Author's Notes:

Hello and welcome to the next chapter in Wonderbolt my Heart!

Now for all you dedicated readers out there who love, follow, or just read this story for passing, I have good news and bad news. Bad news is the story is almost over! just the wedding arc then it's done!

But don't lose hope for I have plans to continue it, just this is the point where my thoughts on the story ends before I had planned on making a sequel fic later. BUT! Instead I will just continue on with the same story just adding an new arc to it later! So fear not loyal subjects! For the story will continue!

I just need to write out the main points. Hope you enjoy this short quirky chapter!

One Week later...

Trixie and Spitfire sat alone in their bed late that evening. The invitation letter lay on their nightstand by Trixie. The wedding was tomorrow and it was a promising turn of events. After a quick letter to the soon to be wed couple, a letter was sent saying the Wonderbolts and Trixie were to perform at the closing ceremony.

Both mares were excited, but Trixie was beyond simple excitement. She bobbed up and down in bed thinking this was her final hurdle before things started looking up. Spitfire looked over at her mate and smiled at her new found energy.

"Wow, Trixie, I'm happy to see you so excited but we should rest for tomorrow."

"Trixie knows, she's just so excited!" the unicorn squealed slipping into her stage persona again.

"Glad you're so hyped." Spitfire said rolling over in bed.

Trixie glanced over wondering what she meant by that. "I'm what now?"

Her pegasus mate rolled back over to look at her from beneath the covers. "Hyped. I learned it from Buttercup. It means to be excited for something upcoming or... something."

"Trying to be more, 'hip' with the new generation there, love?" Trixie teased.

"Pulease! I'm so hip Buttercup would rather 'hang' with me than you!" Spitfire boasted standing in a very white gangsta style.

In that moment, Trixie felt her intelligence drop as her brain cells simultaneously committed suicide. Her horn lit up and from behind Spitfire floated a familiar suitcase. With a wide arcing swipe it hit its target with perfected precision, right on Spitfire's butt cheeks, or at least that was the plan.

Expecting this the pegasus turned just in time to catch the suitcase in her hooves. Wearing a toothy grin she held it in place and turned to gloat at her mate.

"See, hon, I learned that-" SPRIT, SPRIT, SPRIT!

Spitfire yelled in pain as she gripped her face from a sudden barrage of water on her face. A stinging sensation filled her eyes as little black specks filled her vision.

"AH! AH!! IT'S PEPPER! WHO PUTS PEPPER IN WATER!"

She then realized she let go of the inferno suitcase, all too late. A swat later she fell off the bed and onto the floor rubbing her now sore bottom tenderly. Trixie lay at the edge now, holding both the suitcase and a spray bottle, trying hard not to laugh.

"I WILL burn that suitcase one day. Just you wait." she glared a the leathery device.

"Now now, love, don't be that way." Trixie cooed to her fiery mate.

"How can I when you abuse me like this?" Spitfire argued. "My rear is still sore from the last time you assaulted me!"

The unicorn smirked as a clever idea hit her. "Then Trixie will just have to, 'erectionfiy', they situation." she said stepping down from the bed and casting a spell on herself.

"Don't you mean rectifiiiiiiiiyahh! Ah! OH! Ahhhhhh...." Spitfire clenched her butt as she felt a sudden intrusion in her rear.

She craned her neck to see Trixie mounted on her. The unicorn leaned forward saying, "Surprise!"

"You need to be careful Trixie! You could have seriously hurt me. You can't just go around shoving "it" in when you get a little horny." she scolded her. "But, I won't oppose this intrusion... this one time. Ride me love. Ride me like stallion!"

"Oh, Spitfire I like it when you talk dirty to me-"

"Momma?"

"GAH!" both mares cried out covering themselves as a Peanut popped his head from the side of the bed.

"What are you two doing?"

"Nothing sweetie!" Trixie said dispelling her 'spell'. "What are you doing here?"

"I can't sleep. Will you tuck me in?" he reached for them with his tiny arms.

Both their hearts melted at the cute sight. Spitfire picked him up and placed him in her arms cradling him. He buzzed happily nuzzling the yellow fur, it felt like a fluffy pillow. Spitfire d'awwed as she fluttered over to his room and laid him in bed across from his sister. She then pulled the blankets over him and kissed him on the forehead and Trixie did the same.

They then saw that Buttercup was laying upside down on her bed and had papers with homework on them all over the place. While Spitfire placed the young mare in her bed, Trixie gathered up all the papers and books placing them neatly on the nightstand beside the bed. Once they had finished tucking both in left leaving them to rest for the night.

Once they were gone, Buttercup opened one eye to from under her covers. Hearing them going back into their room she crept out of bed and slowly hovered to their room. She cracked the door open to see her mothers fast asleep. Satisfied she snuck back to her room where Peanut was awake siting up in bed. Slowly closing the door she crept like a ninja to his bed and from under her wing, she pulled out a large cookie hoofing it over to him.

"This'll be our little secret, OK little bro?" she asked him holding her hoof up.

The changeling hummed happily nibbling his cookie and hoof bumped hers and finished his chocolate cookie. "Mmmmhmm!" he approved finishing his cookie before bed.