"You're kidding, right?"

"No! C'mon, let us make up for last time!"

Dash, Applejack and Twilight had caught up with you after you were done with work at the Sugarcube Corner, and were standing in front of you, hands on their hips. They were trying to persuade you to get together with everyone again, this time at Twilight's place.

"No, not after what happened last time. You know how long it took me to get Fluttershy back to normal? A damn long time, that's what." You continued to walk past them.

"C'mon, pleeeaaaase?" Twilight begged.

"Look, I'm sorry Twilight, but after the night before last, I just can't risk it. You all tried to get in my pants, dammit. It's too much stress for me!"

"Epee, you enjoyed it and you know you did!" Dash retorted, zipping in front of you.

"Regardless, I don't wanna scar Fluttershy anymore than she already is!" With that, you marched off.

"No alcohol, no nothin', we promise!" Applejack called out behind you.

"P-please, Epee? Please..." sounded out the most adorable begging voice you've ever heard. You slowly turned around to see Pinkie standing there, pulling an adorable puppy face.

"...Fine...dammit..." You said, defeated. Pinkie instantly changed from begging to ecstatic.

"Woohoo! Let's go!"

***

"I'm sorry, Fluttershy...Pinkie pulled a puppy face on me and..." You let the sentence dangle. It didn't need to be finished.

"I understand...as long as their isn't any alcohol like...last time." Fluttershy replied.

"Ah promise, there won' be any alcoholic beverages," Applejack said in her defence. Everyone was on the short trek to Twilight's library. There were many conversations discussing random topics, such as Rarity's newest dress, Applejack's apple sales, Fluttershy's newest pet. Her name was Misty, and she was a bunny, like Angel, but hella lot sweeter. Fluttershy gushed about her and Angel looking so cute together, and you added in that Angel looked so shy and sheepish around her. Everyone giggled at that remark, and began to discuss more sundry topics.

As you reached Twilight's library, your mind wandered to what was possibly in store for you tonight. Would everyone try to get into your pants again tonight, or will some other torturous, strangely arousing event occur?

"Spike?" Twilight called out. "Spike? Where are you, everypony's here!" Thunk, thud, clunk. Copious noises eminated from the room to the left. Twilight went to investigate, and found Spike collapsed in a heap of books.

"Spike, what happened?" She asked, concerned.

"I was restocking the shelves, and your sudden arrival made me jump, and, well..." He gestured to the clutter, "you know the rest."

"You're such a clutz Spike," Pinkie teased. Spike just grumbled. Twilight lifted the books with her magic and set them in a stack.

"You can deal with that later, let's relax for a bit."

***

It'd been only an hour or so since you all had arrived at Twilight's library, and, unlike last time, there was innocent good times being had. You had been able to converse with Spike for the first time.

"So, you don't remember anything?" Spike asked in wonder.

You sighed. You'd been sick of explaining this by now. "Yes Spike, minus a few things I've recalled, I don't remember anything."

"Dang," Spike said with a sigh. "That must suck."

"It does. Now, can we just get on with the fun stuff instead of this sad crap?" You said. You tried to hide your miffed outlook the best you could, but between Spike marvling over your amnesia, and the wariness of the girls, it was getting difficult. You were expecting some other strange occurance to torture you yet again.

"Hey, hey, I know what we can do!" Pinkie said, materializing from next to Rarity to beside you, causing you to jump. You asked what was getting her so hyped.

"Spin the bottle! I've always wanted to do that with somepony for some reason." Everyone stared at her with wide eyes.

"Oh heavens no!" Rarity protested. "Celestia knows what you'll make us do!"

"Yeah!" Dash joined in. "Remember last time we did something involving dares? I couldn't eat cupcakes for a week, and Twilight's horn got all squishy again.

"C'mon, it'll be fun!" Pinkie retorted. "I promise, no Poison Joke, and none of Applejack's failed cupcakes. Pleaaasse?"

"Failed cupcakes?" You asked.

"One day, durin' Applebuckin' season, I'd gone a couple days without sleep, and Pinkie asked me help make cupcakes, and, the didn' turn out so well..."

"Yeah, you put most of the town in the hospital!"

"Damn..." You said. Pinkie's dares sounded dangerous.

After much more begging, Pinkie got her wish of a game of truth or dare.

"The second any of you look at me funny, I'm gone. I don't need a repeat of last time." Everyone blushed a tad.

"Last time?" Spike asked. A mischevious grin broke across your face. Twilight, taking notice, protested greatly.

"No, Epee, w-" She stopped as she saw you lean over to Spike to whisper it to him. You explained the events of night before last.

The baby dragon's eyes grew wide.He glanced at Twilight in shock. "You tried to...with..."

You couldn't help but laugh.

"Let's get on with it already!" Pinkie complained. She brought a bottle out of nowhere and sat it down. Everyone gathered in a circle around it.

"G-go easy with the dares, alright?" Fluttershy said timidly.

"Ok, let's go!" Pinkie said, spinning the bottle. Seconds pass, and it slowed. It crept around until it halted, neck pointing at Spike.

"Spike!" Pinkie exclaimed. "TRUTH, or DARE?" Pinkie said ominously.

"U-um, truth," The dragon stammered out.

"Alright. Is it true that you have a crush on Rarity?" She asked, leaning in two inches from his face.

"Wh-what!?" He shouted, crawling away. "U-um, t-that's..." He glanced at Rarity.

"Do you?" She repeated.

He looked around nervously. Everyone's eyes were directed on him. Caving into the pressure, he cracked. He nodded, and fainted.

"Well. That was...interesting." You said bluntly. Rarity looked indifferent and confused.

"Seems the dragon's hot for ya, Rarity." You said. Rarity just sat there.

"Yes, quite..." She replied, dazed.

"Spike's out for the count!" She flicked the bottle again, this time harder. It spun like a clock's minute hand being wound. Eventually, it slowed to point at Twilight.

"TRUTH, or DARE?" Pinkie asked, staring at the dark haired student.

Twilight thought for a moment, and said, "Dare."

"Ooh, gettin' brave now are we?" You teased.

"I dare you..." Pinkie stopped to think. "To rest your head on Epee's lap!"

Twilight's eyes grew wide. "E-excuse me!?"

"Oh hell no!" You said, standing up. "What did I say? I ain't lettin' last time happen again!" Pinkie zipped in front of you.

"You ain't going nowhere!" She said as she dragged you back down to the circle with much protest from you.

"Twilight? You gonna do it?" Pinkie glared at her. She groaned and slid over to you. She mouthed a "Sorry" and slowly lowered her head. You closed your eyes and turned your blushing face away as you felt her head in your lap.

"This is strangely...comfy..." She said.

"Oh you gotta be freakin' kidding me," You whispered under your breath.

"Your sentence is up!" Pinkie exclaimed as she thwacked the bottle again. When it stopped, it pointed to Fluttershy. She squeaked and muttered out, "P-Please don't make me do anything embarrasing..."

"TRUTH...or...DARE?" Pinkie asked ominously.

After a long pause, Fluttershy chose dare.

"Ok Fluttershy, you have to sit on Epee's lap!" She exclaimed.

"Oh, come ON!" You shouted, immensely aggravated. Fluttershy looked at you, blushing immensely. She stood up, and slowy walked towards you, avoiding eye contact. She sat down next to you, still avoiding eye contact. "D-do I really have to...?" Fluttershy asked Pinkie.

"I know it's embarrasing, 'Shy, but am I that bad?"

"No, it's not that..." She murmured. Fluttershy inhaled and sat on your lap, but just barely.

"C'mon, closer! That won't do!" Pinkie instructed her. She squeaked and scooted up farther. Yet, she did so too vigorously and her back reached your chest. She gasped softly, realizing where she was. Everyone was wide-eyed.

"U-um...'Shy?" You asked, "Are you ok?" Silence followed. She quickly zipped off your lap, and sat next you, deadly silent.

"Well, how sweet. Spinning again!" Thwack! The bottle span again, this time landing on Pinkie herself.

"Aha!" Twilight shouted. "It's your turn! Truth or Dare!"

"Jeez, loud much..." Dash said.

"Dare!" Pinkie exclaimed, accepting the challenge.

"You rest your head on Epee's lap!" She said to your dismay.

"What the f- who's side are you ON anyways!?" You shouted. Pinkie materialized next to you, and laid her head on your lap.

"See Twilight, it's not that hard!"

The rest of the night continued like that; dares involving doing something intimate with you. Spike finally awoke, but only to faint again to see Rarity playing a flute without her hands or magic. Only a few truths were selected, which you believe was just a chance to be able to do something embarrasing to you. Once, Dash was dared to hug you while sitting down, which proved to be very erotic and torturous.

***

Celestia's golden sun was setting, making way for Luna to lift her moon to the sky.

"Well..." Applejack yawned, "Ah think we all should be headin' back, doncha think?"

"Yeah, I think after today, I need some sleep..." Twilight said, stifling a yawn. Everyone else agreed with the royal pupil. You all said your goodbyes, and you and Fluttershy set off to trek back to her cottage. Both of you were silent.

Fluttershy finally broke the silence. "I...I'm sorry for earlier, when I, um, you know, s-sat on your lap..." She grew quieter as the sentence went on.

"No, it's fine, it's not like you wanted to or anything; it's 'kay."

Fluttershy stayed silent.

"I...did..."

Those words shocked you more than a lighting bolt. You looked at her to see her blushing slightly. She...wanted to?

You looked around. You had left Ponyville, and you were on the pathleading to her cottage. No one was around. You two were alone. This could be the perfect time to say something.

You were devising what exactly to say, until you felt something brush against your hand. You glance down to see that Fluttershy was leaving almost no room between your bodies. You took the intiative, and grasped her hand in yours, not breaking stride. You heard her gasp, but not do anything. The two of you stayed that way all the way back home, you grasping her hand, her staying silent, face red as a radish.