her head slightly with disbelief at how irrepressible the buoyant filly seemed to be, and calmed walked after her towards the bedroom.
The prismatic-maned mare found the young pony with her head underneath the duvet, pulling something out of the space between the bed and the cloud floor. Rainbow surmised it was the bag she had seen before.
“Got it! So, I picked up a few things from that place. We’ll use all of them! Except this.”
Scootaloo tenderly removed the package of dog treats and tossed them lightly towards a chair Rainbow had in the corner of the room. It landed softly on the puffy surface of Rainbow’s seat. The filly turned back to Rainbow Dash and grinned.
“The rest of the contents are just for you and me, Rainbow. Want to guess what’s inside?”
“How could I know that, Squirt? The suspense is driving me bonkers. Show me what you got.”
Grinning to herself, Scootaloo pulled out the items, one at a time, gauging Rainbow’s reaction to each object.
First, she pulled out a small bowl and Rainbow’s eyes blinked in bewilderment. The bowl was metallic. The speedster was about to speak, but Scootaloo raised a hoof to silence her.
Next came a black leather leash, and the weathermare quickly deduced that it was a pet leash, primarily for dogs. This object caused the cyan pegasus to swallow nervously.
Scootaloo hastily crinkled the bag down and stuffed it back under the duvet of Rainbow’s bed. The filly looked at the mare with a surreptitious grin.
“There’s another item in that bag, but I’ll reveal it later. In the meantime, I want to explain the game. It’s simple. You’re going to play the role of a good puppy pet. I’ll be the owner. If you do something I dislike, you’ll be punished. If you’re obedient, you get rewarded. Understand so far, Rainbow Dash?”
Rainbow stammered. She gazed at Scootaloo with an incredulous expression, not expecting the filly to be such a kinky freak.
Scootaloo cleared her throat and the weathermare nodded. She added, “Understood.”
The filly broke out in a smile and she zipped over to the speedster, hugging her happily. Seconds later, Rainbow reached her hooves out and hugged her aficionado in return.
Scootaloo spoke up. “Great! But there’s more. While you’re being a Pet, you’ll not be allowed to speak. After all, cats and dogs don’t talk, do they?”
Rainbow Dash shuddered. Scoots was really becoming more exciting with the more time the two spent together. Rainbow was amazed. She hadn’t explicitly told the young pony her innermost kinks. Yet, Scootaloo knew. Her mind reflected back to something Scootaloo had told her when they were in the town square on the cloud patch.
“Oh please. You love what I do to you.”
Rainbow remembered her reply to this boastful claim.
“Yeah. I won’t deny that. You’ve done things to me internally and externally that I’ve never had with anypony before.”
Slightly shaking, Dash recollected exactly what Scootaloo responded.
“So true. I’m aware of what makes you squirm, squeal, and smile. You’re in good hooves with me, Dashie.”
Scootaloo observed Rainbow Dash acting taciturn and she chortled at the sudden laconicness from the usually brash and vociferous pegasus.
“With me so far? You’ll be a good Pet for me, and not speak. There’s one other rule to this game.”
Rainbow swallowed, still reticent as she waited. Scootaloo was pausing for a dramatic effect.
“The final thing is you will allow anything to happen to you that I desire. No complaints. Only if you disobey, Rainbow Dash. I’m not just going to ravage you.”
The speedster’s breathing quickened, her chest rising rapidly and settling just as fast. She gawked at Scootaloo with an unreadable expression. Scootaloo noted this.
Is she excited? Fearful? Confused? Angry? Let’s find out.
“Hey. The game hasn’t started yet, Rainbow Dash. You’re allowed to speak for now. Tell me your thoughts.”
Rainbow swallowed and focused on thinking. She was initially excited. Then she felt a bit of worry. As she looked over the young pony, she tried to formulate her words precisely during her stupor of cogitation. Taking a deep breath, she unleashed her thoughts.
“I’ll say that you’re playing a very dangerous game, Scoots. You and I are doing things that even grown ponies don’t do with each other. Not only do we play in this manner, but you seem to be taking charge of it at times. It’s scary to me. But also a bit invigorating. The rules you stated are accepted. I’m willing to do this kinky fun game with you, squirt. You were right. The surprise was most welcomed and I do love the idea.”
The filly beamed at hearing this and her eyes sparkled in epitomized joy. She was thrilled to hear the acceptance from her idol.
“So, just to reiterate, Rainbow Dash. First, you’ll be a good puppy. Obedience gets rewarded. Disobedience results in punishment. Secondly, you won’t speak during the duration of this. Third, if you get punished, I have free reign to do what I want with you or to you. Do you give me your word that you agree to these rules?”
The speedster gulped again. But she was confident. How bad could it be? Scootaloo had excelled during past sessions. She could agree to this for more fun. There was no reason to hesitate. The pegasus mare nodded her head with confidence.
“I fully agree to the terms you set forth, Scoots. I will follow all three of them. That is a promise.”
Scootaloo grinned and walked towards her icon. The filly pulled at Rainbow’s chest, lowering the pegasus to her eye level. The tomboyish filly leaned upwards and grazed Rainbow’s lips with her own. She kissed her hero, tenderly, lovingly, moaning gently into the muzzle of her speedy icon.
Rainbow was surprised, but welcomed the sudden caring sentiment. Scootaloo had been taking control lately. First with her comment while the two were on the cloud tufts. Then her impulsive idea for a game. Now with the sudden act of romance.
The filly didn’t let up. Her tongue slowly darted out of her mouth and easily entered Rainbow’s. The mare didn’t resist. There was no fight; only acceptance from the speedster. Scootaloo happily explored the inside of her hero’s mouth with her muscular oral appendage.
As she kissed her, Scootaloo placed a soft hoof onto the cyan’s pegasus neck, pulling her down closer. Rainbow stumbled forward at the sudden jerk, but kept her hooves secure on the ground. Her body did lower, as was Scootaloo’s hope. This allowed the filly to kiss her deeper.
Rainbow enjoyed it and happily returned the snogging. The pair of pegasi embraced amorously, each of them moaning into the mouth of the other. Rainbow Dash loved when Scootaloo took initiative like this. It caused her excitement, and not just in her heart.
After a few minutes, Scootaloo broke it off. She took a few greedy gulps of air to get her breath back and glanced at Rainbow Dash with a devious sultry look. There were several salacious thoughts in the young pegasus’s mind. The older mare could tell and gave her a wink.
Rainbow watched as her pint-sized companion walked back to the bed. She leaned down again to grab the last item that was still in the bag. As she did, she shook her plot teasingly towards Rainbow and it caused the pegasus to blush fiercely.
“Damn you, Scoots! You’re making me extremely horny with this constant teasing. Dear Celestia!”
“Sounds like a you problem, honestly, Rainbow Dash.” Scootaloo replied, adding a teasing raspberry.
Rainbow gritted her teeth. She wasn’t angry at the filly. She was aroused and the filly was intentionally pushing her buttons. Rainbow Dash couldn’t tell if she should be more annoyed, impressed, or horny. It was a trifecta of emotions.
Scootaloo pulled out the bag again and reached in it slowly. She winked at the weathemare and instructed her to close her eyes. Rainbow immediately complied. She couldn’t see anything but heard the filly gently trot over to her. Each hoofstep made a squelching sound as it connected with the soft cloud of her bedroom floor.
The filly couldn’t resist and walked over to her captive hero and nibbled gently at her chest feathers. The feeling made Rainbow grit her teeth again and blush. Scootaloo went over to one of the mare’s wings and yanked a feather out. The feather wasn’t loose and Rainbow released a yowl of slight discomfort. She didn’t open her eyes though, instead gave a verbal response.
“What was that for, Scoots?”
“I might use your feather later. Something particular in mind if you disobey. Besides, I don’t need a reason anyway. Simmer down.”
The confident pegasus was starting to falter. She considered herself a cocky and outspoken pony, but the pint-sized one in front of her was giving her a run for her money. Rainbow grimaced slightly but didn’t reply again.
“That’s better. Now then. Are you ready to begin our game now, Rainbow?”
She nodded in response and Scootaloo chuckled.
“No. You will reply to my question, Rainbow Dash. The game can’t commence until you’ve verbally agreed to start. Oh, and when you do, call me Mistress Scootaloo. Got it?”
“Yes. I understand. I’m ready to begin our game, Mistress Scootaloo.”
The young pony gently rubbed Rainbow’s cheek with a hoof, noting with glee as it turned the cyan mare into a cuter shade of rosy pink.
“Glad to hear it. Lean down and hold still. You’re missing one item before we get this officially started.”
Rainbow obeyed and felt something peculiar around her neck. She knew Scootaloo was fondling around that area, but there was an unknown object in the filly’s hooves. The speedster waited patiently for whatever Scootaloo was doing.
There was a loud *SNAP* as the object coiled itself around Rainbow’s neck. Rainbow winced thinking something happened, but soon felt relieved as she determined the item itself had made that noise.
“Almost done, Rainbow Dash. I’m proud of you for holding still. That’s very good behavior.”
The speedy pegasus mare smiled at the praise. She remained motionless until she’d be allowed to move or open her eyes. Rainbow felt a slight tugging sensation as Scootaloo pulled down on her neck.
“You may open your eyes now. The first thing I want you to do is go to the mirror on the wall of your exercise room. I want you to look at your reflection and study it carefully. Nod if you understand.”
Rainbow nodded and Scootaloo gave her a small pat on the chest to dismiss her. The awesome pegasus trotted from her bedroom, past her kitchen, and into her workout room. Scootaloo followed with an expectant gaze, excited by how Rainbow would react.
The cyan mare had to open and close her muzzle a few times to prevent any sound from escaping her mouth. But as she looked at her reflection, she knew. There was no mistake.
There, embellishing her neck, was a black leather collar. It fit snugly and Rainbow gave it a gentle tug. Slight pressure but nothing she couldn’t handle. She peered closer and noticed a small metallic dog tag attached to it. Curious, she turned it over and read the name engraved in the material.
PET
Her eyes widened in shock and she slowly turned around, meeting the gaze of the orange filly. Scootaloo bit her bottom lip and raised her eyebrows at her new Pet’s reaction to her hoofiwork.
“I hope you like it. This is the last item we need for our game. Bow if you enjoy your new accessory.”
Rainbow gave a deep bow to the filly and Scootaloo spoke.
“Then let the game begin, Pet.”
There will be two chapters added before late Sunday evening. After that, I will be taking a week break from further composition to get some R&R time in and attend some IRL things. I hope you all understand and enjoy the next two installments! :)
I hate delivering bad news. However, due to unforeseen circumstance, I'll need to take an additional week break from the compositions. I have written most of the next chapter, but writer's block, coupled with other mishaps, make it an impossibility to currently focus on this story. I realize some of you will be discouraged and I apologize for being the bearer of this terrible message.
To ameliorate, I will have three to six chapters uploaded prior to April 13th. I'm taking from now until April 7th off from writing, before resuming on April 8th. The chapters posted before April 13th will be lengthy and hopefully worth the wait. I apologize to those who are dispirited by this news and hope you'll stick with me a bit longer!
Thank you!
Immediately after the trio hoofed through the entrance, they all shared a look of uneasiness and felt a tinge of regret. This forest was renowned in Equestria, especially Ponyville. Having the forest sit on the outskirts of the populated town made it a topic for many discussions.
The CMC gulped nervously but continued sauntering. The sound of their hooves on the dirt path echoed through the dense and lush green. Even the wind, which currently billowed as a small gale, felt different, almost unnatural. All three friends heard of the perilous tales of this place. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle heard from their sisters how the Everfree Forest was full of abnormal happenings and relayed it to Scootaloo. The clouds moved of their own volition. Animals tended to themselves. Plants grew in peculiar and strange ways.
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle were having second thoughts about Scootaloo’s idea, but Sweetie Belle put on a brave face and broke the silence.
“So, any idea what treasures we can find here, Scootaloo? Or how to even get it?”
Scootaloo shook her head. “Not exactly. This is one of those ‘sounds great on paper’ ideas. But maybe if we find something interesting, we may get our cutie marks. Perhaps something that nopony has ever seen before. That should do it.”
“Yeah! This forest is full o’ stuff we can nab. Ah'm sure the three o’ us will find sum’n worthwhile” Apple Bloom added.
An owl hooted in a nearby cluster of trees. The CMC jumped in unexpected startlement. They craned their heads towards the sky, noting how dark and dim this area was. The sunbeams from Celestia’s sun could barely be viewed in the gloomy and gray cloud blanket that covered the horizon. Putting that out of their minds, all three ponies pressed forward.
For a while, the only sound they heard was the clip-clopping of their hooves on the dirt path. The air was getting chilly and the crusaders huddled together for warmth. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle thought about their sisters and how they’d be punished if their older kin found out about their escapades today. Neither wanted the risk of being discovered, so they hoped this journey would be quick.
“Hey, Scoots?” Apple Bloom said.
“Yeah, Apple Bloom?”
“Ahm pickin’ the idea next time we’re brainstormin’ Crazy adventurin’ o’ not, this is real dangerous.”
“Got it.”
With a waned expression, Scootaloo glanced at Apple Bloom. The orange tomboyish filly knew the perilous danger that they could face. Yet she had a fantastic feeling about this idea. Her mind and gut willed her to do crusading in the forest.
“Oof. Hey! Watch where you’re walking, Scootaloo.” Sweetie squeaked in mild annoyance.
In the midst of Scootaloo’s musings, she inadvertently leaned to the side and walked directly into Sweetie Belle. The small butch pegasus grinned sheepishly.
“Sorry, sorry! Was lost in my thoughts.”
Apple Bloom had an idea.
“Say, Sweetie, since we’re o' heah treasure huntin’ can ya cast that ‘gem findin’ spell ya said Rarity told ya abou'? Ah'm sure plenty o’ gems are heah, probly righ’ und’r our hooves!”
Sweetie Belle looked at her friend, then at the ground.
“What’s wrong, Sweetie Belle?”
“Well, um. I would, but, that spell is too advanced for me to cast. I’m not super gifted in magic, and still learning basic and elementary skills for now. Levitating sticks, teleporting rocks, that sort of thing."
Apple Bloom frowned, then looked at the sky again. The clouds had covered the sunbeams, immensely darkening the area. Visibility was very scarce now.
“Please tell me ya can cast a lightin’ spell.”
“Ooh! That I can do!” Sweetie Belle stated proudly.
The young white-pasteled unicorn concentrated. Her horn pulsated as the magic worked its way upwards. The tip of her horn emitted a lime-green hue that formed a bright light and illuminated their view.
“Much bet’r! Thank ya, Sweetie!”
The unicorn filly gave her friends a warm smile and they both reciprocated.
All three crusaders huddled closely together as they continued their gait. An owl hooted in the distance and fog was developing.
Scootaloo and Apple Bloom were discussing the camping trip to Winsome Falls they had gone on a week ago. The two of them, Sweetie Belle, Applejack, Rarity, and Rainbow Dash had all banded together for a weekend of camping and sisterly bonding time.
“Yeah! Ah remember ya seemed lots more jumpy n’ on edge. So those campfire stories were keepin' ya up?”
“Sorta, yeah. Plus I wanted to seem super cool to Rainbow Dash. She’d never wanna hang out with me if she thought I was afraid of some creepy tales.”
“Ya had a funny way o’ hidin’ it, Scoots.”
Scootaloo rolled her eyes. “Hey! Hearing those stories at nighttime in those woods made each one seem more real. My mind was full of fright. After I heard the tale of The Headless Horse, I wasn’t able to get any rest. Every noise made me jump and I sat awake each night clutching my sleeping bag.”
“Wow! Ya mean ya were think’n the headless horse was comin’ afta ya?”
“Well, I didn’t want to take a chance falling asleep. I’d be a sitting duck if I did and who knows what the headless horse could’ve done to me.”
The CMC came to a huge grove of oak trees. Each tree was gargantuan, standing hundreds of meters high. The fillies couldn’t see the tops.
“Shush! Girls, did you hear that?” Sweetie Belle asked her fellow Crusaders.
Apple Bloom and Scootaloo were silent, concentrating on detecting any odd sounds. Both tilted their heads in all directions, trying to listen. Then they heard it. The noise seemed very close, so they carefully peeked from around a tree to investigate.
Standing perhaps two-hundred feet away was a cloaked figure of a stallion. His face was shrouded in a black hood. He had a brown coat and two wings adorned his backside.
“What’s the big deal? It’s just a pegasus pony. Maybe out for a walk?” Scootaloo began.
“Shush!” Sweetie Belle repeated.
The CMC continued to watch the mysterious stranger. The unknown pegasus opened his knapsack and pulled out an item. It was impossible to know what it was due to the distance and darkness.
All three fillies stared at the scene with confusion and mild curiosity.
“This terrible item has caused a lot of stress and suffering. I’m glad to get rid of this awful contraption where nopony will ever find it.”
The pegasus put a hoof to the soil and dug a crevice two feet deep. He quickly dropped the object in the hole and hastily covered it, smoothing the dirt.
“Good riddance.”
He sighed in contentment and kicked off the ground, taking to the skies, flying high and away from the Everfree Forest.
One at a time, the CMC stepped out from behind the tree and looked back to where the stranger had just been.
“Well, Crusaders? You know what we have to do, don’t you?” Scootaloo said with a mischievous grin.
“Ah was hopin’ we could jus’ go home now.”
“No way, Apple Bloom. That pegasus could’ve buried some treasure and I want to dig it up.”
Apple Bloom looked at her friend in bafflement. “Didja heah what he was sayin’? Whatev’r he buried ain’t somethin’ ah wanna find o' fer mahself.”
Scootaloo waved a hoof dismissively. “Pssh. Come on. Quit being such a scaredy-pony and embrace the thrill of adventure!”
“Hey! Didn’t ya jus’ admit ta bein’ scared a spell ago?”
The orange filly grunted.
“Ahm tellin’ ya, Scootaloo! Whatev’r is und’r that dirt pile should stay there!
Scootaloo turned to Sweetie Belle. “How about you? Aren’t you curious to see what that guy buried, Sweetie Belle?”
“Well, kinda, yeah.” She admitted. “But I’m sorta with Apple Bloom on this too. If that pegasus rushed to get rid of it, then I bet it can’t be anything good.”
The tomboyish pegasus gave both of her friends a scowl. “Oh, come on! We walked far into this forest, our possible cutie marks in our minds. We’re so close and now you both want to give up? Sure, it’s probably not treasure, if that guy was hasty to hide it. Unless he was a pirate captain trying to stash his hoard. Heh. Heh.”
Scootaloo released a nervous chuckle at her lame joke, and the other two crusaders raised their eyebrows.
Sweetie Belle sighed in a despondent manner.
“Alright. It kinda would be a pointless waste of time to come all the way here, just to back out now. Let’s check it out. You in, Apple Bloom?”
“Ah suppose. Bu’ if anythin’ funny starts happenin’ then ahm hoofin’ it out o’ heah!”
The three fillies unearthed the dirt and revealed a small black bag. It took only a few seconds for the CMC to open the bag, and their eyes widened with shared excitement of what they’d find.
“Huh? What is this?” Scootaloo said.
Inside the bag was a black metallic circular hoop. The object was lightweight and looked pristine. Adorned with several rhinestones, giving the outer edge a more rigid feel.
“It looks like a bangle.” Sweetie Belle chimed in. “My sister makes and wears them all the time.”
“A bangle?” Scootaloo repeated.
“Yeah! Sorta like a hard anklet. Commonly made of metal or plastic. They’re fashion accessories and nice jewelry too!”
Scootaloo stared at the bangle with dubiety. “I don’t get it. Why would that pony want to bury something as common as a bangle? This doesn’t look like anything special to me.”
Apple Bloom studied the object carefully in her hooves, inspecting the item at all angles. “Lookie, Scootaloo. Seems this ‘un got somethin’ embedded in it. Ah think it migh’ be a gem.”
There, on the underside, was an oblong, diamond-shaped artifact lodged inside the bangle. Scootaloo gawked at it, noting the blood-red color and the alluring, almost hypnotic effect it had. Aside from the small artifact, the bangle lacked any distinctive qualities.
“Huh. You’re right, Apple Bloom. That’s weird. Sweetie Belle, do bangles usually have these in them?”
“Nah. I’ve never seen my sister make or wear one with those markings.”
Sweetie Belle cast a levitation spell, causing her horn to glow lime-green and the trinket floated into her line of view. “Let me take a look at that, Apple Bloom.”
The pastel-white unicorn filly curiously peered at the mysterious object. Aside from the odd engraving, the bangle looked like the dozens of others Rarity would wear and show off. It didn’t seem special or different.
Sweetie Belle released her spell and caught the bangle in her hoof. The jewelry felt similar too.
She dropped the item and it fell on the ground with a *clink*
“Reveal your secrets!” Sweetie Belle squeaked with excitement.
The artifact remained inert. Nothing happened.
“My turn, Sweetie Belle!”
Scootaloo carefully slid her hoof into the bangle then snapped her foreleg up, causing it to slide upwards from the force. It was a snug fit.
The rambunctious orange filly gazed at her accessorized hoof and frowned. “It doesn’t seem to do anything. Kind of a worthless trinket if you ask me.”
“Ya look the same, too. Didn’ change ya appear’nce or nothin’.”
Scootaloo rubbed her chin with wonder. She wanted to figure out what this artifact was. It didn’t seem very special, but the filly suspected there was more than met the eye.
“Would you girls be okay if I held on to this for a bit? I’m curious what we’ve found.”
Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom had no objections.
“Yeah! It was your idea to come here, so I think it’s fair that you get it first.”
“Ah agree with Sweetie Belle. If ya find ou' what that doohickey is, fill us in”!
Scootaloo nodded and then replied. “Of course I will! Thanks, crusaders! I’m getting pretty tired and think we three have done enough crusading for today. What do you say we head outta here?”
“That’s a great idea, Scoots. Let’s go.” Sweetie Belle stated.
“Yeh, it’s probly time fer mah aft’rnoon chores. Ah gotta head back ta the farm.”
After the confusing and slightly terrorizing trek, The Cutie Mark Crusaders exited the forest, galloping at full speed. The three fillies rested by a clearing stationed between the Everfree Forest and Fluttershy’s Cottage.
“We ran out so fast, none of us checked to see if we received our cutie marks. Apple Bloom? Sweetie Belle? Did you get one?”
“Nope. Still a blank flank.”
“Ah didn’ get one either.”
Scootaloo glanced at her own coat, seeing the same lack of cutie mark yet again.
“Guess we can cross off treasure hunting as our special talent.”
All three fillies exhaled sadly.
“Well, come on girls. We should say goodbye to Fluttershy before heading home. Probably a good idea not to mention to anypony what we were up to.”
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle shared a look.
The CMC ran towards the cottage, very happy to be out of the dinghy and dark forest, and back in the lively and colorful sunshine and safety.
They had made their way back to the squirrel sanctuary when a loud anxious voice rang through their ears.
“GIRLS!”
All turned towards the voice and saw Fluttershy with a strained expression. The timidness was gone, replaced with a stern and serious demeanor.
“Do you have any idea how worried I was? Woke up from my nap to find all of you gone? Not inside my home or around my animal habitats. I was in full panic mode wondering where you three went.”
The trio bowed their heads sorrowfully and their ears flattened against their heads. They all felt awful for worrying Fluttershy, especially after her being so nice and kind, agreeing to their request. Sweetie Belle was the first to reply.
“We’re sorry, Fluttershy! I know we shouldn’t have disappeared like that, but we were…”
Scootaloo quickly chimed in.
“We left for a bit because Apple Bloom was hungry.”
“Hungry?” Fluttershy repeated.
“Hungry?” Apple Bloom stammered.
Scootaloo nudged Apple Bloom in the ribs and the farmpony spoke up.
“Oh! Uh, yeah! Aft’r feedin’ your lovely n' sup’r cute critters, ah felt hungry too so ah took Sweetie Belle n' Scootaloo ta Sugarcube Corner fer a sweet treat. Ah usually spend mah allowance there n' since ah got it today, wanted ta get sum delicious cupcakes.”
Fluttershy stared at the three friends and released a long exhale.
“If you girls were hungry, you all could’ve helped yourselves to some salad I had in the pantry. I was so worried when I woke up and you all had disappeared.”
“We’re sorry, Fluttershy.” All three said in unison.
Their apology was genuine. Not just for sneaking away, but for lying to her. They felt guilty, but didn’t want to reveal their escapade.
“Oh, what a relief. You all were fine, enjoying a nice snack. I forgive you girls, but please don’t sneak out like that again. I was about to get Twilight to help me search.”
The soft-spoken voice and bashful demeanor were back for Fluttershy and the CMC collectively embraced her in a tight hug that the caretaker happily reciprocated.
“Thanks again for letting us try our hooves as ‘animal-feeders’, Fluttershy. But we should go. Apple Bloom has chores to do, and Sweetie has some plans later too.
Fluttershy softly nodded.
“Alright, girls. Please be careful. Thanks so much for coming by and I hope to see you soon.”
They broke the hug and parted. Fluttershy returned inside and the CMC went separate ways, saying their goodbyes.
ScootaDash's First Playtime
The weekend was nearly here and all fillies and colts in Miss Cheerilee’s class were happily chatting with each other, discussing their plans. The CMC were sitting side-by-side-by-side and conversing.
“Got any awesome stuff happening over the weekend, Apple Bloom?” Scootaloo asked curiously.
“Nah. Jus’ lots o’ chores. Applejack gives me extra fer weekends. Probly reckons ah won’t do much else. S’alright though! Ah love helpin’ mah big sis’ and bro with the farm. How boutcha, Sweetie Belle?”
“Me and Rarity are going to Manehattan. She’s needing lots of supplies for orders and says Manehattan has the best designer deals. Cheap prices but great items. Lots of shopping and then boredom for me. Any fun for you this weekend, Scootaloo?”
“I’ll be hanging with Rainbow Dash! Going there right after school and we’ll have lots of fun! Maybe a flying lesson or a cool adventure. Whatever we do will be super awesome!”
“It’s really nice that Rainbow Dash is taking you under her wing. I’m happy for you, Scootaloo!”
“Ah am too! Tell ‘er Applejack says howdy an’ wants ta see ‘er soon.”
“I will!”
Cheerilee sat at her teacher’s desk, staring at all her students. The sight of her class talking amicably made her extremely jubilant. She loved seeing bright smiles on her student’s faces. The dismissal bell rang and Cheerliee attempted to speak over it, while the fillies and colts raced to exit the classroom and begin their two-day break.
“No homework, everypony! Have a fantastic weekend and I’ll see you all Monday morning!”
Scootaloo ran out of the class with giddy ebullience. She couldn’t wait to see her idol again. The possibilities of what they’d do today were endless. The orange filly waved goodbye to her friends, galloped down the white-marbled stairs, and exited the facility. She was about to trot towards Rainbow’s Cloudominium when a voice calling her name garnered her attention.
“Hey there, squirt! Thought I’d meetcha here instead.”
Scootaloo looked around for the source of the sound and discovered Rainbow Dash standing on the statue atop their flagpole. Rainbow gave a cheerful wave to the young pegasus.
“Hi, Rainbow Dash!” Scootaloo yelled in surprise.
Rainbow flapped her wings, lifting her off the statue. With the aid of the current wind direction, she effortlessly glided downwards to meet her number one fan. The cyan pegasus wrapped a hoof around Scootaloo and gave her a tight friendly noogie, which Scootaloo fought back mockingly in feigned embarrassment.
“Heh. Quit the sappiness.”
Rainbow laughed. That would’ve been her reaction at that age too. Scootaloo reminded Dash of how she used to act as a filly. The two had similar qualities and traits.
“Sure, featherbrain.”
Rainbow Dash released her hold and Scootaloo blew a discordant raspberry in response.
“So, what fun will we get into today? Some awesome adventure or super cool activity?”
The weathermare lowered her body and elongated her wings, allowing for Scootaloo to climb on top.
“Get on. There’s something I want to ask you and do for me.”
Scootaloo immediately climbed onto Rainbow’s back and latched onto her neck with her forehooves. She held on tightly, but not in a way to reduce Rainbow’s ability to breathe or move.
“Definitely! Whatever you want, I’ll do my best, Rainbow Dash!”
That was what Rainbow liked to hear. She kicked off the ground and flapped her wings, quickly ascending due to her momentum. The two of them were one-hunded feet in the air in seconds. She went higher. Two-hundred. Three-hundred. At five-hundred feet, she stopped her ascension and flew towards her home.
Scootaloo marveled at it all. Rainbow Dash’s speed, agility, pure awesomeness. Rainbow Dash was everything that Scootaloo desired to be. To her, Rainbow Dash was easily the most amazing pony who ever lived. Everything Rainbow did astonished Scootaloo.
The filly craned her head, staring at other pegasi they’d pass by. She recognized Derpy Hooves, who was hastily trying to sort mail. Thunderlane was gathering cloud puffs. The skies were truly awesome and Scootaloo couldn’t wait for her wings to fully develop so she could take to them and experience flight first-hoof.
“Wow! This is super cool! Hey, Rainbow Dash, when you’re flying, do you ever view the scene of other ponies you pass and realize that they’re all living a life as vivid and complex as your own?”
The question made Rainbow Dash halt her movement towards her home, slow down and land on a nearby cirrocumulus cloud. She turned her neck and peered at her passenger. Scootaloo gave a bashful chuckle.
“What the hay? What kind of question is that?”
“Just making conversation! Twilight’s been teaching everypony lots of new vocabulary. What I described is called ‘sonder’. Isn’t that cool?”
Rainbow facehoofed.
“Squirt. Twilight is an egghead. If you spend your time with books and words instead of speed and wings, you’ll never be like me someday.”
Scootaloo rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment then readjusted her grip.
“You’ve got a point, there.”
“To answer the question, though, yeah, I know other ponies have lives and exist just like I do. But no, it’s not cool. Vocabulary is for eggheads, not cool ponies like us. Now c’mon!”
With that, Rainbow kicked off again, this time, doubling her speed, anxious to get back to her home. Scootaloo felt the harsh whipping of wind against her coat and held on securely.
Scootaloo observed the scene, this time silently, noticing other pegasi. A yellow-coated stallion with a light-red mane, a white-pasteled mare with a light-green mane. All bustling, absorbed in their own ventures.
Soon after, the pair reached Rainbow Dash’s house, and Scootaloo gently dismounted. Seeing it up close was amazing. Everything was spectacular. The prismatic rainbow was breathtaking; the cloud foundation perfectly comfortable.
Rainbow Dash walked inside and held the door open for Scootaloo, who quickly zoomed in.
Dash closed the door behind her and flicked a magical lamp on. The light illuminated the room and Scootaloo looked around. Posters of The Wonderbolts adorned the cloud wall. A family portrait hung neatly against a tuft of cloud. Exercise equipment littered the floor. Dumbbells, barbells, headbands and hoofbands were strewn haphazardly.
“My workout room.” Rainbow Dash supplied. I use it for strength training and self pep-talks.
“Wow! Your house is so awesome, Rainbow Dash!”
“Squirt, you’ve only seen one room. But yeah, this place is pretty sweet!”
“I hope to someday live in a cool pad like this!”
“Hey, you thirsty, Scoots? I returned from the marketplace a bit ago and I’m all stocked up.”
Scootaloo nodded. She did feel parched.
“What would you like? I got milk, orange juice, water, cider, and punch.”
“Ooh! Ooh! Cider please. Especially if it’s Sweet Apple Acres cider.”
“You’re in luck, squirt.”
Rainbow Dash walked and Scootaloo followed. They arrived at her kitchen and Scootaloo wasted no time investigating every nook and cranny, looking around and absorbing the scene.
The weathermare chuckled to herself, getting two mugs from her cupboard. She placed them on a cloud shelf. Rainbow poured two cupfuls of cider and offered one to Scootaloo.
The filly took it gratefully and gulped down a big swig, licking her lips to lap at the remnants clinging to her mouth.
“Good stuff, huh?” Rainbow asked.
“My favorite! I love Sweet Apple Acres Cider!”
Scootaloo chugged the rest down and Rainbow swallowed hers in two mouthfuls.
The orange pegasus returned the mug to Rainbow Dash and she gently tossed them in her sink, making a mental note to wash them later.
“So, why’d you bring me to your awesome house Rainbow Dash?”
Rainbow Dash gulped. She had been waiting for this moment all day, but now that it was on the verge of happening, doubts crossed her mind. Could she really ask a filly her request? Scootaloo, her number-one fan? Rainbow knew it was wrong. And yet…
“Squirt, remember yesterday? How you rubbed my mane and I became all loopy and stuff?”
“Oh yeah. It was strange. What was up with that, anyway?”
Rainbow took a deep breath. It was now or never.
“Well. I have a theory but I can’t be sure. The bangle you were wearing. I think it caused my reaction. It might be a magical artifact that causes odd feelings in ponies when they get touched by somepony wearing it.”
“You think?”
She nodded.
“Now that you mention it, when Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and I were checking it out, I was wearing it, but didn’t touch anypony. They both seemed just fine.”
“See? It must be like I said.”
“Why are you telling me this stuff anyways, Rainbow Dash?”
Rainbow looked at the ground. Then, shamefully, at Scootaloo.
“Because I need your help, squirt. I want you to wear the bangle and experiment with me, to see if I’m right.”
“Experiment?” Scootaloo repeated dubiously and Rainbow nodded again.
“Look. I’m gonna tell you something, but you absolutely need to promise to not tell anypony, okay? This is some serious stuff and nopony else can know about it.”
“Oh, sure! Whatever you say, Rainbow Dash. I’ll keep whatever you want as a secret. Nopony will know a thing.”
Hearing that calmed Rainbow Dash down.
“You’re a little younger than I was during my first time of pleasure. But I’ll explain. Come join me in my room.”
Rainbow led the way and Scootaloo followed, her mind swimming with wondrous thoughts. They passed through a hallway and a living room before entering Rainbow Dash’s bedroom. Unlike the first two rooms, Scootaloo didn’t marvel and gaze around. She was nervous.
“Come join me on my bed, squirt. I’ll tell you.”
The two hopped up and Rainbow Dash continued.
“I’ve been in heat for almost a week, Scoots. That means I’ve been having ‘urges’ and lots of bad feelings outside my control. It goes away, but comes back. I get in heat three times every year.”
“Heat? Bad feelings? Are you sick or something, Rainbow Dash?”
Rainbow groaned. She knew it wouldn’t be so simple to explain.
“No. Nothing like that, squirt. See, us fillies and mares have a different part on our bodies than colts or stallions do. And for us mares, that part of our body gets really sensitive and needy during heat. It makes us very horny. Think of horniness as your body wanting pleasure and good feelings. Understand?”
Scootaloo rubbed her chin and nodded.
“So this horny thing is what you’ve had for about a week? You want some good things to happen to give your body pleasure?”
“Yes! Exactly!” Rainbow replied with vigor, quite glad Scootaloo was getting it.
“Are you asking me to help you, Rainbow Dash?”
Rainbow hesitated. She could refuse that question right now, and was fairly certain Scootaloo wouldn’t mention this conversation to anypony. Her mind reflected the sensations she felt yesterday. She yearned for it again.
“Yes. I need you to do this. Help me remove my horniness, Scootaloo.”
Scootaloo saluted and cheerfully replied.
“You can count on me, Rainbow Dash. Tell me what you need me to do.”
Rainbow sat up, leaned towards her nightstand, and picked up the bangle she had left there yesterday. She extended her hoof towards the filly and nodded towards Scootaloo, instructing her to put it on. She complied.
“Alright! Did you want me to rub your mane again?
Rainbow Dash slid herself lower to Scootaloo’s position. Her wings were propped snugly against a pillow and her legs spread in earnest. She was ready for more sensations. Rainbow looked up at Scootaloo and gave her an encouraging smile. One of her hooves traveled to her nether region and she waited.
Scootaloo smiled at the mare, raised her bangled hoof to Rainbow’s mane, and gingerly rubbed alongside its pattern.
Immediately upon contact, Rainbow felt warmth trickle from her head down to her hooves again. The pleasure cascaded through her body, making her weak and wobbly. Dash smirked, pleased with evidence of her idea, and rubbed a hoof against her pussy.
“Oh, dear Celestia, yes! Yes!”
Scootaloo observed but said nothing. She wasn’t entirely certain what was happening, but if it’d help out her hero, she’d do anything!
Rainbow Dash felt completely blissful. The ecstasy was so great, she was certainly on cloud nine. The cyan pegasus slid her hoof alongside her labia, increasing her breathing. Her eyes drooped and some drool dribbled from her mouth. She weakly wiped it with a forehoof.
“S-Scootaloo?” squeaked Rainbow.
“Yes, Rainbow Dash?”
“C-can you call m-me some bad s-stuff?”
This was humiliating for Rainbow Dash. Asking somepony, especially Scootaloo, to intentionally bully her. But Rainbow had a huge masochism fetish. A kink she had kept dormant for a long time. She needed more. The pleasure was wonderful, but she needed some humiliation if she was truly to derive sexual gratification.
“Bad stuff?”
“Mean nicknames. Insults! Super terrible things that would make me feel humiliated.”
Scootaloo blinked in confusion. This was very unexpected. She opened her mouth to refuse, but didn’t want to disappoint Rainbow Dash. If this was what she wanted, that’s what she’d get. Instead, she shrugged.
“Well, okay! Just know I don’t mean any of it!”
Rainbow hastily nodded, urging Scootaloo to continue.
“You’re such a loser! Laying there, squirming and rubbing on yourself while a school-aged filly causes you to gasp in pleasure.”
Hearing this side of Scootaloo and that insulting remark, Rainbow did just that. She gasped and immediately lolled her tongue from her mouth at the remark. Dear Celestia, did she just love being bullied and insulted.
“What’s wrong? Were you not ‘awesome’ enough to get rid of the horny yourself? Guess you’re not as great as you’d like to think, huh, Rainbow Dash?”
Rainbow Dash bit her lip and furiously rubbed her pussy. Juice dribbled from her marehood, trickling down her thigh.
“Buck. Please. More. MORE!”
Scootaloo almost didn’t say it, but the thought popped in her mind and she impulsively responded.
“Beg me, whorse.”
This reply caused Rainbow Dash to shoot up in absolute confusion, her hooves laying by her side. She stared at Scootaloo in awe, her mouth agape, wondering where she heard a word like that. It was definitely something a young filly shouldn’t say.
“Whoa! Whoa! WHOA! Where did you learn that word, Scoots?”
Scootaloo stopped, covering her mouth with her hooves, shocked at herself for repeating that word.
“Sweetie Belle had overheard it eavesdropping on her sister one night. That’s what she told us, though we’re not sure what it means.”
Rainbow raised an eyebrow. Rarity, huh? That kinky mare. She was about to explain the definition to Scootaloo, when the orange-filly glared at her.
“What does it matter, anyway? I said Beg. Me. WHORSE.”
Hearing the stern demand in Scootaloo’s tone, Rainbow crumbled and complied. Her hoof shot towards her marehood and happily clopped away, enjoying this new turn of events.
“Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh!”
Scootaloo stopped rubbing Rainbow’s mane and placed a hoof on Rainbow’s belly.
“Do it right now or I will stop, and you’ll be stuck with your horny stuff all alone.”
Rainbow offered no fight. She couldn’t allow that to happen.
“Please! Please! I beg you for more. I’ll be a good whorse, I promise! Just please keep degrading me. I’ve never been wetter.”
The young filly giggled at Rainbow’s reaction. She was enjoying herself. Not only helping her hero, but Scootaloo actually loved having Dash listen to her for once. This was a fun game for her.
Scootaloo scoffed and put her bangled hoof on Rainbow’s muzzle, slowly sliding it downwards, her eyes sneering at the pegasus mare, shamelessly pleasuring herself.
“Don’t you have any shame? Throwing your hooves at a filly and begging them to insult you? That’s the most pathetic thing I’ve heard. Are you sure your middle name is ‘danger’ and not ‘pathetic’? Rainbow Pathetic Dash has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?”
“GAH!”
Rainbow Dash clopped harder than she ever had before. Her chest was rising and falling with each quickened breath she took from the salacious act. She stared at Scootaloo in amazement, realizing that she was a natural trash talker.
“Or maybe, ‘loser’? Rainbow Loser Dash sounds so much better, huh? Tell me you’re a stupid loser, Rainbow Dash.”
Scootaloo resumed petting Rainbow’s mane.
“I’M A STUPID LOSER! JUST A TOTAL IDIOT FEATHERBRAIN AND THE BIGGEST LOSER IN ALL OF EQUESTRIA!”
Scootaloo smirked, feeling powerful. She was enjoying this immensely. Having Rainbow Dash obey caused an unknown sensation from her body. The control she encountered caused her own loins to become wet. It was an unprecedented experience for the tomboyish filly and her breathing quickened from excitement.
“Took the words right out of my mouth, dork. You look hilarious, enjoying being put in your true place.”
Scootaloo had dreamt of this moment for a long time. She developed an attraction to Rainbow a while back and wanted the chance to properly show her romantic interest. She knew there was an age difference, but Scootaloo couldn’t resist her desirability.
“My- my true place?” Rainbow breathlessly replied.
Scootaloo squeed and continued her teasing.
“Yup! Being bullied and demeaned by a silly-filly blank flank like me. Does it excite you? To know your number-one fan now views you as a pitiful and worthless pony? You’re not cool. You’re a stupid, weak, dumb pegasus, not fit to be anything but a loser.
Rainbow happily rubbed away at her cunt while her tongue lolled again. Her hoof was getting sticky from the juice that trickled down her pussy. The speedster writhed in euphoria. She was a dirty kinky pony and loved it.
“Do you r-really mean that S-Scoots?”
Scootaloo hesitated. Rainbow sounded saddened with her question. She wasn’t sure if Rainbow was genuinely hurt or asked in a playful mocking way. Deciding quickly to believe the latter, she kept up her routine.
“You serious, dummy? Of course I mean it! I can’t believe I picked somepony as low as you to be my hero. You’re nothing. Absolutely worthless. I may not have a cutie mark yet, but I know yours is wrong. You don’t deserve that mark on your flank. Yours should’ve been a trashcan because you’re actual garbage.”
Hearing this, Rainbow Dash couldn’t contain it. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head and her pussy squirted juices and she came with immense satisfaction. Juice oozed from her cunt and she twitched and convulsed her body while her orgasm flowed in euphoric bliss. Rainbow was panting, desperate to gain her breath back, while her wings arched in orgasmic delight, and her pussy pulsated from the stimulation.
Scootaloo looked at Rainbow with genuine concern, worried that she was hurt.
“What just happened?”
“I… came, Scoots. It means my… body removed the horniness. For… now anyway. It’ll come back every day… for another three days.”
Rainbow explained this, gasping for air. The orgasm she just experienced was the most mind-shattering one she ever had. Still, she regretted what just transpired. She was a kinky mare with many dirty fetishes, but being an exhibitionist, clopping with little shame in front of a filly? Getting off to the name-calling and verbal abuse? She felt dirty and needed a shower.
“Another three days, huh? Well if that horny will return for three days, I will too. I’ll help you beat that horny feeling every day.”
“You don’t… have to do… that, Squirt.’
“But I want to! This was super fun and I’ll make sure you don’t suffer from the horny stuff for another three days.”
Rainbow gulped and nodded, wondering if she made a mistake mentioning her idea. Scootaloo had taken a dominant personality and behavior very quickly. Despite her reservations, Dash loved it and was excited at the thought of more.
Dashie’s thoughts were interrupted as the energetic filly presented her bangled hoof to Rainbow’s muzzle. The weatherpony looked at it, puzzled.
“Kiss my hoof and thank me for helping you out today and for my assistance in the future.”
Dash blushed. The idea of doing that was humiliating. Yet, she couldn’t refuse. Scootaloo had given her what she hoped and showing gratitude was the least she could do. Rainbow took Scootaloo’s hoof gently in her own, lowering her head and giving it a gentle smooch.
“Thank you, thank you, Scootaloo! I’m very appreciative you helped me today and gratefully accept all future assistance. You’re awesome!”
Scoots giggled.
“More awesome than you, that’s for sure!”
Rainbow Dash squirmed at the teasing remark, but didn’t have the energy for another round. After being stuck in heat for so long with no release, her orgasm took a lot out of her.
“I’m bushed and need a nap. When I wake up we can hang out some more.”
“I’m liking this idea. I could use some Z’s too.”
Scootaloo cuddled up to Rainbow, nuzzling under her chin as Rainbow wrapped a hoof around the orange filly. The two remained in that comfortable position, the only sound being their breathing. Eventually, the two snoozed softly in simultaneous slumber.
Rainbow Dash woke up with a slight jolt. The speedster had dreamt she didn’t have her wings and was plummeting hundreds of feet through clouds and air. Right before it seemed she’d crash, her body snapped awake.
She frowned. This was an odd nightmare that concerned her. She put a hoof to her eye and rubbed it, yawning quietly. The weathermare blinked a few times, trying to get her bearings and looked around her bedroom. Her attention turned to the alarm clock sitting upon her bedside table. It was half past six in the evening. Spotting Scootaloo snoozing next to her, the earlier escapades between them returned to her mind. Rainbow Dash sat up and took the glass of water she kept on her nightstand. Drinking it slowly, Rainbow glanced towards the sleeping filly and pondered on the bangle that adorned her orange hoof. Just what was the special secret it contained?
Suddenly, Scootaloo stirred. Then she opened one eye and the other followed instantaneously. The young filly raised her head and gazed at Rainbow Dash with a cheerful smile and a friendly wave.
“Hiya, Rainbow!”
Rainbow Dash put the glass back on her nightstand and stretched; throwing her hooves upwards and she yawned again, this time more audibly. Giving a happy smile and a hoofwave in return, Rainbow greeted her number one fan.
“Hey there, squirt! Sleep well?”
“You bet! This bed is super comfy and cuddling with you had me dozing like a foal. How’d you sleep?”
Rainbow yawned a third time. This was unusual. She took frequent naps and her body should be accustomed to them. Yet she was feeling exhausted, as if she hadn’t gotten any rest. The speedster shook her head vigorously and rapped a hoof to her forehead three times, attempting to fully wake up.
“Huh? What’d you ask, Scoots?”
“I asked how you slept!” Scootaloo repeated, her words louder this time.
“Not so hot actually. I had an odd dream and I can’t stop yawning. Kinda feels like my body didn’t rest properly.”
“An odd dream?”
“Yeah. I was falling hundreds of feet without my wings and no way to avoid impact. Woke up before I crashed. Very weird.”
Scootaloo frowned then replied.
“You said your body didn’t rest properly? Want my help, Rainbow Dash?”
Rainbow looked at Scootaloo, then glanced at the bangle, before returning her gaze to the exuberant filly.
“Tell you what. If you remove your bangle, I’ll let you give me a hoofrub. A nice deep tissue massage might perk me up.”
She yawned once more and blinked rapidly to concentrate on staying awake.
“Without the bangle? Are you certain? You definitely enjoyed it earlier.”
Scootaloo shot Rainbow a cocky grin, and, in an attempt to avert the filly’s ogling, Dash looked at her collection of Wonderbolt posters, bedecking the entire wall.
“More than you know, Scoots. But I’m currently too tired to go again. Kinda hurts my muscles to move too and my wings seem sore.”
Scootaloo frowned at Rainbow, giving her a glance of worry. She hoped their fun hadn’t hurt her in any way.
“I’m not a massage specialist or anything, but I’d be happy to help, Rainbow Dash! As your number one fan, I want to be as useful as possible.”
The orange filly removed the bangle from her hoof, dropping it on the floor. It clanged twice from the force and then became inert. Rainbow flopped on the bed, laying on her belly. With concentration and a bit of effort, she stretched her wings outwards, then nestled into the comforter.
“Expected no less from my number one fanatic. I may have strained my wings flying here with you earlier. But I’m the toughest pony around and will be alright in a jiffy.
The young little pony sat behind Rainbow Dash, looking at her idol with concern. She’d do whatever she could to make her hero happy. Scoots asked Rainbow if she was ready, and, when confirmed, began to massage the speedster.
Rainbow’s left wing was being gently caressed between Scootaloo’s forehooves. Rainbow sighed in content while getting massaged. Her wing received soft pressure as the filly hoof pressed on it from both top and bottom angles, and then Scootaloo receded her hooves, pulling towards her chest; the action flattening and stretching Dash’s wing.
“Scoots, this feels fantastic. It’s awesome to get pampered like this. Guess Rarity isn’t just blowing hot air when she speaks about her spa days.”
The response caused the filly to chuckle.
Dash closed her eyes and Scootaloo repeated the hoof movements. She pressed on Rainbow’s left wing, then slid her hooves back, giving the wing a small tug. The smaller pegasus repeated this sequence twenty times, then performed the same routine on Rainbow’s right wing. Dash involuntarily kicked a hoof in the air from the enjoyed pleasure and squeaked from the sensations.
The young pony chortled while observing Dash squeak happily from the massage. It made Scootaloo redouble her efforts. The filly repeated the pattern with both wings once more and then Rainbow spoke.
“Scoots! You’re not bad! This is really impressive.”
Scootaloo now focused her attention to massaging Rainbow’s back. Her hooves gently punched and bapped Rainbow’s back, loosening some tension. Rainbow kicked a hoof absentmindedly again. This was heavenly.
“You might end up getting a masseuse cutie mark. Not kidding, squirt, unless you and the crusaders tried that already?”
Scootaloo squealed. “Nope, but that does sound pretty sweet!”
Dash laughed at the filly’s energetic reaction. “Well, take it from me Scoots, you do have some talent with massaging. Might even give Aloe and Lotus a run for their bits!”
Scootaloo was quickly bapping Rainbow’s back, stopping every now and then to press and knead on the weathermare’s body. Despite this not being as exciting as their play earlier, Scootaloo was enjoying this bonding time with her idol.
Rainbow Dash was fully relaxed and comfortable. She buried her muzzle in her pillow and released fervent squeals of pleasure.
Scootaloo blushed hearing Rainbow squeal. It made her heart flutter. In her eyes, Rainbow Dash was more than just her hero and idol. Rainbow Dash was the pony of Scootaloo’s desire. Scootaloo wanted to always be around her, spending every possible second together. She was fixated on the idea, obsessing over the cyan pegasus.
The little pony turned her attention to Rainbow Dash’s neck; reaching forward, massaging the area lovingly with her hooves. It caused Rainbow Dash to close her eyes again and give a happy whinny. Dash sighed in joyous bliss while Scoots gleefully massaged the mare’s neck.
After another fifteen minutes, Scootaloo had enough. She told Dash that her hooves hurt and wanted a rest. Rainbow nodded in understanding and flapped her wings, feeling great. The massage her number one fan gave really helped. Her lethargicness had disappeared and Rainbow felt awake and full of energy.
Dash cracked her neck, feeling a newfound vigor course through her body. Her muscles felt fantastic and she was cognizant and completely alert. She quickly flew around the room thrice while Scootaloo watched, giggling at her behavior. Rainbow grinned at the filly, flying towards her and grabbing her off the bed, holding her tightly in her forehooves. Rainbow nuzzled the orange pegasus and Scootaloo lovingly reciprocated. Dash soared around her room two more times, before returning the pair back on the bed.
Scootaloo flopped on her belly, rotating her hooves in a circular motion to loosen up her ligaments. Rainbow noticed this and draped a wing around her number one fan. Scootaloo happily nestled underneath it, scooting closer to Rainbow Dash.
“I really thank you, Scootaloo. I feel great. And hey, I’m not jesting. You might get your cutie mark in massage therapy one day. That was great!”
Scootaloo felt her cheeks burn from the compliment and a visible red tinge showed on her face. She tried to play it cool.
“Thanks, Rainbow Dash. It was no big deal.”
Rainbow heard the voice crack in Scootaloo’s reply and gave her a bemused grin, knowing how much Scootaloo appreciated the praise. After they broke the embrace, the filly turned her attention to the bangle she had discarded on the floor before initiating the massage. She hopped off the bed, sliding the bangle on a backhoof, then jumped back onto the bed.
Dash gave Scootaloo a nervous chuckle. “Heh. You really like that thing, don’tcha?”
Scoots nodded. It felt right when she wore it, although she wasn’t sure why. It fit perfectly and snugly on her hoof. The filly turned back to Rainbow Dash.
“So...”
Rainbow’s ears lowered, understanding where this was heading.
“I remember having your limitless energy as a filly. I mean, I still do, but you’re pretty jaunty, squit.”
“Jaunty?”
Rainbow grinned cheekily and rubbed the back of her mane in embarrassment.
“Means to showcase lively cheerfulness and self-confidence. You’re not the only pony who had to listen to Twilight’s egghead vocabulary lectures.”
Scootaloo teased Dash by sticking her tongue out. The expression caused Dash to reciprocate, which Scootaloo giggled at.
“Are you up for more fun? Is your ‘horny’ thingy affecting you right now?”
Rainbow blinked with uncertainty. She hadn’t felt any signs of arousal since she woke up. To find out, she reached a hoof to her loins. Sticky. She sighed.
“Actually, yeah. A big amount too, I’d say.”
Scootaloo grinned at Rainbow and replied with excitement and ebullience behind each word.
“So let’s play again! I told you I’d want to help with your horniness. Worked great last time and you admitted I caused you to cum.”
Rainbow shuddered. Hearing Scootaloo talk like that, with such aplomb was worrisome. She weighed her options. Scootaloo was willing and brought up a good point. The orgasm Rainbow had earlier was the highest euphoric delight she could recollect. Additionally, that artifact definitely did something to her. Ultimately, Rainbow nodded her head in agreement.
“I’m game, squirt! I’d love another round.”
Scootaloo replied with a happy squee and beamed widely.
“Cool! Glad to hear that, because I had an awesome idea on how to make this one better!”
Rainbow stared at the filly with curiosity, her body tensing with excitement. She felt the brazen confidence emit from the younger pony. Scootaloo grinned at Rainbow, and the weathermare shivered.
“Lay down, Rainbow.”
Her body complied immediately, sitting on her haunches, then loafing on her bed, tucking her wings to her side. Rainbow gave the orange tomboy pegasus a look of amazement. Dash hadn’t thought, her body following the order immediately.
“Scootaloo, what-”
Scootaloo put a hoof up, silencing the speedy flier.
“Tsk tsk, Rainbow. You didn’t use my correct title. My name may be Scootaloo, but to you I am Mistress Scootaloo. Do you understand?”
Rainbow’s face flushed and her breath quickened. Dash’s chest raised from the inhalation. This filly was a natural at the dirty kinky talk. She was pushing the submissive button perfectly. Dash, being the perverse masochist, hastily replied in earnest.
“I understand. Forgive me, Mistress Scootaloo.”
Scootaloo snorted and raised an eyebrow at Rainbow’s behavior.
“I suppose that I can look past your screw up. But first, kiss my hoof and beg for it.”
The young and dominant filly pressed her hoof deep on Dash’s muzzle, glowering at her. Rainbow swallowed, noticing her expression. She didn’t waste a second. Grabbing it in two of her hooves, Rainbow kissed the capsule, repeatedly smooching it with obedience and love. It made Scootaloo laugh.
“Dear Celestia, you’re a really messed up pony, Rainbow Dash. I don’t know anypony who could enjoy this sort of thing. Such a weirdo.”
Rainbow Dash felt her juices trickle down her thigh.
“I beg you, Mistress Scootaloo. Forgive me for not using your proper honorific, and only your name, as if I was on your level. You are far superior and above me in every way.”
After that sentence, Rainbow dropped Scootaloo’s hoof, and placed two of her own over her muzzle, clamping down. She stared at the filly, mystified. Rainbow Dash, despite enjoying humiliation and degradation as fetishes, would have hesitated at the notion of stating another pony was better than her. But it was effortlessly said, as if Rainbow admitted something obvious such as unicorns having the ability to cast magic.
Scootaloo’s eyes narrowed. Chuckling, she nodded her head.
“Good girl, Rainbow Dash. I forgive your slip-up. Just be sure it doesn’t happen again.”
What’s going on? I haven’t been touched by her bangled hoof yet, but I immediately obey every order she says. It’s concerning, but so hot too.
Rainbow shook her head, clearing her thoughts. Scootaloo put the bangle on one of her forehooves and grinned with cocky smugness.
“Now then. This time I want you to lick my hoof. The one with the bangle on it. Lick my hoof and clean it. I don’t care how much grime and dirt you need to gulp down. I better see it spotless when you’re done.”
Rainbow recoiled at the thought. Perverted as she was, swallowing dirt was not something she wanted to try on her kinklist. Scootaloo raised an eyebrow and glared at her. The look made Rainbow Dash nervous. In an attempt to placate her pint-sized mistress, Dash quickly nodded.
“I understand, Mistress Scootaloo. Thank you for letting me do this.”
Scootaloo chortled and moved closer to the speedster. A coy grin plastered on her muzzle, Scootaloo raised her hoof again. Before Rainbow could perform her duty, the orange filly used her bangled hoof to gently stroke Rainbow Dash’s mane. This caused the familiar sensation to return for Rainbow. Warm pleasure cascaded through her body and Rainbow jerked backwards, sending her body sprawling, lying wings down on her bed. She glanced towards Scootaloo and the younger pony smiled warmly.
“This is how it’s going to work going forward. I say and you do. I demand and you oblige. If I stomp my hoof impatiently, you rush over in ten seconds flat and ask what you can do for me. Understand the law of Mistress Scootaloo?”
Dash meekly nodded from her laying position and Scootaloo cleared her throat. Rainbow understood her mistake and squeaked an apology.
“I understand, Mistress Scootaloo! I’ll do whatever you ask.”
The filly smiled again, pleased at the agreement.
“In return, I’ll make sure you receive plenty of attention and ensure your horniness will always be dealt with. Small price to pay for being obedient to me, don’t you think?”
“Yes, Mistress Scootaloo! Absolutely!”
Scootaloo giggled at Rainbow’s reply and told her to sit back up. Rainbow’s body swiftly fulfilled the order.
“Now then. Lick my hoof.”
Dash didn’t waste a second. She took Scootaloo’s hoof between two of her own, lowering her head and stuck her tongue out of her muzzle. Rainbow’s tongue gingerly made contact with Scootaloo’s capsule, and the weathermare kept contact, and slid her tongue from front to back of the filly’s hoof. This caused Scootaloo to squeal with joy.
“See, Dash? It’s not hard to obey. But tell me something. How does it taste?”
Rainbow winced and gave her honest opinion. “Like mud and dirt and Celestia knows what else. It’s not pleasant.”
Scootaloo shrugged. “All the more reason to make sure every speck is gone. So use that tongue properly and worship my hoof, Dash.”
Rainbow’s wings stiffened, rising up from the humiliation she was experiencing. Her cyan wings formed a wingboner and the Wonderbolt cadet blushed profusely. Scootaloo noticed and gave Rainbow a smirk.
“Such a naughty little whorse, Dash.”
The comment caused Rainbow to take a deep breath, and her loins trickled more juice. Scootaloo knew how to push her buttons absolutely perfectly. Dash resumed her duty, lapping at Scootaloo’s hooves and watched her Mistress sigh with soft pleasure.
“You know, for all the talk you did earlier about my massage, I think your tongue bath is superior. Such a good job cleaning my hooves, Rainbow. I’d say you were born for this.”
Rainbow felt her pussy pulsate and warmth dribbled alongside her thigh. She peeked at Scootaloo and saw the filly wink at her.
After another ten minutes of Rainbow licking Scootaloo’s hoof, the young pegasus commanded her to stop, and Rainbow let go. While the filly inspected, Rainbow’s hoof reached up her muzzle and was sliding down her tongue, trying to clear the debris that latched itself to it.
“Blegh! If we do this again, could your hooves be clean before I lick them?”
Scootaloo frowned, noticing a spot of dirt embedded in the bottom of her hoof. This made her growl and she shot a look of disdain towards Rainbow Dash.
“Hey! Did you not understand my instructions properly, Rainbow Crash?”
Dash stared at her Mistress with confusion, opening her muzzle to respond. “No? You told me to worship your hoof and lick it clean.”
“Right. Exactly. So what the buck is this clump of dirt doing on my hoof, dummy? Clearly you didn’t try hard enough.”
Before Rainbow could reply, Scootaloo jumped behind Dash, roughly pushing her over on her belly.
“Whoa! Hey, what’s the big idea?”
Scootaloo didn’t reply, but lowered her head into Dash’s wing, and gripped a feather tightly with her teeth, yanking it out.
“Ow! Hey! I preened myself yesterday before I saw you. I don’t need another preening for a while.”
Scootaloo spit the feather out and glared at Rainbow.
“I’m not preening you, idiot. I’m punishing you for not following my command. You left a few dirt spots, so I’m taking a few feathers as a fair trade.”
Dash didn’t argue. Scootaloo looked furious and Rainbow was intimidated. She relented.
“Alright, alright. I’m sorry. Your trade is definitely fair. But please be gentle. The last one you took wasn’t a loose feather.”
Scootaloo shot Rainbow a concerned look, but it was quickly replaced by a grimaced scowl.
“We’ll see. I’m picking four more at random. You might get lucky.”
With that, Scootaloo clamped down on another feather, pulling it out. This one was loose, clumped between a bunch of plumage. Rainbow offered no resistance.
Another feather was pulled. Another loose one. However, the fourth one wasn’t and when Scootaloo yanked it with her teeth, Dash grunted in discomfort. The final one was loose. After she finished, Scootaloo loafed in front of Rainbow.
“Now then. I want you to promise you’ll be a better behaved mare in the future, Dashie. It offered me no pleasure to do that to you, but bad pets need to be punished.”
PET? DASHIE? This filly is playing a dangerous game here…
Rainbow swallowed as her thoughts echoed in her head.
“I’m sorry, Mistress Scootaloo. I promise all your future commands will be followed to the last letter and I will make you happy by obeying them to the best of my abilities.”
That response earned another mane pet from Scootaloo’s bangled hoof. Rainbow’s tongue lolled from the sensation, feeling her body cascade with euphoric joy.
“You’re forgiven. So, I’ll fulfill my promise to remove your horniness. Ready?”
Dash affirmed it and Scootaloo quickly spanked Rainbow harshly on the flank. This made Rainbow gasp from surprise and she squeaked a tiny protest.
“Hey! My flank is totally off limits.”
Scootaloo defied Rainbow’s little tirade and spanked her again to prove her wrong.
“Not to me. Your entire body is mine to play with and control. If I want to spank you, I’ll do it. And you’ll enjoy every second. Besides, I see your wings are still stiffened. You’re totally relishing this.”
Rainbow bit her muzzle and twitched.
“Admit it to your Mistress, Pet. Tell her to spank your flank even harder.”
Dash was redoubling her effort to bite her muzzle, attempting to prevent a moan or squeal from the current situation. Unfortunately, she wasn’t able to, and a salacious moan escaped Rainbow’s mouth. It made Scootaloo release a low chuckle.
“Such a smart little Pet, you are, Dashie.”
Being called ‘Pet’ was filling Dash’s head with swooning thoughts. She had done many kinky things on her own and with other mares. But nopony had ever deponified her like this, comparing her to a simple pet before.
“Bite your pillow, Rainbow. This one may hurt a lot.”
Dash obeyed her filly Mistress and clamped her muzzle on her cloud pillow. The orange filly swatted Rainbow’s flank with all her might. The speedster moaned into her pillow and convulsed from being treated like this. Rainbow was surprising herself with her new discoveries.
Degradation and teasing was one thing, but actual physical pain was another. And all stemming from a filly, too? Her number one fan treating her dismissively like this?
“Seems you really like being spanked, my Pet. You’re all mine. Completely at my mercy, for me to do what I wish.”
Scootaloo swapped the bangle, putting it on another of her forehooves, and raised that hoof to swat Rainbow’s plot. Before it made contact, she asked Rainbow a question.
“Whenever I touch your mane with my bangled hoof, you get super excited and love it. I wonder what’ll happen if I spank you with it instead. Care to make a guess, Dashie?”
Rainbow nestled her face and muzzle into her pillow, shaking her head, eliciting a small squeak of excitement.
“How about we find out then? Spread your appendages and prepare.”
The mare complied and blushed, giving Scootaloo a full view of her marehood. Her cunt was trembling with unwavering lascivious lust. Her mind was racing with sultry desires.
Scootaloo noticed Rainbow’s twinkling sex and grinned. There was no doubt about it.
“You really are a revolting whorse, Rainbow.”
Scootaloo watched as her insult caused a few droplets of Rainbow’s juices to leak. The filly raised her bangled hoof and smacked Rainbow’s plot with full force.
At the moment of impact, Rainbow released a mixed screamoan of pain and pleasure. Her sex glistened as more drops leaked from her labia.
“I own you, Rainbow. Now get your face out of that pillow and repeat what I just said.”
Her body shaking, Rainbow rose her head from her cloud pillow and recited. “You own me, Scoo- Mistress Scootaloo.”
Scootaloo shot Rainbow a bemused eye expression coupled with a smug grin.
“Property of a little schoolyard filly who doesn’t even have her cutie mark. My, how the mighty have fallen.”
Rainbow Dash lowered a hoof to clop at her sex, but Scootaloo hastily spanked her plot to prevent that.
“Excuse you? Did I give you permission to rub yourself, Pet? I just stated I own you and you confirmed it. So why the hay do you believe you’ve got free will to do what you desire?”
Rainbow squealed in surprised shame, realizing Scootaloo did have a point. She hung her head in disappointment.
“Sorry, Mistress! Forgive me. It’s just your words and behavior make my horniness flare up and I’d really appreciate your permission and allow me to rub myself to make it disappear.”
Scootaloo chuckled at the obedience and smiled at Dash.
“Well, when you put it that way, it’s very cute that you can’t control yourself around me. If my words are that powerful, then I will allow you to rub yourself, Pet.”
Rainbow gasped in excitement, preparing to do so, when Scootaloo’s words stopped her.
“But! You’ll hoof yourself to my actions this time, not words. I want to do certain things to you and I expect to see you rubbing away. Understand?”
Dash squealed an acceptance of terms for her Mistress which caused Scootaloo to give Rainbow a friendly nod.
“Start removing your horny, Rainbow, and I’ll do my part well too.”
With that, Scootaloo smacked Rainbow Dash again, aiming for the same spot of her flank that she had hit twice. Dash moaned and happily clopped, rubbing her wet sticky cunt with an eager hoof. Scootaloo repeated it, harder this time, and Rainbow gasped from pleasure. Her flank hurt, but her pussy was stimulated. Sounded like an even trade.
Scootaloo lowered her head and gently took one of Rainbow’s feathers between her teeth. Dash put her muzzle into her pillow in expectation of what would next happen. The young pony harshly yanked the stiff feather and plucked it. It wasn’t loose and Rainbow did grimace a bit in discomfort but continued to rub away at her marehood. Dash raised her head again, glancing back towards her Mistress. Scootaloo gave Rainbow a sultry smug grin.
“You know, this is quite enjoyable for me. I have my idol completely at my mercy. I can do anything I want to you and you’ll just lay there and rub yourself to it. I’m happy you’re such an obedient Pet for me, Dashie.”
Rainbow squirmed and quickened her invigorating masturbation, looking at her Mistress with a horny stupor. Scootaloo grinned at the horny pegasus, sticking her tongue out and taunted her again.
“Absolutely anything. I can insult you, hit you, possibly even spit on you, and you’ll just lay there and focus on removing your horniness. Such a one-track mind for a one-trick pony.”
The weathermare spread her inner labia with an energetic hoof and rubbed in ecstasy at her clitoris. Her hoof slid up and down in rapid motion, eagerly stimulating her marehood. Rainbow blushed deeply, feeling like a dirty kinky pony, shamelessly masturbating in front of a filly. But Scootaloo’s words hit close. The sensations that came from the artifact were fantastic and Rainbow would continue Scootaloo’s little game if it meant more pleasure would follow.
Scootaloo lowered her head, this time not focusing on Rainbow Dash’s feathers, but instead chomped down on a large strand of her mane. Dash slowly raised her eyes to meet the filly’s face and Scootaloo gave her a command through a muzzlefull of Rainbow’s prismatic multicolored coiffure.
“Rub to what I’m about to do to you, Rainbow Dash. I wanna get a nice front view of your depravity.”
With that, Scootaloo gritted her teeth and yanked with all her might on Rainbow’s mane, the force causing RD’s neck and head to lurch upwards.
“Yeowch!’
It did hurt, certainly. But Rainbow obeyed her pint-sized Mistress and continued her self stimulation. Her cunt was freely leaking her mare juice and Rainbow Dash lolled her tongue from her muzzle. She was effortlessly turned into a crumpled horny mess during these special playtimes between the pair. Rainbow stared with lustful desire into Scootaloo’s eyes, the filly still holding her mane in her teeth. They locked eyes and Rainbow clopped even harder.
Pleased with how much enjoyment she experienced by treating her hero this way, Scootaloo repeated the action, watching with mirth, chuckling, while Rainbow frigged, her wings still locked in a wingboner. The filly yanked Rainbow’s once more, then gently released her teeth from Dash’s mane. Rainbow lay there in a mix of pleasure and pain, clopping away with a big grin on her face. The vivacious young pony walked on Rainbow’s bed and loafed in front of her. Scootaloo and Dash locked eyes again and Rainbow blushed at the attention and glanced towards her nether regions.
“Look at me, Dash.”
Rainbow turned her head, obeying the filly’s request. They kept eye contact for half a minute, all the while Rainbow hoofed her pussy.
“Mistress Scootaloo?”
Scootaloo gently rubbed Rainbow’s mane with an unbangled hoof and replied to her idol.
“Yes?”
“Could I possibly… potentially….”
“Spit it out, Pet.”
“I want to kiss you.”
Scootaloo’s heart caught in her throat. Did Rainbow actually just admit that? The filly squeed with absolute excitement and her eyes sparkled with surprise, beaming from ear to ear. She had hoped Rainbow would show a romantic interest one day. Now that it was happening, Scootaloo was radiating with felicity, a shimmering twinkle in her eyes.
Rainbow didn’t wait for a response. She used a dry hoof and placed it on the side of Scootaloo’s orange muzzle, Rainbow’s half-lidden eyes staring deeply into the filly’s own. The speedster slowly leaned forward, her heart racing, and placed a gentle soft smooch directly on Scootaloo’s parting lips. Rainbow held the kiss for ten seconds flat before tenderly retracting her muzzle. Her breath was accelerating, inhaling greedily for air after their muzzles parted.
Scootaloo squeaked in astonishment. “Rainbow Dash?!”
“I couldn’t stand by for a reply. I wanted to do that. You deserved it for all the awesome fun you’re giving me, Mistress.”
The school-aged filly burned a crimson tint and stared with wonder and amazement at Rainbow Dash, not answering. Her heart was full of elation at the sudden display of affection.
“Are you alright, Mistress Scootaloo?”
Not using a verbal response, Scootaloo initiated the warm endearment this time, closing her eyes and, while grinning in jubilation, grazed Rainbow’s lips with her own. She smooched repeatedly with full passion. Rainbow met her halfway and canoodled the tomboy filly, both of them embracing with amorous urgency.
After two minutes of lip-locking, the two lovers parted, staring at each other, with scarlet colors adorning their faces. Scootaloo extended her tongue gently out of her muzzle and glanced at Rainbow with lust and desire.
“That was. So. Wonderful. Rainbow Dash. We just kissed!”
Rainbow affirmed with a large grin and Scootaloo giggled in bliss.
“Have I ever said you have beautiful eyes?” Scootaloo cooed.
Dash nuzzled the filly, bringing her snoot in to rub affectionately to the filly’s own and flattened her mane in slight embarrassment.
“You’re 20% cuter when you’re bashful.” Rainbow replied, earning another blush from her number one fan.
Scootaloo cleared her throat, coughing into her hoof, trying to brush off the compliment.
“That’s cool I guess.”
Rainbow giggled at her reaction and Scootaloo gave the mare a friendly smile. It lasted only a brief moment before Scootaloo gently poked Dash on the chest.
“Aren’t you forgetting to do something, Dashie?”
The speedy pegasus gulped, remembering she was in the midst of a most magical masturbation moment. Her hoof traveled to her pussy, feeling how wet she had gotten from all the frivolous frolicky fun. She was definitely close to an orgasm.
“I’m nearing cumming again. Remember last time, when I was thrashing around, panting heavily, gasping and my wings arched upwards?”
Scootaloo recalled and concurred with Dash. “Oh, so you’re wanting to cum again, yeah?”
Rainbow Dash nodded.
Scoots flipped her head, making her mane twirl and she grinned at the horny pegasus.
“You know what I expect you to do, right?”
“Ask permission to cum”?
“Close, Pet! Almost. Beseech and implore me to allow you for it. Not just asking for permission. I want to hear the pleading tone in every word.”
Rainbow squirmed. Scootaloo was being so unfair! But she relented. If it earned her another amazing orgasm, she’d gladly comply.
“Please, Mistress Scootaloo. I know I don’t deserve it, but I’d be extremely grateful if you granted me the ability to cum. My pussy is leaking so much juice and I know an orgasm is imminent. I beg you to let me squirt, Mistress!”
Scootaloo raised an eyebrow, giving Rainbow an inquisitive glance. “That all?”
Rainbow gulped. She swallowed her pride and bellowed more words, determined to earn her orgasm.
“I really REALLY beg you, Mistress Scootaloo. You make me so stimulated and excited that my body can’t resist cumming. It feels so good to lose to you. I am your good little pet, your Dashie, and you’re my superior Mistress who deserves my devotion and attention. Please permit me to squirt, Mistress!”
Rainbow puts her two forehooves together in a pleading expression, protruding her lower lip slightly and pouted, giving Scootaloo her best puppy-dog face.
Scootaloo couldn’t keep up the act. Of course she’d have allowed Rainbow to orgasm anyway, but seeing the cyan pegasus beg for it gave the pint-sized dominant filly immense pleasure. She feigned an annoyed sigh, rolling her eyes and acquiesced.
“I suppose you’ve been a good girl today, Dashie. I’ll allow it on one condition.”
“What is it, Mistress? I’ll do anything for the ability to cum. Just name it.”
“Confident and cocky, eh, Rainbow? That’s your nature. I dig it. Well, if you really want to cum, all that I require is being the one to rub you down there until you do.
Rainbow whinnied, not expecting a response like that.
“So, if I want an orgasm you’ll need to be the one to rub me? That’s the rule?”
“Yep! Simple, ain’t it?”
Rainbow swallowed hard. Agreeing to this would escalate their relationship and kinkplay. Any doubt in her mind was short lived and the prismatic pegasus replied, asking earnestly.
“Please rub my pussy and help me cum, Mistress Scootaloo.”
Scootaloo grinned wickedly, using her hoof to press against Rainbow’s pussy, sliding her capsule in a circular motion along Rainbow Dash’s clitoris. The speedy pegasus was on cloud nine, spreading her legs, her chest rising and declining rapidly from the stimulation and quick breaths. She shivered as she felt her body convulse. Glancing towards her Mistress rewarded her with a wink.
Scootaloo leaned in, gently grazing Rainbow’s lips with her own again, giving her idol a warm loving smile that caused Rainbow’s heart to flutter.
“Be a good girl and cum for your Mistress, Dashie. Get rid of your horniness, my precious Pet.”
The orange filly kissed her Pet again sweetly, draping a hoof around Rainbow’s neck, lightly brushing against her mane. As she kissed the mare, Scootaloo hastily rubbed and prodded all around Rainbow’s nether region.
Rainbow Dash heavily moaned into the kiss and kissed the dominant young pony in earnest. She grunted as she felt her pussy pulsate and knew her precious orgasm was near. Scootaloo’s rubbing was making squelching sounds and Rainbow palpitated.
The younger pony broke the embrace and teased Rainbow.
“I bet you’re feeling euphoric from this, Dash. A younger, smaller, pegasus, rubbing you and controlling your precious orgasm. It’s like you’re just a puppet and I’m pulling the strings. Clay in my hooves.”
Dash drooled slightly from the comment and hastily wiped it away with her hoof. She lay in ecstasy, feeling Scootaloo’s hoof quickly sliding along the walls of her labia and on her cunt. Everything the filly did perfectly excited her kinky pleasure. Rainbow’s hooves quaked and twitched from the stimulation.
“Yes! I’m your little Pet to control, Mistress Scootaloo. It’s all true!” Rainbow squeaked out, between moans of sexual gratification.
“Tell me it feels good, Dashie. Being completely helpless and at my mercy.”
Rainbow nodded fervently, obeying without any hesitation.
“It feels better than good! It feels amazing, Mistress Scootaloo! You push my buttons magnificently and perfectly. I love the treatment you give me.”
Scootaloo chuckled, pleased with the mare’s response and quickened her stimulation of Rainbow’s pussy. She observed Rainbow twitch and arch from pleasure.
The filly kissed Rainbow a third time, extending her tongue outwards and parted Dash’s mouth with it. The two locked muzzles and both wrestled with their tongues for control. Scootaloo won naturally and Rainbow moaned with immense lust and satisfaction.
After a minute of simultaneous smooching, Scootaloo broke the kiss and stared at Rainbow, nudging her gently in the ribs with an elbow. C’mon, speedster. Show me your Sonic Raincloud in ten seconds flat. Your Mistress demands you cum. Right now!”
Upon hearing this, Rainbow Dash lost all control. Her hooves lay limply at her side while her hips arched and her chest rose from the pleasure. Her muzzle twitched and her body shook with overwhelming gratification and satisfaction. She opened her muzzle and moaned loudly, while her cunt shot all her pussy juices. Rainbow squirted hard, her juices traveling off her bed, landing on the floor. Scootaloo kept rubbing the entire time, watching her Pet with amusement. Rainbow Dash closed her eyes while experiencing another hot orgasm, trembling with euphoria. When it subsided, Dash slumped over, her head landing on her pillow.
“That looked very enjoyable, Rainbow Dash. Did you enjoy yourself?”
Rainbow weakly replied, her words muffled in her cloud pillow.
Scootaloo waited patiently, allowing Rainbow to get her energy and breath back. When she did, Scootaloo nuzzled her and Dash blushed.
“You’re so cute when you’re weak for me, Rainbow Dash.”
Dash squeaked a quick thanks as gratitude then addressed Scootaloo.
“I should bring you back to Ponyville now. It’s getting late, nearly nine o' clock and I have a few things to do tomorrow. But I’d absolutely love to see you again soon.”
Scootaloo beamed and agreed with her icon. “Yeah, I do too. It’s been a super awesome time with you today.”
The pair walked out of Rainbow’s bedroom, traveling from the kitchen and the exercise room. Scootaloo took it all in. The sights, the experience of today. She was gleeful. As they walked, Rainbow thanked Scootaloo for another great time.
“It was no trouble! I loved it more than the first time, too!”
Rainbow chuckled and agreed. With the intensity of her second orgasm from the filly, she couldn’t deny the statement. They reached the door and Dash opened it. Both stepped outside, noticing the sun was beginning to set. The temperature was chillier too. Dash closed her door and leaned down, beckoning Scootaloo to climb aboard. The filly obliged, wrapping her hooves around Rainbow’s midriff, nestling comfortably on her back. Her bangle was on her backhoof, neither of them not coming in contact with Rainbow Dash.
The weatherpony kicked off, flexing and flapping her wings, taking them both to the skies. The two chatted amicably about the fun they had shared.
“Hey, Mistress Scootaloo? Can I ask you something? And please be honest with me?”
“What is it, Rainbow? I’ll be honest about anything.”
Dash swallowed and blinked before sharing her inquisitive inquiry.
“Did you mean it earlier? When you said that I was your pet and you owned me?”
Scootaloo nuzzled against Rainbow’s mane, strengthening her grip as the weathermare flew them through a few clouds in her descent.
“Of course not, Rainbow Dash. We’re just playing a game. I do these things to make you feel good and happy. You’re still my idol and hero and that won’t change.”
Rainbow Dash smiled, a happy grin plastered on her muzzle. She was hoping for that answer. Yet, the answer made her slightly discouraged. Rainbow thought about why.
It’s great that she still views me in that manner. I’m glad to know nothing has changed between us. Scootaloo is pretty awesome too and I’m happy to have this type of interaction and relationship with her. She may be just a filly, but she does things to me that nopony else has ever done before.
Scootaloo gently rubbed Rainbow’s shoulder with a hoof, breaking the pegasus out of her rumination. Dash glanced behind her, taking a split-second glimpse at the school-aged filly.
“You alright, Rainbow Dash? You look dazed and confused.”
“I’m alright! Was just deep in thought about some stuff.” Rainbow replied, the pair gliding lower to the ground.
“What’s on your mind, Rainbow Dash?”
“Oh, I was just musing about how happy I am that the two of us decided to give this bangled fun time thing a shot. We’re both having lots of enjoyment from it and I’m also content that it hasn’t changed our friendship or interactions. You’re still the same awesome filly you’ve always been, Scoots.”
Scootaloo cooed from the compliment, nestling her muzzle into Rainbow’s mane, unable to prevent a crimson blush from forming on her cheeks.
“Thanks, Rainbow Dash! I still view you as the awesome, radical, cool, and most stupendous pony in all of Equestria. Our funtime doesn’t change that.”
RD’s heart fluttered from the statement and a joyous sparkling expression appeared on her muzzle.
“You really are awesome, squirt.”
Rainbow landed in the middle of Ponyville Square. Buildings and homes adorned both sides of the road. A few ponies were bustling around, giving the two pegasi a friendly smile once they touched down. The pegasi pair reciprocated the affable behavior.
Scootaloo and Rainbow nuzzled and Rainbow draped her wing around the orange filly, hugging her tightly and protectively. They parted with a gentle sorrow. She watched Scootaloo saunter into town and then Rainbow flew off.
Once she returned home, sleep was on her mind. She needed another nap, feeling exhausted again. Dash trotted to her bedroom and climbed into bed. Yawning, Rainbow put her head on her pillow, and pulled the blankets up to her chin. Her eyes slowly closed and Rainbow was sleeping just a minute later, snoring loudly.
Before looking for her friends, Rainbow Dash stopped by Sugarcube Corner. She hadn’t received any actual nourishment and she was famished. The pegasus stood on the purple-marbled steps, looking inside the bakery. Many ponies were inside, business booming as usual. She curiously sniffed as odors of cakes, cookies, muffins and more wafted to her nostrils. Rainbow licked her muzzle expectantly. All of it smelled scrumptious.
Stepping inside, she was pleased to find there was nopony in line. She moseyed to the counter, gazing longingly at the decadent dessert display of many confectionary creations. Carrot cake slices, marzipan mascarpone meringue madness slices, oatmeal cookies, banana nut muffins. The pegasus wiped a trail of drool from her muzzle and was promptly greeted by Mrs. Cake.
“Good morning, Rainbow Dash.” greeted Mrs. Cake.
“Morning, Mrs. Cake! Surprised to see you. Pinkie’s always the one manning the shop whenever I stop by.”
“While true, dearie, Pinkie isn’t around. She zipped out about an hour ago. I’m not sure where she is.”
Rainbow shrugged, feeling nonchalant. “That pony is as unpredictable as the weather in the Everfree Forest.”
The older mare chuckled at the simile and nodded her agreement.
“Did you come by to see Pinkie or was there something I could perhaps get for you, dearie?”
The speedy flier gazed yearningly at the display case again and eagerly bobbed.
“I’ll take two banana nut muffins, one slice of carrot cake and a small hay and oats smoothie please!”
The light-azure Earth Pony smiled politely and quickly retrieved Rainbow’s order. She bagged the treats together then blended her smoothie. From the time she had ordered to when she received her order took less than two minutes.
“That’ll be eight bits, please!”
Rainbow removed eight bits from the pouch she kept around her hoof and paid. After Mrs. Cake put the cash in the drawer, she slid the bag and smoothie to the cyan pegasus, who took them gratefully.
“Here you are, dear. Thank you for your business! Please come again!”
“Will do! Have a great day, Mrs. Cake!”
Both ponies said a farewell and Rainbow plodded outside. She reached a hoof into the bag and took one of the banana nut muffins, chomping it greedily and devoured the treat quickly. The weathermare flapped her wings, gliding upwards and focused her destination on a small stratus cloud, floating listlessly, about eighty feet above. It took less than ten seconds before she landed on the stratus and sat on her haunches.
I’m not sure what I’m more nervous about. Twilight laying into me, or the news of my Wonderbolts Academy letter. Both are pretty scary, especially when I think about the worst case scenarios.
She sipped her hay and oats smoothie slowly, trying to gather her thoughts. Rainbow gazed at the square, noticing the townsponies thronged and strewn about. A few greeted each other. Some walked past, fixated on their objective or destination.
The speedster surveyed the horizon, spotting the Golden Oaks Library in the distance. She released a low soft sigh, knowing what would be imminent. Her hoof traveled inside the bag again and she pulled out the slice of carrot caking, altering between small nibbles and sips of her smoothie.
She sat atop the cloud while basking in the warmth of Celestia’s sun. After gobbling the carrot cake and slurping her hay and oat smoothie, Rainbow bit down on the take-out paper bag that still contained one banana nut muffin. She wanted to do some flight exercises before facing the music that Twilight would orchestrate. RD flew to the ground again, throwing away her empty cup in a waste bin. Before she could make the journey to the library, she was stopped by a half a dozen colts and fillies that comprised a portion of the Rainbow Dash fan club. She stared at them questioningly, wondering what they wanted.
One spoke up heartily. “It’s Rainbow Dash! Wow! We’re such big fans of you!”
Another added “Yeah! You’re the coolest pony in Ponyville!”
A third piqued “Please show us some of your awesome moves, Rainbow Dash!”
Rainbow dropped the bag in surprise. It fell from her muzzle with a small crinkle as the paper met the cobblestone. She did have somewhere to be, but couldn’t pass off an opportunity to show off.
“Gosh! I don’t know. I am running behind schedule for something important. I don’t really have the time.”
All six looked dejected and crushed. It made Rainbow upset to see such young ponies in sad spirits.
“But, I suppose for such big fans, I can make some time!”
Hearing this, the colts and fillies cheered gleefully, audibly shouting with excitement. Some stomped their hooves. One whistled loudly in celebration.
“Don’t blink. I don’t want you to miss this!” Rainbow said, puffing out her chest with pride, before taking to the sky.
Dash was cheerfully flying around, doing different flying tricks such as barrel rolls, immelmans, and chandelles. The pegasus laughed heartily, enjoying showing off her repertoire of aerial maneuvers. Aside from the initial spectators, many townsponies were staring at her in amazement.
Rainbow grinned with exuberance and descended rapidly, towards Ponyville. She was in a nose diving position, her mane billowing harshly by the whipping of wind she soared through. With less than thirty feet before impact, Rainbow pushed herself steeply upwards, trading the kinetic energy of her forward motion, for potential energy of altitude. It worked and she zipped upwards with great velocity. A successful zoom climb.
The ponies began to stomp their hooves and cheer for Rainbow in awe of witnessing such a perilous stunt. Rainbow Dash, naturally, relished the chance for more adulation from the crowd, pumping them up, telling them to cheer with more passion.
“Rainbow Dash!” Shouted a group of townsponies, including the members of the Rainbow Dash fan club.
“Louder.”
“Rainbow Dash!!!”
“Louder!”
“Rainbow Dash!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“LOOOOOOOOUDERRRRRRRR!”
“RAINBOW DASH!”
The townsponies weren’t the ones who called her name that time. Rainbow knew that voice and she gulped. The pegasus peeped at the ground, towards the lavender unicorn who had shouted her name.
Oh boy. There’s Twilight. And she looks pissed!
Rainbow Dash landed next to the unicorn, giving her a small smile. Twilight gave the pegasus a glare in response. Rainbow was about to speak but Twilight prodded her friend in the ribcage, hushing her.
“You swore you’d attend my stargazing event last night, but you never arrived. The last thing I want is to hear any excuses.”
Rainbow said nothing, her ears lowering in sadness, having expected Twilight’s reaction. The unicorn was clearing out the townsponies, telling the crowd they had nothing to see here, and to go on their way. The citizens quickly left, not wanting to get an earful of the squabble or fracas that may arise.
“I stayed awake all night, naturally, and kept telling myself that you were just running a little late, and you’d be there eventually. I held out hope until Celestia raised the sun. Then I had to admit that you let me down.”
Dash gave a crestfallen gaze at the ground, her head hung low, offering no quips back. Twilight was right and it made the pegasus feel terrible.
“What do you have to say for yourself, Rainbow Dash? Besides some nonsensical excuse that is.”
The excuse that had popped in her mind earlier in her workout room dissipated. Rainbow could tell how scorned Twilight was and didn’t want to exacerbate the situation.
“I’m sorry, Twilight. You’ve every right for being upset at me. I promised something, didn’t deliver and let you down. I’m an awful friend.” Dash said emphatically, not even looking at the unicorn.
Her eyes stared still at the ground, unblinking, her head hanging even lower. She felt terrible but knew Twilight’s anger was warranted.
Seeing this side of Rainbow Dash was alarming to the studious unicorn. For the time Twilight knew her, the brazen weatherpony seldomly took responsibility, much less with this much maturity. The emotion Rainbow gave off was one of regret and it was very palpable. Twilight could empathize and understand Rainbow felt remorseful. Her glowered scowl lowered, replaced with one of acceptance and friendship.
“That’s not true, Rainbow Dash. You’re just distracted sometimes. I don’t think of you as a bad friend, and that’s a terrible thing to say about yourself.”
Rainbow glanced at her bookish nerdy friend. The unicorn offered a small smile but Rainbow didn’t reciprocate.
“But I let you down. What kind of friend does that? It’s not the first time somepony said that to me either, Twilight.”
Twilight stepped forward and wrapped the show-off brash pegasus in a hug. The unicorn gently patted Rainbow’s back, in a sign of forgiveness.
“Dash, you’re being a bit hard on yourself. Sure, you didn’t follow through with your promise but that doesn’t mean you’re an awful friend. Nopony is perfect, not even the ‘flawless’ Rainbow Dash.”
Rainbow sniffled, touched by Twilight’s words and gave a hug back to her friend. The two embraced a moment before Twilight broke it, stepping back and warmly smiling again.
“Come on, Rainbow. The rest of our friends are waiting at the library. I was with them, till I came into town to find you.”
Rainbow replied, feeling chipper again, “I bet they’re excited to hear the news I’ll get from my letter later.”
“We’re all confident that you’ll get accepted into the Wonderbolt Academy, Rainbow Dash. It is your dream and we’ve all agreed that you’re the best flier we know.”
“Thanks for the compliment Twilight. I know I’m pretty awesome. There’s no way they’re not gonna offer me a spot at the academy!”
Twilight tittered from Rainbow’s brazen confidence and Rainbow shot her a happy grin. The two made up quickly and Rainbow was thankful.
Before she walked off, Rainbow Dash grabbed the take-out bag. She offered the contents to Twilight who gratefully accepted. Twilight cast a levitation spell and floated the item out of the bag. Her eyes sparkled when she recognized the cuisine. She shot an appreciative look towards Rainbow and happily munched the muffin. Rainbow watched as her friend ate, giggling at her mannerisms. Twilight chewed ravenously and gulped it down before licking her muzzle clean of the crumbs. Rainbow snickered louder and Twilight flushed from mild discomfiture.
Both ponies walked out of the town square towards the Golden Oak Library. It was a trek of around ten minutes. Upon arrival, Twilight used her magic and a violet shade glistened from her horn to envelop the metallic brass doorknob of the library. With a small jerk of her head, the door opened. No sooner had the two ponies entered and the door shut did a squeaky excited cheer fill their ears.
“SURPRISE!” Pinkie Pie shouted zestfully.
Rainbow Dash blinked a few times at the scene. All of her best friends were there. Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Applejack and Fluttershy. Spike joined the equine ungulates and waved to Rainbow Dash.
It seemed Pinkie Pie had bedecked the library. Colorful streamers, intertwined perfectly in the middle prettified the wooden wall next to the bookcase of mystery novels. Rarity had festooned garlands alongside the eastern wall, near the bookcase of fiction books. Letter signs spelling “Good Luck Rainbow Dash” were accumulated onto the colorful streamers Pinkie had graced.
The decoration didn’t end there. There was a double layer vanilla cake with strawberry frosting. It was covered in chopped oats and an edible Rainbow Dash, made of colored icing sat as the figurehead atop of the decadent dessert. A large punch bowl was inert above a rainbow colored tablecloth. Apple slices, chips, pretzels, and other snacks were grouped together in different colored bowls. Balloons of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and violet were inflated and floating listlessly wherever the draft brought them.
“Wow! This is amazing! Pinkie, you’ve really outdone yourself with this one!” Dash complimented.
Pinkie gigglesnorted and thanked her pegasus friend.
“I also assisted, darling. The garlands on that wall there came from yours truly!” Rarity supplied.
“The flowers are pretty too, Rarity! Thank you!” Rainbow gave the unicorn a smile.
“But of course, darling. You know I prioritize and accessorize.”
The rhyme earned a chuckle from Twilight and Fluttershy.
“I appreciate this, everypony, but I haven’t even gotten the letter yet. You’re all so confident that I’ll get accepted.”
Applejack gave her a stare of skepticism. “Ya ain’t confident they’ll accept ya, sugarcube?”
“No! I mean, yes! I mean…” Rainbow trailed off before resuming her thoughts.
“The Wonderbolts are the most prestigious fliers in all of Equestria. Not every pegasus who dreams about joining them will get accepted. They are the most elite aerial team in all the land. It’s not a matter of confidence.”
Applejack raised an eyebrow. “Bu’ ya got the talent ta back up yer braggin’ too. That’s gotta count fer summin!”
Her other friends nodded their supportive agreement.
“Of course you’ll get in, Rainbow Dash. Like I told you at the square, we all say you’re the best flier we know..”
Dash blushed at the adulated praise and rubbed the back of her mane in embarrassment, though she appreciated it.
“Thank you girls. And Spike too! I wouldn’t leave you out of gratitude!”
“Aw shucks, Dash. Just being a good friend. Nothing to thank me for.” Spike replied, waving a small claw dismissively.
At that moment, Pinkie Pie put a vinyl in the gramophone prompting everypony and one dragon to form a conga line. Pinkie was antsy to get the party going and she knew the classic conga track was the perfect way to make the celebration underway!
“COME ON! LET’S GET PARTYING!” Pinkie shouted with exultance.
They did. The order was Applejack, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Twilight, Spike, Fluttershy, with Pinkie bringing up the caboose. Each pony and Spike congaed perfectly, cheers and laughs were given and received by all in attendance.
After the impromptu dance ended, Rarity excused herself to get some punch and Applejack munched a hoofful of apple slices. Fluttershy was chatting with Twilight and Spike while Rainbow and Pinkie were engaged in a conversation of their own.
“I’m so proud of you, Dashie! You had a dream to become a Wonderbolt and you’ve got a hoof in the door! Soon, all your desires will come true!”
Dash smiled at her jovial companion, nodding her head in concurrence.
“I met them before. At the Gala last year. We talked a bit, but now I have the chance to actually wow them with my awesome aerial skills and speedy abilities. I should be a horseshoe in, no sweat!”
Pinkie hugged her friend joyously and Rainbow reciprocated. A moment later, the two were joined by Applejack.
“Ah’m confident ya’ll gunna be swell n’ dandy, Dash! Now, ah’m tryna be a might modest, bu’ with the way ya’ll push yerself, what with yer constant trainin’ n’ all, ah reckon ya can handle whatev’r them Wonderbolts throw at ya!”
Pinkie went to the gramophone, now playing a polka instrumental vinyl. The oompah music echoed around the library and the boisterous pink pony bobbed her head to the beat, bouncing gleefully with a spring in her step. She joined Applejack and Rainbow Dash, jumping to the beat.
Dash beamed at the farmpony, both for the compliment and praise. Hearing the commotion, Twilight, Fluttershy, Rarity and Spike strolled towards the three others. The Mane Six and Spike joined together for a big group hug. Rainbow was in the middle, surrounded by her best friends, feeling convivial. Each of them gave Rainbow words of encouragement that only boosted her determination.
“You’ll be great, darling!”
“I’ll cheer for you from Ponyville! ʸᵃʸ”
“Show ‘em what ya can do, Rainbow. Wow ‘em!”
“DO YOUR BEST RAINBOW DASH!”
“Stay awesome, Dash.”
“Best flier in all of Equestria!”
After another hour of partying, they all cut the cake, Rainbow opting to take the slice that had her icing head adorning in. The seven friends enjoyed the product of Pinkie Pie’s excellent baking skills, commending her on another luscious exquisite dessert.
Moments after they had all relished in the cake, Rainbow Dash glanced at one of many time-telling devices Twilight kept in the library to stay organized and punctual. She did a double take when she noticed it was nearly noon. Dash gasped.
Rarity was the first to notice Rainbow’s reaction and asked why she seemed suddenly jumpy. “Is everything alright, dear?”
“The mailpony! He could deliver that important letter any moment! We should go, girls. I want to be there to ponysally receive it.”
Pinkie gasped, realizing they all lost track of time. Fluttershy emitted a nervous squeak.
Twilight spoke up. “Come on girls! Rainbow Dash, we’re right behind you. Spike, stay here and clean up please. I’ll be back once Rainbow gets the news. Hope you’re not tired because it’s reshelving day.”
This earned a groan of agitation from the baby dragon, but a jeer by Twilight stopped his complaints. “Fine, fine. I’ll have this place spotless by the time you return.”
With an appreciative smile, Twilight and the others left the library, heading towards Rainbow’s house. The six best friends trekked for fifteen minutes till they reached the destination.
Upon arrival, Rarity hastily magicked some items to make the event more spacious. A picnic quilt was carefully and precisely placed over a large grass area. An umbrella came next, casting the six friends in an umbratic seclusion. Rarity cast another summoning spell, and a large punch bowl appeared, alongside six cups. She also materialized a small fruit platter. Twilight magicked a book about Equestrian history and was reading with ardor. They all waited together.
“Oh! I almost forgot the pièce de résistance.” Rarity uttered, before a blue flash of light appeared. When it dissipated, she was wearing her latest autumn fashion sunglasses.
“Much better!” She added, causing Rainbow and Applejack to roll their eyes at the dramatics.
Rainbow Dash was underneath her Cloudominium, joined by her five best friends. Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Fluttershy, and Rarity. The six friends were having a picnic. Sans Pinkie Pie, all were loafing on a checkerboard picnic quilt. A rainbow umbrella casted a shadow on Twilight and Rainbow. The unicorn was reading, her muzzle invested in a book, and Rainbow was focused on Pinkie Pie, currently hopping impatiently around the pegasus’s mailbox. Applejack was munching on an apple. Rarity, donning her autumnal season sunglasses, sipped on some punch. Fluttershy was silent, just enjoying the company of her friends.
“Oooh! I wish the mailpony would just come already! I can’t wait another minute to find out if Rainbow Dash got in or not!” Pinkie buzzed.
The six friends watched Pinkie’s antics, the Earth Pony now laying in front of the mailbox, chewing on her hooves nervously. Twilight spoke up.
“Pinkie Pie. You’re more nervous than Rainbow Dash.”
Rainbow shook her head without hesitation, boasting proudfully. “I’m not nervous at all. When I get into the Wonderbolt Academy…”
Pinkie suddenly appeared and grabbed Rainbow Dash by the neck, shaking her a bit roughly. Rarity raised her sunglasses to witness the scene.
“IF you get in! IF you get in! Don’t jinx it!”
Pinkie released her hold on the pegasus and Rainbow shook her head quickly to regain her bearings. She put a hoof gently on Pinkie’s chest, trying to calm her friend down.
“I’m telling you. It’s in the bag.”
“Don’t jinx it!” Pinkie again spoke, more earnestly and squeaky than last time, pressing a hoof roughly into Rainbow’s chest.
Applejack took another bite of her apple, looking at her two friends with mild amusement. “Sugarcube, she is the best flier in Ponyville.”
These words made Rainbow Dash puff out her chest with pride, and she quickly soared past Applejack, bursting into the air, her rainbow trail following her movements. She stopped next to a large cirrus cloud, staring at her friends with cockiness.
“In Ponyville?”
Rainbow quickly flew around the cloud at supersonic speed, rainbows appearing at all angles of the cloud as she worked to morph it into a slide. The cloud conformed to the pegasus magic and took on the shape. Rainbow squeed and stood atop the cloud. She grinned at her friends, laying on her back and pushed off, descending down the cloud slide.
“I’m definitely the best flier in all of Equestria!” Rainbow boasted.
She flew upside down, passing her friends, gliding mere feet besides them. She viewed their expressions as they passed.
“I wouldn’t be surprised if they just went ahead and made me a Wonderbolt on the first day.”
Rainbow closed her eyes, still flying upside down, her hooves positioned behind her head as she relaxed, enjoying the flight.
Her head collided with a solid object and she fell only a foot to land on the patchy tufts of grass below. This made the mare open her eyes in confusion, and she looked upwards towards the object. It was the mailpony, looking down at her, smiling. He donned a blue and black cap which was adorned with the Wonderbolts insignia.
“Got a letter here for Rainbow Dash.” he said, hoofing the letter over.
Rainbow shot up, took it eagerly, and hastily ripped the envelope open with her teeth. Her wings flapped as she read the letter. It only took a few seconds for her ecstatic expression to become wistful. Her ears slid sadly against the top of her head and her eyes didn’t sparkle, but looked waned.
“I… didn’t get in.” Rainbow muttered in disbelief, looking at her friends with a melancholy look.
Pinkie put a hoof to her mouth in surprise and gasped. Fluttershy raised a hoof to her eye and blotted some forming tears. Rarity, Applejack, and Twilight raised a hoof in surprise, all three friends sharing the same solemn expression of incredulity.
Rainbow looked again at the letter, reading another line before dropping the act, smiling at her friends.
“Gotcha!” Rainbow squealed excitedly, blinking and giggling in a friendly way.
Pinkie, Fluttershy, and Rarity stared at Rainbow with a wide smile, happy at the good news. Twilight and Applejack gave their friend a small joking scorn at having been tricked, but both were very excited for Rainbow Dash. All five of her best friends stood in front of her, all hooves on the ground, sharing the moment together.
“Ha! You guys are so gullible. Like I wasn't gonna get in!” Rainbow taunted, putting a hoof on her hip, about to cackle at the prank she had pulled over her best friends.
A pink blur tackled Rainbow Dash out of the sky and the pegasus dropped the letter. The parchment floated listlessly from the breeze, landing upright with the green emblem of the Wonderbolts visible.
Pinkie was the cause of the blur and she wrapped her hooves around Rainbow Dash, sending the two friends tornadoing down a hill. Pinkie lifted Dash up and embraced her in an iron grip of a hug, nuzzling her excitedly.
“I am just soooooooo happy for you!” Pinkie squealed, putting her cheek on Rainbow Dash’s.”
“Uh, thanks?” Rainbow said, both as a compliment and a question. This was starting to feel slightly awkward.
Pinkie redoubled her effort on the hug and it was starting to hurt Rainbow Dash. She quickly spoke up to escape.
“Uh, Pinkie Pie? I kinda gotta start packing, okay?”
The pink Earth Pony gave one last super tight hug that made Rainbow gasp with pain and eyes bulge before Pinkie dropped the hug, and her friend, causing the pegasus to fall on her haunches.
Rainbow stood back up and inhaled a few times, rubbing her side where Pinkie had caused discomfort.
“Okay. I’m done!” Pinkie stated before she turned around and bounced away happily.
Dash flew back into the air and gushed excitedly. “The sooner I’m there, the sooner I get to show them my stuff!”
The weathermare flew towards Applejack and Rarity, who had lifted Rainbow’s saddlebag in their muzzles. Rainbow flew between them, and looped the saddlebag around her neck, shifting the accessory to her lower side. She then went to grab her acceptance letter, tucking it safely in a pocket of her saddlebag.
“See everypony later!”
“Good luck!” Applejack quipped.
“Won’t need it!” Rainbow cockily responded.
The other five sat together, waving at Rainbow Dash as she flew back inside, and began packing.
Rainbow Dash didn’t have much. She took her cyan bag and filled it with a few sundries. A toothbrush, mane shampoo, a hairbrush, her Wonderbolts penchant. The last thing she needed was a portrait of her and her five friends posing together. They all had the same photograph, getting six prints of it developed. She stared at the picture for a few moments before stuffing it in her cyan bag, grabbing her saddlebag too, and departed.
Pinkie Pie saw Rainbow Dash leave her Cloudominium and pulled out a megaphone, seemingly out of nowhere. She cranked the volume to maximum and shouted towards Rainbow Dash as she flew back to town.
“DON’T FORGET TO WRITE!”
The loud echoed cacophony shook the mountains, ground, and the sky itself seemed to tremble at the audio Pinkie had bellowed. The force of the acoustics sent Rainbow Dash into a cumulus cloud where she laid motionless, her head ringing.
After a while, the echoing had subsided and Rainbow Dash made a fast zipline towards town, her head ringing also abated.
The weathermare landed by the square, gazing at the crowd of townsponies, looking for a particular filly. Dash examined the bustling throng as ponies walked to and fro. It took only a moment for Dash to locate her target since Scootaloo had just walked out of a small licorice shop. The orange pegasus grinned with a few strands of strawberry licorice in her mouth and a chipper bounce in her gait. Rainbow rapidly dashed forward and the young pony was startled when a cyan blur grabbed her and lifted her in the air. The commotion nearly made Scootaloo choke on her candy.
“Ack!” She said, before removing the sugary snack from her mouth. “Rainbow Dash!”
“The one and only! Hey there, Squirt! Sorry for the surprise.”
“Pssh, don’t worry about it. It’s always great to see you.” Scootaloo replied, adjusting herself to hang comfortably from the back of Rainbow’s neck. Once she was settled in, Rainbow kicked off the ground and ascended.
Rainbow flew high, setting her sights on a patch of cirrocumulus clouds. She pushed a group of them into a collective solid tuft and set Scootaloo down on it. The prismatic pegasus joined the school-aged pony on the cloud formation.
“It’s later. And I’ve got news for you.”
“Oh, right, the letter! How’d it go, Rainbow Dash?”
Rainbow grinned, wanting to pull the same prank she had used on her friends earlier. She hastily replaced her happy expression with a forlorn one that showed despair and despondency.
“I didn’t get in, Scoots. Can you believe that?”
“What?!” Scootaloo spat incredulously. “How could they possibly deny YOU of all ponies a place at the Wonderbolts Academy?”
Rainbow shook her head solemnly, appearing pensieve.
“That was my reaction too! I re-read the letter in astonishment, but they rejected me. What gives? I’m fast and awesome! I’d be a great addition to the team.”
Scootaloo snorted, sharing the anger at this upsetting news.
“You’re right, Rainbow Dash! Those Wonderbolts are a bunch of jerks. I can’t believe they’d pass you up. They’re missing out on a great flier and a totally awesome pony.”
Scootaloo raised a piece of candy to her mouth, nomming it absentmindedly when Rainbow spoke up again.
“Spitfire claimed I’d be too much of a ‘hectic nuisance.” Rainbow stated while making air quotes with her hooves.
Scootaloo glowered at this piece of information as Rainbow Dash continued.
“She told me to apply again when I ‘git gud, chump’. I’m totally crushed.”
Rainbow hung her head low, gesticulating her sorrow with dramatic sobs and pouts.
The filly scowled in vexation and spat her licorice onto the cloud.
“That featherbrain has no idea what she’s talking about!” She screeched, punching the cloud in anger. The force created a small hole in the base of the cirrocumulus.
At this point, Dash couldn’t continue the ruse. She barreled over in a laughing fit, kicking her hooves in the air. Scootaloo watched with perplexion.
“Rainbow? What’s so funny? The captain that leads the team you idolize said you were-”
“Absolutely admitted and welcomed me as a recruit to the academy!” Rainbow interjected.
Scootaloo was flabbergasted, opening and closing her muzzle a few times.
“But… But… You just said...”
“It was a joke, Scoots! Of course they accepted me. I got the letter right here if you want to see for yourself.” Rainbow replied, puffing her chest out in a show of satisfaction.
Rainbow unclasped her saddlebag, reaching with her muzzle to grab the rolled up letter with her teeth. She flung her head towards Scootaloo and released her grip. The scroll landed right near the filly’s hooves.
Sweet! Perfect throw. You really got the moves, Dash!
Scotaloo pushed a hoof to unfurl it. The small tomboyish pegasus gave a look of uncertainty to Rainbow Dash. Spotting an affirmative nod from her idol, her eyes drifted lower to read.
Dear Rainbow Dash,
It is with great pride that I hereby welcome you as a recruit to the Wonderbolts Academy. You’ve shown excellent qualities that would make you a promising member of this team. Speed. Fierceness. Determination. These are traits we all share and value. Having met you ponysally at the Gala last year, I’m aware that your dream is to join us. However, you’re a long way before that day comes, kid. You must prove your worth as a plausible Wonderbolt and graduate from the Wonderbolts Academy. This is not going to be an easy feat. Many confident pegasi have been accepted as recruits in the past and couldn’t handle our rigorous training schedule and flying routines. They dropped out. This warning isn’t meant to deter you, but to inform you on what you’ll expect from us, and what we’ll expect from you. Not everypony is cut out to be a Wonderbolt. Determination only goes so far. Results are what get opportunities. If you intend to join our team one day, you must first prove yourself here. You’re expected Monday, October 17th, at 9 a.m. sharp. The academy is located about five miles east of Cloudsdale, just shy of Neighagra Falls. Approach at a high altitude, as the academy is much easier to spot when you’re above the clouds.
Good luck, recruit. You’ll need it. Altus Volare.
Captain of the Wonderbolts,
Spitfire
Scootaloo re-read the letter and then proudly beamed at the older pegasus. This was her hero’s dream and Scootaloo was shimmering with adoration at her icon, happily sharing the moment together.
“Omgosh! Congratulations, Rainbow Dash! I’m super happy you’re getting this opportunity. You definitely deserve it.”
Rainbow grinned back at her number-one fan and nuzzled her.
“Thanks, Scoots! I know I’ll be just awesome!”
Scootaloo frowned and asked Rainbow a question. Something had flummoxed her about the letter.
“What does ‘Altus Volare’ mean?”
“Oh, that? It's old Equestrian tongue. It translates to ‘Fly High’. The Wonderbolts have used that motto for centuries. I think it sounds pretty cool.”
Rainbow glanced in all directions, making sure there were no other ponies around. The coast was clear so Rainbow grabbed Scootaloo by the cheeks and placed a loving smooch on the filly’s muzzle. A five second kiss was shared between them.
When they parted their embrace, Scootaloo asked, “You really love kissing me, don’t you, Rainbow Dash?”
Rainbow played it cool, shrugging. “I only kiss the coolest of ponies.”
Scootaloo gave a bashful grin, turning a pinkish shade before tackling Rainbow, sending the pegasus on her back. The filly swiftly straddled on top of the weathermare and kissed her back passionately. Both ponies snogged in ecstasy. After a minute, they disconnected their lips.
Scootaloo pouted. “Wait. Monday, October 17th? That’s the day after tomorrow.”
Rainbow gave her a weak and pained smile. “Yeah. I’ll be gone from Ponyville for a while.”
Scootaloo sighed sadly, but didn’t want to appear insensitive. While sorrowful, she was immensely happy Rainbow Dash had the chance to make her dreams a reality.
“I got the picture. But I’ll miss you a lot, Rainbow Dash. Ponyville won’t be the same with you gone. You made this town more vivacious.”
Rainbow raised an inquisitive eyebrow.
“Another vocabulary lesson…” Rainbow began.
“With Twilight.” Scoots finished.
RD still gave the filly a questionable gaze and Scootaloo shrugged, before getting off the mare and allowing Rainbow to return to her hooves.
“What? Hey, it’s useful! She taught me that word three days ago and I had a chance to use it.”
Rainbow laughed and hugged the filly, giving Scootaloo’s mane a rub of appreciation.
“I’ll miss you and everypony else in town too, Squirt. But don’t be sad. Before you know it, I’ll likely come back as a full-fledged member of The Wonderbolts!”
“Well, duh. You don’t have to tell me that, Rainbow Dash!”
Rainbow prodded Scootaloo’s chest playfully. “But we’ve still got almost thirty-six hours to go before I’m expected there. I’m already packed. So I’ve got loads of free time!”
Hearing this, Scootaloo gave Rainbow Dash a sly smirk and her eyes became half-lidden. She raised her head towards the weatherpony.
“Meaning?”
“I think you know what I’m implying here, Scoots.”
“Maybe. Or maybe I’m such an ‘innocent filly’ who is totally clueless, but will understand once the ‘great’ Rainbow Dash spells it out.”
Rainbow snorted in mock anger, knowing Scootaloo clearly got the implication, but still wanted her to speak the desires.
“I’m saying we’ve got plenty of available time for fun before I head out for the academy.”
Scootaloo guffawed at the revelation and gently kissed the mare again. When they broke, the orange pegasus replied.
“Now was that so difficult to say, Dashie?”
Rainbow didn’t answer, but turned a deep shade of crimson from the taunting.
“Of course I’d not deny you some more playtime. Although, I was quite happy with simply providing ‘breakfast’ before. It’s almost two in the afternoon. Just in time for lunch, isn’t it?” Scootaloo raised an eyebrow at Rainbow.
In response, Dash picked up a stick of licorice and stuck it in Scootaloo’s mouth.
“Hush! You’re talking too cocky lately. That’s MY job.”
Her eyebrow still raised, Scootaloo idly chewed and swallowed the stick of licorice and smacking her lips before retorting. “Oh please. You love what I do to you.”
Rainbow stammered, the profound tinge color in her cheeks appearing more full and darker.
“Yeah. I won’t deny that. You’ve done things to me internally and externally that I’ve never had with anypony before.”
The reply caused Scootaloo to squee in excitement and the filly lowered her eyebrow.
“So true. I’m aware of what makes you squirm, squeal, and smile. You’re in good hooves with me, Dashie.”
Rainbow swallowed nervously, wondering what the young pony was thinking. Dash looked downwards and noticed Scootaloo with a devious grin plastered on her muzzle.
“Heh. What’s that look for, Squirt?”
“I thought of a really fun game we can play together, Rainbow. I think you’d love it.”
“Oh really?” Dash challenged.
“But I won’t spoil it. Why ruin a fun surprise, right?”
Rainbow felt a shiver traverse down her spine while locked in a staring contest with the filly. As Scootaloo’s eyes glistened with excitement, Rainbow glanced away.
“Come on. Let’s have some jolly enjoyment. Don’t forget your acceptance letter.”
Thanking her biggest fan, Rainbow bowed towards the scroll and clamped it tightly in her teeth. She used a hoof to open the saddlebag, then put the missive carefully inside before closing it.
Scootaloo happily gamboled in place and spoke with jubilance, earnestly telling Rainbow to hurry up as she didn’t want to waste a second.
Dash gave a titter from the energetic filly and lowered her body, allowing Scootaloo to climb up. The orange pegasus obliged, and Rainbow jumped from the cloud, opening her wings, gliding gently and gracefully, aided by the wind that ruffled her feathers.
“Stop back in the town square, Dash. There’s something I need to get for our fun.”
Rainbow didn’t think twice. She fluttered majestically, her cyan feathers expanding with a few lazy flaps of her wings. The two made landfall back at the square in seconds and Scootaloo happily jumped off Rainbow’s back. The weathermare watched with curiosity, but Scootaloo beckoned her to follow with a waved inverted hoof.
Both walked down the cobblestone, their hooves clip-clopping with each trot. Rainbow continued to gaze at Scootaloo, pondering what the filly had in mind. The young pegasus was often unpredictable. Dash shook her head, chortling gently. Wherever Scootaloo was heading would be known eventually.
Why get antsy and befuddled over things that’ll soon become apparent?
Rainbow noticed Scootaloo turning down a side street and she followed. Both of them walked forward in silence a bit longer before the younger pony spoke up.
“After playing with you a few times, I’m getting the sense of what things you enjoy. So I’ve got a great surprise for you later. You’ll definitely love it.”
The filly craned her head and winked at Rainbow Dash, who quickly grew a tinged blush on her cheeks. Dash performed a double take on the side road, glad nopony had seen or heard Scootaloo’s brazen actions.
Scootaloo turned left and Dash followed. After a few more minutes of silence, the pair found themselves in front of a pet store and Scootaloo stopped in front of it. This earned a confused stare from the weathermare, but Scootaloo offered a quick explanation.
“Apple Bloom wanted to get some new high-fiber treats for Winona, but she’s doing chores and can’t buy them. It’ll only take a few minutes, Rainbow. I’ll be out in a jiffy.”
Scootaloo trotted inside the store, causing the bell overhead to jingle and chime.
Rainbow stood outside, yawning in boredom. She idly perused the sky, noticing a few pegasi flying above. Seeing them made Dash want to take to the air again. But she waited for her number one fan. After what felt like hours, but was really ten minutes, the bell jingled again and the orange pegasus emerged from the store with a medium sized paper bag in her muzzle.
“A jiffy huh?” Rainbow asked with mild chagrin.
Scootaloo balanced the bag on a hoof and spoke. “Took a while to find the exact one Apple Bloom wanted. Besides, I didn’t go inside solely for dog treats, Rainbow.”
Rainbow huffed and scoffed, anxious to get back to the skies. Her impatience was concerning the school-aged pony, who cast a worried dekko towards the weathermare.
“Is everything alright, Dash? You seem a bit fidgety.”
“Things are fine! I’m eager to play. You put the idea in my head for more fun and I’m slightly wired with anticipation.”
The filly heard the earnestness in RD’s tone and giggled with joy. Rainbow watched Scoots and tapped her hoof on the cobblestone impatiently.
“You got everything you need, Scoots? Can we go now?”
Scootaloo chuckled again and nodded her head. “Yes. I’m all set. We-”
The young pony was caught off-guard as Rainbow ran towards her, declining her head. When her head was parallel with Scootaloo’s chest, the rainbow-maned pegasus lurched her head and neck upwards. Notwithstanding the small yelp of shock from her number-one fan, Rainbow expertly spread her elongated wings to catch the filly. Scootaloo landed roughly, slightly perturbed from the ordeal. Luckily, the bag had not spilled its contents. It was in the same spot where Scootaloo was just standing.
Rainbow chuckled this time, concerned she had gone a bit too far.
“Rainbow Dash, while I’m happy at your excitement, maybe refrain from doing that a second time. Now I’m all dizzy. Mind giving me the bag?”
Dash offered a sincere apology and trotted gingerly towards it. Rainbow clenched the bag in her muzzle and turned her head. Scootaloo transferred the bag to her own muzzle. Once complete, Rainbow instructed Scootaloo to clutch tightly at her nape once more. The orange pegasus complied and the two soared in the air again.
As she flew, Rainbow grinned. The wind was whipping at her mane, rustling its strands all around. This was the element she enjoyed. From the altitude the two ponies were at, the billowy blowings and wispy wind were in full spirits and Rainbow surged with energy and exhilaration.
The journey was a quiet one. Rainbow was too giddy to play again to make much conversation. Scootaloo was still a tad delirious from the sudden jumpy motion her idol had given. The quick flight didn’t help restore her to normalcy.
After fifteen minutes of silence, the two arrived at Rainbow’s Cloudominium. The speedy pegasus glanced downwards and saw the earlier decor and items were gone from the impromptu party her friends attended. Her friends had also cleared out. Dash sighed in appreciation. She wasn’t ready to reveal to her best friends the activities she was doing with the filly. One day, but that wasn’t anytime soon.
She landed gently on the base of cirrus clouds that comprised the foundation of her floating home. As usual, Scootaloo marveled at it. The filly was feeling better now. Rainbow wasn’t sure what the excitement was. Clouds weren’t spectacular or amazing. She didn’t prod the filly about it and simply opened the door.
Games Ponies Play: Part 1
Scootaloo released a happy squeal while observing the speedster pegasus. Knowing that her hero, the great Rainbow Dash, was now her pet, made the high-spirited and energetic filly very giddy. She smirked as Rainbow looked in the mirror again.
“I’d say that collar definitely suits a pony pet like you, Rainbow. You look adorable.”
Rainbow was feeling mixed emotions. On one hoof, she hated being called adorable by anypony. She was brash, bold, fearless, and audacious. She despised words like ‘pretty’ ‘precious’ or ‘cute’. On the other hoof, Rainbow had to admit Scootaloo had a point about the collar. It did fit snugly, albeit slightly tight, but the weathermare could handle the small discomfort.
“Be a nice pet for me, Dashie. Face me and bow. Incline your head to the floor and show your subservience for the school-aged and blank-flank Mistress who owns you.”
Hearing the way Scootaloo addressed herself, signifying a weaker hierarchy, but still teasing Dash for being obsequious, created a large crimson blush to appear on the cyan mare. Scootaloo was able to effortlessly press all of Rainbow’s buttons and the confidence of the adventurous pony was starting to wane. Rainbow obeyed, pressing her snout to the cloud floor of her home. Scootaloo grinned and nodded her head, feeling pleased.
“Good girl, Rainbow Dash. Crawl over to your Mistress for a reward. Remember, more obedience equals more rewards.”
Rainbow’s tail wagged excitedly and she carried out the filly’s order. The blue pegasus dropped to her belly and used two forehooves to drag herself towards the demanding younger pony. Rainbow’s gaze never wavered from the gentle stare of the orange pegasus.
When Dash reached her, Scootaloo giggled cutely and lowered a hoof towards Rainbow Dash. The small hoof was gently placed underneath the weatherpony’s chin and rubbed affectionately. The sensation of the unexpected chin scritches caused Rainbow to absentmindedly kick out one of her hooves in euphoria. She squeaked from the fervor which made Scootaloo beam with joy.
“You’re a cool pony, a great flier, but an excellent pet too, Dash. Don’t feel bashful by how much you enjoy this.”
Rainbow didn’t reply, remembering rule two. She closed her eyes softly and released a satisfied squeal every few seconds. Scootaloo, still grinning, continued to scratch the older pony under her mandible.
“Sure, it’s amusing that such a cocky, boastful, and braggadocious pony would have hidden tendencies of amorous masochism.”
Scoots gazed at the weathermare ardently and continued. “But it’s another piece of what makes you so cool to me, Rainbow Dash. I really adore every single thing about you. Everything from your mane and coat, to your personality, and your hidden private kinks. They’re compiled into who you are, Rainbow.”
Rainbow Dash listened silently though her heartstrings were pulled by the gentle and caring words from the filly. She squeaked with glee and stared intently into the younger pony’s purple eyes.
Scootaloo rubbed under Rainbow’s chin another minute before sliding her hoof to the top of the weatherpony’s cranium, giving it two loving pats. Then Scootaloo took her hoof off, placing it back towards her others. The equine quadruped beckoned the older mare to follow her by inclining her head towards the bedroom.
Rainbow crawled to follow the filly which prompted Scootaloo to stop her after a few seconds. She regarded her hero and flashed a toothy smile.
“You may trot, Rainbow. No need to crawl all the way there. Rise and meet me in your bedroom.”
The cyan ungulate followed the command, lifting herself off the floor. Dash smiled bashfully and rubbed a hoof on the back of her head in slight discomfiture, before trotting out of the exercise room, ambling towards her bower.
Both ponies met in the bedroom, flashing each other indelicate smiles. Scootaloo turned her attention to the black leather leash she had bought from the pet store earlier. The filly trotted in its direction and grabbed the tether with excitement and turned back towards Rainbow.
Before Scootaloo could open her muzzle, Dash lowered her neck, allowing the orange pony to attach the leash to the collar. This autonomous reaction elicited a cheerful squee from the buoyant younger pegasus.
“You’re a very intelligent pony, Dash.” Scootaloo said with a pleased simper, as she trotted back to the Wonderbolt recruit.
Scootaloo squinted and extended her tongue outwards to concentrate on fastening the leather leash to the black collar which beautified her icon’s neck. A moment passed before she grinned triumphantly.
“Now you’re really looking twenty percent cooler, Dashie.” Scootaloo expressed with a teasing wink.
Rainbow Dash’s face flushed and she felt her breathing quicken. Her chest rose as each gulp of air coursed through her body. The large scarlet blush that adorned her face was keeked by the chuckling smaller pegasus.
The purple-maned pegasus gripped the loop of the leash in her hoof. She grinned gleefully and worked the strap further down her foreleg. Scootaloo blushed from the situation as well, quickly speaking to alleviate her thoughts.
“It’s true, though, Rainbow. Being collared and leashed makes you more attractive to me. In fact…”
Scootaloo firmly tugged on the leash, causing Rainbow to stumble forward into the schoolpony’s legs. The filly lowered a hoof and lightly lifted Dash’s head, ensuring it was at perfect elevation. She then inclined her head and neck downwards, meeting her pet at eye level.
Rainbow swallowed and felt butterflies dancing in her belly. She ogled Scoots with the blush still embellishing her muzzle and face. The cyan mare’s eyes twinkled in adoration for the other pony. This made Scootaloo crack a loving smile.
“You’re beautiful, Rainbow Dash. Even more so as my pet.”
The crusader held a hoof underneath Rainbow’s jaw, and brought her lips towards the speedster’s own. The two ponies brushed their lips gently, canoodling softly and fervidly. As Scootaloo kissed the older mare, she slid her hoof upwards before resting it on Rainbow’s cheek.
Both ponies closed their eyes as the embrace became more intense. Their muzzles smacked in passionate intimacy. The tenderness was palpable. Rainbow gently kissed her Mistress back, showing her interest. The orange-coated equine kissed her Pet once more before gently pulling away.
“I… I….” Rainbow began.
Scootaloo raised an eyebrow and shook her head. “Ah ah. No talking, Pet. I’ll forgive it just this once because you’ve been behaving. The next time you attempt to speak, you’re getting punished. This is what you agreed to.”
Rainbow nodded her head, signifying comprehension. Scootaloo brushed a few strands of Rainbow’s mane out of her eyes, patted her head once then commanded the mare to get onto the bed.
RD was zealous at the idea and didn’t hesitate. She launched her body towards her bed, excited at what was to come. Unfortunately for her, pain followed. Her neck snapped back and the pegasus yowled then crashed to the floor, landing roughly on her wings and back. Dash released a scream of discomfort from the escapade.
Scootaloo gasped, immediately realizing what occurred. “That was my fault, Rainbow Dash. I didn’t yank it. Your leash is shorter since I pushed the loop further down my foreleg. I gave a command without thinking and caused you pain.”
Rainbow shot Scootaloo a glare from the unexpected fiasco and took a few deep breaths to calm down.
“I’m genuinely sorry. I screwed up. To make it up to you, once you climb on that bed, you’re getting a second reward.”
Dash rolled over to her belly. She positioned her hooves in the strongest way to lift her up. Releasing a small grunt, she rose. Rainbow cracked her neck and extended her forelegs away from her body. She arched her back, grimacing at the slight pain, and did her best to stretch the muscles in her lumbar region.
A bit of soreness and throbbing, but I’ve definitely put myself through worse.
She held the position for half a minute before returning to her normal standing posture. Rainbow took another breath then calmly walked towards the bed with Scootaloo in tow. The weathermare latched onto her Wonderbolts blanket and cloud mattress, pulling herself up. Scootaloo quickly followed.
Upon both ponies climbing onto Rainbow’s bed, the filly wasted no time. She pushed Rainbow onto her belly and bestrided the speedster.
The smaller pegasus felt guilty about what just transpired and wanted to show Rainbow atonement. She reached out two hooves and pushed them into Rainbow’s back, massaging the muscles. In response, the pegasus released a murmur of contentment. Dash sighed and spread all her hooves apart for maximum comfort.
“Total accident, Rainbow. I promise I’d never purposely cause you physical pain like that.”
Scootaloo furrowed her brow, concentrating on giving a rubdown to the cyan mare. Her hooves delicately traced alongside Rainbow’s lumbar area, and she pressed down, creating a good amount of pressure. As Scootaloo kneaded this area, Rainbow gurgled happy squeaks from the sensation.
She takes such good care of me. Despite being just a filly, Squirt is so mature. I could totally get used to the level of pampering she gives me, too.
Rainbow’s thoughts were interrupted by more hoof rubs from her biggest fan. The ebullient youngster was pressing her hooves into Rainbow’s lower back, holding the position for five seconds, before releasing it. She did this motion in an elliptical pattern, getting every square inch of Dash’s lumbar area.
From her prone position, Rainbow sighed blissfully. She already forgave Scootaloo for the mishap. Accidents happen. She certainly wasn’t going to object to a free nice massage either. The pegasus grinned as the impressions from the determined filly continued.
“Are you alright, Dashie?”
Rainbow lifted her head and bobbed it, showing the younger pony that everything was alright. Scootaloo exhaled in great relief.
After another few minutes working on Rainbow’s back, Scootaloo focused her attention on the pegasus’s wings. They extended outwards, slightly elongated and Scoots took one gently in her muzzle. Her mouth preened Rainbow’s feathers, straightening and cleaning where it was needed. Rainbow cooed happily.
Good care of me? No, she takes great care of me. I feel so safe around her. So happy and loved.
Dash closed her eyes, loving the attention she received. The orange pegasus continued to straighten Rainbow’s wings, pulling out a hoofful of loose and dislodged feathers. Afterwards, Scootaloo primped them, ensuring they were clean and spotless. She did this to the other wing, verifying that the mare was groomed and cleaned. When she finished, a few dozen cyan plumes littered the bed in a colorful mess. Noticing the excessive number, Scootaloo frowned.
“All done, Rainbow. I hope that massage alleviated the pain and the preening was welcomed too. I always want to make you feel good. But many feathers were long overdue. You shouldn’t ignore preening, even if it’s ‘uncool’. Okay?”
After speaking to the weatherpony, Scootaloo removed the straddle position and sauntered towards the pegasus’s head and face, closing the gap in five steps. She lowered her head and gently kissed Dash on the forehead, causing the speedster to open her eyes.
“Again, I’m really sorry, Dashie. Hope you can forgive my mistake.”
Without having cognizance, the loyal pony dreamily replied. “I totally forgive you.”
Rainbow’s eyes went wide once the realization set. She put a hoof to her muzzle but the damage was already done.
Chuckling, Scootaloo shook her head, feigning disappointment. The filly expected Rainbow to slip up and was glad she did. Cute as her awareness was, it wouldn’t excuse what was to come.
“Hehe. Too late, Rainbow. While I’m happy to know I’m forgiven, you did utter. As agreed, you’ll be punished. Remember, you gave acceptance that I’d have free reign to do what I desire.”
Rainbow gulped and meekly dipped her head in concordance. She trusted the filly, but was still somewhat apprehensive. Knowing the irrepressible pony had similar desires, gave RD iotas of malaise.
“You’re safe, Rainbow Dash. Nothing at all to fear.” Scootaloo quipped while rubbing two hooves together.
Then what’s with the diabolical devilish expression?
Rainbow’s thought was answered posthaste. Scootaloo quickly bounced out of her line of sight and swiftly brought a hoof down on Rainbow’s flank. Her body lurched from the sudden impact. She gasped once more as another of the small pony’s hooves made contact with her blue rump.
“You’ve got a sexy plot, Rainbow Dash. I don’t know the precise number of how many peeks I’ve given it over the year we’ve known each other.”
Scootaloo brought down two hooves simultaneously and spanked Dash again. Her posterior wriggled from the collision, causing the younger pegasus to grin with epitomized titillation.
“Got some junk in the trunk, Dash?”
Rainbow bit down on her hooves to subdue her notion of replying to the question. She didn’t want to see what Scootaloo would do if she spoke out of line again.
You got guts asking a question like that, Squirt.
“You definitely do. So hot. Sexy. Seductive. You’re toned so well and have the perfect blend of muscles and stout.”
Scootaloo leaned closer to Rainbow’s ear while her rump received another whack. “You know the best part about everything?”
Rainbow stifled a moan and bit down harder on her hoof, redoubling her efforts to be reticent. Her body convulsed in concupiscence. Scootaloo peered at the spectacle and guffawed.
“Every bit of it belongs to me. Sure, it’s on your body. But I own you, Dash. And by extension, I own your corporeal components too.”
The crusader placed a gentle hoof on Rainbow’s plot. She moved her hoof in a circular motion, causing Rainbow’s posterior to jiggle.
“This is mine.” Scootaloo stated, matter-of-factly, before swatting it.
Dash shivered and unclamped her teeth from her hoof. Quickly clutching a pillow between two hooves, Rainbow stuck the corner of the pillowcase in her mouth. She lay on her side and moaned, her libido increasing. Her head lifted from the blanket and she peered from her peripherals at the dominant schoolpony. Scootaloo flashed her a triumphant grin in return.
“That’s right. The legendary and great Rainbow Dash has been reduced to a pet for an avaricious blank-flank filly.”
Quit using big words that I don’t know, featherbrain! It's impressive but a tad irritating to me too!"
Games Ponies Play: Part 2!
Smugly, and with a small slight sneer, Scootaloo yanked on the leash coiled around her hoof, pulling Rainbow’s neck upwards from the impetus. The older pegasus was gawking towards the ceiling and Scootaloo eagerly began to nibble on the mare’s neck.
Dear Celestia! Scoots! You’re bucking amazing.
Scootaloo gnawed gently at a few cyan feathers adorning Dash’s scrag. She chomped a tad forcefully, ensuring her teeth would make a mark, but not deep or hard enough to cause agony.
Rainbow’s tongue lolled out of her mouth from the assiduity and the Wonderbolt-in-training squealed with ardor. Meanwhile, Scootaloo kept the same yanked pressure from the leash, biting the speedster’s neck with lustful desire. She sucked softly on Rainbow’s neck for a few seconds, before releasing her teeth and speaking.
“Look at you. The ‘legendary’ and ‘awesome’ Rainbow Dash. You’re known all over Ponyville, hay, probably all over Equestria, from what you’ve done with your friends. Could you imagine what they’d say if they knew how you really were behind closed doors?”
Rainbow squirmed and Scootaloo licked at the spot where her teeth had just been. The weathermare shook with bliss. Scootaloo smirked at the speedster and continued teasing her, absolutely enjoying putting her pet in her true place.
“You’re so worried about protecting your public image. If word spread to the other ponies, your entire reputation would disappear overnight. They wouldn’t see you as a confident and cocky show off. Instead, they’d know you as a weak and kinky fillyfooler. Gone would be their appreciation for all your exploits. It’d be replaced with repulsion for your dirty desires.”
Scootaloo squeed and nibbled gently on Rainbow’s ear, tugging it slightly with a jerk of her head. Rainbow moaned, wanting Scootaloo to continue. The weathermare was loving this session.
“So this is what the “Element of Loyalty” amounted to? A pitiful pet pegasus, collared and leashed by a flightless filly? A speedster, put in her place by a pony without a cutie mark? Tsk, tsk, Rainbow Dash. I thought you were cool. How pathetic.”
Rainbow whimpered, feeling her nether regions getting wet from the humiliation. Scootaloo was acting so dominant. Her prepotance made Rainbow shiver. She wanted nothing more than to get off.
Scoots! There’s a little thing as too much foreplay. You’re making me squirm here! Please, take care of my needs!
“I can’t believe that I know more about the ‘great’ Rainbow Dash than her best friends do. The dirt I’ve got on you could immediately crumble your fame. You’d have to trade in that Wonderbolts outfit for a prison one.”
Okay, that’s going too far, Scoots.
“Face it, Rainbow Dash. I’ve got the ultimate control. You’re my bitch.”
Did she just really say-
Rainbow's thoughts were interrupted as Scootaloo, feeling daring, pulled the leash as hard as she could. It caused Rainbow to immediately sputter and panic. Her trachea was unable to draw breath and Dash jostled to inhale. The weatherpony glared from her peripherals at the filly, unsure if she knew what was happening.
Even if Rainbow wanted to speak, the lack of airflow made it impossible. As tears began to trickle down her muzzle, Rainbow wrapped two hooves around the collar and made the ‘choking signal’.
Let me go! I can’t breathe!
Scootaloo immediately released the tension and lowered her hoof. Dash fell forwards onto her bed and took many greedy gulps of oxygen. She was feeling slightly woozy and lightheaded. She coughed a few times. Rainbow groaned in fury and distress. With a shaking hoof, the cyan pony reached up to blot her eyes free of tears and wipe them from her face.
Scootaloo, you bitch! That was over the line!
As if using telepathy, Scootaloo spoke, softly rubbing Rainbow’s mane.
“I told you that there was nothing to fear. I knew what I was doing. C’mon, Rainbow Dash. You think I was going to choke you until you passed out? That’s heartless!”
You knew what you were doing but choked me without a reason? You little…
Dash swatted the filly’s hoof off her mane, turning her head to avoid looking at her. This caught Scoots off guard. She expected Dash to be alarmed, perhaps confused, but not hostile. She frowned.
“Rainbow Dash…”
Rainbow snorted in response, crossing her hooves in defiance. She was enraged. The speedster didn’t acknowledge Scootaloo.
The smaller pony sighed sadly. She wanted to console Rainbow with a gesture, but decided against it. The sight of her hero smacking her hoof away showed Dash’s disdain. It was obvious she didn’t want to be touched.
“Alright, I can admit it was too far. I should’ve warned you. I’m sorry. But I promise that you were okay. I’d certainly not choke you to death, Rainbow. You told me some of your kinks, but I never revealed mine. I’ve got hypoxyphilia. Heard of it?”
Dash gave another indignant snort, but turned her head towards the filly. Scootaloo looked at her with a mournful and sorrowful gaze that almost made Dash feel a tinge of regret. But she recalled what had just transpired and her annoyant demeanor returned.
“I get excited when I choke somepony or see them choke. It’s the ultimate form of breath play. Everypony has kinks and I realize mine is extreme. I can’t help being attracted to certain things and fetishes, Rainbow.”
But you can prevent acting on impulses, choking the one pony you claim to respect and adore so much!
Scootaloo surveyed Rainbow’s expression. It was easy to notice the weathermare glower in fury. The filly was disheartened but understood.
“Time out. I want you to talk with me. I can tell there’s tension and I will not continue anything until we’ve had a discussion. It’s evident I crossed a line with you, Rainbow Dash.”
The filly reached down and undid the clasp on the collar. The black leash fell on the bed. Scootaloo removed the loop from her hoof and tossed it by the rest of the object. She then loafed in front of the weathermare, not taking her purple eyes off of her.
Rainbow was astonished at the mature candor and behavior from the crusader and regarded her with a proud gaze. She hesitated, but opened her muzzle and spoke.
“So, you’re letting me talk? And there won’t be repercussions? This isn’t a trick I hope.”
Scootaloo nodded and hugged the mare. The orange pegasus used her hoof to wipe Rainbow’s eyes in an effort to dry her tears. The CMC member felt irate with herself. She allowed her whim to lead to a compulsion. Scootaloo wore a penitent expression. Then spoke.
“Yes. You can talk, Rainbow. You must have been frightened. I went from showing love, admiration, and care to doing something unexpected and causing you alarm and pain. It’s a total caprice and I’m ashamed.”
Rainbow put a hoof to her forehead, taking a few more hearty gulps. Most of that sentence was easily understood except for one word.
“Caprice?” Rainbow questioned.
“Oops. Did it again. Those lessons are rubbing off.”
Seeing the glare of vexation donning Rainbow’s muzzle, Scootaloo explained. “It just means ‘a sudden change of mood or behavior.’ Like the unaccountable switch going from endearing to brutish.”
Scootaloo sniffled, craning her neck to hide her face in her wing. She was remorseful. The orange pegasus worried that Rainbow Dash would have hatred towards her or never want to see her again. Both of these notions, coupled with the tears that were falling made Scootaloo convulse. She sobbed loudly.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Rainbow said, alarmed.
She quickly sat up and put a comforting wing around the younger pony, pulling her close and protectively near her midriff. A cyan hoof was placed delicately on Scootaloo’s mane, giving her head a comforting pat. The brash filly began to hyperventilate.
“It’s alright, Scoots. Yeah, I’ll admit the choking was unexpected. It hurt. Gasping for breath isn’t something I’d consider sexy at all. Honestly, I’ve never done anything like that. Too risky and things could go wrong very quickly.”
Dash put a hoof to Scootaloo’s muzzle, turning the young pony’s head so they could lock eyes. Frowning at the tears welling in the filly’s eyelids, Rainbow raised her wing, softly wiping the droplets away.
“I’m not angry that you tried out your kink. A warning would’ve been nice though. But it’s like you said earlier. You can’t help the fetishes you’re attracted to. Please calm down, Squirt. I promise everything is alright. I don’t hate you.”
Clinging to the words and body of Rainbow Dash, the orange pegasus attempted to put her mind at ease. She slowly inhaled through her nostrils, trying to quell her hyperventilation. In response, Rainbow held the other pony tightly, using a hoof to rub her back. Dash nuzzled Scootaloo and assured her once again.
“I was startled and certainly taken aback. But I don’t hold any ill will for you. Look, I know I agreed you could do whatever you wanted to me, but something that dangerous, with many possibilities of blunders, kinda deserves a heads up.”
Rainbow playfully bapped Scootaloo on the shoulder. It took another few minutes before Scootaloo was calm again. She squeaked pitifully and apologized again to Rainbow, who shrugged it off.
“It’s water under the bridge, Squirt. I’m glad we talked this out. Now, c’mon. There’s more fun that we can have.”
Scootaloo wavered. “Are you sure, Rainbow Dash? I’d hate to-”
“Hey! Am I your pet or not, Mistress Scootaloo?” Dash challenged, winking at the crusader.
Rainbow leaned down, chomping the snap hook of the black leash with her muzzle. She turned back to Scootaloo with rosy eyes that sparkled and shined happily. The CMC member wiped the bottoms of her eyes once more and grinned coyly.
“You are, Dashie. The best pet I could ever want.”
Dash lowered her head and softly opened her muzzle. The snap hook landed in Scootaloo’s hooves.
With a happy grin, Scootaloo fastened the leash to the collar again. When done, she softly smooched Rainbow’s cheek and licked her snout. The small pegasus put two hooves on Rainbow’s belly, looked deeply into Rainbow’s eyes, admitting the ultimate veracity for the first time.
“I love you, Rainbow Dash. Unquestionably. Every part of my being is in love with you.”
The revelation caused Rainbow to open her muzzle in shock. She happily played with Scootaloo, enjoying the mutual fun together. She cared for the filly deeply and protectively. Rainbow saw her as a platonic and somewhat romantic sister. But love?
I do like her. A lot. But is it love? She said it so straightforwardly and with total conviction. I believe her. Hard not to, Rainbow. She’s practically conjoined at your hip. Okay, Rainbow, quit stalling. She’s looking at you waiting for a reply. Say something, dummy! Do something!
Scootaloo had tilted her head, puzzled by the lack of response from the older pony. She blinked twice then averted her gaze.
“Sorry. I probably shouldn’t have sai-”
The CMC member was cut off as Rainbow Dash leaned forward, pressing her lips to Scootaloo’s own. Welcoming it, the purple-maned pegasus squealed, kissing back passionately. Rainbow wrapped two hooves around the filly’s neck, and the crusader placed two of her hooves on the speedster’s thighs.
Both lovers snogged amorously. The tension in the room had entirely dissipated. Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash smooched with pure adoration and lust in every lip smacking moment. Rainbow pulled on Scootaloo’s nape, bringing the filly closer to the weatherpony.
The orange pegasus felt amatory in this moment that surpassed all previous experiences. She had just confessed her love to the pony who owned her heart. Judging by the way Rainbow was canoodling her, she was either happy to her it, or the feeling was mutual.
When Dash was content with the passionate embrace, she stopped, but pecked Scootaloo a final time on the snout. It made the filly giggle and then Rainbow Dash broke the silence.
“I love you too, Scootaloo.”
Hearing this made Scootaloo’s heart catch in her throat. Rainbow Dash felt the same romantic attraction towards her. The filly never thought she could be so lucky.
“I love you more.”
Rainbow scoffed. She may have confessed her feelings for the filly, but she wasn’t going to be sappy with them.
“I’d bet all my bits on that, Squirt. You’re practically obsessed with me, not that I mind of course! Now c’mon! Plenty of time left for fun. Don’t keep your marefriend waiting.”
The crusader trembled with excitement and thrust her hooves in the air, swaying jovially. She flashed Rainbow Dash the happiest smile and Rainbow felt her heart melt.
“Alright! Your fillyfriend is ready, Pet. It’s back on. Now that we got that mushy stuff over, let’s return to the game. So no more talking.”
Calling yourself my fillyfriend but addressing me as a Pet in the same sentence. You’re an adorable Mistress, Squirt.
“I’ve got a surprise for the second round, Pet. Remember that artifact I found a few days ago?”
Rainbow’s eyes widened in glee. It’d been a while since her Mistress used that item for playtime. She was excited to see it return.
Omgosh! Omgosh! Omgosh!
Scootaloo stuck her tongue out and hopped off the bed. She reached in the bag from the pet store and pulled out the artifact. The schoolpony giggled, noticing Rainbow’s expectant reaction.
The weatherpony had raised two hooves under her chin, pointing them down. She sat on her haunches and lolled her tongue from her mouth, panting like a dog.
“How adorable! Such a good puppy, Rainbow.”
Scootaloo bounced gleefully, jumping up to the bed and reattached the loop of the leash to her hoof. She grinned and raised her eyebrows at her new marefriend, sliding the bangle towards down one of her legs.
“You didn’t think I was referring to the collar when I said there was one last item we needed, right? I’m just full of surprises, Dashie.”
Rainbow naturally didn’t reply, being more focused on the item that bedecked Scootaloo’s hoof. The speedster sat normally but kept a fixated eye on Scootaloo’s special gadget.
The filly chuckled at her marefriend’s behavior and reached towards her with the bangled hoof.
“Round two begins now, Pet. Here I come.”
Immediately upon Scootaloo’s bangled hoof making contact with Rainbow’s head, the weatherpony released a fevered squeal of jouissance. The younger pony grinned with delectation at the sight.
“Isn’t this nice, Rainbow Dash? I know you’ll be leaving for the Wonderbolts Academy on Monday, but, when you return, we should make this a regular thing and meet multiple times throughout the week.”
Sounds great to me, Mistress! You’ve always got the best ideas and games for us to do.
Scootaloo’s hoof traversed from Rainbow’s cranium down to her left cheek. The filly softly rubbed her pet’s cheek in a sign of passion. Dash cooed with glee from the sentiment.
The orange pegasus placed her bangled hoof underneath Rainbow’s mandible. She stared with lustful passion into the rosy eyes of the speedy pony. Scootaloo lowered her head as Rainbow gazed with lascivious lust and half-lidden eyes into the younger pony’s own.
Buck! I’m so addicted to this. I love what she can do to me. Kiss me, Squirt! Please!
As if Scootaloo heard Rainbow’s thoughts, the CMC member softly pressed her lips into Rainbow’s. Their muzzles met in amorous enjoyment. Scootaloo kissed Dash tenderly. Their eyes closed simultaneously while locked in their loving embrace. While smooching the fellow pegasus, Scootaloo’s bangled appendage softly rubbed under Rainbow’s jaw. The touch amplified Rainbow Dash’s lust for the filly.
Best. Kisser. Ever.
Scootaloo placed another hoof around Rainbow’s neck and pulled her closer. Rainbow happily inched forward and resumed kissing her Mistress. The weathermare was blushing happily from the canoodling. Both ponies had similar crimson and scarlet lines on their faces. The school aged pony softly nibbled on Rainbow’s lip and gently pulled it towards her, before releasing her grip. When their eyes opened, Scootaloo spoke.
“You’re such a good girl, Rainbow Dash. I adore you. Truly do. You’re my hero, my idol, and the pony I want to match one day in the coolness factor. But you make me happy as my pet too. I enjoy getting to kiss you, command you, and dominate you. I’ve an equal appreciation whether I look up to you as my heroine, or gaze down at you as my submissive bitch.”
The filly playfully stuck her tongue out at her collared pet, but she meant every word. Rainbow could tell.
Dear Celestia, Mistress Scootaloo. Is there no limit to your awesomeness?
Scootaloo removed her hoof from Rainbow’s chin and ordered her pet to lay on her side on the bed. Rainbow immediately complied and the orange pony positioned herself next to the speedster. Scoots wrapped her hooves around Rainbow’s back and neck. It was a loving sentiment that Rainbow adored.
“Cuddling can be great too. I enjoy any activity I do with you, Dash. Not sure if I have a favorite.”
Rainbow squealed with complete joy. It made Scootaloo look up at the cyan mare.
“You act so brash and tomboyish in public. But you’re truthfully a big softie too. Nothing wrong with that, Rainbow Dash. I find it adorable and sweet.”
Rainbow groaned in indignation. Despite enjoying acting this way towards Scootaloo, and having certain qualities of being soft, Rainbow disliked this being verbally stated. The older mare lowered her head away from the filly, feeling slightly discomforted. It made her Mistress giggle.
“Nothing to be bashful about, Rainbow. It’s a sincere compliment. Your soft side is just as great in my eyes as your cocky tough side. I told you already. Every part of you is equally admired by me.”
Dash felt her blush deepen and squeaked from the praise. Scootaloo chortled and used one of her unbangled hooves, softly pushing Rainbow’s face towards her own.
“But, if you don’t want me to act all sappy, and make you feel embarrassed…”
The weatherpony grinned, understanding the implication. Scootaloo smirked with equal exuberance that Rainbow exhibited.
“So be it. I’ll return to my dominating and punishing demeanor. You’re such a whorse, Rainbow Dash. Acting all tough and mighty in town. Pretending to be a badass. Presenting yourself as the best pony of all time. But behind closed doors, you’re just a submissive pet, desperate to be put in her place by a real badass.”
Scootaloo gave Rainbow a wink at the teasing words and released her hooves off of the future Wonderbolt. Rainbow sat up and Scootaloo followed Rainbow’s movements.
“Now then, pet. Your Mistress commands you to lay on your back.”
It took the mare only a few seconds to execute the order. She gingerly got in a supine position and nervously twirled the circular tag on her collar. Rainbow gazed at the cold, metallic, engraved tag and was reminded of her new role as Scootaloo’s pet. It made Rainbow flush.
“Good pet. Your Mistress is pleased, Dash.”
Scootaloo climbed over Rainbow’s chest and stood above her head. The filly glanced down at the pegasus and emitted a sly smirk. Rainbow stared at her Owner, wondering what the filly planned.
“Hope you’re not full after that oatmeal, Dash. I want to provide your favorite dessert. You know what I’m talking about.”
The meek, vivacious, pegasus winked at her pony pet, stuck out her tongue, and began to descend. Rainbow’s eyes widened as the epiphany dawned.
You’re gonna….. While I’m….. And can’t….
Rainbow’s musings were cut short as her Owner sat her cunt over Rainbow’s muzzle. Scootaloo grabbed two hooffuls of Rainbow’s mane and positioned herself to a balanced and more comfortable position.
“How’s THIS for ‘hero worship’, Pet? Start eating. I want to feel that tongue deep in me this time.
RD squealed underneath Scootaloo’s weight. The filly wasn’t heavy, but Rainbow was trapped. The orange pony’s hooves clutched in an iron grip at her mane and simultaneously pushed her head down. The weight just ensured Rainbow couldn’t sit up.
You are perfect, Squirt. Absolute perfection.
Rainbow extended her tongue from her muzzle. It passed her lips and into Scootaloo’s own. The older pony greedily licked Scootaloo’s pussy and the young filly moaned with unrestrained amatory lust. Her hips grinded over Rainbow’s face in prurience. She remarked apropos at the action.
“I know you’re a speedster, but take your time, Dashie. Your Mistress wants to enjoy spoiling her pet and the fantastic sensation this brings.”
The enjoyable experience caused Scootaloo to loll her tongue from her muzzle. Scoots shimmied again, cooing in bliss. She felt Rainbow’s tongue swirl around her cunt and the filly squealed. Her hooves held Rainbow in place.
“Good girl. You’re a wonderful slave, Rainbow Dash.”
And you’re the coolest and hottest Mistress of them all, Scootaloo!
Rainbow happily slurped the effervescent filly’s pussy for another minute before she tapped Scootaloo on the leg. The younger pony knew what it meant and raised her weight off Rainbow’s face.
Needed some air. Thanks, Squirt.
The cyan pony took many greedy gulps of oxygen and felt the breaths reach her lungs. Scootaloo looked down at her pet. She was patient.
Dash suspired once more, inhaling deeply. She got her breath back and gave a confident nod at the other pegasus.
“I recall you were upset with my spontaneous choking from last time. This may not be hypoxyphilia, but it’s a great substitute. Erotic asphyxiation is a wonderful kink too. It’s so hot to know you’re trapped under me, unable to breathe unless I’m merciful enough to allow it.”
The cheerful filly giggled to herself as she reflected on the act. She then lowered herself on Rainbow’s face again. Her pelvis was expertly placed in a manner that had her cunt lined up with Dash’s muzzle and she leaned forward, ensuring her fur would envelop Rainbow’s snout.
“Your Mistress knows when to let her slave breathe. Don’t worry, Dashie. Just eat my delicious dessert, you filthy whorse. Your tongue belongs in my snatch.”
Damn right it does, Mistress. Don’t mind if I do!
The speedster gleefully inserted her muscular appendage in Scootaloo’s warm cavernous cunt once more and happily began to lap at her clitoris. She licked with enthusiasm at the small clitoris of the filly.
Scootaloo lolled her tongue and squealed in the epitome of concupiscence. Rainbow Dash amazed her by the day. She grinned, remembering her hero was trapped underneath her, and bucked her hips in an elliptical pattern around Rainbow’s mandible.
You call me a whorse, but you’re a dirty filly yourself, kid.
The prismatic-maned pegasus excitedly slid her tongue around the inner folds of Scootaloo’s sex. She licked wherever she could reach. The labia, vulva, and clitoris were all ravaged by Rainbow’s eager efforts.
After another moment, she tapped Scootaloo’s leg and the filly raised herself, allowing her pet to breathe. As she watched Rainbow respire, she quipped a teasing remark.
“We’re gonna have to work on your lung capacity, Dash. You’ll need to hold your breath longer than that. What’s more important, anyway? Your air or my pleasure?”
Scoots playfully smirked at her and placed a hoof on Rainbow’s mane. The filly pat Dash while giving her a cheerful smile.
“You know I’m making a wisecrack, of course.”
I’d hope so, Squirt!
Like last time, the orange pegasus gazed at the mare and waited. Rainbow bobbed her head to show she was ready to continue.
“You’re full of surprises, Dash.’
Yeah I am. Here’s another one!
Rainbow Dash suddenly shot forward in a burst of energetic speed. Scootaloo was taken aback when the weatherpony slid out from underneath her and tackled the young pony on the bed. The flightless filly fell on her back in a supine position. The double impetuous behavior made the orange pegasus tilt her head, feeling quite befuddled.
Heh. didn’t expect that, did you, Squirt? Don’t fret. You’ll enjoy it.
Rainbow straddled over Scootaloo, pushing the filly’s legs apart. Her glistening sex was immediately goggled at intently by the older pony. Dash bit her bottom lip and gave a sultry stare towards her Owner. Her eyes looked pleadingly for approval.
“Oh! Wanting to change positions, Dashie? Is that it?”
The speedster nodded at the question. Scootaloo giggled from the ordeal.
“By all means. Dive right in, slave.”
Before she did, Rainbow looked down at her collar. She turned the tag around so the engraved side would be in Scootaloo’s eyeshot. RD pointed a hoof at it and then herself.
“Yes, Rainbow. I know. You’re MY pet. The best one I could have.”
You’re the best Mistress a pegasus pony pet could imagine too, Squirt.
Rainbow took a few steps towards Scootaloo and placed a hoof underneath her chin and inclined her head towards the filly’s face. Her pink irises twinkled in absolute adoration while she stared into Scootaloo’s eyes.
Thinking Rainbow wanted to kiss her, Scootaloo leaned up and puckered her lips. Surprisingly, Dash instead chose to nuzzle the young pony and brush their snouts together. The future Wonderbolt smiled with exultation.
“Rainbow Dash?”
Dash used another hoof and gently brushed Scootaloo’s mane. Her eyes remained focused on the filly. Scootaloo blushed crimson from the loving sentimentality.
“I love you.” Rainbow mouthed the words.
Heh. Never said I couldn’t mime speaking.
Dash grinned cheekily at her Owner, and the young Mistress returned the facial movement, reciprocating the emotion too.
“I love you too, Rainbow Dash. Now kiss your Mistress.”
Rainbow, feeling felicity, did so. Her lips brushed against Scootaloo’s own. The filly recoiled instantly.
Dash tilted her head. She was quite puzzled by the other pegasus’s demeanor.
“I, uh, may have forgotten what I just had you do. So the taste was unexpected.” Scootaloo said, rubbing the back of her mane in a bout of ignominy.”
Rainbow ruffled the orange pony’s mane in jolly spirits. She tittered slightly at Scootaloo’s action.
“Hey, pet?”
The cyan pegasus’s ears perked up and she inclined her head towards her Owner.
“Did I order you to stop?”
Dash shot Scootaloo a smug grin and lowered her head, making their lips meet once more. Scootaloo happily tugged on the leash, pulling Rainbow’s body closer. The pegasus gave a slight moan.
Dear Celestia, this is true heavenly bliss. Spending time with my fillyfriend. Both of us passionately enjoying our shared love. This is the epitome of happiness.
The speedster and the schoolaged filly canoodled with mutual enamored avidity. The pegasi remained in their shared lover’s caress for another minute before pulling apart. Scootaloo took some greedy gulps of air and Rainbow winked at her Mistress.
Yeah. Definitely what I thought. Best kisser ever!
Scootaloo flashed the older pony a prideful grin and extended her hoof towards her nether regions.
“Whatever you do with that tongue feels magical. I want more. C’mon, Rainbow. Dive back into your fillyfriend’s marehood.”
Rainbow raised an eyebrow and gave her Owner a teasing smirk. The pegasus didn’t need to be told that. She dove in with zealous intensity. Her muzzle rested on the side of Scootaloo’s inner thigh. Her tongue shot forward and entered the orange pegasus’s moist cunt again, gleefully lapping the sexual organ.
Scootaloo placed a hoof on Rainbow’s head and clutched a hoofful of her mane. Another of her hooves rose to her mouth and the ungulate bit down on the wall of her hoof. Her breathing quickened from the excitement and fevered exuberance of the weathermare.
Dash was in seventh heaven. She placed two hooves on the inner thighs of the filly and gently pulled them apart, increasing the deepness she could place her tongue. Scootaloo tasted sweet and Rainbow was more than happy to oblige this command.
“Buck! Buck! Rainbow Dash! Is there anything you can’t do?”
Talk. That’d be up there. Heh.
Rainbow carried on with the task, happily licking her tongue around Scootaloo’s clitoris. The young pony was laying on her back, gasping gleefully from the sensation. Her tongue popped out of her mouth and she gurgled something unintelligible.
Guess it feels fantastic, eh, Squirt? When it’s me doing cunningulus, it’ll always feel 20% cooler.
The cyan pony blew a tuft of air into Scootaloo’s pussy and it caused the orange equine to bite down on her wall again. With extreme effort, she focused her attention on her devoted pet, who was jovially diving into Scootaloo’s nether regions. Scoots placed her bangled hoof on the prismatic mane and Rainbow squeaked upon contact. She paused her oral pleasure of the filly and looked upwards at her.
“You look so beautiful when you’re licking me down there, Dashie.”
Dash blushed from the praise and then coughed in her hoof trying to play it cool. The attempt didn’t work and Scootaloo rolled her eyes in a jocund expression.
“No need to try to be modest, Rainbow. You’re beautiful, babe.”
Rainbow Dash took a gasped respire. Her eyes pulsated and her grin grew. She was beaming with pride.
Babe? She called me babe! That was precious!
Scootaloo didn’t speak. She merely placed a hoof on Rainbow’s mane again and gently rubbed the pegasus on her multicolored coiffure. The orange pony reddened in a crimson hue. Then she spoke.
“Hope you don’t mind the affectionate nickname, Dashie. I’m fine if you prefer the regular pet names.”
Rainbow hastily horizontally shook her head and used two hooves and gesticulated the shape of a large heart. Then she gently pressed her hoof into Scootaloo’s chest, placing it over the filly’s left side, above her heart. Dash had a convivial expression and sighed blithely. As the speedster stared at the crusader, a thought swam in her mind.
This kid might be more awesome than Daring Do. I’m slightly skeeved by the age difference, but we both deeply love and care for each other. She makes me feel cheerful and untroubled.
Scootaloo smiled again at her lover and addressed her. “Babe?”
Rainbow ears perked up at the affectionate nickname and she flipped her mane back before she raised her eyebrow at Scootaloo.
The filly signaled to her sex and Rainbow nodded.
Author's Note
There will be a chapter uploaded the next three days!
Dash lowered her muzzle again at the glistening sex of the filly and began to munch her carpet. The radical equine excitedly swirled her tongue once more around the inside of the filly’s pussy.
Scootaloo lay on her back again, drooling from the impetus. The orange pony moaned blissfully and weakly. Her body felt tremendous. Her chest raised softly as she inhaled through her snout. It wasn’t easy to speak through the amazing sensations her pet gave her, but she persevered.
“Keep going, Dashie. You’re a natural at this.”
Rainbow didn’t plan to stop, but felt pleased that her Mistress was enjoying each exploit. The weatherpony licked wherever her tongue could reach. Labia, clitoris, and vulva were all attacked with rapacious libido.
Scootaloo squealed feebly, staring open mouthed and wide-eyed at the ceiling in Rainbow’s bedroom. Her nether region was quivering from each thrust of Rainbow’s muscular appendage. The filly knew it wouldn’t be long before she orgasmed. It was the same emotion she felt when she offered Rainbow breakfast earlier.
Her respire quickened again. Scoots gulped nervously and trembled. Her body palpitated and her heart throbbed. It felt imminent.
“Hey, Dashie?”
Rainbow stopped giving oral sex and listened carefully to her Owner.
“I’m on the cusp of an orgasm. I’ll cum any moment. What should I-”
Scootaloo’s question was promptly cut off as Dash dove back in. She eagerly slurped and nibbled at Scootaloo’s cunt, wanting her Mistress to shoot her load. Rainbow anxiously waited with baited breath for the filly to orgasm. Her efforts didn’t slow down as she wanted Scootaloo to have one of the best climaxes of her young life.
The effervescent and high-spirited cyan mare placed a hoof on both sides of Scootaloo’s labia majora, and prised the sides apart. Her tongue shot deeply into the crusader’s moist cavern again. Rainbow was ravenous and Scootaloo gasped in euphoric bliss from the older pony’s stimulation.
Cum! Cum for me, you awesome filly!
Rainbow redoubled her efforts. She lapped with fervor, wanting their propinquity to send Scootaloo over the edge. The future Wonderbolt’s tongue slid hopefully between the folds of the young pony’s cunt. Scootaloo squeaked and slowly sat up.
“Are-are you su-sure you want me t-to?”
Yes! Now hurry, Mistress! You were trained by the speediest pony in Equestria. Don’t fight what your body wants. Cum and orgasm!
The purple-maned pony grabbed a hoofful of Rainbow’s prismatic mane and moaned lustfully. Her cunt was erogenous and the sexual organ pulsed. Her body knew what it desired.
“Babe, I’m… I’m….”
Scootaloo couldn’t finish the sentence. She threw her head back and groaned in ecstasy. Her juices shot out of her cunt and splattered Rainbow in the face. The pegasus didn’t mind and happily kept licking. The filly’s hooves twitched while her pussy came. Deep pleasurable grunts of amatory bliss came from the young pony.
“RAINBOW! I LOVE YOU!” Scootaloo shouted in lustful desire and ebullient elation. The crusader felt her box twitch again as the last of her juices dribbled out.
After the exclamation by the vivacious filly, Scootaloo lay on Rainbow’s bed, trying desperately to regain her breath and mobility. The mare removed her muzzle from the filly’s snatch and quietly observed her. Rainbow noted how Scootaloo’s chest would rise and fall. The speedster could tell that orgasm took a lot out of the young pony.
I love you too, Scootaloo. Very deeply.
The orange pegasus lay panting, greedily gulping air. Her eyes shifted towards Rainbow and she gave the mare a pleasant grin. Rainbow reciprocated it and awaited whatever would come next.
“Buck, that was fantastic. You are constantly outdoing yourself, Rainbow Dash. I get more amazed each time we play.”
Scootaloo sat up and reached a hoof towards her slave. She grabbed the collar and pulled Rainbow’s head towards her own. Both ponies had their snouts almost touched when Scootaloo spoke.
“How about we head to the kitchen and get something to drink? I could definitely use it and I’m sure you feel a bit sultry.”
Rainbow nodded at the idea and the two pegasi jumped off the bed.
Scootaloo readjusted the leash that intertwined one of her hooves. She pushed it downwards and gave the speedster a delighted smile. The filly sauntered towards Rainbow’s kitchen and the mare followed alongside her. It took a few seconds to arrive. When they did, Scootaloo gave a new command.
“Grab me a mug.”
Rainbow trotted towards a cupboard then ascended towards the door adorning it. She placed a hoof on the small bronze knob and pulled it open.
“I changed the position of the leash to ensure you didn’t choke yourself by trying to follow my order. Learned my lesson from my previous folly.”
Rainbow released a silent titter and grabbed a plastic mug from one of the shelves and flew towards Scoots. The mare landed next to the filly and waited for whatever demand she’d give next.
“Cider.”
The prismatic-maned pegasus walked a few steps to her fridge and opened the door. She hastily filled the cup with the liquid and hoofed the beverage back to her Mistress.
Scootaloo quickly gulped it in three rapid swallows and asked for a refill. Dash obliged. She hoofed the mug to Scootaloo who graciously took it.
“Oh, don’t think I forgot about you, Rainbow. Go back to your bedroom and grab that bowl I showed you earlier.”
The filly removed the leash from her hoof and repeated the command. When Dash turned towards her sleeping quarters, Scootaloo reached over and spanked the mare on her plot. It made Rainbow squeal from surprise and turn her head.
Scootaloo smugly raised an eyebrow at the older pony and took a sip from the tankard. When the mug lowered, she addressed the speedster.
“What? I’m being playful with what’s mine , Pet. Go grab that bowl and obey your Mistress.”
Rainbow’s body shook as she recalled what Scootaloo had said earlier.
Your entire body is mine to play with and control. If I want to spank you, I’ll do it. And you’ll enjoy every second.
Dash ambled to her room with a large blush at the sudden physical contact. Scootaloo chuckled as she watched the weathermare follow the command.
“Heh. Good girl.”
Scootaloo only waited about a minute before her pet had returned. Rainbow carried the bowl in her mouth and laid it at Scootaloo’s hooves.
The filly nodded, pleased with the place Rainbow chose to make the object inert. She aimed her hoof downwards and tilted the mug slowly. The liquid inside began to pour into the black metallic bowl.
Scootaloo grinned as she filled the bowl with cider. When she felt enough had entered, she commanded Rainbow again. “Drink.”
Rainbow knelt next to Scootaloo and loafed her hooves under her chest. The mare lowered her head to the bowl and lapped at the sweet liquid with her tongue.
“Looks like a cat drinking milk from a saucer. How cute.”
Dash drank more, enjoying the flavor. She was a cider aficionado and believed the pressed cider from Sweet Apple Acres was superior to all other cider she had tasted. Rainbow greedily slurped the contents of the bowl. When there were only droplets left, she licked them up with vigor.
Scootaloo was pleased and scritched behind Rainbow’s ear. Rainbow purred at the contact and Scootaloo commanded her to fill her bowl with more cider.
The speedster gave her Mistress a look of appreciation and stood up to execute the order. Once complete, she put the remnants in the refrigerator and knelt near Scootaloo again.
As Rainbow drank, Scootaloo took control of the leash and slid it back on her hoof. She tossed her tankard on the table nearby. The wooden mug clinked a few times from the impetus but remained upright.
Scootaloo watched silently as her pet hydrated herself. The filly cooed cheerfully at the scene. Her eyes gazed briefly at the tag on the collar. It made the young pony squee. Rainbow was her pet and would always remain so.
Dash belched from the carbonated beverage then nervously chuckled at her behavior, feeling ignominious. Scootaloo waved a dismissive hoof before sucking in gulps of air and releasing a louder and longer belch.
Rainbow slowly turned her head towards the filly and was met with a teasing smirk and the filly’s tongue slid out of her mouth to augment the expression.
Dash giggled until a few tears of hilarity fell from her eyelids. She banged a hoof on the kitchen floor from the spectacle. That caused Scootaloo to join her pet in the shared hysterics.
When the filly had felt most of the bouts of laughter had subsided, her attention turned to the bowl her pet had drank from. She asked if it was empty.
Rainbow shook her head.
“Then finish it, silly filly. We got another fun thing to do after you’re hydrated and rejuvenated. Go ahead and drink up. Every drop.”
The speedster lowered her head again and drained the contents of the bowl before looking at Scootaloo with a nod.
“Awesome!”
The filly took the empty dish and tossed it next to her tankard on the table. She spun around and regarded the older mare.
“So, wish to know what’s next?”
Of course! Don’t keep me in suspense, Scoots!
“Well, I know how you love to be fit and exercise regularly. So we’re gonna go for a walk.”
Rainbow blinked at her Owner. She understood the words, but needed a bit more elaboration.
A walk, huh?
As if Scootaloo had telepathy, she explained her intentions. “Yes. A walk. You and I are going to do a few laps around your cloudhouse, Rainbow.”
Rainbow shrugged at the idea, having no objection. She seldomly did brisk cardio like that, but was happy to oblige her Owner.
Scootaloo squinted her eyes and got closer to the older pony. The effervescent crusader grinned when she spoke again.
“A walk as we both currently are, Pet .”
Rainbow’s eyes widened at the implication and her cyan hooves traveled to the black, leather collar around her neck. She clutched at it weakly, merely grasping it.
Scootaloo nodded, pleased that Rainbow understood the insinuation.
“That’s right, Pet. Now follow. I want to do five laps around your awesome cloudhouse.”
She turned towards the exercise room and gave a small tug on the leash. Rainbow followed her pint-sized pony Mistress out of the kitchen and into her workout room.
“What do you think, Dashie? Will you be spotted?”
Rainbow gulped at the idea, but certainly didn’t vocalize it. Scootaloo chuckled at the silence, but knew Rainbow was only following the rules.
Dear Celestia, please don’t let me be seen. I’m not ready to explain this relationship to anypony.
Scootaloo grabbed the brass doorknob and paused. She turned her head back towards Dash.
“It’s only five laps, Dashie. If we’re quick, there’s less chance that you’ll be seen.”
The filly opened the door and stepped out into the frigid air. The sky had become cloudy since the two ponies had gone inside. A small chill from the wind brushed at the purple-maned pegasus’s coat and she shivered slightly.
“Good thing I only said five. We’ve had a chilly October so far. Can only imagine how freezing our winter will be.”
Dash followed Scootaloo outside and swiftly closed her door. She saw nopony in her line of sight and breathed a relieved sigh. Scootaloo took note.
“Aw, don’t be embarrassed, Dash. I know you’re happy and probably honored to be my pet. If somepony finds out, it’s nothing to be ashamed about, Rainbow.”
I’m not ashamed so much as I am worried, Scoots. This is a topic that takes time to ease into.
Scootaloo smiled at the mare and gently tugged the leash, turning left, and trotting off, going along the westside foundation of the cirrus cloudominium.
The rainbow-maned cyan pegasus followed her Owner, ambling behind her. The foundation of the cloudhouse wasn’t extensive, and Rainbow Dash surmised it’d only take under ten minutes to make five laps. As she turned the corner, she glanced around and saw nopony else around.
“You don’t have to be so skittish, babe. It’s totally fine.”
Rainbow took a deep breath and willed herself to calm down. Odds are she wouldn’t see anypony. The only pegasi who visited were those of the Ponyville weather team when they had business to discuss. Her cloudominium was on the outskirts of Ponyville and it was extremely rare for a random pegasus to pass by. Rainbow relaxed.
“I’ve had a lot of fun today, Dash. I’m really going to miss you when you head out for the academy.”
Rainbow regarded Scootaloo with a gloomy expression. She felt the same, but was glad Scootaloo understood she was following her dream.
The two had made a lap already and Scootaloo gave a small tug on the leash. Rainbow cantered a bit quicker to keep a matched pace with the enthusiastic pony.
“You’re gonna wow them, Rainbow Dash. No doubt in my mind.”
RD flashed Scoots an appreciative grin and the orange pegasus turned her head and smiled at the mare.
They did another lap quickly and Rainbow stared longingly at the vivacious filly.
I’ll miss you too, Mistress Scootaloo. I’ll make you proud when I get there, though!
Scootaloo gave a small tug on the leash again and Rainbow walked closer to the dominant pony.
“I’ll miss treating you like a pet too, Dash.”
Rainbow felt her nether regions pulsate. She felt the same way and, after tomorrow, the pegasus wasn’t certain when she’d get to experience this masochism again.
The purple-maned filly suddenly took off in a gallop, surprising Rainbow. The older mare increased her speed to a canter and kept pace with the orange-coated pegasus.
Heh. You could never beat me in a race, kid.
Both ponies were moving at the same speed. Scootaloo’s gallop was one-quarter of Rainbow’s canter. She was holding back intentionally, only having fun with the school aged pony. They finished the last three laps quickly, Dash reaching the home first, and Scootaloo stopped for a breath outside of Rainbow’s front door.
What’d I tell ya, kid? Never gonna happen.
Scootaloo took a few gulps of air and then returned inside Rainbow’s home. Dash followed and closed the door. The two ponies stood in her exercise room. The filly was staring at Rainbow with passion and quickly closed the distance, tackling the cyan pegasus to the floor.
Rainbow gazed at her Mistress and Scootaloo lowered her muzzle, softly brushing her lips against her marefriend’s own. Dash squealed from the sensation and blushed at the cheekiness of her lover.
“You’re so gorgeous, Rainbow Dash. Rarity has nothing on your beauty.”
The speedster stammered at this flattery and felt her chest rise. Her breath got caught in her solar plexus momentarily. Scootaloo took advantage of this and gave the speedster a small loving smooch on the cheek.
Rainbow felt her heart palpitate. She loved Scootaloo more each day they spent together. Her number one fan was much more than an aficionado.
Scootaloo placed a hoof on the collar and the bangled one on Rainbow’s mane. They stared into each other’s eyes and Scootalo broke the silence.
“Whether you’re a pet, a hero, a speedster, or a future Wonderbolt, I’m confident you’ll always be my marefriend.”
The cyan pony nodded eagerly in agreement. She initiated contact and placed a romantic kiss on her fillyfriend’s cheek. Scootaloo giggled and unclasped the leash from the collar. She got off Rainbow and stood erect.
“Stand up and remove that collar, Dash. It’s adorable on you, but let’s keep our relationship private until you’re ready.”
The speedy flier silently agreed with another nod. She complied with the request and got back to her hooves. Reaching upwards, she unfurled the leather strap that was tucked in a loop. The mare softly pulled the strap to the side, causing the collar to slide off her neck and fall to the floor.
“The game is over for today, Rainbow. You can speak.”
“Thanks, babe!”
Scootaloo’s eyes went wide and she grinned in ebullience. She felt elated to receive the same nickname that she gave her icon.
“Y’know, you keep calling me beautiful, but you’re a pretty little filly yourself, Scoots.”
The pegasus crusader flushed and bashfully gazed into her marefriend’s eyes. Her hoof traveled to her purple mane and she twirled a tuft around.
“You don’t say? Heh heh.”
Rainbow grabbed her filly friend and kissed her tenderly on the forehead. Dash then kissed her two more times; once on the snout and one on the lips.
“I do say. You’re a sweet pretty pony, Scoots.”
Scootaloo blushed harder and her irises pulsated. She stared at Rainbow Dash with a humongous wide grin.
“And Scootaloo?”
The younger pegasus shuffled her hooves nervously. “Yes, Rainbow Dash?”
“I love you, Scoots. Very deeply too, babe.”
Scootaloo nuzzled her lover happily, their cheeks grazing the other’s in a passionate display of affection.
“I love you too, Rainbow Dash. You make me so jovial, babe.”
Rainbow placed her hoof underneath Scootaloo’s chin and smooched her lover. It was a gentle romantic kiss.
Scootaloo reciprocated the snogging and both ponies held the lip lock for several moments, not wanting to be the first to break apart.
Rainbow pulled away and wrapped one cyan hoof around her fillyfriend, pulling Scootaloo up to her chest. The filly looked upwards and Rainbow kissed the young pegasus on the forehead.
“Hey, Rainbow?”
“Yeah, Scoots?”
“You don’t mind if I spend the night, do you? I want to spend more time together after you return from dinner with your best friends.”
Rainbow’s face fell. In the midst of the fun game and excitement, she had totally forgotten about that.
Before Rainbow answered her, she asked how Scootaloo knew her evening plans. The orange pegasus chuckled and answered.
“After we hung out this morning, I met up with Sweetie Belle. She mentioned her and Rarity were leaving on the first train to Manehattan tomorrow for shopping and Rarity wanted to celebrate your acceptance letter tonight with the rest of the girls.”
“Yeah, we planned for dinner. It slipped my mind while we had fun. The sun’s still out, so I’m not late.”
Rainbow cast a disquiet gaze at the door and Scootaloo cleared her throat.
“Rainbow, answer me. Do you mind if I stay the night?”
“Huh? Oh, sure. That’s totally fine, babe. I’d love for you to sleep over.”
Rainbow turned back towards her fillyfriend and regarded her with another reply.
“If you end up getting hungry, squirt, I’ve got some pasta and potatoes already prepared in the fridge. Goes great on sourdough and makes a lovely sandwich!”
Scootaloo chortled at the energeticness and she nodded, affirming she would do so.
“Help yourself to anything in the fridge or the place though, Squirt. The sandwich is just a suggestion and one of my favorites.”
Rainbow reached over and noogied the pegasus. Scootaloo fought back in mock annoyance, flailing a hoof and attempting to escape.
The speedster laughed at the behavior and released her fillyfriend. She kissed her passionately on the lips and held her close. Rainbow wrapped her hooves around Scootaloo’s neck and deepened the kiss. Dash gently pat the nape of her lover while smooching.
The filly squeaked joyously from embracing her marefriend. She kissed her lover back with equal passion. Her hoof gently rested on Rainbow’s chest fluff.
Rainbow pulled away after a minute and winked at the crusader.
“Be a good pony while I’m gone, okay, squirt? When I return, you can be a bad filly. Does that sound good?”
“You got it! Don’t worry, Dash. I’ll be on my best behavior until you come back. Then I’ll be at my naughtiest just for you.”
Rainbow Dash flashed the young pony a smirk and licked her softly on the snout.
“Gonna head out, Squirt. See you later.”
“Enjoy yourself. Try to leave room for dessert, kay?”
Scootaloo stuck her tongue out and Rainbow bit her lip at the teasing. Dash bobbed her head in agreement.
“Just for you, Squirt. I’ll be back. Gotta Dash!”
“Goodbye, babe!”
Rainbow opened the door, stepped outside, and closed it. Her wings arched and she pushed her wing muscles outwards, elongating them. A few flaps was all it took to get airborne. Once in the air, she shot towards Ponyville at great velocity.
Author's Note
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Rainbow Dash felt the cool evening wind billow on her mane and coat. The pegasus wore a happy grin, loving being in her element. She flipped her head as she flew, moving the strands of her mane from her eyes. The speedster flapped her wings in delight, enjoying the nighttime flight.
Scootaloo is wonderful at all she does. I’m really gonna miss that kid when I’m at the academy. Hope she’ll be alright without me around for a while.
The cyan mare broke out of her pensive monologue and peered in the distance, noticing Ponyville was getting closer. She flew towards her destination, feeling her stomach rumble. It’d been many hours since she ate that muffin and oat smoothie. Dinner would be most welcome.
She gazed at the horizon and saw the sun was slowly lowering. Rainbow surmised Celestia was making way for her sister to raise the moon. She hypothesized there was less than ten minutes before the celestial objects were to swap places.
The weatherpony continued quickly towards the town If the night was imminent, she guessed the rest of the girls were heading to Twilight’s library; The usual rendezvous. She passed a few houses on the perimeter of Ponyville, flying over some roads that still carried traveling ponies. A few talked with each other while more were silently trotting to their destinations.
Seems the town's bustling tonight. Makes sense, since it’s Saturday night and all.
Rainbow tore her gaze away from the small throng and stared forwards. Her wings flapped again vigorously and she released a yawn. The pony wasn’t going at her usual speed tonight.
Huh. Guess playing with Squirt again made me more tired than usual. That energetic filly is quite a hoofful at times, heh.
The library was entering her viewpoint and Rainbow grinned in excitement. She maneuvered her body, using the wind speed and her angle to glide without her own impetus. Dash whistled to herself as she got closer.
Hope the girls are hungry tonight. I sure am. Feel like my stomach is about to digest itself.
Rainbow Dash continued gliding along, noticing that the sun declined further in the horizon. The temperature became chillier without the warmth of the celestial object. The weatherpony didn’t flinch. Cold temperatures were common in her work and she was long accustomed to fluctuations.
She wiped her tufts of prismatic mane from her eyes and squinted. The library was perhaps five-hundred feet away. The weathermare gazed at the wooden structured facility. Different types of wood comprised the library. Mahogany, oak, cherry wood, cedar, birch, among others. Twilight had once gushed about every type that constructed her athenaeum, but Rainbow could not memorize and recite them like the egghead unicorn.
The door of the library opened and Rainbow watched as Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie emerged. She grit her teeth and flapped her wings again. Her body seemed sapped and the pegasus found it odd. The leisurely walk and small race with Scootaloo wasn’t even qualified to count for Rainbow’s warm-up routine.
You’re not spent, Rainbow. Focus. Get a move on and meet the girls.
The self-motivation eased her mind and her body advanced towards the library. Her wings flapped, but she descended her speed to avoid any accidents to the facility that she was notorious for causing.
Easy, now. You don’t want Twilight chastising you for crashing through another window.
Her mind again caused her body to accelerate in a steady and leisurely manner. She was only one-hundred feet from Golden Oak Library. Rainbow called out to the two mares.
“Hey! Pinkie! Fluttershy!”
She observed both mares looking around for a moment before Pinkie locked eyes with her. The bubbly vivacious mare hopped on her curly poofy tail exuberantly and shouted back.
“Hi Rainbow Dash!”
Fluttershy grinned at her friend and waved a hoof at her and Rainbow reciprocated it. A moment later, she landed next to them and the three friends shared a group hug.
“We’ve been waiting for you, Rainbow.” Fluttershy said with a playful nudge.
“Sorry, Shy! Had an important task after we met this afternoon. All squared away now.”
Pinkie broke the embrace and placed a pink hoof on both of the mares back and ushered them into the library.
Fluttershy and Rainbow trotted inside, guided by Pinkie’s force. Rainbow entered and saw Twilight, Rarity and Applejack near the door and greeted them all warmly.
“Hey, everypony. Sorry if I was a bit late.”
Applejack chuckled and readjusted her stetson. She stepped forward and playfully socked Rainbow on the shoulder.
“Aw shucks, Rainbow. Ah was thinkin’ ya were sleepin’ o’ summin. Yer always takin’ naps often.”
The prismatic-maned pegasus shook her head.
“Nope! I Just had something important to do.” Rainbow responded, returning the playful sock to AJ’s shoulder.
Both mares laughed and hugged. While embracing the farmpony, Rarity spoke and addressed Rainbow Dash.
“I’m happy to hear you weren’t asleep and almost missed dinner, Rainbow Dash. But we must hurry. Our reservations are in half an hour.”
Rainbow broke the hug with Applejack and stepped towards the white-pastel unicorn. She reached towards Rarity, and the fashionista closed the gap and hugged Rainbow. The pegasus gleefully returned the cuddle.
“No sweat. I’m the fastest pony in Equestria. I could make it to the restaurant in ten seconds flat, but I’d have to wait for you slowpokes to catch up. Heh heh.” Rainbow spoke frolicsome and it made Rarity chortle.
“We know, darling. We’re sure to make the reservation, though. The eatery is only two blocks away.”
The unicorn broke the snuggle with the pegasus and Twilight spoke to the speedster next.
“Aren’t you forgetting somepony, Rainbow?”
Rainbow turned towards her and cocked an eyebrow. She grinned and answered. “Forget somepony?”
The weathermare closed the distance quickly and wrapped her hooves around the lavender unicorn in a gentle embrace.
“How could I ever forget my favorite egghead, Twilight?”
The studious mare guffawed and placed her hooves around Rainbow’s neck, pulling her friend in closer in their simultaneous squeeze. She nuzzled Rainbow’s cheek blithely.
The cyan mare reciprocated the action and both ponies snuggled another moment before Twilight stepped back. She addressed her five best friends.
“Is everypony ready to head out?”
The five collectively nodded their heads concomitantly and each bore an exhilarated smile. Twilight smiled at each of her friends in turn before craning her head and shouting up to the second floor.
“Spike! The girls and I are heading out! Feel free to take the rest of the night off from your duties. I’ll see you later.”
“Aww, sweet! Comics, here I come!” Spike yelled energetically.
Twilight chortled at the peppy spirit of her number one assistant. She turned her gaze back to her friends and instructed them all to head out.
Pinkie bounced cheerfully to the entryway and exited. Following her was Rarity, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, and Twilight left last. She cast a spell and the door closed softly.
All six ponies were outside and gazing up at the sky. The moon was in a waning gibbous phase and twinkled beautifully in the starry sky. A few dark clouds floated listlessly at different altitudes
“Gorgeous! Simply magnificent, darlings!” Rarity gushed.
“Yeah! You know, I never stopped to admire the beauty of the dusk before. It’s really pretty, especially with the stars.” Rainbow replied.
“Yes, the crepuscular period is quite prepossessing, girls. But I’m afraid we’ll need to postpone beholding the magnificence of the sky, lest we wish to lose our reservations.” Twilight quipped.
Rainbow and Rarity shared a nervous laugh with each other and broke free from their surveying.
The six friends walked in unison towards the eatery they had decided on. Rainbow spoke up.
“Hey, Pinkie. Remind me the name of the place we’re going to again?”
Pinkie gave a gigglesnort and replied to her indefatigable speed obsessed pegasus pal.
“It’s called Piero’s Pasta Parlor and Pizzeria, Dashie! Just opened last Tuesday and I’ve already met everypony who works there. The owner, Piero, is a totally fun pony. They even have a mariachi band there, you guys!”
“A mariachi band? Aww, yeah! That’s pretty radical, Pinkie Pie!” Rainbow replied with zestful exuberance.
Pinkie emitted another gigglesnort and then bounced jovially towards Rainbow.
“I know, right?” This’ll be so fun!”
The two mares continued their conversation and Fluttershy turned to Rarity and struck up one of her own.
“So, Rarity, what will you be shopping for when you head into Manehattan tomorrow?”
The white unicorn looked at the yellow pegasus, with sparkles in her eyes. They twinkled as Rarity recited her items.
“I need a lot more toile and chiffon. I’m running low on satin and bastiste as well, darling. Though, I seldom use bastiste, it’s best to have on hoof. Never know when a potential client will request an ensemble that calls for some.”
Fluttershy nodded at the response and was privy to different materials. She posed another question.
“Satin is rather expensive lately. Have you noticed the price jump in this month’s issue of Cosmarepolitan?”
Rarity placed a trembling hoof on her forehead and leaned backwards, gesticulating emotions of astonishment and disbelief.
“I sure have! Twenty bits a yard! But, it’s quite lavish, and certainly worth the cost.”
Fluttershy and Rarity continued conversing, and Twilight turned to the orange mare, striking up a chat with the farmpony.
“So, Applejack, how’s the farm doing this month? We’re midway through October. Is that a good profit month for business?”
“Ya bet! October is one o’ the best months fer the farm. Pumpkins, parsnips, sweet potatoes, celery stalks, jus’ ta name a few. We drum up lots o’ biz fer Sweet Apple Acres.”
Twilight gave a satisfied smile at the good news and glanced at AJ.
“I’m pleased to hear that, Applejack! And if you or you kin ever need any help, you only need to ask. I still remember the fiasco you had when you were obstinate about tackling Applebucking Season alone a few years ago.”
The reflection of her past demeanor made the farmpony blush bashfully.
“Ah remember, Twilight. Ah’ve come a long way since then. Ah was so prideful an’ had confidence it was easy ta handle on my own. Boy, howdy, was ah mistaken.”
Twilight tittered and grinned at the stetson wearing pony.
“And who could forget the disasters that arose from your sleep deprived escapades? Over propelling pegasus, practically poisoning plenty of ponies, and unleashing bushels of brand new bouncing baby bunnies.”
Applejack adjusted her hat so it covered her eyes. She looked at the cobblestone and kicked a small boulder.
“Goshdarnit. Ah don’ wanna rememb’r all that. Thanks fer teachin’ me that ah hafta swallow mah pride an’ ask fer help from mah friends when summin is too big ta handle on mah own.”
Twilight gave another small beam to her honest friend and continued chatting about farm life and business.
All six mares were engrossed in their respective conversations. Rainbow and Pinkie, Rarity and Fluttershy, and Twilight and Applejack. They were absorbed in the chatter that they arrived at Piero’s Pasta Parlor and Pizzeria before cognizance kicked in.
They only realized it when Rarity had collided with somepony who was leaving the eatery. Both ponies stumbled backwards from the impulsion. Rarity immediately and profusely apologized.
“Oh my goodness! I am so sorry, darling. My attention was somewhere else. I hope you’re not hurt.”
The stallion who she collided with released a low chuckle and waved a dismissive hoof.
“No problem, my good mare. Accidents do happen. I’m just fine.”
They smiled at another and parted. All six ponies were abreast, and looked up at the facility. It was very grandiose.
The large, elongated restaurant was dual-leveled. It was bedecked with illuminated lights of different food items. A large cheese pizza slice served as the tittle for the ‘I’ in ‘pizza’. The eatery was mostly composed of wood, with a bit of bricks to support most of the foundation.
Concurrently, the tummies of the six ponies rumbled with esurience. They shared a collective bashful chuckle from the cacophony. Each of them ascended the six stairs that comprised the staircase. Rainbow and Fluttershy held the door open for the other four friends. The mares thanked the pegasi and entered. Fluttershy and Rainbow quickly joined them.
The interior was decorated like a typical Italian eatery. Checkerboard tablecloths covered each table at each bar or booth. A mariachi band, composed of a quintet, were playing a polka tune. The illuminated lights shined brightly, coating the inside of the restaurant with a warm glow. It was a tad crowded, but Twilight could see a few empty areas where customers could be seated. The six mares trotted towards the host station and the maitre’d regarded them.
He was a stocky unicorn stallion with a green coat. He wore an elegant suit jacket, black trousers, and four shiny and impeccable dress shoes. The name tag on his suit jacket gave his name.
Quick Silver
“ Good evening, everypony. Do you have a reservation?”
Rarity addressed him back. “Yes. It should be under “Rarity”. Party of six.”
The maitre’d perused the notepad by the desk station. He flipped a page and moved his hoof down to match the position his eyes were reading.
“Ah! Here we are. Please follow me, everypony.”
Author's Note
I'm enjoying the progress lately. Have a new chapter!
He led the six mares through a few rows, passing tables and booths. They all stopped in one of the corners, and the maitre’d lay six menus on the checkerboard covered table.
“Your waiter will be with you all very shortly. Enjoy your dinner, everypony.”
He retrograded, allowing the mares to sit in the booth. Once situated, he bowed to them before trotting away, returning to his post.
The six mares chatted amicably with each other for a few minutes. They were deep in conversation when an Earth Pony stallion appeared in front of their booth. He was dressed in a red dress-shirt and black khakis. He wore the same dress shoes the maitre’d had.
“Hello, everypony. Good evening and thank you for choosing Piero's Pasta Parlor and Pizzeria. My name is Table Turner and I’ll be your server this evening.
The six mares smiled politely at their waiter and Pinkie’s attention quickly resumed to the mariachi band, now playing an oompah tune. Her head bobbed to the rhythm.
“May I start you all off with a beverage?”
“Cider please!” AJ and Rainbow said simultaneously.
“A glass of your finest cabernet sauvignon, please.” Rarity quipped.
“A hot chamomile tea, um, if you don’t mind, please.” Fluttershy meekly said.
“Ooh! A chocolate milkshake, please! The frothiest and totally chocolatey-rific one you can make!” Pinkie Pie gleefully inputted.
“Coffee would be perfect, please. With a few cream packets.” Twilight stated.
Table Turner wrote down the beverage order on his notepad and nodded to the six mares. He swiveled on his hoof and trotted away.
“Cabernet sauvignon, Rarity? Really?” Twilight questioned, raising an eyebrow at the choice.
“But of course, darling. A glass of wine on occasion does wonders. Nothing wrong with indulging in the finest things in life.”
“I know. I’ve just never seen you touch alcohol before. Even when Applejack sells her fermented cider, you’re never in the queue to purchase any.”
“True! I’m a more sophisticated mare, Twilight. I don’t mean to sound crude, as I know many ponies enjoy that beverage, but wine is the champion of liquor. I’m an oenophile, darling. There’s nothing more enjoyable than enjoying a lovely bouquet of wine.”
Rainbow and AJ were chuckling with each other over their mutual order of cider.
“What? You know I love that stuff, AJ!”
“Ah know, sugarcube. Ya love cider a lot. Ah nev’r seen a pony with yer devotion ta that stuff.”
Rainbow grinned cheekily at the farmpony and replied.
“I could drink that stuff like water!”
Applejack chuckled at the zealous speedster and the two immersed themselves in a conversation.
Fluttershy was staring silently at Pinkie who was still bobbing her head and enjoying the merriment of the mariachi band.
The waiter returned with their beverages and carefully placed the orders in front of the correct patrons. He bowed to them and regarded the group.
“I noticed the menus have not been touched. I’ll give you all some time to peruse and will return for your selections.
Table Turner left and Twilight grinned sheepishly, turning to her friends.
“How doltish. We were all ravenous but became preoccupied in conversation and hadn’t looked through the menus.”
“Twilight, it’s cool. He said he’d come back. So let’s decide what we want to chow down on!” Rainbow said.
Rarity gently swirled her cup of wine and wafted the scent towards her snout. It was a fruit odor, with a hint of garrigue and empyreumatic smokiness. She took a cautious sip and purred in pleasure.
“I’m fine with pizza. Can’t go wrong with a toasty, crunchy, gooey pizza. Does that work for everypony?” Fluttershy questioned.
“Ah’m game. Sounds delicious! Pizza is always tasty, naw matter thuh toppings. Thayure's naw better food, ‘cept fer apples o’ course.”
Twilight poured sugar and cream into her coffee and used her magic to swirl the spoon around in the cup. She put her hooves underneath the cup and raised it to her muzzle, taking a sip.
“I agree with Fluttershy and Applejack!” Rainbow began. “Everypony loves pizza. There’s a topping for everypony to enjoy.”
Twilight placed her coffee on the saucer and watched Pinkie blow bubbles into her milkshake. She nervously coughed in her hoof.
“Pinkie?”
The vivacious mare looked up and grinned. “Yes, Twilight?”
“Does that work for you? Fluttershy, Applejack, and Rainbow cast their vote for pizza.”
“Ooh! Pizza is one of my favorites. Sometimes I make my own too!”
“Ya makin’ yer own pizza, Pinkie?”
“Yup yup! You ever have a blueberry muffin pizza? Or a chocolate eclair one? Ooh, what if-”
“So Pinkie’s agreeing with you three. That’s majority. I’ve no qualms about that choice.”
Rarity took another sip of her sauvignon and shared her input. “Neither do I, darling.”
“We’re all set to order, Table Turner.”
“Most excellent. What would you mares like this evening?”
Fluttershy put the tea bag in her cup and added some hot water. She let it simmer in the liquid and looked at Rarity.
“We’ll share a large veggie pizza please. All the toppings.”
Table Turner wrote down their order and took the menus. He bowed and walked to enter the selection.
Rarity felt somepony gazing at her so she turned her head to find Fluttershy staring.
“Yes, darling? You seem transfixed, my dear. Is everything alright?”
Fluttershy raised and lowered the teabag, turning the hot water into tea. She repeated the action ten times before replying to the unicorn.
“Would you, um, mind if I had a teeny sip of your wine?”
Rarity tilted her head at the shy pegasus. “Really? You want to try this, darling?”
“Well, um, I’ve noticed how excited you’ve been to drink it, and was curious about the taste.”
Fluttershy added a lemon slice to her tea, squeezing the fruit till every drop of juice entered her beverage.
Rainbow and Applejack were exchanging looks between Rarity and Fluttershy. The speedster addressed her fellow pegasus.
“Are you sure, Fluttershy? You? Drinking alcohol?”
Pinkie looked up from her milkshake and surveyed the scene.
Rarity quipped. “I must agree with Rainbow Dash. You’re not going to like this, darling.”
Fluttershy gave a small pout and made her irises pulsate, giving pleading puppy-dog eyes to the white unicorn.
Rarity shrugged and levitated the glass of wine towards the pegasus, who gratefully took it in her hoof.
Fluttershy gave it a curious sniff and quailed at the fragrance. Applejack and Rainbow Dash held a hoof under their chins, propping their heads up and stared at Fluttershy intently. Twilight took a sip from her coffee and looked silently at the yellow pegasus.
Slowly, Fluttershy parted her lips and the liquid entered her mouth. Immediately upon doing so, the frail pegasus’s face contorted into anguish. Her eyes became pinpricks and her lips quivered. Her brow furrowed and she seemed to be on the precipice of crying.
Rainbow and Applejack slapped the table from the scene. Rarity gave a small chuckle levitating the glass away and Pinkie silently snickered in her hoof. Twilight’s muzzle gave a curt smirk from the spectacle.
Fluttershy swallowed the small sip of wine and recoiled, extending her tongue from her mouth and wiping at it with a frantic hoof.
This caused her five best friends to giggle louder and with more fervor.
“I tried to warn you, darling.”
“Oh, man! Priceless! I haven’t laughed like that since I pranked Thunderlane last month.”
“One o’ the funniest things ah’ve ev’r seen! Heh heh heh.”
“Aww, poor Fluttershy. I’m sorry for laughing, but that was just totally hysterical! I’ll bake you some cookies to make up for it, kay?”
“So, Fluttershy, what do you think? Are you a connoisseur of wines now, just like Rarity?”
Fluttershy knew her friends were only playfully jesting. She sipped her teacup and sighed.
“No thanks, girls. I’ll stick to my tea.”
Table Turner arrived with the pizza and placed it in the center of the table. The mares eyed the food ravenously. He then placed a plate in front of each pony and dropped off extra napkins.
The six best friends dove in, enjoying the delectable taste of the vegetable pizza. It was topped aplenty with spinach, sliced carrots, sliced cucumbers, and beets. They happily ate, drank, and conversed with each other, enjoying the company and atmosphere. Table Turner returned multiple times to top off their cups, bring extra napkins, and other waiterly duties.
They passed on dessert and Twilight paid the bill. The bits were collected from the other five ponies, except Rainbow Dash. Her best friends wanted to treat her before she left for the academy on Monday. Twilight tipped the waiter handsomely and the six exited the restaurant.
The six mares walked back to Twilight’s library. They shared a collective group hug and Rainbow thanked them for the nice time.
The lavender unicorn quipped, “No problem, Rainbow. We’re all going to miss you, but will be cheering you on. Do your best!”
Rainbow affirmed that she would. She flared her wings. “I’ll be sure to write, okay? I Pinkie Promise!”
Rainbow did the motions to accentuate the verbal vow. Then she flapped her wings to hover off the ground.
“I’m gonna hit the hay, girls. “I’ll miss you and cherish you all. Thanks again for this evening!”
The other mares waved goodbye to the prismatic-maned pegasus who reciprocated the gesture. Then she took off, soaring high in altitude.
On ground, the other five mares bid adieu to each other and gave a final collective hug as a farewell. They went their separate ways, eager to turn in and sleep.
Rainbow Dash flew back to her cloudhouse. The pegasus was tired from tonight’s ventures. After an uneventful flight, she landed on the cirrus foundation of her Cloudominium. She staggered and nearly tumbled over her hooves, but remained erect.
“Hey, Scoots! Hope you weren’t waiting too long for me?”
She waited five seconds. Hearing no answer, she called out again. “Scoots?”
Still no response.
Rainbow grabbed the brass doorknob and opened the door to her home. She ambled inside and softly shut the door behind her. A wing traversed to the wall, and flicked a light switch. The exercise room illuminated with the gleaming glow.
“Hey, Scootaloo? Where are you, kid?”
Her question went unanswered and Dash became concerned. She knew Scootaloo couldn’t fly yet. There’s no way she could’ve left the home. Unless she…
No. Don’t think stupidly, Dash. That wouldn’t have happened.
She cantered out of the exercise room and into the kitchen. She clicked on the light in the room, craning her head to spot the energetic filly. The orange pegasus wasn’t in the kitchen, but Rainbow did see the remnants of a plate in her sink.
Hold on. What time is it?
The speedster glanced at the wall of her kitchen and her eyes traveled upwards, landing on the small yellow clock that bedecked that particular wall.
The analogue clock showed a time of 10:30 PM. Rainbow facehooved.
Dear Celestia, I got myself worried over nothing. Of course she’s here. But she’s…”
Rainbow exited the kitchen and peeked into her bedroom. The irradiated form of a small pony was visible, thanks to the light from her kitchen. The speedster watched the mass turn in the direction of the glare. The pony in her bed raised an orange hoof and shielded her eyes.
“Rainbow Dash?”
The weatherpony breathed a sigh of relief and replied. “Of course, Scoots. Who else?’
You idiot. Thinking she fell from your cloudhouse. What’s with the morose thought? Must’ve drank too much cider at the restaurant.
Scootaloo groaned and turned back over. She addressed Rainbow while adjusting the Wonderbolts blanket, covering it to her chin.
“Can you turn that light off? I’m trying to sleep.”
The cyan pegasus snortled at the question. She planned to turn the light off. Her own eyelids began to get droopy.
“Of course, Scoots. One second, kay? I need to turn off the light in my exercise room first.”
Scootaloo grunted and the older mare walked to her gym and clicked the light switch downwards. She hastily spun on her hooves, and nearly fell over again. The cider was making her delirious.
Rainbow shook the cobwebs by jiggling her head. She blinked to regain her bearings. Once she managed, she walked out of her gymnasium and back to her kitchen.
“Hey Scootaloo?”
The filly grunted, now pulling the covers over her head.
“Mind putting the lamp on by the desk, please? Once I turn the kitchen light, it’ll be pitch-black and dim in here. I sorta drank too much and don’t want to fall by stumbling around in the dark.”
The crusader tossed the blanket off of her head and sat up. She rubbed her eyes with two hooves and stared in delirium around the room. Her concentration returned shortly and she pressed the button on the lamp. It shone a gentle hue of yellow and cast a small brightness that enveloped a portion of the bedchamber.
“Thanks, Squirt.”
Rainbow used a hoof and plunged the kitchen into darkness. Guided by the luminescence, she trot towards her bedroom. Rainbow got into the bed and addressed the nearby filly.
“Hey, babe?’
Scootaloo snuggled near her marefriend and replied to her lover. “Yeah, babe?”
“I love you so much. You’re a wonderful filly and I’ll always be here. My loyalty is cemented. Regardless of what befalls you in life, I’ll never leave your side.”
The sentiment made the filly smile with a jocund expression. The orange pegasus shimmied herself closer to the mare.
Rainbow wrapped a protective wing around her, causing the high-spirited filly to widen her grin.
“I feel the same, Rainbow Dash. I’m in disbelief that I’ve managed to turn my hero into my pet and my marefriend. This is really so great and I feel honored!”
Rainbow laughed and nuzzled her fillyfriend, but then she shook her head.
“I should be the honored one, Scoots. You’re a wonderful filly and make me so happy. The love you feel for me is shared back towards you tenfold. I’ve complete veneration for you!”
The speedster placed a hoof on Scootaloo’s shoulder and pulled the filly down so they could snuggle in bed together. When the purple-maned pony made contact with the bed, Rainbow draped a protective wing around her lover.
“I hope you had fun, Dashie. You’ll have to tell me about it tomorrow. I’m so tired that I can barely keep my eyes open.”
On cue, Scootaloo’s eyes began to close. Rainbow took the hint and felt a yawn escape her muzzle.
“I will, Squirt. Let’s get some sleep.”
Scootaloo yawned and Rainbow used a wing to envelop them with her Wonderbolt’s blanket. Her cyan wing was draped around the filly possessively and the young pony squealed at the propinquity.
The two ponies closed their eyes and awaited slumber to overtake them. Both fell asleep within minutes, nearly at the same time, and slipped into a much needed rest.
Author's Note
Fourth of four consecutive daily chapters! Glad for the progress. Next chapter will be uploaded in ten days or so.
Scootaloo awoke in the midst of the night. The illumination from Rainbow’s bedside lamp made her eyes hurt. She sat up and blinked twice and waited for her eyes to adjust. Taking a glance around the bedroom, the filly noticed the cyan pegasus adjacent to her in bed. Rainbow was sleeping soundlessly and Scootaloo noticed her chest rise and fall with each breath.
The small pegasus rubbed at her eyes with her hoof and yawned. She knew it was still nighttime as the abutting room, the kitchen, had no luminosity. Scootaloo gazed around Rainbow’s bedroom, noticing the many posters of The Wonderbolts and even a few of Rainbow herself. Seeing the latter ones made the crusader chortle.
The filly knew it was too early in the crepuscular hours to stay awake. She planned to return to sleep momentarily. Before heading back to slumber, she shimmied her body away from the pillows and leaned over the duvet. Reaching out her hoof, she pulled the handle of the nightstand. With a small creaking noise, the piece of furniture opened. Scootaloo paused and turned towards the mare. Rainbow was still asleep and the younger pony exhaled in relief.
Scootaloo snatched the bangle that she put inside hours ago and bedecked it around her hoof. With bated breath, she pushed the drawer closed, emitting another discordant creak from the nightstand. The vivacious pegasus gyrated towards the middle of the bed.
Spotting the dozing weathermare, Scootaloo reached out with her bangled hoof and lovingly rubbed Rainbow’s mane. She watched the snoozing speedster absentmindedly kick out a hoof and mewl.
“You’re the best thing that happened to me, Rainbow. I don’t think I could put my feelings and love for you in words.”`
Scootaloo spoke to the sleeping weatherpony while admiringly continuing to stroke the prismatic-maned pegasus’s coiffure.
Rainbow Dash kept unconsciously kicking out her hoof. Scootaloo observed the spectacle and smiled. As she stared fondly at Dash, the orange crusader craned her neck and head downwards before softly pecking the tomboy pegasus on the cheek. The sensation made Rainbow release a gentle titter.
“I know we’ve got an age difference between us, Rainbow Dash, but I don’t care. You complete me and are my other half. I’ll always have epitomized endearment for you, babe.”
She kissed Rainbow’s cheek again. This time, the mare snored, having moved deeper into her sleep cycle. Scootaloo chortled at the display.
“Talk to you in the morning, Dashie.”
With that, Scootaloo removed her hoof from Rainbow’s mane and hastily clicked off the lamp on the speedster’s nightstand. Immediately following, the room was plunged into darkness. Following the audible snores, the irrepressible pegasus made her way back to the center of the kip. She wrapped her hooves around Rainbow Dash’s neck, using her bangled one to hold the fast flier’s nape. Scootaloo’s eyes began to close as languor overtook her body.
Rainbow began to quiver and Scootaloo peeked an eye open. She gently rubbed her bangled hoof alongside the ends of Rainbow’s mane. The orange pegasus did the same motion on the back of Dash’s neck. Yawning, Scootaloo silently hoped her marefriend would become inert. The speedster seemed to relax and Scootaloo tightly shut her eye. Within three minutes, the young pony was snoozing next to her lover.
Hours later, Rainbow Dash awoke. The glimmering sunbeams from Celestia’s sun shimmered through Rainbow’s Cloudominium. The speedster yawned loudly and stretched her hooves upwards to prepare for her day. She released a groan while stretching.
Dash attempted to crack her neck but frowned when she felt pressure on it. RD looked toward the direction and noticed Scootaloo staring at her. The filly wore a jocund smile. Scootaloo was holding the area around her neck and cuddling her.
“Morning Dash! You slept a while. I woke up earlier in the night, fell back asleep, and awoke a second time. That was hours ago. Hope you don’t mind that I already helped myself to some breakfast.”
Scootaloo playfully stuck her tongue out towards the speedster.
Rainbow rubbed her under-eyes and gave the filly a cheerful grin.
“Hey, Scoots! Nah, I don’t mind. Sorry if I kept you waiting. Guess I drank lots of cider last night and it conked me out longer than expected.”
The small orange pegasus released her embrace of the older mare and gleefully hopped off the bed. She zipped around the room with plenty of buoyant energy.
Rainbow watched the high-spirited demeanor and smirked at the mien Scootaloo exhibited. She yawned again, though more loudly and longer. She smacked her lips together when finished and hurriedly grabbed the glass of water on her nightstand and gulped it down in a few seconds.
The speedster placed the glass back down and regarded the younger pony with a stare. Scootaloo continued to zealously run around Rainbow’s bedroom with plenty of pep.
“Hey, Scoots?”
The filly halted and turned her attention to her idol. “Yes, Rainbow Dash?”
“Today is the last day we’ll have together for a while. Remember, I’m heading to the academy early tomorrow.”
Scootaloo’s ears lowered from the poignant dejection, but she tried to sound chipper.
“I didn’t forget, Dash. Like I said earlier, you’ll definitely be missed, but you’re following your dream. I support it!”
Rainbow flashed the filly an appreciative smile and got out of bed. Her cyan hooves gaited towards her girlfriend. When Dash reached her, she tightly embraced her lover and nuzzled her amorously on her cheek.
“We should have some fun today, Squirt. Not so much the kinky stuff we’ve been doing, though. Playing with you so frequently has me feeling bushed.”
As if her body wanted to accentuate that claim, Rainbow yawned a third time before rubbing under both of her eyes.
“See? I need a break today, babe.”
Scootaloo nodded and replied. “No sweat! But since we’re not gonna have fun today, you’ll get twofold whenever you get back.”
Rainbow gently caressed the young pony’s chin, sliding her hoof affectionately downwards. She tenderly pushed the filly’s jaw upwards and lowered her muzzle to meet Scootaloo’s. The two lovers shared a feverish kiss. Dash wrapped a hoof around her fillyfriend’s back, pulling her closer while they canoodled.
The crusader smooched back lasciviously. Her hooves grasped at Rainbow’s chest fur and Scootaloo clutched it tightly, kissing her marefriend with libidinous vigor.
Both ponies were lost in their shared intertwined snogging. The two lovers smacked lips, licked and suckled each other’s tongues and repeatedly kissed.
Rainbow was the first to pull away and she took a gasping respire, desperate to get air back in her lungs. Blushing, she gazed at her lover with an intense fervid desire.
Scootaloo took a few breaths herself and looked at Rainbow. She suddenly gasped and raised her hoof, pointing earnestly at the mare.
“What’s up, Squirt? You seem startled about something.”
“Dash! Your mane! It’s…”
Rainbow cocked her head sideways in confusion. She decided to see for herself and sauntered out of the bedroom, through the kitchen, and into her exercise room. The speedster ambled closer to the mirror adorning the wall of her home gym. Her muzzle opened in shock and she suppressed a yelp.
Her eyes stared at her reflection and she reached her hoof upwards to touch a few strands of her rainbow mane. Only, her mane was no longer kaleidoscopic. The red, orange, and yellow portion of her multicolored mane had faded. It wasn’t gray, but the vibrant colors had dimmed substantially.
Rainbow Dash gawked incredulously at the sight before her. She felt her usual self. Nothing was off. Good health and diet. This was an unprecedented spectacle. She blinked a few times and rubbed her eyes to ensure she wasn’t hallucinating. Her reflection stared back at her and matched her agape mandible.
“What in Equestria?!”
Dash studied herself another minute before hypothesizing that her colors had faded from lack of energy. Playing frequently with her new fillyfriend had become taxing, although enjoyable.
She about-faced and ambled back to where Scootaloo stood in her bedroom. Upon reaching her, Dash shrugged and playfully socked her lover in the shoulder.
“No biggie. That’s what mane dye is for. I still feel like my awesome self. Nothing for me to get worried about.”
Scoots gave the mare a supportive smile and paraphrased what Dash just uttered.
“Yeah! I still see the same awesome pegasus I’ve known for so long. Some dye and you’ll restore your mane to the cool way it’s always been!”
Dash chortled and nuzzled her lover again before gently kissing her cheek.
“So, you up to have some fun? I was thinking we could play some sports today. Exercise and all that stuff.”
“Not my ideal idea of fun, Dash. But anything we do together is special.” Scootaloo said while buzzing her wings.
Rainbow chuckled and hugged the filly tightly.
“Quit it, Squirt. You’re turning me into a big softie with your adorable praise.”
Scootaloo shot the speedster a wink and guffawed.
“Ponyvillians can perceive you as the tough, brash, fearless pegasus you purport to be. While that’s true, I know the real you, Rainbow Dash.”
The filly placed a hoof on Rainbow’s cheek and then booped her snoot.
“A precious loyal pet who loves when I-”
Rainbow quickly cut off the dialogue by locking lips with her girlfriend. The kiss lasted only three seconds before she pulled back.
“Alright, I get it, Scoots. We both know exactly what you instill in me.”
Scootaloo stuck her tongue out jovially and responded.
“You love it.”
Rainbow squealed with discomfiture and shuffled her hooves. A large crimson blush flushed the brash pegasus.
“You should eat breakfast before we play together, Dashie.”
The cyan pony nodded in agreement and perambulated to her kitchen. Scootaloo followed her.
Dash peeled two bananas and quickly gulped them down. She poured herself a cup of cider and chugged the tankard. Wiping a hoof on her muzzle, she flicked the remnants of the liquid off her lips. Rainbow tossed the mug in the sink and returned the container of cider to the fridge. The banana peels were chomped by Rainbow’s teeth and discarded in the garbage can.
“Ready!”
Scootaloo giggled at the quick demeanor of the speedster and playfully rolled her eyes from the comportment.
“Let’s start off light, Scoots. Wing-ups! I do them every morning to stay in peak athletic shape. Think you can keep up with my prowess?”
“Doubt it! Though us pegasi get tested on our wingpower once a week during recess. It’s usually a wing-ups exercise. I’ll give it my best!”
Scootaloo answered with buoyant excitement and hopped around the older pony. Dash laughed at the filly’s blithe.
“Follow me to my gym, Squirt.”
Scootaloo obliged and both ponies exited the kitchen and headed towards the workout room. They stood a few meters apart and slowly lowered themselves on their bellies. Rainbow and Scootaloo extended their wings and unfurled them from their sides. Both placed their appendages on the floor and squinted at each other.
“Three. Two. One.” Rainbow said.
“Go!” Scootaloo responded.
Rainbow Dash was flabbergasted. Scootaloo had performed more wing-ups than she could muster. Scootaloo was giddy and hopping around ebulliently from having won the competition.
“I win! I win! Wow, Rainbow Dash. For somepony who’s big into this exercise stuff, I’m surprised you dropped before I did.”
Dash released a nervous chuckle and rubbed the back of her neck. Her brow furrowed before she responded to the younger pony.
“Guess I’m too concerned about my fading mane colors. My head wasn’t in the game.”
“Even still. Your body collapsed after only forty. I quit voluntarily at sixty, but I feel energetic enough. I bet I could’ve gotten to a hundred!”
Scootaloo squeed excitedly and her eyes shimmered while staring at Rainbow. Dash looked away in opprobrium. She frowned as Scootaloo gloated.
How could I lose?
Dash was compelled to best her lover and get even so she suggested a new exercise.
“Scoots, you know what the planking position is?”
The purple-maned pegasus shook her head horizontally, signifying she had no idea. Rainbow demonstrated the posture, placing two forelegs in front of her and lifting herself up.
“You use the foreleg muscles to hold your weight. It may look easy, but it’s very straining on the body.”
She lowered herself to a prone position and rested her head on her hoof.
Scootaloo mirrored the example Rainbow showed her and the speedster nodded.
“Just like that, Squirt. We’ll go until one of us can’t hold out.”
Remembering her earlier victory over her idol, Scootaloo squinted with determination and cracked her neck, eager to get started.
“You’re on!”
Both ponies put two forelegs in front of them and stared at each other.
“Three. Two. One.” Rainbow stated.
“Go!” Scootaloo shouted.
Concomitantly, both pegasi lifted their body weight and the competition had begun. Rainbow glanced at Scootaloo and grinned cheekily. The filly reciprocated.
“I’ve held this for ten minutes before, Scoots.”
“Only ten? Guess I’ll go for twenty.” Scootaloo replied lazily.
Rainbow raised an eyebrow at the filly’s cockiness, but appreciated the challenge. She chuckled at her confidence.
They stared with fiery resolve. Each wanted the satisfaction of winning this battle of willpower. Rainbow locked eyes with her fillyfriend and Scootaloo gazed back at her.
“Hey, Dashie?”
“Yeah, Scoots?”
“I love you.”
The words filled Rainbow’s heart with warmth and doting passion for the crusader. Her muzzle formed a chipper smile and she beamed at her girlfriend.
“I love you too, Scootaloo. But you’re not gonna distract me with sappiness. You’re going down!”
“You bet I am. After you fall first, that is.”
By the eight minute mark, the pegasi were struggling. Both ponies grit their teeth as their forehooves shook. Gravity worked against the willpower, but neither faltered.
A minute later, Rainbow almost fell, but she pressed down firmly with her forehooves and arched her back lower, still keeping the proper position.
“It’s okay to give up, Rainbow Dash. Your body is tired. Don’t fight it. Fall and rest a bit.” Scootaloo teased, though her body convulsed too.
Rainbow grit her teeth in mild vexation. Scootaloo was really pushing her buttons this morning and Dash was resolved to win.
“Never. But I’ll give up after you stop planking. Once you quit, I’ll follow. Go ahead and let go, Scoots.”
The filly’s body quivered with unstable movements. She huffed in annoyance and shook her head.
“Not happening, Dashie. This was what you wanted to do. I’d hate to quit and let down my hero.”
Rainbow squinted at her fillyfriend and puffed her cheeks out. The wordage Scootaloo used was definitely intentional and insinuating.
Thirteen minutes in and the pair of pegasi profusely perspired. Penchant per pony’s palpable physical prowess.
Rainbow’s face was red. The brash speedster desperately kept the resolve to emerge victorious. She glanced at Scootaloo and saw the filly was in anguish. The orange pegasus shook with tremendous jitter and the weathermare could tell she was in pain.
“Scoots! Just drop!”
The filly gasped greedily and felt her lungs burn from the fresh oxygen. Half a minute transpired before she squeaked a response.
“Lead by example, Dash.”
It was fifteen minutes in now and Rainbow was extremely impressed with Scootaloo’s physical ability. Her own body burned and she was in supreme distress.
With a yelp, Rainbow collapsed. Her body refused to stay in position another second. The pegasus crashed to her gym floor and quickly extended her legs, desperate to soothe her aching muscles and joints.
She glanced up at Scootaloo who coyly winked before dropping her posture too. The orange pony matched Rainbow’s movements to alleviate her own pain.
“That’s two wins for me, Dash. Guess you’re not as tough as you think, huh?” Scootaloo teased.
Rainbow stared incredulously at the lively pony. She inhaled greedily, gulping down muzzlefulls of oxygen. One of her forehooves tenderly massaged the other. When the aforementioned hoof was free from pain, she focused on the other forehoof. Scootaloo followed suit.
After some silence, Scootaloo broke it and asked in a jestful manner, “Best of five?”
“Damn right! I need to save face after you got lucky twice!”
“Got lucky?” Scootaloo repeated.
Rainbow snorted and crossed her hooves. She was feeling humiliated.
This is bogus! Losing once was bad enough. But twice? What the hay is happening to me?
“Luck has nothing to do with it, Rainbow Dash. It’s simple. I’m just better than you. No shame in admitting inferiority. I mean, I didn't even know what this 'planking' thing was, and I still kicked your plot at it."
Scootaloo teased her marefriend again, sliding her tongue from her muzzle. Dash huffed and quickly challenged the crusader to a new competition.
“Best of five! Challenge accepted. I’ll show you how awesome I am, Squirt!”
Author's Note
Sorry for the long wait! Here's a chapter and more will be coming soon! :)
After leaving Rainbow’s cloud home, the pair of pegasi returned to the ground. Rainbow had challenged the orange filly to a race. The mare was eager to show off and save face from her previous embarrassments. Scootaloo accepted and both ponies stood on the track and field area of Ponyville School. As it was Sunday, there wasn’t anypony else in the vicinity.
Rainbow Dash flexed her neck and stretched her hooves to prepare for the physical contest ahead. Scootaloo watched her with mild amusement but didn’t participate in any warm ups.
“I figured you’d choose a skill you’re good at, Rainbow. Got humiliated with the first two exercises and want a three-peat?” Scootaloo said teasingly, and stuck her tongue out.
“You’re dreaming, Squirt. While I admit I lost the first two rounds, there’s no way you’ll best me in a race. I’m the fastest flier ever!”
Scootaloo chuckled at Rainbow’s overdeveloped confidence and retorted.
“True. But this is a hooves race. I’m not able to fly yet, so we’ll do a running race. Don’t be too cocky, Dash.”
In response, Rainbow nickered. Scootaloo approached the older mare and tilted her head. The speedster put a hoof on the filly’s shoulder and spoke with a boastful expression.
“Just don’t cry when I defeat you, kid. You’ll see why they don’t call me ‘Rainbow’ and ‘Dash’, for nothing.”
With a playful roll of her eyes, the orange pegasus returned to her position. She stood, fifteen feet away from Rainbow, and cast a confident gaze at the track. Both ponies were determined to taste victory.
“You’re going down, Rainbow Dash.”
“In history, maybe!”
The pair of pegasi lowered their heads and shifted most of their weight to their hind legs. This would allow both to kick off the ground and bolt forward.
“So, how many times around the track, Squirt?”
Scootaloo put a hoof to her chin and became pensive. She had run the track numerous times during recess outings at school and knew it wasn’t lengthy. As she surveyed the area, Scootaloo gazed at the curves of the runway and the turns they’d have to perform. The filly estimated one lap around the area would be six-hundred feet; almost one-hundred eighty three meters.
“Five. Seems like a fair number to me, Dash.”
Rainbow flexed her neck and rotated her head in a circular pattern. She cast a quick glance at the runway before turning her attention back to her fillyfriend.
“Whether it’s five or five thousand, I’m winning this race, kid.”
“Sure, Dash. I’ll see you at the finish line. Next week!”
The weathermare grit her teeth at the teasing and slightly insulting comment that Scootaloo made. The younger pony noticed Dash’s vexed expression and guffawed.
“C’mon, Dash. Trash talk is part of every competition. You do it all the time.”
“Don’t need to lecture me about trash talk, Squirt. I’m just surprised you’re so bold. You do know who your opponent is, yeah?”
Scootaloo raised an eyebrow and grinned. The corners of Scootaloo’s muzzle curved into an expression of joy.
“Duh. The second coolest pony in Equestria. The pegasus who’s about to be beaten in a race by her biggest fan.”
Dash emitted a scoff at the notion. She certainly wasn’t going to let Scootaloo win. Whether filly, colt, mare, or stallion, Rainbow didn’t plan on losing to anypony in a race.
“Big confidence for such a small shrimp, kid.”
The high-spirited filly glanced at Rainbow and huffed. She didn’t give a retort to Dash’s quip. Instead, she started the countdown of the race.
“Three.” Scootaloo began.
“Two.” Rainbow supplied.
“One.” Scootaloo said.
“GO!” they uttered concomitantly.
Both equines pushed with their hind hooves and launched themselves forwards. They galloped down the flat brick runway of the track and field area. Dash wore a confident expression, eager to emerge the winner. Scootaloo was stoic and desultory and only focused on sprinting forward. The ponies silently ran; the only sound was their hoofsteps on brick.
The racers continued their silent race. Both ponies turned at one of the track’s curves and galloped on. While Rainbow didn’t show mercy in a racing competition, she initially held back. There was no reason to go all out at the beginning. Sure, she’d take a commanding lead, but would have her energy sapped. The speedster remembered Twilight’s advice after the running of the leaves. Pacing yourself was the best way to maintain endurance.
Scootaloo eventually broke the silence. Her head remained forward, focused on the task at hoof. With a low voice, her audio reverberated through Rainbow’s ears.
“You’ve made today fun, Rainbow Dash. I know you’re leaving late tonight and will be gone from Ponyville for a long time. But, choosing to spend some of your last day with me is very special and appreciated. Thank you, Dashie.”
Rainbow felt her heartstrings be pulled by the unadulterated words from the filly. She beamed at Scootaloo.
“Hey. Don’t try to get me acting all sappy, squirt.”
Dash replaced her beaming expression with a small scowl and turned her head up at the younger pony. RD bore a snobbish expression.
Scootaloo glanced at her idol and felt poignancy at the display.
Dash peeked an eye open and saw Scootaloo’s crestfallen and dejected demeanor. At this, she couldn’t prevent cracking a grin.
“If that’s the game you want to play, Scoots, then I guess I’ll miss you very much too. All of my Ponyville friends, but especially my fillyfriend.”
The zestful and vibrant filly grinned from the praise and both ponies turned forwards again. They had completed one lap around the track. As they ran, Scootaloo posed a question.
“So, are you nervous? Truthfully? I know you’re awesome and a tremendous flier, but these are your heroes. Trying to impress The Wonderbolts must be nerve wracking.”
Rainbow nodded from the filly’s inquisition. “Yes. I hate to admit it, but I’m a bit anxious and slightly tense. I’ve met Spitfire thrice before, and she’s quite succinct. She’s a no-nonsense, straightforward pony through and through.”
The orange pegasus’s muzzle opened in surprise. She didn’t think her hero, the great Rainbow Dash, could find anypony or anything imposing. The young equine studied the expression of the kaleidoscopic-maned pegasus for a moment.
“Wow. I can tell you look up to her, Dash. You make her sound slightly terrifying. I mean, I’m sure she’s a kind pony, but she’s the Captain of The Wonderbolts and the drill sergeant of the Wonderbolt Academy, yeah? Those are big horseshoes to fill and who knows what her ponysality is on the field?”
Dash grunted as they turned again. Her mind was drifting towards the next morning. While she had full confidence in her innate and trained abilities, her fillyfriend had a point. This was Spitfire. Rainbow couldn’t act brash, cocky, smug, or a showoff. She shuddered at the possible repercussions.
“I wish you didn’t remind me, kid. It’s surreal that I’ll soon be a member of the academy and a possible active reserve Wonderbolt.”
Scootaloo was reticent. The filly burst forward in a display of quick acceleration and took the lead of the race. Rainbow, not expecting the sudden movement, did the same, and took first place. At this, Scootaloo chuckled. Both ponies ran past the starting line, completing a second lap.
“Reserve? So you don’t become a Wonderbolt once you enter the academy?” Scootaloo asked, both out of curiosity and to distract her hero with conversation.
“Well, no. I wish it was that easy! But from the info that is publicized, once a recruit is accepted to the Wonderbolt Academy, they are admitted for one month. In that time, they’re tested on their prowess, aerial maneuvers, cooperative or ergonomic abilities, speed, and endurance. The exact intricate details are classified, as The Wonderbolts are also part of the Equestrian Military.”
The distraction worked and Scootaloo matched speed with Rainbow Dash. Both ponies continued running with matching paces. Hearing this, Scootaloo’s muzzle opened again in genuine shock. She wasn’t aware that The Wonderbolts were categorized as military power.
“But, it’s not the military they teach you in school, kid. They’re not a part of the Royal Guard that protects the Princesses, or a troop to call in if Equestria goes to war with Griffinstone, Yakyakistan, or the Dragon Badlands. The mission of The Wonderbolts is to showcase the teamwork and professionalism of the Equestrian military and adjoining organizations through flight demonstrations and community outreach while inspiring a
Glancing over and seeing the flabbergasted face of the filly, Rainbow chortled and explained. “I memorized the mission statement. It’s verbatim and I hope it’ll impress Spitfire. Or, at least, have her view me in a positive way.”
“Heh. And I thought Twilight was a total nerd who made it a habit to memorize everything.”
Dash rolled her eyes playfully at the younger pony’s quip. She knew it was stated in a jocular way and not a direct insult.
“Oh, she is. I could drone for hours about her constant need to organize everything and attain all knowledge she can. Sometimes, it feels like all she enjoys is studying. But forget all that.”
After the third completed lap, Scootaloo stared at her marefriend and grinned. She was elated to spend time with the speedster and savored every moment. Dash briefly locked eyes with her fillyfriend, but quickly resumed staring ahead at the track.
“Anyways, back to what’ll happen starting tomorrow. All cadets meet with the Captain, and introduce themselves. We stay on site and live in barracks while adhering to their training schedule. I fully expect it to be rigorous and arduous. Though, as an athlete and a pegasus who loves flying, exercise, and being active, I doubt it’ll be difficult for me.”
Another turn. Their hoovesteps trod over the brick runway and Scootaloo took a small lead again. She shifted her body and ran perpendicular to Rainbow’s position. The filly angled her gallop and closed some distance between them. Now the ponies were ten feet apart.
“And then what’ll happen, Rainbow Dash?”
“I doubt everypony who got an acceptance letter will become full-fledged Wonderbolts. Aside from those who drop out, some would be turned away by Spitfire, and deemed not Wonderbolt material. I can’t state for certainty, but it’s likely that she has the authority to accept or deny any applicant despite any proven capabilities at the academy.”
Dash keeked surreptitiously at Scootaloo and noticed the filly was now ten feet ahead. With a surprised yelp, the pegasus bolted forward and ran parallel with her fillyfriend. Scoots smirked as she felt Dash’s gaze.
“But, this is just conjecture. There’s definitely classified info that isn't publicized. Since The Wonderbolts are military, there’s definitely information that’s inside only.”
Scootaloo nodded at that, absorbing the words from the older mare. She smiled warmly at her hero.
“You have such passion for them, Rainbow Dash. Despite any apprehension, I know you’ll succeed. Not only are you the best flier in Equestria, an awesome pegasus, and my idol, but you’ve got such suave confidence and deserve your dreams to come true.”
“Thanks, kid!” Rainbow said genuinely. “That was very sweet of you and boosted my resolve. I don’t want to let anypony down.”
They crossed the starting point again and only had one lap left. Each pegasus was determined to win. Though, the conversation distracted Rainbow Dash. She was more engrossed in discussing The Wonderbolts than having her mind in the game. Suddenly, she burst forward and took a thirty foot lead over Scootaloo.
“Hey! Wait!”
Rainbow laughed and kept her speed. Her hooves trod over the brick that composed the runway. She heard the filly shout, but didn’t stop. Instead, she turned her head and blew a raspberry.
That was a mistake.
In her haste to showboat, coupled with not paying attention, RD’s hoof caught a large crack in the runway foundation. She stumbled forward two steps before crashing on the pavement. The impetus, plus her acceleration, caused her body to skid on the track before it became inert.
Scootaloo watched the crash and halted. She stood, alarmed, and called out to her hero.
“Rainbow Dash! Are you alright?”
Dash grunted. Her midriff was in pain. As she looked down, she saw her abdomen had become red and splotchy. Evident of what just occurred, a road burn was visible on Dash’s stomach. Tentatively, she reached a cyan wingtip to gently touch the laceration. She immediately winced.
“Yeah! Well, mostly. Got a pretty gnarly gash from that.”
Rainbow sat up. She peered down at the abrasion on her gut. She pointed a hoof at the large red spot that appeared and looked at Scootaloo with a grin.
“See?”
The filly was perplexed. Her eyes fixated on the injury for a few seconds. Then she looked up to lock irises with Rainbow.
“Yeah. It’s sort of hard not to. Dash, you shouldn’t be proud of that. You need to treat the injury.”
Rainbow waved a dismissive hoof as Scootaloo walked closer.
“Pssh. It’s just a scrape, kid. I’ve had worse. This is nothing.”
“Yeah, but it’s still not something to show off, dingus!”
Rainbow chuckled after Scootaloo called her a dingus. She stood erect on her hooves again while the younger pony ambled up to her.
“Are you sure you’re alright, Rainbow Dash?”
Hearing the question repeated, Dash emitted a snort and gave a pierced glare at the bubbly pegasus.
“I already told you I was, kid. Some measly scrape isn’t gonna stop me.”
Scootaloo frowned but relented. She knew Rainbow was a strong mare, and if she was confident that nothing was amiss, the filly had no reason to press the issue.
“Well, alright.” Scootaloo said dully.
Rainbow looked down the field and gauged the distance to the starting point. Then she looked back at her fillyfriend.
“Anyway, we still have a race, kid. We’re each about two-hundred feet from the finish line. I’d estimate that’s a third of the track.”
Scootaloo turned her attention to the checkered line too and nodded in affirmation. “That’s about right.”
Rainbow eyed the younger pony curiously. “You’re not running?”
“Nothing wrong with a break. Besides, it’d be better to continue once we catch our breath. We’ll begin anew from this point and it’ll be a race to the finish.”
Dash shrugged. She wouldn’t object to a small respite. Additionally, it’d allow her earlier injury’s pain to subside.
“Alright, Squirt. I’m fine with that.”
Scootaloo smiled jovially and gently rubbed Rainbow’s leg. In response, the mare lowered her head to meet Scootaloo’s own. Quickly, Scootaloo placed a gentle kiss on Rainbow’s cheek.
“Heh. You really love showing affection often, eh, Scoots?”
The filly grinned and nodded. “I only kiss the coolest of ponies.”
Rainbow laughed, knowing that Scootaloo was repeating the exact admission that Dash herself said yesterday. Before Rainbow could reciprocate, the lively equine spoke.
"Are there any rules in The Wonderbolts?”
Dash put her hoof softly to her chin and tapped it. A question this simple should’ve garnered an immediate response. However, the older pegasus found it a tad difficult to reply.
“Could you specify? Like, do you mean rules they set forth so every pony that represents them is a perfect embodiment of what they stand for? Rules that apply to cadets at the Wonderbolt Academy? Dictated rules for their flying routine? Your question is a bit vague, Squirt.”
The school-aged equine bashfully rubbed the back of her head for the blunder. After the initial discomfiture wore off, she replied. “Rules for what a Wonderbolt must do and adhere to while being a member.”
With a confident bob of her head, the cyan mare answered the inquisition. “Oh! You’re referring to ‘The Wonderbolt’s Code’ kid.”
“Code?” Scootaloo repeated.
“The code is more what you'd call 'guidelines' than actual rules."
Scootaloo blinked in confusion so Rainbow provided an explanation. “It’s a bit complicated, but I’ll attempt to explain.”
The filly nodded eagerly. Dash flashed her an enthusiastic grin before speaking up.
“There’s most likely rules set forth that you only hear of when you become a member. But, just like the mission statement, the guidelines are publicized. They call it a ‘code’ because it sounds less lame than ‘rules’.”
“I don’t disagree. So, what are these ‘codes’, Rainbow Dash?”
“First, a Wonderbolt must always be readily available at a moment’s notice. No matter the task, each member should be raring to go. Secondly, any order given must be carried out. If Spitfire yells at you to ‘jump’ you answer ‘how high, ma’am?’ Next, Wonderbolts should always carry themselves with poise and dignity. The organization is well renowned and respected in Equestria. All members should keep uniforms clean of debris, pressed, and immaculate at all times. Sometimes, the members have meet and greets, so it’s crucial to be presentable.”
Scootaloo nodded at all of this information. Despite knowing how much of a fanatic her hero was for the organization, the filly was impressed by the amount of knowledge that Dash had for The Wonderbolts.
“Lastly, The Wonderbolts strive for excellence. If a cadet is not performing at a proficient level, they will be dismissed and discharged. It may sound ruthless, but their reputation must be upheld. They’re free to release any member at any time.”
The young pony’s muzzle opened in surprise at that. Knowing The Wonderbolts had the authority to debar a member from participating, and even kicking them from the team was a total shock.
“That’s all of ‘The Code’ that I know, squirt. But, again, there’s definitely others that only become known when somepony officially becomes a Wonderbolt.”
Rainbow and Scootaloo stared at each other for a while before the weatherpony chuckled. Her eyes rolled playfully at Scootaloo’s sudden laconicness.
“Hey, uh, Squirt? We still have a race to finish, y’know?”
The lively orange pegasus snapped to attention. Her eyes blinked and she shook her head to clear the cobwebs. She retrograded a few steps and turned her attention to the finish line. Casting a small gaze towards the older equine, she spoke.
“So you ready to complete our contest, Rainbow?”
“Heck yeah! I’m ready to trounce you, kid!”
Dash took a position next to Scootaloo. Both ponies were fifteen feet apart. Again, they arched their backs and shifted their weight to their hind legs. They didn’t initiate a countdown. Instead they looked at their opponent’s eyes and simultaneously nodded.
“Go!” Both said concurrently.
The ponies galloped again. The finish line was in their clutches, with each pegasus desperate to grasp victory. As they ran, both equines gasped for breath.
“Nothing wrong with second place, Scootaloo.”
“Quite right. It’ll be the third silver medal you earn today, Rainbow Dash.”
Gritting her teeth, Rainbow pushed forward. The horizon was getting closer. Dash could see the checkerboard line and estimated they were only fifty feet away. With determination and overwhelming resolve, she sprinted forward, though Scootaloo matched her pace.
Fifty feet turned into forty. Then thirty. Twenty. Ten.
“This is it!” Both shouted in unison.
The pair of pegasi leapt forward, and extended their hooved appendages in front of them; anxious to touch the goal first. Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash fell to the brick runway and landed on their chests. At the force, they grunted, but weren’t in pain. A dust cloud appeared from the impetus.
Laying there, the ponies gulped greedily for breath. Their eyes fixated on the dust cloud that was starting to slowly break apart. With bated breath, they waited for it to dissolve. A few seconds passed before the dust cloud disappeared.
Rainbow gasped at what she saw. Her hoof had landed on the ground less than two inches from the goal. Scootaloo’s had touched the checkered line and reached the goal. Dash’s muzzle became agape and the speedster slowly turned her head to stare incredulously at the younger pony.
“No way…”
Scootaloo winked teasingly at her marefriend and stuck her tongue out.
“Nyeh! What’d I tell you, Dashie? Third silver medal. Looks like I won, Rainbow Dash.”
The weatherpony blinked rapidly. Neither she nor Scootaloo moved after landing on the ground. She knew the filly wouldn’t cheat and she, herself, had honor.
“I…. lost.”
“Yep! I beat Rainbow Dash in a race!”
As Rainbow stared mystified at the checkered line, Scootaloo stood up and began to zip about excitedly. The vivacious filly was running zestfully in a circle. She cheered as her hooves galloped.
“I won! I won! I beat Rainbow Dash!”
Dash was dejected. To have lost in a competition like wing-ups or planking was one thing. But a race was another. Knowing that she lost a race to a flightless filly made her feel pathetic. She repeated the same baffled quote.
“I…. lost.”
Scootaloo puffed her chest out and replied matter-of-factly. “You did.”
The speedster turned her head towards Scootaloo. Perplexion was plastered all over the cyan mare’s face. Scootaloo giggled.
“Hey now. Don’t be upset, Rainbow Dash. It’s pretty obvious why you lost. I beat you in the first two exercises because I’m stronger than you. And, this one, I won because I’m faster than you.”
Dash shook her head in immediate denial. “No way!”
Scoots shot her an amused glance. “You doubt my words? Rainbow, did you hold back this race? Did you show mercy? Did your laceration on your chest impede your legs from running?”
Crestfallen Rainbow looked down. “Well, no. I’d have to admit I definitely didn’t take it easy on you.”
Scootaloo nodded and replied to her hero. “Then it’s fair to assume you went all out, yeah?”
“Always! I don’t ever let anypony win, kid!”
“Then connect the dots, Rainbow Dash. If you didn’t hold back, went all out, and never let anypony win, then, logically, the conclusion is simple. I beat you at your best. You, factually just lost a race to me.”
Dash stared blankly at Scootaloo. Her muzzle opened as the epiphany was absorbed.
“But… But….”
“But nothing, Dashie. You lost. I am stronger and faster than you. It can’t be debated.”
Realizing Scootaloo’s words carried veracity, Dash stared at the brick track with a fixated forlorn expression. The filly noticed and gently pat the speedster on the head.
“It’s nothing to be shameful about, Rainbow Dash. I still adore you and think you’re cool! Just, I’m twenty percent cooler.”
Flummoxed, Dash stood erect on her hooves and shook her head. She stood next to Scootaloo and peered down at the vivacious pony.
“Kid, I never thought I’d lose a race to anypony but Applejack. Knowing that a filly bested me in the best thing I’m good at causes me embarrassment.”
Scootaloo pouted at the denial, but Rainbow held up a hoof and continued.
“However, I can admit that you won. Fair and square. So, I’d have to agree. Scoots, I don’t know how you did it, but you’re stronger and faster than me. It’s slightly terrifying. Knowing I’ve trained for years to hone my skills and athleticism. Yet, you’ve surpassed me. Not even a week ago, you were a frail little filly. Now you’ve got more strength and speed than I do. That’s insane!”
Scootaloo’s pout turned into a quick smile when Rainbow admitted she was inferior.
“But, just you wait, Squirt! I’ll train hard in The Wonderbolt’s academy and return to Ponyville stronger and faster than ever. So I expect a rematch. Another race. Understood?”
The young pony nodded ecstatically. She’d happily grant her hero a rematch. Walking closer to Dash, Scootaloo pointed at the laceration on Rainbow’s chest.
“I accept. But, let’s focus on that injury. I know you’re fine, but you should still get some cold water and ointment for it.”
Knowing it would ease her fillyfriend’s worries, Rainbow acquiesced. Dash planted a gentle smooch on Scootaloo’s lips and broke it immediately.
“Alright, babe. I’ll fix myself up, okay?”
Hearing her lover agree caused the younger pony to breathe a sigh of relief.
“Glad to hear it! C’mon. Let’s head out of here. I don’t like seeing this place unless it’s Monday through Friday.”
Dash laughed at the sardonic tone. Scootaloo asked Rainbow to lower her head. She obeyed and Scoots hastily placed her hooves on Rainbow’s cheeks. The orange pegasus kissed the cyan mare deeply.
The speedster moaned as she felt the filly’s tongue enter her mouth. Both lovers canoodled ardently. The weathermare wrapped a hoof around her girlfriend’s neck and pulled her close.
The kisses, while luscious and passionate, also served as desperation for Scootaloo. She knew after today, Rainbow would not be around for a month. Every smooch and peck was quickly committed to memory for the young pony. The filly began to gently weep. After Dash felt the warm tears on her muzzle, she pulled back in surprise.
“Babe! What’s the matter?”
“I’m gonna miss you, dingus! I don’t want you to go. It’ll suck without you here in Ponyville and knowing that you’re disappearing for a full month really bites. Of course, I wish you could stay with me, but I understand this is your dream, Rainbow Dash.”
“That’s very mature to say, Squirt. I’m sure it’ll be hard on you for a month. Knowing I’m not around. You’ll miss me, and I’ll definitely be missing you too. You’re right, though. My dream since I was even smaller and younger than you, was to be a Wonderbolt. This isn’t just a dream, but it’s my destiny. Don’t fret, though. One month will pass by quickly. Then I’ll come back, and we can catch up and have lots of fun again.”
“Do you promise, Rainbow Dash?” Scootaloo said, trying to blink tears away.
“I cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.”
Dash replied, gesticulating the mannerisms that come with a Pinkie Promise.
Despite warm tears cascading down her face, the filly wore a brave grin and walked out of the vicinity with Rainbow Dash. As they did, both made simple small talk and confessed their love.
“I love you, Rainbow Dash. From your hooves to the smallest hair in your mane. Every part of you is perfect and I’m so happy that we’re together.”
“I love you too, Scoots. You’ve cemented your name in my heart. There’s nopony else I can imagine myself with. You complete me.”
They kissed again. The deep passionate kiss lasted several minutes, before both lovers broke apart and gasped for breath. Blushing, they walked on.
After a small stop at the pharmacy, and administering the salve on her chest, Rainbow hugged Scootaloo goodbye. There were throngs of ponies bustling in the streets, so the lovers knew they couldn’t display romantic affection.
“I’ll miss you, Squirt! But my words are true. A month will seem like a day or two. Then I’ll return to Ponyville and get to see you again.”
Scootaloo sighed softly. Her emotions were a blend of content and regret. But, she recognized the veracity in Rainbow’s words.
“I’m eagerly anticipating that day, Rainbow Dash. Be safe and do your best out there. Good luck!”
“Thanks, kid! Stay in school and out of trouble, yeah?”
Rainbow broke the hug. Scootaloo nodded. Then, both lovers went separate ways.
Author's Note
Sorry for no updates in five weeks. Things happened. Life isn't always enjoyable. Anyways, enjoy this installment. Expect a chapter for the next three consecutive days too!
As Rainbow Dash meandered down the cobblestone road, hordes of ponies passed her, She aimlessly wandered, taking turns and corners at random. Her traipse was completely unfocused. She had spent the afternoon with Scootaloo and Rainbow noticed the sky was beginning to darken. Gray cumulonimbus clouds littered the sky and covered the airspace with a pattern of dark shadow. As she gazed upwards, she noticed some familiar pegasi were the ones responsible for the imminent torrential downpour.
“Hey! Cloudchaser! It’s me, Rainbow Dash. Down here!”
The purplish-gray mare turned her head to and fro, trying to locate the ominous voice.
Rainbow groaned and redoubled her efforts, yelling more audibly. “Down here!”
Cloudchaser peered down at the kaleidoscopic pegasus and gave her a cheerful wave, before flying down to greet her.
“Hi, Rainbow Dash!”
The cyan mare reciprocated the wave and regarded the purplish-gray pony. “Heya! How soon before this storm is active?”
Cloudchaser glanced at the team of pegasi collectively accumulating the cloud coverings and answered. “Maybe twenty minutes. It’ll be isolated. An hour of rain before the sky becomes sunny once more.”
Dash gave a nod of gratitude and said farewell. Cloudchaser returned to her weather duty as Rainbow sauntered on. After taking a right turn, she spotted another pony she recognized, and her meander became a promenade.
“Applejack!”
The orange mare’s ears twitched, hearing her name called. She glanced around the vicinity for a moment before her green eyes spotted the weathermare. Applejack gleefully greeted her friend.
“Howdy, Rainbow! What brings ya aroun’ these-”
The farmpony abruptly stopped speaking as her eyes fixated on the grayish hue of Rainbow’s mane and tail. She stared, mystified for a few moments before finding her voice.
“Uh, Dash? Didja dye yer mane or summin?
“Nah. I think it’s caused by a lack of energy lately. It’s not important. Look, the pegasi ponies are assembling a large storm cloud. Gales and cold fronts will arrive within fifteen minutes. You should head home.”
Applejack looked towards the sky and frowned. The gray clouds cluttered the horizon. She clicked her tongue in disapproval.
“Well, ain’t that a sour apple? Was a perfectly pleasant an’ sunny day. Ponyfeathers!”
“Cloudchaser says it’ll be a passing storm. An hour of rain and wind before it breaks apart. The sun will shine and coat Ponyville with its rays again.”
“Ah’m glad ta hear it's a quick sprinkle, Dash.”
Applejack glanced at the large, tall, stone exterior of the clock tower. She looked at the face and deduced from the analog hands that it was approaching six in the evening.
“Almos’ time fer supp’r, anyways. Mah apple cart is empty o’ produce. Ah was abou’ ta be headin’ home ‘fer ya showed. Are ya helpin’ the pegasi make the stormcloud, Dash?”
The speedster shook her head. “No. I was just walking around town. Preparing myself for tomorrow.”
Rainbow’s stomach gurgled and the farmpony chuckled at the audio emanating from her friend’s gut.
“Sounds like somepony is hungry, Dash.”
Rainbow Dash was silent, but the small tinge blush on her face spoke for her. In response, Applejack put a comforting hoof around Rainbow’s neck and chuckled.
“Hey, why the long face?”
Despite feeling slight embarrassment, Rainbow Dash couldn’t resist chortling at the demeanor of the farmpony.
“Yer welcome ta join. Yer practically family, Rainbow. There’s plenteh fer everypony. Yeh won’t be a bother.”
Rainbow paused for a moment and regarded the honest mare. She bobbed her head and accepted the invitation.
“I’d appreciate that, AJ. Thank you. I could definitely eat. What’s on the menu at Sweet Apple Acres tonight?”
Applejack removed her hoof from Rainbow’s neck and began to stroll towards the farm. She motioned for the pegasus to accompany her. After she did, the orange mare replied.
“It’s Sunday. Ev’ry Sunday is soup night. Quick, easy ta make, an’ perfect fer a brisk autumn night.”
As the friends walked, they made small talk. Applejack asked Rainbow about her expectations for tomorrow. Rainbow answered honestly, saying she was unsure what to fully expect. She told AJ that Spitfire was a mare she met before, and was a no-nonsense type of absolutist.
“Yer confident that ya’ll gonna be alrigh’ when ya begin?”
“Of course. While I may not know the private details of what takes place there, I’ve got the skills to stand out. I don’t foresee any difficulties.”
The pair discussed what lay ahead for Rainbow Dash for a few more minutes before the pegasus changed the subject.
“So, Applejack, how’s the farm doing this month? We’re midway through October. Is that a good profit month for business?”
“Ya bet! October is one o’ the best months fer the farm. Pumpkins, parsnips, sweet potatoes, celery stalks, jus’ ta name a few. We drum up lots o’ biz fer Sweet Apple Acres. Oh, an’ apples, o’ course! So many that get harvested aroun’ this time o’ year.
“Oh yeah? Which ones?” Rainbow challenged.
Smirking, Applejack listed the varieties. “Lesse, there’s Braeburn, Cameo, Empire, Evercrisp, Fuji, Gold Rush, Golden Delicious, Granny Smith, Ida Red, Jonagold, Macoun, Mutsu, Nittany, Northern Spy, Pink Lady, Rome, RubyFrost, Snapdragon, an’ Stayman Winesap.”
Rainbow blinked incredulously after Applejack listed not only the varieties, but in an alphabetized way.
“We haven’t eaten yet, and I already feel full of apples.”
AJ chuckled at her pal’s reaction and playfully socked her in the shoulder.
“Hey, a farmpony like Ah am, mus’ have lots o’ knowledge on all produce, ‘specially apples.”
Rainbow rubbed her shoulder in a jocular manner. The friends continued their trek back to Sweet Apple Acres. The wind billowed around them, causing the pair of ponies to shiver. Wanting to take her mind off the gales, Rainbow asked another question.
“Hey, AJ?”
“Yeah, RD?”
The speedster playfully rolled her eyes at Applejack’s imitation penchant and jokingly scoffed at her copying the acronym for their names.
“What’s the difference between a ‘grove’ and an ‘orchard’?”
Applejack did a double take at the cyan pegasus and gave her a look of incredulity.
“Why ya askin’ all these farmin’ questions fer? What? Thinkin’ if yer unable ta make it as a Wonderbolt, ya wanna work on mah farm?”
“Ha-ha.” Rainbow said dully and with a hint of snide in her tone, giving Applejack a shoulder punch, delivering the receipt for the earlier clout.
The honest and hardworking pony gingerly rubbed the spot where Rainbow Dash had hit. She grumbled before she answered.
“Iffin ya mus’ know, an orchard is preplanned plantin’ o’ trees that are maintained fer growin’ food. They’re cultivated on farms in organized rows ta help manage produce an’ make harvestin’ easier. Groves are smaller groups o’ trees that are found in natural settin’s like parks, gardens or forests. While orchards are formed fer agricultural reasons, groves are valued fer recreational or environmental stuff.”
Rainbow stared blankly at Applejack and murmured something incomprehensible. Sensing the pegasus’s confusion, AJ sighed and made it easier.
“Ta do summarizin’, orchards are cultivated plantin’ o’ fruit bearin’ trees fer sellin’ produce, while groves are small tree groups that naturally grow an’ seen in gardens, parks, an’ forests.”
“Oh! That makes more sense!” Dash replied chipperly.
“Happy now? Glad ya asked?”
Rainbow gave a sly smirk and shrugged her shoulders. Accompanying the gesticulation was a grunt of indifference. Applejack huffed and grabbed her stetson in a firm hoof, before whacking Dash over the head with it three times.
“Ow! Ow! Ow! Could you not clobber me with your hat, Applejack?”
Applejack put the stetson firmly on her head and glared at Rainbow with scrutiny.
“Hmph! Yer askin’ questions, then not bein’ ‘ppreciative when Ah answer ‘em!”
“I’m totally grateful, AJ. You gave me clear definitions and how to distinguish between the two. Now, if a mugger comes up to me and threatens to take all my bits unless I explain the difference between an ‘orchard’ and a ‘grove’, I’ll have you to appreciate when I keep my bits.”
Applejack listened to the speedsters sardonic reply with cynicism. Despite the mocking tone, the farmpony chuckled at the overly descriptive hypothetical scenario.
“Then ya’ll bett’r hoof ov’r ten percent o’ yer stash ta me for mah expertise.”
The air became colder and the wind blustered around them. AJ and RD shivered from the dropped temperature. Both ponies hurried to Sweet Apple Acres, eager to get out of the chilly outside elements. Applejack’s cart squeaked as the pony dragged it along the cobblestone road. Nopony else was around and the two friends looked at each other before Rainbow gazed at the carriage hitched to Applejack’s back.
“You know, without that extra weight, you could move at a brisker pace, AJ.”
The farmpony thought it over. Her family had another one, and, remembering what Dash said earlier, this storm would be a passing one. She twisted and shimmed her body free from her cart and stood adjacent to Rainbow.
“Boy, howdy. That does feel bett’r.”
“I bet! Besides, it’s not like anypony would steal it. I’ll come back and grab it once the storm clears up.”
“Mighty kind o’ yer hospitality, Rainbow Dash. Ah’ll hold ya ta that promise.”
The two friends shared a hoofbump, confirming the silent vow. After Dash scratched her nose, and Applejack stretched her hooves, the Element of Honesty and the Element of Loyalty galloped towards the farm.
Ten minutes later, they arrived at Sweet Apple Acres. Rainbow and Applejack walked through the white gate bedecked with shrubbery and five plastic apples. A wooden plank hung below the arch’s apex. The plank was woodworked, with an apple shape etched out of the board.
Rainbow eagerly looked around, taking great strides and absorbing the scenery. Her demeanor wasn’t unnoticed by the farmpony.
“Dash, ya alrigh’? Ya seem jumpier than a fruit bat durin’ zap apple season.”
The weathermare waved a dismissive hoof. “I’m fine, AJ. Just looking around.”
“Ya’ll been ta this farm many times, Rainbow.”
“Yeah, but I’m usually napping in the branches when I am.”
At this, Applejack squinted at the pegasus. “Fair.”
They passed the ornate stone well on the left, and the chicken coop on the right. A few hens clucked as the ponies traversed by.
Dash stood thirty feet away from the barn and gazed at the horizon. Twisting hills and curved knolls were eminences that commanded the farmland.
“Rainbow Dash? When yer done bein’ amazed at the grasslands, Ah’d like ta go inside.”
The pegasus gave a sheepish smile and an apology. She walked forward but abruptly stopped and gazed up at the farmhouse. It was a tall facility, composed of red color. There were some patterns embellished on all sides of the barn. Metallic roofing served as an awning atop the three story home. Potted plants ornamented the windowsills of the farmhouse.
Craning her head higher, Rainbow noticed a weather vane atop the ridge. A metallic red delicious apple sat atop the arrow. Peering closer, the speedster noticed the narrow end of the vane pointed to the west, signifying the direction of the wind.
Shuddering, Applejack called out to her friend again. “Rainbow Dash!”
“Sorry, sorry. Let’s go.”
Rainbow, with a burst of speed, ran towards the front door. She leapt over the three steps and landed on the top one. She raised a cyan hoof and was about to knock on the wooden door when Applejack groaned.
“Why ya knockin’ fer? Ah’m righ’ here, Rainbow. Ya can go inside.”
Abashed, Rainbow obliged and pushed the door open. The pair of ponies walked inside, and closed the door behind them.
Author's Note
Short chapter. Nonetheless, it's an update. Another coming tomorrow and a fourth on Wednesday. Big developments are happening soon. Stay tuned!
The Night Before The Big Day!
Rainbow sighed contentedly while standing in the parlor of the Apples’ farmhouse. There was a crackling blaze on the hearth. A roaring but comfortable fire released exothermic warmth into the room. The fire popped and sizzled within the stone fireplace. Watching the embers dance within the hearth made Rainbow Dash forget about the torrential and imminent storm.
That is, until a deafening, clamorous, roar of thunder reverberated in the weathermare’s ears.
“Looks like we made it just in time, AJ!” Rainbow enthusiastically said.
“Ah suppose yer righ’ on that one, Rainbow.” Applejack replied.
Dash’s eyes drifted to the many collages that adorned the yellow walls of the Apples’ living room. Past memories of the family, including the ones that she hadn’t met, or heard the name of, were organized carefully in the photomontage.
Seeing Rainbow walk forward to get a closer inspection, the farmpony matched her gait and joined the pegasus near the wall.
“Sum o’ mah cousins. Long lost kin. Ah think there’s a few o’ Granny’s nieces an’ nephews too. We Apples got a huge family all ov’r Equestria.”
Rainbow released a low whistle to signify her impressiveness. “You ain’t kidding, AJ.”
The two friends stared at the photomontage for a few moments, with Applejack pointing to various ponies, and explaining their relation and names.
Suddenly, a new voice joined them.
“Well, naw, ya’ll didn’ mention we wuz havin’ a guest fer supp’r, Applejack.”
Turning, Rainbow recognized AJ’s grandmother. Granny Smith, the compassionate and elderly mare, gave Rainbow a wrinkly smile, while a twinkle shimmered in her amber eyes.
“Apologies, Granny. Things jus’ sorta happen’d so fast, an’...”
The lime-green senior Earth Pony released a gentle teasing titter at her granddaughter's stammering behavior, and, with strained effort, placed a hoof on the farmpony’s shoulder.
“Applejack, Ah’m teasin’ ya. We Apples are fine hospitable ponies.”
Applejack and Granny Smith nuzzled each other, glad to share a loving family moment. The orange mare readjusted her stetson before replying.
“Ah know, Granny. We’ve been that way fer generations. Ah’ve invited Rainbow fer supp’r mahself.”
Rainbow watched as Granny Smith scratched her ear before blinking at AJ.
“Invited who now?”
Applejack put her hoof around her grandmother’s neck, and, with her fetlock, gently pushed Granny Smith’s head, to direct the older mare’s attention on the pegasus standing in the parlor.
“Rainbow Dash. Ya know, one o’ mah bes’ friends?”
The octogenarian’s eyes bulged as she studied the kaleidoscopic weatherpony. Taking a few steps closer to Rainbow, the elderly mare spoke up.
“Oh, right! Rainbow…”
Sensing Applejack’s grandmother had forgotten her name, she supplied, “Dash”.
“Crash. Yer, mah granddaughter’s friend, Rainbow Crash, yes?”
Rainbow’s eyes widened at the faux pas and she hastily shook her head. Mortified, as it reminded her of her nickname as a filly, she quickly attempted to rectify the mistake by repeating her name.
“No! Dash!
“Dash, Ah will, filly. Mus’ check on supp’r.”
The speedster watched incredulously as Granny Smith hobbled into the kitchen. The weathermare’s pupils became pinpricks and she stammered in disbelief.
Before Applejack had time to comfort her embarrassed pegasus pal, the elderly mare’s voice echoed from the kitchen to the living room.
“Applejack. Rainbow Crash. Soup’s on!”
Chortling, Applejack put a comforting hoof on Rainbow’s shoulder and gave her friend a nod of understanding.
“She means well, Rainbow. Granny ain’t as sharp-wit these days. Don’t take it ponysally.”
Slightly vexed, but empathetic, the cyan mare nodded. Then, the two of them sauntered into the kitchen.
Granny Smith was standing in front of a white stove. A large pot was boiling on a coil. Dash sniffed the air curiously, detecting the odor of carrots, celery, pumpkin, and beetroot. The combination of aromas caused the pegasus’s stomach to growl and her mouth to water.
Hearing it, Applejack playfully poked Rainbow in the ribs, and jested. “Fergive the ironic idiom, bu’ yer soundin’ hungry as a horse.”
The pun caused Rainbow’s muzzle to curl into a grin. She reciprocated Applejack’s ribpoke and replied to the farmpony.
“What gave it away? The drool? My gurgling stomach?”
Before Applejack could respond, Granny Smith interjected and walked over to the two mares.
“Hey, now. Supp’r chatter happens ov’r the table, little ponies. C’mon, an’ pour yerselves a bowl.”
Applejack gaited to the stove and grabbed a wooden bowl, offering it to Rainbow Dash.
“Guests first.”
Walking over to join Applejack, Rainbow had just grabbed the bowl when a high-pitched and shrill voice spoke.
“Applejack? Granny? We’ve gotten a guest tanight?”
The sound of a chair shuffling on a hardwood floor echoed in the kitchen. With a grunt, the source of the voice pushed themselves off the chair and landed erect. As the hoofsteps trod on the floor, the voice spoke again.
“Oh! Howdy, Rainbow Dash.”
The prismatic-maned pegasus cast a downwards gaze and stared into the face of Applejack’s younger sister. Apple Bloom cheerfully gave the speedster a friendly smile.
Rainbow flipped her mane cooly and greeted the filly. “Hey, Squirt.”
“Sorry Ah didn’ recognize yer voice. Ah would’ve greeted ya frum the table, bu’ Big Mac’s too girthy. Couldn’t see ya.”
Applejack, Rainbow, and Apple Bloom turned towards Big Mac, who was sitting at the table. Bashfully, he nodded.
“Eeyup. Lotta muscle.”
The three ponies chortled at the stallion’s response. Apple Bloom grabbed a package of sliced bread from the pantry before joining her family, and their guest in the kitchen. After flinging the package on the table, she leapt back in her seat.
“Thanks for having me here, Applejack. Appreciate the food, Granny Smith.” Rainbow said respectfully while filling her bowl.
“Don’t mention it, sugarcube. Yer always welcome at Sweet Apple Acres, Rainbow.” Applejack replied.
“She’s right, little filly. Any pal of mah granddaughter is practically family.” Granny Smith supplied.
After Applejack and Granny Smith filled their bowls, the farmpony scooched Apple Bloom’s chair closer to the table. The filly shot her sister a grateful smile.
The Apples, and Rainbow Dash sat at the large, elongated, cedar dining table and happily dug into the delectable cuisine.
The speedster placed two cyan hooves on the wooden bowl and brought the meal to her muzzle. Rainbow’s lips parted and she tilted the soup dish upwards. The broth was fantastic, made of the stock of celery, carrots, and beetroot. Chunks of pumpkin, carrots, celery, and beetroot littered the soup. Salty, savory, and delicious.
After a hearty gulp, Rainbow politely wiped her muzzle with a napkin and addressed Granny Smith.
“Ma’am, this soup is the best I’ve ever had!”
The elder pony couldn’t resist blushing from the praised compliment. However, she maintained her modesty and waved a dismissive hoof.
“It’s jus’ an old family recipe, goin’ way way back. Probly eight generations.”
Applejack eagerly dove into the meal, as did Apple Bloom. Meanwhile, Rainbow continued to praise the dish.
“Well, I’m glad it did. For just soup, this is really delicious.”
The farmpony chuckled at Rainbow’s overzealous commended approval. Apple Bloom passed out bread for everypony at the table. Big Mac ate in silence.
Rainbow dunked her bread in the soup as the conversation turned. Apple Bloom was informing her older sister how school was going. Dash tuned it out.
Eventually, the conversations fizzled, and the rest of dinner passed in silence. Afterwards, Rainbow did the dishes with Applejack as Big Mac cleaned the table and tidied up the kitchen. As the two mares worked, Applejack turned to Rainbow Dash.
“So, yer really headin’ out tomorruh, yeah? What time are ya expected, Dash?”
Remembering the missives instructions, Dash answered the orange mare. “Nine a.m. sharp.”
“Ah know this is sudden, bu’ wouldya wanna stay the night, Dash? We wake up at five a.m. daily. Ah’d be sure ta wake ya.”
“Sure! The farmhouse is closer to my destination than my cloudominium house, anyways. I’m game!”
Rainbow’s energetic smile turned into a look of despair. Applejack caught on.
“Hey. What’s the matt’r, Dash?”
“My saddlebag! I packed it with provisions I’d need. The acceptance letter, a toothbrush, other important sundries. I left it at home!”
Applejack frowned and grabbed the bowl from Rainbow’s hooves.
“Go git it, featherbrain.”
The farmpony gazed out the window, noticing the sunny weather. It’d be less than an hour before night fell. She was reticent a moment before turning back to Rainbow Dash.
“Bring back mah cart too, Rainbow. Ya rememb’r where Ah left it?”
Dash nodded and gave Applejack a salute.
“I’m on it. Will be back in a jiffy.”
The speedster jumped out the window, landing erect. After saluting Applejack again, she kicked off and soared high. Her wings flapped eagerly, causing the pegasus to rise higher in altitude until the honest mare couldn’t see her any longer.
Sighing, she dried the bowl and muttered her slight disdain for Rainbow Dash.
“Dear Faust, Dash. Yer one o’ mah best friends, but yer also the most unorganized pony Ah know.”
Thirty minutes passed before Rainbow returned. She parked the cart in the barn, next to a few hay bales. Then she grabbed her saddlebag. Tossing the strap over her head, she sauntered to the front door and knocked on it.
A moment later, Applejack opened it and allowed the pegasus inside again.
“Ya got everything?”
Rainbow Dash opened the saddlebag and peered inside.
“Let’s see. Acceptance letter, toothbrush, picture of my best friends, confidence, my awesomeness, determination, and ambition. Yeah, that’s everything, AJ.”
Applejack socked Rainbow in the shoulder playfully. “Yer such a smart-flank, Dash.”
The pegasus puffed her chest out pridefully. “I embrace that, AJ.”
Closing the door, the Element of Honesty rolled her eyes and gestured upstairs. Rainbow looked at the staircase. Wooden boards comprised the steps. There were twelve of them that led to the second floor.
“Yer welcome ta stay in mah room tonight, Dash.”
“You know, Applejack. We’ve been friends for years, and I’ve never seen your room.”
“Well, iffin yer so curious, Ah’ll show ya. Not much ta it, though.”
The two element bearers ascended the staircase, being careful to not step on any splintered pieces. The boards were dilapidated, and Applejack explained she’d been meaning to replace them for weeks.
“Jus ain’t got the time. Runnin’ the farm with mah kin got me ragged. Bu, it’s always worth it.”
After mounting the stairs, both ponies took a left. Applejack directed Rainbow to enter the second room on the right. The pegasus complied.
Inside was a sleigh bed. The curved headboard and hoofboard sat immaculately polished. The bed was swathed in a multi-colored patchworked quilt. Two soft cotton pillows adorned atop the bedspread. Besides the farmpony’s bed, was a small nightstand. Three photos were framed and displayed.
Applejack noticed Rainbow’s interest and showed her friend the photographs.
“Ah got one o’ mah family. Naturally. Ah think everypony should have a portrait o’ their kin. Reminds em where they come frum, ya know?”
Sensing she was rambling, the country pony shook her head and explained her other two photographs.
“Course, Ah got one o’ mah best friends, too. Rememb’r this one, Dash? Happened after the weddin o’ that Princess Cadence an’ that Shinin’ Armor, feller.”
“Psssh. How could I forget? Rarity went way overboard with the ensembles.”
Chuckling, AJ nodded in concurrence. “She could design a naturally flyin’ dress, an’ still ‘ave summin ta fuss about.”
After Rainbow laughed, she pointed a cyan hoof to the last photo. “Who’re they, Applejack?”
The Element of Honesty sighed in melancholy. Staring at the photo, she slowly slid her hoof over the faces of the two ponies captured in the photograph.
“Mah ma an’ pa. Nev’r met ‘em. They passed when Ah was still a foal. Couldn’ta been more than six months.”
Rainbow’s breath caught in her throat. Applejack had never mentioned her parents to their friend circle. The speedster reached a cautious hoof to envelop AJ’s neck. Dash embraced the farmpony in a tight hug while rubbing her back comfortingly.
“I had no idea. I’m sorry, Applejack. And, sorry if me asking who they were made-”
AJ quickly shook her head and smiled softly at her pegasus friend. She quietly gathered her thoughts before replying.
“Nah, ya didn’t upset me, Rainbow. Sure, it’s hard ta talk ‘bout ‘em, what with them bein’ gone an’ all. But Ah keep their photo on mah nightstand so they cun see me grow an’ become a mare they’d be proud of. Ah see ‘em every mornin’ an’ night. So, in a way, it’s like they never left.”
Rainbow blinked a few tears away. The small anecdote Applejack shared had tugged at her heartstrings. The speedster attempted to reply without doleful tone, but the pauses in her words announced Rainbow’s emotions.
“That was…. sincerely….. heartwarming….. Applejack…. you’re such……a…….”
The hardworking mare softly shook her head. “Hush, Dash. Ya need not cry fer me, Rainbow. Ah’ve released enuff o’ mah own fer a lifetime.”
Dash swallowed a lump in her throat as the Earth Pony spoke again.
“An’ ‘sides, Ah wanna look at ‘em an’ smile, not be distraught. Bu’ ‘nuff o’ that. Ya got a big day tomorr’. Thinkin’ it’s time ta hit the hay.”
Wiping her eyes with a cyan hoof, Dash bobbed her head in agreement. Then, in a rare display of super sappy affection, the speedster put a hoof on AJ’s shoulder, and complimented her.
“I’m grateful to have a friend like you, Applejack. Thank you for putting up with me so often. I know it can be a headache. But, I truly am appreciative to you and the rest of the girls for your friendship.”
The heartfelt words made Applejack grin and she hugged the pegasus. Playfully, the farmpony noogied Rainbow’s kaleidoscopic mane.
“Yeah, yeah. Jus’ stop bein’ such an impulsive an’ boastful pony, kay?”
Rainbow hastily agreed and Applejack relented, releasing her friend.
“So, git comfy, an’ git some sleep, kay? Ah got summin ta do in the orchard ‘fore it gets too dark. Ah’ll wake ya at five.”
The Element of Loyalty shot her friend a beholden grin, then dropped her saddlebag by the bed. With Applejack nodding encouragingly, the cyan mare reached a hoof to the quilt and pulled it back. Rainbow lay in Applejack’s bed and tucked a pillow under her head. Then, she pulled the quilt to her chin.
‘Comfy, sugarcube?”
“Exceedingly so, AJ.” Dash replied with a yawn.
The country pony chuckled and turned around. She began to walk out of the room, but Dash called her name. She halted.
“Yes, Dash?”
“I know you said there ‘wasn’t much’ to your room. But only a bed, a nightstand, and three photos? It’s pretty barren.”
Applejack expressed mocked anger. “Hey! Ah’ve got curtains too.”
The orange mare pointed to red velvet curtains that bedecked her window. Dash briefly glanced at them before staring at Applejack. Raising an eyebrow, she responded.
“Seriously?”
AJ sauntered through the doorway and poked her head back into the room. Smirking, she conversed with Dash again.
“Ah’ve got a closet, too. Might small, bu’ it’s part of mah room.”
Curious, Rainbow sat up, and asked, “What’s in there?”
The smirk plastered on her face, AJ replied, “Dust.”
Dash lost it. She laughed, chortled, guffawed, cackled, and giggled. Her audible hysterics echoed around Applejack’s room, causing the farmpony to grin.
As Rainbow lay back down, she clutched the quilt and pounded a hoof on the bedspread. In the midst of her frenzy, the speedster managed to sputter.
“Pinkie Pie, eat your heart out. That was a brilliant joke.”
“Now that ya got the giggles out, Dash, Ah strongly urge ya to sleep. Big busy day fer ya tomorr’ at the academy.
Realizing Applejack’s words were full of exactness, the pegasus released another yawn. Languor began to cause enervation.
“G’night, Rainbow Dash.”
“Good night, Applejack.”
Applejack shut her bedroom door. Rainbow heard the distinct sounds of Applejack’s hooves trotting away and listened as her hoofsteps descended the stairs. Stifling another yawn, Rainbow closed her eyes and prepared for needed rest.
Within ten minutes, the pegasus was snoring in Applejack’s bed, dreaming about what would occur tomorrow.
Author's Note
This, and the past two chapters aren't related to the plot of this fanfic. After time away, I wanted to progress on this story. While not directly relevant to the diegesis, this chapter and the previous two, could be tied in to occur between the overall plotline. Regardless, the next chapter, and many subsequent ones, will be apropos to the storyline of this fanfic.
This chapter contains some hopeful comedic moments, and a heartfelt moment with Applejack. Bring some tissues for both sets of tears, fillies and gentlecolts.
The crowing of the rooster reverberated in the ears of the orange Earth Pony. Applejack slowly opened her eyes in a drowsy stupor before sitting up in bed. The honest mare rubbed them to become more alert. Small beams of Celestia’s sun were beginning to scintillate, causing angled refractions of light to dance around Applejack’s room. The ambience in Equestria was still dark; it’d be nearly another hour until the sun was at its zenith.
Spotting the multicolored pegasus slumbering next to her, Applejack whispered hoarsely.
“Rainbow Dash.”
The snores of the speedster were the only response. Applejack sighed and tried again, with a louder tone.
“Rainbow Dash!”
Dash replied with a grunt. Applejack believed Rainbow was beginning to stir awake, but the pegasus turned over and pulled the patchwork to her chin.
“Fer Pete’s sake!” Applejack huffed with indignation.
Sighing, Applejack got out of bed and walked to the other side. She gingerly reached out a tender hoof and shook Rainbow Dash gently by the shoulder.
“Dash. It’s mornin’. Wake up.”
Rainbow waved a hoof weakly in response while being totally asleep. Shocking Applejack, the cyan mare replied in her slumber.
“Sure, I’ll have some pancakes. Lots of syrup please.”
The farmpony blinked in surprise at the response and she groused.
“Goshdarn it, Dash. Conflab it!”
An idea came to the Element of Honesty and she left her room. The pony strolled through the second story of the farmhouse before descending the staircase. Once on the ground floor, Applejack sauntered to the kitchen. Grabbing a tankard, she placed it on the counter before opening the fridge door. A large pitcher of cider was clutched in her hoof. With careful accuracy, she poured the liquid until it nearly reached the brim.
Balancing the tankard cautiously in her hoof, the Earth Pony scaled the staircase and re-entered her room. Not surprisingly, Rainbow was still sleeping. Applejack ambled towards her pegasus pal and held the tankard of cider underneath Rainbow’s nostrils.
“Dash. Ah brought yer breakfast.”
The pegasus, despite being asleep, could sense the cider in front of her. She sniffed the aroma softly. Then, she gave a deeper sniffle as the odors were absorbed. The kaleidoscopic pegasus peeked an eye open and looked down. Applejack chuckled at her friend.
“Is that cider? Real, delicious, Sweet Apple Acres cider?”
“Ta parody mah broth’r…”
Applejack cleared her throat and attempted to impersonate Big Macintosh. With a deep, baritone voice, she replied.
“Eeyup.”
Dash tittered at Applejack’s humor and gratefully took the tankard. AJ released her hoof from the handle and Rainbow gleefully chugged the contents in three hearty gulps. The weatherpony licked her lips happily, enjoying the aftertaste of the frothy fermented beverage.
“Thanks, AJ. I need a drink to steel my nerves.”
“No problem, sugarcube. Ya bet’r git goin’, though. Ya got less than fer ‘ours.”
Dash nodded and got out of bed. Stretching her hooves, she released a yawn and prepared herself for the day ahead. Applejack approached her, clutching Dash’s saddlebag over her pastern. Rainbow gratefully took it and gave AJ the tankard. After a farewell hug, Rainbow stood near the window.
“Well, I’m off, AJ. See you and the girls in a month”
“Go git ‘em, tig’r.”
Rainbow flew out of Applejack’s bedroom window while the farmpony waved goodbye. After Dash was but a speck in the altitude, the honest mare began her daily work schedule.
Dash grinned with enthused excitement. Here she was, now a certified Wonderbolt, going to her first day at the Wonderbolt Academy. Grinning victoriously, she flew through Ponyville, eager to arrive at the academy and begin her training. The temperature was brisk; a cool fifty-five degrees. Despite a slight shiver, it didn’t deter the Element of Loyalty. Rainbow pressed on, passing familiar buildings and businesses from her high aloft in altitude.
A few ponies were already bustling and beginning their day. Rainbow glanced at the small group, recognizing them as the coterie trio who enjoyed gardening. Daisy, Roseluck, and Lily. Neither of them noticed the pegasus soaring above them. Dash didn’t have time to stop and chat affably, anyways. With vigorous energy, she flapped her wings harder, accelerating in speed. She grinned wildly to herself as the familiar elements of velocity and freedom coursed through her body.
The sun was slowly rising over the horizon of Canterlot. Rainbow could barely notice the outskirts of the capital city. Canterlot lay in the center of Equestria, and Dash was required to traverse through it to get to her destination. From Ponyville, to Canterlot, to Cloudsdale.
Five miles east of Cloudsdale. High altitude.
Rainbow mentally repeated the instructions on the missive. She’d keep her eyes fixated on her surroundings and knew she’d locate the academy. Energy surged through her, and the pegasus was full of unbridled anticipation. Spotting Sugarcube Corner ahead, Rainbow’s stomach rumbled. She hadn’t eaten anything since the delicious pumpkin, beetroot, celery, and carrot soup from last night. Nodding, she told herself that a quick pit stop for a bite for breakfast would only take a minute or two.
She landed on the step outside of the bakery and opened the door. The bell jingled as it announced her presence. Pinkie Pie was behind the counter and cheerfully called to her friend.
“Good morning, Rainbow Dash!”
“Morning, Pinks!”
The peppy, indefatigable pink pony cheerfully waved at her pegasus pal. Dash reciprocated and drifted toward the counter.
“I’m on my way to the academy, Pinkie. Need a quick breakfast for some extra energy. I know Sugarcube Corner just opened, but do you have anything available.
Nodding fervently, Pinkie’s poofy mane began to untangle. The pink coiffure became straightened and a large amount covered the pony’s forelock.
“How about some cupcakes, Dashie?”
Rainbow contemplated that choice for a brief moment before shaking her head and declining.
“A bit too early for sugar for me, Pinkie. What else you got?”
Pinkie pouted that her initial idea was rejected before she ran rapidly in a small circle behind the counter. When she finished, her mane was back to its usual shape and texture.
“All better!” Pinkie said chipperly.
Chalking it to Pinkie Pie being Pinkie Pie, Dash chortled and bobbed her head in agreement. Rainbow playfully rolled her eyes at the over-the-top antics of the Element of Laughter.
“Well, I just took some blueberry muffins out of the oven. Piping hot but super duper fresh and yummyrific!”
With conviction, Rainbow pointed her hoof towards Pinkie and squealed her approval. “Yes! Two of those and a glass of milk, please!”
No sooner were the words out of Rainbow’s muzzle did Pinkie reappear behind the counter. She gently placed the paper bag and glass of milk near the speedster.
“Four bits, Dashie.”
Rainbow paid and took one of the muffins from the bag and slid it towards Pinkie.
“Here! I only bought two so we could share anyway.” Dash said, smiling at her buoyant friend.
Pinkie was touched and gratefully took the second blueberry muffin. The mare stared at it for a moment, then looked towards Rainbow Dash.
“Y’know, speaking of blueberry muffins…”
“Yeah? Sup, Pinkie?”
“Well, I noticed that the muffins are different. Sometimes, there’s clusters of blueberries on the sides. Other times, there’s a dozen more blueberries on one muffin, but not the other.”
“Uh? So?”
Pinkie’s expression turned serious and she bounced to demonstrate the urgency in her words.
“So, I mentioned this to the Cakes one day. I said to them, ‘From now on, I want there to be an equal amount of blueberries in each muffin.’”
Dash stared cynically at her effervescent friend and repeated the second part of Pinkie’s sentence. “An equal amount of blueberries in each muffin…”
The two ponies stared at each other until Dash broke the silence by speaking again.
“Do you know how long that’s going to take?”
Pinkie gasped and her eyes sparkled with amazement. “Hey! How’d you know that’s what the Cakes said?”
Before Rainbow could retort, Pinkie uttered, “Then I told them ‘ I don't care how long it takes. I’ll put an equal amount in each muffin.’”
Dash drank her cup of milk as Pinkie spoke. After the cup was drained, Pinkie gave the weatherpony a cheerful grin and said, “So I did. Now there’s exactly twenty-two blueberries in each muffin.”
Pinkie shook the bag upside down and put the blueberry muffins side by side to demonstrate her point.
“Go ahead and count them, Rainbow Dash. I’m sure there’s forty-four blueberries between both.”
Rainbow, buffaloed by Pinkie’s tomfoolery, hastily shoved one muffin back in the bag.
“Another time, Pinkie. I need to head to the Wonderbolt Academy. Gotta Dash!”
She took the bag in her hooves, cantered out of the bakery, and took to the skies.
Rainbow chomped through the blueberry muffin in four bites. She crumpled the paper bag and shoved it in a pouch of her saddlebag. The sun was rising faster over the horizon. Rainbow’s wings flapped in a frenzy, The rest of the trip out of Ponyville was uneventful. She didn’t encounter any pegasi who wanted to chat. In the distance, Canterlot was coming into view.
Dash marveled at the infrastructure and architecture of the capital city. She’d only been here four times.
The Gala, Fighting Discord, Twilight’s Birthday, The Wedding.
Rainbow recited the experiences she had in Canterlot, slightly amazed that she hadn’t many memories here. Unlike Ponyville, there were more throngs of ponies active. The upper-crust, imperial, high class, busied the streets of Canterlot, chatting amicably amongst themselves. Dash paid them no mind. Her wings flapped, gliding seamlessly in the wind’s direction.
Canterlot Castle came into view. Rainbow knew Princess Celestia was inside, governing, and ruling with a sovereign hoof. A plethora of Royal Guard ponies surrounded the immaculately tall structure. By a brief estimate, Rainbow counted eighty. Equestria would be well protected if a situation were to arise.
Nearly as quickly as it appeared, Dash passed the castle. The pony moved with a pep in each wing thrust. A few pegasi, not recognizing Rainbow as a native to Canterlot, attempted to interpose her way. While they maintained a friendly demeanor, Rainbow was pressed for time. She hastily apologized to a red-coated stallion with a light-green mane, and a purple mare with a dark-blue mane. When the two ponies heard that she was heading to the Wonderbolt Academy, they wished her luck, and Rainbow eagerly thanked them.
Pressing forward, the train tracks became visible. As she flew, she could see a train stop several hundred feet ahead. A few ponies entered the caboose before the train sputtered and hissed before it puffed along the tracks.
Just relax, Dash. You can do this. You’re fierce, cool, and a totally awesome flier. This is your dream. This is everything you’ve trained hard for. Be confident, not afraid. You’ll only get one chance for a great first impression. Besides, you’ve met Spitfire before. You’re aware of what she’s capable of. Breathe and focus. Nopony else has the skillset you do. You’ve got a hoof up on the other cadets.
Steeling herself, Rainbow eagerly flew through more of Canterlot. Buildings and ponies whizzed by. The weatherpony grinned as her velocity increased. The momentum made her feel truly free and alive. She lived for the rush of speed.
More of Canterlot passed in a blur. She didn’t discern any objects or sights that were interesting to give a second look. Soon enough, Canterlot was behind her. Cloudsdale was on the horizon. Rainbow could see the accumulation of different cloud coverings. Cumulus, nimbostratus, altocumulus, stratocumulus, and cirrostratus clouds were an abundance in Cloudsale. Many homes and businesses were supported by the clouds.
Streams of rainwater and rainbows descended from their respective nimbostratus and cumulus clouds. Each layer of the city was packed with tufts of the dense water vapored objects. She began feeling nostalgic, with bouts of homesickness plaguing her; it'd been years since she had properly visited her hometown.
Wonder how everypony that I remember is doing?
She shook her head to regain her focus on flying. A visit would have to wait. Nothing, right now, was more important than getting to the Wonderbolt Academy on time for her first day as a Wonderbolt recruit. She shifted her saddlebag to make her wings more comfortable.
Hordes of pegasi waved to Rainbow Dash as she soared over the city. Some were on the clouds, while others were gliding through the air. Dash recognized a few of them. Clear Skies and Merry May were approaching her with a cheerful grin. The Element of Loyalty waved to them jovially. They reciprocated and flew alongside her momentarily before striking up a conversation.
“Rainbow Dash! It’s been years.” Merry May stated matter-of-factly.
“Nearly three. I’m a resident of Ponyville these days.” Dash replied.
“What’re you doing in Cloudsdale? Visiting old friends?” Clear Skies inquired.
“Nah. I’m actually passing through on my way to the Wonderbolt Academy. Great to see you two again, though. When I’m not so busy, I promise to come back to Cloudsdale and properly catch up with you both.”
They stared at the Wonderbolt Academy student with wonderment. Both were silent for a fleeting few seconds before offering their support.
“Congrats, Dash! Always knew you’d follow your dreams.” Clear Skies stated.
“Yeah! I remember you always stated your desires so adamantly, and with unwavering aspiration.” Merry May added.
“Well, yeah. I’ve worked hard to accomplish my fillyhood dream. Now that I’m so close, I can practically taste that Wonderbolts uniform!”
The three shared a laugh at the imagery before Rainbow posed a question.
“The missive Spitfire sent said that the academy was located approximately five miles east of Cloudsdale. Am I headed in the right direction?”
The two sadly shook their heads.
“Change your course thirty degrees at four o’ clock.” Instructed Clear Skies. “You’re about seven miles away.”
“Yeah. What she said. Keep your bearings straight, Dash, and good luck. We’ll be rooting for you.”
After thanking the two pegasi, Clear Skies and Merry May left Dash to resume her flight to the Wonderbolts Academy. Whistling a pleasant tune, the cyan mare eagerly adjusted her position to the correct angling. Her eyes squinted and she licked her muzzle expectantly. Whatever would happen today, Rainbow intended to do her best.
The remainder of her sojourn in Cloudsdale was uneventful. Humdrum was copious. Soon, Cloudsdale was behind her, and Rainbow kept her eyes fixated on locating the academy. She turned her head eagerly, looking desperately for the sought after destination. All she saw in front of her were many cumulus clouds. Some were listlessly floating through, while a large clustering had obstructed her view and impeded her way. Groaning, she barreled through the assemblage.
After gliding through the agglomeration, she wiped the remnants of clouds that clung to her mane and body. Once clear of the debris, Dash looked forwards and gasped. A large runway was visible. Many ponies were gathered on the airstrip, doing various exercises. Rings, hoops, flags, and Wonderbolts memorabilia had bedecked the area in profusions.
Rainbow beamed in rejoiced exhilaration and observed the conglomerate of ponies at the academy. She descried a few ponies jogging next to a facility. Turning her head to and fro, she espied additional scenes. She watched a group of pegasi make loops in a cloud hoop. Four stern stallions marched in unison. Four pegasi were doing wingups. A drill instructor tallied the pull-ups that a navy-blue stallion was completing. As she surveyed the area, a wave of determination coursed through the speedster. She squinted in excitement and spoke to herself.
“Aww, yeah! This is going to be sweet!”
Dash eagerly absorbed the sights, craning her neck and eyes, trying to view everything at once. Suddenly, a loud, booming, and commanding voice shouted up at her.
“You! The cyan mare with a rainbow mane. You’re out of uniform, cadet. Come down here posthaste and explain yourself!”
Rainbow immediately complied and descended her altitude. She came to an inert stop three feet from the drill sergeant that had bellowed at her. He was a brown pegasus stallion with a grayish mane. The stallion gave Rainbow a scrutinized look and she put a hoof up to elucidate.
“Sorry, um, Mister…” She trailed off, becoming mum a moment before the drill instructor spoke his name.
“Cyclone Twist. Why are you out of proper cadet uniform?”
“Name’s Rainbow Dash. Pleasure to meet you.”
Rainbow held out a hoof, but the stallion ignored it. He cleared his throat and tapped his hoof impatiently. Sensing the tension, Dash quickly clarified.
“I received a letter from Spitfire that denoted my acceptance to join the academy. It didn’t mention a prerequisite of meeting with anypony else beforehoof. I’ve just arrived and all I know is to be prepared at nine, Sir.”
The stallion’s tone softened. He regarded Rainbow with a gentle demeanor. Cyclone Twist smiled at the speedster and asked to see her missive.
Dash put her saddlebag down and opened it. Her hoof moved items aside until she found the letter. Once complete, she offered it to him.
The drill instructor unfurled it and briefly skimmed through it. His blue eyes met the magenta ones of Rainbow’s and the stallion nodded.
“Identity confirmed. Come, Rainbow Dash. You’re an hour early. It’s great that you’re punctual, as it allows time to review some things and be fitted for your flight suit. Follow me, and we’ll get you measured to find your appropriate size. Apologies for possible hostility. The Wonderbolts are military, so their inner functions are classified. One can't blindly trust anypony around top-secret information.”
"I completely understand. No worries, Cyclone Twist. Please, lead the way."
He performed an about-face and began to walk away. Rainbow followed him to a sepia colored building. There was a painted uniform on the front door. A sign above indicated it was a tailor shop. Cyclone Twist motioned with a hoof for Rainbow Dash to go inside. With a breath, she prepared herself to begin her experience at the Wonderbolt Academy. Her hooves ascended the three stairs and she pushed the door open. She glanced at the stallion. Seeing a nod, she went inside.
Author's Note
Here it is! The fourth of four consecutive daily chapters. Hope ya'll enjoyed the huge progress. Dash has finally entered the academy! What will become of her? Will Scootaloo be okay for the next month?
Stay tuned!
A bell jingled upon entering. The interior of the tailor’s shop was immaculate and orderly. An ornate, gigantic, wooden mirror stood luxuriously across from the door. The sumptuous object was resplendent and opulent. Multiple flight suits were hung properly, ensuring no creases would occur. Measuring tape and a sketchpad were carefully placed on a small table near the mirror.
Dash studied herself for a moment in the mirror. She took a small respire to calm her nerves. It seemed so long ago that she expressed her earnest yearning to join the elite flying Wonderbolt team to her friends. Now, she had one hoof in the door. Behind her, Cyclone Twist entered, causing the bell to ring again. Rainbow diverted her attention to him.
“Isn’t somepony supposed to be here, Cyclone Twist?’
“Threadcraft is very attentive. I’m certain he just-”
Just then, a burgundy hoof appeared from the double doors of the backroom of the tailor shop. The stallion emerged and greeted Cyclone Twist. The two exchanged pleasantries before he regarded Rainbow Dash.
“A new recruit? Training under the supervision and overseeing of Captain Spitfire? Good luck. She can be auster. Spitfire is a no-nonsense, strict, harsh pony when it comes to The Wonderbolts. She has a great heart, but her severe firm demeanor causes trepidation from new recruits.
“Thanks for the warning, Threadcraft. I’ve previously met Spitfire and we got along just fine.
“Spitfire is a different pony off the runway, cadet.”
“I’m certain she is. But my flying skills will speak for themselves. Captain Spitfire won’t have any reason to single me out.”
“Well, you seem quite confident. If you’re raring to go, let’s get you measured for your flight suit.”
Gesturing to the dozens of duds, the stallion walked forward. Rainbow followed in his hoofsteps until Threadcraft instructed her to stand on the small rostrum. Rainbow obliged the tailor and stood, idly, on the raised platform. She gazed at herself in the mirror again. In the reflection, she noticed the stallion grab the measuring tape.
“The flight suits are a mix of fabrics. Each one is expertly hoof crafted and composed of sixty-five percent spandex, thirty percent cotton, and five percent polyester. The mesh is breathable, comfortable, and ergonomically designed to not hinder any flight or aerodynamics.”
Threadcraft took Rainbow’s chest measurement and shoulder measurement. Recalling the figure, he sauntered to a small notebook by a desk and recorded the numbers. He took Rainbow’s trunk measurement and jotted it down. The wingspan measurement followed.
Rainbow was silent. As Threadcraft worked, the speedster couldn’t help but be reminded of her modiste friend, Rarity. This fashion stuff was a lot of poppycock to Rainbow. Still, the weathermare respected the professionalism of the craft and remained observatory and laconic.
The armlength, armhole, bicep, forearm, and wrist measurements all came in rapid succession. Dash watched the stallion write the numbers down. She was slightly curious about the figures, but didn’t speak.
Less than five minutes later, Rainbow was standing off the rostrum. Threadcraft was looming over the multiple flight suits available. He shifted his gaze repeatedly to the recorded measurements and the unclaimed garments. The stallion hoofed through a few, before stopping. Taking another peek at the written numbers, then back to the flight suit, he smiled.
“Found the perfect one for you, cadet. The measurements of your wingspan, chest, shoulders, and armhole perfectly match this garment. Go ahead and try it on.”
He carefully removed the article of clothing from the hanger and held it up to Rainbow. She put it on and admired herself in the mirror. As she gazed at her reflection, Dash silently admitted that it was cozy and a perfect fit. She grinned with exuberance. With the suit, Rainbow told herself that she was one step closer to her dream.
“Looks like a perfect fit. Are you snug?” Threadcraft asked.
“Definitely. So comfortable and light. Feels like I’m not wearing anything.” Dash replied.
“I get that response often. The suits are designed to maximize a pegasus’s acceleration, speed and aerodynamics while minimizing drag, torque, and friction.”
Dash nodded at the eggheaded explanation. She didn’t fully understand, but it sounded like the suit did a lot of good. That’s all she cared about. The speedster appreciated her image in the mirror another fleeting moment before offering her gratitude to the stallion tailor.
“Thanks, Threadcraft. What do I owe for the suit?”
“Owe? Cadet, these are supplied by the academy. There’s no cost to rent these garments.”
Rainbow grinned sheepishly and released a small low chuckle.
“Oops. That’s embarrassing. Well, thank you for finding the perfect one for me.”
“That’s what I’m here for. Don’t forget these.”
He hoofed Rainbow Dash a pair of goggles and patted her on the shoulder.
“Don’t be nervous. I tell every recruit that I fit for a suit to do their absolute best. Show your fullest capabilities.”
“Appreciate it, Threadcraft. Where am I expected to wait for Spitfire?”
“Exit the facility, and take a right. Follow straight for three minutes and you’ll pass a large and black two story building. That serves as the barracks and mess hall. Turn left at the fork and the airstrip comes into view within two minutes.”
Rainbow nodded gratefully for the instructions and donned her goggles. The mare pushed them upwards and allowed them to remain inert atop her cranium.
“Got it. Thanks for everything.”
“Good luck to you, cadet.”
Rainbow left the tailor shop to embark on her journey. As she closed the door, she heard faint murmurs between Threadcraft and Cyclone Twist while they conversed.
Five of nine o’ clock, the hopeful suited-up Wonderbolt Cadets were lined up on the runway. Rainbow Dash craned her head to stare at the other optimistic ponies. Looking left, she noticed two ponies she didn’t recognize, followed by four she did. Thunderlane, Blossomforth, Cloudchaser, and Bulk Biceps. To her right, stood an unfamiliar mare. The pegasus bore a coat with a light turquoise palette. Her mane had two hues and was separated by alternating striped streaks of harvest gold and brilliant amber. Her irises were a saturation of brilliant gamboge.
The aforementioned pegasus felt like she was being gawked at. Quickly, she turned her head and stared at Rainbow Dash. The speedster hastily looked away. The cadet on her right lingered her gaze a fleeting moment longer before she stared straightforward. Dash furtively keeked again at the cadet and noticed her cutie mark contained a white lightning bolt and three yellow stars.
A tap to her shoulder diverted her attention. Rainbow Dash turned to find Cloudchaser, who had walked past Bulk Biceps to greet her, beaming affably. Rainbow acknowledged her with an amiable expression.
“Hey, Cloudchaser! We’ve worked together on the cloud team in Ponyville for eight months. I never knew you yearned to be a Wonderbolt.”
“Heya, Dash! I hadn’t told anypony because I worry they’d laugh or dismiss my goal. I’m a solid flier, but I know The Wonderbolts want the best. Kept my muzzle shut, and applied secretly.”
Rainbow and Cloudchaser shared a hoofbump at the mutual congenial respect they shared between them. However, as Rainbow opened her muzzle to reply, a booming, authoritative voice bellowed in a commandeering tone.
“Lookie what we got here.”
The throng of optimistic Wonderbolt Academy recruits quickly fell in. They recognized the voice of Spitfire, Captain of The Wonderbolts. Each of them stood at attention, listening quietly, as her hoofsteps approached. There was a tacit, tense, silence in the air. Every cadet immediately understood that Spitfire commanded respect. Flanked by two taciturn stallions, Spitfire moved at a quick pace, marching up to the cadets.
“Bet you all think you’re Wonderbolt material, don’tcha?”
With a confident grin, Rainbow stood, watching Spitfire pass. The brilliant gold coated mare held an enjoining ponysality. The cadets felt the stern, succinct, direct energy of the drill sergeant. Collectively, they shouted out.
“Yes, ma’am!”
Spitfire turned on her hooves and walked past the crowd. She flickered a brief gaze to the mare on Rainbow’s right, then to Rainbow. The Wonderbolts Captain scrutinized each optimistic applicant as she walked with gusto past them.
“Think you have what it takes to be an elite flier?”
In unison, they replied earnestly. “Yes, ma’am!”
Spitfire stood fifteen feet in front of Cloudchaser and gazed at a pair of pegasi doing flight drills. Then, in a booming voice, shouted to the crowd.
“Well then, let me be the first to tell you…”
Spitfire flew forward and pressed an aggressive hoof in Thunderlane’s chest. Her voice was terse and boisterous. Thunderlane swallowed nervously as the drill instructor bellowed.
“You don’t!”
Rainbow peeked around Bulk Biceps’ bulk biceps. The speedster observed the interaction stoically. Spitfire’s eyes immediately shifted to the moderately cerise ones of Rainbow. Dash hastily removed her gaze and stood to attention. The weathermare felt Spitfire’s eyes peruse her but she didn’t return the stare.
“If you had what it took to be an elite flier, you’d already be a Wonderbolt!”
Rainbow allowed herself another peek and saw Spitfire standing in front of Cloudchaser. The Wonderbolts Captain was glaring at the pegasus.
“Still think you’re something special?” Spitfire challenged.
Cloudchaser crumpled immediately. Her knees quivered at the interaction, and, with a dismissive shake of her head, replied.
“No ma’am.”
Spitfire turned her attention to the large, white, stallion to Rainbow’s right. Bulk Biceps stood with confidence. His chest puffed to showcase his muscular form. The brilliant gold coated mare flapped her wings to become aloft. Hovering inches from Bulk Biceps face, she spoke to him.
“You think you’re hot stuff?” Spitfire challenged.
Bulk Biceps lowered himself to the ground in an obsequious manner. Spitfire grinned and turned her attention to Rainbow Dash. She peered into Rainbow’s face to survey the mare’s reaction before giving the speedy pegasus a lookover from hooves to mane. The drill sergeant then gave a provocation.
“You look like you’re the worst flier in the whole academy. You’d probably quit after the first day”
Rainbow glowered while her eyes squinted in defiance. Despite meeting Spitfire before and becoming acquainted, Rainbow felt Spitfire’s gaudy and ostentatious demeanor was how she treated all new cadets. Without hesitation, the sporty, nimble pegasus shot back with a tone of vexation.
“No, ma’am. I’d never quit, ma’am!”
Dash held a determined glare as Spitfire studied her expression. Spitfire, though she scoffed, gave a small smile before walking to the unknown pegasus to Dash’s left.
“What about you? Bet you couldn’t fly past the first flagpole without getting winded.”
“Try me, ma’am.”
Spitfire lowered her shades to peer at the hopeful cadet. The drill sergeant replied with incredulity.
“What’s that?”
Rainbow broke her fixated gaze. Alarmed, she peeked at the turquoise pony. Dash noticed the aforementioned pegasus stepped closer to Spitfire in an eager display to demonstrate her capabilities and defend herself from the Captain’s slander.
“Let me show you what I’ve got, ma’am.”
The two ponies stared at each other for a laconic moment. Rainbow shifted her stare to look forwards at attention. Her ears twitched as the conversation progressed.
“Oh? A chance to prove yourself, huh?”
“Yes, ma’am!”
“Well then, now’s your chance.”
Spitfire turned towards the group of cadets and regarded all of them with a commanding order.
“Give me five-hundred laps.”
She flapped her wings and quickly rose in altitude. The mare screeched out louder, demanding full attention and obedience.
“All of you!”
The throng, aside from Rainbow and the unknown pegasus on her left, groaned in displeasure. The murmuring only exasperated Spitfire’s commanding attitude.
“Now!”
Spitfire blew her whistle and the hopeful cadets took to the skies. Rainbow Dash and the unknown pegasus led the band. The troop flew with purpose and hoped to satiate Spitfire’s demanding tone.
Scootaloo sat in Cheerilee’s class. The filly was bored and missing her marefriend, Rainbow Dash. She found it unimaginable to focus on today’s lesson of fractions. Dully, she stared at her teacher; though her heart kept flicking back to Rainbow Dash. Occasionally, the filly would sneak a peek at the clock. Currently, it was half past eight. Scootaloo wondered what Rainbow was up to.
“Scootaloo?”
The filly felt a sharp painful jab in her ribcage. She released a gasp of surprise and turned to the pony who was responsible. Apple Bloom was giving Scootaloo a sheepish grin.
“What was that for?”
“Well, uhm, ya’ll was bein’ silent, an’ Miss Cheerilee called yer name three times.”
Cheerilee cleared her throat. Scootaloo gazed at the cerise schoolteacher. After a bashful apology, Scootaloo asked what the schoolteacher needed her for.
“You seemed so deep in thought, staring absentmindedly at the blackboard. Can you tell me and the rest of the class the answer, Scootaloo? If you add one-half to one-half, what does it equal?”
Scootaloo was reticent for a moment as she desperately attempted to do the mental calculation. She could feel the eyes of the class on her.
Cheerille stood at the blackboard waiting patiently for the vivacious pegasus to reply.
“I think the answer is one, Miss Cheerilee.”
The cerise mare grinned proudly at the younger pony. Nodding her head, she expressed her praise.
“Correct! Can you tell the class how you reached that answer?”
Scootaloo nervously shuffled her hooves but followed her schoolteacher’s request. Sitting at her desk, she pointed a hoof to the pie charts that Cheerilee had illustrated to help with the lesson.
“Well, I’m imagining the fraction in an actual way. Like if you take a cookie and rip it in two pieces. Each side is half of the original thing. So one half of the cookie, plus the other half equals one whole cookie.”
The class laughed at the image. Even Cheerilee managed a small smile. Grinning at her class, the mare nodded in understanding and stepped forward to elucidate.
“You’re not wrong, Scootaloo. But let me show you the mathematical way of adding fractions instead.”
As Cheerilee picked up the chalk to teach, the recess bell rang. The congregation of schoolponies earnestly ran out to enjoy their free time. Cheerilee wished them a fun time and reminded her class to return in thirty minutes.
Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom huddled on the school grounds. The Cutie Mark Crusaders were glad to have time together to chat as they hadn’t seen each other in several days.
“How’d Manehattan go with Rarity, Sweetie Belle?” Scootaloo asked.
“Awful! I mean, great for my sister and all, but I found it unbearable. Fashion and shopping. Blegh.”
Sweetie Belle gesticulated an exaggerated dry heave. Her cheeks bulged and she stuck her tongue out in disgust. The action caused her two best friends to laugh at the display.
“Aw, c’mon. Ah bet it wasn’ all bad, Sweetie. Ya’ll got time ta spend with yer kin. ‘Sides, ain’t Rarity been a bett’r sis since we all went campin’ a bit ago?”
“Yeah. She doesn’t dismiss the idea of spending time with me anymore. Still, shopping for fabrics and fashion stuff isn’t my idea of sisterly bonding.”
“Guess Ah can’t disagree, Sweetie Belle.”
Wanting to change the subject, Sweetie looked at Scootaloo and playfully poked her friend in the midriff.
“So, you ever find out what that item was that we discovered in the Everfree Forest?”
Scootaloo paused. She trusted Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, but didn’t feel fully comfortable telling her what she had been up to.
“Well, not exactly, Sweetie Belle. But, Rainbow Dash has been helping me study it.”
Scootaloo smiled. It wasn’t a total lie, but not the total truth either.
“Rainbow is helping you? Huh. I would’ve thought Twilight would be the pony to talk to about possible magical items.”
“I’m sure she would help, but Rainbow insists it stays between us. Whatever that object is, Rainbow told me to not tell anypony else.”
Apple Bloom stared at the small orange pegasus. She flattened her own mane with a hoof before speaking to Scootaloo.
“Hey, Scootaloo? Rememb’r how we agreed ta share whatev’r that was?’
Scootaloo, seeing where this conversation was headed, quickly interjected.
“I know, Apple Bloom. I’m not trying to hog it. But, Rainbow and I are certain we’re close to finding out what the item is. Wouldn’t you both want to borrow it when we all know what it does?”
Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom shared a look. They nodded concurrently.
“Ah guess that would be bet’r.”
“Yeah. It seemed interesting. When you know what it is, please tell us.”
Scootaloo nodded in agreement and gave a small sigh. She was relieved to hold onto the item as it caused a lot of fun between her and Rainbow Dash.
“I will. Promise. But Rainbow is currently at the Wonderbolts Academy. She’s not returning to Ponyville for a month.”
“Hang on. A month? You want us to let you keep it another month?”
Scootaloo, realizing how unfair it sounded, gave a small sigh. She regarded her two best friends and spoke in a pleading but earnest manner. The ebullient pony told Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle that if they agreed to the terms, Scootaloo would relinquish it permanently once her and Rainbow fully understood the object’s capabilities.
“Well, since you mentioned you’re both close, it’s fine with me, Scootaloo. Besides, I don’t want us to fight over stuff.”
“Ah agree with Sweetie Belle. Bu’ when ya’ll discov’r what it is, do ya reckon Ah could try it out?”
“Ooh! Ooh! Me too!”
Scootaloo flickered her gaze between her two best friends. She was silent for a brief moment to mull over the idea. Then she gave a silent nod, causing the two fillies to cheer excitedly.
At that moment, Cheerilee poked her head outside and instructed the class to head inside. Filles and colts released sad murmurs but obeyed. One by one, the little ponies shuffled inside. Scootaloo sat between Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. The vivacious orange pegasus thought of her marefriend once more as Cheerilee resumed the lesson.
Rainbow Dash and the unknown pegasus flew in perfect synchronization as they performed Spitfire’s order of five-hundred laps. The two ponies soared happily through the skies. As they passed Cloudchaser for the 337th time, Spitfire told Rainbow and the unknown pegasus they had completed lap 499.
“One more lap to go!” Rainbow said cheerfully.
She shifted her eyes to the left and stared at the fellow pegasus. Both ponies shared a look of understanding at the tacit implication. Rainbow’s eyes squinted with excitement as the other pony spoke.
“You’re on!”
They zipped through the skies, each attempting to complete the five-hundredth lap first. Clouds passed in a blur. The wind whipped their manes and tails, but it didn’t deter either pony. At times, Rainbow was in the lead. At others, the unknown pony was ahead. Turning a corner, past a few altocumulus clouds, the pair saw Spitfire and two unidentified officers waiting at the finish line.
Both desperately flapped with as much vigor as they could muster. The 500th lap was nearly completed and each pegasus wanted to emerge victorious in their little impulsive race. Rainbow and the unknown pegasus barreled towards the drill sergeant and her assistants. The speedster won, while the other pegasus finished, barely a second behind.
“Five-hundred!” Spitfire shouted.
The two racing pegasi screeched to a half in the runway. Both looked at the other in a sign of respect. Spitfire walked by them and spoke.
“Not bad. For a couple of newbies.”
Rainbow could hear the jibing in Spitfire’s voice and playfully rolled her eyes. The unknown pegasus spoke to Rainbow.
“Name’s Lightning Dust.”
“Rainbow Dash.”
The two gently smacked wings as a greeting. Lightning asked Rainbow if she wished to get some chow in the mess hall. Rainbow eagerly agreed.
Over the course of the next week, Lightning Dust and Rainbow Dash were constantly at the top of the class. The two cadets were frequently looking to prove themselves to Spitfire. Arriving at the runway one morning, they noticed that Spitfire was standing in front of an unknown object. It was covered by a large purple blanket. Spitfire’s assistants stood on the side of the item.
“The Wonderbolts are the fastest and best precision flyers in the world. Spin outs can still happen. When they do, a Wonderbolt must be able to recover quickly.” Spitfire instructed.
One of Spitfire’s assistants took the blanket in his mouth. He chomped down to hold it steady, then leaned his body in order to remove the covering.
“This is the dizzitron. It’s gonna make you very, I repeat very dizzy.”
Rainbow stood, excitedly gazing at the dizzitron and was anxious to try it. Lightning Dust stood next to her and had an equally shared expression on her muzzle.
“Your task is to try to recover and fly straight again as soon as possible.”
Dash and Dust glared defiantly at the dizzitron. The pair of pegasi were eager to face the challenge as it was another way to showcase their talents. They shared a small stare and a silent nod as Spitfire spoke again.
“Once you have recovered, you must come in for a smooth landing.”
The drill sergeant observed the cadets and ambled towards them.
“Now, who’s first?”
Rainbow and Lightning raised a hoof to the ear. Both bore confident grins and eagerness radiated from them. However, Spitfire paid them no attention and pointed to Blossomforth.
“You! You’re up.”
Blossomforth gaped at the command.
“Me?” She repeated, while looking past Spitfire at the dizzitron.
“Now!” Spitfire barked.
Blossomforth quickly flew to the contraption and slid snugly inside the large metal bar that served as an impromptu holding pad.
“Ready?” Spitfire asked.
Blossomforth looked nervously around before donning her goggles. She gulped nervously and replied with as much bravado that could be mustered.
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Go!”
One of Spitfire’s assistants pulled a lever to initiate the contraption. Blossomforth spun repeatedly as the throng of cadets watched. After several seconds, Spitfire shouted her order.
“Release.”
A lever was pushed. It caused the metal bar to retract into the dizzitron and, using centripetal force, launched Blossomforth out of the device. She spiraled towards the sky at a rapid pace. It took several seconds for her to straighten up and fly right back towards the runway.
As Blossomforth slid along the airstrip, Spitfire clocked her timer and announced to the other cadets.
“Huh. Fifteen seconds. Decent. But I wouldn’t go writing home about it. Who’s next?”
Rainbow put her hoof to the sky again. This time, Spitfire called her up.
“Alright, Rainbow Dash. Let’s see what you got.”
“Yes, ma’am!”
Rainbow exuberantly flew to the dizzitron, landing in the space allotted of the metal bar. She donned her goggles then put her fetlocks over the metal. Her eyes squinted in excitement as she waited.
“Okay, go!”
Rainbow spun repeatedly in an elliptical motion. Blurred images of her fellow ponies and the landscape were barely recognized due to the acceleration.
A few silent seconds passed before Spitfire commanded.
“Release!”
The bar retracted and Dash was thrust to the sky. Her reaction time was a big improvement from Blossomforth’s. Despite initial unsteadiness, she easily broke through it and touched down on the airstrip in six seconds.
“Six seconds? That’s an academy record.” Spitfire said incredulously.
Blossomforth told Rainbow that she made the exercise look easy. Dash, in a typical brazen moment, replied that she makes everything look easy.
Spitfire called on Lightning Dust to go next. The pegasus complied and entered the dizzitron. However, before Spitfire could initiate the exercise, Lightning Dust spoke.
“Ma’am? Could you set this to maximum speed? I want to push my limits.”
“You sure you know what you’re asking, newbie?”
“Yes, ma’am!”
Spitfire sighed and instructed her assistant to set the dizzitron to the highest setting. The stallion turned a crank and the gadget moved to the apex option.
“Okay. You asked for it.” Spitfire warned.
Lightning Dust was spun around faster than the other cadets. When Spitfire demanded the release, the turquoise pony reached the airstrip in six-and-a-half seconds. The Wonderbolt Captain commended the pegasus for her time. Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust shared a hoof bump.
An hour later, the exercise was complete. Dash and Dust facilitated as the other cadets attempted to perform flight exercises. However, the others were deeply enervated and couldn’t properly do so.
“Nopony even came close to six seconds.” Rainbow Dash said.
“They should make us Wonderbolts right now.” Dust replied.
“Yeah they should.” Dash replied with a laugh.
The trod hoofsteps of the Wonderbolt Captain pervaded through their ears. Both cadets turned towards Spitfire. The drill sergeant observed all the cadets and spoke.
“Listen up! For the rest of the camp you’ll be working in pairs. Tomorrow morning, I’ll post the teams. It’ll specify who will be the lead pony and who will be the wing pony. Good luck.”
Lightning Dust turned to Rainbow and scoffed.
“Like we’re even gonna need it.”
The two laughed and shared a hoofbump.
The next day, the charts were posted in the mess hall. Rainbow Dash walked through the area and spotted Blossomforth and Cloudchaser. She couldn’t resist, and, with a teasing tone, spoke.
“So, which of you lucky gals gets to be my wingpony?”
Both pegasi tittered and turned to each other. This caused Dash to stammer in confusion.
“What?”
“You might want to check the wall.” Cloudchaser replied.
Dash sauntered to the chart and pushed a pony aside. Seeing herself listed as a wing pony made her repeat dumbfounded.
“A wing pony?”
As she walked away dejected, Lightning Dust stopped her. The turquoise pony put a comforting hoof on Rainbow’s shoulder.
“They made us a team. Isn’t that awesome?’
Rainbow kept a brave face until Lightning Dust closed her eyes in glee. Then the kaleidoscopic-maned pegasus appeared crestfallen.
Author's Note
Here's a new chapter. The Wonderbolts Academy Arc is progressing well. Don't worry, smut lovers, your yearned filth will be coming soon.
After lunch that day, Rainbow sat at a table. A pen was held in her mouth and she stared at a roll of parchment. The speedster missed her friends, and, remembering her promise to write, began drafting a letter.
Dear Everypony,
I’ve arrived at the academy. Spitfire’s training regime is not to be taken lightly. Though, I can handle it. There’s seven other cadets and she’s been running us ragged to toughen us up. I’m still here for another three weeks but I miss everypony. I long to see my friends, co-workers, and more! Don’t worry. I’ll continue to be awesome and blow Spitfire’s mind with my flashy moves and radical style. When I return to Ponyville, I’ll be twenty percent cooler. Pinkie, be sure to update me on all the things I’ve missed while throwing me a welcome home party. Fluttershy, we're getting together for lunch when I return. Applejack, be sure to brew some fermented cider to celebrate my homecoming. Rarity, since I miss you, and you’re a great friend, I’ll swallow my pride. Spa day? Twilight, keep being an egghead. I jest. I tease you often, but I do respect all you do. Continue studying. I don’t say it often, but I am grateful for your friendship, everypony. See you in a few weeks!
Your Friend,
Rainbow Dash
After she put the rolled-up parchment into the outgoing mail box, Rainbow Dash marched with determination towards Spitfire’s office. She was anxious and eager to find out why the drill sergeant had elected to make her a wing pony.
Spitfire knows my skills. Heck, I saved her, Soarin, and Rapidfire from plunging to their doom nearly two years ago in the Best Young Flyer Competition. Doesn’t make sense to put somepony with my awesomeness as a lame wing pony.
En route to her destination, Rainbow was plagued by constant intrusive thoughts in her mind. The speedster was resolved to comprehend Spitfire’s decision. She took a left after the barracks. Walking another two minutes, Rainbow found the building. It was identifiable from the large letters that bedecked its outer side stating it was the Captain’s Office.
One of Spitfire’s assistants stood guard by the front door. Dash approached the stallion and vocalized her business. The stallion nodded and opened the door. Waving her forward with a flick of his hoof, Rainbow entered.
She found Spitfire sitting dutifully at her desk. The Wonderbolts Captain was stamping her hoof on Wonderbolts memorabilia to autograph it. Her expression was stoic. Rainbow observed for a moment to watch Spitfire repeat the action half a dozen times.
The drill sergeant raised her head and held eye contact with the cyan pegasus. After she facilitated Spitfire raise an eyebrow in a tacit manner, the speedster broke the silence.
“Permission to enter ma’am?”
Spitfire looked down and completed another three hoofstamps before dully replying.
“What is it, Rainbow Dash?”
Rainbow didn’t waste a moment. She hastily stepped inside the office, and, with urgency in her voice, pleaded her case to the yellow pegasus.
“I had the best time on the dizzitron. Only six seconds.”
“And?” Spitfire replied lethargically.
Another two hoofstamps were administered by Spitfire. Rainbow watched the meticulous repeated pattern.
“And you made me a wing pony!” Dash replied angrily.
In the middle of a hoofstamp, the Wonderbolts Captain paused. She raised a hoof to her orange shades and took them off. Furling the temples down, she glared with irritation at the brazen speedster.
Rainbow gulped at the expression. Spitfire appeared outraged and Dash tentatively took a wary hoofstep back.
Oh crap. She looks pissed.
Spitfire leaned forward on her desk; her hooves pressing together comfortably. She regarded Rainbow with a mixture of ire and sternness.
“Because I believe you and Lightning Dust will be an unstoppable team. Do you disagree?’
Rainbow’s muzzle contorted in an ‘o’ shape as she rapidly mulled over the query.
“Yes ma’am. I mean, no ma’am. I mean…”
Dash quickly sighed before looking with an expression of tenacity at the yellow pegasus.
“We’ll be an unstoppable team, ma’am.”
From behind her desk, Spitfire gazed stoically at Rainbow Dash.
“Then what’s the problem?”
The two mares held eye contact for a fleeting moment before Rainbow answered the question. Glowering briefly, but feeling determined, Rainbow gave her candid opinion. She spoke succinctly and to the point.
“I think that I should be the lead pony, ma’am.”
Spitfire scoffed at the notion. She raised an eyebrow and stared with dubiety at the bold pegasus.
“And I think Lightning Dust likes to push herself a little harder than you do. That’s why I made her lead pony. Understood, cadet?”
Rainbow was floored. Her ears flattened before lowering dejectedly to the sides of her cranium. She opened her muzzle to retort a rejoinder, but all she could muster was a pithy response.
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Good.” Spitfire stated dully.
Dejected, Dash trotted out of Spitfire’s office. Spitfire followed a moment later. The cyan pegasus sluggishly ambled the path back to the airstrip. She stood on the tarmac and joined her teammate, Lightning Dust. Both mares looked at each other for a moment before Lightning Dust smiled and held up her golden lead pony lapel. Rainbow smiled affably to her teammate, but Dash felt crummy.
Spitfire stood in front of the duo and addressed the cadets. Her demeanor was fierce, commandeering and booming. She instructed the throng of ponies that they’d be divided into two teams and participate in a flag hunt.
“Whoever finds the most flags of the opposing team’s color will win.” Spitfire said.
Rainbow and Lightning put on their goggles to prepare for the task at hoof. Both pegasi were eager to showcase their abilities and prowess to the Wonderbolts Captan.
“This is for training purposes.” Spitfire explained. “This is not recess. Lead ponies and wing ponies must fly together. If any pair splits apart, they will be immediately disqualified. Am I understood?”
Rainbow Dash raised her fetlock to her temple and saluted the fierce Captain.
“Yes, ma’am!” All cadets said concomitantly.
“Then let’s go!” Spitfire declared.
The yellow pegasus blew harshly into her whistle to start the competition. Both teams immediately kicked off the tarmac covered airstrip and took to the skies.
After a brief conversation to ensure both were ready, Lightning and Rainbow, in synchronized precision, propelled themselves forwards at high acceleration. They scoured the landscape for any red flags. As they flew, Lightning Dust took erratic turns and movements seemingly at every corner. Rainbow followed the pattern.
“You spotted any flags yet?” Lightning Dust groaned.
“Not yet.” Dash replied.
Rainbow looked down and located a red flag in the crevice of a large crack in the ground. She excitedly pointed it out to Lightning Dust.
“There’s one!”
“Good eyes!”
Both mares descended towards the object. The pair of pegasi ponies were approaching the fissure at rapid speed. Rainbow noticed and urged Dust to slow down.
“We’re both not going to make it at this speed.”
Dust waved a haughty dismissive hoof before arching her body at a perfect 180 degree angle. The sudden shift in angular momentum caused the turquoise pony to enter the aperture without difficulty.
However, Dash wasn’t so lucky. Because of Spitfire’s ruling that the lead pony and wing pony must fly closely together, she didn’t have enough time to angle her body to avoid a large wooden branch sitting atop the hole. With a shriek of pain, Rainbow felt two feathers dislodge from her appendage.
They lowered themselves into the chasm and Rainbow watched Lightning Dust eagerly clutch a red flag in her hooves. The team returned to the airstrip and Lightning Dust stood proudly in front of Spitfire.
The yellow drill sergeant noticed the pair and announced the two had found the first flag.
After Lightning dropped the flag at Spitfire’s hooves, Rainbow fell to her haunches for a brief respite. Her attention turned to her injured wing. The speedster softly grazed it with a hoof as Lightning ran towards her.
“Come on. Let’s find some more!” Lightning Dust urged.
Rainbow winced while clutching her wing. She felt a sharp pain course through it.
“Sure. Just give me a second.”
Lightning Dust ascended ten feet from the airstrip and looked at Dash. She chided the rainbow-mane pegasus.
“Oh, you’re fine. It’s just a scratch. We’re burning daylight here.”
Rainbow stared dumbfounded at Lightning Dust’s claim. Her head shifted towards Spitfire.
The brilliant gold pegasus raised an eyebrow while scanning Dash with a gaze of incertitude.
RD looked back at her teammate and tried to appear robust. Flapping her wings warily, she replied.
“Y-yeah. Right behind you.”
Dash joined Dust back in the sky to hunt for flags. The pegasi combed the environment carefully. Within half an hour, Dash and Dust had won the competition, having found eight flags to the two found by Bulk Biceps and Cloudchaser.
Spitfire announced the end of the competition and all ponies landed on the runway. She instructed them to return to the mess hall and they complied.
It had been twenty-seven days since Rainbow’s tenure began at the Wonderbolt Academy. While being a wing pony felt shameful, Dash tried to make the best of it. Her resolve to prove herself never faltered.
She received another chance at ten that morning. Spitfire had instructed the cadets that their next task was to showcase their cloudbusting skills.
Finally! This is what I do in Ponyville for work. Cloudbusting should be a breeze!”
Rainbow felt extremely confident. She flew in sync alongside Lightning Dust to perform Spitfire’s assigned assignment. The duo soared through the sky, jovially bucking all cloud types. Cumulus, status, altocumulus, and cirrus clouds disappeared due to their pegasi magic.
One of Spitfire’s assistants was keeping a tally of each team’s progression. Dash peeked at the scoreboard and noticed herself and Lightning Dust were leading by an impressive fifteen tallies.
Both punched a pair of cirrus clouds and the assistant chalked another two marks on the chalkboard. Lowering their altitude, they barreled a small assemblage of ten altocumulus clouds. Rainbow Dash skillfully weaved through five; her bristles sliced them in half. Lightning Dust pinballed herself along the other five and kicked the tufts to make the clouds disappear.
Flying in sync again, Dust spoke to her teammate.
“I have an idea on how we can literally blow away our competition.”
Dash craned her head to the right and gawked at the other cadets. All were doing their own preferred method, though none would reach the score she and Lightning held. Rainbow noticed this and voiced her displeasure.
“But we’re already way ahead.”
Lightning Dust rolled her eyes at the ripost and Dash felt a piercing scowl.
“Are you in or not?” Dust brashly asked.
Lightning Dust likes to push herself a little harder than you do. That’s why I made her lead pony.
Spitfire’s earlier words reverberated in Rainbow’s head. The speedy pegasus squinted her magenta eyes in determination. With a fortitudinous amount of sitzfleisch, combined with an overwhelming urge to prove her fierce tenacity, Rainbow nodded.
“I’m in!”
“Great! Then follow my lead.”
The two teammates angled their bodies upwards and flew in harmony to a listless cirrus cloud. Both pegasi flew with rapid acceleration in an elliptical pattern. After several seconds, a twister began to form from the impetus. The tornado began to suck in a few clouds as it bore through the skies.
Rainbow and Lightning were able to control the tornado by consistently flying at top speeds. The cyclone continued to efface the agglomeration of clouds in the vicinity. Things were ordinary for a fleeting moment before Lightning cried out in dismay.
“I can’t control it!”
No sooner had the words left her muzzle did the turquoise pony shoot out of the tornado’s eye. The centrifugal force was too much for Dash to handle too. Like her teammate, Dash was whisked out of the eye.
The tornado moved of its own volition, powered by the kinetic energy from the two pegasi’s impetus. It traversed through the grounds, ripping up the tarmac and destroying clouds.
Delirious from the impact of her body landing roughly on the grass. By pressing her hooves down, Dash wearily looked at the twister. Horrified, she watched as it engulfed a familiar purple balloon with a floral pattern.
The cyclone spun the balloon at a rapid pace until the rope on the hot air balloon snapped. The momentum caused the occupants of the balloon to quickly cascade downwards.
Rainbow, realizing the screams of the five ponies in distress belonged to her best friends, shrieked in terror.
“No! This isn’t happening!”
Quickly responding to the misfortune, she steadied her equilibrium and soared hurriedly to the scene. Passing the other cadets, Rainbow relayed what was occurring and employed them to assist her endeavor.
“Best friends. Falling to doom. Can’t fly. Help me. No kersplat.”
The speedster kept an observable keen eye on the direction the five mares were plummeting. After taking a shortcut through a small cavern, Rainbow found a bundle of cumulus clouds and speedily aggregated them into a tight compacted mass.
Her friends shrieked in despair as they plunged, but Dash’s makeshift cushion acted as a trampoline. After stopping their descent, the clouds sprung the ponies upwards and caused them to shriek again.
Luckily, sans Lightning Dust, the other cadets sprang into action. Each pegasi carefully caught the plummeting ponies. Thunderlane clutched Rarity protectively. Twilight was held by Blossomforth. Cloudchaser grabbed Fluttershy. The unknown stallion clasped Applejack under her forearms. The unknown mare seized Pinkie Pie the same way. Bulk Biceps caught a plummeting package that fell from Pinkie’s hooves.
All ponies returned to the ground and Rainbow galloped towards her best friends. She stared at each of them with worry and relief.
“Are you girls okay?”
After assuring the speedster that they were hale, Twilight and Applejack hugged the cyan mare.
Rainbow nervously stared down at the weary form of Pinkie Pie. The mare twitched as Rainbow called her name, before turning her head to gaze at her friend.
In dramatic fashion, tears welled inside of the pink pony’s eyes. She reached up and grabbed Rainbow around the neck. Staring into the magenta irises of her friend, Pinkie spoke.
“You remember me!”
Rainbow blinked in confusion before replying.
“Well, yeah. Of course I do!”
Pinkie jumped up while cradling her hooves around Dash’s nape. The speedy pegasus put a hoof under Pinkie’s back to hold her aloft.
Dash turned to her best friends and asked what they were doing here. Applejack mentioned they intended to bring a care package but were unaware their friend would be in the midst of a twister drill. Rainbow gently put Pinkie down until the mare stood erect.
“That. Was. Awesome.” Lightning Dust cheered as she joined the other cadets.
“Awesome?” Rainbow challenged. “Are you fucking serious?”
Her best friends gasped at the unfiltered colorful language. Dust raised an eyebrow, but it didn’t deter the speedster. Her aggression of Lightning Dust’s reckless actions erupted and she lay into her teammate with a barraged rant of her past behaviors.
“You made me clip my wing. You have no cognizant awareness for the protection of fellow cadets. You unleashed a tornado that nearly demolished my best friends.”
“Yeah? And?” Dust replied blithely.
Rainbow had to stop herself from tackling the turquoise mare on the spot. She continued her philippic rant.
“And, I get you want to be the best. So do I. But you’re going about this in the wrong way. You’re showing blatant disregard for the well-being of other ponies. That’s beyond reckless and downright careless.”
“Well, The Wonderbolts don’t think so. After all, that’s why Spitfire made me the lead pony and you the wing pony.”
Dust smirked and poked a hoof into Rainbow’s midriff.
With a heavy sigh, Rainbow admitted her teammate’s words carried veracity.
“You’re right. She did.”
Glaring at Lightning Dust, Rainbow noticed the mare give her a satisfied smirk. Dash ignored it and turned on her hooves, striding towards Spitfire’s office. She told her best friends that she’d return shortly.
A few minutes later, she pushed the ornate purple door open with a hoof. Spitfire was sitting at her desk. The Wonderbolts Captain gazed up at Dash. Rainbow didn’t ask permission before ambling inside.
Surprised at the lack of protocol, but choosing to quash it, Spitfire regarded Rainbow Dash with scrutiny.
“This better be important, Rainbow Dash. You’re supposed to be up in the air busting clouds with your partner.”
Rainbow came to a halt two feet from Spitfire’s desk. The cyan mare gave a respectful salute to the yellow pegasus.
“We’re done with that, ma’am.”
“Already?” Spitfire gawked. “That’s an academy record. Explain your methods.”
Steeling herself, Rainbow regarded Spitfire with reticence for a moment. Then, she decided to be curt and honest.
“Well, ma’am. That’s why I’m here. Lightning Dust decided to use a tornado.”
Rainbow watched as Spitfire put a pensive hoof to her chin. There was a silence that lingered for several seconds before Spitfire spoke once more.
“A bit excessive for cloudbusting. But, judging from your time, it was obviously an effective tactic.”
Shocked by the drill sergeant’s dismissive attitude, Rainbow leapt forward and slammed her cyan hooves on the desk. She glared irritably at Spitfire. Their snouts were nearly touching. Rainbow’s words were bitter, accusatory and venomous.
“Yeah? Well that effective tactic nearly took out my best friends!”
Dash backed up and stared skeptically at her idol.
“No disrespect intended, ma’am. But there’s a huge difference between pushing yourself to surpass your limits and just being reckless.The former showcases intention to improve and be the best pony you can. The latter shows blatant disregard for the care of others and viewing them as insignificant.”
Rainbow gazed darkly as Spitfire silently scrutinized her.
“And if being a harebrained daredevil is what gets rewarded around here... If recklessness denotes the appraisal of a possible Wonderbolt, then I want no part of it anymore!”
Spitfire, in her usual auster attitude, shrugged off the lecture. Instead, she simply asked Rainbow Dash what her point was.
To accentuate her emotions, Rainbow grabbed the wing pony badge from her chest and slammed it on Spitfire’s desk.
“I quit!”
The announcement stirred Spitfire’s demeanor and the Captain goggled in bewilderment from the outburst.
Before the drill sergeant could reply, Rainbow trod through the office and out the doorway. With irritation, she bucked the door shut. The clamored sound pervaded the hallways. In disbelief over what had just transpired, the audacious mare looked sheepishly and with slight contrition for her behavior. However, she walked back to the barracks while hanging her head lowly.
It took less than five minutes for Rainbow to pack her saddlebag. She stuffed the items she brought from Ponyville before making her bunk. Taking a crestfallen look around the housing room, she sighed in melancholy. Then, with determination coursing through her, she returned to the airstrip.
Standing next to her best friends, Rainbow chomped the strap of her saddlebag in her muzzle and yanked it tightly. She gazed at her fellow element bearers and told them she had just quit.
“You did what?” Applejack asked.
“But being a Wonderbolt was your dream!” Rarity sputtered.
Dash shook her head and replied. “Not anymore.”
Twilight leaned towards the cyan mare and placed a gentle supporting hoof on the speedster’s shoulder.
“I’m so sorry, Rainbow Dash. We all know how much this meant to you.”
Applejack sauntered to her left side and embraced her. Twilight, Dash and Applejack were silently suffering through the awful moment.
Sensing the lugubrious mood, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie and Rarity joined their other best friends to console their favorite speedster.
“So, what will you do now, Dash?” Pinkie asked.
“I don’t know, Pinkie. I had my heart set on this since I was a filly. To realize that I gave up my dream has me shocked. But Spitfire’s lack of concern is something I can’t work under.”
“Rainbow Dash!” A booming voice shouted.
Dash whirled around and noticed Spitfire was headed towards her. She immediately glared in ire at the drill sergeant.
“How dare you storm out of my office without giving me a chance to respond!”
Rainbow inched forwards, closing the gap between the two pegasi. Her cyan hooves clenched in frustration at the sight of the Wonderbolts Captain.
“You wanna respond, Spitfire? My face is right here. Go ahead and say what’s on your mind.”
Twilight, trying to ease the tension, attempted to push Rainbow’s chest away from Spitfire’s frame.
“Easy, Dash. I know you’re upset, but disrespecting an Equestrian military Captain is-”
Spitfire yelled at the studious unicorn to be quiet.
Dash glowered at the discourtesy and interposed herself between Twilight and Spitfire. The speedster scowled at the brilliant gold mare and raised a threatening hoof towards her.
“Hey! You don’t get to talk to her that way. Mind your tongue!”
Spitfire’s assistants took a step to intervene, but Spitfire held up a hoof. They paused and remained observant. Meanwhile, Spitfire lowered at Dash.
“Listen to me carefully, Rainbow.”
“I won’t hark to any disrespect for me and my friends or temerarious praise for Lightning Dust’s antics. So just sh-”
Spitfire tackled Rainbow to the ground. The older mare pressed her hooves firmly on the cyan pony’s shoulders. Using her chest, Spitfire pinned Rainbow down.
Her friends looked surprised at the ostentatious display. Before they could act, Spitfire spoke.
“You were right. The Wonderbolts are looking for the best fliers in Equestria. Though, being the best should never come at the expense of our fellow ponies.”
Amazed at the sudden change in mentality, Rainbow remained silent.
Spitfire stood erect and offered Rainbow a hoof to assist the cadet to return to her hooves.
Rainbow gratefully accepted and gaped in astonishment while Spitfire continued.
“It’s not about pushing ourselves. It’s about pushing ourselves in the right direction. You’ve demonstrated your capabilities in that aspect.”
Spitfire gestured with a hoof and her two assistants stepped aside. Lightning Dust was behind them and the drill sergeant leered at the turquoise pony. The Captain grabbed the lead pony lapel pinned to Lightning’s flight suit and tore it off. She pointed a hoof in the opposite direction.
Taking the hint, Lightning Dust turned and began walking away.
Spitfire regarded her with irritation and spat out icily.
“You’re dischar-”
“No!” Rainbow Dash interjected.
Both Lightning Dust’s and Spitfire’s ears pricked at the sudden interruption. Rainbow’s friends stared silently at the exclamation but didn’t intrude.
Spitfire performed an about face and leered at Rainbow.
“Come again, newbie?”
Rainbow hastily attempted to pacify the situation. She saluted the Captain respectfully before elucidating her reasoning.
“Ma’am, no disrespect here, but you’d be making a big mistake. I’ve been her teammate since you initiated the wingpony and lead pony dichotomy, so I have authority to share my thoughts on the matter.”
Spitfire raised an eyebrow. The mare was intrigued by the reasoning and gestured with a hoof to allow Rainbow to speak.
“Thank you, ma’am. Lightning Dust is absolutely a reckless daredevil who has a penchant for disregarding safety and overlooking the well-being of her fellow cadets. Unquestionably, she is a loose cannon and a dangerous pony, especially when she gets a crazy impulsive idea.”
Lightning Dust opened her muzzle to interject but Dash prevented it by raising a hoof.
“However…”
All ponies waited with baited breath for Rainbow to continue. Gazes shifted between the throng in attendance.
“She is one of the best fliers I’ve ever seen, ma’am. I beseech you to not kick her out. While I’m unfortunately aware of her mishaps, it’d be a huge mistake for you to disbar her and not utilize her prowess and aptitude, ma’am. Lightning Dust isn’t incorrigible. She merely has a terrible mentality and lacks the morals and righteous principles that I do. Ma’am, I believe wholeheartedly, that, under your expert tutelage, Lightning Dust would become further adept and adopt our ideologies. You just said The Wonderbolts are looking for the best fliers in Equestria. You also said it’s about pushing ourselves in the right direction. Adapt Lightning Dust and show her how to properly be a Wonderbolt, ma’am. I implore you to give her a second chance.”
Lightning Dust gasped as Rainbow defended her.
Spitfire flickered her attention from Rainbow Dash, to Lightning Dust, and then back again. Then, she reached into her vest pocket and pulled out a gold lapel. She stuck it to Rainbow’s flight suit and the object glistened brilliantly in the sun.
“That. Right there. Just solidified you as a lead pony, Rainbow Dash. You’re definitely no wing pony. You’re a leader.”
Rainbow, in a flabbergasted stupor, beamed excitedly at the Wonderbolts Captain. She flapped her wings vigorously, repeatedly shouting words of disbelief and amazement.
Spitfire chuckled and turned to Lightning Dust.
“She just bought you a mulligan, Lightning Dust. Wait for me in my office. We have a lengthy discussion ahead.”
Lightning Dust saluted Spitfire and gazed with gratitude at Rainbow’s defending words. She thanked the speedster for her interjection.
Rainbow gave her a tacit nod and watched Dust walk in the direction of Spitfire’s office.
Spitfire put a hoof on Rainbow’s shoulder and regarded her with affection and respect.
“In light of what has happened, I’m ordering you to take a three day respite, Rainbow Dash. You’re free to return home and do what you wish. However, I expect you to return punctually. Friday, November 17th at nine in the morning. You’ve more than earned this breather, Rainbow.”
Amazed at the generosity from the Wonderbolts Captain, Rainbow saluted Spitfire and spoke words of appreciation.
Trying to save face for her sentimentality, Spitfire barked in Rainbow’s face and demanded the cadet get out of her presence.
Dash smiled from the jest and bellowed happily.
“Yes, ma’am!"
Author's Note
Enjoy another installment. Scootaloo and Dash reunite in the next chapter. That's all I'll hint at.
Glad most of you have enjoyed the story thus far. Dislikes are welcome. Can't please everyone. I'm happy to report that the story picks up again July 1st. Additionally, the rest of the story will be uploaded during that month too. There's lots more to come. Strap in, enjoy the ride, and stay tuned!
After returning to Ponyville, Rainbow Dash sighed blissfully while sharing a group hug with her best friends. Her, Pinkie Pie, Twilight Sparkle, Rarity, Fluttershy and Applejack had joined in a circle and put their hooves on the left shoulder of the adjourning pony. They grinned concomitantly at each other. Silence fell over the best friends for a moment before Rainbow broke the reticence.
“I was absolutely surprised that you all wanted to come visit me at the Wonderbolt Academy. Who’s idea was that?”
“Pinkie’s.” Twilight supplied. “She lamented every day while you were gone, Rainbow. Pinkie missed you deeply.”
Rainbow and Pinkie Pie held unbridled eye contact. The speedster felt deeply touched that one of her best friends had such an extreme longing.
“It’s true.” Applejack added. “She kep’ checkin’ the mailbox ev’ry thirty seconds aft’r yer letter, Rainbow. That pony was stubborn as a mule an’ didn’ budge.”
Pinkie giggled and affirmed the anecdote with a nod. The ebullient, jaunty pony bounced in place and spoke in a singsong voice.
“I stayed put so I could be the first to read any other letters.”
The high-spirited pink mare became despondent as she regarded Dash sadly.
“But no others arrived.”
Rainbow hastily explained that she was caught up in the academic activities and didn’t intentionally ignore any of them. The last thing she wanted was for her friends to feel undeserving of an updated letter.
“We know, darling.” Rarity added while smiling joyfully at the speedster.
“So I had the bestest idea ever, Dashie! I gathered the girls and we took a fun trip to come visit and deliver a care package!”
Rainbow smiled at the touching gesture and eccentric nature of the pink party pony before replying.
“Instead of the twister, I wish I was there to welcome you.”
The six ponies had a collective giggle at Rainbow’s words. The reminder of the sudden cyclone was risible. Fluttershy stepped forwards and stuck a squished cardboard box into Rainbow’s hooves.
“Open it, Rainbow. It’s from all of us.”
Rainbow stared at Fluttershy momentarily before her eyes flickered to the box. The unknown possibility of the contents made her excited. Dash slowly peeled the masking tape from the top of the box. It stuck determinedly to her hoof. Despite furiously shaking her appendage, the speedster couldn’t dislodge the sticky object.
Chortling, Twilight cast a disappearing spell on the tape and it vanished. Rainbow shot her a grateful look. In response, Twilight gave a tacit nod.
With the tape removed, Rainbow propped the box open and peered inside. The item on top was a letter that was folded neatly and placed in the center. Rainbow took the note carefully in her hooves. Unfurling the creases, she began to read.
Dear Rainbow Dash,
We’re all so proud of you for being accepted into the Wonderbolts Academy. We’ve known you for nearly four years and your repeated desire to become a Wonderbolt has been ingrained in our memories. Seeing you get closer to that dream has filled us with pride, joy, adoration and desire. While your earnest boasting occasionally gets irritating, we know you’ve got the skills and bravado to back up your claims. Your constant ostentatious displays of derring-do is something we’re all proud of. Despite our desultory frustrations at your showboating demeanor, we value who you are and we’re honored to have such a confident, loyal, speedy and brazen pony as our best friend. Continue chasing your dream, Rainbow Dash. You may be the fastest pegasus in Equestria, but we’re running directly behind and supporting you each hoofstep of the way. Keep being awesome!
Your best friends, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Twilight Sparkle, Applejack and Rarity
Rainbow read the note slowly. Tears welled in her eyelids by the end of the letter. She blinked them away and gazed lovingly at each of her best friends. Her heart swelled with appreciation for the compassionate gesture.
“Thank you, girls. I know I seldom show emotion like this and hate being sappy, but that note was genuinely heartwarming. I appreciate the support and feel like the luckiest pegasus in the world to call you five my best friends.”
The six element bearers gave another collective group hug. Squeals of happiness and affable giggles were uttered. The tenderness and fondness between them was palpable. Silence hung over the group for several seconds before Rarity spoke.
“There’s more, darling.”
Grinning excitedly, Rainbow turned her attention back to the care package. A square, wooden item was laying inert at the bottom of the box. The inside perimeter of the wooden object was black and had an elongated piece sticking out of it. Curious, Rainbow grabbed it and pulled it to her head to get a closer look.
“What is this?”
Twilight chuckled at the confusion.
“Turn it around, Rainbow Dash.”
Complying, Rainbow saw that it was a photograph of herself and her five best friends. All six were grinning happily while posing with each other. Rainbow and Rarity were loafing. Pinkie and Applejack had a hoof on Rainbow’s shoulders while Fluttershy and Twilight had a hoof on Rarity’s shoulders. Rainbow and Rarity were nuzzling. All friends were in close proximity to each other.
Rainbow clutched the photo tightly and brought it to her chest. The speedster felt the eyes of the other five on her. She closed her own eyes for a fleeting moment before opening them gently and beaming happily.
“You’re all honestly the best friends a pony could ask for. I wouldn’t be who I am today without your influences. Screw my pride. Girls, I love you all.”
The sudden sentimental admission made Twilight and Applejack chortle. Pinkie beamed while Fluttershy blushed. Rarity squeed.
“We love you too, Dashie.” Fluttershy said.
“Sure do, Dash.” Twilight stated. “Even if we sometimes quarrel, we’ll forever love and regard you as a best friend.”
Pinkie, Rarity and Applejack supplied their own endearing thoughts and Rainbow gratefully thanked them all.
“So, Dashie, what’re you gonna do with your three day break, huh? Is it time to throw you a welcome home party?” Pinkie asked.
“Or, we could head to the spa, darling. All that exercise and vigorous work schedule must have your muscles aching. The spa works wonders, darling.” Rarity supplied.
“It’s nearly two in the afternoon, Rainbow. I could go for a late lunch if you're hungry?” Fluttershy piped.
“Ah’ve got a huge tankard with yer name onnit, sugarcube.” Applejack boasted.
“Perhaps a relaxing re-read of Daring Do and the Marked Thief of Marapore?" Twilight suggested.
Each of Rainbow’s friends attempted to goad her into one-on-one time. Rainbow thanked each for their proposals but shook her head.
“Aside from Twilight’s, I did suggest those activities in my letter. Though, now that I’ve got a small break from my vigorous training regime, I’d love to just enjoy an afternoon snooze without Spitfire screaming in my ear that I’m ‘indolent.’ Captain Spitfire pushes us to the threshold of exhaustion. We’re ponies and need to rest.”
The other five collectively nodded in understanding knowing Rainbow’s desire carried validity.
Twilight was the first to speak.
“Fair, Rainbow. We’re certainly not mad. Though, we’d love to spend individual time with you before you return to the academy on Friday.”
“Yeah!” Pinkie added. “Especially with the party. I can’t throw a welcome back party within the next three days and then host another after your month in the academy is over!”
Pinkie gasped excitedly. She bore a large grin and shifted her eyes in turn to each of her best friends.
“Unless….”
Applejack chuckled at Pinkie’s exuberance before glancing at the speedy cerulean pegasus.
“Ah don’ mind. ‘Sides, ya know yer always welcome ‘round mah farm, Dash.”
Rarity was the next to offer her understanding.
“Aloe and Lotus run the spa daily, darling. It’s quite alright if we go anytime.”
Fluttershy put a comforting hoof on Rainbow’s shoulder and smiled affably at her friend.
“Get some much needed rest, Rainbow Dash. We know where to find you before Friday.”
The speedster smiled warmly at each of her friends in turn. Gazing at their smiling faces caused the boastful pegasus to grin widely.
“Thanks, girls. I’m so lucky to have wonderful friends like you. Before I return to the academy, I will do each of those activities. It’s a promise.”
The five friends formed a line. Rainbow hugged each of them goodbye before regarding them collectively with a wave. All fellow element bearers reciprocated the waving gesture and watched Rainbow soar into the sky.
Scootaloo was happily chatting to her best friends, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle during recess that Friday. The vivacious orange pegasus had eagerly been counting the days until Rainbow’s tenure at the academy ended.
“Three more days! Rainbow will be back in Ponyville Monday and I’m super excited!” Scootaloo said while jumping buoyantly.
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle laughed at their friend’s effervescence. Each felt glad to see Scootaloo in high-spirits again. She had been crestfallen for the first two weeks and it had dampened their time together. Now, Scootaloo had chipperness again and the other two fillies were relieved.
“Ya know, Scoots. Ev’r since ya’ll join’d Applejack, Sweetie Belle, Rarity an’ Ah on that campin’ trip, Dash an’ ya seem real inseparable.”
“Yeah!” Sweetie Belle agreed. “I remember you had hoped that Rainbow would take you under her wing and be like your big sister. Seems your wish came true!”
Scootaloo smirked gleefully. Sweetie’s assertion was only half right.
“Well, something like that! Yeah! Rainbow and I have a great bond that I’m thankful for. I wouldn’t trade it for anything!”
Apple Bloom smiled at her friend’s animated demeanor. It was a relief to know Scootaloo was blithesome again.
“Putting the topic of Rainbow Dash on hold.” Sweetie Belle stated. “We need to plan activities to do this weekend to get our cutie marks.”
“Ooh! How ‘bout somethin’ simple like crochetin’, puzzle solvin’ or makin’ lemonade?”
“Those are lame ideas, Apple Bloom. Our cutie marks would be for adventurous stuff like canyoning, spelunking, or cannoneering.”
“Those sound dangerous, Scootaloo. Adventurous, yes, but dangerous.”
“Aww, don’t act like a scaredy pony, Sweetie Belle. What’s life without a bit of danger, right?”
Apple Bloom quickly interposed herself between her two best friends.
“Well, Ah’ll try anythin’ once, ‘specially iffin Ah’ll get mah cutie mark.”
“Really, Apple Bloom? You’d do spelunking? The only caves I know are in the Everfree Forest and I am not going back to that creepy place. There’s sure to be creatures that live in those caves.”
Scootaloo blew a discordant raspberry in response to the unicorn filly. The orange pegasus itched her snout before inquiring what Sweetie Belle had cerebrated.
“Fine, Sweetie Belle. What would you suggest?”
“Something in the middle. Adventurous, but not outright dangerous. Things like snorkeling, mountain climbing, or acrobatics.”
Scootaloo rubbed her chin while mulling those possibilities. Like Apple Bloom, she’d attempt anything once to get a cutie mark.
I suppose an acrobatic cutie mark would be pretty cool.
The young pegasus nodded in agreement. She looked between them and grinned emphatically. There was crusading to do, and Scootaloo knew, with her friends by her side, they’d support each other’s endeavors and get their cutie marks.
“Let’s meet at the clubhouse later. We’ve got all weekend for crusading activities.”
“Yeah! Ah’ve got some chores ‘round the farm ta do lat’r. Bu’ aft’r that, Ah’m free fer explorin’ an’ crusadin’.
“Same for me. Rarity isn’t taking me shopping to Manehattan for another few weeks. Crusading time this weekend!”
“Awesome! School ends at three. How about we meet at five o’ clock?”
“Yeah! I’ll be there, Scootaloo.”
“Plenty o’ time b’fo supp’r. Ah’ll see ya’ll at five!”
The recess bell rang and the three fillies joined their schoolmates as their class headed back inside the facility for more learning.
Hours later, after a lengthy nap, Rainbow Dash flew to the town square. The speedster stared absentmindedly at the throngs of ponies who bustled nearby. It had been nearly a month since she left her hometown and she deeply missed the scenery.
She observed the familiar sights. Ponies were selling produce, food, crafts, knickknacks and other ilk. The town hall was teeming with the mayor’s entourage and other political ponies. Multitudes of townsponies were ambling or meandering through Ponyville; some having amiable chats.
Dash turned her head to observe the happenings occurring by the schoolhouse. A large clock plastered below the roof alerted the cerulean pegasus that it was five minutes of three. Rainbow pondered what her fillyfriend had been up to for nearly four weeks. Her heart panged as she thought about Scootaloo.
Squirt. I’ve missed you dearly.
Lyra and Bon-Bon were walking side-by-side. The two gazed at Rainbow Dash and concurrently waved.
Rainbow reciprocated with a smile before glancing back to the clock. It was now three p.m.
The doors of the schoolhouse burst open and energetic colts and fillies ran excitedly out of the facility. Dash turned her attention to the vivacious commotion. She recognized Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle as they were the siblings of two of her best friends. Then, with her heart thumping, Rainbow noticed Scootaloo exit the school and gallop off. The orange pegasus was traveling in the opposite direction of the speedster.
Time to give that filly a nice surprise.
Kicking off the ground, Rainbow hastily took to the skies and followed Scootaloo. Trailing behind, she grinned while watching the filly canter. Curious of the young pegasus’s destination, Dash kept her distance. Every time Scootaloo turned down a road or zipped through an alley, Rainbow mimicked the movement. After a few moments, Scootaloo stopped outside a licorice shop. The filly eagerly entered the establishment.
Playfully shaking her head at the younger pony’s sweet tooth, Rainbow waited for Scootaloo to emerge. Thirty seconds later, she flew to a nimbus cloud and slumped to a supine position. She remained inert for several moments before she heard the door open and the sound of her fillyfriend bidding adieu to the shopkeeper.
About time!
Rainbow Dash sat up and watched Scootaloo shove two sticks of licorice in her muzzle. The filly chewed happily and squealed as the strawberry flavor brought life to her taste buds. Chuckling, Rainbow silently flew to the ground and stood behind the young filly.
“Y’know, with your fondness for sweets, I hope you’ve been brushing thrice daily, Squirt.”
Scootaloo immediately spat the pieces of the candy on the ground. Her ears twitched as she recognized the familiar voice of her marefriend. Slowly, she turned to face her. It was as Scootaloo expected. Rainbow Dash was standing only feet away and grinning at her.
“R-Rainbow Dash?”
The cocky pegasus stifled a snicker at her fillyfriend’s behavior. She understood why her lover was surprised to see her. In response to the query, she puffed her chest and coolly flipped her hair.
“Duh, kid. I’m sure you’re wondering why I’m back earlier than I told you, huh?’
“Uh-huh! Don’t tell me they kicked you out?”
Rainbow put a cerulean hoof over her chest in faux pique. She blew upwards and felt her coiffure bristle from the airflow.
“No way! Course not! I’ve been stellar and awesome at the academy, kid. Captain Spitfire gave me a small break. So I’m here in Ponyville this weekend.”
Hearing that, Scootaloo’s eyes widened. She shot her marefriend a coquettish and sultry look of yearning desire.
“You. Me. High cloud. Alone. Now.”
Rainbow grinned at the seductive tone of her lover. She nodded eagerly to Scootaloo and turned around to let the filly straddle her back. Once the orange pegasus was carefully supported, the speedster became airborne. Dash found a cirrocumulus cloud and landed gently on it.
Scootaloo detached her hooves from Rainbow’s nape and jumped down. The white cloud was soft, spongelike, and comfy. She grinned as her hooves stepped over the tufts.
Rainbow looked in all directions of the vicinity to affirm they were in solitude. She relayed this to her lover and the orange filly happily smirked at the news.
“I missed you, Squirt.”
“I missed you more, Rainbow! Let me show you how much!”
Understanding the implication, but wanting to play along, Rainbow feigned innocence. She put a hoof to her chin and tapped it, gesticulating a deep pensive demeanor.
“Huh? You want to show me, babe?”
“Yeah! Lay on your back and get your beautiful self comfortable, Dash. Then I can demonstrate my words.”
Rainbow giggled to herself as she obeyed her fillyfriend. Her back made contact with the soft spongy cloud and Rainbow sighed comfortingly. She stared up at her lover and beamed at the filly.
“There! All do-”
Rainbow was cut off. Scootaloo had straddled her and was lying on the speedster’s chest and belly. With a gentle touch, Scootaloo held her hoof under Rainbow’s chin while lowering her head. Their hearts thumped in unison as their lips puckered eagerly to meet the other’s own.
The kiss that followed was nearly on par with the first between the lovers. It was evident that absence had made their hearts grow fonder. Scootaloo and Rainbow lovingly sighed from the romantic display as they looked at each other. Mare and filly were unequivocally in love with the other.
With a playful bat of her eyelashes, Scootaloo flirted in a kittenish and amorous manner. In addition to the display, she spoke to her lover.
“Y’know, I don’t think I’ve fully shown you how deeply you’ve been missed, babe.”
“What are you waiting for, Squirt? An invitation? Lean down and kiss your girl, babe.”
Scootaloo’s heart did somersaults at Rainbow’s eager command .The filly knew Rainbow was showing amatory passion and wasn’t making demands in a dominating way.
“Yeah, yeah. Don’t forget who’s in charge though, pet .”
Rainbow blushed deeply while wrapping her hooves around Scootaloo’s neck. She loved when the filly displayed dominance. Knowing the younger pony was the top in the relationship caused unbridled pleasure. Dash gazed up longingly at her lover and stared deeply into her vibrant purple irises.
“I never forgot, Mistress Scootaloo.”
“Good girl, Dashie.”
Scootaloo leaned down again and brushed the speedster’s lips with her own. The filly blushed crimson from the display. Being separated from her lover for almost a month was incredibly taxing.
Rainbow squealed excitedly after her owner kissed her. The speedster’s gaze continued to focus on her fillyfriend. Dash blushed with more fervor as she realized Scootaloo had heard the meek squeal.
“Cute and precious. Just can’t help yourself around me, can you, pet ?”
Dash bit her lower lip to stifle a moan while shaking her head horizontally. Scootaloo knew how to push her buttons and the filly wasted no time getting right back into the kinky talk and excitement.
The younger orange pegasus laughed at the display and bent down a third time. Instead of a lip smooch, the vivacious filly canoodled her lover on the cheek.
“We’re decently isolated up here, but it’s plausible that a pony could discover us. Come to the clubhouse in the eastern secluded part of Sweet Apple Acres.”
The invitation to join her fillyfriend for a secluded escapade was an easy decision. Falling victim to her salacious desires, she earnestly nodded at the request. Rainbow craned her head upwards and kissed the filly’s snout.
Scootaloo grinned at the display and spoke to her girlfriend.
“You’re in for some fun, Rainbow Dash. Let’s go.”
Rainbow released her hooves from around Scootaloo’s neck. A second later, the young pegasus became erect. Dash stood a moment later and crouched to allow Scootaloo access to her neck. The filly tightly secured her hooves around the speedster’s nape and Rainbow accelerated quickly in the direction of Sweet Apple Acres.
The flight was mostly uneventful. They reaffirmed how deeply they missed the other. Hints of prurient exploits were tossed around by both lovers. Scootaloo told Rainbow how school was going, while Dash updated her fillyfriend about her progress at the academy. Hearing about Lightning Dust made Scootaloo grit her teeth.
“That bitch. Nopony talks to my marefriend like that.”
Rainbow was taken aback by Scootaloo’s blunt protectiveness and unfiltered language. It was the first time she had heard the filly swear. She zoomed around a cloud and asked Scootaloo why she was so irritated.
“She nearly made you give up your dream, Dashie. I don’t like her.”
The kaleidoscopic-maned pegasus chortled at her lover’s terse opinion. She appreciated the protection, though she assured the filly there was no need to get her feathers ruffled.
“I hated her too, Squirt. But, under the scrutiny and leadership of Captain Spitfire, I know Lightning Dust will be a great flier and future Wonderbolt. She’s talented and skillful, though she lacks discipline.”
Scootaloo was laconic for several moments before she broke the silence that lingered. As she spoke, she tightened her grip.
“So Lightning Dust won’t cause you any more problems, Dashie?”
“Nah. Spitfire basically told her that she’s on thin ice. Dust won’t push the envelope with Spitfire or cause a scene when I return. Besides, I’m sure she’s grateful that I defended her when Spitfire was about to disbar her from The Wonderbolts.”
“Well, you seem confident, Rainbow. I don’t doubt your words.”
They reached the clubhouse and Dash perched on the wooden balcony. Scootaloo dismounted from her marefriend and wrapped her fetlock around the doorknob. She grinned playfully at her lover. After Scootaloo made the entryway ajar, both ponies gleefully entered. The door shut softly behind them.
Immediately, the two lovers embraced each other again. Rainbow’s foreleg wrapped around Scootaloo’s nape and pulled her lover closer. Scootaloo stood on her tiphooves to raise her height and allow easier access to her marefriend. Kisses were thrown in rapid succession. Lips smacked. Moans filled the clubhouse. Rainbow and Scootaloo were ardently pecking wherever their lips met. Chins, cheeks, foreheads, lips, necks, and more were amorously kissed by the pair of lovers.
“I’ve missed you so much, Rainbow Dash.”
“I’ve missed you lots, Scoots. Thought about you everyday, babe.”
The vivacious filly blushed deeply at the thought. She fully believed her marefriend and knew the statement was true. Scootaloo’s cheeks were a deep tinge of pink and she nervously shuffled her hooves.
“So did I, babe. It’s great to see you. Lucky for me that it’s three days earlier than expected. I’m certainly not complaining.”
Scootaloo placed a soft orange hoof on Rainbow’s cheek and held it steady while leaning her head up and kissing Dash’s lips. The kiss was passionate, sweet, gentle, soft, amorous, and quick.
Rainbow’s knees buckled from the sensation and she released a moan from her muzzle. The sound permeated the younger pony’s ears and she grinned slyly at her lover.
“I see you still moan when your Mistress kisses you, pet .”
A small squeal escaped the speedster. She loved how easily she became putty in Scootaloo’s hooves. The prismatic-maned pegasus nodded affirmatively. Scootaloo knew what to say to make the cocky weathermare hot and bothered.
You’re such a bad filly, Squirt. I love it.
Scootaloo winked at Rainbow Dash. The younger pony knew the effect she had on her marefriend and enjoyed constantly reminding her lover who was in charge. Rainbow Dash was still the filly’s icon and hero, but the orange pegasus felt a rush of excitement when she could dominate and demean her.
“I can’t help it, Mistress. You cause a primal desire to awaken within me. Nopony else has the same effect on me that you do.”
The filly chuckled victoriously and leaned forwards. The action caused Rainbow to remove her hoof from around Scootaloo’s neck. Standing erect, Scoots quickly tackled her lover to the floor. Both were in the same position that they enjoyed on the cloud. Scootaloo lay on Rainbow’s chest and passionately pressed her lips to those of her lover.
In the midst of their deep, passionate, french kissing, neither pony heard the distinct sound of the clubhouse door opening. Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash were engaged in a contest of deep snogging and both were attempting to fight with their tongues for control of the other’s mouth.
A squeaky, high-pitched voice spoke.
“What is going on?”
Another voice, with a southern drawl, was also heard.
“Scoots? Rainbow? Why ya’ll kissin’?”
Rainbow’s eyes immediately went wide as she realized they had been discovered. Acting quickly, she attempted to save face by gently pushing Scootaloo away. However, the secret was out. The speedster waved affably at the two other crusaders and tried to dodge the question.
“Well, since your friends are here, Scootaloo, I should be off. There’s lots of stuff to get done.”
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle immediately blocked the door and shook their heads.
“Nuh-uh. Yer not jus’ gonna leave, Rainbow.”
“Yeah!” Sweetie Belle said. “Apple Bloom and I want to know what’s going on. We just saw you both kissing.”
Rainbow swallowed the lump in her throat and shared a gaze with Scootaloo. There was no wiggling out of this one. The fillies had caught the lovers dead in the act and were wanting an explanation.
“Oh, shit.” Rainbow said.
Rainbow took a breath and prepared to explain, but Scootaloo stopped her.
“It’s alright, Dashie. I’ll elucidate.”
With confused expressions, the unicorn and Earth pony fillies turned to Scootaloo. Both Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle were mystified by the visual they had seen. Wasting no time, both vivacious fillies started a barrage of rapid-fire questions.
“What ya’ll kissin’ fer?”
“Are you trying to get your cutie mark in kissing, Scootaloo?”
“Did Ah see yer tongue goin’ ta Rainbow’s mouth?”
“Does it feel good?”
Knowing their secret was revealed, Rainbow and Scootaloo shared a look. Scootaloo stepped towards her two best friends and clarified the situation. The bubbly filly explained that her and Rainbow Dash were in a relationship and had been in one for some time.
Now it was Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom who exchanged looks. They gazed at each other momentarily before concurrently turning their attention back to the orange filly and cerulean mare. Silence lingered for several uncomfortable and awkward moments. The air inside the clubhouse was tense.
“So, Rainbow Dash and you are dating? You’ve been seeing each other for over a month, and have kept it hidden. The interactions between you both are more than friends.”
“Yes.” Scootaloo confirmed. “There’s a deeper connection between us that transcends platonicness.”
Apple Bloom interjected at this point. She lamented how odd it was for a filly and mare to be romantically involved. She criticized the age gap and wondered why Rainbow wouldn’t want to date somepony closer to her years.
Rainbow shuffled her hooves nervously. She never expected to be caught doing frivolous debauchery with her fillyfriend. Having Scootaloo’s friends be the culprits was worrisome. With a reluctance in her voice, she answered the queries and fulmination by Apple Bloom.
“Look, kid. I know it seems strange to you both. I’m over ten years older than Scootaloo, yet I’m dating her. I don’t expect you or Sweetie Belle to understand. But, Scoots and I, well, we complete each other. She’s like my other half. We make the other extremely happy. Yeah, the age difference is super weird and all, but her and I don’t mind it. Love is love. Long as both ponies care for the other, why should anything like age, shared interests, or other stuff matter?”
Sweetie Belle glanced at Scootaloo silently. The white-pastel unicorn was exceedingly shocked by the romantic news of one of her best friends. She opened her mouth to speak, but couldn’t formulate words. The unicorn closed her mouth before Apple Bloom’s voice permeated the clubhouse.
“Ah’m not sure iffin Ah und’rstand, Rainbow. It’s nice ya’ll compliment the oth’r an’ all, bu’ Ah still think it’s weird.”
Changing tactics, Rainbow attempted to delineate with an analogy. It was a simple one that she was certain would be more easily understood.
“Okay, so imagine that Scootaloo is a peanut butter sandwich while I’m a jelly sandwich. Both taste great on their own, but, when combined, become a deliciously paired sandwich that’s more enjoyable.”
Apple Bloom put a pensive hoof to her chin. While regarding Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo, the yellow filly tapped it multiple times. The southern pony was hushed for several moments as she mulled it over.
Rainbow Dash waited with baited breath, hoping that her sandwiched similitude could cause comprehension. Her eyes glanced at Sweetie Belle, who was still laconic, before they returned to Applejack’s younger sibling.
“Yer sayin’ that both ya’ll are bett’r when togeth’r than bein’ sep’rate ponies? An’ ev’n though ya’ll can be great solo, comminglin’ is when ya’ll be happiest?”
“Precisely, kid. Age gap or not, Scoots and I are a team. We’re dating, deeply in love, and plan to continue seeing each other.”
Scootaloo closed the gap between herself and her two best friends. The irrepressible and zesty filly put an orange hoof on the shoulders of Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom.
“What she said. Crusaders, you need to promise to keep this a secret. Rainbow warned me that it was immoral. We’re romantically attached. Her and I are enamored with each other. Please keep this clandestine conclave concealed.”
Finding her voice, Sweetie Belle spoke with a high-pitched tone.
“Clandestine? Conclave? What are you, a dictionary?”
Scootaloo smirked at the friendly jibe. She grinned while gently giving the unicorn a noogie.
“Oh, c’mon. You’re parroting the same thing I asked you when we visited the Everfree Forest a while ago?”
Sweetie Belle feigned ire at Scootaloo’s touch and gently pushed the pegasus aside before fixing her coif. The pink tufts of Sweetie’s coiffure went from disheveled to orderly. Giving a playful glare to the orange filly, the white unicorn replied.
“I remember that. You didn’t know what ‘rapturous’ meant.”
Rainbow Dash cleared her throat and reminded the three fillies that were getting off topic. She gazed intently at Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle while imploring them to keep the relationship between her and Scootaloo secretive.
“Please, girls. Nopony can know about this; especially not Applejack or Rarity. None of you can let others know what Scootaloo and I do together.”
“We promise, Rainbow.” Sweetie said.
Rainbow shook her head and requested a proper Pinkie Promise. She explained it was the only way she’d believe their words.
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle recited the scripted pledge for a Pinkie Promise and gesticulated the stated expressions.
Scootaloo walked towards Rainbow Dash and stood next to her marefriend.
Rainbow nodded her approval and thanked them fervently. She sat on her haunches near Scootaloo and looked upwards at the bubbly orange pegasus.
Scootaloo grinned and put her hoof on Rainbow’s kaleidoscopic mane before ardently petting her marefriend’s head. The filly smiled warmly when she heard Rainbow squeal pleasurably from her touch.
“You know, girls…” Scootaloo began. “Rainbow and I aren’t just dating. There’s more to it than that.”
Rainbow froze. She immediately understood what Scootaloo wanted to do and asked her fillyfriend if it was wise.
Scootaloo smiled gently and replied to her lover. The ebullient filly mentioned that her two friends had Pinkie Promised to keep the relationship secretive so there wouldn’t be any harm in fully elucidating their dichotomy.
Hearing the chatter, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle shared a mutual look of confusion apiece before the southern pony spoke up.
“What ya’ll talkin’ ‘bout?”
Sweetie Belle piqued. “Yeah! Tell us!”
Scootaloo held gaze with Rainbow Dash. The speedster was hesitant to reveal the full extent of their shared reciprocity. However, trusting the vow from her Mistress’s best friends, the weathermare nodded her approval.
With a smile, Scootaloo turned to the unicorn and Earth pony. The pegasus filly kept her hoof lying on Rainbow’s mane. She scooted closer to the cerulean mare before speaking to her two best friends.
“Rainbow Dash isn’t just my marefriend, girls. She’s my pet.”
“Come again, Scoots? Whatcha meanin’ by that?”
Scootaloo softly removed her hoof from Rainbow’s mane and lovingly stroked the rainbow-haired pegasus under the chin. Chuckling from Rainbow’s excited squeal and swishing tail, she continued to explain.
“Like I said, she’s my pet. Rainbow Dash, or, Dashie, as I affectionately nicknamed her, is at my beck-and-call. She addresses me as Mistress, obeys any orders I give her, and loves to be completely dominated and subservient to me.”
Sweetie Belle released a surprised shrill squeal while Apple Bloom’s muzzle went agape. Scootaloo drawled on while rubbing under Rainbow’s mandible.
“Every word is true. Dashie enjoys being teased, ridiculed, collared, controlled and commanded. If I demand that she jumps, she’ll do it. Any order I give, she immediately complies. Dashie is a good girl. A very obsequious pet.”
Rainbow’s cheeks tinged pink due to the constant praise of her Mistress. The pegasus’s tongue lolled from the fervid sensations of Scootaloo and she squeaked from the wholehearted extol. Her tail swished rapidly. Rainbow gazed longingly at her owner.
Sweetie Belle’s muzzle became agape. Her and Apple Bloom shared a look for several seconds. Seeing Rainbow Dash in her current position dictated a tacit understanding that Scootaloo’s words were accurate. Their gaze went from each other, then to Rainbow Dash, before returning to each other. Suddenly, they concomitantly giggled.
“Wow! The great Rainbow Dash is a pet? For a little filly, no less?”
“Heh. That’s amusin’. Mah sis speaks highly of ya, Rainbow. Guess yer not so great, huh?”
The blush burned deeper from the demeaning of both fillies. Rainbow was tight-lipped.
Scootaloo chuckled at the abrasive teasing demeanors of her two friends. She was unfamiliar with their caustic behavior. Despite enjoying it, she hastily told them that Rainbow Dash was her pet, and only she could ridicule her.
The two fillies grinned sheepishly. Both quickly asserted they understood and wouldn’t do it again without Scootaloo’s approval. With a mocking and deriding stare, their eyes scrutinized Rainbow Dash.
Suddenly, Scootaloo pushed her hoof upwards and caused Rainbow’s head to tilt in the same direction. Grinning, the filly lowered her head and pressed her lips to Rainbow’s own. Both lovers kissed passionately. Scootaloo slid an orange hoof softly down Rainbow’s cheek and towards her neck. She clutched the speedster’s neck fur and happily french kissed her marefriend in a licentious manner. When the two ponies ceased, Scootaloo victoriously grinned at the mare. She leaned down and gently nibbled at her lover’s ear.
A shiver shot up Rainbow’s spine at the coquettish display. With lustful and salacious desires coursing through her body, the speedster attempted to kiss Scootaloo. However, the filly brought a hoof to Rainbow’s muzzle and the speedster immediately stopped.
“Not so fast, Pet. Remember who’s in charge.”
Rainbow was silent. Her tail swished excitedly from her owner’s authoritative tone.
Gesturing to her two best friends, Scootaloo demanded that Rainbow Dash use her proper honorific in their presence.
“What’s my name, Pet?”
Without hesitation, Rainbow spoke concisely. “Mistress Scootaloo.”
“Good girl.” Scootaloo purred.
The sounds of laughter filled the clubhouse again as Apple Bloom’s giggling and Sweetie Belle’s chortling combined in a risible mixture of euphoria. Sweetie Belle stomped her hooves while Apple Bloom clutched at her belly. Both were crying tears of hysterics.
“Ah’ve nev’r seen somethin’ so amusin’. Wow, Scootaloo! Ah can’t believe ya got the famed Rainbow Dash as yer pet!”
“Yeah! Yeah! She looks pretty cute sitting like a good puppy at your hooves, Scootaloo.”
Rainbow Dash squealed from the teasing words. Her cerulean fur was turning beet-red around her cheeks.
Scootaloo chuckled as the words caused her property to flush pink. She knew Rainbow was loving the degradation. The orange pegasus was feeling provocative and relished the opportunity to continue razzing her marefriend. With a devilish smirk, she turned towards her pet.
“Hey, Dashie?”
“Yes, Mistress?”
“Be a good girl and tell my friends how honored you are to be my pet.”
The blush continued to glow, Rainbow complied. She gazed intently at Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. She saw both fillies were smugly smirking at her. The weatherpony shuffled her hooves before obeying Scootaloo.
“Mistress Scootaloo has given me the greatest honor. Being her pet fills me with deep satisfaction. I’m extremely honored to be her toy. She is the best owner that a pet could hope to have. With her as my Mistress, I feel excited, happy, loved, supported, and cherished. There’s no better joy in my life than to serve her and obey all commands she orders. Thank you for granting me the privilege to be your pet, Mistress Scootaloo.”
Seeing the speedster bow to their friend caused the unicorn and Earth pony to guffaw heartily. They were enjoying the oleaginous display. Tittering, they raised a hoof over their muzzle and profusely chuckled into it.
“You’ve got her trained well, Scootaloo.”
“Ah agree. Yer pet is well-mannered.”
Scootaloo lovingly scratched behind Rainbow’s ears. The sensation caused Rainbow to sigh blissfully. Her eyes closed and she hummed an approving sound. The filly smiled at the kittenish display from her pet.
“She’s a very good girl. But, sometimes, she can be a naughty little whorse, too. Would you girls like to see?”
Rainbow gasped at the implication, though Scootaloo quickly hushed her with a stern warning. The school-aged pegasus glared at her property and leered disapprovingly.
“No complaining, Pet. I make the rules. If I command you to do something, I expect your compliance. Understood?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Good.” Scootaloo said approvingly.
Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom shared a look of uncertainty. They weren’t fully understanding what Scootaloo had suggested.
Apple Bloom asked Scootaloo what implicit hint she meant. In response, Scootaloo cheerfully grinned.
“I’m inviting you two to use her. You’re my best friends and I want to share my naughty pet whorse with you.”
“Yer wantin’ us to kiss Rainbow or summin’?”
Scootaloo fought back a laugh. Apple Bloom’s innocent question was risible, though she suppressed a chuckle.
“Not just that, Apple Bloom. Both you and Sweetie Belle would have free reign with Dashie. You could mock her, call her names, kiss her, have her pleasure you. The possibilities are endless.”
“Have her ‘pleasure’ us? You and Rainbow have been doing that Scootaloo?”
“Of course, Sweetie Belle. Dashie and I do many concupiscent activities. I’ll spare you the details. Since you and Apple Bloom are my two best friends, you both can do as you wish with my pet.”
Rainbow opened her mouth to respond, but a sharp glare from Scootaloo made the speedy pegasus close it. She squeaked at the harsh gaze of her owner.
Scootaloo gently began to pat Rainbow’s mane and whispered soothing reassurance. She reminded Rainbow Dash what a good pet she was, and how much she enjoyed being a submissive pony. The coaxing worked and Rainbow mumbled her approval.
“Yeah. I really do love it! It feels natural to submit to a superior pony like you, Mistress.”
With a gentle kiss to Rainbow’s cheek, Scootaloo replied.
“Good girl, Dashie. You’ll be well-behaved for your Owner’s best friends too, won’t you?”
Rainbow meekly nodded, wanting to showcase her obedience and ability to be proper property.
“I knew you’d agree. Make me proud, pet.”
Smirking, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle stepped towards Rainbow Dash. Both fillies rubbed their hooves devilishly. Apple Bloom thanked Scootaloo for sharing and Sweetie Belle gazed smugly at Rainbow Dash.
“This is gonna be awesome.” Sweetie cheerfully said.
Scootaloo demanded Rainbow stand erect, and, when the speedster complied, the orange filly swatted Dash’s rump playfully.
“Walk towards them and offer your services, Dashie.”
Nodding in understanding, the speedster complied. Her hooves made soft clopping noises on the wooden floor of the clubhouse. It took only a few seconds for the cerulean mare to close the distance. Once complete, she kowtowed obediently to both fillies before sitting on her haunches.
“Both of you are the best friends of my Mistress. Therefore, I am compelled to serve you to my utmost abilities. I will follow any command and do any task given. I want to make my owner and her friends very happy. Please use me at your leisure.”
Sweetie giggled from the self-deprecation and servile attitude of the multichromatic-maned pegasus. She put a white hoof gently on Rainbow’s head and patted it thrice.
Apple Bloom cockily grinned at the toady display. She glanced at Scootaloo and her grin widened when the pegasus nodded affirmatively at her. Chuckling, she squinted at the kaleidoscopic-maned pony and thought of what to do.
“Oh, ya can bet Sweetie an’ Ah will use ya, loser.”
Rainbow squirmed at the derogatory remark. Her eyes flickered to her owner. Scootaloo gave her pet a smug grin and Rainbow squealed again.
“Thank you, Apple Bloom. Thank you, Sweetie Belle.”
“Nuh-uh. Call us Mistress, Rainbow.” Sweetie instructed.
“No, girls. I’m fine sharing her, but Rainbow’s only Mistress will be me. I don’t mind letting you both borrow my pet, however, Rainbow belongs to me alone.”
Sweetie hastily apologized and cited her eager excitement for the faux pas. Scootaloo forgave her and gave the Earth pony and unicorn free reign.
“Still. She can’t use our names as if she’s an equal. Can she call us Queen, Scootaloo?”
The orange filly shrugged nonchalantly. She had no gripe with that idea. Nodding at her two friends, she gave her pet the order to address her friends as Queen.
With a piping voice, Rainbow spoke with a sycophantic and ingratiating tone. Her eyes never left the irises of the fillies.
“Queen Apple Bloom and Queen Sweetie Belle. Please allow this whorse to serve you.”
“That’s better. Such a well-mannered little whorse.”
“Git ready ta be our bitch, loser.”
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle retrograded away from the submissive pegasus. They ambled to a corner of the clubhouse and were deep in conversation about what to make Rainbow do.
The speedster observed them for a while. Scootaloo remained quiet at their display.
After three minutes, both fillies walked back towards Rainbow Dash and wore smug grins. They appeared imposing and Rainbow felt excited with what they had planned.
Apple Bloom spoke to the cerulean weathermare.
“Yer first task, dirty whorse, is ta…”
Author's Note
And so.... the plot thickens.
Two Queens, A Mistress, And Their Pet!
“Bark.” Apple Bloom bluntly stated.
“Bark?” Dash inquired.
“Bark!” The yellow filly reiterated. “Yer a pet, ain’tcha? A bitch, jus’ like Winona. Scootaloo’s puppy. Bark fer us.”
Sweetie giggled at the authoritative tone of her friend and earnestly nodded with affirmation. Her grin remained firmly plastered on her muzzle and she voiced her agreement.
“Great idea, Apple Bloom! Do it, Rainbow Dash! Be a proper doggy.”
The red tinge on the speedster’s face intensified. Now, it wasn’t just one filly who commanded her, but three. Rainbow glanced at Scootaloo, to ensure her owner wanted the order followed.
“You don’t need to seek reassurance. I gave them permission to play with you. Follow their orders and be a good pet.”
Rainbow bobbed her head in acknowledgement and opened her mouth. Blushing fiercely, she was about to bark, but Apple Bloom put a hoof up to halt her.
“Nuh-uh! On yer belly, first.”
Rainbow Dash didn’t hesitate. She shifted her posture by extending her forelegs in front of her and pressing them to the ground. Supporting her weight with her appendages, the cerulean pony slowly slid her midriff to the ground and gently lay on her stomach.
This submissive display elicited devious chuckles from all three fillies. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle gently pat Rainbow on the head. Scootaloo walked closer to the scene and stared down at her pet.
“Good girl, Rainbow. Now obey Apple Bloom’s order and bark.” Scootaloo commanded.
Dash complied. The tomboy pegasus opened her mouth and released a loud barking noise followed by a few yips. As she performed the sounds, giggled squeals from the fillies suffused through Rainbow’s ears.
“She’s so adorable, Scootaloo!”
“Ah think she makes a bet’r pet than a pony, Scoots.”
“Keep it up, Dashie. You’re making me happy.”
The speedster continued to bark while staring up at the three dominant fillies. Part of her was humiliated to be servile to anypony but Scootaloo, while another part felt enthralled by the unctuous behavior.
She kept the display for several more minutes, before Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom concomitantly put up a hoof to stop her.
“That’s enough.”
“Yeah! Ah reckon ya did a great job, little pet.”
Rainbow bowed her head in a subservient manner and spoke adulatory gratitude towards the three fillies.
“Thank you, Queen Apple Bloom and Queen Sweetie Belle. Mistress Scootaloo, I hope my barking pleased you too.”
Scootaloo rubbed an orange hoof over the kaleidoscopic coiffure and regarded her pet warmly.
“Of course it did, Dashie. I love seeing you act so abject for me. You’re wonderful.”
The orange filly smiled as she heard Rainbow’s hums of approval from the mane rubs. Scootaloo observed the speedster softly close her eyes and enjoy the sensations.
“Say it, Dashie. Admit you love being a pet.”
“I love being a pet, Mistress Scootaloo.” Rainbow passionately squealed.
Suddenly, in the midst of the warmhearted display, Rainbow Dash felt a powerful clout sting her rump. She opened her eyes and noticed Scootaloo was the only pony in front of her.
“That was me, puppy.” Sweetie Belle cheerfully stated.
Rainbow assayed to crane her head towards the white unicorn, but Scootaloo quickly placed a hoof under the cerulean mare’s chin. The filly held Rainbow’s mandible tightly and smirked at her property.
“No, Dashie. You’re going to remain dormant and gaze into my eyes. You love this treatment. Objectified. Stripped of your ponysality and identity. Becoming a dirty, kinky, submissive, little pet.”
Rainbow, without breaking eye contact, swallowed the lump in her throat. Every word was true, and all four ponies knew it. A small, illegible gurgle escaped her throat as she tried to speak.
Another smack was delivered to the pegasus’s rump and caused Rainbow to moan loudly.
“Good hit, Apple Bloom.” Scootaloo supplied.
Rainbow heard the chuckling of the southern pony. The speedster bit her bottom lip to stifle another moan from escaping.
Scootaloo noticed and teasingly raised an eyebrow at her and ridiculed the reserve Wonderbolt for her demeanor.
“I see somepony is enjoying this. Pet, do you want Sweetie Belle or Apple Bloom to spank you again? Want to be humbled and demeaned by a powerful and dominant filly?”
As the mocking words reached her ears, Rainbow’s blush furthered. Her breath quickened. Meekly, she nodded in response.
Grinning, Scootaloo peered down at her property and spoke with an authoritative tone.
“Beg them, Dashie. Showcase your slavish desires and adjure my friends to sate your kinky desires.”
Dash opened her mouth and beseeched for the fillies to spank her again. She solemnly implored for their dominance and praised their talents.
Behind her, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle chuckled. Seeing the reputable and renowned Rainbow Dash deeply humbled and todaying was hysterical for them. Of the two fillies, Apple Bloom spoke first.
“Well, Ah reckon ya deserve anoth’r, since ya’ll been well behaved.”
Rainbow and Scootaloo held a mutual ardent gaze. The purple irises of the filly looked intently into the magenta irises of the speedster. While locked in their requitied stare, Scootaloo resumed lovingly rubbing Rainbow’s coiffure and speaking soothing affirmations.
“This is where you belong, Dashie. Loafing obediently to your betters. You crave these interactions. By serving me and my friends, you feel accomplished and vindicated. Being my property is more rewarding than anything you’ve previously done. I’d be so bold as to decree that you were born to be my pet.”
Apple Bloom accentuated Scootaloo’s words with a harsh smack to the speedster’s keester. Rainbow’s cerulean hindquarters were beginning to turn red from the repeated impetuses of the hoof clouts.
Scootaloo chuckled as Rainbow bit her lip again to stifle a moan. Their eyes continued to gaze passionately into each other. Both pegasi were fervidly longing for these types of relations.
“Ooh! Me next!” Sweetie squeaked.
WHAP!
Her white hoof came down hard on Rainbow’s hindquarters. Rainbow couldn’t hold back the moan. The pleasurable sound pervaded the inner perimeters of the clubhouse.
Scootaloo, with her hoof still cupping Rainbow’s chin, slowly leaned down towards her pet. The dominant orange filly lovingly pressed her lips to the mare’s own. Both lovers became locked in a passionate embrace. Doting kisses were aplenty as the two ponies exuberantly canoodled.
The orange pegasus concurrently closed her eyes with Rainbow Dash. The pair of pegasi longed to kiss their respective girlfriend. As the kiss deepend, Scootaloo’s tongue parted her lips and sought entrance into the speedster’s maw.
Rainbow offered no resistance. She welcomed Scootaloo’s appendage into her mouth and, with a mix of messianic and perfervid emotion, extended her tongue towards Scootaloo’s own. The pair of muscular appendages wrestled for dominance and control. Like always, Scootaloo effortlessly won. She wrapped a foreleg possessively around Rainbow’s nape and pulled her lover closer.
Rainbow moaned at the powerful and dominant display of her Mistress. While Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle stirred excitement from the speedster, only Scootaloo had the full ability to make the weathermare completely limp and controllable.
As the lovers kissed, Scootaloo slowly removed her hoof from Rainbow’s chin. She outstretched it towards her fellow crusaders.
Sweetie Belle immediately understood the hint and, with a devious chuckle, smacked Rainbow’s plot again.
The speedy pegasus gasped at the sudden clout, but Scootaloo quickly silenced her by pushing more of her tongue into Rainbow’s mouth.
In response, Dash subserviently suckled the filly’s tongue. The coarse, muscular organ pressed itself deeper in Rainbow’s maw and on the speedster’s own tongue. As Rainbow gently and lovingly suckled it, she heard her Mistress moan from pleasure.
SMACK!
Both cheeks were simultaneously whacked. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle stood victoriously and smugly over the submissive speedster. They looked at the reddened splotches of the weatherpony’s hindquarters and grinned at each other. Smugly, they repeated the action.
Rainbow moaned with lascivious lust. The impassioned kaleidoscopic equine was loving the situation. Having three fillies completely dominate and degrade her filled the kinky pegasus with salacious and sultry desires.
With all the strength they could muster, the unicorn and Earth pony spanked Rainbow again. The force caused the speedster’s eyes to open and roll back into her head. She meekly released several moans and squeals.
Scootaloo released her hold on Rainbow and ended the kiss. She took a step back and looked down at her pet.
Rainbow was excitedly trembling and quivering on the floor. Her tongue lolled from her mouth and, with a huge blush on her face, slowly raised her head and eyes to stare at her Mistress.
“You’re a filthy, dirty whorse, Dashie.”
Her tongue still outstretched, the cerulean pegasus took deep respires. Her chest and back rose and fell with every breath. The blush furthered from the teased mockery.
“I know, Mistress. I embrace it.”
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle returned to Scootaloo’s side and stared at the submissive speedster. The two crusaders smirked at the obsequious display.
“Yer a weird one, Rainbow. Bu’ Ah’m enjoyin’ mahself. Ah nev’r knew bullyin’ ponies could be this fun. Iffin Ah did, Ah’d have done it b’fore.”
“Now I see why Diamond Tiara does it so frequently, Apple Bloom. It feels good. Makes somepony feel powerful.”
Chuckling darkly, Apple Bloom told Sweetie Belle that she was certain Diamond Tiara would no longer cause them any trouble. The Earth pony explained that her newfound vigorous interest in bullying ensured Diamond Tiara would get a taste of her own medicine.
Sweetie Belle raised a hoof to her muzzle and giggled into it. The unicorn informed Apple Bloom that she would love to hear whatever devilish plan had brewed inside her head.
“Ah’ll tell ya lat’r, Sweetie. Fer now, we still got a victim ta practice on.”
Rainbow Dash continued to lie on her stomach and pant rapidly to get her breath and energy back.
Scootaloo walked behind her pet and began to preen the speedster’s feathers. She chomped in several areas, pulling loose plumes out of the wingtips and wings of the weatherpony.
Dash offered no resistance. She was slightly enervated. Additionally, she didn’t mind the preening and appreciated her Mistress’s doting display. She felt a small twitch of pain in her wing as Scootaloo yanked a tight feather.
“Mistakes happen.” Scootaloo stated apologetically.
As Scootaloo preened her pet, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom were whispering to each other about what they should make Rainbow Dash do next. Their voices were at low decibels and they spoke conspiratorially.
Rainbow felt less exhausted. Her breathing had returned to a normal pace. She took a deep respire and rested her head on top of her forelegs.
The orange pegasus preened Rainbow’s other wing, though she had pulled several taut feathers from the speedster. It took Scootaloo another few fleeting minutes to finish pluming Rainbow Dash. When complete, there were dozens of blue feathers that littered the clubhouse floor.
“Alright, rest period is over, puppy.” Sweetie Belle said.
“Yeah! We were discussin’ what ta have ya do next, an’ we have the perfect idea.”
Rainbow became laconic and waited for further instructions. She watched as both fillies lied on the floor and spread their hind legs.
Apple Bloom spoke from the supine position with a sarcastic tone.
“Do Sweetie an’ Ah gotta spell it out fer ya, Dash? Or can ya infer what we want?”
Scootaloo tittered at the aggressive edge to her friend’s voice and gave her pet an encouraging poke on the shoulder.
“Go on, Dashie. I know you understand what my friends want you to do. Don’t keep them waiting, Pet.”
With a servile response, Rainbow assured her Mistress that she’d perform the order to the best of her ability. Then, the speedster crawled the few feet that separated her and her Queens.
“Alright. I’ll start with you, Queen Sweetie Belle.”
“Good choice! So go ahead and-”
Sweetie’s voice was interrupted as Rainbow’s tongue slowly slid over the filly’s cunt. The unicorn’s eyes were wide and she immediately squealed a loud moan. Sweetie Belle had never felt anything this pleasurable.
Apple Bloom was envious that Rainbow had chosen Sweetie Belle first, though no order of operation was given. The yellow pony listened intently at her friend’s squeaks and delightful moans.
“G-G-Good girl!” Sweetie managed to stutter.
Rainbow Dash closed her eyes and stuck her tongue into Sweetie Belle’s pussy. The speedster licked the inner labia of the filly’s nether regions. She hastened her speed and grinned as she heard pleasant moans from the unicorn.
Sweetie Belle felt euphoric. Having another pony pleasure her in this way was a brand new experience. Every second of Rainbow’s dedicated servitude felt fantastic. The unicorn kept squealing and moaning as the pegasus licked and lapped.
Scootaloo offered her praise to her pet.
“This is what you were made for, Rainbow. You were born to be a pet. Keep going. You’re making her happy.”
Rainbow, encouraged by her Mistress, quickened her speed once more. Her tongue flicked at the filly’s clitoris. Dash buried her muzzle in the inner walls of Sweetie’s pussy. The speedster’s tongue traced a circular position around the unicorn’s clit.
“O-O-Oh gosh!” Sweetie gasped.
Apple Bloom was biting her hoof as she imagined what it felt like. Hearing the squeals of her friend gave the southern pony confidence that it was a pleasurable feeling.
Rainbow Dash lapped enthusiastically at Sweetie’s clitoris. The unicorn tasted sweet and the speedster loved the flavor. She kept licking for a few moments before she heard Sweetie Belle moan in ecstasy. Rainbow knew what was imminent.
Sweetie’s hips bucked fervidly and her breath quickened. The unicorn released a loud, shrill moan as her juices squirted from her cunt.
Rainbow licked them up and swallowed. The weatherpony continued to lick Sweetie for another minute to ensure there were no juices left. Then she removed her face from the filly’s crotch.
“T-T-That was….. so…” Sweetie Belle mumbled.
Scootaloo giggled at her unicorn friend’s behavior. It reminded her of the first time she felt Rainbow’s tongue inside her.
“I had the same reaction my first time, Sweetie Belle. Feels phenomenal. Just lie there for a while and get your energy back.”
Sweetie murmured gratitude and took Scootaloo’s advice.
Rainbow’s attention turned to the yellow filly. Her muzzle inclined to Apple Bloom’s cunt. Dash gently blew a stream of air into the southern pony’s nether region.
Apple Bloom released a small moan at the unfamiliar sensation. She removed her hoof from her mouth and instructed Rainbow Dash to get started.
“C’mon! An’ Ah bet’r feel like Sweetie did. Dont’cha hold anythin’ back.”
“Of course, Queen Apple Bloom.”
With those words, Rainbow pressed her muzzle into the yellow filly’s cunt. She licked excitedly. Apple Bloom, while not as sweet as Sweetie Belle, tasted good. Her tongue extended and traced the inner labia.
The red-maned filly moaned pleasurably.
“Th-That’s what Ah’m talkin’ ‘bout.”
Chuckling, Rainbow continued. Her tongue moved around Apple Bloom’s cunt repeatedly in a circular pattern. As she licked, she heard pleasurable squeals and noticed Apple Bloom’s hind leg absentmindedly kick.
“Good girl, Dashie. Make her happy too.”
Rainbow didn’t need reassurance. She planned on it. Her tongue turned towards Apple Bloom’s clit and she repeated the same action on the yellow filly’s clitoris that she had on Sweetie Belle’s.
Apple Bloom was a quick shot. Whether it was from inexperience, excitement, or Rainbow’s talent, was irrelevant.
After only two minutes of Rainbow lapping at her clitoris, Apple Bloom moaned loudly. Her body matched Sweetie Belle’s movements upon orgasming.
As she had done with Sweetie Belle, Rainbow swallowed the juices before licking Apple Bloom for another minute to ensure none remained. When done, she pulled her muzzle back and wiped her chin with a foreleg.
“D-Dear Celestia…” Apple Bloom stammered.
Scootaloo told Apple Bloom to lie down and rest too. Then, her attention turned to Rainbow Dash.
The orange pegasus stood above her pet and put a doting hoof on Rainbow’s mane. Rubbing her coiffure affectionately, she told Rainbow to head home and rest.
“But, come back at nine tomorrow morning. I’ve got a delightful idea that I want to try. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle will be with me again.”
“Yes, Mistress. I’ll see you all tomorrow.”
The speedster stood erect and ambled to the clubhouse door. With one brief look behind her, she raised a foreleg to gesticulate a goodbye.
Rainbow opened the clubhouse door and descended the wooden stairs. Once her hooves reached the ground, she kicked off, flapped her wings, and became airborne. Seconds later, she soared with rapid acceleration towards her Cloudominium.
Author's Note
Enjoy a new chapter!
Convival CMC Complete Mare Control
Rainbow Dash excitedly left her home. After the intense, fun and convivial time she had yesterday, the cerulean weatherpony was antsy for whatever would come today. The sky was a beautiful shade of cyan with few clouds present. The weather matched her emotions; cheerful, sunny, and warm.
Yesterday was amazing! I can’t wait to see what Mistress and my Queens have prepared for me today.
As she flew towards the Crusaders Clubhouse, her mind idly flickered to the many possibilities of what may lay in store upon her arrival.
Degradation and bullying tactics? More cunningulus? Will Mistress have the bangle today? Will Mistress be devoted and doting or dominant and demeaning? Loving? Punishing? What about Queen Apple Bloom and Queen Sweetie Belle? More mockery? The anticipation is causing anxiety! I’m yearning to know!
Her wings flapped with vigor and gusto as she eagerly flew towards her destination. She left her Cloudominium at 8:30 and knew she’d not be tardy. An appointment with her Mistress and Queens so early in the morning gave the speedster hope that she’d be spending most of the day with the three dominant fillies. With that thought in her mind, the weathermare unconsciously squealed with a shrill tone.
Rainbow raised a cerulean hoof and shielded her eyes from the sun. She placed her hoof underneath her forehead and squinted. The familiar shape of the Crusader’s Clubhouse came into focused view. Grinning jovially, her wings redoubled her efforts, and she zoomed with great speed towards the wooden structure.
Less than two minutes transpired before the speedster landed in front of the clubhouse. She noticed Scootaloo standing at the bottom of the staircase, and, raising a cerulean hoof towards her Mistress, waved in a friendly manner at the orange pegasus.
“Good morning, Mistress Scootaloo!”
The small, young filly smiled pleasantly at her pet and nodded gently towards her. Scootaloo reciprocated the gesture and wished a good morning to Rainbow. Then, she extended her other hoof from behind her back and procured a blindfold.
Rainbow noticed the object and her heart began to palpitate from exhilaration. She took a step towards her Owner, and, with a shaking voice, asked if Scootaloo wanted Rainbow to wear it immediately.
A giddy, affirmative nod was the response from her Mistress. Dash ambled up to the young filly and knelt before her. Scootaloo, pleased with the obvious submission and eagerness by Rainbow, hastily tied the blindfold over the cerulean mare’s eyes.
“A new element for our play, Dashie. Being blindfolded and unaware of what may happen to you. Exciting to imagine, isn’t it?”
Rainbow took a deep breath as she felt the silky, velvet object obscure her vision. Scootaloo was upping the ante with each session and the speedster loved the new development.
“Extremely, Mistress. Do you have rope or shackles inside, too?”
Scootaloo chuckled at the brazen inquiry of her pet. The filly softly rubbed her hoof alongside the lower mandible of Rainbow.
“Patience, Dashie. I appreciate your energeticness, but enjoy what the Cutie Mark Crusaders have planned for you.”
Rainbow Dash felt a hoof gently poke her ribcage and gasped at the unexpected prod.
“It’s me, Pet. I’m helping you climb the stairs and enter the clubhouse.”
The speedster relaxed as the familiar voice of her owner was detected. She nodded in gratitude.
Scootaloo told Rainbow to begin walking. The order was immediately followed. Slow hoofsteps clacked on the wooden staircase. Creaks from the mahogany permeated their ears. Despite being in an antsy rush to discover what would happen today, Rainbow took her time and walked carefully up the makeshift planks of the impromptu staircase.
The speedster was halfway towards the clubhouse. Scootaloo watched as the weathermare walked by. Feeling saucy, Scootaloo extended a hoof and swatted Rainbow’s plot.
Rainbow released a salacious moan of pleasure from the sensation. She knew Scootaloo was the culprit of the lascivious act. With a crimson tint adorning her cheeks, she playfully chastised her Mistress for the spank.
Scootaloo smirked at the puckish banter and hastily swatted Rainbow’s hindquarters a second time. In response, another moan escaped the speedster’s mouth. Concurrently, the cerulean mare’s blush furthered.
“I know you’re acting kittenish. But, the spanks are extra auxiliaries that are designed to reaffirm your status as my pet. You’ll always belong to me, Rainbow Dash.”
A third spank was delivered to Rainbow’s plot. RD’s breathing labored slightly from the constant coquettish displays. She loudly moaned and released a low gurgle of incoherently strung together words.
Scootaloo ignored them.
“Get up those stairs, whorse. There’s five left. Doorknob is on your right.”
Nodding, Rainbow complied. Her hooves trudged over the remaining stairs. Upon ascending the staircase, Rainbow extended a hoof to her right and attempted to locate the doorknob.
Scootaloo, with mild amusement, observed her pet’s behavior.
She’s so beautiful. Whether I regard her as my heroine, who performs amazing aerial tricks and exhibits irrepressible courage and loyalty, or my pet, who obeys every command and demonstrates epitomized obedience, I’ll always love you deeply, Rainbow Dash.
“Scootaloo!”
The young pony rapidly shook her head to escape her interior monologue. Dazed and confused, she stared at Rainbow Dash.
“Hey! Did you hear me, Mistress?”
Scootaloo hastily rubbed both eyes with her hooves in an attempt to regain a semblance of concentration.
“Huh? What?”
With a teasing scowl, Rainbow explained that she couldn't find the doorknob and had asked Scootaloo to open the door.
Scootaloo, with embarrassment at her fawning daydream, rubbed her mane in discomfiture while apologizing for making Rainbow wait. The filly gently slid underneath Rainbow’s forehooves and used her fetlock to make the door ajar.
The orange filly slipped into the clubhouse and audibly beckoned Rainbow inside.
“There’s nothing directly in front of you. Just walk towards my voice, Pet.”
Rainbow obeyed and entered the abode. Using Scootaloo’s voice as a guide, the cerulean mare walked towards the younger pony.
“Stop, Dashie. You’re about three meters away.”
Heeding the command, Dash halted her movements. Her ears twitched at the audible sounds. Subtle and light hoofsteps, an occasional cough, and gentle clinks were all detected by the speedster.
Scootaloo, knowing her pet heard the cacophony, elucidated.
“Just my fellow crusaders, Dashie. They’re setting up something that we’re certain you’ll enjoy.”
Curious, Rainbow had an impish desire to pull the blindfold down and peek at what escapades awaited her. However, not knowing was more exciting. With no inklings, Rainbow remained erect and still until her Mistress would address her.
“Sit, Pet. It’ll only be a few more minutes until we’re completely ready.”
Rainbow Dash obeyed the order and slowly sat on her haunches. The cerulean mare’s ears occasionally twitched at detecting the sounds in the vicinity’s proximity.
“I’ll be right back, Dashie.”
The sound of Scootaloo’s hoofsteps echoed. The orange pegasus was assisting Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle with their planned shenanigans. The three fillies were placing several items on a table.
“Which one looks better, girls? The purple or polka dotted?” Sweetie Belle asked.
“Ah think polka dot. Jus’ mah opinion.”
“Purple matches my mane so it gets my vote.”
The two fillies giggled at Scootaloo’s comparison. Sweetie Belle placed both objects on the table.
“Ya foun’ that in Rarity’s room?”
“Yeah! I was shocked and slightly amazed at my sister’s choice. Her and Fluttershy went to the spa and I know she’ll look for this when she gets home. I’ll have enough time to wash it and put it back. Her spa visits take over six hours.”
What the heck are those fillies discussing? What did Queen Sweetie Belle find in Rarity’s room?
In the midst of Rainbow’s internal inquisitiveness, the pegasus felt lips gently press against her own. Despite being blindfolded, the cerulean mare’s eyes widened at the sudden sensation. She didn’t need her sight to know it was her Mistress kissing her.
Dash softly raised her two forelegs and searched for her owner’s body. They first landed on her midriff. Rainbow slowly moved her forelegs upwards. Sliding over the filly’s chest, then shoulders, Rainbow ardently advanced her appendages inwards and wrapped them carnally around Scootaloo’s neck.
The two pegasi passionately embraced in an act of solicitous salaciousness. With her forelegs enfolded around the orange pegasus’s cervix, Rainbow released an intense, frenetic display of vehement fervor. The older mare’s lips lovingly placed smackers and snogs repeatedly on the lips of the filly.
Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom continued to place objects on the table. They’d periodically glance at the lovers.
“Scootaloo looks so happy whenever she’s kissing Rainbow.”
“Ah know, Sweetie. Good fer her. Ah’m glad she foun’ such a dedicated partn’r.”
Scootaloo moaned longingly into her girlfriend’s mouth. The filly tenderly placed an orange hoof around Rainbow’s chin and cupped it. Her other hoof traced the cerulean fluff of the speedster’s chest. She kissed Rainbow back with ardent desire.
Both ponies lovingly canoodled and concomitantly held the other in their amorous, affectionate embrace. Red blushes appeared on both lovers from the act. Zealous moans reached the ears of the white unicorn and yellow Earth pony.
“Heh. Scootaloo couldn’t wait till we had finished setting up.”
“She mus’ be itchin’ fer contact with her pet. Pretty adorable iffin Ah say so mahself.”
“Come on, Apple Bloom. Help me remove the last items from the box and we’ll be all situated.”
Apple Bloom nodded at her unicorn friend and aided the filly with the task. They placed the final objects on the table and turned back to the pair of pegasi lovers.
“We’re done, Scootaloo.”
“Yeah. Ah reck’n we’re ready ta git started.”
Hearing that, Scootaloo gently pulled away from her lover and turned her head to stare at Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom.
Rainbow sadly whinnied from the cessation of their shared kissing. It had just gotten steamy.
Scootaloo giggled at Rainbow’s melancholic mood. She leaned in and gave Rainbow a brief peck on the lips followed by another on her cheek.
“Patience, pet. You’ll be in a lot of pleasure shortly. I guarantee that.”
Rainbow gulped at the tone. It was a mix of predatory and luscious. With a slight stammer, she managed to formulate a coherent reply.
“I’m l-looking forward to w-whatever you dominant f-fillies have planned.”
Scootaloo outstretched a hoof and lovingly rubbed Rainbow’s mane. The kaleidoscopic array of colors were entrancing to the orange filly. As she rubbed her pet’s coif, she whispered soothing words of pride.
“Good girl. Such an obedient pet. You make me the happiest filly in Equestria, Dashie.”
Rainbow released several squeaks and squeals from the imbued sensations caused by her Mistress. The speedy pegasus proudly grinned at the praise and told Scootaloo she was happy to be her pet.
“I love you, Mistress Scootaloo.”
The admissions rewarded Rainbow with another gentle kiss placed on her lips. The buss was brief and lasted for two seconds. Rainbow whined as she longed for a deeper osculate from her Owner.
“I love you too, Pet. But no whining. Behave.”
Rainbow immediately ceased her wry wails.
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Stay here. I’m going to speak with Apple Bloom and Sweetie Bell to ensure we’re ready for the real fun to begin, Dashie.”
The mare gave a tacit nod in response and did as instructed. She remained inert and waited patiently for her Mistress to return.
She heard the gentle hoofsteps of her owner as Scootaloo trot away. Whispers of the three fillies permeated her ears.
“Are you two sure we’re ready?”
“Yep! All items are laying on the table.”
“Yeah! Sweetie an’ Ah finish’d settin’ up while ya was busy kissin’ that pet o’ yers.”
Scootaloo shot Apple Bloom a mocking scowl.
The yellow Earth pony tittered and gently popped Scootaloo on the shoulder.
“Jus’ teasin’. Ah know ya couldn’ resist smoochin’ Rainbow. Sweetie an Ah got everythin’ ready. Ah promise.”
Sweetie gazed at the arrayed spread of items on the table and giggled. The possibilities of what could happen with these objects caused her glee.
“Scootaloo. Apple Bloom. We agreed that we’re ready to begin?”
Both fillies turned to the white unicorn and bobbed their heads. The escapades would be imminent and the three crusaders were beaming with the planned exploits.
Chuckling, the three fillies sauntered towards the blindfolded pegasus. Each of them turned in tandem to stare at each other. The Cutie Mark Crusaders trudged forwards with excitement coursing through their young bodies.
“Hey, Pet?”
“Yes, Mistress Scootaloo?”
“Are you ready to be utterly degraded, ridiculed, mocked, and used by three dominant fillies?”
Rainbow released a low gasp of anticipation and frantically nodded.
“Yes! Dear Celestia, yes!”
Apple Bloom chuckled at the submissive response. Sweetie Belle grinned impishly. Scootaloo smiled proudly and replied.
“As expected, Dashie. Your enthusiasm is adorable. However, you’re still a filthy whorse and a dirty fillyfooler.”
Hearing the derogatory degradation, the pegasus squeaked bashfully before wildly nodding.
“Yes! I’m a total fillyfooler! I’m nothing more than a kinky mare who loves to be debased by hot dominant fillies. Being degraded and treated like trash fills me with joy. There’s no better feeling than becoming servile and seen as an inferior pony. I love to be ridiculed, mocked, and utterly dominated. It’s my true place.”
With her vision still obscured by the blindfold, Rainbow tilted her head towards the three fillies and continued to speak.
“Will you three crusaders use me at your leisure? Utterly degrade and bully me please. I want you all to see me as garbage and treat me like complete filth. Flaunt your superiority and be as crude as possible.”
The three fillies looked at each other and grinned triumphantly. All crusaders were thrilled. Scootaloo spoke first.
“I didn’t even need to give the order to beg us. Such a good girl, Dashie.”
“Yes. You make a very prim and proper pet, Rainbow Dash.”
“Ah agree. Iffin that’s wha’ yer wantin’ that’s wha’ yer gettin’ from us.”
Rainbow squirmed under their gaze and the submissive atmosphere. Here she was, a future Wonderbolt. A loud, boisterous showoff. The Element of Loyalty and a heroine for Equestria. Yet, all of that was ignored. She sat before the three fillies without those titles. Instead, she was regarded as their submissive pony pet.
Blushing wildly, the speedster gave a deep bow and replied. “Thank you, Mistress and Queens.”
Scootaloo watched Rainbow’s biddable display. The orange pegasus smirked at the obeisance. Taking initiative, she closed the distance between herself and Rainbow. The filly put a doting hoof under Rainbow’s chin and gently tilted the speedster’s head.
Expecting another kiss, Dash puckered her lips to prepare. The speedster’s heart beat rapidly in earnest excitement.
Scootaloo didn’t press her lips to Rainbow’s. Instead, she chuckled and tenderly stroked the fur under Rainbow’s chin.
“Such a needy little pet. You’re always aching for your Mistress’s touch and commands, aren’t you, Dashie?”
The weatherpony quivered under her owner’s gaze and hold. She released three deep gasps to regain her breath control before she nodded.
“Yes, Mistress. You make me feel frenzied. I become a huge wet mess whenever you take control.”
Sweetie Belle gave a snort at the admission.
“The ‘great’ Rainbow Dash. Reduced to a plaything for a filly without her cutie mark yet. How the mighty have fallen.”
Dash squeaked at the teasing remark. The noise made Apple Bloom chuckle.
“Ah’m thinkin’ ya got the wrong cutie mark, Rainbow. Ya’ll shoulda had a collar fer yer mark. That’s yer talent. Bein’ a pet ”
At the goaded taunt, Rainbow’s blush furthered. The speedster’s cheeks and muzzle turned a bright shade of pink. She submissively extended her tongue out of her maw and released another squeak.
“That’s my talent?” Rainbow parroted.
“Mhm! Instead of the name “Rainbow Dash”, you should’ve been called “Trainbow Trash.” Sweetie supplied.
A few seconds of awkward silence followed the statement before Scootaloo inquired what the unicorn meant.
“You know. Because she’d be trained as a pet, would keep her multi-chromed mane colors, and get treated like trash. Trainbow Trash sounds like a perfect name.”
“Sweetie Belle. That’s utterly stupid.” Scootaloo admonished with overwhelming disdain.
“Hey! It sounded better in my head!” Sweetie defended herself.
“It doesn’t even sound good if you think it in your mind!” Scootaloo retorted.
Apple Bloom placed a hoof on the shoulders of her two best friends and lambasted them for getting worked up over something so fatuous.
“Cun ya’ll pause yer silly fight? We gots a subby pony in fron’ o’ us. She’s achin’ ta serve. Wheth’r her name’s Rainbow Dash, Trainbow Trash, o’ anythin’ else, Ah reckon we give ‘er what she wants.”
Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle glanced at each other for a moment before collectively nodding. Their silly, petulant quarrel was puerile.
“You’re right, Apple Bloom. Scoots, let’s ignore that, and have fun with the ‘great’ Rainbow Dash.”
“Sounds great to me, Sweetie Belle. Apple Bloom is right. My pet wants to be a good submissive pegasus and act servile to her betters.”
Scootaloo removed her hoof from Rainbow’s chin. The orange filly lowered her head and placed a quick kiss on the speedster’s lips.
When it ended, Rainbow uttered a high-pitched and satisfied squeal. Her Mistress was teasing her very well today and the cerulean mare enjoyed it.
“You promise to obey any command we set forth? Whether it’s decreed by me, Apple Bloom, or Sweetie Belle? Moreover, you’ll follow the order to the best of your capabilities? No matter what we instruct, you’ll execute it down to the last letter?”
Rainbow gave a bow of great reverence and deference. She kept her chin on the ground while replying back to the dominant filly.”
“I promise to obey every order given by Mistress Scootaloo, Queen Apple Bloom and Queen Sweetie Belle. Regardless of what it is, I’ll comply without question and carry out all commands that you three demand today.”
The obsequious response caused all three fillies to collectively giggle. The crusaders were enjoying the gradual deepening submission of the usually cocky pegasus pony.
“Very good, Pet. Mistress is pleased.”
“So is Queen Sweetie Belle.”
“Ah’m mildly impressed. Bu’ actions speak loud’r than words. Prove yerself ta Queen Apple Bloom, bitch.”
Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle glanced at the southern Earth pony. Apple Bloom had demonstrated a penchant for domineering. Of the three crusaders, the yellow filly seemed the most to relish an opportunity to flaunt her superiority towards Rainbow Dash.
RD raised her head off the floor and stared in Apple Bloom’s direction before replying.
“I understand, Queen Apple Bloom. I’ll prove my words. Tell me what you desire.”
Apple Bloom studied the obsequious weathermare for a moment. Then, she simpered as a maliciously coy idea came to mind.
“Open yer mouth.”
Rainbow Dash obeyed. With her mouth open, she asked the yellow filly if she had performed the command correctly.
“Not quite. Tilt yer head back an’ extend yer tongue pass yer maw.”
The weatherpony performed the slavish behavior. Her tongue rested on her chin. The speedster’s blush deepened at her submissive display.
“Liake thipfs?”
The red-maned filly beamed proudly.
“Perfect! Now hold still.”
Rainbow Dash waited for what was to come. The pause took only a few fleeting seconds. She felt a warm, effervescent substance trickle on her tongue. It tasted oddly, yet somehow familiar.
“Apple Bloom!” Sweetie Belle yelped in surprise.
“You just…” Scootaloo began to stammer.
“Ah know what Ah’d did! An’ it felt wond’rful.”
The young ungulate turned her attention to the submissive pegasus. With a sotto voce remark, she commanded the Wonderbolt reserve to tilt her head back.
“All the way. Then Ah want’cha ta swallow mah gift.”
Rainbow didn’t waste time. She gleefully angled her head upwards and gulped the substance down. Her tongue extended further out of her mouth as her blush deepend from the submissive act.
“Complete, Queen Apple Bloom.”
To show veracity, Rainbow opened her mouth wider and lifted her tongue to show the liquid had been swallowed.
The Earth pony chuckled and put a comforting hoof to Rainbow’s coif. She began to gently rub the speedster’s mane.
“Good bitch. Ya know that ya’ll jus’ gulped mah spit? Not kiddin’ eith’r. Ah jus’ spat in yer mouth an’ watch’d ya swallow it.”
“She really did, Dashie. I’m surprised she did that.”
Rainbow swallowed nervously and lowered her head before replying to her Mistress.
“I believe it happened. Though, I’m shocked too. It was a mix of downright disgusting and hugely hot.”
Apple Bloom guffawed at Rainbow’s confession. With a smirk, she informed the speedster that she thought Dash was a dirty and kinky pet who only existed to serve her superiors.
Rainbow bit her lip at the teasing remark and took a sharp respire. Dash released it slowly before thanking her Queen for the demeaned response.
Sweetie Belle turned and strode towards the table. She selected the purple object and happily trot back to join her friends. The unicorn delicately placed the item in Scootaloo’s hooves and winked at her.
“You did say it matched your mane, Scoots. Rainbow is your pet. You should be the first to use this.”
The young pegasus gave her unicorn friend a cheeky grin and gently brought the item towards her face to inspect it closely. She turned the object multiple times to view it from different angles. Satisfied, she donned it and took a step towards Rainbow Dash.
The cerulean mare felt a looming presence and craned her neck upwards. The velvety blindfold was making her crazy. She wanted to see what was going on. But she behaved and kept it snugly over her eyes.
“Mistress?”
“Yes, Pet?”
“You’re not going to spit in my mouth too, are you?”
Scootaloo chuckled at Rainbow’s sudden and brazen question. She appreciated that Rainbow Dash had a knack for always speaking her mind.
“No, Pet. I’m happy to dominate you completely, but I’m more refined than Apple Bloom’s uncouth ways.”
“Hey! Ah’m not uncouth! Ah saw a chance ta demean ‘er, an’ Ah took it!”
Scootaloo smirked as Apple Bloom’s defense pervaded her eardrums. She put a hoof up in a placating gesture and assured her friend that it was all a jesting joke.
The vivacious orange pegasus placed a loving hoof on Rainbow’s mane and gently caressed it. Scootaloo smiled as Rainbow released small squeaks of fervor.
“I won’t spit, Rainbow. But I want you to open your mouth.”
Empirically trusting her Mistress, Rainbow extended her jaw muscles and allowed her mouth to become agape.
Seeing this, Scootaloo pat Rainbow’s head again.
“Good girl, Dashie. Next, I command you to lay on your belly. Get in a very comfortable and submissive position for me, Pet.”
The order was immediately complied. Rainbow’s belly bristles made contact with the hardwood floor. She repositioned herself to a better locus and relaxed her body.
Scootaloo whispered soothing affirmations to her property. The words made Rainbow blissfully sigh and gain joy for being a great pet. A few cute squeals of pleasure escaped Rainbow’s lips.
“Keep your mouth open. That’s all I expect you to do, Dashie. Mistress will take care of the rest.”
Rainbow did as instructed. Her mouth stayed agape. When nothing occurred after several seconds, Rainbow wondered what was going on.
That’s when Scootaloo lurched forwards and pressed herself into her pet.
Dash felt the thick, plastic, hard, strap-on push itself past her lips and bury itself in her mouth. Despite her vision being veiled, her eyes widened at the sudden impetus.
Mistress! You cheeky little-
Her thoughts were interrupted by Scootaloo’s authoritative command. However, it wasn’t directed at Rainbow, but towards the other fillies.
“Hold her down.”
Before Dash could react, she felt one of the crusaders stretch their body over her back and neck. The other tightly clutched the back of her cranium and pressed her head forwards to stabilize her position.
Scootaloo laughed heartily as she thrust her hips forwards. The purple strap-on made a loud GLURK noise as it forced itself deep into Rainbow’s mouth and partly down her throat. Enjoying the overwhelming domination she had over the speedster, Scootaloo placed her hooves on Rainbow’s mane to support her weight.
“That’s a good slut, Dashie. You’re just a glorified cocksleeve, aren’t you?”
Rainbow couldn’t reply. Here she was, the fabled, cool, awesome pegasus. The Element of Loyalty who had saved Equestria countless times from perilous dangers. The fastest flier in Equestria and the only pony to have performed the Sonic Rainbow. Yet, despite all those accolades, she lay before three dominant fillies and was reduced to their pet.
A snarky high-pitched giggle came from behind her. Rainbow surmised that Sweetie Belle was the one holding her head in place.
Scootaloo happily continued to fuck Rainbow’s throat with the purple strap-on. Between pulsated thrusts and gyrated movements, she spoke to her pet. The words were demeaning and severely sardonic.
“Assess your life, Pet. Everything you’ve accomplished has been meaningless. This is what you were created for. You were born to be my toy, Rainbow. You exist to serve me. Without the presence of me and my friends, your life has no value.”
Apple Bloom chuckled from her position upon Rainbow’s back.
Scootaloo thrusted a few more times before unleashing another smarmy quip. She sneered down at her property while speaking.
“You parade around Ponyville as if you’re Celestia’s gift to Equestria. You boast about being the best, and the speediest flier. Additionally, you constantly show off new aerial tricks and skills in an obvious ostentatious desire to be noticed. Dashie, I adore you and love you deeply, but you need to learn your place. You’re a smug, egotistical, cocky, overzealous pony who must understand humility.”
Her Mistress’s words were barely registering. Rainbow Dash was focusing on breathing out of her nasal cavity. The large strap-on was beginning to coarse her throat.
“Face the truth, Pet. You, Rainbow Dash, are not destined for greatness. Your fate isn’t to be the best. You’re not meant to have hundreds or thousands of adoring fans who idolize you. Moreover, you’re not deserving to be a Wonderbolt either. Your true destiny in this life is to be at my beck-and-call. Waiting on me hoof-and-frog. Serving me, your Mistress, is what you’re fated to do.”
Rainbow blinked back tears. They stemmed both from Scootaloo’s deep cutting words and the repeated thrusts of the strap-on in her throat.
Scootaloo told Apple Bloom to select a tool from the table and play with Rainbow. This caused the yellow filly to squeal jovially.
The speedster felt the crusader remove herself from her back. Her ears twitched as she heard Apple Bloom’s hoofsteps canter over the wooden floor. A few seconds passed before Dash listened to the filly chuckle.
“Ah got it, Scootaloo. Was hopin’ Ah’d be the one ta use this.”
The filly walked towards Rainbow, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle.
Dear Celestia. What now? What’s next?
Rainbow didn’t have long to mull the questions. She felt a sharp smack to her plot. The impetus caused a small moan that was muffled by the strap-on.
“Heh. Glad mah sis had this ridin’ crop aroun’. Thanks, sis!”
Applejack? Riding crop? How kinky are you, AJ?”
WHACK
Another sharp lash was cast upon Rainbow’s hindquarters. The speedster released a discordant sound that was a cross between a yelp of pain and a moan of pleasure. Despite only getting lashed twice, the speedster was confident that her keister was bright red.
“She’s such a naughty pet, Scootaloo. Did you hear that little moan?”
“I did, Sweetie Belle. Dashie here just loves to be at the mercy of us dominant fillies.”
Sweetie Belle observed Scootaloo and Apple Bloom use their toys on Rainbow Dash for a moment.
Her face conformed into a crestfallen look and she spoke melancholically.
“I wish I could pick a toy to use on Rainbow Dash too.”
Chuckling, Scootaloo instructed her unicorn friend to do so.
“But, don’t you want Rainbow to be held down?”
“Oh, Dashie won’t dare try to escape. She’s enjoying this humiliation and degradation far too much. I only asked you and Apple Bloom to do that, so Rainbow would know she’s powerless against the three of us.”
Smirking, Sweetie Belle told the orange pegasus that she was bad in a good way. Then, the white unicorn released her hold of Rainbow’s head. She sauntered towards the table and took a moment to peruse the available selection. Sweetie heard the rapid GLURK of Rainbow’s throat as it was victimized by Scootaloo’s purple strap-on. A raucous lash from the riding crop was a desultory noise that suffused Sweetie’s eardrums.
“Good whorse, Dashie. You were born to be used. If you weren’t so busy slurping this dildo, I’d ask you to reiterate your purpose.”
Scootaloo laughed wickedly. The chortling was contagious and both Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle joined in the mocking risibility a moment later.
It soon died down and the three fillies continued their activities.
The orange pegasus gleefully kept fucking Rainbow’s throat. The yellow Earth pony euphorically whipped Rainbow’s plot repeatedly. The white unicorn found an item she wanted to use on Rainbow and clutched it in her hooves.
Sweetie Belle grinned merrily as she trot back to the debauched turpitude. She cast a brief glance at the cerulean mare and noticed trickles of tears cascading down the speedster’s face. The sight of the teardrops caused the filly slight trepidation.
“Um, Scootaloo?”
“What is it, Sweetie Belle?”
“Rainbow’s crying.”
The orange pegasus paused her thrusts. She gazed at the face of her marefriend and observed the wet streaks on the speedster’s cheeks. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight.
“Apple Bloom. Hold off.”
“Sure, Scoots. Ah cun wait.”
Slowly, Scootaloo removed the plastic appendage from Rainbow’s mouth.
The first thing Rainbow did was take a deep breath. Another followed immediately. She lay on the wooden floor gasping for air. As she respired, her shoulders and chest rose with every inhalation.
Scootaloo was alarmed by the scene and affectionately placed a hoof on Rainbow’s mane.
“You alright, babe? Was it too much?”
Each of Rainbow’s breaths were accompanied by a cough. Her body needed air but her lungs rejected it by coughing immediately. Dash desperately panted for oxygen.
Scootaloo’s eyes widened and she quickly told both crusaders to get Rainbow some water.
Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom sprang into action. The yellow pony grabbed a water bottle while the white unicorn levitated a cup. Apple Bloom quickly poured the liquid into the mug.
The fillies ambled next to Scootaloo and cast a worried glance at the enervated speedster.
Sweetie Belle gently floated the mug towards Rainbow’s face and Scootaloo instructed her Pet to drink slowly.
With a raspy voice, Dash thanked them for the water. She tilted her head back and drank the beverage with laggard sips. The water cooled her throat and relaxed her muscles. She continued to sip the water for a few moments. Rainbow enjoyed how it reinvigorated her body.
The three fillies were laconic and observed Rainbow. Each felt their peccant behavior was culpable for the situation. Silently, they concomitantly glanced at each other in a tacit understanding before fully returning their attention to the cerulean mare.
Rainbow’s breathing had become deeper. She took several inhalations and held them for several seconds before exhaling out of her mouth. Her body didn’t quiver nor did coughs sporadically appear.
“I’m alright.” Rainbow suddenly uttered.
“Are you sure, Dashie?”
“Yes, Mistress. I may have a sore throat for a day or two, but that’s all.”
The CMC nodded as Rainbow took a big gulp of water. She swallowed it greedily and took another deep breath.
“Do you want to stop, Dashie?”
“No. I’m enjoying this, Mistress. Honest. The tears weren’t from the treatment. They were because my throat was hurting.”
The speedster looked expectantly at the three dominant fillies and spoke pleadingly to each of them.
“I assure you that I want to continue. Everything is fine.”
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle turned to Scootaloo to get her opinion. As Rainbow’s owner, their pegasus friend had the ultimate decision and final say. They shared a tense moment and collectively wondered if playtime ended.
Smirking, Scootaloo finally replied to Rainbow. As she spoke, the filly kissed Rainbow’s forehead, cheek, chin, and lips.
“We’ll recommence, Pet.”
Dash ardently kissed Scootaloo. Their tongues meshed amorously and danced with fluttering passion as the pegasi were deeply intertwined in their amatory antics.
Scootaloo gently broke the kiss and softly pushed Rainbow’s chest. The filly grinned fervently at her marefriend and she received the same expression.
“Scootaloo? Can I use my item on Rainbow now?” Sweetie Belle asked.
The orange filly stared at the object clutched in the white unicorn’s hooves. She chuckled and enthusiastically nodded.
“Go ahead. She’s worn them before, Sweetie Belle. Nothing new to a Pet.”
Giggling, Sweetie Belle ambled up to the weatherpony and fastened a leather collar on Rainbow’s neck. She snugly secured the gorget and stepped back.
“Now she looks even cuter!” Sweetie Belle piped.
Apple Bloom chortled as Rainbow blushed from the compliment.
Collared and blindfolded, Rainbow sat submissively across from three dominant fillies. Her Mistress and Queens beamed with pride at the spectacle.
The orange pegasus coaxed Rainbow Dash to lay in a supine position. Scootaloo smiled happily as she observed the speedster obey the simple request.
“Complete, Mistress. What next?”
“You’ll be instructed shortly, Dashie.”
With that, Scootaloo turned her body and positioned herself so an orange hoof lay dormant on the side of Rainbow’s head.
“Want to guess what I’ll have you do, Dashie?”
Knowing her owner was directly above her, Dash stammered. She knew she appeared submissive. Collared, Blindfolded, and under the scrutiny of her Mistress, and the mercy of three dominant fillies.
Rainbow blushed at the promiscuous and teasing tone. She knew that Scootaloo was standing directly over her.
“I don’t know, Mistress. You’re full of surprises.”
Scootaloo simpered at the heartwarming comment. She lovingly gazed at her pet and elucidated.
“A proper Mistress deserves to have a throne, Dashie. Your face looks to be the perfect seat.”
Understanding the implications, Rainbow’s face turned beet red. The speedster released desultory squeaks and squeals at the insinuated innuendo. Her hoof slowly outstretched and the weatherpony rested it gently on her Mistress’s foreleg.
“You’re…. Gonna….”
“Sit my plot directly on your face. Yes, Pet.”
Scootaloo giggled and slowly lowered herself. As she moved downwards, the bubbly pegasus observed Rainbow’s expression. The kaleidoscopic-maned weathermare began to take deep breaths in anticipation of what would imminently occur.
“Sounds like somepony is excited. You want that, Rainbow Dash? To have my young filly ass in your face? To sit right on your snout and muzzle? Does the idea get you horny, whorse?”
RD gave an impassioned and fervid squeal. The sound was music to Scootaloo’s ears.
Scootaloo dropped her body a bit more and swayed her hips seductively. She knew Rainbow couldn’t witness it, but still wanted to tease her dirty pet. The crusader spoke while moving downwards.
“That’s what you crave, isn’t it, Dash? Losing control and submitting to my dominance? To realize that the ‘great’ Rainbow Dash is nothing more than Mistress Scootaloo’s bitch?”
The verbal onslaught of disparaging remarks made the speedster moan passionately. Every word that her owner spoke was accurate. Rainbow wanted to feel powerless and at Scootaloo’s mercy.
She nodded meekly and released a pitiful squeal of affirmations.
“Louder, Rainbow. Use your words.”
“I said that everything is true, Mistress! You make me crave complete and utter domination and humiliation. I love you for invoking those desires in me.”
“You’re welcome, Pet. Mistress knows what’s best for her property. Go ahead, Pet. Beg your Owner to sit on your stupid face.”
Rainbow unleashed a desperate display of beseeching. She enjoined the crusader to place her posterior down and use her face as a seat. Dash promised that she’d be a proper comfortable throne for the powerful pegasus filly. The speedster reiterated that she was a dirty foal fiddler and deserved to be demeaned by Scootaloo and treated like trash.
Sounds of concomitant cackles pervaded Rainbow’s ears. Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom had found Rainbow’s self-deprecating speech very risible. The two fillies laughed heartily while clutching their tummies.
Scootaloo grinned at her pet’s response. With a mocking tone, she congratulated the egotistical pony for being and commanded Dash to lift her head.
“Tilt yourself upwards, Pet. My ass is hovering above your face and I want to feel your lips kiss it.”
With a coquettish desire, the cerulean mare slowly lifted her head towards the filly’s posterior. Her snout met Scootaloo’s purple tail. Dash’s muzzle twitched and she refrained from sneezing. Dash moved her head in all angles in a longing attempt to obey her owner.
Scootaloo playfully rolled her eyes from her pet’s behavior. With a jocose sigh, she clutched a hoofful of Rainbow’s coif and yanked the older mare’s face towards the orange posterior that demanded worship.
“Kiss.”
Scootaloo, tightly clasping Rainbow’s multicolored mane, pressed her cheeks into Dash’s face.
“My.”
The filly teasingly shook her plot in Rainbow’s face for several seconds while giggling.
“Ass.”
She yanked Rainbow’s head forwards and smooshed the speedster’s face into her curvaceous backside. The other fillies laughed at the display. Scootaloo held Rainbow’s mane in a taut grip and wiggled her butt expectantly.
“Your face is squished into my ass, Dashie. Press your lips to my plot and show it proper devotion. Worship my filly ass, you dirty bitch!”
Rainbow, amazed by the complete dominance of her Owner, hastily placed her lips on Scootaloo’s cheeks and kissed repeatedly. The loud smooches were detected by Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle.
Scootaloo grinned maliciously as her fellow crusaders ridiculed the weathermare.
“A renowned pony like Rainbow Dash… kissing the blank flank ass of our best friend. She has no shame, does she, Apple Bloom?”
“Nope! She throws it away ta be a dirty los’r. Bein’ Scootaloo’s bitch makes her life complete. Dash wouldn’ trade it fer anythin’.”
The speedster released pitiful squeaks and squeals as she fervently kissed the orange fur of Scootaloo’s ass. In response, Scootaloo cackled victoriously at Rainbow’s obsequious act.
“Wish we had a camera for this, crusaders. Dash would never be able to live this down if evidence of our debauchery was photographed.”
Rainbow moaned with pleasure as her Mistress used her for ponysonal enjoyment. Her cerulean hoof gently traced a circle on Scootaloo’s cheek. The speedster was loving the situation she found herself in.
“Pet. Tell me who owns you.”
Rainbow ceased kissing Scootaloo’s ass and answered without hesitation.
“Mistress Scootaloo.”
“Good girl. I, Mistress Scootaloo, am superior to you in every way. I’m stronger, faster, smarter, cooler, and all around better. Agreed, Dashie?”
The supine mare placed a loving smooch on Scootaloo’s ass before agreeing to the comparative statement.
“You’ve always been better than me, Mistress.”
Scootaloo removed her hoof from Rainbow’s mane and stuck her tongue out cheekily. She gyrated her hips. The impetus caused her plot to wobble and slide the cheeks around Rainbow’s face.
“Damn right, Pet. You’ve always been, and always will be nothing.”
The cocky orange filly pushed her body backwards and smacked Rainbow’s face with her ass. The sudden impact resulted in the speedster falling back to the wooden floor. Scootaloo smugly stood in a domineering manner.
“Take a deep breath, Dashie. I’m ready to use my permanent throne. Your face looks very comfortable.”
Rainbow immediately inhaled to prepare for the imminent asphyxiation. Her chest rose as the deep respire filled her body. The blindfolded pegasus waited for her Mistress to take a seat.
Smiling cockily, Scootaloo did just that. She positioned her ass directly over Rainbow’s face and sat with full weight onto the cerulean mare. Her cheeks jiggled side-to-side to ensure Rainbow’s face was buried deeply in her crack.
“Good girl. You’re mine to use and abuse, Pet. You’ll always be my bitch.”
“Oh wow! Scootaloo, you’re awesome! I feel such power radiating from you!”
Scootaloo laughed at the praise from her unicorn friend and shifted the position again. The filly asked Sweetie Belle to yank Rainbow’s head upwards into her crack.
“Sure! Anything for a friend, Scoots!”
Sweetie Belle complied with the request and clutched a hoofful of Rainbow’s mane. She wrenched upwards with all of her strength.
In response, Rainbow released squeals of displeasure that were immediately muffled by Scootaloo’s plot.
Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo all shared a sultry look in tandem.
“Ah didn’ hear Dash say ta git off. She mus’ love bein’ yer throne, Scootaloo.”
“Sounds logical to me, Apple Bloom. Dashie is a well behaved Pet.”
“You trained her well, Scootaloo. She’s devoted to serving you.”
Scootaloo beamed happily and bounced herself on Rainbow’s face. The action was not only humiliating, but gave Rainbow a brief chance to take a breath. The pegasus continued for fifteen seconds before she sat fully on the speedster’s face and jiggled her cheeks again.
“I’m better than her. It’s refreshing that she knows her place.”
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle resumed teasing and mocking Rainbow Dash for several fleeting moments. Scootaloo relished the opportunity to use Rainbow as a chair and gleefully did so.
After ten minutes, Scootaloo got off Rainbow Dash and told Dash to have a brief rest. She explained that her and the crusaders were going to fetch what they needed for part two, and to wait for them.
“Alright, Mistress. I’ll obey and stay here.”
“Good girl, Dashie. Crusaders, you know what we’re getting right away for Rainbow?”
“Oh! You mean the d-”
Scootaloo quickly placed an orange hoof over Sweetie Belle and nodded repeatedly.
“Yes. That. I want it to be a secret for the dirty whorse. So let’s go borrow it. Dash will remain obedient and stay in the clubhouse until we return.”
Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle put their hooves together and concomitantly bellowed loudly.
“CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS PET SITTERS! YAY!”
Rainbow lay on the floor panting and heard excited hoofsteps gallop past. She detected the sound of the clubhouse door open and the three fillies giggling, before the door slammed shut. She was alone.
Pet sitters? But you all left me by myself!
This was the last coherent thought before Rainbow released a yawn of languor and slowly closed her eyes. The constant sexual situations were causing enervation. She was asleep less than five minutes later.
Author's Note
Longest chapter yet. Plenty of clop. Enjoy the debauchery! Things are getting really heated and exciting now!
As the Crusaders collectively chortled while trotting down the town square, they passed a throng of bustling ponies. The stallions and mares smiled at the group of rambunctious and vivacious fillies. The CMC were renowned amongst Ponyvillians for their exuberance and desperate attempts to gain their cutie marks.
In response, Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo gave affable expressions and friendly waves that the ponies reciprocated. The fillies remained amenable to the townsponies until they left the town square and could isolate themselves away from the bulk of the town’s civilization.
“Wow, Scootaloo. You were really awesome back there in our clubhouse. I’ve never seen you act with such confidence before.” Sweetie Belle praised.
Scootaloo proudly stuck her chest out and bristled her orange feathers from the compliment. She replied while looking at the white unicorn.
“Thanks, Sweetie Belle. But it was nothing special. I’ve been doing that with Rainbow for weeks and before she left for the academy.”
Apple Bloom let out an impressive whistle and playfully nudged her pegasus friend in the ribcage.
“That a fact? Why didn’ ya tell us what’cha were doin’?”
“Well, initially, Rainbow told me that it couldn’t be revealed to anypony. She wanted it to stay confidential. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to tell you and Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom. I just wanted to keep my promise to Rainbow Dash. But, when you discovered our interplay today, you both found out for yourselves. So I kept my word and haven’t sullied my conscience.”
The three friends continued to amble together, turning down a back street as they roamed. Their hoofsteps were synchronized in tandem, and each filly glanced at each other. Simultaneously, they beamed happily.
“I must admit that it feels great to own Rainbow, girls.” Scootaloo confessed.
“Ah’m still shocked, bu’ long as yer happy, so am Ah. ‘Sides, Ah’m sure Rainbow don’ mind. Aft’r all, Ah didn’ hear one word of complainin’.”
Sweetie Belle agreed with Apple Bloom and explained her support for her friend’s new interaction.
“Thanks, girls. You’re absolutely my best friends for life.”
The three fillies shared a concomitant three-way hoof bump and giggled again. They turned their attention to the road in front of them. Dilapidated, off-kiltered, abandoned homes littered the vicinity with their unattractive and grotesque appearance. This wasn't a normal road that many ponies sauntered, but it was a faster detour that quickly led to their destination.
“So, Scootaloo, have you decided what you’ll do with her? Owning Rainbow Dash, one of the most acclaimed and famous ponies, is huge. She’s always strutting around Ponyville confessing her desire to join The Wonderbolts. Are you going to allow that?”
The inquiry caught the orange pegasus by surprise and she halted her movements. When she put a pensive hoof to her chin, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle stopped perambulating and turned their heads to look at their fellow crusader.
“I haven’t mulled that over. I want Rainbow Dash to be happy. Serving me gives her purpose, satisfaction and joy. Concurrently, so does her aspirations to join The Wonderbolts. She’s nearly complete with her prerequisite one-month tenure at the academy. So, she’s practically at the cusp of achieving her dream.”
Sweetie Belle nodded comprehendingly. She took a step towards Scootaloo and replied.
“I don’t speak for her, of course, Scootaloo. But, perhaps she’d prefer being your pet, over being a Wonderbolt. I think it’s a conversation you should eventually have. She seemed enamored when I watched you two interact.”
Scootaloo opened and closed her mouth several times in her attempt to formulate a response. Nothing came for several moments. After she took a shaky, deep breath, she tried again. Slowly, words escaped the filly’s mouth.
“I… suppose I should, huh? While I love having her be my pet, I love her more. Truthfully, I want the best for her and what makes her happy.”
Apple Bloom walked towards the orange filly and put a comforting hoof upon Scootaloo’s shoulder. The yellow Earth pony smiled proudly at her friend.
“Take yer time. Ah’m none an expert in ownin’ ponies, bu’ Ah think Sweetie’s righ’. Nuh matt’r wha, ya’ll are gonna be in each oth’rs lives. Eith’r as yer friend, o’ yer pet.”
Scootaloo was taciturn for a minute. She gazed into Apple Bloom’s face for several moments before doing the same with Sweetie Belle. Then, she released a soft sigh before nodding.
“I’ll heed your advice. It’s something I need to bring up eventually and I’d rather do it soon. But, enough of my future duties. We’re on a mission, remember?”
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle put a hoof to their mouths and tittered. Both simultaneously nodded to Scootaloo.
The crusaders began walking again. Empty homes and former businesses littered the cobblestone side road. It was a depressing sight, so the CMC were reticent. They turned left and emerged from an alleyway.
Several ponies were teeming with astired activity. The crusaders huddled together and continued trekking to their destination. Their ears picked up passing conversations of hubbub in the vicinity, but they paid no attention. They moved with resolved purpose as their hooves clopped along the cobblestone.
After traversing down that road and three others, they emerged outside of Ponyville’s perimeters. All stopped for a respite. Apple Bloom looked around to ensure they were away from bustling throngs. The coast cleared, the energetic country pony spoke to her two friends.
“Ya know, Ah jus’ had an awful thought.”
“What’s up, Apple Bloom?” Scootaloo asked.
“Well, iffin Fluttershy an’ Rarity are enjoyin’ some spa time, then Fluttershy ain’t gonna be home.”
Scootaloo’s face dropped. She smacked a hoof to her forehead in irritation. Feeling ignominious, she released a long sigh followed by a growl of annoyance.
“How do you know if she’s at the spa, Apple Bloom?”
“Sweetie said suh at the clubhouse, Scoots.”
“I did.” Sweetie affirmed. “You must’ve been distracted by Rainbow and didn’t hear me.”
Scootaloo groaned before facehoofing. She slowly rotated an orange hoof in a circular pattern around her face for a fleeting moment. Sighing, she stood fully erect and stared at her two best friends.
“Well, we made it this far. Makes sense to get to her cottage and find out, right?”
Scootaloo looked intently at Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. The pegasus was silently pleading for support.
The other two fillies looked at each other, before turning back to Scootaloo. They smiled and shrugged.
“Course! I didn’t walk towards Fluttershy’s cottage just to turn around partly through.”
“Yeah! We’re goin’ with ya, Scootaloo. C’mon. Let’s find ou’.”
The three fillies began cantering to their destination, silently hoping that Fluttershy had any possible reason to leave the spa appointment early.
After another twenty minutes, they arrived outside of Fluttershy’s cottage. Lush, blooming vegetation grew around the outer perimeter of the pegasus’s home. Sitting in a clearing, just outside of the Everfree Forest, the two-story abode was lavish with bedecked homely touches that accentuated Fluttershy’s penchant for nature.
As the Crusaders inspected the vicinity, they collectively turned their heads eastward, and noticed a stout oak tree that was adorned with several birdhouses. Underneath the small walkway, a babbling brook meandered in multiple directions.
They noticed a light aglow on the first floor and grinned eagerly. Collectively, they ran towards the front door. A few rabbits and racoons scurried away from the energetic propulsion of ponies.
Sweetie Belle was the first to reach the doorway and lifted a white hoof, before rapping harshly on the cherrywood door.
“Fluttershy? It’s Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo. Are you home?”
Silence followed for several fleeting moments. The crusaders looked uncomfortably at each other, before Sweetie Belle tried again. Now, she knocked harder and spoke loudly.
“Fluttershy! It’s the Cutie Mark Crusaders! Please be home! Open up!”
This time, shuffling could be heard on the other side of the door. Sweetie pressed her ear to the cherrywood object and listened intently. Nearby, the Earth pony and pegasus stood abreast.
The door opened and Sweetie Belle nearly fell over in her unbalanced position.
However, a yellow hoof grabbed the filly’s shoulder and held her upright.
“Oh, goodness! That was close.”
Apple Bloom and Scootaloo galloped towards Sweetie Belle. They stood alongside each other and smiled politely at the shy pegasus. All were surprised that she was actually home.
“Good aft’rnoon, Fluttershy!” Greeted Apple Bloom.
“Lovely to see you, Fluttershy!” Scootaloo added.
“How’re you doing, Fluttershy?” Sweetie Belle inquired.
The shy, meek, pegasus stared at each of the Crusaders in turn. After regarding all three, she weakly coughed into her hoof and shook her head sadly.
“Hello, girls. Sorry, but I’m feeling under the weather and can’t have any visitors today. I even had to cancel my spa date with Rarity. I think I’m coming down with a case of the feather flu.”
The Crusaders felt their hearts break. While they loved to showcase their dominance over Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy was a different story. Each of the CMC adored the diffident, yellow pegasus, and felt awful about her sickness. All hung their heads at the unfortunate news.
“That’s just terrible, Fluttershy.” Scootaloo said.
“Ah’m sorry, Fluttershy.” Apple Bloom lamented.
“We won’t keep you, Fluttershy.” Sweetie Belle added.
The pegasus smiled gratefully at the young fillies and attempted to close the door.
However, Apple Bloom’s hoof wedged itself into the doorway and prevented it.
Fluttershy gasped and looked at the Crusaders in shock. She opened her mouth and reiterated that she had an ailment and couldn’t take visitors.
“We know, Fluttershy. We don’ wanna come in an’ git sick. We came by ta ask fer a fav’r.”
At the announcement, Fluttershy curiously tilted her head before coughing weakly into her hoof.
“A favor?” Fluttershy parroted.
Scootaloo nodded eagerly and began to elucidate. She told Fluttershy that they wished to attempt earning their cutie marks in animal caretaking.
“Well, that sounds safe. It’s different from the usual daredevilish and extreme ways you girls try to achieve your cutie marks.”
The three fillies beamed at the yellow pegasus and waited patiently for her answer.
“Are you certain you girls want to try your hooves in caretaking? It’s not so easy, especially for little ponies.”
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle nodded at the inquiry. Both had experience dealing with animals before and reminded Fluttershy that they had pets at home.
“Ah’m aroun’ Winona ev’ryday, an’ nev’r git any trouble.”
“Yeah! Opal can be a pain sometimes, but I think she loves me and Rarity. Sorta.”
Scootaloo stepped forwards, and, with a cheeky glance towards her two friends, added her opinion to the conversation.
“While I technically don’t have an animal pet like Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle…”
As she trailed off, she grinned cockily at her two fellow Crusaders. The three shared a tacit understanding before the pegasus continued.
“I’m confident we can handle it just fine.”
Fluttershy nervously regarded each of them for several seconds before she coughed in her hoof again. She opened the door and told the fillies to remain outside for a brief moment while she went to fetch an animal.
The CMC did as instructed and soon Fluttershy returned with a black-and-white border collie. When the young ponies saw the dog, their faces lit up. Fluttershy had gotten the exact animal they had hoped.
The vivacious canine yipped eagerly and ran in a circle around Fluttershy’s hooves. The dog happily wagged its tail while looking at the fillies.
Fluttershy smiled at the hyperactive pooch and gently stroked the canine’s head. She chuckled at its ebullience and gently whispered soothing words designed to calm the animal down.
Unsurprisingly, it obeyed Fluttershy and lay on its stomach. The dog looked up at the three fillies while still wagging its tail.
“This little guy showed up at my cottage unexpectedly last week. Somepony must’ve let him loose and he became a stray. Poor thing was malnourished and ailing. I just had to help him. So, I took him in and took care of him to ensure he got better. He needs a few more days before he’s chipper and fully improved.”
Fluttershy procured a leash and hoofed it over to Apple Bloom. As the item left her grasp, Fluttershy spoke to the young Earth pony.
“I’m entrusting him to you, since you’re familiar with dogs. However, I don’t know if he gets along with other canines, so promise me you’ll keep him away from Winona.”
That was an easy promise as Apple Bloom had no intention of bringing the pooch inside the farmhouse. She shook her head and vowed to Fluttershy that the dogs wouldn’t meet.
“That’s a relief. I trust you, Apple Bloom. Also, he really loves belly rubs. I rubbed his tummy three days ago, and he couldn’t stop kicking his paws. It was completely adorable.”
Apple Bloom giggled at the imagery and whistled a melodic tune while pulling on the leash. The dog scurried over to the filly and lay by her side.
“Nothin’ ta worry, ‘bout, Fluttershy. Ah’m familiar with dogs, an’ Ah promise he’ll be okay. Bu’ Ah’m sorry ta see ya bein’ so sickly.”
Fluttershy smiled at the exhibited kindness of the filly and coughed again into her hoof. Her eyes were puffy and she replied wearily.
“Thank you. I’ll be hale soon. Sorry to send you away, girls. But I must rest.”
“We understand, Fluttershy. Feel better soon, okay?” Sweetie Belle stated.
“Yeah! We’ll bring the dog back after several hours. We promise.” Scootaloo supplied.
“Jus’ focus on restin’ kay? We’ll see ya lat’r.”Apple Bloom added.
Both parties waved goodbye and Fluttershy closed the door to her cottage. The CMC could hear a few weakened coughs from the pegasus and felt empathetic for her plight.
Apple Bloom tugged on the leash and turned on her hooves. She began walking away and the dog followed a moment afterwards.
The Crusaders walked in tandem out of the serene and tranquil vicinity of Fluttershy’s abode. They passed the oak tree of several birdhouses, and a few shrubs and groves of flowers. Rabbits, racoons, birds, squirrels, and ferrets scurried away once the fillies approached.
The dog panted as it walked alongside Apple Bloom. The border collie occasionally yipped or woofed, but mostly remained reticent. So too, did the Crusaders. Each of them felt distraught for Fluttershy. The sight of the meek pegasus looking so febrile made their hearts lurch in sadness. After walking for ten minutes, Scootaloo broke the silence.
“I feel bad for Fluttershy, Crusaders.” Scootaloo admitted.
“Me too. We should return and tend to her once we bring the dog back.” Sweetie said.
“Ah agree. Seein’ Flutters like that made me distraught. Ah wanna look aft’r her an’ ensure she gits bett’r. ‘Sides, she does so much fer others. It ain’t fair ta not return courtesy.”
Collectively agreeing with Apple Bloom, the CMC swore to check in on Fluttershy and help the pegasus with anything, once they returned the canine.
The trio were quiet for another five minutes. They took the same path towards the clubhouse as they did for Fluttershy’s cottage. There were less ponies encountered on their trek and all were grateful. Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo wanted to return to the clubhouse and check on Rainbow Dash.
As Apple Bloom extended a foreleg downwards to affectionately pet the border collie’s head, the fillies heard snickering behind them.
Turning around, each filly found themselves in the proximity of Diamond Tiara, and her toady sidekick, Silver Spoon. The sight of the two made the trio glower with annoyance. They squinted with frustration at the pair. Sweetie Belle broke the silence.
“What do you two want?”
Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon shared a malicious cackle and walked forwards. The bullies briefly eyed the dog before turning their gaze back to their nemeses. In response to Sweetie Belle’s abrasive attitude, Silver Spoon sneered at the unicorn and replied.
“Ooh! Looks like somepony isn’t happy to see us.”
Sensing the tension, Scootaloo stepped forward and stood next to Sweetie Belle. The dominant pegasus shot back icily.
“We’re never happy to see either of you. Both of you can kick rocks. Leave us alone.”
Apple Bloom stood alongside Scootaloo, with the dog tailing her. She glared at the bullies and spoke with ire.
“Git away frum us. Ya’ll are the mos’ stuck-up, prissy, annoyin’ ponies that we got the displeasur’ o’ knowin’.”
The two scourges glanced at each other at the altered demeanors of the Crusaders. Both blinked at the brazen responses from the trio. Diamond Tiara joined the fray and pointed a hoof towards the Crusaders.
“You know, Crusaders, that dog has a better chance of getting its cutie mark than you three. Even if it’s just a mangy mutt, it’s not a loser like you blank-flanks.”
That quip made Apple Bloom snap. She turned towards Sweetie Belle and gave her friend an innocent smile while asking the unicorn to hold the leash.
Sweetie complied and took it. “Alright. But what are you-”
Apple Bloom held up a hoof to stop the inquisition.
“Jus’ watch. Somethin’ Ah should’ve dun long ago.”
Scowling, the yellow Earth pony trod towards the two pests. Her expression was one of unbridled hatred and aggravation. Baring her teeth to them, Apple Bloom snarled an animalistic growl of detestment.
The remaining CMC shared a look of surprise and continued to observe their friend.
Worried, Silver Spoon retrograded a step. The glowering facial emotion of Apple Bloom was something she hadn’t witnessed. She looked towards Diamond Tiara and whispered for her friend to leave and follow her somewhere.
The pink filly bully rolled her eyes at the pleading tone of Silver Spoon and shot her a glare of annoyance.
“You’re worried about this blank flank? Just because she scowled at us? Come on, Silver Spoon. This hick is all bark and no bite.”
Hearing that, Apple Bloom lost it. She galloped towards Diamond Tiara and reached the pony in a few seconds. She put a yellow hoof on Diamond’s shoulder. Apple Bloom gripped it tightly and smirked with malicious intent.
“Say it ta mah face.”
Apple Bloom leaned towards Diamond’ head and cocked her ear to the filly’s mouth. She cupped a hoof around her earlobe, taunting the bully to repeat herself.
Diamond Tiara was taken aback for a brief moment at the display of aggression from her victim. However, it dissipated almost immediately and she gave a cocky grin. Sneering at Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo, she leaned in and whispered the derogatory slander.
“You’re a hick .”
Apple Bloom whirled her head around.
Before Diamond Tiara could blink, a yellow hoof struck her in the jaw. She gasped at the sudden pain before another clout whacked her in the snout. The impetus of the blow caused an immediate nosebleed. Diamond Tiara whined in agony as blood seeped from her nasal cavity.
Apple Bloom clutched Diamond’s shoulder tightly and delivered another powerful punch to the pony’s mouth. Like her injured nose, blood seeped from the wallop to her muzzle.
Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo gasped at the aggressive and physical behavior that their friend was exhibiting. They voiced their protest and asked Apple Bloom to stop.
“Ah won’t! She’s been makin’ our lives hell fer too long. We nev’r did anythin’ to des’rve her bullyin’. Far as Ah see it, what Ah’m doin’ is justified!”
Apple Bloom delivered a powerful uppercut to Diamond Tiara’s chin that caused the pink filly to sprawl on the ground.
Diamond squealed in pain as the dirt cloud surrounded her. She had never been struck before. Now, she was absolutely terrified. Pleading earnestly to Apple Bloom, she begged the filly to stop the onslaught of clouts and promised to apologize.
“Yer apologies mean nothin’ ta me!” Apple Bloom shouted in ire.
Her fellow crusaders tried to placate Apple Bloom again. They told their friend that she made her point. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle reassured Apple Bloom that Diamond Tiara wouldn’t cause them any more problems.
The words reached the seething red-maned filly. She began to relax, and the adrenaline left her body. Apple Bloom took a few deep breaths to remove the last of the anger from her body. She craned her head towards the Crusaders and smiled warmly at them.
“Ah’m fine, girls. Ah’ll be ov’r in a jiffy.”
The Earth pony turned her attention towards Silver Spoon. In response, the gray filly released a whimper, and, trembling, outstretched two hooves past her chest.
The southern pony marched over to Diamond Tiara’s sidekick and raised a hoof towards her.
Silver Spoon closed her eyes and braced for impact.
But it never came.
Instead, Apple Bloom placed a gentle hoof on the filly’s shoulder. When Silver Spoon peeked an eye open, she saw the red-maned filly gently smiling at her. Before she could vocalize, Apple Bloom shook her head.
“Yer bett’r than this. Ah’m guessin’ ya only team up with her ta eith’r save yerself frum bein’ a target, or ta impress her. Diamond Tiara is foul an’ yer above her level, Silver Spoon. Git outta her shadow an’ be yer own pony.”
With that, she turned away from Silver Spoon and walked over to Diamond Tiara. She glared down at the fallen filly and spoke with utter detestment and malice in each syllable.
“Iffin you ev’r try ta bully mah friends an’ Ah again, Ah’m not gonna stop hittin’ ya til oth’r ponies pull me off. Ya understand?”
Diamond Tiara gulped at the thought and gave a meek nod. Horrified at the sudden change in the farmpony’s demeanor, she squealed a reply of comprehension.
“Yes! I won’t bully any of you ever ever again!”
“Good. Ah won’t warn ya a second time.”
Before she rejoined her friends, Apple Bloom spat a loogie directly on Diamond Tiara’s face. The repulsive action made the pink filly whimper in disgust and humiliation.
“Keep yer word, or Ah’ll make sure ya regret it, bitch.
Joining Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo again, Apple Bloom grinned triumphantly at her friends before taking the leash from Sweetie’s hoof.
Apple Bloom glanced at Silver Spoon who had made her muzzle agape and was rapidly gazing between Diamond Tiara and herself.
“Rememb’r. Yer bett’r than this. Don’t become garbage like her.”
The yellow filly trudged away and was flanked by her two best friends and the border collie. An awkward silence lingered for less than a minute before Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo goggled from the incredulous decision that Apple Bloom showcased and voiced their amazement.
“I can’t believe you hit her, Apple Bloom.” Sweetie stated.
“That was pretty awesome back there.” Scootaloo admitted.
“Ah told ya’ll that Diamond Tiara won’t be causin’ us any more hassles. ‘Sides, she had it comin’. Mah sis says ya gotta stand up ta bullies an’ give ‘em a taste o’ their medicine, b’fer they leave ya alone.”
“Well, it works. I’m sure Diamond Tiara got the hint and won’t cause more mayhem for us, Apple Bloom.”
“Yer righ’ Sweetie Belle. Else, Ah’ll make true ta mah threat an’ whack her again!”
The Crusaders ceased conversing. They focused on returning to the clubhouse to check on the cerulean pegasus they had left inside. After another fifteen uneventful minutes, they reached the farm and headed to the barren portion that their clubhouse oversaw.
Giggling, with the dog flanking behind, the fillies climbed the wooden staircase. They pushed the door open and found Rainbow Dash, still blindfolded and now asleep on the floor.
Scootaloo released a titter at this and quickly walked over to her pet. She gently put her orange hooves on both sides of Rainbow’s face and lifted the pegasus’s head. The filly lovingly placed her lips over Rainbow’s and passionately kissed her marefriend in an enamored embrace.
The sudden contact caused Rainbow to awaken. Momentarily confused, but understanding quickly what was happening, Rainbow kissed her owner back with romantic desires.
Both Scootaloo and Rainbow moaned softly at the doting gesture. Each was in the presence of their lover and felt extreme happiness at the proximity. As the kiss deepened, Scootaloo removed a hoof from Rainbow’s face and cupped her pet’s chin.
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle observed the snogging for a moment before turning their attention to the canine.
Sweetie Belle cleared her throat and reminded Scootaloo that they had acquired the dog for their planned endeavor.
Sheepishly, Scootaloo grinned and a small tinge of crimson appeared on the orange pegasus’s face. She locked lips with her girlfriend for another brief kiss before pulling away.
“Oops. Guess I momentarily forgot. Dashie is always on my mind.”
Rainbow released a small ‘aww’ of appreciation at the compliment which caused Scootaloo to proudly beam.
“Hang on.” Dash began. “Did you say you brought a dog?”
Scootaloo nodded her head affirmatively and gestured to the border collie, who was now sniffing the interior walls of the clubhouse.
“Yes. There’s a dog in here with us.”
“What’s the dog for, Mistress?”
“I’m glad you asked, Rainbow. Remember yesterday when Apple Bloom called you a puppy and claimed you were a bitch like Winona? Then Sweetie Belle constantly referred to you as a puppy?”
“Vividly, Mistress.”
“Well, it gave me an epiphany. Since you’re a bitch, well, my bitch, of course, I want to treat you like a dirty puppy bitch.”
Rainbow scratched her mane and underneath her chin before explaining that she didn’t understand the implication.
“The dog is here because me and my friends want to watch him mount and mate with you.”
Hearing this, Rainbow Dash fainted.
Author's Note
Placeholder chapter. However, it contains a cameo by a Mane Six, and a certain bully gets her overdue comeuppance. Kink fun continues with the next installment!
Scootaloo shared a brief look with Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. Rainbow Dash’s reaction was a tad surprising, though understandable. The orange filly closed the gap between herself and her girlfriend. Upon reaching the cerulean pegasus, Scootaloo put a hoof on Rainbow’s shoulder and shook the mare.
“Rainbow? Pet? Wake up!”
The young pegasus removed the blindfold that had veiled Rainbow’s eyes for the past several hours. Scootaloo continued to shake Rainbow until she saw the mare’s eyelids flicker. Satisfied that her lover was awakening, she stepped back and smiled at the older pony.
Rainbow Dash gingerly opened her eyes. She blinked a few times to gain her bearings. The ceiling of the clubhouse slowly came into view as her vision became less clouded. As she maintained focus on the wooden ceiling, a voice called out to her.
“Rainbow? Are you alright?”
The cerulean mare recognized the voice as Scootaloo’s. She raised her head to stare at her Mistress and gave the orange filly a smile to affirm that she was okay.
“Yes, Mistress Scootaloo. Sorry if I made you worried. Hearing your intentions with the dog made me so shocked that I passed out.”
Seeing Rainbow’s magenta irises made Scootaloo’s heart do backflips. Though they had been covered for a few hours, the Crusader appreciated the radiant beauty that sparkled with every gaze the speedster cast. She stared intently into the shimmering, pink eyes of the cerulean pegasus.
“You have beautiful eyes.” Scootaloo cooed, softly and clearly.
Rainbow Dash blushed profusely at the simple, but effective, comment. She grinned widely at the iota of praise.
Scootaloo lowered a foreleg to Rainbow’s kaleidoscopic mane and tenderly brushed the strands of hair on Dash’s forelock. The young pony spoke softly as she lovingly rubbed RD’s mane.
“It’s expected, Dashie. I’m sure the thought of such a thing has never crossed your mind.”
“No. It hasn’t.” Rainbow avered.
The cerulean mare squeaked fondly at the doting mane rubs that her owner was giving her. The sweet, loving, side of Scootaloo was always appreciated by the speedster. Her eyes softly closed.
“Hey, Dashie. Don’t go fainting again!” Scootaloo playfully chastised.
Rainbow tittered and opened her eyes. With mild effort, she stood erect and looked down at Scootaloo. The two kept unwavering eye contact for several seconds before Rainbow’s voice broke the laconic atmosphere.
“You weren’t joking. Were you?”
With a sly grin and shake of her head, Scootaloo denied the query. She observed as Rainbow’s expression turned grim. Knowing Rainbow was a flurry of mixed emotions, the orange pegasus felt content to clarify.
“I know it’s an odd request, Dashie. But, I must insist.”
Rainbow had a look of disgust on her face. She couldn’t fathom why Scootaloo would ask her to do such a demoralizing act. She quickly opened her mouth and gave a rebuttal.
“It’s immoral. You’re talking about bestiality, kid. That’s something nopony does.”
“Is it illegal?” Scootaloo asked, with genuine curiosity.
“No. But it’s a tacit understanding among ponies. We mate with other ponies. Not dogs, cats, dragons, griffins, minotaurs, or anything else. Only ponies.”
Scootaloo took a step back and glanced at her two fellow Crusaders. Apple Bloom held the leash as the dog was sniffing Sweetie Belle’s legs. In response, Sweetie Belle giggled and rubbed the dog affectionately on the head.
“It’d make me happy, Dashie. Won’t you please do it? For me? Besides, we’re keeping everything between us a secret. You, me, Apple Bloom, and Sweetie Belle are the only four who know you’re my pet. I’m not going to go around Ponyville shouting that I watched you mate with a dog. Your reputation will still be preserved, Rainbow.”
The speedster sighed at the pleading tone of the filly. On one hoof, she wanted to make her Owner happy however she could. On the other hoof, there were some things that even Rainbow would hesitate doing.
A long reticence followed. The quietness was palpable as all four ponies remained taciturn. Finally, after several moments, Rainbow responded to Scootaloo.
“You promise this stays between all of us?”
Concomitantly, as if it were rehearsed, the three crusaders spoke.
“I cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.”
Dash released a sigh. As they Pinkie Promised, the weathermare absolutely believed them. She exhaled slowly and took a few steps towards the canine.
“You’ll really do this, Rainbow Dash?” Scootaloo asked.
The submissive pegasus nodded. While it was slightly revolting, the yearning to please her Mistress outweighed her apprehensive thoughts. She sauntered closer to the dog.
“Yes, Mistress. Only because I know it’ll make you happy. Besides, you three gave a Pinkie Promise. Would be insulting if I refused, right? Make it seem like I don’t trust your words.”
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle grinned exuberantly. Both fillies walked towards Rainbow and Scootaloo.
The dog tailed behind Apple Bloom, happily wagging its tail.
“Where did you girls even get the-”
“Fluttershy.” Sweetie Belle quickly stated. “We told her that we’re attempting to earn our cutie marks in animal caretaking. It’s not a total lie. Watching the dog mate you is just a bonus.”
“Yeah!” Scootaloo agreed. “Sadly, she wasn’t feeling so hot. Claimed she had the ‘feather flu’. That poor mare. We’ll return the dog once we’ve seen you in action , Pet.”
“Ah reckun ya’ll bett’r git started, Rainbow.”
With a nervous gulp, Rainbow steeled herself. She didn’t know what to expect, but if it would cause her Mistress happiness, she’d do it. The pegasus looked at the border collie and called it over.
In response, the dog gave a cheerful yip and ran towards the cerulean mare. Rainbow bent a foreleg pat the dog on the head. Then, she cast a glance towards Scootaloo.
“Do it, Dashie. You won’t get hurt. I’ll be right next to you the entire time.”
Before Rainbow could lower herself, Scootaloo walked towards the table by the northern wall. She grabbed a familiar circular object in her fetlock and grinned. Scootaloo stuck her tongue out at her lover and raised her hoof.
“Recognize this, Pet?”
Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom noticed the item too. There, in an orange hoof, was the bangle the trio had discovered many moons ago. Sweetie pointed a hoof towards her pegasus friend and spoke in a shrill voice.
“Hey! What’re you planning to do with that, Scoots?”
“I’ve been using it during my playtime with Rainbow Dash, Sweetie Belle. When I wear this bangle and rub her mane, she becomes soothed and we both experience a simultaneous feeling of euphoria. It’s awesome!”
Apple Bloom gave Scootaloo a small look of annoyance.
“Ya told Sweetie an’ Ah that ya had no idea wha’ the doohickey does.”
Scootaloo bashfully rubbed the back of her purple mane.
“I don’t. Aside from the mutual good feelings and calming Dashie down, I have no idea what this jewelry causes.”
The small pegasus turned the item over in her hooves. She noticed the cerulean color of the diamond-shaped object that was embedded into the bangle. The rhinestones were in the same position.
Huh. Strange! I could’ve sworn this was blood-red when we found it in the Everfree Forest.
Pushing her thoughts aside, Scootaloo slid the bangle over her hoof and stared excitedly at Rainbow Dash.
Dash eagerly wagged her tail. It had been a long time since her Mistress had used the bangle on her.
We haven’t done this since I left for the Wonderbolts Academy.
Scootaloo stuck her tongue out playfully and walked towards her pet. The filly exuberantly grinned as she inched forward. Her eyes scanned the canine for a jiffy, before she gazed back at her lover.
“You let the dog mount you, Dashie, and I’ll be right by your side. I’ll rub your mane the entire time, just the way you enjoy.”
The sight of the bangle made Rainbow kneel before Scootaloo. The cerulean, submissive pegasus squeaked excitedly. Having the ability to incorporate the bangle into Scootaloo’s tristes was not something she’d pass up.
“It’s a deal! Just, bear with me, okay? I’ve never fucked a dog before.”
The fillies shared a collective laugh at Rainbow’s colorful vocabulary.
“They say there’s always a first time for everything, Dashie.” Scootaloo teased.
Scootaloo stepped forwards and kissed Rainbow’s cheek tenderly. She stepped back and placed the bangled hoof on the speedster’s mane.
“Bend over.” Scootaloo ordered.
Rainbow complied. She spread her legs and assumed a submissive posture. Her tongue lolled from her mouth as she imagined what would be imminent.
Scootaloo whistled to the border collie. The dog’s ears snapped to attention and it looked towards the two pegasi. The canine curiously sniffed around Rainbow’s hind legs, before continuing its circular pattern and sniffing Scootaloo’s hind legs.
“I don’t think it knows what we’re expecting, Mistress.”
Scootaloo frowned at the statement. It seemed her pet was precise in her assumption. The dog had scurried back to Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, where it looked up at them and joyfully wagged its tail.
“Apple Bloom, unclip his leash.” Scootaloo demanded.
The young farmpony did as instructed. The leather leash fell from her fetlock onto the wooden floor.
Scootaloo whistled again and the dog came running to her. Slightly irritated at the dog’s ignorance, she attempted to turn its focus to the cerulean mare only inches away.
“No! Not me, dog. Rainbow Dash. Go to Rainbow Dash. She’s right there!”
The dog continued to stare up at Scootaloo. After it tilted its head, Scootaloo facehoofed and released a vexed sigh.
“Pet, call him over.”
“Does it have a name?”
“Just whistle.”
Rainbow obeyed the order. The dog’s ears perked up and it barked once before running around Scootaloo and stopping behind Rainbow Dash. It paused as it gawked at the mare’s sex.
“Good start. Now we need to get him to mount you. Dash, try to wiggle your plot. Make the dog interested.”
“Couldn’t you have let me buy it dinner first?”
Scootaloo laughed at the obvious joke while Rainbow swayed her hips. The cerulean mare felt humiliated, but also horny.
In response, the border collie inched closer. The dog raised its head towards Rainbow’s sex and gave a quick lick to the speedster’s marehood.
At this, Rainbow released a shrill moan. The sudden lick was unexpected and it provided a coursing sensation of pleasure.
The border collie got on its hind legs and positioned himself behind the weatherpony. His arms sturdily lay over Rainbow’s back. His paws were placed just under her shoulders.
“Mistress. I’m scared. This may hurt.”
Scootaloo lovingly rubbed Rainbow’s mane with her bangled hoof and whispered soothing affirmations to her lover.
“You’ll be just fine, Rainbow Dash. Your Owner will be right here. You’ll make me happy. Don’t be worried or scared. Everything will be alright, Pet.”
Before Rainbow could reply, she felt the dog enter. Her eyes widened as the thick, knotted, cock pushed past the entrance of her pussy. The speedster’s inner labia pulsated as the dog’s dick slid past and buried itself deep inside her cunt.
Rainbow released a scream of pain and quickly fell to her stomach. The dog maintained its knot and lowered itself to maintain its current position.
“Does it hurt that bad, Dashie? Are you a virgin?”
“No! I’ve gotten fucked before and have practiced with many dildos. But I’ve never had an animal cock inside me. It’s much different than a stallion’s dick, Mistress.”
Scootaloo chuckled and began rubbing Rainbow’s mane. She watched as the speedster slowly began to calm down. Hearing Rainbow’s scream of pain be replaced with moans of pleasure, the orange filly spoke to her Pet.
“How are you feeling down there, Rainbow?”
Rainbow gasped in ecstasy. Her tongue lolled from her mouth as the dog fucked her with gusto. She gazed ardently into Scootaloo’s purple eyes.
“I can’t believe I’m admitting this, Squirt. But this feels better than stallion cock.”
Sweetie Belle cackled at the announcement. She spoke from the southern wall of the clubhouse.
“Oh yeah? Sounds like you’re slowly becoming a fan of dog dick, Dash.”
Rainbow, aggravated by the teasing quip, attempted to lift her head and turn towards Sweetie Belle.
However, Scootaloo’s hoof-rubbing stopped the speedster in her tracks.
“Relax, Dashie. Just lay there and get mated. It seems you’re enjoying this tremendously.”
Rainbow complied. She lowered her head and quickened her breathing. Panting respires came from the speedster. She meekly nodded with attestation.
“I am, Mistress. Who knew dogs could fuck so well?”
Apple Bloom sauntered to the fridge and took out three juicebox of apple juice. She offered one to Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle. Both accepted.
As she sipped her juice, Scootaloo happily rubbed Rainbow’s graying mane. She smiled, knowing how much pleasure her marefriend was experiencing.
“It’s alright to admit it, Rainbow Dash?”
Dash, with her eyelids half-lidden, gazed owlishly at her owner.
“Huh? Admit it?”
“Yes.” Scootaloo replied. “You can admit that you’re a dirty whorse who loves getting fucked by dogs.”
Rainbow was flabbergasted to hear such wordage stem from her lover’s mouth. She opened her own to protest such colorful prolixity.
However, the border collie eagerly continued to hump her, and bury his knot deeper into her marehood.
The pegasus observed Scootaloo staring at her. With a libidinous tone in her words, she quickly mumbled something.
The orange pegasus lowered her head and tilted it towards the submissive speedster. Raising an eyebrow, she asked her pet to repeat herself. Silence followed for a few seconds as Scootaloo held the raised eyebrow.
Slowly, Rainbow’s head craned towards her Mistress. With a large crimson blush enriching her cheeks, the weathermare reiterated her earlier sentence.
“I’m a dirty bitch whorse who loves to get fucked by dogs.”
Scootaloo slurped down the remnants of her juicebox before laughing at Rainbow’s confession. Acting hastily, and not wanting the speedster to believe she was being laughed at, she resumed softly petting the older pony’s graying mane.
“It’s easier to release the truth than bottle a lie. Don’t you feel better, Dashie?”
The young, orange pegasus cupped a hoof under Rainbow’s chin. She gently lifted the mare’s head and they gazed into each other’s eyes. Slowly, Scootaloo lowered her muzzle and head towards Rainbow Dash.
The moment the lovers kissed, Rainbow’s eyes widened. She squealed in surprise as hot viscous spunk shot deep in her marehood. She felt the dog’s cock pulsate as his balls emptied themselves inside her.
As the dog panted happily in orgasmic bliss, Scootaloo deepened the kiss. She passionately canoodled the speedster. Their tongues danced together in a flurry of coquettish desire. Scootaloo never stopped rubbing Rainbow’s mane during the embrace.
After several moments of intense and romantic kissing, the Crusader pulled away. She grinned as Rainbow slumped forward and began to heavily pant. Worried about Rainbow, Scootaloo asked her lover if she was alright.
“Yeah. Just out of breath and exhausted. A bit thirsty too.”
“Sweetie Belle, please get my pet some water.”
“Okey-dokey.”
Half a minute later, a bottle of cold water was placed into Rainbow’s fetlock. She thanked the white unicorn and attempted to twist the cap off. Unfortunately, she was too enervated and Scootaloo took the initiative to unscrew the top.
“I got you, Dashie.”
Hoofing the bottle back to her lover, Rainbow shot Scootaloo an appreciative look. She raised the container to her muzzle and took two greedy gulps of the clear liquid.
The dog removed its knot from Rainbow Dash. It stood over her for a moment, panting heavily. The slobber landed in random patterns on the wooden floor. After another bark, it ran towards Apple Bloom.
The southern pony quickly reattached the border collie’s collar and turned to Scootaloo.
“Abou’ time fer us ta return him ta Fluttershy. What ya’ll reckun?”
“I’d say so. Now that the dog is done with it’s new mate , we should get him back to Fluttershy’s.”
“Pet, go home and rest. There’s more water in the fridge if you need it. Come back tomorrow. Noon.”
Scootaloo removed the bangle from her hoof. She stared briefly at the sky-blue colored artifact that bedecked the piece of jewelry. Then, she sauntered to the table and placed it upon it. The filly walked back towards Rainbow and gave the mare a kiss on the cheek.
“I love you, Dashie.”
“I love you too, Mistress.”
Beaming with pride, Scootaloo tilted her head at the door and silently gave a tacit instruction for her two best friends.
The trio walked, in tandem, and left the clubhouse. Their destination was Fluttershy’s Cottage to return the border collie.
When they arrived, Apple Bloom knocked on the door. The fillies were standing close together. The dog was sitting by Sweetie Belle’s hooves.
Sweetie Belle rubbed the pooch’s head as the door opened.
“Hey, Fluttershy!” Scootaloo began. “Sorry if we were gone too long. We just wanted to be thorough with our tests.”
Fluttershy coughed weakly and shook her head.
“That’s alright. I don’t mind. You girls stopped by right as I was enjoying some lemon tea.”
Apple Bloom interjected herself into the conversation and asked if Fluttershy was feeling any better.
“I’m afraid not. But a friend stopped by and is ensuring that I get plenty of fluids and rest.”
The trio simultaneously tilted their heads at that bit of unexpected news.
“Ya got a visit’r, Fluttershy? Bu’ Ah thought ya’ll said ya may ‘ave the feather flu an’ couldn’ have visit’rs?”
The timid pegasus’s ears flattened against her head. She turned towards Apple Bloom and gave the filly a small smile.
“That’s true. But, and I feel so silly that I forgot, the feather flu can only be caught by pegasi.”
The trio of Cutie Mark Crusaders shared a look. Each turned to Fluttershy at the same time.
“So, you are allowed visitors, provided they’re not pegasi?” Sweetie asked.
“Precisely. Sorry, girls. I didn’t want you all inside earlier just in case. I was being precautionary and didn’t have the good health and strength to watch you.”
Fluttershy called the dog and it eagerly ran inside.
Scootaloo observed the pooch for a fleeting moment before asking another inquisitive query.
“Then, the pony who’s in there can’t be a pegasus, right?”
Fluttershy shook her head.
“Definitely not, Scootaloo. Applejack stopped by to make sure everything was fine. She knew I was feeling under the weather.”
At the mention of her name, Applejack appeared in the doorway and gave the fillies an intriguing glance.
“What are ya’ll up ta? Nothin’ mischievous Ah hope.”
Fluttershy chuckled before coughing again. She put a yellow hoof on the orange mare’s shoulder.
“They’re returning the dog I let them borrow earlier today, Applejack. These three are sweet, little angels.”
Applejack peered at her sister and the two other Crusader for a brief moment before sighing and turning back to Fluttershy.
“Iffin ya’ll say so. Bu’ Ah know mah sinister. She can be a real hoofful, ‘specially when she gits with her friends.”
As Fluttershy was about to respond, she paused. Her head turned towards the border collie who was strolling around the parlor before laying on top of the pet bed. Her eyes widened.
“Girls?”
“Yes, Fluttershy?” Sweetie Belle asked.
“Um. What did you do to get him so tired? After I walk him, he’s rambunctious and tends to tear up my parlor before getting somnolent. Yet, after one day with you three, he comes inside and goes right to his pet bed.”
The dog released a yawn and closed his eyes. The ponies watched the canine for a moment and observed it beginning to snore.
“He’s plum tuckered out.” Applejack added.
Fluttershy nodded in agreement. She turned back to the Crusaders.
“I’ve only seen him do that after I… well…” She trailed off.
The Crusaders shared a look before Apple Bloom tried to get the pegasus to elucidate.
“B’fore ya, what , Fluttershy?”
Fluttershy waved a dismissive hoof and dodged the question. She asked the Crusaders how they managed to tire the vivacious dog out so quickly.
Scootaloo grinned and shrugged her shoulders. “Just with a lot of youthful energy, I guess. No matter how rowdy that pooch is, the CMC are unmatched!”
After a few seconds of silence, Fluttershy nodded. She gave a small chuckle before coughing again.
“You girls are certainly the most energetic fillies I’ve ever seen.”
As Fluttershy began a loud coughing fit, Applejack placed her hoof around the pegasus’s shoulder and began leading her away from the door.
“Alrigh’ Shy. Time ta git rest. Apple Bloom, Ah want ya ta go back ta the farm an’ wait fer me. Have Big Macintosh cook ya summin an’ Ah’ll be home soon. Ya can see yer Crusader friends tomorruh.”
Apple Bloom nodded at her older sibling’s instructions. The three fillies waved to Fluttershy as she was being lead away by Applejack.
Scootaloo closed the door and the three ponies ran down the path of the clearing.
When a good distance away, they stopped and faced each other. Apple Bloom assured them that they’d see each other tomorrow.
“Noon tomorrow. Remember that, girls.” Scootaloo urged.
The unicorn and Earth pony nodded and assured their friend that they’d be there.
“Of course, Scootaloo. I want to see more.”
“So do Ah. That was a fun day an’ Ah can’t wait fer more.”
The three friends shared a hoof bump before returning to town. With the promise to regroup the following day, all went separate ways for the evening.
Author's Note
Enjoy the first of two chapters that'll be uploaded today.
The Crusaders assembled outside Fluttershy’s Cottage at eleven o’ clock on Thursday morning. All three fillies were eager to continue their desires.
Apple Bloom raised a yellow hoof and knocked on the wooden door.
Silence followed for several seconds before the door slowly squeaked ajar. Peering inside, the CMC noticed the border collie laying in the pet bed and shared an excited grin.
“Hello, girls.” Fluttershy greeted.
The three turned their attention to the pegasus in the doorway. She looked hale, hearty, and in improved health from the previous day.
“Howdy, Fluttershy! Yer lookin’ much bett’r frum when we saw ya yest’rday!”
Fluttershy gave a smile at the vivacious filly and nodded happily.
“Yes. Applejack stayed by my side most of the day to ensure I’d recover. I feel much better. No cough or fatigue today.”
“That’s wonderful!” Sweetie Belle delightfully squealed.
“Yeah!” Scootaloo agreed. “We’re glad to see you’re feeling better!”
Fluttershy gave the three fillies a wide grin and hummed happily. Seeing the animated Cutie Mark Crusaders always released a pang of joy in the timorous pegasus’s heart.
“Hope ya don’ mind, bu’ we came by ta ask ya summin, Fluttershy!”
The bashful pegasus turned towards the red-maned Earth pony and tilted her head.
“Yes? What is it, girls?”
Scootaloo confidently stepped forward. She draped a hoof around the necks of her two best friends and spoke earnestly. Scootaloo expressed desire to borrow the canine again for another attempt for the CMC to earn their cutie mark in caretaking.
Using a hoof, Fluttershy rubbed her chin. She dubiously stared at Scootaloo. As she gazed at each of the Crusaders, the fillies shot her innocent smiles.
“Goodness. You want to borrow the pooch again? You girls tried yesterday and didn’t get your cutie marks. What’s got you three convinced it’ll be different this time?”
“We can’t say!” Sweetie shrilly stated. “But we’re positive. There’s something we must try.”
Apple Bloom and Scootaloo vigorously nodded and implored Fluttershy to trust them. They vouched for the unicorn and assured Fluttershy that the border collie would be properly cared for.
After a small sigh, Fluttershy agreed to allow the Cutie Mark Crusaders to watch the dog once more. Like the previous day, she gave the leash to Apple Bloom.
However, she watched Scootaloo take it out of Apple Bloom’s hoof and call the dog over before attaching the leash to the animal’s collar.
“The dog likes me more. I’m certain.” Scootaloo said with a shrug.
“Um. Alright then.” Fluttershy responded bashfully.
“Thanks, Fluttershy. Well, Crusaders, time to get to the clubhouse!”
They waved at the diffident pegasus and performed a concomitant about-face.
Fluttershy reciprocated the gesture and waved at the fillies. She observed the Crusaders walk down the path leading back to town. Fluttershy continued to wave until the young ponies were out of her sight.
Those three are up to something. I’m gonna find out what.
The yellow mare closed the door to her cottage and quietly followed the trio.
Less than an hour later, they had arrived at the clubhouse. Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom took the dog inside while Scootaloo waited at the bottom of the staircase for her pet.
Rainbow Dash arrived five minutes later. She landed in front of the orange filly and knelt in front of her owner. Her breathing was ragged and she seemed very exhausted.
Scootaloo picked up on the behavior and asked Rainbow if she was alright.
“Yes. Just tired. It took me forty minutes to fly home last night. From here, it should take five minutes at a brisk pace. That’s eight times slower. I had to keep stopping on clouds and catching my breath. Same thing happened this morning. A five minute trip turned into almost an hour.”
Scootaloo reached out and softly rubbed Rainbow’s mane. It was the familiar way that she knew Rainbow enjoyed.
As expected, Dash mewled in pleasure at the sensation. Her eyes closed as she grinned from the joyous euphoria. Rainbow released an occasional squeak of happiness that caused Scootaloo to smile.
“Great to see you in high spirits, Dashie.”
“I’m excited for whatever is planned today. After yesterday, I’m sure today will be 20% cooler.”
Scootaloo chuckled at the exuberance and gently pat Rainbow twice on the head. Then, she removed her hoof. Turning around, the filly ascended the staircase and told her pet to follow.
Rainbow complied and slowly trotted up to the clubhouse. After both ponies had entered, Scootaloo closed the door and turned towards Rainbow Dash.
“You know we’re all here for round two, right, Dashie?”
Rainbow gulped nervously but quickly nodded. She had a nagging suspicion that her Mistress and Queens wanted to see more of her titillating performances. The cerulean pegasus bit her lower lip as she stared at the border collie.
“Naturally. It was tremendous yesterday, and I couldn’t wait to do it again. I tell you girls, that pooch feels great.
Scootaloo tittered at her lover’s salacious announcement. She closed the gap between them and embraced Rainbow Dash in a tender, but strong hug.
In response, Rainbow wrapped her appendages around the filly and held her protectively. The mare lovingly rubbed her chin on top of Scootaloo’s mane. They held the embrace for a minute before Scootaloo pulled away.
“Well then. Let’s not waste any time. Get in position, Pet.”
Rainbow blushed and obeyed. She placed her cerulean hooves on the wooden floorboards. The pegasus gently lowered her chest to the floor while raising her rump. She shook it teasingly and waited for the border collie to mount her.
The dog was still attached to the leash that Apple Bloom clutched in her hoof. The filly, realizing her faux pas, gave a sheepish smile and bent down to unclasp the leash.
Once she did, the dog gave her an appreciative bark and ran towards Rainbow Dash. It gave a curious sniff at her sex before standing on its hind legs and prepared to fuck her.
At that moment, the door to the clubhouse burst open. Fluttershy stood in the doorway and surveyed the scene. Her eyes were one of incredulity and amazement.
“What…. In Celestia’s name….” Fluttershy sputtered.
The presence of one of her best friends caused Rainbow to gasp with surprise. She pushed herself up and whirled around to face her. Mortified, the cerulean pegasus stared at the yellow mare.
Their eyes met. Fluttershy slowly brought a yellow hoof to her mouth and covered her muzzle. Catching one of her best friends in such a sultry act was appalling. The yellow pony released a stupefied shriek.
Rainbow Dash, panicked, grasped at straws to deter Fluttershy from her thoughts. With a trembling voice, the weathermare attempted to explain that things weren’t as they looked. It was a tired cliche, though Rainbow hoped Fluttershy would buy it.
“Really? So I didn’t open the door and see you getting ready to be mounted by a dog, Dashie?”
Rainbow’s adrenaline increased. Lying now would be pointless. She knew Fluttershy had observed the scene and analyzed it correctly. She slowly released an exhale through her snout.
“Well…. I mean…..I was just…” Rainbow stammered.
Fluttershy held up a yellow hoof to signify the cerulean pegasus should stop talking.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders were giving each other looks of worry and concern. Now, it wasn’t just the four of them who knew Rainbow was submissive. They whispered amongst each other and wondered if Fluttershy would reveal the shocking secret to the rest of Rainbow’s friend circle.
Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom were terrified. Their older sisters were mutual friends of both Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash. If word were to get to their siblings about this, they knew the punishment would be severe.
Hastily, they approached Fluttershy and tried to placate the pegasus. There was a rapid amount of simultaneous speech as each member of the Cutie Mark Crusaders attempted to conciliate the yellow pegasus.
Fluttershy listened to the earnest pleas of the fillies before she held up a hoof to denote they cease their babbling.
A lingering silence persisted in the clubhouse for several moments. Each of the Crusaders looked at each other. Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash shared a look. Fluttershy glanced at each pony in tandem, before gazing at the border collie.
The canine was excited to see Fluttershy and eagerly wagged its tail. It gave a small bark and ran towards her. Fluttershy crouched down and gave the animal a few loving scratches behind its ear.
“Girls? Rainbow? Do you hear me scream? Is my face red with anger?”
They continued to stare at each other. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle looked at Rainbow Dash while Scootaloo looked towards Fluttershy.
The diffident mare chuckled and began to rub the dog’s belly. She smiled as it lay submissively on its back and released yips of enjoyment.
“No. You girls don’t see that because I’m not angry. I’m just surprised.”
Apple Bloom broke the silence first.
“Ya’ll ain’t angry? Seriously?”
“Seriously, Apple Bloom. Sure, it’s shocking to see Rainbow Dash in a submissive position, ready to get mounted by a dog. She’s the most dominant and cocky pegasus I know. I’d never have thought she enjoyed this type of thing. But I’m certainly not mad.”
Fluttershy ceased rubbing the dog’s stomach and closed the distance between herself and Rainbow Dash. The yellow mare put a comforting hoof on Rainbow’s shoulder and embraced her friend in a loving hug.
“However, I’m a tad confused on why you were doing that, Rainbow Dash.”
After releasing Fluttershy from a tight cuddle, Rainbow embarrassingly rubbed the back of her head. Admitting the truth was worrisome. Though, she owed it to her friend.
“Truthfully, I’m doing this to appease my Mistress.”
The response caused Fluttershy to tilt her head.
“Your Mistress?” Fluttershy parroted.
Scootaloo took a few confident steps forwards to close the gap and placed a hoof on Rainbow’s coif.
Rainbow immediately loafed in obedience.
“She’s talking about me, Fluttershy. This isn’t a joke. The truth is, Rainbow Dash is my pet, and has been for over a month.”
Fluttershy’s eyes widened in surprise and she looked at Rainbow Dash for confirmation.
Once Rainbow Dash bobbed her head in affirmation, the shy pegasus smiled. She gently rubbed Rainbow’s chin. As she lovingly stroked her friend, she softly spoke words of reassurance.
“Oh, Rainbow Dash. I’m not mad about that either. Though, it’s slightly strange that you’re doing this with a young filly. That’s unconventional.”
Rainbow squeaked at the reminder and hung her head in shame. She felt ignominious at having one of her best friends become knowledgeable at her secret.
Fluttershy gave Rainbow a gentle smile and retracted her hoof from Rainbow’s jaw. She then softly pushed Scootaloo’s hoof from Rainbow’s mane and simpered at the young pegasus.
“When you girls returned that dog yesterday and it was in such high spirits, I suspected what you were up to. However, I certainly didn’t expect Rainbow Dash to be involved. Additionally, I pushed the suspicion out of my mind, as you’re all such young fillies. But, when you returned to borrow the dog today, I knew.”
“How’d you know, Fluttershy?” Sweetie asked.
“Because, Sweetie Belle. The only time I see that dog so lethargic is after I’ve fucked it.”
Fluttershy’s nonchalant and dismissive response caused Rainbow to gasp. Fluttershy , her best friend admitting to bestiality too? The matter-of-fact way Fluttershy answered Sweetie Belle’s question was abject.
“Yes, Crusaders. Yes, Dashie. I can’t rely on my soothing voice and gentle ponysonality alone to do my caretaking. Sometimes, I need to use other assets.”
Rainbow’s muzzle became agape at this news. She stared at Fluttershy with incredulity. With a shaking tone in her voice, she asked her friend a pressing question.
“So, you’re not mad? You don’t see me any differently knowing that I want to be a pet? You’re still my friend?”
Hearing the pleading tones that were desperate to seek reassurance, Fluttershy wasted no time. She flung her forearms around Rainbow’s neck and pulled her best friend into another tight embrace.
“Of course, Dashie! We’re still friends. I promise that I still view you as a best friend. Also, I’m not mad. Not at you, or any of the fillies.”
The CMC and Rainbow Dash exhaled in relief at that news. Their panic and adrenaline were slowly dissolving.
“Though, in response to your second question, I do have something to say. Rainbow Dash, you asked if I would see you differently since you’re a pet, right?”
Rainbow gulped and nodded. It was a big concern of hers and she wanted the truth. She knew Fluttershy wasn’t the type of pony to sugarcoat things or act disingenuously.
“Dashie?”
“Yes, Shy?”
Tenderly rubbing Rainbow’s mane, Fluttershy’s eyes sparkled. Her gaze was bursting with a twinkling cheerfulness. The yellow pegasus responded candidly and with a soft, gentle voice.
“You would make a GREAT pet, Dashie. There’s nothing to be ashamed of, Rainbow Dash. Living as a pet would be soothing. Not having to think for yourself. Doing whatever your owner desires. You’d be cared for, loved, appreciated, and respected. In return, you follow all commands. What could be better than that?”
Rainbow’s eyes locked onto Fluttershy’s irises and the speedster gasped in shock. As she spoke, the weatherpony detected a blessing by the timid pegasus.
“You really mean that, Shy?”
“Of course, Dashie! I understand the appeal of wanting to be a pet. It sounds lovely. No stress. No worries. Just obedience. Loyalty. Devotion. Giving those things and receiving overwhelming love, respect, adoration, and appreciation.”
Fluttershy began to lovingly rub Rainbow’s nape. Another of her hooves scratched underneath the pegasus’s chin.
As her hooves absentmindedly twitched from the sensations, Rainbow stared into Fluttershy’s eyes. The speedster felt thankful to Fluttershy for speaking her mind and reassuring her that nothing would change in their dynamic.
“Don’t worry, Dashie. I promise I won’t tell anypony else. I wouldn’t betray your trust and admit a secret like this. Scootaloo, since you’re Dashie’s owner, I give you my word on that too. What you two share is special and I won’t alert anypony of it.”
Rainbow and Scootaloo shared a look and simultaneously smiled at the diffident pegasus. They both sighed in relief at her reassurance.
“Thanks, Shy. This is why you’re one of my best friends. I can trust you with anything.”
Scootaloo grinned and told Fluttershy that she appreciated the promise.
Fluttershy released the cerulean mare from her affectionate touches. She stepped back and peered down at her friend.
She’ll make such a wonderful pet!
Scootaloo grabbed the bangle from the table and slipped it over her hoof. She grinned as she walked towards Rainbow Dash. Standing in front of her, Scootaloo looked down and smiled.
Rainbow stared up at her Owner and beamed happily. She noticed the familiar object on her Mistress’s foreleg and eagerly wagged her kaleidoscopic tail.
Scootaloo smirked fondly at her pet. She knew Rainbow was anxious to feel the familiar sensations of her mane being rubbed with the bangled hoof. The orange pegasus chuckled and asked Rainbow to kiss her hooves and loaf.
Once Rainbow complied, the dominant pegasus pressed her lips in an affectionate peck to Rainbow’s own.
“Rainbow isn’t just my pet, Fluttershy. We’re dating too.”
“That’s cute, Scootaloo. You two look very happy together. Dashie, you have my blessing. I won’t tell anypony about it.”
“Thanks, Fluttershy. My pet and I have full trust in you, don’t we, Dashie?”
Rainbow gave a meek squeal and flashed Fluttershy an appreciative look.
With her bangled hoof, Scootaloo began to rub her marefriend’s coif. Immediately, Rainbow moaned and her hoof absentmindedly kicked out in pleasure. The usage of the bangle was missed by Rainbow when she was in the Wonderbolt Academy. The weathermare was ecstatic to see the object make a comeback during the kinktime between her and her lover.
“Gosh, Scootaloo. I’ve given Rainbow many cuddles and headpats over the years, though, they were platonic affections of course, and she’s never had that reaction with me before.”
Scootaloo flashed Fluttershy a smirk and elucidated. She explained that the bangle on her hoof caused Rainbow Dash to act extremely submissive and both her and Rainbow appreciated the sensations.
Dash’s tongue lolled from her mouth and nodded. Her eyes focused on Fluttershy and the cocky pegasus gave a blush at her friend, knowing Fluttershy was seeing her submissive side.
“You’re very cute, Dashie.” Fluttershy stated affectionately.
Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom walked closer to the three pegasi. The dog tailed behind them and Apple Bloom cleared her throat.
“Hey, ya’ll? Are we gunna ‘ave the dog fuck Rainbow o’ not?”
Fluttershy chortled at the nonchalant way the filly asked her question. Her eyes flickered between the Crusaders as she absorbed this vociferous side of them.
“Of course we are.” Scootaloo said emphatically. “Pet, bend down and prepare to get mated.”
Fluttershy shook her head and held up a hoof to prevent the idea.
“Hang on, girls. You can’t just allow an animal to mate raw. There’s ways to ensure it’s more pleasurable.”
The CMC looked at Fluttershy quizzically before Sweetie Belle spoke.
“Really? We watched the canine fuck Rainbow yesterday. It just stood on its hind legs and went to town.”
“That’s dangerous.” Fluttershy warned. “As a proper caretaker, let me show you girls how to really have fun with a pooch.
The fillies giggled. They yearned to see a proper demonstration.
Scootaloo continued to ardently rub Rainbow’s coiffure as she gazed down at her property. Rainbow’s tongue remained out of her mouth and she squealed in fervid pleasure.
“Dashie? You’re gonna help me, won’t you?” Fluttershy asked.
Rainbow hadn’t heard the question. The passionate and doting feelings of Scootaloo’s headrubs had her mind completely distracted.
The filly removed her bangled hoof and gently turned Rainbow’s head towards Fluttershy.
“She’s asking you something, Pet.”
“Huh? What?”
“I asked if you would help me.”
“Help you with what, Fluttershy?”
With a deadpan expression, Fluttershy reiterated her spiel about not getting fucked raw and explained she wanted Rainbow to help prepare the dog to mate.
“Help prepare the pooch, huh? Are you suggesting what I suspect, Fluttershy? Foreplay and stuff?”
“Yes, Dashie.” Fluttershy responded with a nod.
Rainbow paused. She looked up at Scootaloo and studied the filly’s expression. She waited a few seconds for a response.
Her owner nodded. The orange pegasus playfully nudged her pet in the ribcage before placing a loving kiss on Rainbow’s cheek.
“Do it, Dashie. I love seeing you in action . It’d make me happy to watch you help Fluttershy’s demonstration".
Rainbow’s face reddened and she hastily nodded. She assured Fluttershy that she agreed to join her in the venture. The response earned another loving headpat from her Mistress. The speedster’s head bobbed from the impetus of her owner’s amatory manerubs.
Fluttershy bent over and assumed a submissive posture. She wiggled her plot in a teasing manner. The yellow curves of the pegasus bounced and jiggled from the momentum. She released a devious chuckle as she imagined what she’d soon be doing.
“Fluttershy? I thought you said it was dangerous to go raw.” Scootaloo queried.
The dog, noticing the sudden shift in posture, got excited. It walked over to the mare and gave a curious sniff around Fluttershy’s hind legs.
Stifling a moan, Fluttershy asked if Sweetie Belle knew how to cast a levitation spell.
“Yeah. I’m still studying intermediate spells, but a simple levitation one isn’t difficult.”
“Good. Then I need you to wait until the dog stands on his hind legs to mount me. At that point, cast the levitation spell.”
“Uh. Sure, Fluttershy.” Sweetie Belle puzzled.
As if on cue, the dog stood on his hind legs and prepared himself to enter the pegasus.
Seeing this, Sweetie honored Fluttershy’s request. She focused her magical ability into her horn. A green spark fizzled from the tip before an ethereal, billowing, green hue shot out. It enveloped the dog and held the canine steady.
“Good. Now, Rainbow Dash and I will kneel. When I give you the instruction, bring the border collie closer to us.”
Sweetie nodded to showcase her understanding.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders watched as the two pegasi loafed and tucked their hooves under their chest fluff.
Fluttershy gave a glance towards Rainbow Dash and asked if the speedster was ready.
Rainbow nodded affirmatively.
The timid pegasus turned towards Sweetie Belle and told the unicorn to levitate the dog closer. She instructed the filly to angle the dog so its dick would be within the range of their muzzles
“Understood, Fluttershy! You can count on me!” Sweetie squeaked excitedly.
With a final nod towards her friend’s younger sibling, Fluttershy prepared herself to put on a show. She watched as the dog drifted towards them. Rainbow and Fluttershy were pressed against each other, though their heads had five inches of space between them.
Using a hoof, Fluttershy cupped the dog’s balls and explained the process on how to properly engage in coitus with an animal. She stretched her tongue out and lapped at the furry balls of the canine.
The dog yipped excitedly at the sudden sensation. It whimpered as it realized that it couldn’t move of its own volition.
Removing her tongue from the testes, Fluttershy informed everypony that the dog was antsy. She turned towards Sweetie Belle and implored the unicorn to not release the canine until she gave the request.
Fluttershy placed a hoof around Rainbow’s head. She gently pushed the cervix of her friend closer to the testes and cock of the furry pooch.
“Go ahead, Dashie. Give it a try.”
Rainbow swallowed her nerves. With the assurance of Fluttershy, she slowly inclined her head and extended her tongue. The speedster’s muscular organ licked at the folds of the dog’s nutsack. She increased her speed and lapped at the testes.
In response, Scootaloo rubbed her girlfriend’s mane in a doting manner with the bangled hoof.
Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom watched the demonstration with great interest. Watching not just Rainbow Dash, but Fluttershy, engaging with the canine, was engrossing.
As Rainbow Dash eagerly lapped the testes of the canine, Fluttershy lovingly gave the dog a lick from sheath to tip. The yellow pegasus slid her tongue over the shaft and tasted the veiny, throbbed appendage of the border collie.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders shared a collective look and grin and continued to observe the show with great interest.
“How does it taste, Pet?” Scootaloo teased.
“Sweaty.”
Scootaloo chuckled and instructed Rainbow to continue. Naturally, the submissive pegasus obliged.
The speedster’s tongue joined Fluttershy’s. Both mares were licking the shaft of the pooch as it excitedly pant. Rainbow felt herself blush as she continued the abasing act. However, she quickly put the mortifying thought out of her mind.
You’re a Pet. This is what Mistress wants. Do it, Dash.
After her quick internal pep talk, she redoubled her focus on slurping the dog’s shaft. Her tongue meshed occasionally with Fluttershy’s while both mares orally serviced the pooch.
Scootaloo, wanting to add her own flair into the erotic scene, began to chomp feathers from Rainbow’s wings. The filly happily preened the cerulean feathers of her lover. Loose and taut ones were yanked from the speedster’s appendages.
After a particularly tight one was forcibly removed, Rainbow yowled in pain and turned towards Scootaloo.
“Hey! That one wasn’t loose, you know.”
Scootaloo gave a bashful smile and fluttered her eyelids.
“Accidents happen, Dashie. Besides, I can’t always tell. Sometimes your feathers seem tight, but loosen after I angle them a certain way. Get back to putting on a show for me and my friends and don’t worry about what I’m doing.”
Begrudgingly, Rainbow obeyed. She loved her Mistress deeply and would follow any order, but couldn’t ignore the worries of slight bouts of pain if Scootaloo continued to preen her plumage.
“I know how to make you relax, Dashie.” Fluttershy cooed. “Sweetie Belle, can you levitate the dog a bit higher, please?”
Once Sweetie complied, the dog’s cock was closer to the pegasi’s snouts than their chins.
“Open, Dashie.” Fluttershy urged.
Blushing furiously, and knowing what her best friend wanted her to do, Rainbow slowly opened her maw. The pink tongue of the speedster steadily extended from her mouth.
Still with a heavy crimson hue, she turned towards Fluttershy.
“Good. Now, really pleasure our friend here.”
The cerulean pegasus closed her eyes as she angled her mouth downwards. She felt the head of the dog’s cock enter her mouth.
The border collie pant pleasurably at the feeling. It tried to escape Sweetie’s levitation but the unicorn’s magic wouldn’t falter.
Rainbow Dash bobbed her head repeatedly on the dog’s cock. The head and half of its shaft had entered her mouth. The taste was salty, but not unpleasant.
Scootaloo continued to preen her mate.
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle shared a look. Just a month ago, they held high respect for Rainbow Dash. Seeing the once cocky and confident mare be reduced to a dog’s plaything was risible.
Both fillies jovially giggled.
After several moments of slurping the border collie’s cock, Rainbow slowly began to lean backwards to extract the dick from her mouth.
However, a hoof prevented it. With extreme force, Rainbow felt her head get slammed back onto the border collie’s cock.
The weathermare’s eyes bulged and she sputtered from the sudden force of her mouth and throat being full of dog cock. With tears in her eyes, she looked in her peripherals to discover what had happened.
Scootaloo stood behind her with a smug grin. One of her orange hooves was placed firmly on the back of Rainbow’s head.
“Nope. You’re making him so happy, Dashie. Keep being a good cocksucking whorse.”
Fluttershy’s eyes widened at the insult. Hearing a young filly speak so colorfully was surprising.
The young pony glanced at Fluttershy and maintained the grin. Seeing the worry behind the diffident mare’s gaze, she quickly explained.
“Don’t worry, Fluttershy. Dashie loves being treated like filth. She knows I love her.”
With her own loins getting wet from the degradation, Rainbow Dash eagerly bobbed her head again. Thick inches of dog cock pushed into her mouth and filled her maw with its surface area. As she sucked the canine’s cock, she lapped at the shaft with her tongue, twirling it eagerly wherever it could reach.
Fluttershy relaxed and began to lick and gently suck the dog’s balls. The shy pegasus moaned in pleasure as she tasted the testes of the canine. She peeked an eye open and smiled at the submissive pegasus next to her.
You’re such a good Pet for obeying your Owner, Dashie. I know you make her so happy.
Rainbow Dash continued slurping, sucking, licking, and lapping the dog’s cock for another ten minutes before Scootaloo was satisfied.
The orange filly removed her hoof from the back of Rainbow’s head and allowed her pet to pull back. She watched as Rainbow did and observed her property take a deep breath. Scootaloo grinned at the reaction of her pet.
“I’d say the dog is ready, Fluttershy.” Scootaloo said. Do you agree?”
Fluttershy removed her tongue from the dog’s balls and nodded at the filly.
“Yes. Though, maybe you should give your Pet a moment to catch her breath before you have the dog mount her, Scootaloo.”
The filly turned her attention to the speedster, who was currently on all fours and coughing repeatedly. Rainbow was desperate to get some air in her lungs. Scootaloo noticed tear droplets in the speedster’s eyelids and felt a pang of guilt.
“Give me…. some time…. Mistress…” Rainbow wheezed.
After a small reprieve for water, Rainbow Dash assumed a submissive stance and gave a nod to Fluttershy.
The bashful pegasus smiled at her best friend before telling Sweetie Belle to remove the levitation spell.
Immediately upon being free, the dog hastily tackled Rainbow Dash. The impetus caused her to fall to her stomach and gasp in surprise. The dog lapped at her marehood briefly. Tasting the familiar flavor from yesterday, he balanced on his hind legs and quickly bucked his hips while trying to thrust into the mare.
On the third attempt, his cock entered. Rainbow’s eyes widened in pleasure and she released a fervid moan of euphoria. The speedster lay on her stomach, panting heavily, as the dog quickened its repeated penetration.
Fluttershy softly cooed reassurance to the cerulean mare while Scootaloo lovingly rubbed the coif of her marefriend. The yellow pegasus smiled at the sight of Rainbow laying inert and getting fucked. She chuckled at the eagerness of the border collie.
“Seems you have an admirer , Dashie.” Fluttershy quipped.
Rainbow could only lay there and moan happily. The lubed shaft and cock of the dog repeatedly entered her warm cunt and made the mare shiver in pleasure. All thoughts of dishonor and abhorrence dissipated immediately. The feeling of getting fucked by this canine was better than any dildo she had used or any stallion she had copulated.
Dear Celestia. Nothing is better than this. Fuck yes!
The dog barked happily and continued to penetrate its mate. It balanced itself by repositioning its paws on Rainbow’s back while bucking its hips.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders and Fluttershy shared a collective smirk at the scene. Rainbow Dash had fallen and they were all amused to see the speedster so submissive.
“Good girl, Dashie. You’re looking like a proper Pet for Scootaloo. Laying there and getting fucked by a canine just to make her happy. You’re so obedient.”
Rainbow murmured unintelligible squeaked syllables. Her breathing quickened as the dog eagerly continued. She moaned repeatedly and lay in a puddle of her perspiration.
Scootaloo ran her hoof lovingly down Rainbow’s grayed mane. The filly pulled another few feathers out of Rainbow’s wings afterwards and smiled at her pet.
“Such a good, loyal, well-behaved Pet, Dashie. You’re making your Mistress so proud.”
Rainbow gurgled another incoherent reply and Scootaloo chuckled at the display.
The vivacious, orange pegasus removed her hoof from Rainbow’s mane. She gently cupped the speedster’s mandible and slightly raised Dash’s head. They held eye contact as Scootaloo lowered her head and pressed her lips to Rainbow’s own.
The kiss was but for a fleeting few seconds before Scootaloo parted it.
“Admit it again, Rainbow Dash. The truth you bellowed to me and my fellow Crusaders yesterday. Tell Fluttershy what you are.”
With a deep blush, and great effort, Rainbow was able to repeat her earlier words.
“I’m a dirty bitch whorse who loves to get fucked by dogs.”
Scootaloo gave a malicious grin before rewarding her good pet with a doting manerub.
In response to the loving action, Dash could only squirm and puff as she felt the dog continue to mate her.
“So am I, Dashie. It feels wonderful , doesn’t it?” Fluttershy asked.
Rainbow meekly squeaked affirmation before becoming silent.
The dog quickened its pace. All ponies knew that the canine was close. It began pumping its hips with increased vigor.
Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom remained laconic and sipped their juicebox. The encore was better than the initial show from yesterday.
It took only another two minutes before the dog pumped its spunk inside of Rainbow’s marehood. The pegasus yelped and crossed her eyes as she felt the hot semen shoot from the dog’s cock. She moaned loudly and orgasmed in tandem with the border collie.
Rainbow lay in a puddle of her sweat and sex juices. She gasped for breath and gazed somnolently at the ceiling. She felt the viscous substance deep inside her cunt and bit her bottom lip. The immoral and salacious act caused her such erotic lust.
The dog had happily fucked and came inside her again. The border collie sauntered over to the pegasus and began licking at her face.
“Aww! Looks like your lover is showering you with kisses.” Sweetie teased.
Rainbow didn’t have the energy to reply. She continued panting heavily and laying inert. Enervation was felt throughout her body.
The Crusaders and Fluttershy watched them for a minute before Fluttershy chuckled. She took the leash and whistled. The yellow pony bent down and clipped the leash back on the border collie’s collar once it arrived.
“That was a fun afternoon, everypony. But I must return home. I have plans at four. Rarity and I rescheduled our spa appointment for today.”
The CMC voiced their displeasures and begged Fluttershy to stay. She chuckled at the earnestness in the voice of the fillies but shook her head. With a small pout of her own, she apologized, but insisted she had to go.
Dejected, the fillies sighed, but didn’t continue to fight the pegasus on it. Unlike their mockery of Rainbow Dash, the three had full respect for Fluttershy.
“We understand. Get home safe and hope to see you soon, Fluttershy.” Sweetie said.
“Righ’! Thanks fer the fun lessun. Ah’m sure we’ll all git togeth’r agai’ sometime.”
“Remember, don’t tell anypony about this stuff, Fluttershy. Rarity and Applejack would go on a rampage if they knew what Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle were up to.”
Fluttershy put a gentle hoof on Scootaloo’s head and gave the orange filly a single pat.
“Don’t worry, girls. I promise that my lips are sealed. Besides, I wouldn’t want to upset Dashie. Her reputation is at stake too. Nopony will know what happened today.”
Pleased at the response, the fillies smiled simultaneously.
Fluttershy walked to Rainbow and gave her best friend a few loving rubs under her chin. The teal eyes of the soft-spoken pegasus gazed intently into the magenta ones of the submissive speedster.
“Goodbye Dashie. I’ll see you later tonight for dinner with the girls before you leave for the Wonderbolt Academy again tomorrow.”
Rainbow Dash gave a weak nod of concurrence.
“You’re a cute pet, Dashie. I fully support what you and Scootaloo do together.”
The yellow pegasus raised a hoof and waved goodbye. The Crusaders raised one of their own and reciprocated the gesture. Rainbow, deeply languid, could only limply raise a hoof for a fleeting second before it fell to her side.
After Fluttershy left with the canine, Scootaloo turned towards her pet. She leaned down and gave Rainbow a soft kiss on her forehead. A peck was placed on the pegasus’s lips.
“You’ve been a good girl today, Dashie. I’m very proud. As a reward, take the rest of the day off. I won’t keep you from enjoying dinner with your friends. But, when you’re back from the Wonderbolt Academy, come see me. There’s an important conversation I need to have with you.”
Scootaloo shared a tacit glance with her two best friends.
“Go on, Dashie. I love you.”
“I love you too, Mistress.”
Rainbow, with extreme effort, managed to stand erect. She slowly ambled to the door, and, with a grunt, opened it. The pegasus trudged down the stairs before stopping at the bottom of them to regain her breath.
After ten minutes, she flapped her wings to become aloft. She found the task exceptionally onerous. Gasping, she raised a hoof to the Crusaders and flew off.
Author's Note
Here's the second one. Hope ya'll enjoy a double chapter upload day!
After returning to the Wonderbolts Academy, Rainbow had been paired with Lightning Dust. Both ponies continued the training regime that Spitfire had instilled for all cadets. Unlike her previous sojourn, Rainbow was now the lead pony, while Lightning was the wing pony.
Spitfire, the Wonderbolts Captain, stood stoically in the middle of the tarmac covered runway and observed all cadets. She paid special attention to the team of Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust. Despite her austere ponysonality, the yellow pegasus had a soft spot for the azure mare, as Dash had impressed the Wonderbolts Captain on numerous occasions.
“What’s with you? Back for one day and struggling to complete the exercises?” Lightning asked.
Following several deep breaths in an attempt to put air into her lungs, Rainbow told her wingpony that she had a brief reprieve and needed time to get back into the swing of things. The gray-maned pegasus clutched her ribcage and furiously gasped.
“But we don’t have time for a break.” Lightning warned. “We’re falling behind and losing our lead.”
Rainbow quickly turned her head and was alarmed to see the other cadets were passing their position in the obstacle course. She glanced at Lightning Dust and noticed the turquoise pony raise an eyebrow.
“Well? C’mon! We’re not gonna retake the lead if you’re just listlessly airborne.”
Grunting, and with extreme effort, Rainbow aligned her body to be parallel with Lightning’s own. She continued gasping while flying synchronously. The azure pegasus’s vision was starting to become fuzzy and blurry.
After watching Rainbow Dash collide with an altocumulus cloud, Spitfire sighed. She had kept a keen eye on Rainbow’s behavior upon her return. The results were baffling, aggravating, and worrying. Constantly resting between exercise sets, slower flight speeds, and even her mane and coat color had changed.
The drill sergeant loudly blew into her metallic whistle. The discordant sound permeated through the air and caused every cadet to halt their progress of the flight exercise. They stared down at the Wonderbolts Captain.
“Rainbow Dash! Come down here immediately! We’re gonna have a little chat. As for the rest of you, until I return, my assistant, Gust Drifter will take over drill instruction.”
The loud, booming and commanding voice of Spitfire pervaded into the heads of all cadets. Aside from Rainbow Dash, who was slowly drifting to the tarmac, they collectively saluted the drill sergeant.
Rainbow Dash gulped nervously after landing next to Spitfire.
Spitfire glanced at the cadets for a fleeting moment, then turned towards Gust Drifter. She saluted the stallion, who reciprocated. After the protocol, her stare was focused on Rainbow Dash. With scrutiny, the yellow pegasus regarded the gray-maned mare. Spitfire extended her hoof and beckoned Rainbow Dash to accompany.
The drill sergeant opened her office and sauntered inside. Rainbow followed, and closed the door behind her. Spitfire sat in the leather chair behind her desk, while Rainbow lowered her haunches to a small office chair in front.
Spitfire wasted no time. With a furious slam of her yellow hooves on her white, mahogany desk, she demanded to know what was going on.
“I gave you a small break, cadet. I expected you to get some R&R in. Yet, what I didn’t anticipate, was you’d return, and look like a newborn pegasus foal learning to fly. Hell, your mane and tail is completely-gray. Not a speck of color in your coifs. What has happened, Rainbow?”
The lectured criticism of vituperation took Rainbow by surprise. Her ears flattened against her head and she gave a small squeak at Spitfire’s invective. Hesitating, she allowed herself a small peek at the Captain’s facial features.
The yellow pegasus sat firmly in her chair. Her shaded eyes ferociously glared at Rainbow. Arching an eyebrow, she cleared her throat.
“Well? I’m waiting for an answer, Rainbow Dash.”
Rainbow placed two hooves under her eyelids and stretched them downwards. She released a small respire and shook her head. The mare knew she was in trouble, and, judging by Spitfire’s increased ire, it wouldn’t be a simple slap on the hoof.
“Ma’am. I’m sorry that I haven’t been performing well.” Rainbow began.
“Performing well? Cadet, you’re barely performing at all. I have two-month-old nieces that fly better than you.”
Another slammed hoof on her desk jolted Rainbow’s attention. She jumped from the unexpected noise, though was still sitting.
“Explain yourself!”
Rainbow gave another small squeak. Normally, she could match Spitfire’s energy, and would respond angrily or defiantly. However, Dash knew there’d be no point.
“I don’t know, ma’am! But I assure you that I still want to be a Wonderbolt and haven’t given up my dream. Whatever is happening isn’t only affecting my ability to fly and be a cohesive unit on the team, but is causing you vexation. I’m sorry, ma’am!”
Spitfire sighed. The yellow mare reached her fetlock to her sunglasses and removed them. After she furled the temples of the glasses down, she placed her hooves over her face and began to massage her forehead.
Rainbow silently watched. The tension was increasing and the pegasus was worried for whatever would come next. She understood that her current performance wasn’t a good look.
The drill sergeant slid her hooves from her forehead, down her cheeks, and rested her mandible on top. Then, she gazed studiously at Dash.
“You’re putting me in a really tough position, cadet. Your performance is beyond unacceptable levels. Four days ago, you were vivacious, bubbly, and eager. You demonstrated the drive and resolve that impressed me. Moreover, you were the fastest cadet and stood out from the crowd.”
Spitfire sighed again.
“Now, you’ve done a total 180. You can’t even perform a few laps around the track without becoming winded. Hell, you couldn’t achieve ten wing-ups during pre-workout stretching. I don’t know what has affected you, Rainbow, but I’m tremendously disappointed.”
Rainbow cast a forlorn gaze at the white linoleum floor and remained muted. The diatribe from Spitfire was causing emotions of regret, sadness, and anxiety.
“You leave me no choice, Rainbow Dash.”
The gray-maned pegasus quickly averted her gaze from the floor and locked eyes with her Captain.
“Don’t expel me.” Dash pleaded.
Spitfire raised an eyebrow at the entreat.
“Expel you? Rainbow, are you beseeching me to not boot you out of the Wonderbolts Academy?”
The mare nodded in response. Her breathing quickened as her heart raced. Suspecting that she was about to be disbarred, she pleaded again.
“Captain, I know my deterioration has caused a hooful of problems. I’m a handicapped liability to the team. I’m unable to perform my duties and commands. Worst of all, I’ve dismayed you and let you down, ma’am.”
Spitfire’s expression slightly softened at the resigned and accepted tone of Rainbow’s statements of veracity. She remained observant and stoic.
“Go on.”
“And, you have every right to expel me. Not just because you could, Captain, but because my regression warrants it. I don’t want to cause any dishonor for myself, the rest of the team, or you.”
Spitfire gave a small nod.
“Noble. So, you’d accept my decision if I elected to oust you from the academy?”
Rainbow paused. She would hate to be kicked out, as being a Wonderbolt was her dream. Though, she meant her words. Causing the team and Spitfire dishonor wasn’t something she wanted.
“I would, ma’am. Though, of course, I don’t want to get booted. Please, ma’am. I’ll clean the barracks. I’ll go over the runway with a fine-tooth comb and remove every speck of dirt or dust that I see. Demote me to a custodian, until whatever’s going on with me has ended.”
Spitfire was taciturn as she observed Rainbow’s words. The Captain understood the mare’s dedication and desires. She was impressed that Rainbow volunteered to even do janitorial duties as it showed her commitment to the team and organization.
Both mares held eye contact for a minute and were equally unwavering.
“Alright, Rainbow. I’ve made my decision.”
The gray-maned pegasus took a deep breath before asking what the verdict would be.
“Yes, ma’am. Lay it on me.”
“I’m not expelling you from the Wonderbolt Academy. Additionally, you’re not required to do custodial duties.”
Sighing in relief, Rainbow was just about to thank Spitfire, but a raised, yellow hoof, kept her silent.
“However…” Spitfire trailed.
Rainbow shifted in her seat. She locked eyes with Spitfire and inclined her head.
“However?” Dash repeated.
“I can’t allow you to remain on the team with such terrible performances. Doing so would be an insult to the other cadets who bust their plots. It’d also reflect badly on how I oversee this team. Nepotism won’t fly under my jurisdiction. I’m sure you understand, Dash.”
“I do, ma’am. So, what now?”
Spitfire donned her sunglasses before scratching her snout. Then, the announcement came.
“Suspended. One week. During that tenure, you’ll be listed as ‘inactive’ on the roster, but still a member of the academy. However, since you won’t be active, you won’t be allowed to remain on grounds.”
Rainbow gripped the armrests of the office chair she sat in. The news of her suspension was upsetting, though, she definitely preferred it over a flatout expulsion.
Spitfire continued speaking. With a warm and affectionate tone, she informed Rainbow that the decision hurt her too, as she was losing such a strong candidate with high willpower.
“It pains me to see you this way, Rainbow. Whatever is going on, I really hope you can rectify it before returning next week.”
“This,” Spitfire continued, while gesturing her hoof to the azure pegasus. “This is not the Rainbow Dash I know.”
The proclamation made Rainbow’s ears flatten against her head. She felt contrite. Repentant, she stared sadly at the drill sergeant.
“I… appreciate this mulligan, ma’am.”
Spitfire pointed a yellow hoof towards the other pegasus. With a jarring tone, she announced that it’d be the only one Rainbow would receive.
“I don’t give second chances. One week. That’s ample time to fix whatever is going on with you. Dash, I pray to Celestia that you can. It’d be greatly upsetting to have to cut you loose. You’re a phenomenal flier and stupendous talent.”
“Th-thank you, m-ma’am.” Dash stammered.
With a short sigh, Spitfire stood up. Rainbow followed suit and the yellow pegasus walked towards her office door. After opening it, she softly raised a hoof and gestured for Rainbow to leave her office.
Stepping past the Wonderbolt Captain, Dash stood in the doorway. She turned on her hooves and looked at the drill sergeant.
Spitfire put a comforting hoof on the mare’s shoulder.
“Think hard. Have you done anything differently as of late? Something in your diet? Perhaps lack of proper sleep?”
Rainbow solemnly shook her head.
“No, ma’am. Those have been normal.”
Spitfire nodded sadly and offered a small, warm smile to the gray-maned pegasus.
“You’ll figure it out. I have confidence in you, Dash. Nip this problem in the plot and come back, yeah?”
Rainbow saluted the Wonderbolt Captain and agreed to the request.
Spitfire closed the door and Rainbow stared at it. She stood silently and was pensive. As she became deep in thought, her head lowered.
I don’t understand. My passion hasn’t decreased. I’m still the same awesome Rainbow Dash. The mane and tail discolor and lack of energy didn’t happen until Scootaloo reused the bangle.
Rainbow’s head craned upwards as the epiphany came. Her eyes widened and she repeated the words in a low, conspiratorial whisper.
“The bangle…”
Taking a deep breath, she galloped out of the corridor and soon reached the front door. Rainbow placed a shaking, azure hoof on it, before pushing the door open. The mare stepped outside, then closed the door.
Mistress…. The bangle…. That thing did something to me!
With difficulty, she flapped her wings to become aloft. After ascending a few dozen feet, she turned her body in the direction of Ponyville. Gritting her teeth, she took off towards her destination.
“SCOOTALOO!” Dash yelled.
The mare flew towards her objective. She was seething, and couldn’t wait to find Scootaloo and get to the bottom of everything.
Hours later, Rainbow Dash landed in Ponyville town square. The speedster stared absentmindedly at the throngs of ponies who bustled nearby. She observed the familiar sights. Ponies were selling produce, food, crafts, knickknacks and other ilk.
The town hall was teeming with the mayor’s entourage and other political ponies. Multitudes of townsponies were ambling or meandering through Ponyville with some having amiable chats.
Dash turned her head to observe the happenings occurring by the schoolhouse. A large clock plastered below the roof alerted the cerulean pegasus that it was five minutes of three.
Lyra and Bon-Bon were walking side-by-side. The two gazed at Rainbow Dash and concurrently waved. Rainbow reciprocated with a smile before glancing back to the clock. It was now three p.m.
The doors of the schoolhouse burst open and energetic colts and fillies excitedly cantered out of the facility. Dash turned her attention to the vivacious commotion. She recognized Queen Apple Bloom and Queen Sweetie Belle. Then, with her heart thumping, Rainbow noticed Scootaloo exit the school and gallop off in the opposite direction
“Scoots! Wait up.” Rainbow shouted.
The orange filly heard the familiar voice and stopped in her tracks. She turned, and, with wide eyes, asked what Rainbow was doing here.
“You’re supposed to be at the Wonderbolt Academy, Dashie. What happened?”
“We need to talk. Immediately. I have a lot to tell you.”
Scootaloo opened her saddlebag and peeked in. After a few seconds, she closed it and gave her girlfriend an understanding nod.
“Alright. Your house, Dash?”
“Yeah. Climb on and hold tight. I’ll get us there eventually.”
After forty-five minutes, the pair of pegasi arrived at Rainbow’s Cloudminium. Rainbow lowered her body so Scootaloo could dismount. The filly grinned as she pushed the door open and sauntered inside. Rainbow followed and closed the door behind her.
Scootaloo grabbed a fifty-pound dumbbell and performed a set of ten curls in both hooves. As she exercised, she looked at her Pet and grinned.
“So? What’s on your mind, Dashie?”
Rainbow wasted no time. She ranted and raved about her hypothesis, completely convinced that the bangle drains not only energy, but magic too.
“My constant tiredness and deterioration didn’t start until we began experimenting with that bangle. Remember, in the beginning? How we’d play and then I’d constantly be yawning? This can’t be a coincidence. That bangle absolutely drains my magic.”
Smirking, Scootaloo opened the saddlebag. She pulled out the bangle and held it up for Rainbow to see.
“You mean this ?” Scootaloo teased, while adorning the ornament to her hoof.
“Obviously! How many ‘magic-draining bangles’ do you know about, kid?”
Scootaloo rolled her eyes at her pet’s sarcastic quip.
“Stop being so serious and tense. Listen, I’ll hear you out, but I want to have some enjoyment too.”
“Enjoyment?” Dash repeated.
“Yeah. You’re a very kinky mare, and I have no doubt that you’ve got lots of toys that we can play with. Tell me where I can find them and let me have fun.”
“They’re in the closet of my bedroom but-”
No sooner were those words out of Rainbow’s mouth, did Scootaloo zip by her with impressive speed. An orange, chalky, cloud blur was there one moment, then disappeared. As Rainbow stared, mystified, she heard Scootaloo’s voice beckoning her to the bedroom.
“I’ve got everything set, Dashie. Come on!”
Repressing a sigh, Rainbow slowly trudged to her bedroom, anxious, and excited, of what she’d find.
Entering her bedroom, Rainbow was stunned to discover the array of sexual objects that Scootaloo had laid out. Rope, riding crops, ball gags, a collar and leash, latex suits, blindfolds, hoofcuffs, dildos, strap-ons and more.
Rainbow’s eyes slowly traversed past every object, before they came to a rest on Scootaloo. The filly was grinning awkwardly and excitedly from the BDSM display.
“I prepared a ‘special spread’ of fun for us, Dashie. But not everything will be used. I’ll see what I’m in the mood for.”
As the young pegasus perused the options, one of them caught her eyes. She grinned with malice and held up the black leather collar and leash.
“Crawl.” Scootaloo ordered.
With a fearful, but licentious gulp, Rainbow complied. The pegasus slowly lowered herself on her belly, then dragged herself towards her pint-sized Owner. The gray-maned pony gazed obediently at Scootaloo during the trek.
The young filly giggled as she fastened the collar to the azure mare. Her orange hooves carefully tightened the choker slightly, to ensure it was snug, but not uncomfortable. She grinned and took a step back.
“You look 20% cooler with a collar on, Dashie.”
Dash was taciturn as Scootaloo attached the pink leash. She felt Scootaloo give two slight tugs to test the durability of the rope. RD noticed Scootaloo’s gaze on her and stared back at her Owner.
“Penny for your thoughts, Dashie?”
Rainbow wasted no time.
“Scoots, Mistress, Whatever! Look, I’m not joking here. Please stop using that bangle on me. It’s causing trouble at the academy. Spitfire suspended me for a week due to the poor performance.”
“First of all, Pet . You WILL address me as Mistress. ” Scootaloo said, before delivering a sharp clout to Rainbow’s plot with a riding crop.
Dash chomped on her hoof in an attempt to stifle a moan. The gray-maned pegasus was livid at the epiphany about the bangle, but still loved to be degraded and demeaned. Her sadism hadn’t faltered.
Another strike whacked her ass. Rainbow moaned and managed to formulate a response.
“Mistress, then. Please. This is the actual Rainbow Dash talking. Not the submissive, kinky whorse that you’ve gotten familiar with for weeks. It’s been fun, but I want it to stop. Look at me, Squirt. My awesome mane and tail is heavily discolored. I’m tired all the time. Worst of all, I can barely become airborne. Flying takes a lot of energy and effort. This isn’t me!”
Scootaloo silently studied her pet. She took quick note of the urgency and panic in the older mare’s tone. The filly itched her snout before replying.
“It’s not you? Then tell me, Dashie. Who’ve I been molding into my perfect pet for almost two months? What pegasus have I dominated multiple times and always turn into putty between my hooves?”
Rainbow uttered a shrill squeak at the filly’s dominant attitude. She continued to lay on her belly with her rump up. Her forelegs were spread wide to give her owner full access and viewability to her pulsating and winking nether regions.
“That’s not what I meant!” Dash protested. “Of course you’ve been doing all of this kinky stuff with ME , Mistress. I was saying the real me is a fearless, awesome, cool, badass pegasus. A pony who wants to be a full fledged member of The Wonderbolts. I’m a heroine of Equestria and destined for greatness. The real Rainbow Dash is earnestly pleading with you to end this arrangement. Please.”
Scootaloo chuckled. With her fetlock, the filly clutched a tuft of Rainbow’s gray-mane. She yanked the mare’s head back and grinned maliciously as Rainbow released a sharp, amalgamated gasp of surprise, pain, and pleasure.
“The real you?”
The orange-coated pegasus lowered her head to her pet’s own. Scootaloo slowly licked Rainbow’s cheek, causing the azure mare to shiver in excitement.
“Oh, Dashie. Silly little pet. THIS IS the real you! Sure, you have a dream to be a member of The Wonderbolts. Yes, you’re a brazen, confident, cocky, show-off, who loves getting attention from everypony. Indeed, your ponysonality is cool, awesome, and badass. But, you’re also a submissive, desperate, dirty whorse, who loves to be at the mercy of a dominant filly like me. Both sides of your ponysonality go hoof-in-hoof, Dashie.”
Scootaloo yanked Rainbow’s gray coiffure again. The filly bit her lower lip, before declining her head towards Rainbow’s neck. Grinning, Scoots began nibbling on the older mare’s neck. Gentle prods of the filly’s teeth were left in desultory areas. Rainbow’s breathing became gasps of excited lust.
After continuing to softly nip at her pet’s neck for another minute, Scootaloo pulled away. She gave an amused chuckle at Rainbow’s behavior before continuing.
“Thank you for proving my point, Pet. You love this. Being at my beck-and–call. Completely outclassed and dominated by a mere schoolaged filly. How debauched. Yet, you can’t get enough. Such a dirty fillyfiddler you are, Dashie.”
Rainbow Dash lolled her tongue from her mouth as Scootaloo spoke. The level of degradation was top-notch. The gray-maned pegasus was eagerly enjoying every second.
A third yank from Scootaloo’s hoof. Rainbow’s head snapped back and her gaze was firmly fixated upwards. The filly smirked as she inched closer into Rainbow’s view. Scootaloo towered over the submissive pegasus and cupped Dash’s chin.
“My bitch. My pet. My good girl. Mine."
The purple-maned pony softly pressed her lips to the azure mare’s own. The kiss was gentle, sweet, endearing, and passionate. As Scootaloo kissed her pet, she rubbed doting patterns underneath Rainbow’s chin.
In response, Rainbow closed her eyes. The kiss was tender and full of ardent bliss and romantic desire. She kissed back longingly, but gently, to show her Owner that she understood the filly was superior. Rainbow would always allow Scootaloo to take control.
The lovers continued to devotedly kiss. Their lips pressed together in an act of loyal and rapturous yearning. Scootaloo took initiative and pushed her tongue from her mouth and into Rainbow’s own. The older mare offered no resistance and gleefully accepted the appendage. Scootaloo’s tongue pressed against Dash’s, and jointly twirled with lascivious longing.
Scootaloo’s hoof twitched as she pushed Rainbow’s head closer to her. The filly happily kissed her pet with full vigor. They blushed as their prurient, venereal lust took over. Primal instincts pushed them to deepen their snogging.
Rainbow began to gently suck the filly’s tongue. Scootaloo released pleased squeaks as she felt her idol slurp and suck on her tongue. She placed a hoof on the mare’s gray mane and lovingly rubbed it in a tacit manner to signify Dash was doing an excellent job.
Their blushes and embraces deepened. Rainbow released a sultry moan as her hoof was dotingly placed on Scootaloo’s cheek. As she sucked Scootaloo’s tongue, her own would softly touch the tip of Scootaloo’s.
After several moments of mutual kissing, Scootaloo gently pushed Rainbow’s chin, signifying to break apart. Dash immediately obeyed her owner, and released the hold she had on Scootaloo’s tongue.
The filly released her clutch on Rainbow’s mane and took a step back. Both ponies began to pant for breath after their libidinous display. Rainbow gave occasional moans while inhaling for air.
“Say it, Pet. Tell me that you’re mine."
“I’m…. yours!” Rainbow wheezed.
Scootaloo gleefully smiled and gave two adoring pats on Rainbow’s gray mane.
“Good girl, Dashie. You’ll always be mine, too.”
Rainbow smiled at the thought and rested her head on top of her forelegs. The mare closed her eyes for a fleeting moment, before a loud, painful clout caused her to snap her eyes open again.
Scootaloo had whacked Rainbow’s plot with the riding crop again.
“No napping, pet. We have more fun ahead. You won’t want to miss it.”
“I wasn’t gonna nap, Mistress. I’m just enjoying the moment between us.” Rainbow said defensively.
“You’re really going to enjoy what I’ve got planned for you, Dashie. Now, come on. Stand up.”
“But, what about my wings, Mistress? It takes a lot of grit to move them, and I’m so exhausted whenever I fly. Watch. I’ll demonstrate.”
Rainbow attempted to display her point. The mare stood tall and tried to wiggle her wing muscles. Nothing happened. She strived a second time and wasn’t able to lift a feather.
“Dear Celestia. No….” Rainbow lamented.
Scootaloo scratched her chin, dropped the crop, then looked inquisitively at Dash.
“What’s wrong? I want to see how much effort it takes you to get off the ground, Rainbow.”
Quickly snapping her attention to her Mistress, Rainbow regretfully announced that she couldn't fly. Panic set in for the azure pegasus and she began hyperventilating.
Scootaloo quashed Rainbow’s fears by putting a reassuring hoof on the pegasus’s shoulder.
“Calm down, Dashie. We can swap later. This is just a fun game between us. Nothing is permanent. I’m sure everything can be undone.”
“How do you know?” Dash declared. “What makes you so confident that things can be rectified?”
“The bangle absorbs the magic of the touched pony and transmits it to the wearer of the artifact. So, logic dictates that you’d regain your magic and return to your former self if you wore it and came in physical contact with me.”
“You’ll… really give me that opportunity, Mistress?”
“I will, Dashie. I cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye. I Pinkie Promise that I’ll bring up the topic of us swapping sides so you can become the Rainbow Dash you wish to be.”
Rainbow gave a satisfied nod and a small smile to Scootaloo. The mare reached over and pulled her lover into a quick and tight hug. It was reciprocated and both ponies enjoyed the tranquil moment together.
Once they separated, Scootaloo gave Rainbow a sultry wink and a devious chuckle.
“Since you have no use for those wings for now, I know how to make you look even more submissive, Dashie.”
Rainbow gasped as Scootaloo grabbed the rope. The azure pegasus inferred the filly’s insinuation and cocked an eyebrow.
“Are you serious?”
“Do I look like I’m joking, Pet?”
Rainbow knew that Scootaloo wasn’t. The filly held the rope tightly and bit her bottom lip while staring at the older mare.
“Beg me, Dashie. Beg Mistress Scootaloo to bind your useless wings and strip away one of your most favorite things in life.”
Rainbow couldn’t contain herself. The blush formed quickly on her face. She gaped at the dominant filly and felt a mix of terror and excitement.
“Please do it. Turn me into a rope pony. I want to be your toy, Mistress. I wish to be your plaything and completely at your mercy.”
“Good girl. Since you asked so nicely, Dashie, I’ll be happy to take control of your worthless wings. But first, I noticed you had excess feathers. Surely you don’t need that many. Mistress would gleefully pluck them away.”
Scootaloo dropped the rope. It made a small thud noise as it landed next to Rainbow.
“On your haunches, Dashie. It’d make it much easier for me.”
Rainbow complied. She lowered herself to the floor, ensuring her plot would touch first. After it did, she gave a tiny squeak and looked up at Scootaloo.
“You’re such a good girl for Mistress, Dashie. Makes me proud. Now, just relax. I’ll remove those pesky feathers.”
Dash took a small breath as Scootaloo got to work. She felt the filly pull clumps of loose feathers. She assumed her plumage was loose due to the overexertion and bouts of constant carnality.
The gray-maned pegasus softly closed her eyes as her owner continued yanking plumes from her collection of feathers. RD could feel slight tugging before Scootaloo’s mouth chomped the slack feathers and pulled them out.
Ten minutes later, Scootaloo announced she had finished. Rainbow opened her eyes and was shocked at the amount of azure feathers that littered her bedroom floor.
“How… many did you pull?”
“Pffft!” Scootaloo dismissed with a wave of her hoof. “I wasn’t counting, Pet. I took all the loose ones out, and then some more for good measure.”
The former speedster’s mouth became agape as the sheer cluster of her removed feathers became apparent.
“They came out in droves. It’s like your feathers are barely clumped, Dash. I would try to pull one, and six came right out!”
“Yeah, but-” Dash began, but Scootaloo held a hoof up to silence her.
“Besides, why does it matter?” Scootaloo challenged. “You have no use for them.”
Before Rainbow could respond, she felt the rope drape over her midriff. She turned to Scootaloo, who greeted her with a wink.
“If you’re concerned with your wings, Dashie, I’ll cover them with rope so nopony knows how your plumage looks. Okay? Remember, this is all a game. Feathers always grow back.”
The orange filly didn’t wait for a response. She focused on tying the rope around Rainbow’s midriff and ensuring the pegasus’s wings would be tightly bound. The purple-maned filly diligently worked. She fastened the rope with several different types of knots.
Rainbow was silent as she felt the tightening of the rope against her ribcage, sternum, and wings. It wasn’t too taut, and she could breath just fine. Although, the rope was certainly snug.
After a few minutes, the pegasus crusader stepped back to admire her work. She grinned as she absorbed the image of her pet. Dash was preened, bound, and shivering with excitement at the filly’s domination.
“Comfortable, Pet?”
Dash responded with a silent nod.
In a disappointed tone, Scootaloo clicked her tongue. Then, without warning, and with all her strength, she yanked on Rainbow’s leash. The impetus caused the older mare to lurch forwards. Scootaloo put a hoof on Rainbow’s shoulder to hold her in place as their eyes met.
“The answer is either ‘Yes, Mistress’ or ‘No, Mistress’. When I ask a question, I expect my Pet to answer. Understand?”
Rainbow squeaked in a mix of trepidation and excitement before hastily confirming that she comprehended.
Scootaloo held the gaze for another second, before she softly pushed Rainbow’s body away. The filly smiled and released her taut hold on the leash.
“Good girl. My property should always do what I expect. So, let’s try again.”
With a sly smirk, the orange pegasus looked intently into Rainbow’s magenta irises. Then, she spoke.
“Are you comfortable, Pet?”
“Yes, Mistress! Very much so!” Dash responded immediately.
Scootaloo rewarded the good behavior with a few doting hoof pats. Then, she addressed her Pet again.
“Now, you remain comfortable while I go get a few toys for us to play with, Dashie. I’ll be right back.”
Dash watched as Scootaloo re-emerged with the aforementioned toys. A ball gag and strap-on was clutched in the filly’s hooves.
Squealing in excitement, Scootaloo ebulliently hopped towards Rainbow. The filly grinned as she held up both objects.
“Ready for some more fun, Dashie?”
“Yes, Mistress! Ball gags are super hot! Strap-ons are exciting too!”
“I’m glad to hear you say that, Dashie. Go ahead and attach the ball gag, whorse.”
Scootaloo hoofed the item to Rainbow, who gave a shrill respire, before fastening the ball gag around the back of her head. As the filly watched, Rainbow placed the silicone ball in her mouth and chomped on it.
Rainbow looked at Scootaloo, who responded with a gleeful nod and a happy clap.
“On your belly, Pet.”
Drooling through the ball gag, Rainbow gave a pitiful squeak and assumed the ordered position. Her eyelids flickered in ecstasy as she imagined what would come next. Lying on her stomach, the mare’s face turned crimson at the overwhelming submissiveness she exhibited.
“Good girl. Take a breath through your snout. Lift a hoof to signify that you’re ready for your Mistress.”
Once Rainbow was comfortable and eager, she took a deep nasal respire before raising her azure hoof. Then, she placed her forelegs under her chin and waited.
Scootaloo grinned as she donned the strap-on. She could see Rainbow’s sex glistening. A full view of her marefriend’s pussy made Scootaloo aroused and exhilarated. The Cutie Mark Crusader watched Rainbow’s cunt pulsate and trickle some juice down her thigh.
Good slut. Looks like the whorse is ready.
Scootaloo draped her body over Rainbow’s. The filly’s chest and stomach comfortably rested on the mare’s back. The young pony placed her hoof on the strap-on, and, with a visual clue of where Rainbow’s entrance was, slowly pushed herself inside.
Rainbow’s head raised immediately and she incoherently mumbled through the ball gag. The noise made Scootaloo playfully roll her eyes. The purple-maned pegasus placed her bangled hoof on Rainbow’s gray mane and rubbed it.
The combination of being fucked and the bangle draining more of her magic was too much to withstand. Rainbow went silent and lowered her head and rested her chin on her forelegs. All that escaped from her mouth were sharp breaths and pleasured gurgles.
“That’s better. Lay there and take it, Dashie. THIS is the real you. Always has been and always will be. You were born to be my property.”
Scootaloo cackled and bucked her hips. More of the strap-on embedded itself deeper into Rainbow’s moist cunt. In response, the mare released a small whimper and continued to drool out of her ball gag.
“Good girl. Such a well-behaved whorse and fillyfiddler.”
As Scootaloo continued to fuck Rainbow, she slid her hoof alongside Rainbow’s blackened mane. The young, energetic pony smirked as Rainbow laid obediently and got penetrated by the strap-on.
“I don’t think ‘Rainbow Dash, The Wonderbolt’ is a good title for you. ‘Rainbow Dash, Pet of Scootaloo’ sounds like a better legacy. What do you think?”
Rainbow could only drool and whimper in pleasure.
“I didn’t hear any objection to that. Guess you’re considering it, Dashie?”
Scootaloo smirked before lowering her mouth to the azure pegasus’s neck. With slight force, her teeth bit Rainbow’s neck.
“MMMMPH!” Rainbow uttered through the ball gag.
“That’s right. Your destiny isn’t to become a Wonderbolt. It never was. Your true destiny is to live as my pet. To serve and worship. Obeying every command. Doing whatever it takes to make me happy. That’s such a better life and future for you than some boring Wonderbolt stuntpony.”
Rainbow’s pussy pulsated again. The increased wetness allowed Scootaloo to slip more of the strap-on inside. Two inches were shoved into Rainbow’s cunt as the dominant filly smirked.
“It’d be the perfect life for you, Dashie. We’d spend so much time together. We’d see each other daily. I’d ensure you were loved, cared for, and valued. All you’d do in return is anything I commanded.”
Scootaloo rubbed Rainbow’s mane again and gave her marefriend a gentle kiss on the cheek.
“You can’t get that as a member of some lame flight team.”
The orange pony nibbled on Rainbow’s neck again while continuing to massage the mare’s mane.
“Think about it, Dashie. As a Wonderbolt, you have to train every day. Finding your limitations, then breaking them. Pushing yourself harder with every passing moment. Committing yourself to a difficult regime and constant flight practice. Then, there’s the constant aerial shows, occasional meet and greets, and dealing with the public. That’s too much physicality. You’d get worn out so quickly, but would have to grin and bear it. They’d make you keep going, even when your body was on the verge of collapsing.”
Scootaloo slid another three inches inside Rainbow’s pussy.
“But, as my Pet, none of that would happen. You’d wait on me, on all hooves and be at my beck-and-call. Do whatever I command. In return, I keep you safe, loved and happy. Additionally, I’d push your buttons and do so many salacious acts with you. No physical exhaustion and continuous strain from pushing past your limits.”
Feeling daring, Scootaloo chomped on Rainbow’s neck while sliding the entire strap-on inside her marefriend’s cunt.
“MMMMPH! MMMMPH!” Rainbow screamed through the ball gag.
Scootaloo didn’t buck her hips. She laid on Rainbow’s back and enjoyed the close moment between them. Her teeth nibbled around Rainbow’s neck.
Dash continued to give muffled screams of pleasure through her gag. The noise made Scootaloo’s pussy leak. The filly grinned at the scene and rubbed Rainbow’s mane.
“You want it. Don’t you? To commit yourself to me. To ignore the dream you’ve had since fillyhood. Your heart wants to cement yourself as my pet. Why deny yourself of your true fate? It’ll be euphoric.”
Rainbow moaned more incomprehensible garble and Scootaloo gave a chuckle.
“Are you trying to reply to Mistress?”
Dash nodded and Scootaloo laughed again. The filly unfastened the loop of the ball gag and told Rainbow to open her mouth.
Upon doing so, Rainbow released a loud, pleasurable moan. Her pussy was shivering with desire and dripping juices down all four legs. The azure mare was loving this.
“Speak, Pet. Tell your Mistress what you want to say.”
Rainbow was reticent for a moment as she lay in a puddle of her sweat and juices. The mare gasped as she felt Scootaloo buck her hips, causing the strap-on to slide inside her. She mewled as the filly rubbed her bangled hoof on her mane. Finally, she was able to utter a few words.
“I….. fucking…… love……. you……”
Scootaloo grinned at the admission and softly kissed Rainbow’s cheek.
“I love you too, Pet. That was sweet to admit. However, I want to hear you avow another truth to me.”
Dash panted for a few seconds before asking her owner what she desired.
“Tell me that the idea of giving up your Wonderbolt dream excites you. Confess that living the rest of your life to serve me is sexually appealing to you. Admit that you’d be happier as my Pet, than as a Wonderbolt.”
Rainbow took several gasps as she absorbed the words. The mare remained inert, though her cunt continued to pulsate and drip juice.
“Go ahead. Tell your owner the truth.” Scootaloo said, before kissing Rainbow’s cheek again.
“I….I do. Dear Celestia, it’s true. Mistress, the idea of my future consisting of being your pet is extremely hot. Giving up my dream and resigning myself to live as your property makes me titillated.”
Scootaloo grinned triumphantly and slowly bucked her hips three more times. The strap-on gently slid a few inches out of Rainbow’s cunt, before Scootaloo pushed it back inside.
Rainbow moaned at the stimulation.
Scootaloo eagerly rubbed Rainbow’s mane. Then Scootaloo spoke.
“Admit you want it, Dashie. Declare your desire to make that future a reality. Tell Mistress that you would rather be her lifelong pet, than to be a Wonderbolt.”
Rainbow’s breathing quickened as the sensations continued. The mare gave a small nod, a whimper, and then answered her Owner.
“I want it! Fuck Spitfire! Fuck The Wonderbolts! I can’t believe I was about to waste my future on something stupid. Mistress Scootaloo, I would rather be your Pet than to be a Wonderbolt.”
Immediately after those words were said, a small flash of light appeared on Scootaloo’s flank. The illumination caused the filly to turn her head and investigate what was happening. It dissipated a few seconds later and Scootaloo gasped.
“Yes! Yes! Oh wow! Oh yay! Pet, do you know what just happened?”
“No, Mistress. Besides me confessing my innermost desire?”
With a sheepish grin, Scootaloo gave a gentle pat to Rainbow’s head.
“Oh, that too! But I just got my cutie mark, Dashie!”
Rainbow grinned. She was proud of her Mistress for finally achieving her goal. With surprise and excitement in her tone, she asked what the mark was.
“It’s similar to your mark, Dashie. Same lightning bolt and cloud shape. Though, the colors are different. The cloud is purple, while the lightning bolt is orange. Also, there’s chains around the symbol. Oh, and the whole image is inside a gem.”
Scootaloo was so excited that she pushed off Rainbow Dash. The impetus caused the strap-on to be removed from Rainbow’s sex. The filly hastily removed the sexual object and craned her head to admire her new mark.
“Yeah! I think it’s the same gem that was on the bangle. Dashie, it seems my special talent is owning you as a Pet!”
After getting her breath back, Rainbow stood erect. She stared at the energetic filly and smiled at the vivaciousness stemming from her. Dash took a hoofstep towards her girlfriend and peered at the mark.
“See? See! Just like I said. Same pattern, but different colors and even has a gem and chain on it.”
As Rainbow inspected the cutie mark, she raised an eyebrow. The description was exactly correct. The mare gave a chuckle and then a whistle.
“Congrats, Mistress! You’ve finally gotten your cutie mark. I’m so proud of you and I’m sure your best friends would love to find out!”
“I’m definitely going to tell them! They’ll be supportive and happy for me too! This is the best day ever!”
As the filly’s eyes regarded Rainbow, Scootaloo’s grin slowly turned into a frown. She squinted for a moment, before her eyes widened.
“Speaking of cutie marks, yours are gone!”
Rainbow quickly looked down. It was true. Both of her flanks were bare.
“What the hay? Where are my cutie marks?”
“I don’t know, Dashie! I saw them earlier. Same red, yellow, and blue lightning stripes with the cloud on top. But, don’t worry. I know how to help.”
“How, Mistress?”
Scootaloo ambled towards her saddlebag. She opened it and began to rummage through the saddlebag. After a moment, she looked at the former speedster.
“I can paint one on you. That way you won’t be a blank flank. Take it from me, that disparaging nickname really sucks.”
Rainbow nodded and asked Scootaloo’s assistance.
“Of course, Pet. I have the perfect thing in mind. Come here and close your eyes, okay? It’ll be a surprise!”
Scootaloo smiled as Rainbow approached. She removed a tube of orange and purple paint. The filly glanced up to ensure Rainbow’s eyes were closed. After confirming it, she spoke sweetly and gently to her pet.
“I’m a pretty decent painter. You’ll enjoy the mark I put on you, Dashie. No peeking! I don’t want to spoil the surprise.”
“I won’t peek, Mistress. That’s a promise. I have total trust in you. So please, paint me a mark that I can be proud of.”
“Of course I will, Dashie. Stay still.”
It took only ten minutes for Scootaloo’s artwork to be complete. The filly admired her pet’s new mark and grinned at the result. Feeling kittenish, the orange pegasus raised a hoof and swatted Dash’s plot.
“All done! This one is even better than your old one, Rainbow Dash!”
Rainbow squeaked at the unexpected spank, but flashed a sultry smile to her owner. Her eyes remained closed and she asked Scootaloo if she could open them.
“Go ahead! Tell me what you think.”
The azure pegasus opened her eyes. Curious, she glanced down at her flank and noticed the orange and purple colors. Dash placed a hoof to her hip and pulled at her flank to inspect the cutie mark.
“I see orange and purple. But I can’t figure out what the mark is of, Mistress.”
Chuckling, Scootaloo removed a small mirror from her saddlebag and placed it near the cutie mark.
“Here. This’ll help, Dashie.”
Rainbow gazed in the mirror for a moment. Then her mouth became agape. Her eyes rapidly shifted between the mirror, then to Scootaloo, and back again.
“This…. This is…..”
“It’s the same shape as your old one, but with my special improvements. Besides, you wanted me to paint you a cutie mark that you could be proud of, yeah?”
Rainbow was silent as she stared intently into the mirror. There, on her flank, was indeed the shape of her previous cutie mark. Though, it was in Scootaloo’s colors. An orange cloud balanced on a purple lightning bolt. The filly had added a line of orange in the lightning bolt to simulate the alternate colors.
“I’m sure you’ll wear this mark with pride, Dashie. Since my cutie mark showcases your old design, but in chains, I thought it fitting that your new and permanent one would be an invert of mine. But I didn’t add the gem or chain.”
Dash’s ears twitched at that word.
“Permanent?” Dash parroted.
Scootaloo gave an excited bob of her head and happily grinned.
“Yeah! Super indefinite paint. It can’t be washed off, scrubbed off, or removed with a spell. Once it’s applied, it’s perpetual. But, anything that’s painted on top, will become the new everlasting mark. So, I could’ve given the original cutie mark, but I felt my colors would be better.”
Scootaloo squee’d after her explanation.
Rainbow walked over to the filly. She placed an azure hoof under Scootaloo’s chin and softly pushed upwards. Rainbow’s head lowered and captured Scootaloo’s lips on her own. The kiss was for an ephemeral time, only lasting five seconds. After they broke, Rainbow spoke.
“It’s perfect. I’m honored to have my new mark. Thank you, Mistress. I’ll absolutely wear it with pride.”
Rainbow didn’t wait for a response. With her heart racing, the speedster slowly leaned forwards and placed a gentle soft smooch directly on Scootaloo’s parting lips. Rainbow held the kiss for ten seconds flat before tenderly retracting her muzzle. Her breath was accelerating and inhaled greedily for air.
The school-aged filly burned a crimson tint and stared with wonder and amazement at Rainbow Dash. Her heart was full of elation at the sudden display of affection.
“Are you alright, Mistress Scootaloo?”
Not using a verbal response, Scootaloo initiated the warm endearment this time, closing her eyes and, while grinning in jubilation, grazed Rainbow’s lips with her own. She smooched repeatedly with full passion. Rainbow met her halfway and canoodled the tomboy filly, both of them embracing with amorous urgency.
After two minutes of lip-locking, the two lovers parted, staring at each other, with scarlet colors adorning their faces. Scootaloo extended her tongue gently out of her muzzle and glanced at Rainbow with lust and desire.
“I love you, Mistress.”
“I love you too, Pet.”
Scootaloo leaned in, gently pecking Rainbow’s lips with her own again, and gave her idol a warm loving smile that caused Rainbow’s heart to flutter.
“You’re where you’ve always belonged, Dashie.”
The orange filly sweetly kissed her pet again. She draped a hoof around Rainbow’s neck. Rainbow Dash heavily moaned into the embrace and smooched the dominant young pony in earnest.
After they broke, Scootaloo spoke.
“I got a gift for you, Rainbow Dash!”
Rainbow bore a happy grin and her eyes joyously sparkled. Her tail excitedly wagged and she asked what her Mistress had gotten her.
Scootaloo dug in her saddlebag for a fleeting moment before pulling out a black leather collar.
“Recognize this, Dashie? This is the collar I bought at the pet store over a month ago. The one you wore during our first playtime. Do Mistress a favor. Unclip the leash on your current collar, and remove the one you’re wearing. I want you to put this one on.”
Rainbow immediately obeyed. The leash fell to the floor. Rainbow took off her current collar and dropped it to the floor.
Scootaloo hoofed the other collar to Rainbow and the mare clutched it in her fetlock.
“The gift isn’t the collar. It’s the dog tag attached to it, Dashie.”
Rainbow peered at the dog tag and felt her heart flutter. There, engraved in the metal, was the following.
Rainbow Dash. Pet. Property of Mistress Scootaloo.
Rainbow excitedly grinned and quickly put the collar on. She ensured it was tightly snug and gently flicked the dog tag. The metal piece shifted from the force before becoming inert.
“I love it. Thank you for the gift, Mistress.”
“You’re welcome, Rainbow Dash! I knew you’d appreciate it. You’re such a lovely Pet.”
Rainbow Dash knelt obediently in front of her Owner. In response, Scootaloo softly kissed the pegasus on her forehead.
“Also, I think it’d be a great idea for me to move in, Dash. An Owner should never be far from her Pet, y’know? Besides, you’re unable to fly. I want to look after you and guarantee that you’ll be okay.”
“I don’t object at all. I’d love to have you live with me, babe.”
Scootaloo beamed and kissed her lover’s lips. Then, both pegasi went to the bedroom to take an early evening nap.
There are three chapters left of this fanfiction. One will be posted today. Both Tuesday and Wednesday will bring a chapter too. We are nearing the end and I appreciate all who have been reading. Hope you enjoy the last installments!
With a slight jolt, Rainbow Dash awoke. Releasing a quiet yawn, she raised a hoof to her eyes and rubbed them. The weathermare blinked a few times as she tried to gain her bearings. Raising her head, her attention turned to the alarm clock on her bedside table. It was half past nine in the morning.
Spotting Scootaloo snoozing next to her, the memories of the previous day’s escapades between them returned. The azure mare sat up and took the glass of water from her nightstand. Drinking it slowly, Rainbow glanced again towards the sleeping filly.
Suddenly, Scootaloo stirred. Then she opened one eye and the other followed instantaneously. The young filly raised her head, and, with a cheerful smile and friendly wave, gazed at Rainbow Dash.
“Good morning, Pet.”
Rainbow Dash put the glass back on her nightstand and stretched. She threw her hooves upwards and she yawned again, this time more audibly. Smiling happily, she greeted her Owner with a gleeful wave of her hoof.
“Morning, Mistress! Did you sleep well?
“Sure did! This bed is very comfy and cuddling with you was the cherry on top. I slept like a foal.”
Before Rainbow could reply, Scootaloo’s expression turned serious. Her tone was gentle, but firm.
“Well, Dashie, I promised that I’d bring up the topic again.”
Scootaloo held the bangle in her fetlock and raised it towards Rainbow Dash. The oblong object, bedecked with several rhinestones, glimmered in the morning’s illumination. The cerulean, diamond-shaped, artifact lodged inside the bangle, glistened and twinkled from the day’s sunbeams.
“This is the bangle that we’ve used during our extensive play times. Since you have no magic left to drain and all sensations have stopped, you have a choice to make.”
Scootaloo lovingly placed her orange hoof under Rainbow’s chin and dotingly cupped it. The filly stared down into the magenta irises of the older mare. With a soft, endearing, and gentle tone, Scootaloo spoke.
“You can either put this bangle on your hoof and reverse the drainings. You’d become the old Rainbow Dash that you used to be. You’d regain your mane colors, your speed and energy. Or, you could break it and keep the changes permanent. Resigning your future to serving me. Giving up your dreams and devoting your life to being my Pet.”
The orange filly gently placed the bangle into Rainbow’s hooves and smiled with an affable and endearing manner.
“What will it be, Rainbow Dash?”
The former speedster gave a nervous gulp. As she stared at the object, thoughts rapidly flashed in her mind.
I could become my old self again. Return to the Wonderbolts Academy in a few days with energy and vigor. Undo all the changes to my body and life that this bangle caused.
Scootaloo studied Rainbow’s laconic nature. She could infer that her lover was ruminative. Scootaloo knew the decision would cement Rainbow’s future.
“Remember how much you loved it, Dashie? Being at my mercy? Completely degraded and demeaned? Living life as a loyal pet? I think that’s the real you, Dashie. The way you wish you could live.”
Rainbow shuddered at the teasing remark. Her eyes glanced from the bangle to Scootaloo’s purple irises. The black-maned pegasus bit her bottom lip as she contemplated her choice.
“Of course, I wouldn’t be angry if you elected to return to your old life, Rainbow Dash. I know we’d still interact and see each other. You and I have a deep bond that transcends past this bangle and our playtime. Regardless of your choice, we’d remain in contact.”
Scootaloo affirmed her anecdote with a confident nod of her head. She flashed the mare a joyous grin.
“Scoots, and I’m abstaining from calling you Mistress this time, because I’m talking to you and not the ponysona that you represent.”
The vivacious pegasus nodded again and instructed Rainbow to continue.
“Firstly, thanks for keeping your word and offering me this choice. You could’ve refused my opportunity and selfishly decided my future. Yet, you’re allowing me to make the decision.”
In response, Scootaloo slowly slid an orange hoof down Rainbow’s cheek before kissing the former speedster on the forehead.
“I Pinkie Promised that I’d bring it up, Dashie. I may be a dominant Mistress, but even I wouldn’t break a Pinkie Promise.”
Rainbow chuckled. Breaking a Pinkie Promise had adverse effects. She had seen the repercussions of doing so first hoof.
“Squirt, a huge part of me wants to reverse the draining. I’d love to regain my former life and glory. To have the ability to fly again. Returning to my awesome self and spreading the name of Rainbow Dash all across Equestria. I’d absolutely love to do that.”
Scootaloo remained mute. This was Rainbow’s decision to make, and the filly didn’t want to offer any pushback, or unscrupulous and selfish decisions. The orange pegasus itched her snout as Rainbow continued.
“Playing with you was extremely hot, kid. You’re a fantastic dominant and excelled in your role. Despite only being a filly, you’ve got a penchant for BDSM. Truly, Scoots. You were exemplary. The degrading and disparaging comments were splendiferous. The humiliation you and your friends put me through was flawless. I enjoyed every second as your pet.”
The crusader blushed at the praise. A red tint adorned her face and she gave a small squeak of pleasure from the words. However, she quickly attempted to save face and brush it off. She coughed in her hoof and shrugged with nonchalance.
“It’s no biggie. Just what I do, Dashie.”
Rainbow playfully rolled her eyes at her fillyfriend’s attempt at a composed indifference. Though, the blush on Scootaloo’s face betrayed her dismissive words.
“I meant every word, Scoots. To have our relationship change from you idolizing me and seeing me as an older sister figure to you utterly dominating me with humiliating tasks, ruthless emotion, demanding commands, and lack of concern was so fucking enthralling. A total opposite viewpoint in our dichotomy. Having my number one fan turn me into their ponysonal pet, losing all respect, and treating me like an object was entirely titillating. Having my slow and gradual destruction be caused by my number one fan was a rush that I can’t describe.”
Dash leaned towards her fillyfriend and placed a soft smooch to the cheek of the orange pegasus.
“I’ve done this domination with other ponies, kid. But you’re in an entirely separate league. Despite being so young, you were easily the best dominatrix I’ve ever had.”
Scootaloo gave an ebullient grin at the compliments. She scratched her nose and replied.
“I’m so happy to know you had fun, Dashie. Being your Mistress has been wonderful. Despite the change in treatment and my behavior and words to you during our sessions, I still respect you. Just because I see you as a pet doesn’t mean you’re not the same awesome, badass, and stupendous pony that I’ve always lionized.”
RD dropped the bangle on the bed. Then, she reached a foreleg out and gave a few affectionate pats to Scootaloo’s mane. Afterwards, she held the bangle again and keenly stared at it.
“I can sense your trepidation, Dashie. You’re torn. On one hoof, you’d love to return to your old life. Regaining your glory. Being a heroine and inspiration to other ponies. Having the ability to fly and achieve your dream of becoming a member of the prestigious Wonderbolts. On the other hoof, the fun we shared was so enjoyable that you’re doubting if you want to return to your previous life. Being my pet felt amazing for you and you’re hesitant to throw that away.”
The azure mare locked eyes with the orange filly and gave a tacit nod. Her gaze returned to the bangle and Dash twirled the item between her hooves.
“Exactly. It’s a big decision. Both options have pros and cons and whichever one I do will dictate my future. I could either live as a Wonderbolt or a Pet.”
Rainbow inhaled deeply, then released the breath through her nasal cavity.
“You’ll still have my respect and admiration, Rainbow Dash. Whether you choose to reverse the draining or keep things as they are. This isn’t Mistress Scootaloo talking here. This is the Scootaloo who’s always revered you. Regardless of your decision, I promise to always look up to you, be inspired by you, and I will always love you.”
Blinking back tears from Scootaloo’s passionate response, Rainbow leaned forward and draped a foreleg around the filly’s neck. The two hugged silently for a moment before breaking apart.
The black-maned pegasus took another breath, then clutched the dog tag on her collar. The words were still inscribed.
Rainbow Dash. Pet. Property of Mistress Scootaloo.
She swallowed the lump in her throat and studied those words. Rainbow was quiet for several fleeting minutes before she looked at Scootaloo.
“If I elect to keep things how they are, it doesn’t just change my life. You’d have a huge responsibility. Also, my best friends would eventually discover the truth. Fluttershy already has, of course, but I know she’ll keep it secretive. My reputation would crumble and there’s no way to rectify that.”
Scootaloo listened to the spiel and didn’t interject.
“If I reverse the draining, I gain my old life back. Nopony would know the things we did. I’d continue being a cool, awesome, and radical pony and live life as a member of The Wonderbolts. I’d achieve my dream.”
Now Scootaloo intervened.
“Correct. It’s a big choice, Dashie. I want you to decide and won’t attempt to sway your mind. This is your decision. Both options have pros and cons.”
Rainbow twirled the dog tag while listening to Scootaloo’s response. When the filly was done speaking, Dash gave a small smile and told her lover that she appreciated Scootaloo was letting her decide.
“I’ve always wanted to be a Wonderbolt, kid. Ever since I was a little filly. Hell, I was younger than you when I first had that dream. To be so close and at the threshold of achieving it feels amazing. I could undo the draining, return to that academy, excel with the rest of the training and regimes, and absolutely be offered a spot on the team. No doubt.”
Dash glanced at the bangle then quickly looked back to Scootaloo.
“I can’t give up my dreams. Squirt, I’ve worked so hard to achieve my goal of being a Wonderbolt. To quit, when I’m at the precipice of accomplishing my desire, is purely asinine. I know I’d have a spectacular life as a member of that aerial flying squad. Happiness would fill me daily. I couldn’t throw all that away, kid.”
Scootaloo, despite wanting to remain neutral, felt a wave of disappointment. Dejected, a small frown formed on her muzzle and she quickly glanced away. The pegasus was looking at the Wonderbolt posters that littered Rainbow’s wall.
“I see. I understand, Dashie. It-”
Rainbow placed an azure hoof over Scootaloo’s muzzle and softly turned the filly’s head back towards her own.
“I couldn’t throw that away. Unless I had a doting and amazing Mistress who would support me, take care of me, and love me.”
Scootaloo’s eyes widened at the implication. She took a quick, gasped breath and continued to gawk at Rainbow.
“Can you do that? Will you be a loving and supporting owner?”
The filly snapped out of her shocked stupor. Acting quickly, she eagerly nodded and flashed the older mare a jovial and radiant beam.
“Absolutely! I’ll always love and support you, Dashie. I’ll take very good care of you. I promise that you’re in great hooves.”
Hearing that, Rainbow Dash tightly clutched the bangle in her fetlock. She stood off the bed and took a few steps away. Performing an about-face, she stared at Scootaloo and grinned.
“Hey, Scoots?”
“Yes, Dashie?’
Rainbow dropped the bangle. It landed with a small *clink* before becoming inert. With her eyes not leaving Scootaloo’s, the black-maned pony lifted a foreleg and hovered it over the bangle.
“I’m placing my life in your hooves. I choose to be your Pet over being a Wonderbolt. There won’t be any reverse draining of magic. I’m yours.”
The azure pegasus swiftly stomped on the bangle. The impetus caused it to crack in half. Shards of metallic debris and pieces of cerulean glasses littered the bedroom floor.
Rainbow stood erect and grinned at the flabbergasted expression of the orange pegasus. Dash flicked her dog tag and readjusted her collar before speaking to her Owner.
“Rainbow Dash. Pet. Property of Mistress Scootaloo.”
The mare cantered to the bed and flung herself on top of it. She outstretched her forelegs and enveloped her Mistress in a tight embrace. Gently, Dash placed a loving kiss on Scootaloo’s lips.
“And honored to be so.”
Scootaloo, breaking out of her shocked stupor, quickly kissed her marefriend back. Her lips passionately smooched against Rainbow’s. The two ponies brushed their lips gently, canoodling softly and fervidly. As Scootaloo kissed the older mare, she slid her hoof upwards before resting it on Rainbow’s cheek.
Both ponies closed their eyes as the embrace became more intense. Their muzzles smacked in passionate intimacy. The tenderness was palpable. Rainbow gently kissed her Mistress back, showcasing her interest. The orange-coated equine kissed her Pet once more before gently pulling away.
Before Scootaloo spoke, the filly excitedly flapped her wings. The pony was so overcome with surprise by Rainbow's decision, that she wasn’t cognizant of becoming aloft until Rainbow pointed it out.
“You’re flying! Squirt, you’re actually airborne!”
The orange pegasus’s eyes widened. Once she realized that she was indeed flying, the shock and astonishment caused her to tense up. In doing so, she inadvertently stopped flapping her wings. The filly fell from six inches and softly landed on the bed.
“How did I do that?”
“You absorbed all my magic which includes my pegasi magic that allowed me to be a fantastic flier. Mistress, try again. Focus on moving the muscles in your wings.”
Scootaloo did so. First, they twitched. Then, they fluttered. A moment later, she became aloft again and gave a jovial grin.
“I’m flying! I’m truly and actually flying!” Scootaloo shouted with elation.
Rainbow Dash grinned triumphantly at seeing her Owner achieve flight. Before the draining, the small, orange pegasus was never able to get herself off the ground. Now, after soaking up Rainbow’s magic, she could.
Scootaloo began rapidly flying around the bedroom. She cheered and squealed happily as she flew. An orange blur scurried to and fro while Rainbow observed.
After a few minutes, Scootaloo landed on the bed and beamed. She stared at her Pet and gave a mischievous smirk.
“This calls for celebration. Get ready, Pet. We’re going for a walk.”
“A walk?” Rainbow parroted.
“Yes. To cement our newly permanent status and make it official, I want to take you on a walk through Ponyville. Of course, you’ll be leashed and collared, Dashie.”
Rainbow blushed profusely at the notion. Now that she had broken the artifact and permanently altered her life, there was no need to keep anything private. Going on this walk would show the denizens of Ponyville what her new life was like.
“There’s something else, too, Dashie.”
Scootaloo flew next to Rainbow’s head and whispered her idea into the mare’s ear. Hearing it, Rainbow’s eyes widened.
“Are you serious?”
“Absolutely. Do you have one?”
Trembling, Rainbow stammered that she did and instructed Scootaloo on where she could find it.
“In the closet. On the top right shelf. Located under the spare blanket.”
Scootaloo grinned and went to fetch the item. A moment later, she emerged from the closet and clutched the object.
“Assume the position, Pet. Once this is properly inserted, we’re off.”
Rainbow obeyed her Mistress. Scootaloo fixed the item where she wanted it and smirked at her Pet.
“This is such a good look for you, Dashie. Wait right here while I fetch your leash.”
Again, Rainbow followed the command. The filly returned in ten seconds flat.
The leash was fastened to Rainbow’s collar. Scootaloo grinned as she gave it a teasing tug. The orange pegasus winked at her Pet. Then, she released her hold on the collar and both ponies walked to the door.
Both pegasi ambled through the doorway. Rainbow shut the door behind her and stared at Scootaloo.
“Here we go, Pet.”
Rainbow watched Scootaloo become aloft. Then, she felt two hooves underneath her midriff. After the filly secured the tight clutch, she carried Rainbow Dash off of the amalgamation of clouds and towards Ponyville.
Author's Note
Two chapters to go. We're almost done! Hope y'all enjoy this one!
Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo landed in the middle of Ponyville Square. Throngs of bustling ponies were active amid the plaza. Crowds of busy equines littered the cobblestone streets. After landing, both pegasi observed townsponies turn towards them, and felt their scrutinized ogling.
A few hushed mutters of confusion pervaded the ears of Rainbow and Scootaloo. The older mare flushed at the attention whereas Scootaloo stood proud and gleeful. The orange pegasus ignored the gaped expressions of befuddlement from everypony, and, after tugging her pet’s leash, marched down the plaza.
“C’mon, Pet. Nothing to be nervous about. These ponies have seen you and me before. We’re going on a perfectly harmless walk.”
After taking another hoofstep forward, the pint-sized equine gave another firm pull on the pink leash. She grinned at the overwhelming feeling of power that coursed through her body. She felt more eyes upon her, but ignored the gawking.
With a nervous tone, Rainbow told her Owner that she was right behind her. Then, the former speedster began walking down the square. Wearing a butt plug, Rainbow felt increased humiliation, but, also, excitement. Her marehood winked as she followed in her Mistress’s hoofsteps.
Dash glanced to and fro, noticing the expressions of perplexion, disgust and puzzlement. The black-maned pegasus hastily looked away, and focused her attention on her Mistress.
Swallowing nervously, she called out to her.
“Mistress Scootaloo?” Dash asked warily.
“Yes, Pet?” Scootaloo smugly replied.
“They won’t stop staring.”
Scootaloo halted. She glanced around at the multitude of Ponyvillians and became slightly irritated. The filly wanted a pleasant stroll with her marefriend, but it had become an unexpected promenade.
“What’s so damned interesting, everypony? Can’t you tell Dashie and I want to enjoy each other’s company without all of you goggling us?”
A green-coated, blue-maned, male stallion stepped out of the crowd. With a gruff and butch voice, he inquired why Scootaloo was parading down Ponyville Square and leading Rainbow Dash on a leash.
Scootaloo rolled her eyes at the obviously stupid query. Still, she was forthright.
“Because she’s my Pet. Duh.”
While still staring at the stallion, Scootaloo noticed other ponies behind him were sharing glances of confusion. More murmurs permeated in the orange filly’s ears.
“Any other dumb questions? Or can you leave us in peace?”
The stallion cleared his throat and spoke again.
“Your pet ? Kid, I don’t know what game you’re playing, but it’s highly inappropriate. I’d strongly advise you-”
“Shut up.” Scootaloo coldly responded.
The young pony craned her head and glared in an omnidirectional pattern. Still glowering, she shifted her posture, turning in all directions and ensuring everypony in the crowd had heard her confession.
“Yeah. That’s right. The great Rainbow Dash is MY pet. Anypony need some proof?”
Without waiting for a response, Scootaloo smirked and sauntered towards the older mare. After closing the distance, the pegasus filly instructed Dash to kneel.
Rainbow immediately complied. She loafed at Scootaloo’s hooves and furiously blushed from the attention of the thronged townsponies. The ex-speedster felt dozens of eyes glued to her and her Mistress.
“Open your mouth, Dashie.”
With utter submission, she obeyed. As she performed the command, her tongue lolled out and she gave several deep breaths from the public humiliation.
Scootaloo grinned and gave doting strokes to her lover’s mane. The crusader leaned down and softly pecked Rainbow’s forehead. Her eyes sparkled at the sight of her girlfriend’s unwavering obedience.
“Good girl, Dashie. Now just hold still.”
The filly placed a loving hoof under Rainbow’s chin. Grinning, she tilted it upwards and stared deeply into Rainbow’s magenta irises. Scootaloo gave her property a few tender chin rubs before speaking again.
“If anypony needs more proof, you’re in luck.”
She leaned down and swiftly spat into Rainbow’s open mouth. This action caused several ponies to gasp in shock and disgust.
“Swallow it.”
With an audible *glurk* noise, Rainbow gulped down the saliva. The salacious action made her cheeks redden and she gave a submissive squeak from the display.
“In case anypony here missed that…” Scootaloo began.
Scootaloo loomed over the mare and dribbled a trail of spittle into her marefriend’s mouth. The viscous saliva slowly fell from the filly’s lips before landing on Dash’s tongue.
“Again. This time, thank me for the gift, Pet."
Grinning maliciously, Scootaloo stressed the last word, hoping that the domineering display would be enough evidence to show her statement carried veracity.
Another *glurk* noise followed as Rainbow swallowed her Owner’s spit. Rainbow Dash quickly bowed to the filly. She kissed one of Scootaloo’s orange hooves in gratitude before obeying the command.
“Thank you for the gift, Mistress Scootaloo. It was delicious.”
A few ponies screamed in surprise and objection over Scootaloo’s ostentatiousness. Several fainted from the shock of seeing the revered Rainbow Dash do something so degrading and shameful.
The purple-maned filly turned back to the stallion and gave him a cocky smirk.
“Satisfied? Rainbow Dash is my property. It’s not a game, but reality. I, Scootaloo, own Rainbow Dash. Understand, everypony? She is mine. ”
Rainbow profusely pant from the display. As her eyes inspected the crowd, she noticed several ponies who were on Ponyville’s weather team. Giving into desire, she flopped to her back and began furiously rubbing her cunt. Dash knew that her reputation was irreparably destroyed and was aroused by this fact.
Her owner raised an eyebrow at the behavior. With a sultry and sinister chuckle, Scootaloo asked if RD was enjoying all the attention.
“Yes! I’m absolutely loving this, Mistress Scootaloo. Everypony here knows the truth now. I, Rainbow Dash, am the property of my fillyfriend, Mistress Scootaloo. I am her pet!”
Dash put an azure hoof to her sex and clopped. Her tongue lolled from her mouth from the stimulation. As she continued, the impassioned mare bellowed desultory squeaks and moans.
The dominant filly tittered happily at her pet’s libidinous desires. Scootaloo loved this enthralling power. Seeing her idol, turned pet, now reduced to an exhibitionist, caused a few droplets of her own juices to trickle from her cunt and slide down her thighs.
After observing Rainbow’s behavior for a moment, Scootaloo spoke.
“That’s enough, Rainbow Dash. Stand up.”
“Yes, Mistress!”
Rainbow became erect and stood next to her owner. Her amorous urges were at the forefront of her mind. However, she rejected the idea of masturbation. Dash loyally and quietly waited for Scootaloo to speak.
It took only a few seconds before Scootaloo’s words pervaded the mare’s ears. The tone was inquisitive.
“Desperate for some release, Pet?”
The older pegasus squeaked and bobbed her head.
“Spin in a circle, Dashie. Show everypony how leaky and drippy your marehood is. Let them see how excited you are to be humiliated by me. Showcase the real you to these ponies.”
Rainbow moaned at the teasing and obeyed her pint-sized Mistress. She slowly twirled, doing a 360 degree turn, giving everypony a view of her winking cunt and plugged anus. Once she completed the spin, she shuddered from immense pleasure.
“Good girl, Dashie.”
Suddenly, Rainbow Dash felt a hoof rub alongside her pussy. She took a shrill, quick breath at the unexpected sensation. The mare glanced down and saw her Mistress, cockily grinning, and staring back at her.
“Let’s give these townponies a good show, Pet. They’re unable to look away. So, we’re going to entertain them with a fun game.”
Dash’s breath quickened as she felt Scootaloo’s hoof slowly slide down her pussy lips. Her chest rose and fell with rapid succession.
“A g-game?” Rainbow stammered.
Scootaloo smirked and nodded.
“Yes, Dashie. You used to be a fast pony that set many flight and speed records. Of course, now you’re just a good and loyal pet. But, I want to see how quickly you can cum.”
Rainbow’s blush furthered. Her entire face was a deep shade of crimson. She slowly extended her forelegs and hindlegs. Moaning in excitement, she slid herself forwards.
“This way you have more room, Mistress.”
“Thank you, Pet.”
The throng of ponies could only stare. This exhibition was shocking, jarring, and incongruous. However, none intervened. Despite their appallment, they continued to gawk at the display between both ponies.
Scootaloo laughed while hoofing Rainbow’s pussy. She felt the slick juices coat her foreleg and hoof. As she continued, she turned to the crowd of townsponies.
“Check it out, everypony! THIS is the real Rainbow Dash. A dirty, filthy whorse who loves to be degraded, demeaned, and dominated. Her cockiness in the past was all a charade. Truthfully, she’s nothing more than a slutty masochist.”
The dominant filly turned her attention back to her marefriend and flashed her a small grin. She raised both eyebrows in a teasing manner before speaking again.
“Let’s do a time-trial, ‘speedster’. How quickly can you orgasm from being humiliated in public? I’m starting the count now. One second. Two seconds.”
Scootaloo furiously rubbed Rainbow’s cunt. The hard, fast, and repeated motions immediately made Rainbow gasp pleasurably. Dash lolled her tongue from her mouth, and, with half-lidden eyes, absentmindedly gazed at a cluster of Ponyvillians. She could barely register that others were staring at her, but she didn’t care. All that mattered was making her Mistress happy. Additionally, the stimulation felt amazing.
“Three seconds. Four seconds.” Scootaloo teased.
“Fuck. Fuck! FUCK! Mistress!” Rainbow blissfully moaned.
Scootaloo released a slow and amused chuckle. Rainbow’s juices flowed faster from her cunt. The filly felt more wetness splatter her hoof and foreleg. She continued to degrade Rainbow Dash and addressed the swarm of equines.
“I bet everypony here is shocked. To see the great Rainbow Dash, now reduced to a filly’s pet. My, how the mighty have fallen, huh? But she loves it. Dashie knows that she’s in good hooves with me. Speaking of hooves…”
The pegasus crusader increased her efforts and energetically rubbed Rainbow’s sex. More juices trickled out of the mare’s pussy and landed on the flly’s appendage.
“Five seconds. Six seconds.”
Rainbow quivered uncontrollably. She was completely helpless, choosing to give into the overwhelming pleasure of Scootaloo’s stimulation. Her body convulsed from Scootaloo’s efforts.
“Seven. Eight.”
Rainbow Dash felt completely blissful. The ecstasy was fantastic and she was on cloud nine. The azure pegasus took a sharp inhale. Her eyelids drooped and some drool dribbled from her mouth. She weakly wiped it with a forehoof.
Scootaloo gleefully quickened the speed. She traced the frog of her hoof alongside Rainbow’s outer labia. The orange pegasus chuckled at the profuse gratification that Dash experienced.
“Nine.”
Dash bit her bottom lip. She could feel her body was getting close to climax. She closed her eyes and prepared for what was biologically imminent.
“Ten.”
Rainbow released a guttural moan of pleasure before screaming in orgasmic bliss. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head while her pussy squirted juices. Dash came with immense satisfaction. Juice oozed from her cunt and she twitched and convulsed her body while her orgasm euphorically flowed. The climax she just experienced was the most mind-shattering one she ever had.
After it subsided, Rainbow was panting, desperate to gain her breath back, while her wings arched in orgasmic delight, and her pussy pulsated from the stimulation.
Scootaloo gave a small chuckle then removed her hoof from Rainbow’s nether region. She observed her pet for a fleeting moment, enjoying how much pleasure Dash had received. Grinning, she turned back to the crowd and spoke to them.
“Ten. Seconds. Flat. You’re still a speedster, Rainbow. Good girl!”
Rainbow didn’t respond. The mare was laying on her belly, gasping for oxygen. Her chest rapidly rose and fell. With flickering eyelids, she managed a final shrill moan before a small squeak escaped her lips.
“Such a dirty bitch, Dashie. Say it. Tell everypony how honored you are to be my Pet. Admit that you love being a filthy whorse.”
The teasing command made Rainbow squeak again. After taking another deep breath, she obeyed.
“I… am h-honored to b-be Mistress S-Scootaloo’s Pet! Ha-having her t-treat me like a f-filthy wh-whorse makes me h-happy!”
Scootaloo squeed and beamed happily at her pet’s compliance.
“Good girl. Take a moment to rest. Then, we’ll continue our walk, Pet.”
The dominant filly turned back to the herd of equines. With a dismissive wave of her hoof, she shooed them away.
“I was generous enough to give you a show. Now, leave Rainbow and I alone.”
Shocked, horrified, and confused, the crowd disbursed. Clamored, boisterous mutters of disagreement, dubiety, and disgust trailed off and soon Scootaloo and Rainbow were isolated.
Author's Note
One chapter left and I'll upload it tomorrow. We're on the last hurrah!
As they continued walking, other ponies would actively avoid them. Some turned their noses up and quickly cantered away. Others went into their homes or businesses. Word had traveled quickly about the bizarre scene between both pegasi.
Scootaloo didn’t let the rudeness deter her. She was happy that others were leaving herself and Rainbow Dash alone. With a pep in her step and occasional tugs on Rainbow’s leash, she eagerly continued trotting through town, and led her pet along the cobblestone streets.
“Are you feeling happy, Pet?” Scootaloo inquired.
“Yes, Mistress. Sure, other ponies may be skeeved out. I get it. The unsightly ostentatious promenade of a mare and filly is definitely strange. But, we’re in love and enjoy our agreed set-up. Fuck anypony who has a problem with this.”
Scootaloo grinned, feeling the palpable passion from her marefriend. She was touched that Rainbow exhibited such doting emotions.
After another ten minutes of their public walk, Scootaloo tugged the leash again and turned left.
Rainbow, noticing the change of direction, hastily followed. Her azure appendages clopped softly on the cobblestone road. She smiled as she stared at her owner.
“You know, Dashie. I’m actually surprised you chose to break the artifact and keep things how they are. Don’t get me wrong, I’m certainly not upset with your choice. But, despite the emotions I’ve instilled in you, I never thought you’d abandon your dreams and desires. What caused that decision?”
Slightly alarmed by the serious subject of the conversation, Rainbow thought intensely about how she’d reply. Her eyes focused on Scootaloo as she became pensive.
Scootaloo stopped walking. She turned to gaze at the black-maned pegasus. The filly bore a curious expression. The orange pegasus walked towards her pet and gently cupped a hoof under Rainbow’s chin.
“Just be honest with me, Dashie. I was certain you’d elect to undo the damage. Desperately wanting to reverse the draining and return to the Wonderbolts Academy. Becoming your old self, and having all of our future interactions return to being platonic. But you didn’t. Why?”
As Rainbow’s magenta eyes shimmered while staring into Scootaloo’s purple irises, the mare felt her heart burn with affection. Grinning, she softly draped a hoof around Scootaloo’s neck and responded to her girlfriend.
“You’re astute. A portion of me wanted to say all of that. I did have a hankering to regain my magic, focus on my dreams, and return to my former glory. We both know if I selected that option, I’d have succeeded in the academy, and eventually achieved my fillyhood ambition of becoming a Wonderbolt.”
Scootaloo became laconic. Her inquisitiveness never left her expression. Now, she raised an eyebrow at her lover and waited for the mare to elucidate.
“But, there’s already plenty of Wonderbolts. Even though I know I’d stand out from the roster, I’d just be another member. There’s no way I could leave a solo legacy. A century from now, we’d all be remembered as a cohesive unit. Not by our individual exploits.”
Rainbow gently grinned at her Mistress and softly stroked the filly’s purple mane.
“Besides, I couldn’t get this overwhelming lustful feeling by flying with The Wonderbolts. You’re the only one who causes such desires in me. While being a Wonderbolt would be awesome and cool, I think being your pet is twenty percent cooler.”
Deeply touched by Rainbow’s utmost honesty, the filly leaned her head towards the mare’s own, and lovingly pressed her lips to the azure pegasus’s cheek.
“Thank you, Dashie. It was great to hear your reassurance. I want to reiterate that you’re in good hooves with me. You’ll absolutely be loved, appreciated and cared for.
Rainbow gave another few strokes to Scootaloo’s mane before replying.
“I know, Mistress. I completely trust you and have no doubt in any of your abilities. You make me tremendously happy and I’m confident that I’ve made the correct decision.”
Scootaloo squealed. She became airborne and wrapped her orange hooves around her marefriend’s neck. In response, Rainbow placed an azure hoof on Scootaloo’s back and tenderly rubbed it.
The pair of pegasi embraced for a moment before Rainbow broke the cuddle. She chuckled and reminded her owner that they were on a walk.
Grinning sheepishly, Scootaloo turned back around. She put the hoop of the leash over her hoof and returned to her gait.
They walked, silently, for a while, before they turned another corner. Like before, other ponies intentionally ignored and ostracized them.
“Least they’re not complaining about it.” Scootaloo said.
“Hey, Scootaloo!”
“Howdy, Rainbow!”
Dash and Scoots turned their heads to search for the pair of voices. It took only a few seconds before both ponies recognized the white unicorn and yellow Earth pony standing a few dozen feet behind them.
Scootaloo’s eyes happily widened as she absorbed the sight of her two best friends.
“Apple Bloom! Sweetie Belle!” Scootaloo cheerfully called out.
The two aforementioned fillies zestfully hopped towards the pegasus filly. Upon reaching Scootaloo, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle eagerly hugged their friend. They broke the embrace a short moment later.
“How’s your pet doing, Scootaloo?” Sweetie asked, gazing over at Rainbow Dash.
“Dashie is doing well. In fact, I’m taking her on a celebratory walk, to commemorate our permanent status as Mistress and Pet.”
Apple Bloom noticed the cutie mark on Dash and nudged Sweetie Belle in the ribs.
Confused, the unicorn filly turned towards the red-maned pony. Before Sweetie could utter a word, Apple Bloom pointed at the mare.
Sweetie Belle immediately understood. After studying Rainbow for an ephemeral time, she chortled and asked Scootaloo what was up with Rainbow’s cutie mark.
“That? Well, remember the bangle we three found a while ago? Turns out, it drains magic. When a pony wears it and comes in contact with another, the bangle steals their magical energy. Dashie had so much drained over the tenure we spent together, that she actually lost her cutie mark. No lie. She was a blank flank.”
The other crusader’s eyes widened by the anecdote. They shared a look as Scootaloo continued.
“So, once Dashie agreed to permanently become my pet, I was overcome with happiness that I painted my mane and coat colors on her flank. Because I’m so nice, I even made it in the same shape that her original cutie mark was in.”
Apple Bloom approached Rainbow Dash. The filly studied the marking on the older mare’s flank. It was as Scootaloo described. The orange cloud sat atop a purple lightning bolt. The filly noticed a streak of orange within the bolt to make it dichromatic.
Rainbow Dash appreciated the attention. She was glad to be marked in this manner. Aside from her new cutie mark, the pegasus was proudly wearing her inscribed collar that denoted her as a pet and property of Mistress Scootaloo.
“Mistress Scootaloo?” Dash asked.
The ebullient, orange filly turned her attention towards her pet. With a wide grin, she gave the older mare permission to speak.
After clearing her throat and readjusting her collar, she began.
“Speaking of cutie marks, don’t you want to show-”
Knowing what Rainbow was hinting at, Scootaloo squee’d. The filly happily zoomed in a circling pattern around Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. She did it thrice before coming to a halt. Then, overcome with euphoric gaiety, she jumped while launching a hoof towards the sky.
“Girls! That’s not all. I got my cutie mark too! Check it out!”
Scootaloo, standing proudly, gestured to the mark on her flank. There, on the filly’s hindquarters, was a similar shape to Rainbow’s own. However, the color palette was inverted. Additionally, a blue gem was plastered on her flank, and, inside of it, contained the lightning bolt and cloud. Moreover, there was a chain around the lightning bolt.
“Wow!” Sweetie squeaked excitedly. “Your cutie mark is cool, Scoots!”
The filly beamed and placed a hoof to her flank and rubbed the image. She felt ebullient about getting one.
“I know. My special talent is being Rainbow Dash’s owner! That’s so awesome! But, that’s not all. Check this out.”
Feeling fervent, Scootaloo flapped her wings and quickly became aloft. She flew to a low-hanging stratocumulus cloud. With a grin, she landed on it, then waved down to her two best friends and her pet.
“You can fly too!” Apple Bloom shouted in amazement.
Scootaloo earnestly nodded and widened her grin. She kicked off the cloud, and, after a brief descent, landed next to the three ponies.
“Yep! The absorbed magic didn’t just make Rainbow lose her cutie mark, but her ability to fly, too. Her magic is now mine.”
“That’s so awesome, Scootaloo.”
“Yeah! Ah’m ov’r the moon fer ya’ll.”
“Thanks, girls! I’ve never been so happy.”
With a mischievous grin, Sweetie Belle focused her magic. Her horn glimmered a green hue, and, shortly afterwards, a ball gag materialized. She hoofed it to the orange pegasus.
“A gift from me and Apple Bloom. Use it on your pet and celebrate getting a cutie mark.”
“I will! Thanks, girls! Dashie and I must continue walking now, so I’ll see you both later, okay?”
The three friends shared a collective hug before parting.
Hearing the disgruntled murmurs of multiple ponies as they traversed past Sugarcube Corner, Applejack popped her head out of the door and asked a pedestrian what the hubbub was about.
The green-coated, blue-maned stallion replied. His tone was of recoiled disgust and disbelief.
“You’ll never believe this. Hay, I can barely believe it, and I’ve seen it for myself. But, I never thought that Rainbow Dash would act obsequious.”
Hearing Rainbow’s name mentioned, the orange farmpony frowned. She had no idea what ‘obsequious’ meant, and told the stallion to wait there for a moment.
After he obliged, the orange mare craned her head back inside and towards the table where four of her five best friends were sitting.
“Hey, Twilight?”
The lavender unicorn raised her gaze to meet Applejack’s eyes. With an encouraging nod, she tacitly instructed AJ to ask her question.
“What in tarnation does ‘obsequious’ mean?”
Surprised by Applejack’s choice of advanced vocabulary wordage, the studious mare raised an eyebrow. She chuckled and asked if Applejack was increasing her lexicon.
“Ah got no idea what ‘lexicon’ is, so Ah’m assumin’ Ah’ll answer no ta yer question, Twi. There’s somepony outside sayin’ Rainbow Dash was acting obsequious. Whatev’r the hay that means.”
With shock and resolve, Twilight stood up and retrograded a few steps. After pushing the stool in, she told Applejack to ask the pony where they had seen Rainbow Dash.
Applejack obliged, and, after the stallion answered the query, she relayed it to Twilight and the rest of her friends.
“This fella be sayin’ he spotted Rainbow in the square. That’s abou’ half a mile, Ah’d say. Should we go check on her? Iffin that word means trouble, Ah wanna help Rainbow.”
Twilight didn’t immediately answer Applejack. Instead, the lavender unicorn turned to Pinkie Pie, Rarity, and Fluttershy, and told the three mares to head to the square.
Fluttershy shifted her gaze between Applejack and Twilight. The bashful pegasus gave a gulp, followed by a deep breath. She was trying to reassure herself that everything would be alright.
The three mares stood, and, after pushing their stools in, joined Twilight. All four walked towards the front door.
“Fer Pete’s sake! Cun somepony jus’ tell me what that word means, b’fer Ah start tearin’ mah mane out?”
Twilight stood in front of Applejack while the other mares walked past them. With a shaking voice, the unicorn told the farmpony that it was bad news.
“Applejack. The word ‘obsequious’ means to be obedient or attentive to an excessive degree. Rainbow Dash is being submissive. That’s very unlike her and is a cause for concern.”
Absorbing this information, Applejack pushed the doors of Sugarcube Corner open and galloped towards Ponyville Square. Twilight yelled after her, wanting them to investigate together. However, the pleading fell on deaf ears as Applejack ran on.
“What in Equestria is goin’ on 'ere?” Applejack inquired.
Rainbow Dash, recognizing the voice of the country mare, could only mumble through the ball gag that had been inserted in her mouth. She was currently flogged, wing-tied, collared, leashed, and gagged. As she noticed the rest of her best friends flanking Applejack, the former speedster squirmed at them seeing her in this manner.
Surprised at the interruption, Scootaloo turned. Her eyes widened as she took in the forms of Rainbow’s five best friends. Twilight Sparkle, Applejack, Rarity and Pinkie Pie were shifting their glances between Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash. Fluttershy, though, was staring intently at the ground while nervously scratching her foreleg.
Applejack galloped over to Scootaloo and began furiously shaking the pegasus filly. Surprising everypony in the vicinity, Applejack shouted an expletive while jiggling the small orange pony.
“What the FUCK is goin’ on ‘ere, Scootaloo?”
Slightly alarmed at the wordage, Scootaloo turned her head and stared at each of the mares.
Twilight looked aghast. Rarity was horrified. Pinkie Pie was confused. Fluttershy, having already known about the relationship between Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash, attempted to look surprised. Her mouth contorted into a small ‘o’ shape.
With increased force, Applejack shook Scootaloo again.
“Quit dawdlin’ Scootaloo. Ah demand ta know what’s happenin’. Git ta talkin’ now!”
Despite the impatient and angry tone of the orange mare, Scootaloo gently swat Applejack’s hoof away. She retrograded two steps and, with a flick of her foreleg, gestured to Rainbow Dash.
“Fine. The blunt truth, everypony, is that Dashie has become my pet. I own her.”
Rarity and Applejack gasped. Twilight gave a surprised squeal. Pinkie tilted her head until her cheek touched her shoulder. Fluttershy was reticent.
Rarity was next to speak.
“Darling, you can’t be serious. Something like this is reserved for adult ponies. Do be a dear and end this charade.”
Glowering, Scootaloo glared at the fashionista. She was about to deliver a harangue full of vituperation, when she remembered that these were her pet’s best friends. Aside from Fluttershy, none of them were aware of the interaction, and were only speaking and acting from shock. Instead, the filly took a deep breath and slowly outstretched a hoof from her chest.
“I’m fully serious, Rarity. Your friend, Rainbow Dash, is my property. Would her admitting it herself be enough evidence for you all?”
The five mares shared a collective look. Silence hung in the air for a moment before Twilight stepped forward.
“If Rainbow Dash reiterates what you just said, we’d believe it. However, I’m sure we’d have several questions.”
With a scoff, Scootaloo sauntered over to Rainbow Dash. The filly grabbed the silicon ball from Rainbow’s mouth and pulled it out. She gestured to the mares and instructed Rainbow to speak.
Slightly trembling, and humiliated that all of her best friends now knew her secret, she hung her head. She felt slightly abashed and mortified. However, she couldn’t lie to them.
“It’s true, everypony. I understand that this is shocking, but every word is factual. Scootaloo is my owner and I’m her pet.”
Rarity gasped as Twilight stepped towards Rainbow. Speaking gently, she attempted to convey to Rainbow Dash why a public display like this was inappropriate.
However, before Rainbow could respond, Fluttershy interposed herself. She ambled to the lavender unicorn and placed a gentle hoof on Twilight’s shoulder. Fluttershy explained that being a pet is liberating and stress-free. Gazing around at her friends, the timid pegasus implored them to support Rainbow Dash.
“Fer land sakes!” Applejack uttered. “Fluttershy, ya’ll can’t believe that.”
Twilight hastily nodded and agreed with Applejack.
“Exactly. How could even-”
As Twilight studied Fluttershy, she noticed the mare was blushing. This caused the studious unicorn to cease her started query. Dumbstruck, an epiphany formed.
“You knew.” Twilight whispered.
Fluttershy’s eyes widened. She quickly put a yellow hoof over her mouth and gave a shrill squeak.
“YOU. KNEW. ABOUT. THIS.” Twilight roared.
Another squeak was given by the timid pegasus. Slowly, she nodded.
“I did. But I Pinkie Promised that I wouldn’t reveal their secret.”
Twilight facehoofed. Then sighed. Groaning, she explained that, Pinkie Promise or not, the interaction between Rainbow and Scootaloo was something the pegasus should’ve brought to her attention.
Pinkie’s ears twitched at Twilight’s dismissive response. Glowering, she marched up to Twilight and repeatedly poked her pink hoof into the lavender mare’s chest.
“Hey! Pinkie Promises are serious business, Twilight. You know what I always say. Nopony breaks a Pinkie Promise.”
Twilight, in frustration, groaned, and pulled at her eyelids.
“You’re missing the point. Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash is a pet to Scootaloo. Doesn’t that bother you? Aren’t you concerned?”
“Nope! Not at all!” Pinkie jubilantly replied.
Twilight blinked in confusion. She released her grip on Pinkie’s eyelids and took a hoofstep backwards.
“W-what? You don’t have a problem with it?”
Before Pinkie could reply, Scootaloo interjected.
“What’s the problem, Twilight? Rainbow Dash is happy. She loves being my Pet, and I assured her that I’ll always love and take care of her. Her life is full of pleasure and enjoyment now. I realize that this new change is worrisome to you, but do you want to be selfish and take something away that Rainbow values?”
Scootaloo grinned and, with a few affectionate rubs to Rainbow’s chin, instructed her pet to explain her euphoria.
“Mistress Scootaloo is right, Twilight. Look, I know none of you ever expected this from me. Seeing me this way is a shock and surprising. But I am happy. Despite Mistress being so young, she instills a lot of joy in me. I love her, Twilight. We’re dating. I’m her pet. These are facts and won’t ever change.”
In response to Rainbow’s reply, Scootaloo gently pressed her lips to Rainbow’s own. The pair of pegasi kissed sweetly. The peck was short and the filly pulled away almost immediately.
“See? There’s no reason to be upset, Twilight. Dashie is well-loved and cared for. She’s in safe hooves.”
Twilight’s eyes began twitching. Furious, she began to grit her teeth. The lavender mare was on the threshold of a breakdown.
“But! You can’t just! Rainbow isn’t! Scootaloo’s only! This is!”
Suddenly, Applejack stepped forward and placed an orange hoof on Twilight’s shoulder. Despite the turbulent thoughts swimming in her mind, the farmpony softly shook her head.
“Twilight, sugarcube. Ah can’t believe Ah’m sayin’ this, bu, Scootaloo is righ’. Iffin we agree or not, Dash is a full grown mare. It ain’t righ’ of us ta try or do anythin’ ta change her life.”
Pinkie Pie placed a pink hoof on Twilight’s other shoulder. The party pony affectionately nuzzled Twilight’s cheek and hoped it’d calm the unicorn down.
“Rainbow is free to make her choices. Fluttershy’s right, Twilight. As Rainbow’s friends, we should support whatever makes her happy, even if it’s a little strange. Dashie means so much to all of us.
“Well, I, for one, still have a doubt.” Rarity began.
“Please, Rarity. This is no different than what you and Twilight have going on with Spike.” Fluttershy responded.
Mortified, Rarity’s cheeks tinged red and the mare gave a surprised squeak. The fashionista crossed her hooves over her chest and turned her nose up at the pegasus.
“Hmph!”
Hearing her name bellowed from Fluttershy’s mouth, accompanied with the sexual implication, Twilight blushed. The yellow pegasus was correct in her small anecdote, though, Twilight didn’t think it was appropriate to make the correlation.
While walking towards the azure mare, Twilight called out to her.
“Rainbow Dash?”
Dash looked at Scootaloo, then to Twilight. As soon as she opened her mouth, Scootaloo interjected.
“Yes, you can respond. Dashie, you don’t need permission to talk to your best friends.”
Flashing her owner a grateful smile, Dash turned back to Twilight and asked what she wanted.
“Are you truly happy this way, Rainbow? If this is what you want, I’ll accept it. Though, I still think it’s strange, and makes me uncomfortable. But, you’re one of my best friends. Ultimately, I just want what’s best for you, and what gives you the most joy in life.”
Touched by her friend’s genuine compassion, Rainbow smiled at the unicorn before affirmatively nodding her head.
“It is. She makes me content, Twilight. Always. I love her and don’t want to change a thing.”
Twilight nodded at the response. She turned, in tandem, to her other friends, and asked if they were all comfortable with the Rainbow’s new developments.
“Of course!” Pinkie said cheerfully.
“Darn tootin’! As long as she’s happy!” Applejack replied jovially.
“Pet or not, she’ll always be our friend. I support this.” Fluttershy admitted.
“With time, I can accept this unconventional behavior.” Rarity added.
Twilight turned back to Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo. The mare walked towards them, quickly closing the distance in a few strides. They stared at each other and Twilight broke the silence.
“Then it’s settled. Scootaloo, all of us are fine with this announcement. As Rainbow Dash’s best friends, we want what’s best for her. She seems elated with you. So, do take care of her, okay?”
After the lovers shared another kiss, Scootaloo put the ball gag back in Rainbow’s mouth. The mare whimpered, which caused Scootaloo to giggle.
“I will. I assure you all that Rainbow Dash will be loved and cherished. I’ll remind her everyday.”
Twilight told Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo that when both were done with their play, to join them at Sugarcube Corner.
“We will! See you all there, everypony!” Scootaloo replied.
The five mares walked back to the bakery. Scootaloo turned her attention back to Rainbow Dash.
“Ready for more fun, Dashie?”
The older mare whimpered and Scootaloo grinned. The two continued their exhibitionism, then, when done, joined the others at Sugarcube Corner.
In the end, Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo lived happily ever after.
Author's Note
This is it! Thanks to everypony who read this story. It was written to fulfill a promise that I made a decade ago. I hope you've all enjoyed it!
