The Twilight Prince: Omakes

"Wouldn't you prefer if you each had your own stallion?" Cadence asked the collected mares, "Where you don't have to share him with ..." Cadence gave a meaningful glance at the bug.

"No." all of them replied unanimously, without any delay.

Cadence froze, that wasn't the answer she was expected.

"Excuse me ladies," Twilight said before trotted over to the green and brown painted alicorn pretending to be a bush, "Cadence, we need to talk."

There was a squawk followed by an artificially low voice, "What, no Cadence here, just us bushes."

Twilight sighed and facehoofed, "Cadence, I know that's you; you've been stalking us for weeks, interfering in our dates. Shining has sent several letters; he's worried about you. I'm worried about you. My mares are rapidly loosing patience with your meddling, and - quite frankly - so am I. Please just stop trying to 'fix' my lovelife and return to Shining; your 'help' is neither beneficial nor desired."