Sonata sighed, the snow falling heavily as she stared out the window, her phone still lit with the text message. “Hey Sonata, what’s up?” Sunset asked approaching her lover with twin mugs of hot cocoa in her hands. Sonata turned and smiled, pocketing her phone and moving to the couch to have a good comforting snuggle.

“Oh just worried about Chryssi and Fluffle, too snowy to keep the food truck out, and business has been really slow for them,” Sonata explained taking a sip of the sweet velvety deliciousness in her mug. The text had been fairly simple, “no work today,” but it said a lot to Sonata.

“Why haven’t they ever invested in a solid location? Even just working out of their house during the semester slow downs would probably work pretty well, and it’d give them a great tax break until they could move to a more solid location,” Sunset mused, considering the different loopholes one could use for zoning and food production in the city limits of Canterlot.

“Sunny,” Sonata cooed, bringing her lips to Sunset’s cheek, and whispering as she laid a soft kiss on her. “It’s not the business I’m worried about,” Sonata giggled as Sunset’s cheeks reddened ever so slightly. “I’m worried about them, business will always come, but they live for that truck,” Sonata explained, her eyes slightly foggy from something Sunset could only classify as nostalgia.

“So what, Chrysalis’ need to feed on love and adoration transferred here, but not the hive mind and thousands of loyal servants?” Sunset conjectured, wrapping her arms around Sonata as she attempted to internalize just how odd the two worlds’ convergence was.

“Something like that,” Sonata chuckled, opening her phone’s home screen and bringing up one of the many social media apps she had installed. Looking through the photos of her employer Sonata brought up one of a faraway land. Sunset had to gape at the fact that much like in the other world Chrysalis was indeed from another culture, and if the intricacy of her dress was to be believed she was very wealthy.

“Ok, please don’t tell me she attempted a coup on a head of state, and is laying low or something,” Sunset begged, looking at the photos of the young dark skinned aristocrat in a dress that would have wowed even Rarity.

“Nah, have you been like, dipping into Aria’s bad teen fiction supply?” Sonata asked, receiving a withering glare from Sunset. “She was just a rich girl from Andalusia, did the college thing and chose to stay around here with Fluffles. Her folks are where we get some of the exotic ingredients, and no they didn’t disown her at all,” Sonata explained, now running her fingers through Sunset’s hair. Sunset let out a soft groan as Sonata’s deft fingers massaged her scalp, her eyes closing at the wonderful feeling.

As Sunset sighed contentedly, her world fading around her into a warm blissful mixture of color she heard a noise. “Pbth,” Sunset’s eyes snapped open, to nothing, just her cozy living room, and the soft worried sighs of her lover. With a sudden jerk Sunset was up, sprinting to the bedroom for something. Sonata simply shrugged and began her mental preparations for the next two meals of the day.

“Hey Nata,” Aria shouted from the garage, bringing the blue skinned woman from the dancing tacos in her mind.

“Yes?” Sonata answered, rising from the couch and praying she didn’t need to go into the horrible cold of the garage.

“Dunno how to say this, but uh, your office is on our front lawn,” Aria stammered, giving a pause for her to take a long draw from her vaporizer. Sonata’s eyes widened as she ran out to the garage, passing her lover and the six large heaters pointed all around her, and pressing her face against the icy glass of the garage door window. There on her yard, clearly at a speed that only Fluffle Puff could master, was PuffleChrsy tacos. Amazingly the truck was neither flipped, nor in the ditch, rather it was parked perfectly on the front lawn.

“OHMGEE!” Sonata squealed excitedly, turning on one foot and coming face to face with her pink assistant manager.

“Pbth!” Fluffle puff raspberried, giving a happy smile at seeing one of her favorite people in the whole world. In a second she was enveloped in Sonata’s biggest hug.

“Oh Fluffle what are you doing here!?” Sonata asked letting her employer down to removed the massive fluffy coat she had on as the two walked past Aria into the warmth of the Dazzling household.

“Ok how the fuck did she do that?” Aria asked to the many tools on the walls of the garage. Receiving no answer, the young mechanic shrugged, and pulled her welding helmet back in place over her eyes, and readying her cutting torch for her own little project.

Sonata buzzed happily in the kitchen as Fluffle Puff took a seat at the bar, pounding and clapping her hands like an excited child. Both looked over as the doorbell rang, signaling Adagio to sigh, and stand from her comfortable perch in the reading room. Moving to the door Adagio opened it with flourish. As the cold air flooded in, revealing a very green looking Chrysalis. “Welcome to our humble abode dear, if you should need to befoul any more of our property the restroom is across the hall,” Adagio said nonchalantly, flashing an evil look to the open door upstairs. “Now if you’ll excuse me Sonata will be your gracious host as I have something to attend to, ta~” With that Adagio ran up the stairs, leaving a frozen, roadsick Chrysalis with her thoughts.

“I have no idea what I did in a past life to deserve thi-Hrgh!” With those words Chrysalis ran into the house, slamming two doors in record time and paying homage to the porcelain gods. Sonata and Fluffle Puff blinked a few times as the scene before them unfolded.

“Think she’s gonna hurt us with the whip or the cattle prod?” Sonata asked, turning to Fluffle.

Fluffle shrugged, but placed a pair of large batteries and a bull whip into her hair regardless. Sonata nodded at the simple motion, making note to keep Chryssi far away from Aria and Sunset’s tools.
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“So my dear Sonata, let me get this straight,” Chrysalis said, sipping on a cup of cocoa as Fluffle Puff purred against her giving a nice deep massage to the massive knots that had developed over the last hour. “Not only did Sunset Shimmer find a way to get in contact with my lovely wife, but she somehow convinced her to drag me into our only method of making money in this city, and drive it at speeds which exceed ludicrous, all so that you could… How did the text read darling?” Chrysalis asked looking to her wide eyed love.

“Pbht!”

“Ah yes, Dazzling hospitality! Well darling I had always made it a point to not overmuch associate with those in my employ,” Chrysalis said, sipping on the warm drink again and looking out to the slowing snow. “I hate to refuse such an off-” as she spoke those words Fluffle lifted her in the air and gave her the unblinking stare. In that moment Chrysalis saw all, saw the deepest parts of her lover’s soul bared before her, and to that end saw many pastel horses dancing atop rainbows.

“Pbffffft.”

“A-as I was saying, I HATE-” Chrysalis broke from the stare and turned to face a pouting Sonata. “Hate… Oh dammit all,” she lowered her head and sighed. “I would simply hate to refuse my wonderful employee’s offer of a fun night,” Chrysalis finished, flopping back onto the couch as Fluffle and Sonata gave twin gasps of happiness. As the two fled to the T.V. room Chrysalis silently bemoaned the loss of her wife pillow and tried not to think about how awkward this would be. “One day a woman has hundreds of servants, the next she has a taco truck and an insane wife, yes that will be the title of my memoirs,” Chrysalis mused, cracking a slight smile as Fluffle Puff took a bite of a cookie, one handedly slamming Sonata into the ground at whatever game they had chosen.

“A sweet idea, should you ever want to put it off broadway let me know,” Adagio practically sang as she entered the living room. Her hair was wet, and only a bathrobe covered her impressive assets.
“Ah the Dazzling matriarch Adagio, a pleasure as always,” Chrysalis hissed, giving a toothy grin to her host.

“Really Chryssi dispense with the formalities,” Adagio chuckled rolling her eyes and holding up a bottle of wine.

“An attempt to pull us into your little harem for a night? Oh Adagio such a naughty idea of hospitality have you,” Chrysalis quipped, earning a raspberry from her host as a glass filled up beside her. With a sigh Chrysalis nodded and took a sip of her wine. “So what’s the angle this time for real Adagio?” Chrysalis whispered, scooting over to allow the eldest Siren a seat.

“Well the only woman with that information is currently slightly… Unconscious. Perhaps dinner?” Adagio guessed shrugging as she poured a glass for herself and sighed contentedly. This earned a very strange stare from her guest and Adagio simple chuckled, “You act like I’m devious, Chryssi, take a load off your mind and tell Momma what’s wrong.” Adagio leaned against Chrysalis, letting her hair flow languidly over the dark skin of Chrysalis.

Chrysalis eye’s widened further at the overall relaxed demeanor of Adagio. “I have no idea what you’re working at but whatever it is I don’t like it,” Chrysalis said, sipping at her wine, and taking careful stock of the situation she was in.

“Listen, Chryssi, I know we have a colorful past, but I honestly had no plans to torment you this evening, any subversion credit can be directed upstairs,” Adagio said, giving an earnest look to the confused cook on whom she was partially perched. Chrysalis then stood, much to Adagio’s rankle.

“Well that being the case, you’ll forgive me if I excuse myself to thank my gracious host for the evening.” With that Chrysalis stormed off towards the stairs. Had she bothered to look back she’d have seen Adagio’s cat-like eyes twisting into a deviously happy crescent moon. Such was her desire to figure out what was going on that Chrysalis abandoned her usual careful practices, especially when surrounded by the Dazzlings, and ran up the stairs and into the bedchambers of her on again off again nemesis. “Alright newest Dazzling I ha- ah… Wow,” Chrysalis was rarely at a loss for words, really only when the Adagio or Sonata was involved in some plot.

“Oh, um… Hi there?” Sunset said, straining her head to see the intruder. Said intruder simply stared wide eyed, a massive rush of blood heating her cheeks as she watched Sunset Shimmer struggle against the restraints on her wrists and ankles. Totally nude, still gleaming with sweat, and hair mussed to the point of being unrecognizable from her usual appearance at the university. “So this is only a little awkward for me, but could you maybe loosen these? I sorta wanted to be a better host, before Adagio happened,” Sunset asked giving a soft chuckle.

“I-wha… ADAGIO!” Chrysalis screamed turning and storming out of the room, face practically glowing from the sight.

“Oh yeah, sure, ya know just leave the delicate maiden tied up and unable to make dinner,” Sunset called out, lying back with an aggravated sigh.

“Oh come on Sunny Bunny, it’s not all bad,” came a soft voice which chilled Sunset’s blood to ice. Over her now came the long shadow of the ever-present guest of the Dazzlings, Pinkie Pie, her fingers wrapped around a lit candle. “At least now I have a few more minutes to play frost the cookie before we have to be hosts!” Pinkie chirped excitedly dripping a long rivulet of burning wax onto Sunset’s stomach, down past her navel and so very close to her tender nethers.

“Ahn- Pinks!” Sunset gasped her body seizing against the restraints and sudden white hot stimulation of the wax, fading quickly to a dull throbbing heat. “Come on~” Sunset groaned, knowing full well where this form of torture led. “At least let a girl off a little easy! I don’t wanna be trying to cook when I have even more of a fire crotch!” Sunset groaned, her contestation turning to gentle mewls as Pinkie slid a thin feather between her folds.

“Sorry Sunny, Dagi’s orders!” Pinkie sang, her smile completely crazed as she worked. A sudden vibration on the night stand only just stopping the maniacal laugh building in her throat. “Awwww shoot,” Pinkie groaned, looking to her phone before tossing the feather to the side and blowing out her candle. “Ok Sunny, Dagi says we have to go make hosts of ourselves, so clean yourself up.” Pinkie moved close to Sunset’s ear, nipping at the tender flesh as she growled, “You naughty little slut,” and as sudden as she had appeared there, stood back, releasing the restraints, and rushing downstairs.

“Girl tries to spread just a little harmony, and she ends up with blue balls and demanded to cook… the gods have a sick sense of humor,” Sunset growled, moving to the shower to quickly scrub off the wax and stink of sex.
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Fluffle Puff purred softly, nuzzling herself against Chrysalis as the perturbed woman took long drags from a glass of wine. “Yes darling I know it’s their idea of fun, but sometimes I think you enjoy seeing me in compromising positions,” Chrysalis groaned, snuggling into the soft mane of her fluffy pink love. Fluffle Puff gave her a wide eyed smile and nodded fiercely, holding up a cell phone picture of both of them in bee costumes during the Spring Break rush in the taco truck, a firm look of indignation present on Chrysalis’ face. “Yet I am still shocked every time you pull a stunt like this, it is truly a good thing I love you,” Chrysalis growled, setting her wine glass down and wrapping Fluffle in a tight hug, earning a happy gasp from the young woman.

A few feet away Sunset, Sonata, and Pinkie all worked some magic in the kitchen. Sure Sunset was no master chef, but taking orders from the two resident masters was something she was very capable of. Sonata’s practiced hands moving knives as though they were an extension of her, Pinkie doing much the same with the mixer and ice cream machine at the same time.

“Can I interest you in anything to drink Miss Puff?” Adagio asked, refilling Chrysalis glass as she set a small assortment of hors d'oeuvres on the table before the lovers.

“NO!” screamed Sonata and Chrysalis in tandem, both pointing knives at the orange haired Siren as they shook visibly. “Fluffle Puff is not allowed to have alcohol or hair straightening products, ever!” Chrysalis whispered, eyes terrified from some unseen memory. For her part Fluffle Puff simply nodded.

“Er, quite. Perhaps a soft drink then?” Adagio tried, fetching a glass of milk for her guest, trying not to question where Chrysalis managed to pull a chef’s knife from. In no time at all a bountiful spread was laid on the kitchen table. Plenty of delicious dishes, all the closest recreation to classic Andalusian cuisine, and clearly made with love. “Goodness Sona dear I didn’t expect you to break out the saffron for just a small dinner date,” Adagio chuckled, spreading plates out as Chrysalis and Fluffle Puff joined the ladies at the table.

“Rare indeed, had I known you were so versed in dishes from my homeland I might have added them to our specialties list,” Chrysalis whispered, her mouth near to watering from the various sights and smells. Plenty of authentic restaurants existed through the city, but Chrysalis had never been one to waste her meager spare money on such frivolities since opening PuffleChrys.

“Well I’m going to go fetch Aria, you guys dig in,” Sunset said, pulling on her coat and boots as she moved out the garage door. Sonata and Pinkie simply collapsed in their respective chairs, both earning pleased looks from the other three women.

“Pbht!” Fluffle raspberried happily digging in at the spiciest dish and taking a large bite, an action which earned a number of shocked glances from all but Chrysalis. The latter simply ducked under the table as the Pink woman turned a bright red, and fire suddenly exploded from her mouth. After the brief conflagration Chrysalis rose from the table, and removed the spicy dish from Fluffle Puff, placing a more reasonable plate of shrimp and rice in its place.

“This is why we keep certain things from you darling, the world will never be ready for the reemergence of Flame-Puff destroyer of county fair food stands,” Chrysalis shuddered at the thought of the Manehatten Fair of 2013. Adagio’s eye twitched slightly, remembering the headlines from that particular incident.

“Aww it’s ok Fluffle Puff,” Sonata cooed, scratching her boss’ head, “everybody makes mistakes sometimes. Sunset says if you just try hard not to actually be evil then you’ll totally end up doing the right thing,” Sonata giggled, piling gachas and mollete on a plate and passing it to Chrysalis. In no time at all the kitchen was filled with the happy sounds of food disappearing, and for just a moment Chrysalis was reminded of her youth.

“So Chrysalis,” Adagio began, uncorking a bottle of sherry as she spoke, “I know we have a bit of a history, but I do hope you’ll not make yourself scarce. I may not have had plans tonight, but I had been meaning to speak with you about a future business proposition,” Adagio finished pouring a generous portion of the sweet dessert wine into a fresh glass for each woman, with the exception of Fluffle Puff, whom received a large milkshake instead.

“I don’t know why I’d consider it Adagio, blackmailing me all those years ago is a hard crime to forgive. Even if you do let me underpay the best chef in this town,” Chrysalis mused, her eyes growing hard at the mention of any further dealings with the queen bitch of Canterlot.

“Then maybe you’ll do business with me instead,” came the voice of Sunset Shimmer from the garage door. Chrysalis took in the current state of the latest Dazzling and chuckled.

“I had wondered if you and the other-”

“It’s Aria ya buggy bitch,”

“Grrr-ahem, yes if you and Aria were actually going to join us,” Chrysalis finished after being interrupted by Aria from the garage.

“Sorry for the little bait and switch, my idea,” Sunset said with a shrug pulling her snow and grease covered coat off and motioning for Aria to come in and do the same. “Call it a pet project, but I wanna talk business with you after dessert. No Adagio, no Sonata, just one successful entrepreneur to one aspiring business student,” Sunset explained as she washed up and moved to her seat, hand in hand with Aria.

“Hmmm, very well. I am usually loath to speak of such matters after dinner, but you’ve managed to put on an excellent show this evening, and I’d be far too much a bitch if I didn’t humor you. What’s more you’re far more qualified to talk business than your eldest lover,” CHrysalis said, smugly enjoying the twitch in Adagio’s hands as she took a sip from the Andalusian spirit.

“Would you three quit being stealthy-mean to each other? It’s making the dessert sad,” Sonata groaned, pointing to the large stack of croquettes, tortell, and Andalusian brandy ice cream. Pinkie and Fluffle were currently occupied beside the dish, whispering words of encouragement.

Chrysalis chuckled and nodded, “Very good then, I would prefer a dish inundated with love rather than petty arguments.” She then took a sip from her wine and smiled.
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“I’m being completely earnest when I say that even the best Andalusian chefs could take lessons from you Sonata, that was simply exquisite, and Miss Pie, should you ever want to expand your sweets operation I would happily sell them in my truck,” Chrysalis smiled brightly at the two blushing chefs and turned to Sunset.

“Ladies why don’t I read you a story while those two have their little business chat hmm?” Adagio offered, lifting a small book and motioning to the T.V. room. Sonata, Pinkie and Fluffle all gave happy gasps, running with a few spare desserts and sitting comfortably around Adagio, already spinning a tale of a brave paladin and the vampire he fell in love with.

“Tch, whatever I’m gonna go finish this job, don’t forget Sunny you owe me one,” Aria said, blowing her fiery headed lover a kiss as she returned to the garage.

“Alright Chrysalis, shall we?” Sunset asked motioning to the privacy of the sitting room. Chrysalis nodded, bringing the bottle of wine with her as she strode in. Once seated Sunset sighed and leaned forward. “I want you to open a brick and mortar location, and I want it to act as your secondary business location,” Sunset said plainly, causing Chrysalis to choke on her sip of sherry.

“Ga-WHAT?!” Chrysalis coughed, slamming her glass on the table and standing furiously. “Listen here you strange little harlot, I have no clue what kind of fumes you inhaled in that garage but clearly it has addled your brain if you think for a minute that I have either the funds or the interest in opening some permanent location,” Chrysalis voice grew higher as she spoke, now bending over Sunset and gripping the arms of her chair like the neck of someone she desperately wanted to kill. “What’s more, where do you get off telling me what to do with MY business, I specifically left my homeland to avoid the advisers and boards of directors, and I have no interest in buying into that bullshit here!” Chrysalis yelled, her eyes practically glowing with fury.

“Way I see it you really don’t have much of a choice, even with the little improvements Aria and I made to your truck there’s no way just the truck is going to support you fully. I’m guessing you want to get to the point where you’re completely independent of your folks for support, no?” Sunset said calmly, reaching her arm past Chrysalis’ and allowing the pure muscle on her arm to graze the older woman’s as she grabbed her glass of wine.

“So you were working on my baby, if you managed to hurt a single bolt on her then I’m going t-” Chrysalis eyes bulged as Sunset’s hand swept past her hand, swiftly placing what felt like a semi truck’s weight in pressure on a cluster of nerves on the flexing appendage. The pain was so sudden and intense that Chrysalis nearly lost her balance, only just backing up and staring into Sunset’s hard eyes.

“If a trained mechanic and eight year hobbyist can’t make mechanical improvements to a bus to give it better snow traction and less power loss between the alternator and battery pack then you’d better start changing your own oil too, because when it comes to shit that goes vroom we don’t fuck around,” Sunset chuckled reaching into the pile of books that she’d placed at her chair shortly after sending the message to Fluffle Puff. “Look I get that you have a rough time trusting people with your business, but I’ve got a vested interest in seeing you succeed. So take my advice and look over these,” Sunset said, handing Chrysalis a large folder and sitting back.

Chrysalis grumbled as she sat back down, flipping through the documents and taking note of the property details and massive price tag within. “Good part of town, plenty of business and lots of existing amenities for a restaurant. I just have to ask where you think I’m hiding seven hundred thousand dollars,” Chrysalis deadpanned shaking her head and looking up to see Sunset rolling her index finger in a circle. With an eye roll Chrysalis flipped a few more pages, her eyes sharpening at the details of the six accounts on the pages.

“You’re not the only one here with a wealthy offshore benefactor, and that capital is all mine so you can rule any favor owed to Adagio out of the equation,” Sunset said, taking in the wonderful sight of Chrysalis’ eyes bulging out of her skull as the numbers began to add up in her mind.

“You’re serious about this aren’t you?” Chrysalis asked incredulously placing the folder on the table beside her and looking Sunset square in the eyes. Receiving only a nod and a steely eyed glare. “Well it’s certainly a good start, but have you considered the need for staff, the salaries I’d have to pay out along with supplies, advertisements, and any work we’d have to do to get the establishment back in order all while I have a fairly successful truck to operate?” Chrysalis chided, chuckling at the overly ambitious girl and expecting a sudden break in her confidence.

“All accounted for on pages 45 through 60 as a three-year expense report plan. In there you’ll also see scheduling allotments for yourself, Sonata, and Fluffle Puff as well as the Linkedin profiles of recent BMT and BMA grads from Canterlot U. Bringing me into the fold as a part time advisor would ensure the bulk of the administrative work was pulled away from you, and giving me the official title of ‘Intern’ would incur federal and local tax incentives. I’ve already had the position approved through the Dean of Students as a capstone project,” Sunset explained, now leaning over the dossier and flipping to the documents she’d outlined.

Chrysalis perused the various reports, and slowly found herself considering the profit projections as more and more reasonable. “There’s an angle here,” Chrysalis mused tapping her index finger against her chin. “Spill it Sunset, I’m not going to have a business partner with secrets,” Chrysalis said, praying the request was actually something reasonable.

“Simple, that building is a defunct strip club, meaning you give Adagio and I time to do some work on it, and let her hold shows there at a schedule to be worked out between the three of us,” Sunset explained, passing photographs of the inside of the showroom of the building, and the relative state of disrepair of the stage and dining room.

Chrysalis sighed and slammed her fist against the table, “I really have no hatred for any of you with the exception of that swindling bitch,” she growled grinding her teeth together as the idea of having any money tangled up with Adagio left a familiar bad taste in her mouth.

“I’m not asking you to give her the keys to your truck, I’m just asking you to join in on a very profitable business startup to diversify both of our portfolios. Now are you gonna accept or am I gonna have to find a more willing albeit less skilled partner?” Sunset asked, her voice carrying an air of absolute finality.

Chrysalis growled and picked up the bottle of sweet wine, downing the entire thing in one go. “Ah- you’re a shrewd woman Sunset Shimmer,” she said, her vision slowly tinting around the edges as the lovely effects of the intoxicant lubricated the gears in her mind, and the stick in her ass. “Fine, I’ll agree to this, but I want you to draft up a clause that gives me the full ability to drop Adagio if I can prove she’s up to any funny business, and I demand a meeting to discuss the particulars between us,” Chrysalis said, wishing she’d brought another bottle with her.

“YES!” Sunset screamed jumping from her chair and pumping her arms before wrapping Chrysalis in a hug. “I promise you won’t regret this we’re gonna bring something amazing to this town!” Sunset laughed excitedly throwing the older woman over her shoulder, and running through the kitchen to the garage.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING” Chrysalis asked as the cold air cut through her like an unforgiving knife.

“Showing you the improvements and repairs we made ya loud gadfly,” Aria monotoned, pointing to the pristine foodtruck still jacked up and only half inside the garage.

“See we pulled the alternator out and gave it a good cleaning, Aria did maintenance on your shocks, we even put together a set of chains for the tires for days when we need to get you out to the most saturated parts of town!” Sunset gushed rushing Chrysalis around to every replaced portion of the truck.

“Sunset, I truly do appreciate you placing some investment in the business before the agreement, but I really must insist you put me down before I vomit!” Chrysalis yelled finally getting the excited woman to stop her fierce tirade.

“Sorry, I guess this is how Sonata feels when a plan comes together,” Sunset said, scratching the back of her head and chuckling. Chrysalis shook her head and prepared to head inside, praying for another bottle of wine to materialize and put her out of her business driven migraine before it formed. Before she could, however a leathery lavender hand placed a brown cylinder in her mouth.

“Smoke ‘em if you got em boss lady, only way to end a proper business deal,” Aria said tossing Sunset a copy of the same and lighting a small butane torch. In moments acrid smoke filled the garage, and Chrysalis was sitting in a lawn chair beside several heaters watching the snow fall outside the garage door.

“I swear you’re trying to get us all hooked so you have a buddy to go cheat those old guys out of money at the cigar shop,” Sunset sighed, albeit between puffs on her own cigar.

“Hey, there’s only one good way to end a business deal and that’s with a cigar and some booze. Don’t blame me I didn’t start the tradition,” Aria chuckled, passing a bottle of whiskey she kept out in the garage for purposes of internal heating to Chrysalis.

“I’ll be the last to complain,” Chrysalis said, chuckling as she took a pull from the whiskey and a puff from the cigar “Call it flying by the seat of your pants, but this is actually getting interesting,” Chrysalis thought, feeling the glorious warmth flow through her. A pair of arms wrapped around her as she passed the bottle off to Sunset.

“Pbht?” Fluffle Puff asked giving her a curious look.

“Of course we can stay over dear, I’ll be in shortly,” Chrysalis said calmly, receiving an affectionate lick before her excited lover ran back inside.