Author's Notes:

Warning - a little clop....

The view from Rainbow’s room was amazing. The window took up an entire wall and looked out over the city where a million tiny stars dusted the buildings.

"Wow..."

A somewhat tipsy rainbow maned Pegasi removed her dress and dropped it on the floor before flopping down face first on one of the big pillows at the head of the circular queen sized bed. She lay there letting the coolness of the pillowcase against her face relax her, the scent coming from it was nice. It was a little musky but a little spicy too, even a little familiar, As she lay there she began to feel oddly restless - especially between her legs. Leaning to her side, she slid her right hoof under her, tucking it between her legs, then rolled back on her stomach. She began to move her hoof, twisting it and relishing the building want down there. The strength of her desire surprised her and she spread her legs a little wider and being more direct on certain areas. In moments she knew she was comitted to it and leaned to the right, slipping her left hoof under and between her legs in order to hold herself open.

The type urges she was feeling were familiar and she knew that this would be one of those times.

Do I really want to do this now? I mean it feels SO totally awesome and I haven't had one of these in awhile but it gets kinda crazy and leaves my legs all rubbery and really wipes me out, plus it usually makes a mess...

Dash could already feel the thick wetness with her hooves.

I'm gonna have to get up and get a couple of towels if I keep this up...

The pillow was making it difficult to breathe so she rolled over on her back and lay there, her legs spread wide, and toying with herself and caressing. Soon, though, the urge seemed to drop away a little and she found herself feeling tired. Her wetness started to feel tacky which meant she was losing the desire. Part of her was grateful, but part was disappointed, she never knew when one of these would happen again. As she thought about it she began to get angry. Not doing anything once she was aroused enough to get wet could leave her aching between her legs. Her friends (well some of them) called it "blue lips." The only way to avoid it was to finish what she'd started but now she was totally out of the mood and forcing it just totally sucked.

Must be the Trotqulia...

As she lay flat on her back she tilted her head back and looked over at the night side table. She saw the letters there. If things went well with Soarin' she'd hoped to show him she'd kept each one. Blindly, she reached back, grabbed them and crumpled them, but in doing so she knocked over the vase of fresh flowers that sat there.

Shit! Fucking asshole Soarin'! I don't blame Spitfire for treating him like a jerk! He IS one... Where did those flowers come from? I don't remember them being here when I checked in. I must have been too blown away by the rest of the room. Hmmm - no card...

Dash got up off the bed and walked around to where the vase had fallen. Fortunately, due to its shape, almost no water had spilled out. Dash noticed something strange taped to the bottom of the vase.

A key.

She pulled the tape off and took the key. Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

Dash went to the door and peered out through the peephole. A bellpony stood there smiling politely.

What the fuck? Suddenly she was aware of the scent of her sex. "Hang on... be right therrre..."

She ran into the bathroom, grabbed a washcloth, ran it under the tap and grimaced as she pressed the cold terrycloth between her legs and wiped. She patted herself dry with a soft towel and went back and opened the door.

"Yeah? Can I help you?"

"I'm terribly sorry to disturb you ma'am, especially at this late hour but a mistake was made. We received a call that the wrong flowers were delivered to your room. We would have waited until the morning, but the caller was very insistent. I'm so sorry but I'm afraid I need to take those. Here are the right ones."

"What? Okaaaay, I guess. - but don't expect a tip!"

"Of course not ma'am, and for this disturbance and the dreadful mistake, the hotel management would like to offer you another night here at no charge and free room service for the remainder of your stay. Anything you'd like, with the exception of liquor, though you are permitted a single bottle of Champagne."

"Really? How freakin cool is that?! Swap away garcon!"

After the bellpony had left, Dash sat on the bed and turned the key over in her hoof. She noticed that on the key's edge, a very tiny number was stamped. "1235" She went and got her key. It was stamped 2269. Her room number.

That's weird. 1235...

Harshwhinny got off on the 12th floor.

Dash looked at the wastepaper basket. The crumpled letters there...

...confident and self-assured...

...an amazing a flyer…

...a great spirit…

…when Spike sang the Cloudsdale anthem…wanted to crawl under the winner’s platform.

...preparing for the Equestria Games...

...bold and brave and sweet...

...are you going to be around tomorrow?

...I don’t really know-

I doubt it...

She looked at the key.

Her heart began to beat like a trip-hammer and her stomach tightened to a fist. She bolted for the door, ran down the hall to the elevator, and didn't stop pushing the down button until the door opened.

Come on, come ON!

Finally the doors slid open and she got on.

She pressed the button for the twelfth floor several times and tapped her hoof impatiently. The doors slid open. Dash took off down the hall and stopped at 1235. She knocked lightly.

"Harmony?" she spoke quietly.

No answer.

She slipped the key into the lock and turned. The lock disengaged and she turned the knob and opened the door.

The room was nice, moderate, nowhere near as palatial as Dash's though.

Lying asleep on the bed was Harmony Harshwhinny. Dash cleared her throat. No response. She went over to the left side of the bed and sat down.

Dash put her hoof on Harshwhinny's shoulder and shook it lightly. .

"Harmony? Harmony? Helloooooo?"

No response. The wastepaper basket was filled to overflowing with crumpled tissues. There among them a bright red ribbon tied into a bow caught her eye. She pulled it up and let it rest on top of the tissue pile. It was around a small gold wrapped gift box that had been torn open apparently in anger. The card taped to the outside read "For my Rainbow, with love, Harmony." She could see what looked like a pair of black silk stockings in the box. She went to retrieve it she saw something else on the floor behind the wastepaper basket. An empty pill bottle. Her heart picked up speed as she reached to pick it up. She had a hard time reading the label, her hoof was shaking so badly.

It was for sleeping pills and it had been filled yesterday.

"FUCK!"

She immediately put her head to Harshwhinny's chest. A faint heartbeat.

Patting her cheek got no response. She patted harder until she was slapping her. Harshwhinny's eyes opened to slits.

"No, don't do this, no!" Dash started to cry as she dragged Harshwhinny into the bathroom. Sitting her on the floor, she propped the blonde pony's back up against the toilet. She turned on the tap, half filled a glass with water and poured a little shampoo in. Then she started slapping Harshwinny's face again until she started mumbling. She held the glass to her lips.

"Drink this!! Please Harmony, drink this. PLEASE!!" She leaned and spoke into the blonde pony's ear, half crying. "please, oh please babe, you've got to drink this, I- I saw the stockings, they're beautiful, why didn't you tell me?" Harshwhinny's head flopped forward and Rainbow caught it and tried to pour some of the drink into her mouth. "If - if you'll drink this, I'll wear those stockings for you... I'll put on a show for you.. You have to see me - *sniff* I-I'm the b-best... We'll have awesome sex, You'll cum just watching me play with myself while wearing those stockings- I got the sweetest little cunt and it's all yours - just come on! Puh-pl-pleeeese!"

Harshwhinny eyes opened slightly more then closed.,

"No, come on, my sweet little pussy is all yours, me in those stockings, pulling them on slowly, stay with me here, come on, I need you to wake up enough to drink this, then I'm all yours babe, all yours..."

Harshwhinny's head lolled forward a little.

Dash was crying but kept talking. "No, don't give up, w-we-we're talking about my cunt! My pussy! Do you know how many ponies would give their left hoof to get at it? To just see it? But if you'll just drink this, it's all yours, I'll have your fucking name tattooed over it "Property of Harmony Harshwhinny." just please drink this. We don't have much time!! You gotta do it now!" Dash started sobbing, "Please!!, Just please!"

Harshwhinny raised her head slightly for a moment and opened her mouth. Drool came out of the corner of it.

Dash's eyes opened wider and she smiled as she poured some if the drink into her mouth. The throat constricted confirming that the pony had swallowed it.

"Yeah , that's it babe, that's it, and don't feel bad about drooling, Everypony does it when they think about my pussy." She laughed a little, causing more tears to spill from her eyes.

Harshwhinny went into a weak cough and Dash laid her down on her side. Suddenly she started to convulse and a moment later the contents of the blonde pony's stomach were all over the bathroom's tiled floor. Dash exhaled and broke down into sobs as she saw numerous whole caplets among the soapy remnants of dinner. She made sure Harshwhinny was steady on her side, ran out to grab the pill bottle and ran back to Harshwhinny. She counted the pills on the floor - 11 and a half dissolved one.

The prescription was for 30. Dash felt the hopelessness rise and incredible emotion and burst out crying. As she looked for the doctors name she saw the tiny hoofwritten note on the label:

"Owe patient 15" There had only been 15 in the bottle! Dash couldn't stop crying but she held Harshwhinny's prostrate body and kissed her continuously on the forehead. "Oh thank you pharmacy, whoever you are. oh thank Celestia!" Dash sat there with Harshwinny's head in her lap and gently caressed her mane.

"It's okay, sweetie, it's okay, your Rainbow is here and she's not going anywhere."