The Winning Pony and the Templar

Cloudkicker lighted upon a cloud over Ponyville, scowling as she looked down. It made no sense. Another person, a different species no less, took it upon themselves to help the friends of a damn near complete stranger. Not only that, they did it anonymously, wanting no thanks or even simple recognition.  It didn’t make any sense. Feeling somepony slide up next to her, she gave a sideways glance, and sighing, looked down again.

“Hey….”

Blossomforth smiled, nuzzling the lavender coated mares neck.

“Hey.”

Tilting her head, she asked softly, “Cloud, you ok?”

Sighing again, Cloudkicker rolled onto her back on the cloud, looking up at the blue sky in contemplation.

“You know about what Dash got this morning right?”

After receiving a nod, the mare continue, “I know for a fact who did it, and I just don’t know what to do about it…”

Puckering her muzzle, Blossomforth shrugged her wing in a questioning way.

“Do you need to do anything about it? Is this pony, or ponies, who did such a kind thing, trying to hurt Dash, Dink, and Spark?”

Crossing her hooves across her chest, Cloudkicker shook her head.

“Were the bits stolen?”

Another head shake.

Seeing her friend smirk, Cloudkicker scowled, and cut her off as she opened her muzzle to speak.

“And no, it’s not anypony I fucked or who fucked me.”

Blossomforth fell into in a fit of giggles at the cursing, and Cloudkicker rolled onto her belly again. Seeing her still morose look, the mares giggles  tapered off, then stopped, Slowly her wing traced across Cloudkickers back, who tensed visibly, and growled, “Don’t…”

Instead of relenting, she drew the Pegasus to her, and the blonde maned mare snapped, “Damn it, stop it okay?”

“Its today isn’t? The anniversary…”

Cloudkicker pulled out from under the wing, and stood.

"I gotta go."

Blossomforth shook her head sadly as the mare flew off, but offered no protest. As much as she wanted otherwise, best to let CK deal with things her own way.

………………………………………………………

Thunk.

The now split log toppled to the dirt under the chopping block. Kneeling, Garret picked up one of the pieces and flipped it over his shoulder. For a moment it twirled in the air, then with a muffled thud, landed neatly in the wood pile. Picking up the other piece, he sent it to its fellows with the same nonchalant toss. Placing another log up on the block, he stood. Hefting the ax over his head, he brought it down. Thunk.

Cloudkicker snaked along the bars roof, and looked down. Thanking whatever kind a loving deity who set this up, she grinned like a lecherous old stallion as the shirtless human bent down to pick up the toss the pieces into their pile. Her grin faded though at the faded scars crisscrossing across the humans back.Garret paused, and lowered that ax. Suddenly he sneezed. Shaking his head, he lifted the ax once more. Thunk.

He bent down again, and after tossing a piece of wood, said, “Afternoon, Miss Cloud.”

Smirking, she fluttered down.

“Sorry there buddy. Just admiring the view.”

Standing again, Garret walked to the door of his establishment, taking his shirt off a conveniently placed wooden post.

“I thought some pretty thing was thinking of me.”

Chuckling, the mare followed.

“Pervert.”

Buttoning his shirt, he looked over his shoulder.

“Oh, oh! Yeah, that really hurts my feelings, being called a perv by the local hedonist.”

Grinning, she trotted up next to the human, giving a nudge in his side with her wing.

“I see my reputation proceeds me.”

Rolling his eyes, Garret chuckled.

“Wanna bang?”

The human rubbed his chin, looking at the ceiling in thought.

“Nah, maybe some other time.”

Pouting playfully, Cloudkicker groused, “Ahhh, that’s no fun. You have to at least let me repay you for what you did for Dash and the foals.”

Shrugging, Garret walked behind the bar.

“Its not a big deal…”

Cloudkicker sauntered up, an patted the human on the back. Curious, he turned around.

Looking up at him, no trace of a smile or any sort of attraction, she said plainly, “Garret. You did more for that mare and her foals then any other pony I’ve ever met. You’re a wonderful man.”

Rubbing the back of his neck, he grimaced, and said, “You really wanna pay me back Cloud?”

Seeing the raised eyebrows and the sudden smirk, he amended, “No, not like that.”

Turning, he walked behind the bar.

“You wanna thank me, try keeping it to yourself.”

“Uh. Ok,,, I guess…” she took a seat in front of the counter, tilting her head.

“Can I ask why you wouldn’t want anypony to know?”

Shrugging his shoulders again, he said “Look, this Rainbow friend of yours needed help. I’ve been to her place, and it’s a wreck.  Some of the boys are actually going over there today and fixing up the joint.” Turning from his work, he crossed his arms.

“But if anyone found out I was going out bits by the handful, there would be no end to it. Every day, there’d be someone at my door begging.”

Cloudkicker nodded.

“I guess that's true…” she looked at him.

“Yes?”

“Well…. Its just… Can I ask where you got those scars.”

Touching the mark on his face, he said, “This one is kinda personal. Do you mind if I just tell you about the ones on my back?”

Cloudkicker nodded.

“Well, as a parting gift for my insubordination, its tradition to send off disgraced with ten lashes.”

“With a whip?”

Garret nodded, and the Pegasus winced.

“Sweet Celestia…”

The human leaned against the counter.

“Its ok. In the past, they didn’t even give us something to bite down on while the carried out the whipping. And in any case, even if I had carried out the orders, I think I was gonna leave anyway and they still would have given me a whipping.”

“Why would you leave?”

“Again… sorry Cloud, that’s personal.”

Cloudkicker’s scowled.

“Your just no fun at all, you know that?”

Smirking, she ruffled her wings, and said in a sultry tone, “Nevertheless, the offer to share an evening with me still stands.”

Grinning, he pulled up a bottle of booze, and laid out a couple of shot glasses.

“So, can I ask you something?”

He poured a couple of drinks, and Cloudkicker nodded.

“Why are you interested in me? First night you walked in, your wings told me quite the interesting tale.”

Snorting, the pegasi took a pull.

“Well, and don’t go getting a swelled head, your not to bad looking for a human. Do you mind if I ask why you don’t want to bang? You did say I’m pretty.”

“I don’t trust you enough.” Seeing her somewhat confused look, he added, “Hey, you let someone that close, all they need is a shorter knife. And besides, we barely met, and I don’t sleep with someone I don’t care about.”

“So, you got rules too huh?”

After giving a snort of amusement, the human gaped.

“Your saying you do?”

Cloudkicker nodded.

“A few.”

“Like…” the human put the bottle away.

“Well, Rule one: no regrets. I don’t want to get up in the morning as somepony’s mistake. Number two: No complications. Like with Rainbow, I don’t go sleeping with her friends cause I don’t need the headache.”

Nodding towards the rows of liquor, she continued, “Rule three: No sex with anyone intoxicated or high.”

Waggling her eyebrows, she said, “The next ones more of a guideline then a rule, especially for such a beautiful critter like you. Rule four: No banging friends.”

“Rule five: no sex without protection. I don’t need an std or to be knocked up.”

Garret interrupted, “You do know that human and equine venereal diseases are non-transferable between species right.

And I’m quite sure you couldn’t be knocked up by us in any case.”

Cloudkicker gaped.

“Are you serious?”

The human nodded. A somewhat hazy looked covered the pegasi eyes.

“Wow… going through heat without a cooler, potions, or worrying about foals…”

“Cooler?”

Drawn out of her thoughts, she cleared her throat.

“Oh, its uh… its like this rubber dong that a mare straps on to help another while they’re in estrus. Its got this mouth pump thing which squirts salt water into us to simulate a males.”

Cloudkicker puckered her muzzle.

“I hate it. Heat banging supposed to be the best you can have, and that sort of thing just doesn’t feel right. Its good, just not great. Its more of chore in those few days then anything”

“Why not use a condom with a stallion? Or those potions?”

Cloudkicker shook her head.

“Potions don’t do shit when we’re in heat. And without the cumming, or simulation there of, it just makes it worse.”

The human grinned.

“Well, as a friend, just remember, if you ever need me, I’ll be behind you all the way.”

Cloudkicker fell into a fit of laughter. When it cleared, she wiped here eyes with a hoof.

“Good one. Anywho, where was I… ah, yes. Rule six: No lying to get sex. Or at least, no really big lies. Everypony does a little bit of harmless exaggeration, but there’s a line. I don’t cross it. Ever.”

“Rule seven: No romance or any of that shit. I may like you, hay, even love you, but I’m not into anything long term.”

The pony took another sip.

“Rule eight: No rutting with anyone who doesn’t get the former or proceeding rules. I don’t need anyone pining for me the rest of their lives. The next three are more wisdom then actual rules. Rule ten: no fucking while flying. You don’t have wings, so even if we do it, it’s a moot point. Rule eleven: no hanging around after the deed is done.”

“That might be a problem. Humans tend to cook when we’re visiting a persons house. Its kinda like an ice breaker for us. As for mating, I think its kinda an evolutionary leftover. Providing food for our mates and all that.”

Cloudkicker shrugged her wings.

“I don’t mind sharing a meal, morning after a good rut or not. I just don’t want anything more.”

“Fair enough. Whats the last rule.”

Cloudkicker looked down at her drink, eyes wide with horror as she shuddered.

“No diamond dogs. Ever again…”

The pegasi looked up and smiled.

“So, any thoughts?”

The human crossed his arms, and the look in his eyes made the smile drop off the mares face.

“You must be so alone.”

Cloudkicker gazed down, and looked at her reflection in her glass of booze. Alone…

“MIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSS KKKKKKKKKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKEEEEEEEERRRRRR!”

The mare thumped against the bar’s counter as a unicorn filly bolted into the room, wrapping her hooves around her barrel. Looking down, she wheezed, “Dinky? What the hay!”

Looking up, the foal cried,

“MisskickerMisskickerthereshumansatthehouseandSparkchuckingdishesatemandIcantfingdashand….” The rest of her tirade was halted as Cloudkicker corked her mouth with a hoof, and gazed at her sternly.

“Ok, now, calmly…. Dink, what is wrong?”

Taking her hoof away, she interrupted as the foal opened her muzzle, “Stop. Take a deep breath…”

Dinky, tears in her eyes, drew in air.

“…Hold it…”

The filly puffed out her cheeks.

“… now let it out slowly.”

Dinky did as she was told.

“Now, whats wrong?”

Dancing in place in her anxiousness, she cried, “The house! Strange humans are there! Sparkler knocked one of them off the roof with a saucer, and sent me to come get you!”

The human behind her groaned, and at the same time, they respectively slapped their faces in exasperation.

……………………………………………………………………..

Sparkler frowned at the wincing male laying against her side.

“Quit being such a foal about this Cal,”

The young brown haired human scowled back as she dabbed the wound on his forehead.

“First you bean me when I’m trying to work on your roof, then you call me names.”

Looking forward again, he muttered, “Heartless nag….”

Horn flaring, Sparkler said evenly, “Did you say something dear?”

Eyes wide, he shook his head, and hissed as the cottonball dabbed his head again.

“Careful, damn it!”

Ears perking towards the chuckling overhead, Sparkler rolled her eyes.

“Oh buck me…”

Cloudkicker flew down, and grinned at the purple maned mare.

“Daaawwwww, your such a softy now Sparks.”

Groaning, Sparkler rubbed the spot under her horn as her mothers former lover wiped her eyes in mock emotion.

“Is this the little foal who was such a problem child? When did she grow into such a fine young mare….”

“Fuck off….”

Both pony’s jumped slightly, and looked in shock at the human. Sitting up, he glared at the Pegasus.

“Don’t you fucking dare make fun of Sparkler, you worthless unrepentant slut.”

He struggled up as Clouds mouth worked.

“She… she’s a wonderful pony! How dare you come down from wherever you were and tease her…”

Sparkler upper half lifted and she lay a hoof on his shoulder.

“Hey… Cal, its ok…”

“Its not ok!”

Ignoring her words, the human just glared at Cloudkicker. The Pegasus just looked back, then suddenly giggled.

“Oh, your just such an adorable little boy!”

Teeth bared, he started forward, and Cloud held her hoof up in surrender.

“Ok, ok, I’m backing down. “

As the Pegasus flew off, Cal sat back down. Feeling a hoof slap him upside his head, he turned and glared.

“Hey, what was that for?”

Rolling her eyes, Sparkler snorted, then muttered, “I had to fall for such an airhead….”

“Huh?”

Blushing under her fur, she gave the human another smack.

“I said you’re a bucking idiot!”