In the old study, surrounded by books as the early morning sun shimmered through the windows, Starstep bounced over to wrap Scootaloo in his forelegs, hugging the young mare extra tight. She hesitated a few moments before giving him a squeeze back.

Eventually, Star held her out at limb's reach to look her over, though she seemed to avoid meeting his eyes. “You look like you're doing ok, Scoots. I was really worried about you.”

She gave a lopsided smile and glanced over his shoulder at the Princess. “Yeah, I'm fine.” Her eyes returned to her friend. “I'm surprised to find you here.”

He tilted his head. “I wrote you a letter that I was going overseas to meet Luna.”

“Oh, uh, I haven't been home since the whole foal-napping thing. I left Ponyville right after you did.” She again looked elsewhere.

Star turned so he was side-by-side with Scoots, his muzzle breaking into a grin as he looked to the alicorn. “So that's why you wouldn't let me talk with her. You had it set up so she'd meet us here.”

Luna nodded. “Indeed my dear, Star. I thought it best that she speak with thou personally. Her heart seemed troubled.” She noticed the glare the orange pegasus shot her, narrowing her eyes ever so slightly as a sly smirk crept up her muzzle.

Featherweight glanced between the two mares and cleared his throat. “Oh, hey Scoots.” She spared a look to the gangly pegasus, a little irritated. The pegasus brushed his light-brown bangs from his eyes and smiled sheepishly. “I think I forgot the lens bag. I'll head out and grab em.” He bowed his head to the alicorn. “Sorry for the delay, Princess Luna.”

“Oh, certainly no trouble at all.” Her expression flipped to her usual regal smile. Star never saw the transition in expressions. “Partake in refreshments in the dining hall downstairs. I am certain the trip over was quite exhausting.”

“That's not a bad idea.” He trotted over to the door, tugging it open before smiling back at the orange pegasus. “I'll let you catch up with your friend. Back in a flash.”

“Oh, ok, thanks Feather.” She nodded to the colt before he slipped out into the hall, firmly shutting the heavy oak door behind him.

A few quiet moments passed before confusion flickered across Scootaloo's face. Ignoring the Princess, she trotted over to the camera gear and pulled open a bag. “The lenses are right here. What is he up to?”

Luna raised an eyebrow. “That one is most observant.”

Star could feel the tension in the air prickle at his coat as the two mares started to glare at each other again. He closed his eyes and exhaled before holding up a hoof. “Ok, seriously. I can't stand you two being mad at each other. I feel like I'm missing something here. Last time we were all together it was a lot of love and affection. We were all happy. Is Scootaloo's apology to you that important, Luna?”

The orange pegasus sputtered out a incredulous laugh, “Apologize to her? For what?”

“Giving up her feather?” He looked to Luna. “That is why you're angry at her, right?”

Luna simply wore her usual stoic expression, saying nothing.

“You didn't tell him?” Scoot asked the alicorn, an eyebrow raising in disbelief.

“Dost thou expect a Princess to break her word? I am most offended thou wouldst assume such.”

“Tell me what?” Star asked, eyes flicking between the two mares. No answer as they simply stared at each other. He slammed a hoof onto the floor. “TELL ME WHAT!?” That got their attention. Star took a deep calming breath. “Look, I asked Luna to forgive you for giving up her feather. She said she wouldn't till you asked for forgiveness. I just wanted us to go back to being together.”

Luna sighed. “Alas, my love. Tis not so much about the feather.” She gave a sad shake of her head, blue starry mane ignoring the motion to flow as it willed.

“I'm so not dealing with this today.” Scootaloo waved a dismissive hoof before turning to leave and froze in mid-step as the door vanished. She spun, glaring at the alicorn. “Put it back!”

“So that thou can continue to avoid the issue? Starstep has been most concerned for thou. Terribly so. He wishes thou to be in a relationship with us again. Art thou so heartless to not discuss it with him?”

Scootaloo glanced at the confused colt, her anger draining from her eyes as she met the worried look of her friend. “Star...I...you have Luna, why do you even want me around?” She pleaded. “You're my best friend but I can't compete with her. I never could. We...I can't stand being in her shadow anymore.” The filly's ears wilted. “There's no place for me.”

Starstep stepped up to the smaller pony and hugged her. “There's always a place for you.” Her words stung him. Something in her had changed after her break-down in Ponyville.

She pushed him away, turning her head aside to hide the tears. “No...I'm just second place.”

“Tell him.” Princess Luna insisted. When the orange pegasus just glared at her through tears, she hissed. “Tell him or thou art not to ever leave this room.”

The orange filly gritted her teeth. “Fine, whatever.” She growled. Defiantly, she met the colt's eyes. “Star, I've been sleeping with another pony.”

He tilted his head and blinked a couple times. “That's all this is about?” He seemed genuinely confused.

His question startled her, rocking the filly back a step. “W-what? Didn't you hear me? I have been rutting another pony behind your back. When I'm not with you, I've been with him.”

Starstep scratched the back of his head, a look of mild bewilderment on his face. “Is it suppose to make me angry? After we met up in Canterlot and fooled around for the first time, I've been with two other ponies. Sherry and Cheerilee. When I told you about them, you were really understanding. I'd be a really bad friend if I didn't do the same.”

Scootaloo sputtered, trying to form coherent sentences, not expected his reaction. “Y-your not, but...you're not angry? Even a little?”

“A few months ago, I probably would have flipped out.” He gave a heavy sigh. “Maybe even really heart-broken. I guess my perspective has broadened.” The colt frowned. “I'm a little angry you wanted to hide it from me. That...you didn't trust me enough.” He shook his head. “How long has it been going on?”

The filly scuffed a hoof on the ground, ignoring the tears that rolled down her muzzle. “Months. Right after we fooled around in Canterlot for the first time. Right after you called out her name in bed.” She shook her head firmly. “I was so angry.” Her wings fluttered as she stomped the floor in frustration. “I just wanted somepony to love me completely. You still saw a friend. So, I took a more permanent job to try and get my mind off it. Carrying photography equipment to far off places.” She glanced at the gear laying about. “I've seen things in the world I never thought possible. And he's been so nice to me...”

“Featherweight?” Star asked.

Scootaloo nodded. “It was just a job at first, but I was so angry, and my heart broken...well, I started to fool around with him. Maybe it was out of spite, or desperation...” She gave a half-hearted shrug. “Then I ran into you again in Canterlot with the Princess and all those feelings I have for you came back. That night Luna took me aside to have a discussion, mare to mare.” She spared the quiet alicorn a glance. “I told her about the other colt, made her swear to let me tell you about it. I actually had hopes the three of us could work. I kept telling myself it would be ok. And I put on a smile and tried to be happy just being with you.” She hung her head. “I thought I could have you when the Princess wasn't around, yet I still kept fooling around with Featherweight on the side. I donno...I guess I just wanted somepony to myself.”

The orange pegasus took a deep breath and exhaled. “Then when I gave up the feathers to that big stallion in Ponyville...all the guilt and doubt and worry hit home. All of the truths I tried to ignore overwhelmed me all at once and I couldn't hide from it anymore.”

Starstep moved to comfort her but halted as she held out a hoof. “No...no Star. I did this.” She rubbed away her tears with the back of a foreleg. “I guess I'm a little shocked you're being so understanding about all this. I thought for sure you'd be furious. But I guess...you learned how to let other ponies into your heart.” She gave a soft choking laugh, looking up at him with a faint smile, her eyes damp.

He returned her smile. “I had good teachers.” He pondered before looking to the Princess, bathed as she was in the morning light. “Luna, it wasn't the feather you wanted an apology for, was it?”

Luna shook her head. “Neigh. Alas, because of mine promise to Scootaloo, I could not divulge the entirety of the situation.”

Scootaloo bowed her head. “Princess Luna, Starstep. I'm really sorry I didn't let you know about Featherweight. I broke the rule about telling my partners about each other.”

The alicorn smiled, nodding in acknowledgment.. “Thy apology is accepted. Now thou knowst why Tia and I insisted on that rule. Leads to far too much heartache.”

Starstep hugged the orange pegasus against her feeble protests. “Apology accepted you silly filly.” She smirked and returned his hug.

“Dost Featherweight know?” Luna asked.

“I haven't told him, but I'm pretty sure he's figured it out. He's just has been nice enough not to press the issue.” She sighed. “I'll tell him.” She caught Luna's warning glance. “I swear.”

“Very well.” The door reappeared. “One last order of business I think.” She tucked her nose under her wing and pulled out a silver chain with her feather and Star's old feather attached. “I dost believe this is thine?” Her magic floated it over to hover in place before Scootaloo.

Starstep blinked. “How did you get it back? I thought Steelhoof was going to his grave clutching your feather.”

Luna gave a soft laugh. “Steelhoof values information over material things. Twas not the feather itself he desired, rather the bargaining chip for which it represented.”

“So him being invited to all these high-profile parties? A deal you made with him?”

“Indeed.” She gave a soft shake of her head. “At least his price was reasonable. I expected much worse.”

Scootaloo stared at the feathers floating within reach. Then she hung her head, ears wilting. “I'm sorry, Princess. I can't take these back.”

The colt's eyebrows raised. “What? You...you don't want to be with us anymore? I'm ok with you seeing another pony. I just want you to be happy. Really. I love you Scoots.”

The filly sighed, looking at him with a sad, knowing smile.. “But never as much as the Princess. I thought I could but...I can't live in her shadow. And I'll be honest Star. I love exploring the world at Featherweight's side. It's an adventure everyday.” She hesitated, pushing at the floating chain with a hoof. “I'm sorry you had to make a deal to get these back, but I can't accept it, Princess.”

“Then thou returns thy tokens?” At Scootaloo's nod, the chain shattered into silver dust and the two feathers tumbled to the floor.

Starstep looked between the mares, startlement on his face. “Wait, what?”

Luna used her magic to pull the orange feather from her own necklace and floated it over to the smaller mare. “I return thy token as well and wish thou happiness in thy pursuit of love.” She looked to Starstep expectantly.

The colt clutched both feathers to his chest with a hoof. “Nuh-uh.” He looked to Scootaloo pleadingly. “I don't want you to go. I love you, Scoots.”

The filly nuzzled him softly. “I love you too, Star. But I know now I wont be happy like this. Besides, this isn't good-bye you crazy colt. I'll still visit, and I don't think Feather will mind if we play around a bit...I...just wont be bound to you and Luna anymore. That's all.” She looked to the blue alicorn. “Princess, are you ok with Star and I having a bit of fun together from time to time?”

Luna nodded with an understanding smile. “Certainly. Perhaps thou can tutor him in more advanced wing-play techniques? His passion is strong, but his performance is most lacking.”

Scootaloo giggled. “Sounds like a challenge.”

“Whoa, whoa, hold on. I wasn't that bad, Luna.”

The orange pegasus raised an eyebrow. “Not that bad? Have you two...?” She trailed off the question.

A thought struck the colt. “Oh...right...Um...heh. I guess I forgot to tell you, we're married now.” He nervously ruffled his mane.

The filly's eyes bulged. “WHAT!?”

“Luna and I...we...got married last night.”

Scootaloo froze for a moment then broke into laughter. “Oh, ha-ha, you had me going, Star.”

Luna smirked. “Tis most true. While we avoided a large scale wedding that Cadance had, I assure thou we art now joined.”

“That's not funny.”

“Tis not meant to be. Tis but the truth.”

Scootaloo looked at them warily. “Now I'm really glad I decided I didn't want to be a part of this. I'm too young to be married.” She sighed and hugged Starstep. “Well...I guess congratulations are in order. You got your Princess.”

Star returned her hug. “Thank you, Scoots. I'm still keeping your feather.”

She looked up at him, cuddled as she was in his hooves. “Why? I can't promise to be with you. It's better this way. Really.”

“Because it's my way of saying I'll never ever forget you. That I'll always love you.”

“But wont the ponies who see it wonder why you've got an orange feather and Luna doesn't?”

“The buck do I care what the other ponies think? If they ask, I'll just tell them it belongs to somepony very special to me.” He paused, grinning. “Or, I'll just tell them it belongs to my wing-play instructor.”

Scootaloo giggled and batted him on the nose. “Silly pony.” She sighed heavily. “Star...give me the feather.”

“What? No I-”

“Star, give me the feather.” She said firmly, poking his chest with a hoof. “I have to let you focus on what's important” She turned her hoof over, gesturing him to give the token to her. “Like I said, I'll still visit, and I'll always have a place in my heart for you. But it's wrong for you to hold out hope for us being in a serious relationship. Please Star. Remember what I told you? No matter what happens, I'll always be your friend. No regrets.”

Long, quiet moments passed as Star looked into Scootaloo's eyes, searching for some reason to deny her request. Then, with a defeated sigh, he pulled her feather from the chain and gently set it into her hoof. “No regrets.” They shared a long grasping hug before the filly slid from his hooves. He watched her step towards the door, a tightness in his chest. “Do you love him? Featherweight I mean.” She nodded. “Then I'm happy for you. Sounds like he'll give you the kind of life you'll enjoy.”

She smiled and gave a slight shake of her head. “You really are a special pony, Star. You've come a long way in a short time. Congratulations on reaching your dream.” She took a deep breath to steady her nerves before putting on a brave smile. “Well...guess I better fetch Feather so we can get this camera shoot done for the newlyweds.” She hesitated at the door, giving a fierce look to the Princess before slipping out.

Starstep slid up to Luna's side and nuzzled at her softly. “What was that last look about?”

Luna smirked. “She was warning me not to hurt thou.”

“Hurt me? But what if I like it when you use the crop?”

Luna toppled the colt over with a fore-hoof then pounced on him to nibble at his most ticklish spots. He squirmed and protested all the while till the alicorn relented and cuddled up against him on the cold study floor. The colt tucked his head under hers and exhaled. “I know in my head she's better off with somepony else...but why does it hurt?”

The Princess of the Night smiled at him knowingly, leaning down to rub noses. “Tis a bittersweet moment. A bit of hope dashed for a greater good. It dost not become easier with occurrence.” She stroked a hoof through his grey-charcoal mane. “Know that she is always welcome in our company and thou art free to spend time with her in private. Thou hath mine blessing.”

Star nodded. “I only hope Featherweight is as understanding as we are.” He glanced at the door, half expecting them to walk in. “I just wish Scoots would have trusted me enough to tell me upfront. That's really the part of all this that burns me.”

“I dost not believe thou were ready. Thou hath struggled with many conflicts that art molding thy heart and mind.”

“Trial by fire?” He smiled up at the alicorn.

“Mmm...in a sense. Yet but a couple of months ago and thou wouldth have been deeply wounded by Scootaloo's confession. Tis the only reason I agreed to not telling thou of the circumstances behind the scenes.” She affectionately rubbed noses again.

“You knew she wouldn't want to be with us after that magic feed-back thing.” He glanced at the two feathers resting on a tiny pile of silver dust. “Why go through all the trouble to get the feathers back from Steelhoof?”

“Like I told thou, mine tokens of affection art not for trade. Nor should thine be. I dost not blame her for the reason. Neigh, it is simply that when she decided to no longer be a part of our union, she needed to return those tokens to us. Being that they were in somepony's possession, a trade was offered.”

“I bet Steelhoof knew for a fact you'd want the feathers back.”

“Indeed, that one is most clever.” She stood, offering a hoof to her colt.

Starstep took Luna's assistance and stood at her side, nuzzling at her neck. “I still can't believe we're married.”

The alicorn giggled softly, a hoof to her lips. “Mmm...I shalt ensure thou hath no doubts when thy magical fatigue is gone.” She smiled at the pegasus as he blushed and glanced away.

The door latch to the room clicked open and Featherweight stuck his head in. “Just checking in. Ready to get started, Princess?” When she nodded, the beige colored colt trotted in, Scootaloo just behind him. The orange pegasus went right to work, flicking the camera lights on and nudging the lens bag to rest at the base of the tripod. While Featherweight adjusted the camera and tripod to adjust for Luna's size. Satisfied at the placement, he smiled to the couple. “So, any particular types of pictures you wanted, Princess?”

Scootaloo smiled at the pair then turned to her partner. “They're newlyweds. Maybe something regal to send out to the public?”

The gangly colt's eyebrows raised. “Wait, married? When did this happen? How did I miss the wedding? I would have taken lots of photos for you two.”

Luna gave a smirk. “Thou would hath a difficult time finding proper lighting on the moon.” Starstep and Luna shared a laugh as Featherweight blinked in confusion. She gave the bewildered photographer a smile. “Yes, something regal for the announcements of the reception. Perhaps thou wouldst enjoy photographing the event?”

“Oh, yes, Princess. I'd love it!” His eyes brightened and Star noticed Scootaloo watching the excited colt with a smile on her face.

“Splendid.” Luna sat back on her haunches in front of the camera, pulling Starstep to her side before sitting up regally. “Tis time to practice thy royal face, Star. One must put upon thy mask for the public.”

Star smirked and looked at the camera. “Royal portraits are fine and all, Princess, but I have a request.”

“Oh? Do tell.”

“I want to take a picture with us being more loving with each other. Even if it's just to hang on your mantle. And one day, I want a picture with you, Scoots, and Cheerilee.”

Luna pondered it for a moment then nodded. “Very well. I agree to thy request. Now, put upon thy best mask.” She stared straight ahead at the camera in all her regal glory. Noble and commanding. Star did his best to mimic, using his 'stern-guard' face.

Featherweight nodded, focusing the lens a moment. “Alright your majesties. On three. One-two-three.” Just as he said three, Luna snapped a bit of magic on Star's rump, causing him to make a surprised face just as the flash went off, with Luna grinning mischievously at the same time.

The alicorn giggled at Star's glare. “Yes, I dost believe that should make for a fine invitation photo.”

A few hours later and Featherweight was packing up his gear with Scootaloo's help. They'd taken lots of pictures for the couple, from serious to something more affectionate. Even one where Luna posed quite teasingly for the camera, which had heated Feather's and Star's cheeks. Luna insisted it was a special image for Star's personal album only. Finally the last of the equipment was packed and the two couples faced each other.

Scootaloo smiled at Luna. “Princess, I told Featherweight a bit of what's been going on when I went to fetch him. Just like I promised I would.” She winked at the beige pegasus.

“Splendid. There art some secrets one should not hold too tightly lest it hurt those thou art fond of.” The alicorn nodded firmly.

“Uh...actually, Princess.” Featherweight grinned nervously. “I've known for a while. At least, the part with Starstep.” He gave a nod to the other colt. “We all went to school together, so I knew they had a history. When I saw the feathers after her last trip to Canterlot, I kinda put two and two together. I didn't know who the blue feather belonged to till I saw you, Princess.” He shrugged. “It's ok, though. I knew Scoots was working something out.”

Scoots smirked and slugged the colt in the shoulder. “That's for not saying anything.” She kissed his cheek. “That's for being so trusting.”

Star held out a hoof to the other colt. “If I'd have known you were in this, I would have let you know. Sorry if there were any hard feelings.” Featherweight shook his hoof and nodded.

“Hey, it's alright. Just think, I'm the only photographer around who's mare-friend is sleeping with royalty” He grinned.

The blue-grey pegasus chuckled. “Oh, she hasn't been to bed with Luna, sorry.”

“Not the Princess, you.”

“Huh?”

Luna held a hoof to her muzzle and giggled. “Oh...yes...I suppose I hath forgotten one other important part of thy becoming mine husband. Thou art now a Prince.”

Star's eyes went wide. “WHAT? I...I don't know anything about ruling or commanding or-” He began rambling incoherently.

The other ponies were laughing at his reaction when Luna placed her crystal slipper onto his lips. “Hold thy tongue, my love. Tis only a title, much like Shining Armor received. I wilst train thou on thy proper duties. Tis part of why thou art now a Shadow-Guard and answer only to me.” She looked into his bright blue eyes. “Dost thou understand?” When he nodded she removed her hoof.

Featherweight wing-bowed to them. “Thank you very much for the business, Princess Luna. I'll have the photos hoof-delivered to Canterlot Castle as soon as they're ready.”

“Twas mine pleasure.” She nodded to him then smiled to the orange pegasus. “Scootaloo dear. Thou art always welcome to visit.”

“Thanks, Princess.” She glanced at Featherweight before stepping forward to hug Starstep tight. “Be safe, Star. Don't let your head get too big.” She whispered into his ear.

Star hugged her back just as tight. “You'll just have to come by and keep me grounded so I don’t float away.” They shared a chuckle.

As the photographer and assistant were leaving, Luna held up a hoof. “A request if I may?” Feather and Scoot halted. “Go down into the gardens on thy way out and take a picture of mine sister and the pegasus beside her. I ask that they not know if possible. I wish it to be a surprise.”

Featherweight smirked. “Of course Princess. Paparazzi is what I started as.” And with that, Star and Luna were left alone in the study.

Starstep exhaled heavily. “Well...that was...” He shook his head. “Featherweight seems awfully understanding of Scoots wanting to play with other ponies.”

Luna giggled, draping a wing over her husband as she coaxed him towards the doors. “Indeed. He is as much a free spirit as the young mare. He too shall indulge in the company of others and Scootaloo wilst not mind.”

“So what's the plan for tonight?” He held the door open for her, smiling to her thankful nod.

“Ah, well...tonight I hath another meeting with the griffon clan-heads.”

“No vacation for the newlyweds huh?” Star grinned at her as they slowly made their way down the stone hallway.

Luna giggled softly, flipping her ethereal tail against his flank. “Tis not as thou could preform thy husbandly duties this evening.” She stuck her tongue out at his mock-hurt expression. “While I am attending to these griffons, thou art free to explore the town. I know thou hath not a chance to openly do so. In fact, a young mare hath requested thy company for the evening.”

Star raised an eyebrow at that as they turned a corner, hooves clicking sharply on the stone floor. “Oh? Somepony I know?”

“Indeed, a Miss Sandy. Unicorn Sun-Guard who thou danced with at the pub, and did save thou from a rather forward griffon. She has asked for thy assistance in a most personal matter. A chance for thou to pay down thy debt to her?”

“Personal matter?” He paused to nod to a bowing maid and butler, following Luna's example. “Any idea what?”

“Neigh, but thou hath mine permission to do whatever she asks of thou.” She smiled slyly.

“Hmm...you're up to something.” He narrowed his eyes at her.

“Me, my love?” She paused to place a hoof to her chest dramatically. “Heavens forbid the thought!”

“Now I KNOW you're up to something.” He grinned at the blue alicorn.

The Princess leaned against him, foreleg covering her eyes as she wailed softly in despair. “Alas, I hath become predictable in mine old age. Only a day and mine husband knows my ways. Whatever shalt I do? Woe onto me!”

Starstep rolled his eyes, smiling at her bad acting. “Ok, ok. I'll go meet Sandy later and see what I can do to help.”

Like a light-switch being flipped, Luna was back to her regal, commanding self, walking gracefully at Star's side. “Splendid. I shalt provide thou with an address to her home. I expect thou to be prompt and do thy best. Thou art free to stay out as late as thy wishes.”

The pegasus raised an eyebrow. “You don't seem too eager to have me back home. Is there another pony I should know about?”

Luna smirked. “Oh yes. Beautiful mare, long white legs and a rather plump rump with large, lovely wings.”

He chuckled, shaking his head as they turned down the last hallway to the bed-chambers. “Quality time with your sister?”

“Indeed. With all the...events of late, tis most pressing that we spend time with one another.” They halted before the iron-bound door to Luna's bed-chambers. Star noted that the guards were not there but tucked it away to ask about later. The alicorn pressed her crystal slippered hoof to his chest and smiled. “Tis also important that thou spends time for thyself. I know thou enjoys mine company, but tis not healthy to drown in it.” She leaned down to nuzzle affectionately. “Besides, my Shadow-guard.” She whispered gently. “Thou art my eyes and ears amongst the citizens. See and hear what I cannot.”

Star gave a firm nod. “Of course, Princess.” He glanced at the bed-chamber door. “Uh, so what now?”

“Now?” She smirked, a slight blush on her cheeks. “Now, my love, thou wilst help dress me for the evening. I believe there was a certain bit of attire thou desired to place in and upon mine person?” She giggled as he shyly looked away. “Come now, twas thy idea. One must take responsibilities for thy decisions.” Her magic opened the door and she gestured with a hoof. “Thou must learn to take command from time to time.”

The pegasus coughed into his hoof then glanced up and down the hallway to ensure they were alone. “Ok...if you insist.” He slapped her flank and grinned at her shocked expression. “Inside, um, Mistress.”

Luna snorted back a laugh, hoof to her lips. “Oh, dear. Star, my love. Thou hath much to learn about being dominating. I suppose I shalt instruct by example.” Star blinked and wilted a little under her sudden shift in expression. Her eyes were stern and hungry, a wicked smile that promised torment and pleasure upon her muzzle. She slapped his flank firm enough to sting his cutie-mark and pointed to the open door. “Inside ,colt." Her voice commanded, hard and unwavering. "Thou art too slow and shalt be punished. Delay any longer and I shalt use the chastity belt and toy upon thou!”

The colt blinked and tilted his head. “But it only fits mares.”

The Princess raised an eyebrow. “Sayth whom? Even colts have a hole with which to fill.” She licked her lips and narrowed her eyes.

Star eeped and tumbled over himself to scramble into the room. Luna rolled her eyes and giggled softly as she followed a moment later, locking the door firmly behind them. Today would be most delightful.

Author's Notes:

While I had more to put at the end of this chapter, it felt out of place and would have taken away from the importance of the other events. So rather than shoe-horn more in just to pad the word-count, it will start off the next chapter. That just means I'm ahead on the next chapter and allows you ponies to enjoy this one a bit sooner. Also, not everything is as it seems, you readers should know this by now. That said, stay tuned!