Moonlight away from the city seems different, whether one looks at Luna’s moon in Equestria, or just the human moon. In the context of a trip to a cabin in the midst of a great series of woods, the moonlight is
and for Sunset and company was
the backdrop for what one might call a calm night of revelry. After the erotic adventures of all women present a sort of gathering had occurred, the entire group now outside in the chill of November enjoying the iridescent glow of a full harvest moon, with only the Dazzlings plus one standing outside the entrance to the large hot tub.

“I have traveled this world for such a very long time,” Adagio whispered, pulling herself closer to Sunset, “yet never is any sight so hauntingly lovely as an autumn's night sky…” Sunset smiled and leaned her head into Adagio’s shoulder. The stars twinkled gently across the sky, and the wind rustled the leaves with just enough sound to make a sort of evening concert, a knell of the year’s coming demise.

“I can think of at least three things more beautiful,” Sunset breathed into Adagio’s ear, causing the Siren’s cheeks to prickle with the rouge of a blush.

“You two sillys, but I gotta admit, it’s super pretty out,” Sonata said, giggling as she enjoyed a group cuddle with an obviously sleepy Aria, and a still stunned Pinkie. Strangely Pinkie had almost nothing to say, a fact that made the more devious of the foursome smile inwardly.

“Alright ya bunch’a saps, let’s enjoy this whole scene in the hot tub,” Aria said through a yawn. She departed the warm mass of cuddles and was immediately met with the cooler air. Her soreness from the exertions moments prior mixed with the lovely chill in the air making the desire to sink into hot bubbling water even sharper.

“Yeah…” whispered Pinkie, her mind still somewhat hazy from a sexual experience that would have made immortals blush, and to an extent did. With a giggle all women present rushed to the roiling tub of water where the other women were already sipping on drinks and swapping jokes.

“Howdy kids, y’all have fun?” AJ asked in an uncharacteristically suggestive tone, earning giggles from all. Rarity had even abandoned a measure of her overly prim demeanor, and had snorted at her girlfriend’s nudge at the Dazzlings.

“You have no idea AJ,” Pinkie said, embellishing the slight limp she had as she made her way to the side of the hot tub. Again all present laughed, but the laughing ceased as all four of the Dazzlings shrugged off their matching bathrobes, revealing them all to be fully nude.

Rarity and Fluttershy both squeaked, AJ found herself choking on her beer, and Rainbow simply smiled. “Looks like you’re buying first round babe,” Rainbow whispered to a still blushing Fluttershy, who simply splashed her girlfriend with the warm water.

“What? You all act as though it is somehow a faux paux to enjoy this lovely water au naturale. It’s invigorating to be nude outdoors again, especially in the water, and especially for the three of us,” Adagio explained, as all four women slowly entered the water. The warmth of the tub contrasted with the chill of the air was heaven. Amidst sexual afterglow, and the myriad positive energy only served to intensify the feeling. Pinkie had also seen fit to come to the party in her birthday suit, though this surprised few as she had often been the group nudist.

“Er, well I…” Fluttershy had been keen to respond, but then it dawned on her. “I guess there really isn’t much of a reason to wear a suit out here is there?” she questioned, and with a shrug of her shoulder began removing her ample breasts from the bikini which had restrained them.

“Fluttershy darling really!” Rarity chastised, earning a round of giggles from the blushing, not-so-aptly named woman.

“Aw shucks darlin’ they do got a point,” AJ said mirroring Fluttershy, exposing her own sunkissed chest.

“Never would’a taken you for a tanner AJ, I take it you and Miss Priss romp outside more than just a hay loft?” Aria said with her trademark smirk. The comment earned two deep red blushes from the mentioned parties, and both were seen to quickly finish their first glasses of social WD-40.

“Yes well, some of us may find watching others perform hard labor, on a farm, dirty and sweaty… exhilarating,” Rarity said, fanning her rouge cheeks with every pause. The women present, barring AJ, chuckled at the apparent fond memories of the past. AJ simply placed her trusty stetson on her Rarity’s head.

“Sugarcube I love it when ya talk, but do us both a favor and take your top off… ‘Fore ya start reminiscin’ and get all hot an’ bothered like ya do,” AJ chided, as Rarity giggled.

“Alright darling, since you asked so nicely, but I really do prefer to have a few more in before such lewd behavior,” Rarity said, reaching back to undo the strings of her rather risque purple bikini top.

“Yeah you must’a been real loaded to have given Dash that strip show babe,” AJ rolled her eyes as she spoke causing the ladies in the tub to crack up. Even Rarity giggled, though she may have started working on another drink by that point.

As the night wore on stories were swapped, drinks consumed, and general relaxation was had by all. As was often the case Sunset found herself buzzed and in the arms of her three lovers enjoying the warm water and the subtle spin the world had adopted. Some time passed, and saw several of the ladies turn in, till all that remained were the four Dazzlings, and Pinkie.

“Ya ok there Pinks? You’ve actually been kinda quiet,” Sunset asked, sliding over to the smiling pinkette.

Pinkie seemed to snap out of a slight trance and nodded. “Yep I’m fine Sunny, I guess my brains just kinda funky tonight,” she said, flashing her winning smile at her occasional lovers.

“Pinkie I love you to pieces, but girl you gotta learn to lie,” Sonata said giving Pinkie a sassy look. “Come on, we’re here to relax, ya can’t be all uptight. So spill,” Sonata’s directness earned a slightly amazed stare from Sunset. Always before Sonata had walked the fine line between her ditzy persona, and the devious mistress tactician, but the direct route had never been her forte.

“I…” Pinkie stopped for a moment, and sighed, her eyes became listless and with a shake of her head she plunged into the water. Surfacing after a moment the pink woman pushed her soaked hair out of her face. Now hair down Pinkie looked as sad as she ever had, and in a matter of moments she found herself ensnared in a group hug.

“Come now Pinkie dear, let it out,” Adagio whispered in perhaps the softest voice Sunset had ever heard.

“I...I,” Pinkie’s eyes flowed with tears, and in a heartbreaking moment she pushed her face into Adagio’s shoulder crying freely. “Lyra, and, Bon, Bon, they-they’re, they wanna take a break.” Pinkie’s voice came in choked sobs, sobs that brought Sunset to tears herself. “They’re worried, about me being all confusing, making stuff bad for them and…. and-” Pinkie couldn’t speak any more, she simply broke down, sobbing terribly into Adagio.

Adagio made a movement separating Pinkie and the others as she cradled the broken woman in her arms Adagio rocked. “Shhh, it’s ok Pinkie,” in the soft moonlight, Adagio looked like an angel, comforting another lost soul. “Let it all out Pinkie, you don’t have to try so hard dear.”

Pinkie made a pathetic noise, somewhere between a laugh and a sob, “I always have to, I’m the best at making people smile, even when it makes me sad,” Pinkie shook, the last of her sobs fading to silent, but labored breaths. “I always make stuff weird, I always end up messing up relationships, because I can’t make everyone smile… I just want everyone to be happy, I…” Pinkie was silenced from her soft tangent by Adagio lifting her chin to eye level, and giving her a deep meaningful stare.

“Pinkie Pie, I believe I see where this train of thought is headed, and I will not let you think for a moment you’re going to make things weird for us,” Adagio held up a hand as Pinkie went to protest.

“Listen Pinkie, ‘cause I don’t do sappy shit well. We’re thousand year old magical evil sea-horse monsters. You can’t possibly make our relationship weird. We love you girl, we want you to be happy, because when you’re happy we’re happy, and when you’re sad, and trust me we know, we get bummed,” Aria spoke tenderly, but with the same firm gruffness that had come to characterize her. It made Pinkie sniffle a bit, but did have the effect of stemming the flow of the tears to a point.

“Pinks… I had no idea shit had gotten weird with them, but you know we’ve been buddies since you first made me smile. I know you have trouble seeing it, but I’m not normal either, we’re all kinda weird here. We aren’t Lyra and Bonnie, and having you pop into our sexual adventures isn’t gonna make us feel differently about one and other,” Sunset leaned in, giving Pinkie a kiss on the cheek and smiling softly.

Pinkie’s smile had begun to return, very small now but definitely there. Sunset had hope that they might be able to console one of the best women in the group. “Oh Pinkie,” Sonata whispered, having remained silent this whole time everyone saw her now crying, likely as hard as Pinkie had been. “I’m so sorry,” Sonata wrapped her arms around Pinkie, splashing everyone as she pushed past Adagio.

“Wha-” Pinkie was cut off by Sonata planting a kiss on her lips. Pinkie’s eyes flew wide open, and for a few moments the famed planner of pranks and parties found herself truly dumbstruck.

As the kiss ended Sonata looked into Pinkie’s eyes, “Pinkie, I know what you’re feeling right now, probably better than you do. It hurts me to see you this way, and it hurts me more, ‘cause I almost feel like we caused this because you started acting differently afterwegotcloseand-”

“SONATA BREATHE!” All four women screamed at once, noting the shade of darker blue that Sonata had begun to turn. With a mighty breath Sonata filled her lungs and shook the dizziness from her oxygen deprived mind.

Pinkie’s smile grew wider, and she chuckled. That chuckle turned into a laugh, and the laugh turned into a chorus of laughs as Sonata gasped to refuel her lungs. “Sonata you silly, you think way too hard…” Pinkie stopped mid thought, her mind seemed to process what she’d just said, and after a moment she spoke again, “and… when you think too hard you get sad, because you’re taking it too seriously. Oooooooooooh,” Pinkie smiled softly as the whole idea washed over her.

“Pinkie, you don’t have to try and make us all smile. You do it naturally, and while we can all understand being sad about things with women being off kilter, it doesn’t mark you a failure. I’ve seen Lyra many times with a satisfied smile at that bar, Bon Bon limping around town, and I know that wasn’t just them. You made them happy, and if they need to refocus then you’ll make them happy as their friend,” Adagio gave a warm smile to Pinkie, who still seemed somewhat lost in the shock of her revelation.

“It’s kinda funny actually, I’m an old lady, and I still catch myself doing what you just did Pinkie, but sometimes you just gotta believe that you’re doing good,” Sonata smiled, and tousled Pinkie’s hair causing it to poof just a bit.

“Pinkie, if you’re worried about finding a long term relationship… Don’t, I kinda just fell into mine, and I’m happy as hell. You just need to keep doing the same, but if you wanna make us smile,” Sunset paused from her speech and shook her head “Just be Pinkie, the real Pinkie, and it’ll happen.”

Everyone had the ghosts of tears in their eyes, the moon seemed to paint them in a somber light. Pinkie especially took in the women around her, women that had become such amazing friends. The thought of their friendship, of the good times they’d had, and would have. That idea, those memories flooded her, filling her body with a lighter than air sensation. Her eyes brightened up, her smile returned to full, and in a single tug of her hair Pinkie was back.

“Alright you serious sammies, Pinkie Pie is as tired of all this sad stuff as she is of girl drama! Let’s get the heck outta this tub, go inside and party till we drop!” Pinkie’s voice had returned to its former high pitched timbre, and her infectious smile spread all around. Somewhere in the world there lay things that fed off negativity, that hungered for sadness and pain, and in the light of that moon, they would grow weaker as the ladies all spent a quiet night having just a few drinks, swapping stories and finally retiring, leaving one bedroom in the house very empty, and another very full.

In the light coming from the cabin’s window Pinkie took in the sight of the women whom had quickly cemented themselves as her best friends. In a soft, tired voice Pinkie whispered, “I love you all… So much.”

With that Pinkie passed out, very much in the cuddles of Aria and Sonata. Sonata’s eyes opened slightly, and with an imperceptible move untangled herself from the mass of cuddling arms. Her movements were silent, her steps not even causing the older wooden floors to creak as she made her way through the house, and out the front door. “Well, four hours till dawn, then a few more till these lazy-butts wake up. Just enough time to get everything prepared,” Sonata thought, setting to work unpacking a few secret pieces of luggage she’d hidden. “Dagi’s gonna love this,” she whispered unlocking two separate containers and giggling maniacally.

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Warm and soft, that was Sunset Shimmer’s entire existence, and the prevailing thought in her mind as consciousness slowly reentered it. She became aware of the fact that she was surrounded, three warm bodies all having found a way to cover her in one giant group cuddle. “Fuck Folgers, this is so the best part of waking up… Wait, three?” Sunset thought, noting the number of arms, and remembering the obvious disparity in the number of women. Cracking her eyes slightly open Sunset was greeted by Adagio laying on top of her, head nuzzled nicely into her bust, the orange haired Dazzling having taken a liking to this manner of cuddling. Aria and Pinkie held up the left and right of her body, snuggled in close, the blanket which had covered them long gone due to the sheer body temperature of all four women.

That was just it though, Sonata was nowhere to be seen. This fact alone scratched at the back of Sunset’s mind, the nagging idea that Sonata wasn’t near her, and there was something symbolic about that. Banishing the concern Sunset had to focus on a much worse nagging problem in the moment… “Uh guys… I have to pee!”

After some shaking, numerous groans, and a very close call for Sunset Shimmer’s dignity the four women found themselves half awake in the kitchen of the cabin, drawn to the room by the alluring smell of Sonata’s special cinnamon rolls. True to their noses there lay a spread of delicious sugary treats. Pecan rolls, cinnamon rolls, turnovers, and fritters of all fruit varieties.

The four women stood before the flour-covered fifth as she smiled sheepishly. “Morning lovers, sleep well?” Sonata asked, her eyes slightly red from the lack of sleep. Sunset could see plainly the effort that went into the entire spread, but even for Sonata this would have taken quite a long time to prepare this many baked goods. The energy drink cans behind her betrayed her, causing both Sunset and Adagio to point to the bedroom.

“Now Sonata you know I love it when you do this, but I really worry about your heart!” Adagio chided gently, lowering her hand and moving to put an arm around her. Pinkie beat Adagio to it, hefting Sonata onto her shoulder and laying her down on the couch nearest the kitchen.

“Adagio, ya can’t take a party girl away from the party before the guests see it. Sonata wouldn’t sleep at all up there, silly” Pinkie said giving the eldest Siren a winning smile and moving about the kitchen to finish preparations for breakfast. Pinkie made up a pot of coffee, poured it in a large carafe she produced from her hair, and began another.

So stunned was Adagio that she couldn’t have figured out something so simple about her thousand year lover she simply watched, sitting after a moment and sipping the coffee she was handed. “Well I’ll be damned Pinkie can play too,” Sunset thought, grabbing a few pastries and a small cup of juice for Sonata, whom had managed to drift off into a tiny catnap. Sunset smiled at the peace that took over Sonata’s features, it was always so lovely to watch one of her women sleep, their faces never looked so peaceful.

After ten minutes the girls above could be heard sleepily thumping down the stairs, and after some excited cheering from Rainbow and a happy “yeehaw” from Applejack, the women began to feast at the large table. All enjoying coffee, juice, lots of sugary treats, and conversation of what was to come from the day. All enjoyed the breakfast at the table, with two exceptions; Pinkie ran about freshening glasses, making up drinks and keeping plates full all while having plenty of food herself. Sunset sat with Sonata, nibbling an apple fritter and sipping a very large coffee mug, enjoying the sight of her most devious, and yet most innocent lover as she dreamed.

After an hour, maybe two, the ladies had finished breakfast, and Pinkie had assigned dish duty to Rainbow and AJ, whom grumbled only slightly about the ordeal. Pinkie took her place beside Sunset, letting out an exasperated sigh, “She’s good, honestly no way I could’a pulled off a super big breakfast spread like that by myself in a night,” Pinkie said giving Sonata a kiss on her head. Sonata gave an adorable coo, causing Sunset and Pinkie to give out a big “awwww”.

It was at this point that the girls all heard an excited gasp, and happy giggles. “Was that… Adagio?” Sunset asked , not noticing the fact that Sonata’s eyes had just flown open. Pinkie noticed as much, and had taken precaution to not be in the way of Sonata, as seconds later she bowled Sunset over as she threw herself over the arm of the sofa and off to where Adagio’s squeal had come from.

“Ow,” Sunset said raising her hand above the couch as Pinkie burst out laughing. After a few moments of gathering herself from the sudden Sonata-quake Sunset found herself in the sitting room of the cabin, a room to the side of the others that no one had really used up to now. As of now Adagio stood at the center of the room holding a large black device, it fit well in the hand, had a tank coming out the back of it, and some form of container hooked to the top.

“Oh fuck who brought Adagio’s toys?” Aria asked, her voice betrayed by a slightly fear looking at the shiny black and silver device. Sunset took a closer look at the thing realizing exactly what Adagio had, as she’d seen them in a number of martial arts magazines.

“Holy hell that’s a Paintball gun, actually that’s like 15 paintball guns, when the hell did you guys get those?” Rainbow asked in slight reverence and awe. The other women had gathered by now and most of them expressed interest in the numerous pieces of fake weaponry.

“Honestly I haven’t the foggiest where the other six came from, but these three are my babies, goodness I’ve not played with them since before the Battle of the Bands. I wonder if I still have it?” Adagio mused moving past the girls and out the front door. Outside Sonata had left a number of cans lined hanging from some kind of string on the numerous tree limbs. Adagio snickered and aimed at the cans, and with six pulls of the trigger nailed the furthest set of cans some 500 feet from the house. “Oh yes mama still has her stuff.”

Rainbow looked at Adagio slack jawed and the rest of the girls simply chuckled at the antics of it all. “You can shoot?” Rainbow asked timidly looking at Adagio in a whole new light.

“I’ve been shooting since before guns were a thing, one gets bored with just magic after a while and so I tried out the whole marksmanship thing, and found it rather to my liking,” Adagio struck a pose with the gun and gave the entire party of women her most dangerous grin. “I think we should all play a game,” she said nodding her head at Sonata, who tossed her a large mask, not unlike Aria’s welding helmet, but with more of a window from which to see.

Aria gulped, Sunset tilted her head, and the rest of the girls just backed away slowly. Adagio, without looking, pointed the gun out the door again, and fired a number of times, laughing manically as each thud of gas jettisoning a hard ball of paint was met with the hard clang of a can being struck. At this point everyone looked afraid.

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November air, crisp with autumnal chill, but Sunset really didn’t have time to think about the beauty of nature. She didn’t have time to do much of anything aside from duck behind the fallen tree she’d found for cover. Her heart raced as paint splashed off the top of the tree. Her foe was an impressive shot, and had spotted her early on in the game.

The game, as it happened was a four on four game of capture the flag. Somewhere in the forest Sonata had set up the prize, with one team acting as the defenders and the other acting as the assault force. Adagio had explained the game in those exact terms, and had dressed to the absolute nines in camouflage for the event. All of the girls had some form of camo for the excursion, and Sunset had thought she’d put hers to good use, until the animal calls started.

The first shots had whizzed past her, Sunset was quick, and responded quickly to the familiar noise of the guns actuating and tossing the balls out with great speed. Since then whoever had taken fire at her had intensified their pursuit and was tracking her like an animal. Suddenly a rustling came from the bushes beside her, Sunset thrust her gun at the bush, but lowered it quickly noting a serious looking Aria.

“Jesus fucking fuck I dunno which bitch that is but she’s a monster, she managed to get us both in here,” Aria whispered profanely, raising her gun over the bush and letting pot shots off at the direction of the shots. These were returned in kind, zipping right over the log and smacking the trees behind Aria and Sunset.

“I don’t give a fuck who it is let’s just take ‘em down,” Sunset said, rolling into the brush as shots zoomed at them from their left. Whoever this was had cornered them, and moved in such a way that she was able to fire directly at them. Sunset had expected Aria to follow her, but instead she burst over the log and took a new position, barely avoiding shot as she hit a tree for cover. Sunset immediately realized what was going on and putting on a burst of speed rushed to put distance between herself and Aria, the balls followed her, then suddenly halted, Aria had taken to rushing their opponent’s position.

A rustle of leaves a slight movement and Sunset had her. While Sunset couldn’t boast Adagio’s marksmanship, or even come close to making the shot on the sniper, she did have one massive advantage, pure speed. In a flash Sunset had closed the gap, with the first ten steps she could see the camo hat of the sniper, one shot and the hat was blown off.

Blown cleanly off the stick it had been hung on, Sunset gasped, and ducked as five shots sailed her way. “Fucking fuck!” she cursed feeling drops of paint splatter on her from their impact against the trees around her. She then heard a cry of pain, and like that Aria was out, but in the chaos Sunset made another rush, and had to stop. Twenty feet from her, pointing a scoped realistic looking rifle at her was Fluttershy. She wore a look of grim determination, and her frazzled hair made her look very much like a beast.

Sunset pivoted, dodging the shot by millimeters, and spinning around the bush that had made Flutter’s cover lowered her own gun and let a shot off, nailing the masked woman directly in the chest. “Oh my,” Fluttershy said, reaching down to touch the bright pink spot on her jacket.

“WE GOT PINNED DOWN BY SQUEAKY?” Aria screamed, earning seven shots from two separate corners of the woods. Shots which flew harmlessly far from her. Aria shrugged and flipped off the general entirety of the forest and walked over to help Fluttershy up.

“That was so fun!” Fluttershy said as the two of them left the playing area. Sunset was so stunned that she barely noticed the rustling beside her. From her right Pinkie emerged, sporting two pistol style guns and a big smile.

“You guys did a great job! I’ve been following Fluttershy since I left Dagi, but I’m glad you got her!” Pinkie whispered as a few balls flew past her poofy hair. The mask gave her the effect of looking like some kind of candy themed serial killer, and despite the adrenaline pulsing through her Sunset had to laugh. This drew three separate shots from the woods, they were pinned so far down that it was hysterical.

“Thanks Pinks, but I think we might be fucked,” Sunset said hearing the slow deliberate steps of the squad of women that had hunted them into a corner. Sunset readied herself for a good ass kicking from the barrel of a paintball gun, until she heard a fourth rustle, and screams. Adagio emerged from seemingly nowhere, holding two large guns up, in very much the same fashion of her halloween costume.

“No,” Adagio said loudly, walking through the woods, utterly exposed, shots now flying past her. “No,” she repeated lowering the guns and firing seven shots in one direction, drawing a girlish scream.

“RARES,” AJ’s voice resounded from the trees, as six more shots sounded and AJ’s voice turned to angry curses.

“No!” Adagio yelled, running up the center of the field, dodging the shots of the last, best trained shot of the opposing team. Sunset was stunned by the actions of Adagio who just stood over Rainbow now, having drawn the prismatic-haired woman out of her cover with a few well placed shots.

“Shoot me soldier girl, come on, show momma what you’ve got!” Adagio’s voice was intense as she held her guns trained on Rainbow. Rainbow shivered, looking into the predatory eyes of the most dangerous of the Siren, and with a soft sigh raised her mask, the signal of surrender. “Good girl,” Adagio whispered leaning down and kissing her deeply, before standing again to her full height and sauntering away, her back pocket holding the bright orange flag of victory…

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It took only two hours for the match to end, and after the little game Sunset found herself enjoying the warm roil of the hot tub, and a buzz from the four beers it had taken to drown out the nightmare fuel that was Adagio being Adagio. The fifth beer was helping assuage the madness as well, and closing her eyes Sunset allowed her body to relax fully.

A few feet padded on the deck to the tub and Sunset only opened her eyes when she felt the presence of two different hands on her breasts, and two different sets of lips on her cheeks. Blushing Sunset took in the sight of Aria and Sonata come to see how she was doing. “Where’s Dagi and Pinkie?” Sunset asked snaking her arms around her lovers.

“Down by the creek… Walkin’ on water,” Sonata said in a gravelly voice, causing Sunset and Aria to snort.

“They’re both having a chat inside, the rest of the gals went to pick up dinner, since they lost,” Aria explained. Both women’s hands lingered on Sunset’s breasts and truth be told it felt amazing. The bubbling warm water, the cool late afternoon air juxtaposed to the warm autumn sun, and the adrenaline-alcohol cocktail moving in her all added to the electrical arousal that coursed through her from the twin ministrations of her lovers.

“Yep, to the victors go the spoils, but since I organized the game I get the best prize of all,” Sonata growled into Sunset’s ear, causing the excitement in her core to increase.

“How about the three of us break this tub in for real hmm?” Aria whispered into Sunset’s other ear, as two left hands made their way down Sunset’s midsection to her now pulsing sex. Sunset let out a gentle moan and like that she was engaged in another sexcapade, outdoors for all of nature to see, the bubbling of the water stifling the moans only slightly.

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Pinkie couldn’t help but sweat slightly under the gaze of Adagio, despite the fact that her eyes were as soft and kind as Pinkie had ever seen. There was something to Adagio, an inherent dangerousness in every part of her, it wasn’t malevolent, and at the moment it wasn’t predatory, rather Pinkie felt it was almost a maternal energy rolling off the Siren.

“Pinkie Pie, you and I haven’t gotten to speak nearly enough about what happened last night, and I think we desperately need to,” Adagio said, rolling the glass of white wine around before sipping on it.

“O-ok Dagi, what’s up?” Pinkie asked timidly, just a bit too frazzled to know exactly how to approach the eldest Siren.

“I want you to express what it is you need, and don’t give me some half hearted explanation, you need something desperately Pinkie, but I cannot place what it is. Clearly you are not solely in need of the smiles of us, otherwise you’d be satisfied already, and more still you clearly don’t want the chains of a monogamous relationship, I see the way you carry yourself and it is not the carry of a woman in need of a single partner. So what is it?” Adagio queried placing a hand on Pinkie’s and giving a reassuring squeeze.

Pinkie’s eyes went slightly wider, and with a sigh she nodded, “I love seeing my friends smile, everybody knows that much, but I had to work really hard to get Sunny to smile. What happened from there was I kinda grew… attached to her,” Pinkie explained honestly.

“Well dear we all know you have a thing for Sunset, and she for you in a greater way than even she understands, but romance, and sexuality are something none of us have a problem sharing, what troubles you beyond this?” Adagio asked giving Pinkie a sharper look.

“Well… I just, there’s a part of me that really loved the times when it was just Sunny and me, and I kinda get scared that I’m gonna lose that closeness,” Pinkie’s voice wavered slightly and Adagio gave her hand a light squeeze.

“Pinkie, we would never take Sunny from you, we’d never consider you as inferior to what we have. You’re very special to us Pinkie, because we understand just how much you helped get Sunset to the point she’s at,” Adagio paused leaning in to kiss Pinkie gently on the cheek.

Pinkie giggled and pulled Adagio into a hug, “ I dunno Dagi, I help people, that’s Pinkie’s whole job, but now… I feel like I got nobody to help. I kinda feel like I miss having to try to make Sunny smile,” Pinkie whispered sadly.

“Oh Pinkie, I know very well your pain. It’s called listlessness, and it’s the gift we get when something we love is finally just the way we want it to be,” Adagio whispered. Pinkie was beyond shocked that Adagio was so understanding. The idea of wanting to steal away Sunset and keep her as a constant project had to have been Pinkie’s darkest thought, yet here was Adagio, completely lending her understanding and wisdom as though they were talking about a show that ended, and what to watch next.

“What should I do Dagi? Without her needing me I almost feel worthless, and it makes me sad. She deserves you, she needs you, and I’m not gonna be able to be what you guys can be, but I miss having that, so badly,” Pinkie allowed the tears to flow softly despite her smile, speaking in a full but somewhat hollow voice.

“Oh Pinkie, this is why we love you, you’re never concerned about yourself, always wanting to help. Sunset still needs all of us, but you don’t yet realize that you need something too, something that our cuddles can’t quite get you, despite how desperately Sonata would like,” Adagio rose and gathered a glass of milk and one of the treats from the morning. “Pinkie you’re always welcome to sit in my house, I consider all of you my family now, and you especially are always welcome to snuggle in with us, but I think we know you need a less complete person or people. Something you complete fully,” Adagio smiled at Pinkie, who now looked positively happy and broken at the same time.

“Dagi, I… Thank you for the advice,” Pinkie whispered hugging Adagio tightly, now unable to hold the last sobs that she’d held back from the night prior.

“I’ll do whatever I can, we’ll find you something that you complete Pinkie, in the same way that Sunset completes us, I swear it,” Adagio whispered cradling the woman as she would Sonata, Aria, or even Sunset.

Pinkie gave a happy smile and cuddled into Adagio. It felt lovely to have someone so very strong holding, protecting, snaking a hand down your pants...

"So while we find you a project to focus on, why don't we join the ladies outside in search of blinding pleasure hmm?" Adagio’s voice was husky and seductive as she gently caressed the growing moistness in Pinkie's pants.

"It would be your pleasure," Pinkie whispered in an equally husky voice, picking up the eldest Siren, and running to the hot tub, the prospect of warm bubbly pleasure fresh in her mind.

Author's Notes:

There we go folks, day one of the vacation trip, far too many references, and a wee bit of character development. As always give me a comment, let me know your thoughts, and huge props to Seventeenlies for the prodigious editing!