"You won't be a naughty little shit?" Spitfire asked in a stern tone. "Yes," I replied. "You will stay close and not run off?" She asked. "Yes," I droned on. "You will be respectable?" she finished. "Yes," I said rolling my eyes as we waited at the train station to head to AppleWood and from there, we would fly to my new land which was just across a river to the north-west.

She has been going on and on about how I should act as we would be joining up with Spitfires older cousin and her daughter, Night Shade. Night Shade was just a year older than me and her mother, Midnight Bliss was a decade older than Spitfire. Talk about being the little sister of the family. Thank God I was the middle child of mine.

"You won't molest Night Shade? She is technically you cousin," Spitfire said as the train came into view. I rolled my eyes. "That depends on if she wants it or not. You did tell me that she got her cutie mark in modeling. So if she is a snob, I will make her not-a-snob...My way." She cuffed me upside the head. "She hates Lesbiponies to the point of beating them up. If she learns you are one, neither of you will stop fighting during the trip."

"Meh, I like a challenge," I smiled, sticking my tongue out and winked. She cuffed me upside the head again. "She can also kick her mom's ass and she is Captain of the Las Pegasus S.W.A.T force. I don't think you will win Squirt."

"Meh," was my reply. She slumped her head in defeat. "Don't say I didn't warn ya'."

Later...

We waited for our friends outside of Applewood in a park by the river. We have been waiting for an hour now and they are an hour late. If it wasn't for the magically enchanted, bottomless, saddle bags that we have, we would have made camp right there to pass the time. I yawned as I laid in the shade under a tree, watching a group of bunnies have an orgy behind a bush. I'm not sure why I was watching them do it, but I thought it was funny. Just as I was about to throw a rock at the group, I heard a big object slam down right beside me. I looked over to the noise and saw Spitfire walked over to a small carriage with two ponies standing next to it.

On the carriage was a filly, just an inch taller than me with a silver mane and a dark grey coat. She had green eyes and a bit too much eye makeup. She wore a dark leather jacket, a real, leather jacket that must have been imported from Minotauria due to the real leather laws of Equestria. There was a pair of sunglasses on her forehead and her mane was styled in the 'bad girl' craze that was going on in the snob country.

The mare that was attached to the carriage was an all black mare with several streaks of dark blue in her short mane and tail. She wore and aviator jacket and had her own set of sunglasses on her forehead. Bored, I threw my rock and walked over to them to make myself known.

"And this is Winter Rose," Spitfire said to the mare that was most likely Midnight Bliss. She gave me an incredulous stare that was silently judging me and how I act. I, in turn, gave her a knowing smile. "Sup."

"Hey," Midnight replied in monotone. Night Shade, who was the filly on the carriage which, at a closer look, has a bunch of camping supplies in it. 'A camper if I ever saw one,' I thought in annoyance.

"Who's the eye sore?" said a very privileged filly from on top of the carriage. "Like, really; that collar is tacky and those earrings are bland, plus the red is just ugly."

All I could think about what she said was the red. What red? I don't remember any red. I turned to Spits. "Red?" I asked. Spitfire's face went full retard.

"You don't know that you developed red paintbrush tips all over your mane and tail?"

"I don't look in a mirror like Miss vanity over there, though, it's a nice touch," I said pointing to Night. "Also, I would like to point out something," I paused for a second and turned back to Night. "Your jacket is fake, those shades are lame and your eye makeup is pathetic and you see these lashes," I pointed to my eyes. "They are real, unlike the plastic on your face."

"This is going to be a long trip," both Spitfire and Midnight sighed in unison.

We flew...I, Midnight and Spitfire, flew to our camp location that we all agreed on after looking over the map. We all agreed, by all, I mean, the grown ups and I, on the north-east base of Mount Swag. The tallest mountain in my land. According to the map, there is a small clearing near a hot spring and a river that we could fish from. It took us an hour of fast flying to get to the location and began to set up camp.

I took off my saddlebags and opened them. I pulled out a big, three pony tent and began to expertly put it together while Night Shade struggled with her own tent. I gave her a smirk as I finished putting in the final pole, and set up my bedroll and sleeping bag inside. When I came out, I saw Night with her arms crossed and a pouty face as Midnight set up the tent for her out of pity. She clearly wanted to show me up at the great outdoors, as she shot daggers my way. I stuck my tongue out at her and trotted off to help Spitfire set up the fire pit.

After we set up the fire pit, Spitfire and Midnight sat backed and told me and Night that we had to make the fire if we wanted dinner tonight. I gave them a nod and sat back to watch Night try to set the twigs on fire with a match.

Five-hundred matches later...

I held back my laughter as she failed over and over again to light the fire. I could see that Spitfire tried to hold back with much better ease after she and her sister finished setting up camp. They had dinner ready to be made, but no fire to cook it with. When Night failed to light the fire with the final match, I walked to my tent and pulled out my survival knife that Spitfire bought me and a flint stick. I tied the holster around my left flank for my ten-inch blade and carried my flint stick in a satchel that was around my right shoulder.

I walked up to the fire pit with my new gear with a cheeky smirk while Night gave me an uptight, smug look. I pulled out my knife with a flick of my wing and pulled out my flint stick with my other. With expert practice that I had over the week leading up to the trip, a single flick of my wings and the fire pit was a blaze. I put my stuff away, leaving all three mares stunned at my masterpiece. In the corner of my eye, I saw Night's eye twitched respectively.

'Rose Five. Night, Zero.'

After dinner, we sat around the fire. Spitfire and Midnight talked about what they did while away. Spitfire basically told her how awesome I was, (at flying, not behaving), What I had accomplished in her care and how skilled I am in pretty much everything. Though that last one was a rare trait that very few families have back on earth and Murphy's law loves fucking these families. Example, I was homeless.

Night and I stayed silent, we only gave each dirty looks...Well, she gave me dirty looks, I just made a funny face when the grown-ups weren't looking. She sat beside Midnight on the far side, while I sat beside Spitfire. Once night came into full swing, the grown-ups pulled out a bottle of whisky and made a comment about this was going to be a long week.

Later...

Spitfire and Midnight were plastered was an understatement. Night and I had to drag their drunk asses into Nights tent as we weren't strong enough to drag them into the carriage/camper. While she made sure they were nice and warm, I set up her bed in my tent. With that, all out of the way and with the fire died out, Night the bitch and I joined each other in the tent and my plan to make friends begins.

"So...What's it like to be a snob?" I asked as I got comfortable in my sleeping bag in the darkness.

"Don't talk to me," she snapped back. I waited for a few minutes in the dark, trying to figure out her cutie mark to get a step above her. I wondered what the wings spread out around a gold ring with a red heart at the center. Was she an angel? Doubt it. "Ever kissed someone?" I asked Night, trying to pinpoint how she got her cutie mark.

"Yeah, you jealous?" she smugly said back.

"Nah, I have makeout sessions with my three mare friends," I said. In a second, the tent got really hot, probably from the blush that I made. "That was a fun time at flight camp," I cooed.

"W-W-What?!" she stuttered. 'Gotchya!'

"Yeah, I mean, Spitfire was totally okay with it. I'm even going to the same school as them in September. I bet my friend Blue and I will get the same dorm room. She is a very nice teddy bear to curl up with."

The heat in the room doubled.

"..."

'What's that smell?' I thought as I heard the zipper of Nights sleeping bag open. "I bet it sucks not being able to be yourself with a hardass like your mom Night Shade. I would probably go insane if I couldn't play the piano or make the odd dick joke," I said.

"Y-Yeah..."Night muttered. "That would suck, but that's because I'm better than you and have way more money."

'Aaaaand back to square one,' I sighed internally. I needed to get her to like me, but how? 'I made a naughty comment, she got shy, I made a family comment, she goes full bitch. Okay, with that in mind, family is the problem. What did Spitfire say about not doing around her? That's right, being a lesbo. Let's try that.'

"So, do you hate fillies that like other fillies, or is that just your mom?" I said bluntly.

"They are the filth of the world. They should burn in Tartarus for all I care."

'Okay, instant hostility, ergo, she is still in the closet and her cutie mark has something to do with it. She blushed went I mentioned that I made out with a filly. Her mother probably hates Lesbo's because reason A and made sure her filly doesn't become one because reason B. Sorry Spitfire, I have to molest her.'

I rolled over so that I could face the back of her head and undid the zipper to my bag. Once I was turned over I could see that her bag was fully open, giving me full access to invade her safe space. "So, I bet you hate me then because I am a lesbian," I said.

"Yeah, sharing an area near you is is spreading your disease," she seethed. I, thankfully, didn't take offence to that. "Is that so?" I said, slowly crawling out of my bag. "Yeah, I bet Spitfire is just tolerating you because you are nothing but a dirty female dog."

'Ouch,' I thought. "Then I guess you won't like this!" I shouted and pounced Night Shade, clinging onto her back. I wrapped myself around her and brought my mouth up to her right ear as she tried to kick me off, shouting, 'Let go! You will give me you disease!.' Just as she was about to get rid of me, I gently bit down on the rim of her ear like Lockheart had taught me and gently nibbled. 'I don't care if we are cousins by law, sue me, Spitfire,' I thought as Night Shade went limp.

"S-Stop that!" she stutter-blushed. Her mind says no, but her body says yes.

"I know you like it," I said in a sultry tone as I licked along her ear with my majestic ten-inch tongue.

"N-NO, I DON'T!" she shouted in defiance.

'Okay, recap. My assumption was correct and her mother threw her into the closet and locked it with lies and Titanium. She most likely got her cutie mark in the adult business judging from the signals she was giving me as she loves being submissive and she would have kicked my ass by now. Let's continue.'

"I won't tell Midnight that you got your cutie mark to another mare," I said as I felt her flank with a hoof. I felt her body shudder as she elected a quiet moan.

"H-H-How do you know that!?" she gasped. I began to plot little kisses on her neck, causing her to let loose a cute, 'Eeep.'

"I figured it out," I purred as we were know facing each other. She had the reddest blush on her face and she was avoiding my bedroom eyes. "So, want to be friends or do you still hate me?" I asked as I wrapped myself as closely as I could to her.

"W-Why would you want to be friends with me?" she asked. "No one likes me because I am a model and sees me as something that can't be touched because my mom is the Captain of the S.W.A.T force of Las Pegasus," she paused for a moment. "Plus, I have said mean things to you."

I rolled my eyes. "One, Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me is something that I follow with a passion. Plus, I am a bitch on most days anyway," I smiled and she giggled at that. "Two, I like a challenge, and so far. I think I am touching you. Don't you agree?" I smirked. "I guess," she said. I stuck out the full length of my tongue and licked her nose. "Want to try it?" I asked as she stared at my master sword in awe as she bit her lower lip.

"Mmhmm."