Scootaloo stood staring at her reflection in the mirror, Pipsqueak’s noises of mirth from the other room being completely ignored by the pegasus mare. Whilst similar to the dress retrieved from Pegasopolis, the one she was now sporting was fundamentally different. The top was the same, with its built in corset, but it only reached to just above her knees.

It was a few shades darker than her fur, and low cut enough to show her assets off, but not distastefully. Her lower legs were covered by sheer black fabric, to which the unicorn mare currently putting the finishing touches on the young earth pony stallion had insisted were stockings.

‘A little something for afterwards, perhaps?’ was what Rarity had settled the argument with, nodding towards Pip at the time. Upon her feet were three inch high court shoes, but that was nothing to her. It was her mane. The unicorn mare had given it a wash, then combed all the tangles out, and finished by straightening it out. Her bangs had been brushed down and at an angle, covering one eye.

The image of a throne flashed in front of her, the mare seated upon it with a different coloured mane; the style was exactly the same. Scootaloo turned around as the door opened, two pegasus stallions entering the main shop floor of Carousel Boutique, their armour from Pegasopolis having been polished to a high sheen.

With a wave of her hand she stopped Boreal Spear and Arctic Halberd from bowing just as Pipsqueak entered, sporting a rather fetching suit. He walked over and wrapped his arms around the mare, who sighed softly as she returned the embrace. “Are you ready, Scoots?”

“No, not really. But let’s get this over with.” With her stallion by her side and her guards just behind, the mare confidently began her walk to Town Hall in the cool evening. The paths to her destination had been cleared, stragglers stopping to watch as the group passed. “Pumpkin Cake, get back here!” Scootaloo slowed down as the unicorn filly ran up to her, her hand outstretched with a bouquet of flowers.

She bent down, as much as her dress would allow, and took them, then the filly’s hand. Pumpkin gave a giggle as Pip moved to her other side and took her other hand, allowing her to walk with them. Scootaloo glanced over her shoulder to see Pound Cake pulling against Carrot’s hand, and with a nod from the young mare he was let go, catching up and taking hold of Scootaloo’s other hand after offering to carry the flowers for her.

The pegasus couldn’t help but smirk as the group passed Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, both mares watching in awe at the small procession. She shook her head as they turned the last corner, her eyes then going wide at the amount of ponies gathered outside of Town Hall. She could only see the beginnings of a lavish red carpet and the building itself. Lining the carpet on one side of the rope barriers was lined with Royal Guards, whose own armour was highly polished.

As soon as her foot touched the fabric a loud fanfare rang out from the balcony of Town Hall, the first pair of guards drawing their swords and forming an arch. She turned to her side with worried eyes as Pipsqueak pulled away, taking the twins with him. “We’ll see you inside, okay?”

“Yeah, sure. It’ll be fine, right?” He let the foal’s hands go and stepped close, wrapping her in a comforting embrace at her nervous giggling, and lightly kissed her forehead. He pulled away and led the twins back to their parents, then nodded back to the mare. She took a deep breath and began to move forward once more, the guards forming an arch as she approached. They had to part a little to allow her guards to pass, due to their size… even when they ducked.

At the door were two pegasus guards, one of which was a mare, who were wearing armour in imitation of Spear’s and Halberd’s. A hand from each settled on the entrance, but the door still did not open. Through one of the open windows, however, drifted a voice she recognised. “Mares and gentlecolts, thank you for coming on this day. For generations, we have tried to find some remnant, some sign that a bloodline from history was still around.”

“Little did we know that they were right under our muzzles, living not just close to our capital, but in it as well.” There was a slight creak as the door opened a little, light streaming through the gap as the pegasi bowed their heads. “Whilst not very well known, my nephew is indeed a prince, of the unicorn royal bloodline. We know, unfortunately, that there are no heirs to the earth pony line.”

The door cracked open a little more, revealing the stage through it, where she could see the outline of a throne. “For a long time, we thought the same of the pegasi royal bloodline, but after an expedition, funded by the crown, to find the lost city of Pegasopolis was successful, something else was discovered.”

The door opened fully and she saw not one, but three thrones set out and she slowly walked into the building. A pony fell into step beside her from inside, but she was too shocked to look around as the entirety of the audience turned to look at her. She felt like it was her first day back at Ponyville Elementary, the feeling of nervousness taking hold.

But then she saw Pipsqueak at the back over the stage, smiling softly at her. She steadied herself with a deep breath and found a comfortable pace. Once near the dais’ steps, she noted the ponies that had approached with her. To her left was Firefly, in a similar dress, but coloured a dark purple. To her right was Starburst, dressed in his Royal Guard best.

Escorting each were two Wonderbolts in their dress uniforms. Then she looked to the pony stood to her left and Spitfire just grinned at her; a glance to the other side revealed Soarin, but his eyes were focused on an earth pony mare, blushing brightly at the wing of the stage. With a flash of light, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna appeared on the stage, beckoning the family to join them.

Scootaloo glanced at her mother, who gave a small nod, and she slowly walked up to the alicorns, her parents behind her. They were each motioned to a throne at the side, whilst the young mare was left with the one in the centre. With a powerful flap from their wings, Spear and Halberd appeared on stage, then moved behind her seat. The Solar Diarch stepped forward, motioning towards the three pegasi. “Seated before you are the only living descendants of the pegasi royal family, Scootaloo, and her father, Starburst.”

Movement to her side caused Scootaloo to turn her head a little, seeing Pipsqueak grinning down at her, holding a lavish cushion, upon which sat a beautiful silver crown. Celestia turned towards her and stood on the other side with a smile, taking the crown and holding it above the pegasus mare’s head. “With this sign of office, I, Princess Celestia of Equestria, declare you, Scootaloo, to be princess of all pegasi.”

The silver circlet was set down on her head, and the alicorn sisters stood in front of the throne, then slowly dropped to their knees and bowed, the crowd behind following. A glance behind her showed Spear and Halberd to be doing to same, and Pip doing so at her side. Movement caught her eye, and she looked to the next throne, where Starburst was motioning with his hand. Her eyes went wide as she realised what he meant, and she turned towards the audience. “Er… you may rise.”

It was like a Mexicoltan wave, starting with Celestia and Luna, then the crowd behind them, each one standing a moment after those in front. “Speech! We wanna speech!” Scootaloo stared in horror at the first row, where Applebloom and Sweetie Belle were smiling innocently at her. A white-furred hand was offered to her, and she glanced up at Pipsqueak, that cheeky grin still on his muzzle. With his confidence seemingly flowing to her, she stood from the throne and looked around the room.

“Erm… I’m not really sure what to say, or what to do. I don’t expect anypony to treat me differently than they did before. Just because I have this crown now doesn’t mean I’m not the Scootaloo you already knew. I’m just more awesome now.” She smiled happily as the ponies laughed at her comment, and she gave them a few moments to calm down before she continued. “For now, I urge you all to enjoy the party. I can see quite a few barrels of Sweet Apple Cider in the corner… so get drinking already!”

There was a rousing cheer from the crowd, Scootaloo turning to find her parents had moved close, and they pulled her into their embrace. It didn’t last long, and she was passed into her waiting coltfriend’s arms. She giggled as his lips brushed her forehead, and she bit her lip as she spotted a doorway to the side.

Pretty soon the young couple found themselves inside a fairly empty room, the inventory being just a few boxes full of old paperwork and a medium size desk. They ignored the chuckle from the door as Spear closed it, then followed Halberd back to the party and their mares. Inside the room Pip found himself pulled into a passionate kiss, Scootaloo wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. He gave a grunt as his ass slammed into the desk, and the mare pushed him down so that he was laying on it. Then she climbed on top of him. “Are you sure we can do that here?”

“I’ve just been crowned a princess. I can do whatever the fuck I want.” Pip just chuckled as she connected their muzzles once more, and she started to moan as he began to stroke her wings, her crotch starting to shift over his. With the dextrous ability that comes to most pegasi, Scootaloo soon had his pants and underwear were around his thighs, his shirt undone, and her panties slapped across his muzzle. “And right now, you’re what I want to fuck.”

Through the fading light coming through the window, Pip could see the mare close her eyes and bite her lips as one of his hands slipped between her thighs, rubbing gently at her nethers. Her thighs tightened around his own, her wings half spread as her hands squeezed at his shoulders. She gave a gasp of surprise as he rolled them over so that he was on top, and she then wrapped her legs around his waist.

She gave a small shudder as his tip slid past her lips, and he leant down to her, softly connecting their muzzles. She pulled away with a soft gasp as the stallion began to roll his hips, her arms still around his neck and holding him in position so that she could look into his deep reddish-brown eyes as he kept up the slow, sensual movements.

The stallion couldn’t help but grin at the serene look upon the mare’s face, the sparkle in her one visible greyish purple eye and her lip being squeezed gently between teeth. Their position changed again so that she was sat up on the edge of the desk, whilst he was now stood on the floor, Scootaloo pressing into a passionate kiss.

Pip pulled away and slipped out, earning a groan from the mare, but he just gave a wink and started to kiss his way down her neck. He had to skip over her breasts and stomach because of her dress, but she soon started to giggle as his lips brushed the tops of her thighs. Then she gasped with pleasure, for he had slipped his tongue between her folds, his hands on her hips to hold her steady.

The mare fell back into a lying position and ran her hands through Pip’s mane, moaning lightly as his wriggling muscle drifted over her sensitive spots. Her wings spread out from under her, and she gave out a louder moan as the stallion’s hands moved to her thighs and squeezed them firmly.

Her moans got louder in time with her arousal state, but she pushed the earth pony away before she reached orgasm. He looked down in confusion at her, but the mare just reached a hand up and gripped some of his chest fur, pulling him down on top of her, and her wings shrouded the pair from any possible prying eyes.

Pip’s cock entered her dripping cunny once more, and he started the slow thrusting again, softly kissing the tip of Scootaloo’s muzzle, whilst her warm breaths blew across his cheeks, accompanied by her low moans. He leant closer and started to kiss her neck, whilst she took his ear in her mouth and nibbled gently on it.

Thier hips moved as one, and Pip got faster when Scootaloo’s body told him to, his hands resting at the base of her wings, whilst her arms were wrapped tightly around his neck. He could feel the release coming for them both, and after a few more minutes the mare threw her head back with a scream of pleasure.

Their bodies shuddered as they reached orgasm at the same time, the pegasus moaning lightly as the earth pony released his seed into her, filling her with a warm feeling. She craned her neck up and softly brought their lips together repeatedly as they came down from their high, both panting slightly. Pipsqueak stood from her and pulled his pants and boxers back up, then buttoned up his shirt and straightened out his tie. He was about to pass Scootaloo her panties when he let out a surprised gasp. “Scoots… did you have that this morning?”

“Have what?” The mare sat up and followed his pointing finger towards her flank. She couldn’t make anything out, so got up and walked towards the door, finding the light switch. As soon as she did she looked at her flank once more, her eyes going wide. Upon her orange fur was the Wonderbolts logo, but the wings were the same colour as her mane, and there was a silver crown above the lightning strike. “My… cutie mark?”

Pip chuckled as Scootaloo let out a cry of delight, jumping at him and hugging him tightly. He returned the embrace for a few moments, but then pulled away and kissed her forehead softly, offering the mare her panties. “For now, why don’t you get dressed and return to your adoring subjects?” She flushed lightly as she giggled, slipping her underwear back on. They then left the room and made their way back to the main hall, where Scootaloo was preparing to be swamped by family and friends.

Once the door had closed, there was shuffling from under the desk, one of the boxes of documents being knocked over and spilt on the floor. The mare who had been in the room crawled out and spat her panties from her mouth, having shoved them in there to muffle her moans. She whimpered slightly as she put them back on, her wet nethers feeling warm.

She leant back against the desk to get her breath back, straightening her violet-rimmed glasses out. “That wath… tho hot.”

Spear and Halberd emerged into the main hall, taking up positions on either side of the doorway. The majority of the crowd had some form of alcoholic beverage in their hands, and they could see Scootaloo’s friends looking for the mare. Her parents were both flustered at the amount of newsponies that were asking for interviews with them. Movement from the stage caught the guards’ eyes, Princess Luna making her way over. She stopped with a gasp of surprise as the pair blocked her entry with a wing each, bowing their heads. “Pray tell, why will you not let me pass? I wish to speak to Scootaloo.”

The pair glanced at each other, silently arguing which one was going to tell her, until Spear sighed and looked at the alicorn. “Your majesty, we believe that she is currently in… negotiations with a member of the earth pony tribe. His name is Pipsqueak.” The mare’s cheeks blushed a little as she caught their meaning, giving them a nod and returning to her sister’s side. Spear looked around and spotted a mare glancing over at him, then turned towards his partner. “Halberd, would it be… no, never mind.”

“Just go, Spear. I am not meeting my mares for some time. Pinkie is running the party, and Fluttershy is assisting her. I am unburdened until the early hours of the morning, more than likely.”

“Thank you, I will remember this.” Halberd just shook his head as Spear moved from the doorway, moving through the crowd to the bar. Somehow he managed to get further down than he planned, so edged his way along, making Rainbow Dash give a cry of surprise as his large arms wrapped around her from behind. “Good evening, Rainbow.”

She then gave a small giggle, pressing back against his chest once she realised who it was, offering him a mug of cider. He took it from her and had an appreciative sip, then noticed she had her own mug. He waited until it was in her hand and then started pulling her towards the exit, the mare following in confusion until they got outside. “Spear? What are you doing?”

“Please, follow me.” He slowly flapped his wings and began to fly up, Dash following after him until he settled on the roof, where a blanket had already been set down. Spear sat upon it and patted the space next to him, to which the mare accepted the invitation, pressing against his side. “Do you believe in destiny, Rainbow?”

“Whoa, getting heavy on me after not even one mug?” He glanced down at her to see her tongue poking out, shaking his head, then took another sip of his cider. “Come on, I was just joking! What’s on your mind?”

“My mother, she was a soothsayer. Kept telling me I would find my destiny in a far away place, long into the future. I thought it was nonsense… but then I met you. I understand what she meant now.” Dash became confused as he pulled away, moving to sit on the edge of the roof with his legs hanging down. “I know of your dreams to join the Wonderbolts, and as much as I would ask, I am not going to take your dreams from you.”

The tone of his voice brought tears to her eyes, the conversation going to a place she had never imagined. “Spear…”

“Please, let me finish. Between your duties as one of them and mine as Scootaloo’s guard, we would have no time for each other. I know we have not known each other long, and it may seem rushed, but I truly love you, Rainbow. Which is why I am letting you go, so you can pursue your dreams.” His ear twitched as he heard wings beating, sighing heavily as the mare flew off. His cry of shock, which echoed through the town, was understandable as she crashed into him at high speed, the pair rolling back on the roof.

They ended with Dash on top, pinning Spear’s arms to the tiles. He glanced at her teary eyes once and then looked away in shame, not turning back as she began to whisper. “You fucking idiot. I’ve… been in the advanced class for several years. Some ponies have passed out in that time. It’s clear I haven’t got what they want, so… I’m going to follow my other dream.”

She moved one of her hands to his cheek, turning his head to face her, and brought her muzzle close to his. “That other dream… is you.” She connected their muzzles in a passionate kiss, the stallion’s arms coming up and holding her close. The mare pulled away with a gasp and wiped her tears away, then settled her head underneath the stallion’s chin. “Spear… I love you too.”

“Aww, isn’t that sweet?” The pair shot up in shock, looking to see who it was that dared to disturb their moment together. There was nopony on the roof with them, but then the sound of wings hit their ears, and they looked up to see Spitfire herself hovering above them. She gently drifted down to the rooftop and stood a respectful distance away. “Do you know why you haven’t graduated, Dash? It’s not because we don’t want you. It’s because everyday you’re at the academy, you push yourself harder. I could put you in the starting lineup right now, but you haven’t taken the finals. What are you afraid of?”

“I… um, I…” Spear wrapped his arms around her from behind, shrouding her from the other mare and leaning down, giving some whispered words of encouragement. She gave him a nod and he let her go, Dash standing with confidence. “I’m afraid of failing. That I’m not good enough.” To the pair’s surprise, Spitfire burst out with laughter, then turned and looked over the edge.

“You guys hear this bullshit?” There were five blurs as more pegasus ponies appeared on the roof, all wearing a similar outfit to the Wonderbolt Commandant. To her side was Captain Soarin, with Fleetfoot, Rapidfire, Surprise and Firestreak around them. “Wanna know a team secret? None of us ever took the final test, for the same reason. We all became ‘bolts like this. You’ve got what it takes, Dash, so I hereby welcome you to the ranks of the Wonderbolts.”

The mare was stunned. She couldn’t even lift her arm to accept the insignia for her uniform. Spear had to do it for her, placing the patches into her pocket. Dash turned to look at him, her eyes beginning to water once more as she knew he would follow through with his plans from a few moments ago. “Oh, you have got to be fucking kidding me! If you don’t kiss your mare right now, asshole, I’ll do it for you!” Spear didn’t know which one said it, but he wrapped the still shocked mare in his arms and passionately kissed her, the mare bringing her arms up around his neck. Spitfire waited for them to break apart before continuing.

“As to the other part of your conversation, yes, he is a fucking idiot. Hey moron,” Spear turned his head with a frown at the yellow furred mare, who was grinning at him. “We’re part of the Equestrian military as well. I’ve seen her fight, and trust me, you don’t want to be on the other side of her. Yes, she will have to attend shows occasionally, but as of right now, I am officially appointing her the Wonderbolts’ envoy to Scootaloo’s court. She will have to spend a lot of time around our new princess.” Spear understood what she meant even without the wink thrown in his direction, Dash still too stunned to speak.

With a nod to each other the Wonderbolts left the couple on the rooftops, and Dash finally showed signs of still being sane. “I’m… a Wonderbolt? And I get to stay with you?” He hadn’t even finished nodding when she leapt at him, knocking him down on to the blanket with a passionate kiss. She began to stroke his cheek, but then slapped him with a glare. “And if you ever suggest that again… I’ll rip your wings off. Understood?”

Spear swallowed nervously and nodded, Dash standing up from him. She gave an annoyed groan when she saw their drinks had been spilt, about to suggest getting some more when she turned to find Spear kneeling to her. “I do not know how it is done in these times, but this is how it was done in Pegasopolis.” He reached to the base of his wings and pulled a large feather out, offering it to the mare. “Miss Rainbow Dash, would you be with me always?”

It was a good thing he had quick reactions, for he caught the mare as she fainted, chuckling as he took wing towards her house.

Author's Notes:

And what comes with something like this?

Let me put it this way; I hope Scootaloo can stay awake during Canterlot court sessions!!!

One of the few planned proposals done. There are only... two other planned. Any guesses?