“So... pancakes?” Dash asked as she looked down at the pile of clothes laying on the floor. In all honesty, she still couldn’t understand why they were so insistent on wearing them all the time. Rainbow had been right, boobs were fun to look at, touch, and even lick, as such this all seemed more of a hassle than it was worth.

Twilight jumped down and placed a hoof on the pile of clothes. She withdrew in shock at just how soaked they were. How there wasn’t a small pool of water developing underneath she’d never know. “Why’d you ask for pancakes anyway?” Twilight asked as she caught sight of the styrofoam containers and levitated two of them up to Dash and herself. The other two she moved and placed next to the small fridge.

“Princess Pancake,” Dash said with a smile.

Twilight blushed at that, but said nothing. She jumped back onto Rainbow’s bed then used her magic to open her container and look inside. There were two plain pancakes with no butter, syrup, or anything else on them.

“I guess Twi was a little too… preoccupied to get syrup,” Twilight said with a sigh.

“I think she’s in heat,” Dash commented.

“Humans don’t go into heat, Dash.” Twilight replied.

“They’re bucking like she is,” Dash said as she managed to get her container open. Even though the smell of pancakes filled her nostrils, she found her attention turning to something else, something close by that had a very different smell. She was facing the pile of pancakes, but her eyes were focused on the towel Rainbow had used to wipe the cum off Twi’s legs off.

Her own nethers were starting to beg for attention again. Trying to distract herself from that, she forced the conversation. “Have you… found anything yet?” Dash asked as she took a small bite of the pancake. She could already tell it would be far more than she could eat right now. These pancakes were definitely made with human proportions in mind.

Twilight turned to the laptop and sighed. “I’ve done like two searches so far… they were right, they do have a lot of legends about magic, but finding anything real will be hard.”

“Can’t you use your own magic to find it?” Dash asked with a mouthful of pancake.

Twilight shook her head, “I’ve tried, but nothing has come up. If it exists, it’s too faint to detect at a distance.”

“We might really be stuck here…” Dash trailed off as that implication hit her.

“Celestia will look for us, Luna and Cadance too. They’ll figure out where we are and get us home. I just need to find some way to help them,” Twilight said as she turned back to the laptop.

Dash closed her box, her stomach full. “Until then we just mooch off ourselves?” she asked.

That caused Twilight to sigh. “We should help out however we can,” Twilight said as she turned from the laptop to the pile of clothes.

Dash laughed. “Heh heh, help.” She grinned and licked her lips, remembering the taste of something very different from the pancakes she had just consumed. Her own marehood itched to be touched again, something she had to actively fight against.

Twilight wasn’t sure what Dash was talking about and choose to ignore it for now. She jumped down and took a look at the pile of clothes. Her earlier thoughts proved prophetic as she saw a small pool of liquid forming from the water on the clothes. “I wonder…” she said aloud.

Dash rolled over on the bed and looked down. Twilight powered her horn, and a noticeable amount of heat started to come from it, something Dash felt even from how far away she was from it. “If you can dry their clothes for them, why didn’t you do it for them earlier?”

Twilight stayed where she was, “It wouldn’t have helped them. It’ll take me a while to fully dry them out,” Twilight said as she also started to levitate the clothes so they’d dry more evenly.

“I think Rarity would faint at some of those,” Dash said as she watched Twilight raise a pair of lacy black panties in front of her. While she talked, her mind went back on its own volition to the towel that was on the edge of the bed.

“You’re probably right about that,” Twilight said.

“Those have to air dry anyway,” Dash added with a blush as she realized just what Twilight was holding up.

“What do you mean?” Twilight asked, turning around.

Dash couldn’t face Twilight when she said the next part. “Well… if those are like mine, you can’t heat dry them. I went through three pairs before I figured out that you have to read the tag.”

“Wait… you have panties like this?” Twilight asked, shocked. Even she knew that mares would normally only wear clothes like this to excite a sexual partner.

“Yes, I’ve had sex before, okay?” Dash said with a huff. “We’re not all sexually repressed eggheads that refuse to admit to clopping.”

“Clopping?” Twilight asked.

“When you rub yourself to orgasm,” Dash explained with a smirk.

“I’ve never!” Twilight exclaimed.

“Sure, that’s why you’re blushing,” Rainbow Dash said, rolling her eyes. “Look, just read the tags, okay? That way you don’t ruin any of her clothes.” She rolled over so she could avoid eye contact with Twilight. It was hard to hide such a big blush with cyan fur.

“Who knew you had such clothes,” the alicorn said in jest. “Rarity?” Twilight asked.

“Rarity,” Dash confirmed. “She almost cut my wings off when I had to go back for the third pair. That’s how I know what to look for.”

“Wait… then who did you… with?”

“Nopony. He proved to be a dweeb,” Dash said with a sigh. She hadn’t bucked anypony since leaving Cloudsdale.

“Then why’d you need to wash them?” Twilight asked.

Dash rolled back over and smiled, “You really want the answer to that question?”

“No,” Twilight said, blushing. It was a blush that only increased when she held up the next piece of clothing.

“Did they… did they get us anything to drink?” Dash asked, her throat parched.

Twilight looked around the pile of clothes. The water on the floor was a no-go to say the least. Still, she saw something in the pile. Lifting up a few clothes she found four bottles of water. Twilight opened one and floated it over to Dash.

Dash took it in thanks. “You want some help with that?” she asked.

“No, I got it,” Twilight replied as she started to organize the clothes into what could be heat dried, and what needed to be hung up to air dry. All the while she kept up her heat spell on the pile that could just be dried.

Rainbow Dash huffed and turned around on the bed. Again, her eyes fell on the towel and the smell… the smell that seemed to be growing in intensity the longer she looked at it. Under the cover of a comic over her muzzle, Dash reached down with her left hind leg and started to move the towel up the bed. Each and every inch it moved closer increased the potency of the smell in her nostrils. Soon it was in her front hooves and she went to bring it up for a sniff.

“Okay! I think I’ve got these organized!” Twilight said with a smile.

No bucking way, Dash thought. She moved the comic out of the way and looked down. Sure as manure, all the clothes were nicely organized and a small heat orb was drying out those that did not need to be air dried.

“Dash what are you…” Twilight looked up at her with a puzzled expression on her face.

Thinking quickly, Dash’s eyes moved to the other thing that really needed Twilight’s help. “Is there room to put them away in her locker?” Dash asked, already knowing the answer.

“Huh, well how bad can it be?” Twilight asked as she turned around and opened the locker all the way.

It was the first time the locker had been fully opened in almost a year. A mountain of books, papers, pencils, balls, sports gear, shoes, and other assorted stuff that neither pony had any hope of identifying without a lab team fell out, almost burying the alicorn under it. “Ahh!” Twilight shouted.

“Better get to work, egghead,” Dash said with a laugh. Now that the towel was this far up, she couldn’t not do it. Her body demanded release.

“Well, it’s not going to clean itself!” Twilight said chipperly, “Although I do wish I had Spike here to make a checklist.”

Dash rolled over onto her left side. She had gone too far to stop now. She needed this more than she could ever remember needing it before. Her right hoof moved down between her lower legs, her left hoof grabbed the towel and brought it to her muzzle. She didn’t know why the smell of the girl’s cum was making her this horny, but she didn’t care either. It did, and that was enough for her.

If she had to take a guess at the reason, she’d say it was the taste. The smell reminded her of the taste, the taste of licking it off Twi’s nipple. The taste of licking it off Rainbow’s face, she loved that taste more than she loved apple cider.

Her mind stopped seeing the wall, it instead saw Twi pushing her nude form up against Rainbow. She felt her muzzle press against Twi’s breasts. She licked out, suckling on the towel like she had the girl’s nipples.

It was strange to Dash: she had never pictured herself with another mare, not like this anyway, much less a human. Yet… now that she had started, she couldn’t bring herself to stop; she didn’t want to stop. The smell caused her mind to go back to earlier that day when she had woken up on the sleeping girl’s breasts and found her muzzle pressed against Twi’s tits. When she pressed her fur against the girl’s bare skin, and when she licked her lavender fur.

Wait… no, that didn’t happen, Dash thought, shaking her head to clear that thought out of it. Her right hoof continued its work. rubbing her up and down. She closed her eyes as she pictured Twi’s fingers running along her nethers, pushing in and out of her in much the same way Rainbow did to her. A soft, muffled moan escaped her muzzle as she hit the right spot.

She pictured herself laying against Twi’s naked body, her hoof running along the girl’s bare skin, her muzzle buried between her tits. She imagined the feel of Twilight's feathers running along her own nethers.

“Dammit!” Dash shouted as she realized where her mind went.

“Dash?” Twilight said as she jumped up on the bed to see what was wrong with her friend. Her eyes widened out of shock as she saw the towel pressing against the pegasus's muzzle, her hoof buried between her legs, frantically rubbing herself off.

“You’re… you’re… YOU’RE CLOPPING!” Twilight yelled in shock.

“So what, egghead? I have needs too!” Dash growled back.

“That’s disgusting, how can you do that when I’m five hooves away‽”

“Oh don’t act like a filly, Twilight. We’re both grown mares.” Dash rolled her eyes. “Close your eyes if you mind it.”

“I… I can’t believe you’d… I… I don’t… you’d do that…” Twilight’s legendary vocabulary failed her at the shock of the sight before her. Dash’s nonchalant attitude about it didn’t help either. “You're just as bad as them!” she finally shouted.

Dash was officially mad now. More at herself and her inability to get off before Twilight noticed than actually being busted. But Twilight's attitude did nothing to help her mood. “Wrong egghead, WE’RE just like them. We’re both grown mares that have needs, that enjoy pleasure; we BOTH do.”

“I DON’T!” Twilight shouted back.

“DON’T LIE TO ME!” Rainbow Dash was furious now. “You’ve felt the same and just because you don’t clop and are a bucking egghead doesn’t mean that you don’t have needs and desires!”

Twilight’s face was beet red with anger, “Don’t do it while I’m here!” she shouted.

“I bucking don’t care if you’re here or not!” Dash replied and pulled the towel closer again.

Twilight sniffed twice, her eyes went wide as she figured out why Dash was holding the towel like she was, “Really, Dash, her juices?”

Dash stared her in the eye. “Twilight, I’m bucking horny, if you don’t like it be someplace else, but I’m going to clop until I cum.”

“But…” Twilight started.

“YOU HEARD ME,” Dash yelled before trying to calm down.

Twilight jumped off the bed and steamed. She paced around until she finally thought of something, “Fine, I’ll go use the restroom, can you be done in five minutes?” she asked through a growl.

Five seconds if you’d help, Dash thought then hit herself on the head with a hoof for even thinking it. “Yes, now leave or shut up.”

“Buck you, Dash,” Twilight growled.

“I’m trying!” Dash replied.

In her anger Twilight teleported directly into the stall she had used last time she went to the restroom. Not even checking to see if it was empty or not. She just needed to be out of this room.

Dash looked over to make sure that she was gone. When she was certain the room was empty she spread out on her back, her wings unfolded underneath her, her hind hooves spread wide. “Finally some alone time,” Dash said with a smile as her right hoof moved back to her eagerly awaiting pussy. Her left hoof picked up the towel and ran it across her chest, rubbing the scent into her fur as if it had been her and not Rainbow that Twi had rode to orgasm when she last came in.

It was all for naught. Dash tried everything she knew, every little trick she had learned over the years to get herself off quickly. Nothing worked. She’d tickle her clit with a feather, she’d push her hoof against her slit, she’d imagine herself getting ‘punished’ by Spitfire in front of all the Wonderbolts. Everything she did, everything she tried would build her up and leave her hanging at that last push.

When she tried her new fantasy, it only lead to her picturing the face Twilight had given her as she told her to buck herself. The entire thing left her frustrated, sweaty, and horny, more so than before.

She laid panting on the bed, her hoof covered in her own juices, her pussy sore by how much she had rubbed it, but there was no relief, no satisfaction, just frustration. “Dammit Twilight!” Dash shouted at the wall. The final step was unattainable. She had to cum, her body demanded it.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw something white under Rainbow’s bed. Something she saw Rainbow fish out of Twi not that long ago. “The egg,” Dash said as she jumped off the bed and dove under Rainbow’s.

There were a lot of boxes under Rainbow's bed, most of them with pictures of fake cocks on them. However, none of those were Dash’s goal, her goal was the little white egg-shaped device that Rainbow said can make a girl cum.

She picked it up in her mouth, greeted by the same taste covering it that she got from Rainbow’s face. The taste of Twi’s cum. Her instincts were to suckle on it, to enjoy it, but there was no time. She crawled out from under Rainbow’s bed and jumped back onto Twi’s. There she pulled the object out of her mouth and examined it.

“How did she turn it on?” Dash asked nopony in particular. She hadn’t seen that part but knew there had to be some way of doing it. “Too bad Twilight's not here,” Dash laughed, “she’d be able to figure it out.”

Her mind went to that conversation, Hey, Twilight, can you turn this sex toy on so I can stick it up my pussy?

Dash giggled a few times before looking back at the egg; there was a line that separated the bottom half from the top. With a shrug, she bit the top half and made to twist the bottom half off, thinking that maybe the switch was on the inside.

As soon as she twisted it, the egg started to vibrate in her mouth. “Oh,” Dash said as she dropped the egg and saw it moving on the bed. “I guess that’s how you do it.”

Dash picked it up in her hooves and lay on her back, the egg was vibrating a lot as she held it. “Well, if Twi can do it, I can,” she said cockily as she positioned the pointy end directly at her entrance and pushed in.

While her hoof got it in her, the vibrations kept forcing it back out. Dash frowned and stretched a wing, using her feathers she pushed it as far in as it could go. There was an issue though, when Rainbow had inserted the egg into Twi, she did so at the lowest setting. When Dash used the egg, she did so at the highest setting.

“Oh BUCK!” Dash cried out. The feeling was new, but, oh, so fantastic. It felt as good as if she were getting fucked and licked simultaneously

The mechanical precision of the egg couldn’t be slowed. It continued vibrating and pulsating in Dash’s love canal. Its shape pressed right up against her g-spot, and its motor kept it stimulating all the right places.

Dash didn’t lie: she’s had sex before, but only once, and it was years ago. This experience… this was not like that at all. Her first time had been quick and disappointing, as her partner was a virgin as well. The egg had no such intimacy problems—it kept pulsing and vibrating inside her.

Dash felt her flank raise up off the bed. She felt her hoof press down on her clit, stroking it for even more pleasure. The towel was forgotten and unnecessary now. The mechanical egg was all she needed.

Even still, her mind couldn’t help but imagine that it was Twi’s fingers and not the egg inside of her. She closed her eyes, picturing the girl pounding her pussy with those hands, running her fingers over her stomach as she kept up the work on her nethers. She imagined her horn bucking into her for all her worth.

“Twi… Twi… Twilight!” Rainbow Dash screamed as she came harder than she could ever remember.

“D...D...Dash?!”

Dash stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes meeting Twilight’s, who seemed to have just teleported back a second ago. Based on the deep blush on her fur, she had heard her.

“Uh, you didn’t hear anything, did you?” Dash asked.

“WHAT? Noooooo! Why would I have seen tha—Nope! And I definitely didn't hear you sa—Nothing! Absolutely nothing! Because you didn't say anything! I mean, not that I would know that you didn't say anything! Because I wasn't here to hear you not say it! Ha! I said ‘hear’ and ‘here’! Isn't that funny? Welp! I’m gonna go finish putting up their laundry!” Twilight rapidly said, trying to play off everything she had heard.

“Oh, that’s gooo… Oh Celestia...“ Dash said as she felt the egg continue its work. “Shoot, shoot. shoot…” she repeated as she tried to reach down, now aware of a small problem with her epic plan.

“What’s wrong?” Twilight asked, the blush remained but there was concern now, concern over Dash’s obvious discomfort.

Dash pushed a hoof against her stomach, trying to make the egg slide out. It went nowhere, it kept pulsing along, driving her up a new hill of pleasure.

“Dash... are you okay?” Twilight asked, more than concerned now.

“I can’t get it out!” Dash cried after even trying to dig it out with her wingtip failed.

“Get what out?” Twilight asked, her eyes wide as she saw Dash push her wingtips against her soaking wet cunt.

“THE EGG!” Dash screamed as she came again.

“You… YOU WENT UNDER THE BED!?” Twilight said in disbelief.

“Yes,” Dash moaned through the wave of pleasure.

“I told you to not do that!” Twilight said.

“Yes, Mom! Now HELP ME!” Dash cried out.

The blush on Twilight's face was in danger of becoming permanent as she watched her friend suffer under the effects of orgasm after orgasm. “I… I…”

“Oh BUCK TWILIGHT, hurry up!” Dash screamed louder.

As the feelings started to become something other than pleasure, Dash turned and whimpered, “...Please…”

Twilight hesitated. She could use her magic, sure… but she just couldn’t bring herself to it. Her magic was an extension of her, it was basically grabbing into Dash’s pussy plainly with her hoof. On the other hoof, she had to, she was a friend suffering.

When Dash cried out one more time, in pain this time than pleasure, Twilight’s mind was made up for her. Regardless how embarrassing the situation might be, she couldn’t let a friend suffer like this. She powered up her horn and focused it on the one thing she never imagined in a million years she’d have to focus it on: Rainbow Dash’s pussy.

While the egg moved with unfeeling mechanical precision, it was just that. When Dash felt the trail of magic reach into her, that was anything but mechanical. She felt the heat coming from the magic, the power in it, the… the Twilight in it.

The magic grabbed the egg and slowly pulled it out, massaging her walls in all the right ways. Enough to bring Dash to an even stronger orgasm.

“Oh, YES, Twilight!” Dash shouted as the egg left her in Twilight’s magic, followed by a huge spurt of her marecum. This time it was not painful. It was more of the true relief she had needed all along.

Twilight dropped the egg in surprise as Dash came. She saw her pussy convulsing and releasing her juices. Somehow, she knew that it was because of her magic. And somehow, despite of the embarrassment she should feel, she felt pride in that. It felt good to be able to make Dash cum.

What Dash did next surprised the both of them, she reached up and wrapped Twilight in her hooves, hugging her for all her worth. “Thank you.”

To her surprise, Twilight returned the hug, but with a big blush upon her cheeks. “You going to stay out from under the bed?” Twilight asked with a giggle.

“Yes, pinkie promise,” Dash replied with a chuckle in her throat. As long as your magic is around, no problem, she added in her mind.

They pulled apart, staring at each other.

“I… em… I’m going to go back to the locker,” Twilight said awkwardly as she jumped down from the bed.

Dash had no choice but to let her go, but the sight she caught was more than worth it. As Twilight walked over to the locker, her tail shifting from side to side, revealing her own glistening marehood. It was enough to drive Dash crazy, but she had no idea if it was on purpose or not.

“Yeah… ehh.. I’ll just clean up here,” Dash said as she tore her eyes away from the alicorn’s flank. She looked at the small mess she had made on the bed. With a shrug she grabbed the towel and started to clean up the sheets as best as she could. Does… does Twilight’s smell like this towel? she asked herself.

She suspected the answer was a resounding yes.

Dash picked up the egg in the towel and turned it back off. She did her best to clean it off and then tossed it back under Rainbow’s bed. It was more than her human self did so she didn’t feel that bad about it. She did feel bad about the comic though, but she didn’t know how to ask Twilight if she knew how to clean it, so she just had to hope that Rainbow wouldn’t notice or care.

Every few minutes, she’d find her eyes drawn to the alicorn working on cleaning up the locker. Once, just once, Dash thought that she caught Twilight's eyes looking back, but in the blink of an eye it was gone.

“Hey… Dash?” Twilight asked after what felt like forever of an awkward silence,

“Yeah?” Dash answered back.

“You… you said you’d help your friends with their heat?”

“Well, I am the element of loyalty after all,” Dash said with a little pride.

“Who… who have you helped?” Twilight asked. She didn’t really want to know the answer, but she couldn’t stop herself from asking the question.

“Well… nopony, but that’s only because they didn’t ask,” Dash said with a blush.

Twilight released the breath she wasn’t even aware of holding. Somehow it made her relieved that Dash had not helped any other mare yet. At the same time she asked herself why this was important, and an even tinier, but no less curious part, wanted to ask if she would help her.

“Why do you ask?” Dash questioned.

“No… no reason,” Twilight said with a blush as she went back to the locker.

“Twilight, is your cycle coming?” Dash questioned.

“No, not for another week or two at least,” Twilight said.

“That soon?” Dash asked with a raised eyebrow.

“We’ll be back by then,” Twilight said with more confidence than she felt.

“What if time moves faster here or something?” Dash questioned. “Two weeks there might not be two weeks here.”

“What in Equestria would make you think that?”

“I don’t know, they seem older than us.”

“So?”

“Hey, the egghead stuff is yours to figure out. I was just saying.”

“Even if that were the case, Dash, time would only be different for an outside observer, not us. It’s doubtful it would affect our cycles.”

“Whatever,” Rainbow Dash replied with a huff as she picked the comic back up and opened it.

While her eyes took in the next three panels of the comic, her mind did not pick up on any of them. The silence in the room became all-consuming, the small sounds the pages made as she flipped them, the sounds of Twilight putting away Rainbow’s clothes, all of it simply aggravated her condition. “Twilight?” Dash asked as she gave up.

“Yeah?” Twilight replied as she hung the last of the clothes up in a locker that was now the epitome of organization.

“You… you were lying before, right?”

“About what?”

“That you’ve never clopped,” Dash replied.

“No, Dash, I was not,” Twilight replied with a deadpan tone in her voice.

“For… for real?”

“Yes, Dash, for real.”

“But… but how do you deal with your cycle then?”

“I have Spike help me.”

Dash’s jaw dropped. “What, exactly, does he do to help?” Her mind went somewhere that she knew could not be true.

“Well, sometimes he simply helps me by doing everything and keeping everypony away from me. He also goes to Zecora for some of her teas. They’re utterly relaxing, trust me.”

“Oh, okay,” Dash seemly relaxed a bit. “You know that it’s better to release it, right?”

“I can’t,” Twilight muttered.

“Why?” Dash was curious now.

“I’m a princess!” Twilight glared at her.

“So?” Dash laughed. “I bet a hundred bits that Celestia and Luna are clopping while they’re in their heat cycle too. Or that they do even nastier things!”

“Dash!” Twilight yelled. She didn’t want to hear any such rumors about her former teacher.

“I’m just trying to open your eyes, egghead,” Dash replied softly as she jumped from the bed, approaching the alicorn. “If you take care of your needs you are simply more relaxed, calm, and can concentrate on other things despite going crazy for a few days. You have to open yourself to it and try it.”

Twilight looked back and saw Dash walking to her—she turned back and faced the closet. “It’s… it’s not that big of a deal, I’m fine…” the alicorn mumbled.

“Stop lying to me, Twilight,” Dash whispered as she reached her, and pulled her in a winged hug. ”If you were fine, you wouldn’t be so freaked out about Twi and Rainbow.”

Twilight stiffened up and blushed; her body was unable to move, and her mind went blank. “I… I don’t even know how…” she said.

“You’re… you’re serious?” Dash said as she pulled back and looked her friend in the eyes.

“Yes, I don’t have any clue about it,” Twilight admitted. “I think that’s why I freaked out when you… you know.”

Dash looked at her, thinking. But sadly, her muzzle didn’t agree with her brain and simply started talking. “Want me to help you? Show you how it’s done?” she asked before smashing her hoof against her head at what she just said.

“You’re going to teach me something?” Twilight said in surprise, more at the novelty of being taught something by Dash than what would actually be taught.

“If you want, egghead,” Dash replied with a blush.

“I’m sure I can find some flashcards in Twi’s locker!” Twilight said chipperly as she finished putting Rainbow’s clothes away and went to explore Twi’s locker for some flashcards.

“Twilight, stop!” Dash groaned. “You can’t learn that by cards or books, you have to do it! And yes, I mean actually clopping,” she added with a smirk.

“Oh… I… is this really something I need to know? I mean... “ Twilight said, blushing as it started to dawn on her what they were really talking about.

“Yes, egghead, it’s important, and it’s something you should have been doing long before now,” Dash said, refusing to believe it, though now that the conversation had gone in this direction, she truly believed in what she said. This was important, something she could help Twilight with. She owed her that much after Twilight helped her pass the Wonderbolt’s reserve exam.

“How are you going to teach me then?” Twilight asked

Dash smiled what she thought was a warm smile. “Lie down on the bed.”

“Dash?” Twilight said with a raised eyebrow.

“You just gotta do what I say, Twilight. Now go lie down on the bed, on your back. Trust me.”

Twilight hesitated for several seconds before walking to Rainbow’s bed and jumping onto it and lying on her back. On instinct, she placed her tail between her legs and closed them, blushing furiously. Dash thought she made out a certain wetness on her marehood before that, but that could’ve been her imagination.

The pegasus looked her friend over once. She saw the nervousness in Twilight, the twitchy legs, the way she was covering herself, embarrassed to even be doing this. The pegasus let out a sigh and turned back to the closet looking for something that might help.

She found it quickly enough. Dash pulled out a very familiar shirt to both of them, the same shirt that Rainbow wore to bed last night. “Dash, what are you doing with that?” Twilight asked, confused.

“For this to work you have to be relaxed, egghead. This… this might help you do just that.” Dash presented the shirt to Twilight.

“How will that shirt help me relax?” Twilight asked.

“Were you relaxed last night?” Dash responded.

“Not really… well… a little,” Twilight reluctantly admitted.

“Then this might help you relive that,” Dash said.

Twilight hesitated before taking the shirt and sniffed it a bit. It was faint, hidden by the scent of whatever soap they had washed it in, but her senses could still smell it; it smelled just like Rainbow did last night, and indeed, it relaxed her. Some part of her mind couldn’t help but wonder if Dash would smell the same.

Dash smiled as she watched the subtle change in the alicorn: Her limbs were less stiff, her tail was a little more laid back than before. “Now close your eyes and think of something fun you like doing, not exciting, but something that gives you pleasure to do.”

“Oh, like reshelving the library?”

It took considerable restraint on the pegasus’s part not to facehoof at that. “Yes… like reshelving the library…” she grunted.

It took a minute but soon a smile appeared on the alicorn’s lavender muzzle. Her limbs slackened as she lay on her back, her tail all the way down, her back hooves no longer pushing together.

Dash saw it now. She hadn't imagined it: Twilight’s nethers were already getting wet. Did she think about me or just of Rainbow? she thought, surprised that the thoughts of her human self turning Twilight on had somehow hurt her.

“Now… take a feather, and lightly run it along your stomach,” Dash said, doing her best to bite back the pain in her chest from the uncomfortable thoughts of jealousy plaguing her.

“Like this?” Twilight questioned as she practicaly rammed her primaries from her right wing against her chest.

“No, lightly,” Dash replied.

“Like this?” Twilight asked again as she repeated the same motion.

“Lightly,” Dash said again.

“What do you mean lightly‽” Twilight sounded frustrated now.

Dash sighed and unfolded her own right wing, skimming one of her primaries lightly over Twilight’s stomach before she could stop herself. “Like this, egghead.”

A tingle of pleasure ran through Twilight's chest and up to her head, only ending when it found its way out of her muzzle. “Wow…” the alicorn said in shock as she opened her eyes. It felt like a tickle, but in a different way. It felt almost like when she stepped into a hot, steamy shower with its moisture running down her fur, relaxing her. It felt… good. “How did you do that?” she asked again.

Dash blushed at the sight of her, then said, “Well… it’s umh, like this,” Dash said as she repeated the action. This time with greater care than before, and much slower.

Twilight watched wide-eyed as the feather ran back over her chest. It moved slowly, the tip of it touching each strand of fur one at a time, almost like each hair of her coat deserved its own extra special attention. Her body magnified each touch to a thousand times in her mind. The tip of Dash’s feather was like a lightning rod that brought out feelings she had never imagined before.

Now that she could see it, her world became a sensation. Her mind was the tip of her fur, aching for the feather’s caress. Twilight felt the anticipation of every area the feather was about to touch, the joy of every area it did touch, the satisfaction of every area that was touched, and the longing of every area that it would never touch. She wanted the feather to pass over her whole body, yet… yet one area was crying out for it more than any other. She wanted, needed it to move down, to move down between her hind legs.

Just as it looked like that need would be a reality, the feather was pulled back. “That’s what I meant by lighty,” Dash stated. “You… you should try it.”

Twilight held up her own feather again; it looked insultingly insignificant for the task. It wasn’t as well cared for, and it wasn’t as long, and most damning of all, it wasn’t blue. It seemed wrong, like there was just no way it could do it, no way she could reproduce that effect with such a bad feather. She needed the good feather back.

She slowly started to copy Dash’s movement and cooed softly. It was good, but at the same time it wasn’t Dash’s feather. She slowly ran it along for some moments before Dash sighed.

“You’re still losing it. Here… watch again,” Dash said before her own feather replaced Twilight’s once more.

“Oh, yes…” Twilight softly moaned and Dash felt herself blushing, but at the same time she was happy that she caused this in Twilight.

Dash continued for a few moments, noticing that Twilight was dripping wet by then. Before she could even stop herself, her wing made it’s way between Twilight’s legs and right over her nethers. With a smile, Dash gently stroke Twilight’s clit with her feather, eliciting a scream of pleasure.

“Don’t stop!” Twilight moaned.

Despite what her head told her, Dash continued, softly massaging Twilight’s clit and her labia, drawing out louder moans from moment to moment. The muffled screams Twilight let out were like music to Dash’s ears. She reveled in that look, loving the emotions she was causing in the alicorn.

“Now,” she whispered softly, “run your hoof along your lower stomach.”

“Like… like this?” Twilight asked as she softly placed a hoof directly on her belly, inches above Dash’s feather.

“Yes, like that. Now run it across in small circles, softly. Press it over anywhere that feels good.”

Dash watched as the alicorn did as instructed. Still, there was something off about her movements—they were too mechanical, too emotionless. She wasn’t putting it places that felt good, just places she thought Dash would want to see her put it.

With a sigh, she moved her feather slightly up and directly in front of the hoof. Twilight stopped as she felt the feather switch position, “Let’s call this, follow the leader,” Dash said with a smirk as she started to move her feather along Twilight’s lower belly.

The alicorn was an attentive student; she learned quickly. Her hoof followed Dash’s feather. She felt herself run her hoof along her nipples, lightly circling them several times as Dash led her from one to the other and back.

It felt amazing, so much so that she didn’t even question it when the feather led her hoof to her marehood. She brushed up against her labia. Her hooves pressing on her engorged lips as the feather lightly tickled where she ought to go next.

Twilight’s journey came to an end when she hit the bottom of her slit. Her eyes widened in surprise at how wet her hoof had gotten, did.. did I pee? she asked herself.

If she had, Dash didn’t seem to care. The feather reappeared at the top of her slit, indicating that she was to bring her hoof up. Twilight did just that, responding with a coo from her muzzle as she felt herself rubbing her labia harder than before.

The feather disappeared and reappeared directly at the bottom. Twilight smiled as she felt it; she knew what to do now. Her hoof moved to the bottom of her slit, then back up, then back down, all without having to be told.

The lavender mare experimented; each time she’d vary the amount of pressure she’d place on herself. Little moans of pleasure escaped her lips as she did so, including one that was actually a word.

“Dash...”

Dash blinked three times, the word was low, barely at the edge of her hearing, but she swore that she heard it all the same. With a smile she placed her feather on Twilight’s clit, now protruding enough to be visible. “Right here,” she whispered.

Twilight's hoof followed, and she started to lightly rub her love button with her wet appendage, smiling and sighing as she felt a new wave of pleasure wash over her.

“Stay there,” Dash whispered again as she placed her feather back on Twilight’s slit. With little rubs up and down, she stroked the mare’s engorged lips with the tips. Her eyes widened as she saw the look on Twilight’s face contort. Her lips opened up and another moan left her muzzle as she kept her eyes closed.

Dash felt daring enough to go further as she positioned her wingtip directly at Twilight’s opening and pushed in just a bit.

Twilight’s back arched up and her eyes went wide as she felt it. For the first time in her life she felt something enter her, something penetrating her. Every ridge, every tickle, every touch of Dash’s feather was like nothing she had ever felt before.

Her eyes popped open at that feeling.

Her mind recoiled at the sight before her. She was fine with being touched, but this… this was just too much for her to take. The sight of Dash’s feather pushing into her, halfway buried in her vagina snapped her away from her fantasy and sent her crashing back to the real world.

“What are you doing‽” she yelled. Just like that, reality came crashing back down on Dash too.

Dash stopped dead in her tracks. She stood at the side of the bed, still as the dead of night. There was no denying the reality of her predicament. Her primary feather was half in Twilight’s slit. “I… I…” she mumbled.

Twilight kicked the wingtip with her left hoof. Causing a small amount of pain to Dash and forcing the feather out of her all at the same time. “You, you were sticking your feathers in me!”

“I was just trying to show you how it’s done,” Dash said, her brain pondering for something to grasp onto.

The alicon grabbed the nearest object and tried to cover herself. unfortunately the nearest object proved to be Rainbow’s shirt. “You… you were trying to…” Her mind started to attach words to Dash’s actions, words she never thought she’d use in her life.

“You were doing it wrong! I only wanted to help you!” Dash couldn’t hold her own anger back anymore.

Twilight glared at her with a look that could spoil milk. “There’s something seriously wrong with you.”

It was her tone of voice that hurt the most. “Me? You’re the one that can’t clop!” Dash yelled defensively.

“That’s what this was about, what it was really about, wasn’t it? You just wanted a fantasy to clop to.” Twilight accused.

“What? No!” Dash contested Twilight's words, her face reddening in frustration.

“You’re sick, Rainbow Dash.” Twilight stated coldly in a judgmental tone.

“Buck you, Sparkles!” Dash reflexively cursed back in retort.

Twilight looked at her with a look one reserves for a pile of excrement they pass on the ground. “Never touch me again,” Twilight said with a serious expression on her face.

“Trust me, I wouldn’t want too!” Rainbow Dash said back before flying to the other bed, she pulled up the sheets and rolled over, burying her face in the comic as she did so.

Neither mare knew it, or at least would admit to it, but they were both crying inside at those words.

Dash stared at the page of her comic. She’d read the frame, looked at the speech bubbles, but her mind wasn’t in it. She was raging internally, imagining herself ripping up the comic, throwing things, and shouting her head off. She refused to express her feelings though, for to show any emotion would be to admit that Twilight had won, that what she said had gotten to her. Twilight getting under her skin was something Dash would never admit to in a million and one years.

Without realizing, her eyes started to water. Her hoof grabbed the towel to wipe the tears from her eyes.

No... she thought as soon as she saw what she was about to do. Her nose filled to the brim with the scent left on it, the scent of Twi’s juices that still permeated the towel.

Dash tossed it to the end of the bed with a hoof. Angry at such a thing right now, and yet… and yet she could still smell it. She could smell it like it was on her, like it was dripping off her fur.

Her eyes started to look herself over, seeing if there was a wet spot somewhere, or something else that was causing her to smell it. She found a wet spot, just not where she expected.

Her feather was still wet, coated with Twilight’s juices. The tears stopped and her mind went blank at what she saw. The feather moved on it’s own, closer and closer to her muzzle. it smelled just like the towel. She couldn’t help herself, she just had to know if it tasted the same.

As the feather moved closer, Dash stuck her tongue out.

Twilight pulled the covers up over her body; she felt violated in a way she had never known before. She felt abused, used, betrayed, and really damn horny. Her body ached for the feel of it again, for that same touch. Something lower, inside of her burned, almost like an itch that she needed to scratch.

What did you do to me! she glared at Dash. She only ever felt this way in her heat cycle. This… this was intolerable. Dash had made her feel worse. Her mind instinctively threw up a magic barrier separating the two halves of the room as she grunted and rolled over to her right. She couldn’t bring herself to look at the pegasus, much less talk to her, and she certainly didn’t want her touching her if she fell asleep.

Even still, that itch wouldn’t go away.

Twilight started to count backwards through all the books that were in her library, a little trick that helped her get over a particularly bad day back in Ponyville. Eight hundred sixty-three, eight hundred sixty-two, eight hundred sixty-one, eigh-ahh. Her eyes went wide as she looked down and saw her hoof playing over the same patterns on her stomach that Dash had shown her.

Twilight forced her hooves under her pillow and screamed in her mind, What the buck! she raged internally before a thought came to mind. I’ll just cast a sleep spell, she thought. With a smile she reinforced the barrier protecting her and cast the spell on herself. Nothing too powerful, but something just to help her through this unbearable itch.

The alicorn awoke to the sound of something hard hitting the spell. Blinking her eyes open she saw Rainbow Dash flying against the barrier as fast as she could. After the third time it shattered, it’s power having faded while she slept.

The pegasus glared at her with a look that could kill as she made for the window. “I don’t care if I get busted, anything would be better than being trapped in here with you for another second!” The tearstains on her muzzle told Twilight that while she had been asleep, Dash had been up, crying.

Before she could fly out, the door burst open and Twi stormed in. “DO YOU TWO HAVE ANY IDEA HOW LOUD YOU’RE BEING?! I could nearly hear you two in my class!”

Both mares just stared at her, dumbstruck. Twi had always been a little too pale, but now it looked like she had gotten too much sun in one serving. Her face was red from shouting at them. Her chest heaved with sweat glistening off it. Forced to wear the tube top all day, the skin on Twi’s shoulders, back, and neck was red, almost burned.

The girl placed her fingers against her nose. “Dash, get away from the window.”

To Twilight’s surprise, Dash flew straight to Twi without hesitation, hugging her. “What’s wrong?” Twi asked after seeing the ponies’ expressions.

Twilight placed her muzzle back on the bed. She couldn’t bring herself to say it. For Dash’s part, she just held Twi tighter.

“Did you two get into a fight?” Twi asked as she squeezed the pegasus tighter in her grip.

“Yes,” Dash managed to say.

“That bad huh?” Twi asked as she sat down on her bed with the pegasus still in her arms.

Dash only nodded, trying everything to hold her tears back as she was cuddled by Twi. It warmed her utterly and she couldn’t do anything but cuddle back.

“You want to tell me about it?” Twi asked.

Dash just shook her head no.

“Twilight?”

“It was… it wasn’t the sort of thing we can talk about,” Twilight replied, embarrassed with herself more than anything else right now. What happened hadn’t been that bad after all, but what was said, was.

Twi could feel that they were shocked and more, so she simply cuddled Dash tighter. Dash lost herself in the warmth and soon smelled something else again. The same smell she had earlier that day and on the towel. Twi smelled of lust and need.

“Twilight, say you're sorry,” Twi said out of the blue.

“What?” Twilight said.

“Say you’re sorry.”

“For what?” Twilight replied, defensively. There was nothing she was guilty of.

“For fighting with your friend.”

Twilight’s jaw dropped. She was guilty of that. As much as it hadn't been her fault, she hated fighting with Dash like this. The alicorn stood up on the bed, looked down and sighed. She looked up at the human version of herself, still pressing her friend to her chest while she did her best not to cry. “I’m sorry Rainbow Dash.”

Dash looked up, seeing Twi nod. “Yeah, I’m sorry too.”

Twi in the meanwhile sniffed at Dash’s coat. She would recognize that smell anywhere, the fact it was coming from the pegasus surprised her. Dash’s fur was still slightly wet on the lower parts and the rest simply smelled of lust. It was a scent she knew from Rainbow and it drove her wild. That smell triggered something in her brain, and she started to rub her thighs together unconsciously.

Dash was the first one to realize what was going on, “Are you…?” she asked. For the first time since Twi came in, she really took note of her situation. It was obvious that the girl had gotten a lot more sun than she would normally have, but her body had other signs showing as well. Her nipples were hard as diamonds, her chest heaved out against the tube shirt, and the smell on her was ten times more potent than the towel could ever hope to be.

Twi placed the pegasus on the bed, “Sorry,” she said with a blush causing her red cheeks to go even redder.

“It’s okay,” Dash said with a smile before she got an awful idea, a wickedly awful idea. It would not only help Twi, but might get Twilight back for what she said. “Want help?”

“DASH!” Twilight yelled from Rainbow’s bed.

“Element of loyalty, egghead. She’s a friend in need and I can help. Just like I tried to do with you,” Dash growled, letting the implications of her words hang in the air.

“Really?” Twi asked with a disbelieving look on her face. In her current state, she would take whatever help she could get. The day had been one full of lustful looks and catcalls, all of which had a very unexpected effect on the girl.

“Yeah, really,” Dash smiled.

Even still, Twi looked over at her other self. Twilight’s face had a look of utter disbelief on her muzzle. But in the end, even she couldn’t deny the look of need on the girl’s face. Although her only reply was to turn around and face the wall.

“Hey, eyes over here, egghead,” Dash said and Twi turned back to her. “You want it, I say I’m okay with it. Besides, I want it too,” the cyan pegasus chuckled weakly.

Twi pulled off her shirt as fast as she could. It stank and was starting to chafe against her stiff nipples. Her body tingled with excitement and desire, but she was unsure where they would even begin.

Dash looked excited as Twi undressed in front of her, her tail twitching fast. As soon as the girl was topless, Dash softly rubbed against her skin before giving one of her nipples a slight lick.

Twi shivered at that feeling and clutched the pegasus to her. Every time Dash would lick at her nipple she tightened her grip, pulling her closer and closer to her body. Soon Dash’s hind legs were straddling her right leg, she felt it then, the pegasus’s nethers were wet with her own moisture.

Dash felt it too; she looked up and winked before attaching her lips to Twi’s nipple, suckling on it just as she was shown earlier that day. The pegasus loved the taste; it wasn’t the same as Twi’s juices, but her natural sweat had it’s own tangy flavor that she liked almost as much.

That wink was all the invitation Twi needed. The girl moved her hand along Dash’s flank. Lightly pressing her fingers against the mare’s cutie mark. Knowing what Rainbow liked, Twi applied those lessons here in hopes that Dash would be the same. She lightly rubbed her fingers over the pegasus’s flank, tracing an outline of her cutie mark as she did so.

Her reward was several satisfied sounding coos as Dash looked up at her with a smile on her face. The girl moved one hand beneath Dash and started to lightly rub her stomach fur, working her way down with each passing second.

Twi’s suspicions of what happened here earlier today were confirmed when her hand passed through a small patch of matted fur directly over Dash’s nethers. Whatever had happened between the two mares involved sex of some sort. As much as Twi wished to do otherwise, she ignored it for now. That was a problem for later. Her needs had been building up for seven hours and they would not be denied now.

Dash’s mouth popped off Twi’s tit when she felt the girl’s fingers find her pussy. It was a foreign experience to have a set of opposable digits touching her down there. But she soon smiled as the girl showed that she knew what she was doing. Her fingers passed directly over Dash’s opening, running across her slit with just enough touching to tease a possible entry without actually entering.

Not to be outdone, Dash grinned before her right hoof pushed against Twi’s own nethers. Twi smiled as she felt the touch of a hoof against her soaked skirt and waiting, eager pussy. However, she only spoke after Dash latched her lips on her left tit, starting to suckle the untouched nipple.

“That’s cheating,” Twi said with a smile.

Dash pulled her mouth back and smiled at her in return. “It’s called winning,” she said before returning her mouth to the tit. With three powerful flaps of her wings, the pegasus forced the girl onto her back. As much as she enjoyed Twi’s touch, this was not about her, it was about Twi and her needs.

The girl fell back, surprised at Dash’s rash decision. Dash would not let her up; she merely lay on her, suckling one breast while rubbing her hoof along Twi’s nethers.

Twi had to bite her tongue to stop from moaning, an action that Dash noticed all too easily. She raised her head before giving her a cocky grin. “What are you...?” Twi asked.

Dash answered her question, just not in words. The pegasus started to lick at the girl’s stomach. The rough texture of her tongue playing over every inch of her skin as she worked her way down.

Twi cooed out in pleasure at the feel of the rough textured tongue working its way down her belly. Her mind told her it was wrong, that it was cheating on Rainbow, that she was about to let a pony eat her out.

Her mind was locked in a prison by her libido. A libido teased into a monster by a day spent in such an outfit.

Rainbow Dash licked and licked, her tongue cleaning the sweat off the girl’s skin. Each time she brought it back into her mouth, she’d smack her muzzle, savoring the taste of the girl. Twi moaned in time with the licks but Dash didn’t let her off easy. The pegasus tickled her belly with the tip of her feather, letting it trace small circles just as she had done with Twilight.

Twi lost herself to that tongue and feather. Each time it went over her skin, she’d coo in delight; each time she felt the feather run over a newly cleaned area, she’d shiver and moan ever so slightly. It no longer mattered to the girl that this was not her girlfirend, not in that way anyway. This was her double from another world, another Rainbow altogether.

Somehow, that made it hotter. With that thought and the day she had, wearing an outfit that would be pushing the limits of decency on halloween, this was exactly what she needed right now.

Dash smacked her lips one more time. The girl below her had a taste she had never known before, salty and sweet, sweaty and clean, a taste mired in contradictions that she simply could not figure out, nor did she want to. All she knew, no, all that mattered was that she wanted more. That being said, she soon reached the end, the source of the true smell that was penetrating her nostrils.

She lowered her head under the skirt, stuck her muzzle directly between Twi’s legs, and breathed in deep. The smell of Twi’s sweet honey pot was overpowering. The girl had been in a state of arousal that bordered on painful the entire day, another thing she owed her girlfriend for.

Twi almost came from just the feeling of Dash’s breath upon her vertical smile. The pegasus’s fur touching the sides of her thigh, the extra heat coming off a warm body between her legs. It was all so intense, it was almost too much for her... Almost.

What Dash did next took that to a whole new level. The smell had been too much for the pegasus, penetrating her body, overcoming her own desires and needs like nothing else had for quite some time. Ever since her last heat cycle that is. She stuck out her tongue and licked the wet, smelly piece of fabric that was all that kept her from the prize.

Twi screamed out in pleasure as she felt the tongue touch her love button. A shout of “Fuckkk yesss…” filled the room as Dash’s rough tongue passed over her thong. She wished more than anything that Dash would rip it off her, preferably with her teeth.

Dash was thinking the same thing, after two licks she grabbed the small piece of fabric and pulled, a snapping noise was heard as the small piece of fabric was ripped off the needing girl. As soon as she pulled it off, Dash dove back in. She had never done anything like this before, much less on a human, but she didn’t need experience to know what to do. Twi’s pussy was just like hers in that regard. She knew what felt good to her and simply applied that to the girl below her, slightly augmented by the fact that she could use her mouth.

Twi yelled a nonsensical scream as she felt that very same tongue run over her pussy lips. The rough texture running over her too sensitive nethers was like lightning shooting through her body. It hit every nerve, every fiber of her being with nothing but pleasure.

Twilight did her best to keep looking away, yet, after the third time she heard that yell, not even she could keep her stoic resolve up. With a glance back, she saw her friend buried under the skirt of the girl. There was no doubt that her tongue was going to town on Twi, and if the screams were anything to go by, Dash was good at it. Very good.

At the sight on the other bed, Twilight wanted to be someplace else, anywhere else. This time she checked first, the bathroom stalls were busy, but not full. However, regardless of what she tried, she simply couldn’t concentrate enough to actually cast a teleportation spell. Every time she tried, a scream would pierce her ears, disrupting any hope of actually going elsewhere.

In desperation, she even tried teleporting up, as high up as she could go. Not caring if she was seen, just in an effort to be someplace else. To not hear her friend eating out a girl that was her exact copy, aside from the fact she was human that is. To not hear those moans of pleasure escape her lips, and to not have to smell it.

She could go nowhere, she was stuck, forced to listen, forced to smell, and not able to look away. She didn’t even notice as tears started to fall down her face.

Twi didn’t last long, she couldn’t. Every lick was like a cooling salve that both quashed the fire and stoked it to new heights all at the same time. A day spent on the edge—all thanks to Rainbow—had done that to her. One minute after Dash stuck her head under the skirt, she felt her body finally get the release it had been seeking ever since Rainbow and she were finished with their English class.

She arched her back, her breasts stuck into the air as she cried out in pleasure, Rainbow’s name echoing off her lips as a wave of pleasure overcame her body. Everything else was washed away along with the full release of all the tension in her body, all the built up stress of the day left her all at once.

Dash, on the other hoof, got a muzzle full of the girl’s pleasure. Twi’s pussy shot a healthy amount of liquid directly onto her. Much of it landed in her mouth, some of it on her face, and the rest on her coat. She pulled back in shock, not expecting such a reaction. However, as soon as she tasted it, Dash smiled and licked herself clean. She quickly dove back in and started to clean off the girl’s slit, grinning like an idiot the entire time.

The action caused Twi’s orgasm to extend far beyond what it normally would have. She tensed and released her joints, flexing her knees, elbows and even her toes as she did so. She fell back upon the bed and her head came to rest against the wall. A smile upon her lips as she saw the rainbow tail moving excitedly back and forth.

As soon as she was able, Twi reached down and grabbed the pegasus from beneath her legs. She pulled Dash up, watching with a smile as she licked her lips clean, her body not able to get enough of the taste of the small girl. “Thank you soo much!” Twi yelled as she kissed Dash on her nose.

Dash smiled, “Hey, that’s what friends are for.”

Twi placed Dash down, sticking her muzzle directly between her two heaving, sweaty breasts. The pegasus didn’t even fight it, she simply nuzzled into both orbs and cooed slightly. “I owe you for that,” Twi replied, lightly stroking her mane as she did so.

“Trust me, it was my pleasure,” Rainbow Dash said as she kept licking her lips. “Hey, I wanted to ask, are you sure you’re not in heat? You’ve been acting like it today.”

Twi laughed, “Yes I’m sure. This is simply because of Rainbow's antics. Which reminds me, I need to get her back for this.”

“Oh? Like a prank?” Dash asked as her tail started to wag excitedly.

“Something like that,” Twi said as her mind started to think of all the ways she could ‘pay her back’.

“Count me in, I love pranks!” Dash said all too enthusiastically.

“You know, I think I could use your help on this,” Twi replied with an evil grin.