Chapter 9

"What are you thinking about?" Dewey asked Pen during their lunch break. "I'm not thinking anything, why?" Pen asked. "I don't know." Dewey answered. "Dewey is there a reason for asking a pointless question?" Pen asked. "I don't know, say how's your sex life?" Dewey asked. "What?" Pen asked with a disturbed look on his face. "Your sex life, how is it? Is it good, is it bad? How often do you have it and for how long?" Dewey asked. "I'm going to pretend that you didn't ask me that." Pen said. "Oh come on, tell me. I'm your brother!" Dewey protested. "Which is why I'm not telling you anything!" Pen shouted. "Will your wife tell me?" Dewey asked.

Windy was walking by the archives as Dewey was thrown out the door. "Dewey? What did you do this time?" she asked. "I think Pen hasn't been getting any." he said. "Why do you...nevermind." she said walking away. "Windy, can you answer a question for me?" he asked. "Um...sure?" she answered. "I was wondering, is it true when Pegasi are sexual aroused their wings go erect?" he asked. Windy didn't say anything, she looked at him disgustingly. "I mean not just stallions, but mares as well?" he asked. "I got it Dewey, I'm just not going to answer that." she said. "Do Pegasi have sex on clouds or on bed. Or on beds of clouds?" he asked. "I'm starting to see why Pen kicked you out." she said and flew away. "Geez, why is everypony so uptight about their mating habits?" he asked out loud.

Later. "I'm telling you, he asked me out loud and no sense of embarrassment." Pen said. "Your brother is just curious about that. He's hasn't been intimate with a mare before." his mother said. "But I'm not the only one. Windy came to me not to long ago, telling me the same thing." he said. "It is work to want to know about that. Think about it if you were in his hooves." she said. "I really can't say I can, but I see your point." he said. "I'll have 'the talk' with him and set him straight." she said.

Later. "And that Dewey is what happens when a stallion loves a mare." Dream finished. "Really? That's it?" he asked. "That's it." she said. "I think I get it." he said. "Good, now don't ask your brother or co-workers about it again." she said. "Don't worry mom, I won't." he promised. "Why did want to know?" she asked. "Well, I've been in a relationship with a mare I met not to long ago..." he started. "Oh, my little Dewey is growing up. You already have a mare friend?" she asked. "Yeah, her name is Saltwater Taffy and she's pretty. Like you mom, only not like you. By that I mean she isn't you." he said. "Is that why you wanted to know about sex. Because you wouldn't know what to do with her?" she asked. "Yeah..." he said guiltily. "You know there a books about sex right?" she asked. "I didn't think about that." he said.

Dewey went to work the next day. Pen didn't look at him or even acknowledged him as he came in. "Hey Pen, sorry if I made you uncomfortable yesterday." he said. "As long as you don't ask me something like that again." Pen muttered. "Don't worry I won't. Am I still watching Vanilla?" Dewey asked. "In light of recent events I wouldn't count on it." Pen said. "Oh, alright...I understand." he said disappointedly. "Look, I don't want you ruining her innocence with your sex talk." Pen explained. "But I always look for when you and Mint go out, because I get to see her." Dewey said. "Wait, all the time?" Pen asked. "Yeah all the time." he answered. "Dewey...were you asking about sex because you wanted to know what it was like to have a son or daughter?" Pen asked. "I guess so." Dewey answered. "Well, I'll let you foalsit Vanilla, if you promise not to talk about sex in front of her." Pen said. "I promise." Dewey said.