“Well, the place is set up and everything’s ready,” Pinkie said trotting down the stairs to Applejack, “I like your new home by the way, Apple-Dashie.”

“Now, sugarcube ya know Dashie doesn’t like that name. It’s Dash’pple.”

“Oh, shut up,” Rainbow shouted from the kitchen, “that was a joke. They’re both awful,” she said hovering into the living room wearing a yellow apron, “if you had to choose one, go with Pinkie Pie’s. Now, can I get back to cooking?”

Applejack smirked. “Don’t cha mean reheatin’? We’re havin’ apple goods from the farm and yer poppin’ ‘em in the oven.”

Pinkie didn’t say anything but smiled, looking between the two, as she stood beside Applejack.

“Well, the oven’s pretty hot and they could burn,” Rainbow said defensively.

“The oven has half a log in it, it won’t boil water before it burns out.”

Rainbow stuck her tongue out at Applejack as she turned back into the kitchen.

“Oh my gosh, this’ gonna be so much fun! I can’t wait to learn new games and have fun with my filly friends and we can stay up late telling stories and I can’t forget about the colt cuddlers, I know about them but I’ve never seen them at a party together. This’ gonna be so much fun!”

“Well, I’m glad ya got yer hopes up, but it might be a bit more relaxed. What with Fluttershy bein’ here, and this’ll be the first one since…”

“Oh,” Pinkie’s smile faded slightly, “well, do you want to talk about that tonight? I can bring it up.”

“No, don’t. We’re finally getting over it all,” she said softly looking to the couch, “what time is ‘Shy comin’ by?”

“Oh! My little Flutterpie is gonna be here after she talks with a friend about stuff. Maybe an hour,” Pinkie tapped her chin while Applejack giggled.

“‘Flutterpie’?”

“Oh yeah, um, did she mention-”

Applejack didn’t let Pinkie say another word. “Cotton candy.”

Pinkie’s eyes went wide and a grin took her face. She tittered and fell to the floor holding her sides letting a couple laughs out. “Oh-oh gosh, she told you everything?” she asked mirthfully.

“Nah, just a couple tidbits and I gotta tell ya, I can’t believe ya two did what ya did.”

“Yeah,” Rainbow shouted from the kitchen, “I thought she was gonna die a virgin. Congrats.”

Pinkie was back on her hooves in the blink of an eye. “Oh, well, s-she was…” Pinkie’s mane deflated a little, she sat down, “y-yeah, she’s happier now.”

Now, what’s gotten into Pinkie’s craw? “And as long as she’s happy, so are we. C’mon Pinkie, let’s try the couch out.”

“Oh, silly filly, you know I’m with Flutterpie.”

“What?” Applejack looked at Pinkie as she pronked to the couch. “Oh, no Pinkie, not like that,” she said blushing, “Ah meant sit on it, now that it’s clean and all.”

“Oh yeah, Flutters said it was pretty clean, but there was a stain that was tough to get out,” she giggled, “turned out Angel was using the cushion as a towel after he played in the mud! Isn’t that bunny so silly?”

“Yeah, a real hoot,” she replied with a roll of her eyes as she climbed onto the couch.

“Heya, gals,” Rainbow said as she flew into the room, apron free, and landed between Pinkie and Applejack, “so, when’s the orgy?” Applejack looked at Rainbow with a deadpan expression while Pinkie’s smile faultered. “Woah, tough crowd. So, Pinkie, where’s ‘Shy? And what’s this I heard about a new nickname for her?”

“Oh! She’s totally gonna be here in about an hour and she’s really excited, well, as excited as she can be. Her new nickity-name is, Flutterpie, because she’s my Fluttershy and I’m her Pinkie Pie.”

Rainbow burst out laughing. “Yeah, and you let her eat your pie, I heard.”

Pinkie blushed and leaned back. “Um, well-”

“Now, Rainbow, stop with that nonsense. Yer makin’ her uncomfortable. Sorry, Pinkie.”

“Oh, whoo, that was a good one. Look,” Rainbow said wrapping Pinkie with her foreleg and pulling her in close to her, “you’re lucky to have a friend as awesome as me, but ‘Shy is a real catch,” Applejack poked Rainbow and cleared her throat; trying to change the topic. “I know how much she cares about you, and if you’re doing what you’re doing, you’re helping her more than anypony ever has.”

What is Rainbow goin’ on about?

“There’s a few things I couldn’t help her with when we were in Cloudsdale and I think you’re just what she needs.”

“Um, well thanks, Dashie. I’ve got it covered like frosting on a cake,” Pinkie said unsurely as she pulled out of Rainbow’s hug.

“‘Sides, we have a huge announcement to make once this party is rollin’,” Rainbow took to the air and hovered in the middle of the room, “AJ, is it seven yet?”

“No, Dashing, it’s only six fifteen. Ya gotta wait.”

“Grugh,” she replied in a deep groan, “I hate waiting. Can’t I just tell Pinkie? She can keep a secret, right?”

Pinkie nodded quickly. “No, sorry Pinks, but we’re tellin’ all a’ya at once, then we tell everypony else.”

“OoooOooOOo,” Pinkie howled like a wolf at Rainbow, “I can keep a secret like Luna keeps the moon! C’mon, tell me AJ! I can know for a little bit, just a teensy-tiny little itty bitty bit.”

Applejack and Rainbow smirked to each other. “EE-Nope.”

“Aww,” Pinkie said falling into a lying position on the couch, “you did that joke twenty four chapters ago.”

The others looked at each other. “What?”

“Oh, nothing. I’ll wait. It’d better not take a dozen chapters or I’ll have to have a talk with the author.”

“Pinkie, you’re not making sense again.”

Applejack put a hoof to her lips and hushed Rainbow silently. “Oh, it’s okay, Honey, Pinkie’s just bein’ silly’s all. Right?”

Pinkie looked to Applejack with a forced grin. “Yuppers! That’s me, silly filly party pony extraordinaire!”

A knock at the door got their attention and a quiet sigh or relief from Pinkie.

“Davenport, Muddy! So glad ya made it, might neigborly of ya to bring some, uh, wine? Um, ya know we-”

“Oh, don’t worry, dear,” Muddy leaned in to whisper to Applejack, “it’s just grape juice in a wine bottle. No more drunk Dashie,” he winked. She smiled and nodded.

“Thanks, this wine looks mighty fine. Can’t wait to break into it.”

“Oh, none for me,” Pinkie shouted from around the couch. The door shut and the group walked into the living room again.”Heya, cuddlers. How’s it hangin?”

“Well,” Muddy started. Davenport jabbed him in the ribs to stop him.

“Everything’s fine, darling,” Davenport said in place of Muddy at a slightly more relaxed higher tone, “business is great and we’re fine and dandy like cotton candy.”

The mares giggled. The stallions shrugged.

“So, I see ya brought wine,” Rainbow asked, taking a seat next to Pinkie, “sorry, none for me. Still kinda hungover, not gonna make it worse.”

“Admirable, darling. Where’s miss Fluttershy?”

“She’ll be here soon. Pinkie, she’s coming, right? I don’t want ‘Shy to be all ‘oh no, I’m so scared and shy’, and miss out.”

“Nopers, she’ll be here. She’s been getting better, lately.”

“Dear? Why did you hesitate?” Muddy asked taking a seat on the floor next to Davenport while Applejack went to the kitchen to get drinks.

“Well,” Pinkie said as she scratched her mane, “I don’t know how to say, but she’s coming out of her shell lately,” she smiled, “and it’s super duper!”

“Jeez, one hoofing and you really ‘opened her up’,” Rainbow said before laughing.

“Oh my!” the stallions said in unison.

“You two finally…” he trailed off. Pinkie nodded slightly and looked down to her hooves. “You seem like that’s a bad thing, darling. You didn’t hurt her, did you?” he questioned intently.

“Oh, nonono, I’d never hurt my Flutterpie,” the room d’awwed.

“Then what, inquiring minds have to know!” Davenport asked, growing in excitement.

“Now, yall, if’n she ain’t ready to talk don’t make her, have some Apple juice,” she said passing out mugs and placing a pitcher in the center of the foot table.

“No, I guess I can say something. She was hurt, but, um,” she spoke quietly, “not by me.”

The others in the room looked at each other. “What the hay does that mean?” Rainbow blurted, “I thought you were her first, was she lying?”

Pinkie looked sullen before smiling and looking at Applejack. “Thanks for the juice AJ. Hey, if I drink this, am I drinking you?” she giggled.

“Oh, hey! I have a great joke for you,” Rainbow said joining the change in subject, “if I have sex with AJ on the farm, am I cumming ‘in cider’? Huh, huh?”

Laughter erupted and Pinkie felt relief as the topic changed so easily.

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“Flutters, so nice you made it,” Davenport said softly as Fluttershy entered the house.”

“I was knocking, but I didn’t want to interrupt your laughing, I’m sorry if I was too quiet.”

“Heh, here I thought she was more open,” Muddy said with a smirk.

“She is, she is! She’s totally more open,” Rainbow snickered, “and she’s filling my hole,” Applejack started to giggle, “and I’m filling her hole too!” Fluttershy blushed fiercely as Pinkie spoke.

“Um, Pinkie, I think you mean ‘void’, like we talked about.”

“Eh, hole, void, whatever! All that matters is we’re both full of my pie at the end!”

Fluttershy facehoofed as the others burst into laughter.

“Hey,” Rainbow said as she gathered her wits from laughing, “Fluttershy, you didn’t get all, ‘Fluttershy’ when we laughed.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, how am I supposed to be? I’ll try harder next time.”

“NO! I like this you, way more fun! The way you facehoofed instead of hid was awesome.”

“She’s right, sugarcube, jus’ c’mere and get a cuppa juice.”

“We’re proud you’re happy, Fluttershy, and we heard about your, ehem, ‘first time’,” Muddy said with a raise of his eyebrows twice.

Fluttershy looked shocked to Pinkie. “Y-you told them?” she whispered.

“Oh, nothing about it! Just that when Rainbow asksaid I nodded, I didn’t say anything about it, honest!”

Fluttershy looked to the others in the room with trembling wings before she sighed and stood taller, placed a hoof to her chest, took in a deep breath, then extended her hoof exhaling. “I’m better, just had a moment. So, what’s the plan this evening?”

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