“...Am I really doing this?”

Cozy Glow stood in the hall of the School of Friendship for what seemed like forever, pacing back and forth in front of a set of double doors. She let out a short exhale, remembering the first time she walked through those doors. It almost felt like an entirely different lifetime ago.

Unfortunately, this was a time when she might actually need help, and the thought of asking for it was making her insides churn. Or maybe that was just everything else that was currently plaguing her.

“Fuck, I’m really doing this…”

Swallowing her pride, Cozy pushed her way through the doors. “...Hello?”

Instead of coming across Starlight diligently waiting, she found Trixie, snoring loudly with her face down on her desk.

Well, it was better than nothing.

Cozy walked up to the desk, giving the sleeping Trixie a gentle nudge to try and rouse her. Once that didn’t work, she quickly went to more aggressive shaking.

“WHA-? HUH? TRIXIE WAS WORKING!” Trixie stammered as she rapidly turned her head in a panic, until she looked at who woke her up. “Oh, it’s just you...What are you doing here?”

“Asking myself that same question right about now…” Cozy muttered, already considering just turning around and walking out.

Trixie wiped the drool off her cheek and the desk. “Hold on hold on hold on…Er, what did you need Trixie for?”

Cozy’s neck twitched, like her entire body was trying to prevent her from speaking. “I was…hoping I could get some counseling advice…”

Trixie gave Cozy a blank stare at both the idea that Cozy of all ponies was asking for her help, and it was as a guidance counselor. “...You don’t even go to this school anymore.”

“Yeah, so if I’m here, I must really fucking mean it,” Cozy said through gritted teeth.

Trixie took another look at Cozy Glow, seeing how unkempt her mane had become, the bags underneath her eyelids, the tips of her wings twitching, and the deliberate heavy breaths she was taking. It was always hard to tell how sincere Cozy was at any given time, but this didn’t feel like one of her manipulative ploys. She usually went all sweet and innocent if she wanted to get something from someone, not tired and ragged.

“...Alright, sit down and tell Trixie what’s been troubling you, then.”

Cozy sat down on the couch in front of Trixie’s desk. “Alright, well…” Cozy paused, trying to think of the best way to word her situation without going into a long story explaining herself. “...It’s about Babs, I guess.”

Trixie leaned in closer. “Go on…”

Cozy was careful with her word choice. “I’ve been…trying to keep something secret from her. But she won’t stop asking me about it. I’ve been trying so hard to not spill, but she’s just so damn stubborn! I’m…I’m worried she thinks I’m hiding something bigger from her.”

Trixie nodded to herself. “So you’re hiding something from Babs, but she’s insistent on finding out what it is.”

“Yeah, basically.”

“And have you told her it’s meant to be a secret?” Trixie asked, stating a fairly obvious solution.

“Yeahhh, that’s the thing. I kinda don’t want her to know about it…?” Cozy nervously tapped her hooves together, shifting back and forth in her seat.

Trixie was taken aback. “You’re not planning on telling her ever?”

“I mean, she doesn’t need to know! It’s actually better because she doesn’t know!”

Trixie started to get concerned. “Cozy, be honest with Trixie.” A statement that she knew sounded weird as it left her lips. “Whatever you’re keeping from Babs, is it going to hurt either of you if she finds out?”

Cozy looked downwards. “...No? At least, I hope not.”

Trixie hummed. It’d be so much easier if she knew WHAT Cozy was keeping a secret, but she had a feeling the pegasus wasn’t going to divulge such information that easily.

Cozy fidgeted around in discomfort, gritting her teeth and stretching her wings. She already felt like she had said too much. This was supposed to be kept a secret between her and two other ponies, letting anyone else know just made things more complicated. Though it was already agony to be suffering alone, telling Trixie even a little lifted some of the burden.

“Well, Trixie can’t force you to tell her whatever secret you’re keeping. Though it sounds awfully important to you. Whether you tell her or not is going to be your choice. Just remember to think about Babs’s feelings, okay?”

“All I’ve been doing is feeling Babs…” Cozy grumbled under her breath with a shudder, crossing her legs.

“Listen,” Trixie put her hooves together, leaning forward. “Trixie is not exactly a relationship counselor. She barely knows how she managed to pull Maud, okay?”

Cozy tilted her head, quietly shrugging in agreement.

“However, Trixie’s an expert on keeping secrets.” She leaned back in her seat. With a wave of her hoof, she conjured up a single rose without her horn lighting up with magic.

Cozy turned her head to Trixie’s hoof. Not exactly impressed by the magic trick, but curious, at the very least.

“There’s a lot Trixie has to keep to herself. Things that she can’t divulge, even to her most trusted of friends.” Trixie waved her hoof again, making the rose disappear into thin air. “The trick is to keep everyone satisfied by revealing just enough of what you want them to see.”

“...Are you really trying to give advice by using a magician metaphor?”

“Look, I’ve had a very difficult week, just work with me here, okay?”

Cozy rolled her eyes. “Fine, whatever. What am I supposed to do then?”

“Well, you already said so yourself. It won’t be the end of the world if Babs finds out, so maybe…find a time to tell her?”

Cozy sighed. It wasn’t exactly the answer she was hoping to hear, but it was probably her best course of action.

“Babs is pretty persistent; if you don’t tell her, she’s probably gonna find out eventually. Whether you want her to or not,” Trixie chuckled. “Better you tell her yourself.”

“Yeah…” Cozy nodded with a small smile. “Alright, I’ll…figure something out, then. Hopefully before it’s too late. Uh…thanks, Trixie.”

Trixie gracefully bowed her head. “Of course. Best of luck, Cozy.”

As Cozy left the room, Trixie looked down at the couch, noticing a significant wet stain on the cushion.

Cozy kept walking through the school towards the exit, passing a changeling along the way that she didn’t even acknowledge.

“Hhhghhk!” Ocellus keeled over like she just got bucked in the stomach. She did a double-take towards Cozy. She felt an unreal amount of love and lust radiating from that mare. She was tempted to follow and sate her curiosity, but that chance encounter was nearly enough to make the poor changeling cum on the spot.

The intense spike started to wear off, but Ocellus was still left a bit dizzy and short of breath.

“Ugh, I need some fresh air…” She muttered to herself, heading towards a different exit.

Ocellus took a deep breath as she walked outside, taking refuge by one of the waterfalls.

“Aaah…nice and peaceful…” Ocellus sighed with relief, listening to the gentle flow of the water. She tried to calm herself down fully from her brush with Cozy.

“What even was that? I’ve never sensed something so…powerful before!” Her heart pounded in her chest just thinking about it. “I didn’t know that much love could even be contained in one pony, let alone Cozy Glow…”

Now that she thought back more, she remembered her talk with Babs. There was something about Cozy trying to keep something from Babs, maybe that had something to do with it?

Well, whatever it was, Ocellus hoped that things still worked out well for them. And whatever was going on with Cozy, it’d be fixed by the next time they crossed paths.

There was only a week left, yet despite being so close to the end, Ocellus felt dissatisfied.

“Last year she went without me, this year I’m going without her…” The changeling idly tapped her hooves against the stone. “It’s just not the same…”

Ocellus pouted as she looked up wistfully at the sky. She knew that Smolder wasn’t gone or anything. If anything, Smolder’s room was only a few minutes away, but competing against Smolder made things so exciting. Having someone to push the other to make it to the end filled her heart with excitement.

Sure, she could’ve started up a rivalry with Gallus this year. The griffon certainly could be as hotheaded and snarky and stubborn as Smolder, but it just wouldn’t be the same. That and Smolder might get jealous and think that she had moved on from her.

Ocellus closed her eyes for a bit, imagining a timeline where she and Smolder got to compete again this year. Going up against each other, just like Applejack and Rainbow Dash.

Though even if they ended up being drafted onto the same team, it’d still be nice to be competing side by side with her, having the other as motivation to try and stay in longer than the other.

And once they both finally made it to the orgy, that’s when the fun would truly begin.

Ocellus was already shuddering and squirming at the thought. It’d probably start with some wrestling to try and determine who’d be on top. Something that Smolder would naturally start out dominating in, though Ocellus would certainly put up a fight. Smolder had the physical strength, but maybe a surprise kiss to her lips would catch her off-guard for just long enough that she’d get the upper-hoof.

Or maybe she’d let Smolder win on purpose, letting the dragon have her way with her. She could picture it perfectly.

Smolder would hold her from behind, wrapping her arms around her and putting those fingers to good use. A slow drag with her clawtips down her body until they approached her pussy, then some teasing strokes to her inner thighs to get her warmed up.

“Oooh…oh yeah…”

Then a single finger to rub up and down against the side of her clit, with some direct rubbing with the fingertip just to make things exciting.

Ocellus’s eyes were shut tight. She hadn’t noticed that she transformed her hooves into Smolder’s orange claws in order to pleasure herself.

She imagined Smolder’s finger slowly rubbing up and down her pussy, a single finger softly gliding over her sensitive bits.

“Haaah! Ffffuck!” Ocellus gasped, her wings buzzing with delight.

After enough strokes, then Smolder would really get into it. She’d slip a finger in, putting a bit of pressure against her inner walls.

“Nnngh! Ooohh!”

Her finger would go in and out of Ocellus’s pussy, running her fingertip along the walls to hit all her pleasure spots.

And Smolder would definitely make Ocellus shiver with delight with some honeyed words.

“That feel good? I bet it does…” Ocellus muttered to herself, using her changeling magic to transform a bit more of herself into the dragon.

Her finger curled slightly, now focusing more on the spots that gave Ocellus the most pleasure.

“C-C’mon! Do it!” Ocellus said, her voice perfectly sounding like Smolder’s. “I’m gonna m-make you mine!”

Ocellus pressed with a bit more force, stroking and rubbing the walls of her pussy.

“Oh Ocellus! Aaah! S-Smolder! I-I’m gonnaaaaaa-!”

With a mix of a roar and shudder, Ocellus’s body shuddered, then collapsed with satisfaction.

Applejack and Rainbow Dash looked at the scoreboard, watching one of the panels change once more.

“Aw, damnit, I lost…” Dash squinted, seeing a different face on the board than she was used to. “...Smolder? When did- Oh…”

Ocellus’s eyes shot open after realizing what she’d done, she looked at her claws, then into the water to see a reflection of Smolder staring back at her. “...Oops…”

Author's Note

Sabotaging without even trying.

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