The group entered the glass doors of the restaurant, a large line of men and women in fancy suits and dresses in front and behind them. “Wow,” Spike stared at the interior in awe, “fancy-schmancy.”

Twilight giggled at Spike’s description of the restaurant. “Geez, Spike, you’d think someone wearing dad’s spats would say something a little more sophisticated like ‘jazzy,’ or ‘slick,’ I guess you didn’t inherit his vocabulary.” Twilight said as she playfully slapped Spike’s shoulder, who chuckled in response.

“Yeah, you’re right… well anyway, we have a reservation, right?” Spike turned to the rest of the group as he asked the question.

Rarity nodded as they were now at the front of the line, and she spoke some French to the employee at the desk. “Réservation pour dix. Le nom est en cours , la rareté.”

The waiter nodded with a smile, picking up a stack of menus. “Il est bon de vous revoir, manquer Rareté. Suis-moi s'il te plait.”

The group looked in shock at their fashionista friend before Twilight’s eyes lit up with interest, and she walked quickly to Rarity’s side and began to talk with a rapid excitement. “Oh my gosh, Rarity, you never told me you knew how to speak French!”

“Oh, my apologies, dear; I’ve known it for quite a while. I’m sorry i didn’t tell you, but then again, it is the language of love and beauty, after all. How could a proper lady deny learning such a dialect?” Rarity said with a smile, flipping her hair dramatically in the process. Her friends laughed at this as the group was guided to a table by a waiter. Once they were all seated, they looked at their menus to see what there was to eat. No item aside from drinks was under 30 dollars.

“Oh my gosh, Rarity! Everything here is so expensive! We don’t have enough in the budget for this, what were you thinking?!” Twilight said in a stressed tone as she looked at the menu with wide, nervous eyes. Pip chuckled at this and attempted to calm Twilight down.

“Oi, don’t worry about that, love. Me an’ Rarity discussed this earlier. I’ll use my black card to cover the bill.” He said with a grin before adding, “So go nuts. Order whatever you want, all o’ya. Me pa won’t care if a couple thousand dollars go missing from his account this week, trust me. Oh, and by the by, for anyone at the table who’s interested, this black card lets you order alcoholic drinks without repercussions.” The group cheered excitedly at this, and they all began reading the menus in earnest, determined to find their favorite drinks dishes. Everyone ordered their drinks first; only a few from the group ordering alcoholic beverages; Mac called for whiskey while Pinkie and Rainbow ordered fruity cocktails; Rarity simply ordered a bottle of red wine for herself. After beverages, everyone proceeded to order entrees. Spike, of course, ordered the biggest slab of meat that he saw on the menu: a two-pound porterhouse steak. Mac ended up ordering apple and hickory smoked meat platter with garden salad and seasonal fruits, with Applejack following suit. Bulk and Pip both decided on chicken parmesan, with Pip also calling for a large appetizer platter for the whole group to share. Rarity and Fluttershy happily settled for salads and vegan sausage, much unlike Pinkie and Rainbow, who decided to share a large sirloin steak. Twilight took a little longer than the others, finally deciding that she was craving smoked salmon, taking a ‘cheat day’ from her usual vegan diet.

The waiter collected their menus and returned with their drinks only a few minutes later. “Votre nourriture sera bientôt arriver.” He said before smiling and turning towards the kitchen.

“What did he say?” Spike asked as he looked at Rarity quizzically.

“He said that our food will arrive shortly.” Rarity answered, eliciting satisfied smiles from everyone at the table as they sipped their drinks and began to speak about their trip so far.

Pip, Spike and Mac told everyone about their run-in with the extremists. Everyone seemed to agree that they got what they deserved. “Y’all know me‘n Mac are religious,” Applejack started, “an’ normally, Ah don’t see nothin’ wrong with spreading the word; but when people do it like those fellers did, that’s where Ah’d draw the line. Y’just cain’t go around callin’ people slurs an’ condemnin’ ’em like that without any consequences. I’m glad y’all three helped them two fellers the way y’did, those other fellers were treatin’ ‘em uglier than a homemade sin.” The three boys smiled at this, glad that Applejack was commending them for their actions.

“Yeah, you guys are awesome!” Rainbow stated happily. “I just can’t believe Gilda was there too, those guys must’ve been really messed up by the time she was done with ‘em. I’ll have to track her down tomorrow so we can hang out!” She smiled at the thought of spending some time with Gilda in the city.

“Yeah, what a coincidence that she’s spending her break here, too. I hope she’s a little more… civil towards us now.” Twilight said, cringing inwardly as she recalled Gilda’s first time visiting Rainbow in years, during which she verbally attacked all of Rainbow’s friends.

“Yeah, she’s super chill, now. She won’t treat any of us like that again, trust me.” Rainbow said before finishing the rest of her drink.

As soon as she set her glass down, the waiter from earlier arrived with his arms full of their meals, another waiter behind him with the other half of the dishes. Each meal was cooked to perfection and decorated radiantly or put together in some sort of fancy, aesthetic pattern. A lull of content sounds emanated from the group as each dish was placed on the table. The waiter then grabbed everybody’s drinks and returned them fully refilled moments later.

Everyone stared in awe at the decadent culinary masterpieces set in front of them. The group immediately began to dig in, Spike being particularly violent in gnawing at the thick slab of meat on his plate. “Geez, Spike, calm down; your food’s not gonna go anywhere.” Twilight said while giggling cutely. Spike gave a happy glance to his girlfriend before returning his attention to his steak before ripping a large chunk off with his strangely sharp teeth. “Spike!” Twilight snapped in an almost motherly tone, causing Spike to drop his steak back onto his plate as a red hue spread across his cheeks. “We are at a five-star restaurant; do not use your hands to eat that steak!” While she spoke, Spike was guiltily chewing what he had bitten off, apologizing with the meat still in his mouth.

“Fworry, Twilighf.” He said, his full mouth making it hard to speak. He gave the meat a few more chews until he swallowed it, letting out a satisfied sigh before his features dropped in guilt in slight fear as he felt Twilight’s stare burrow into him.

While Spike was being scolded by his sister, Rainbow and Pip were stifling their laughter, they looked at each other, their hands over their mouths, their bodies tremoring with barely contained laughter.

Soon after this, the alcoholic drinks arrived for those that had ordered them. Mac smiled as he sipped his whiskey, the alcohol warming his belly. Rarity thanked the waiter before filling her wine glass halfway and taking small sips from it. Rainbow and Pinkie guzzled their drinks quickly, letting out relaxed sighs at the refreshing cocktails’ taste. The waiter picked up their glasses and returned with refills. After a few more drinks, and a lot of idle chat between everyone at the table, Pinkie and Rainbow were starting to get buzzed, their faces each holding a light tinge of red. Pinkie giggled and nuzzled Dash’s side. “Hehe, you’re warm, Dashie.” Pinkie giggled lightly as she gently buried her face in the crook of her girlfriend’s neck.

“Heh, thanks, bubblebutt.” Dash said, laughing as she rubbed Pinkie’s thigh, exposed by her short-cut dress. The couple cuddled each other gently, their drinking, combined with the late night now catching up with them, drawing sluggishness into their youthful, tipsy bodies. Their friends smiled at the couple’s cute display of affection.

“They really are a great match.” Rarity laughed behind a dainty hand.

“Yeah, they sure are.” Applejack gave a feminine chuckle in reply.

“That’s the definition of ‘other half’ right there.” Pipsqueak said with a lazy smile.

The attention their friends were giving them caused Dash and Pinkie to blush slightly. The warm acceptance everyone was giving the couple seemed to calm Twilight’s nerves; she was glad to know that love, no matter what kind, was accepted by her friends. She hooked an arm around Spike’s, leaning into his strong chest as she did so, bringing a loving smile to his lips. He kissed her cheek, making the girl sigh contently into his shirt, smelling his faint natural smell of freshly-burned cedar wood. She breathed in his essence, the nostalgic aroma taking her mind back to a simpler time, when they were camping in the everfree forest with their parents. Spike was 6, and made his first fire with Dad. She remembered how his eyes lit up when Dad threw borax into the flames to turn them green. Ever since then, Spike has insisted on using it for the fire every time they go camping. He said as a kid that when he saw the flames, he imagined a huge fire-breathing dragon. She giggled quietly at this memory, making Spike look at her, a questioning look on his face.

“What’s so funny, Twi?” He asked with a raised eyebrow. His sister simply giggled again as a response. She noticed that nobody at the table was talking, and slowly looked up into the eyes of her friends, who were staring at her and Spike in confusion, save for Big Mac, Pip, Applejack, and Rarity. Twilight blushed and hid her face further into Spike’s chest. He embraced her and spoke to the group with a firm but kind voice.

“You all know that me and Twilight aren’t blood related. And recently we both developed feelings for each other. We… We’re a couple.” He said with a hopeful smile. His friends smiled back; the remaining few who hadn’t known prior to this statement were surprised, but accepted it rather quickly nonetheless.

“Well, if you ask me,” Fluttershy gently began, “Twilight couldn’t be with anyone better than you, Spike. We know you’ll protect her and treat her better than any other person would.”

Bulk nodded in agreement before adding his two cents. “I agree. You two have a special bond, and even though it’s uncommon, it’s not wrong in any way.”

“Aww, thank you guys.” Twilight said with a bashful smile. “I’m glad you all accept our relationship.”

Twilight then turned to Spike and gave him an affectionate kiss on the cheek, rousing an appreciative “Aww,” Before Pipsqueak cleared his throat slightly louder than was necessary. The unexpected noise caused everyone to turn their heads to the Trottingham teen.

“Sorry, everyone, but this joint’s gonna close soon, so we’ve gotta get out. I’ll go pay the cheque up at the front desk. Meet me at the parking lot, yeah?” He smiled before getting up, flipping his black card back and forth between his long, slender fingers with ease. Everyone else slowly got up from the large booth they were sitting in and filed outside, Spike draping his suit jacket over Twilight’s exposed shoulders, ensuring that she would be sheltered against the cool winds rolling in from the beach, which earned him an affectionate nuzzle. A few minutes later, Pip joined the group and they began their walk back to their cars, admiring the sights on the way. Though not really their scene, even Applejack and Big Mac had to admit; city lights at night were indeed a beautiful thing. When they arrived at the parking lot, they all got in their respective vehicles and made their way through the peacefully quiet backstreets of Las Pegasus, arriving at the hotel in only a few minutes. As the group rode the elevator to the penthouse floor, Spike was holding Twilight close, embracing her with his strong arms, while Pinkie and Dash were kissing drunkenly in the corner of the elevator, Fluttershy electing Bulk to drive Pinkie’s car back from the restaurant, ensuring a safe, accident-free drive to the hotel.

WARNING: CLOP AHEAD

When they arrived to the hotel’s penthouse, everyone filed through the large double doors before they all plopped down on the large couch, save for Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie, who, despite loudly making out, managed to stumble their way to a vacant bedroom unnoticed. Pinkie immediately began to disrobe the athletic girl as the door closed, pinning her to the bed once they were both nude. Her voice became surly and sensual as she whispered slurred words into Dash’s ear, “I want the others to hear you scream for me.”

Dash shivered at Pinkie’s bold, erotic words, being caught off guard by her girlfriend’s seemingly instantly heightened arousal. Pinkie nibbled at Rainbow’s neck hungrily, her teeth gently grazing across Dash’s skin, causing her body to spasm and shake in display of a sensory overload, uncharacteristically feminine gasps and quiet moans escaping from her mouth, her back arching off the bed as she melted under the pink-haired girl’s ministrations. “A-Ah… mmmmmf~ Oh!” She moaned before covering her mouth, aware of her moans only being muffled by a wall and a few feet between her and her friends. “S-stop, babe… I’m gonna get too lou-oohhhhmygawwd~” Rainbow let out a low moan as Pinkie flicked her tongue across her girlfriend's extremely sensitive collarbone.

Pinkie giggled drunkenly as she looked down at Dash before responding. “That’s the point, silly.” before kissing down the front of her body, stopping at her clit and giving it a few teasing licks, forcing mewls of pleasure from Rainbow, her small breasts bouncing slightly with each gasp and moan.

The prismatic-haired lesbian grinded her hips against Pinkie’s practiced mouth, holding her head in place by locking her legs behind her skull as she fucked herself on Pinkie’s tongue. The wet appendage found it’s way inside Rainbow’s pussy, stroking and prodding her g-spot. Rainbow could hold back no longer, and let out a loud, almost painful sounding moan of pure euphoria as she soaked the lower half of Pinkie’s face with her cum.

Rainbow fell back onto the now sweaty sheets, panting loudly as she began to make out with her girlfriend, both girls exploring their partner’s bodies with their hands.

-CLOP END-

Big Mac chuckled as he set down his glass of water. “Eeyup, me an’ AJ used to worry Ma and Pa a lot as kids; Ah remember when we both hid in the barn’s loft fer a whole afternoon, We had Granny Smith an’ Ma troubled t’bits until Pa found us an’-”

“Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!”

Big Mac’s eyes went wide as he heard a raspy, tomboyish voice screaming in what sounded like pain or fear from the other side of the wall behind him, which he recognized as Rainbow’s voice. Worried that something bad had happened to her, Mac leapt up from the couch before vaulting over it and running down the hall and to the door of the room where he presumed the noise had come from. he swung the door open without knocking, in a hurry to find out what had happened.
“Miss Dash, are y’all oka-.... Oh….”

Mac stared, wide-eyed in shock, as he say the sticky, sweaty scene in front of him. “Uh… Beg yer pardon, ladies.” He stated before shutting the door and standing in front of it, now staring into nothingness, his face slowly turning a dark red as his sister approached him with the rest of the group in tow.

“Mac, is Dash okay?” Applejack asked her older brother as she stared at him, a look of concern on her face.

“... Eeyup.”

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