Chapter 105

With Sunset in the passenger seat, Rarity pulled into Fluttershy’s driveway just a few minutes after 4:00am. The two had been deep in conversation the entire drive, having been summoned by text message to Fluttershy's house.

“I'm afraid I don't quite understand what that means, darling,” the fashionista said as she pulled the key from the ignition and opened the driver’s door.

"The Crown, Rare," Sunset replied. "They're basically the prosecutors in criminal proceedings, but their role isn't necessarily to try to convict the person charged; it’s to be an unbiased presenter of evidence in the case. I told Shiny he should apply for it. I mean, the worst that can happen is that he won’t get the job, right?"

"Indeed," Rarity said as she swung her feet out and placed them on the ground. "And I certainly do wish him all the best; that would be a tremendous step forward for his career."

"Oh, absolutely," Sunset agreed as they stepped out of the car and closed the doors, wearing their regular attire—each with the added comfort of a jacket. Sunset sighed a visible cloud into the chilly air. She looked at the front of the house, taking note that the outside light was on. "Hm." She glanced at Rarity. “I wonder what Golds wanted,” she muttered, looking over the car at the fashionista, who shrugged and rolled her eyes, followed by a smirk.

“I am not certain, darling, but if it has anything to do with something going inside something else until there’s a mess to clean up, then I’ll be glad we made the trip.”

Sunset chuckled. “Nah. I'm sure Flutters already has that looked after.”

“I wouldn't be shocked in the least, but we mustn’t rule anything out; one never knows, darling!” Rarity replied as she rounded the front of her car and headed for the door.

Sunset smirked, listening to the salacious giggle that came from the indigo-haired girl as she joined her by the front door, using her index finger to sweep a lock of that brunette hair from her cheek after it’d been put it there by a small breeze. When she did, her sense of smell picked up the aroma of Rarity’s womanhood, which was still lingering on her face. She then found herself gazing at the fashionista, wondering how she would have felt about their earlier activities if she was still mortal: would she be horrified? Would she ever be able to be near Rarity again without it being awkward?

She really had no idea, and in truth, she didn’t care. Sunset thoroughly enjoyed the things they did together that night, and she would do it again in a heartbeat, whether it was with Rarity or Fluttershy.

Beside her, Rarity took the handle with one hand and gave a polite knock with the other before opening the door to peer inside.

“Oh, darlings! Are you in here? Is someone in need of a lady’s touch? Because we can certainly-“

When Sunset and Rarity stepped inside together, they were instantly stopped by a shocking sight, preceded by the agitated voice of Golden Arrow.

*****

With the counter to my back, I leaned on the table with one hand and raised a finger with the other. “I’m gonna spell this out for you, one… last… time: We. Do NOT. Have. TACOS! Got it!?”

Fluttershy stood next to me with hopelessness in her eyes, covering her mouth and shaking her head.

The girl who sat across the table from me pointed a blue finger around the kitchen. “Yeah, maybe... but, are you for realz sure? There’s still a few cupboards you haven’t checked yet.”

After a wide-eyed glare, I stood upright and threw my hands up. “Alright, that’s it! Thumb, meet forehead!”

Fluttershy gasped and reached out to grab my shoulder with both hands, trying feebly to stop me from rounding the table toward Sonata. “No! Goldie... Goldie, stop! Don’t do it!”

At the same time, we heard voices from outside, followed by the front door opening.

I peeled my eyes from the vacuous smile on Sonata’s face to see who it was, and was quickly relieved when I saw Rarity and Sunset’s faces there, staring in shock at the blue-haired girl seated at Fluttershy’s table.

“Thank Christ! Get in here!” I shouted, holding a hand out to wave them inside before turning away to go back to the far side of the table.

Sonata turned to look at the new arrivals and tapped her index fingertips together. “Um… hi,” she greeted timidly.

Rarity was the first to react; her eyes widened and then she inhaled quickly. “You!” she growled, raising a finger as she stepped forward. “I thought I told you-”

Sunset gasped and quickly gripped Rarity’s shoulder to pull her back, making the fashionista look at her in surprise.

With a cautious glare, Sunset shook her head.

Realising she’d nearly exposed herself, Rarity paused and then slowly turned back to a confused-looking Sonata. “I-I mean, I thought I… er... recognised you; w-what are you doing here?”

“Um…” the Siren paused, picking at the tabletop with her fingernail, “I… ran away from Dagi and Aria.”

Rarity and Sunset stood by the door, dumbfounded. After staring at Sonata for a moment, they glanced at me and Fluttershy, and then at each other.

“Psst!”

After summoning their attention, Fluttershy and I waved the them over.

They made their way around the table to us, looking as though they weren’t exactly sure which planet they were on. We backed away a few steps to meet them at the far end, out of earshot of the siren.

Rarity folded her arms as she approached, ducking her head to speak quietly. “Darlings, what the fuck is this?” She paused to glance back at Sonata. “How did this happen?”

Fluttershy held a hand next to her mouth and whispered her reply. “I don’t know! She just showed up here, saying she ran away from the other two and that she was lost and hungry, and she needed some place to go.”

Sunset cocked a brow. “When?”

Fluttershy shrugged. “Like an hour or so ago. It sounds like she’s been on her own for a couple weeks; she didn’t know what else to do.”

“It’s a trick!” Rarity assserted, raising a finger. “What else could it be? Why else would she be here? The other two have clearly sent her to scope us out, to find our weaknesses,” —she shook a fist in defiance— “well they’re not gonna find one, that much I can promise!”

“Uh, well they could technically fuck with our homes or hurt the people around us,” Sunset pointed out.

“No matter,” Rarity fired back. “We’re onto their little scheme, and we shall put a stop to it right here and now!”

“I don’t know, Rare, she was really cold when she got here—and hungry,” Fluttershy explained. “Something’s not right. It really did seem like she’d been on her own for quite a while; do you really think the other two would put her through all that just for a... a scheme?”

“Plus,” I added, “she would definitely not be my first choice to send on an espionage mission, based on what I’ve seen of her already.”

“But perhaps that’s the trick, darling. It could all be an act.” Rarity rubbed her chin. “Not only that, I specifically told her that they were to stay out of Canterlot, and yet she has blatantly disobeyed my order. Clearly she cannot be trusted after showing such defiance!”

“This isn’t Canterlot,” Sunset reminded her. “And it was technically a threat, not an order. Not that it matters.”

“Yes, I’m aware of that,” the fashionista chided. “But regardless, I don’t like it. They are up to no good, I tell you; I just know it!”

I pointed at the brunette. “That’s why I asked for Sunny to come out, so she can find out what’s really going on.”

After a quick pause, Sunset rolled her eyes and groaned. “Oooof course you did.”

“Yes, absolutely!” Rarity snapped a finger. “You get inside her mind and expose their plan, and then I will dispatch her quickly. We shall send her back to the others in several boxes to send a clear message: do NOT fuck with us!”

I rolled my eyes and pulled Rarity against me, rubbing her shoulders. “OK Rare… you need to slow down, alright? You’re getting a little ahead of yourself here—and kinda freaky, to be honest.”

“Yeah, why are you so fired up about this?” Sunset asked.

“I ju-… I just… unnngh…” the fashionista buried her face in my chest and whimpered. Then she wrapped her arms around me and hooked her hands behind the small of my back.

Fluttershy approached and placed her hand between Rarity’s shoulder blades. “It’s OK, Rare. I understand how you feel, but we shouldn’t jump to conclusions just yet. We have to let Sunset do her thing first before we can, um… decide what to do.”

Rarity let out a quiet groan, and then removed her face from my chest to look across the table at Sonata. “Fine. Let’s get it over with, and you shall see that I was right all along,” she boasted. Then she folded her arms and looked at Sunset. “Well, get on with it!”

Sunset took a moment to prepare herself. She took a deep breath and exhaled through pursed lips, wagging a pair of loose hands before turning toward the siren. “OK. Here it goes.”

The three of us watched intently as the brunette made a cautious circle around the table to approach Sonata. Keeping her arms folded, Rarity leaned back, letting her shoulders rest against me as she glowered at the siren; Fluttershy stood at my side, taking my hand in hers while covering her mouth with the other.

Sonata kept her eyes on Sunset as she approached, withdrawing somewhat as the brunette pulled the adjacent chair out and sat sideways, facing her.

Sunset let her arm rest on the table, tapping her fingers lightly on the smooth wood as she let out a long exhale, studying her adversary. After a moment of considering how to begin, Sunset finally spoke.

“Do you… remember me?”

Sonata looked at her with a pair of big, maroon eyes, twiddling fingers that Sunset could see were trembling with anxiety. She nodded and opened her mouth to speak, hesitantly. “You’re the one who beat us... I think. I thought your hair was red?”

“Oh...” Sunset’s eyes crossed as they looked up to that brown spiral that hung over her forehead. “Yeah, that’s... I dyed my hair for, um... a project.” She then returned her eyes to Sonata. “And it wasn’t just me,” she corrected. “It was all of us who beat you. Together. I just joined in late, because I wasn’t sure if it was my place to help.” She paused and let out a sigh. “Not long before that, I did bad things, just like the three of you.”

Sonata looked down at the table and sighed. “I know.”

The brunette leaned forward to see into the siren’s eyes. “Do you think you could tell us what happened? When did you leave the other two?”

Sonata looked solemnly at Sunset. “A few weeks ago, I just… left.” She shrugged and shook her head. “I felt like I needed a change.”

Sunset rubbed her bottom lip thoughtfully. “OK... so you were out on your own for two… three weeks? And you had nowhere to go, so you came here?”

The siren nodded. “It was getting cold out.”

“How do you feel now?”

“Better,” Sonata nodded, “now that I ate. I still feel kinda weird though.”

“Do you feel sick at all?” Sunset asked, seeing an opportunity to move in. She brought her hand toward Sonata’s forehead, causing her to flinch. “Hey, it’s OK,” Sunset softly reassured her. “I’m just gonna check you for a fever.”

Sonata relaxed slowly, and she allowed Sunset’s hand come against her brow. The brunette closed her eyes, her brows furrowed immediately.

I knew that look. Although Sonata hadn’t been around quite as long as me, I could tell by Sunset’s expression that there was still a long history hidden away in that seemingly empty head, and it was clearly taking her a minute to sort it all out.

When she finally withdrew her hand, Sunset gave her head a shake and blinked a few times, her expression one of distress.

“Um… I-I think you’ll be fine,” she said to Sonata, her voice uneven. She rose slowly from the chair. “Could you excuse me for one moment?”

Sonata nodded and looked down into her lap, unaware that her mind had just been invaded and scrutinized so closely.

“Well?” Rarity asked softly as Sunset approached us, rubbing her temple. “What are they up to? What sort of rubbish are they planning?”

“Nothing,” Sunset answered, then raised a finger to specify. “Actually, I don’t know about the other two, but she definitely isn’t up to anything.”

Rarity and Fluttershy were silent for a moment, but then Rarity raised a finger and shook it. “She is quite naïve; perhaps she is being used by them and is unaware of it. They could be following her to see where she’s going so they could learn our whereabouts, a-and-“

Sunset shook her head. “First of all, they know where we live. All of us.”

Fluttershy covered her mouth and looked at her girlfriend, who also looked rather concerned by this revelation.

“So… what then? Do they intend to strike?” Rarity asked. “Come now, out with it, Sunset! We simply must know their plan so we can put a stop to it!”

“Relax, Rare. They don’t have a plan—not that I know of, anyway. They haven’t moved in on us because, quite frankly, they’re scared of us.”

Rarity raised a brow. “Scared? But… when I had my encounter with them, all they spoke of was how they were going to have their revenge, and how superior they are to us; nothing but arrogance and hubris if you ask me, especially from Adagio.”

Sunset shook her head. “It’s all an act. Deep down, they know we beat them —at their best, too— and now they’re just normal women; they’re afraid of us because they know we’d probably beat them again.”

“Are they aware of the… you know,” —Rarity leaned in to whisper— “the immortality?”

“No,” Sunset replied shortly. “They don’t even know about the powers we got at the camp.”

“Hm.” Rarity rubbed her chin thoughtfully, and then looked up at Sunset again. “Is there a second of all?”

“Yeah. Sonata’s not spying on us, and the others aren’t following her around without her knowing. They can’t be.”

Rarity was taken aback by this. “Are you certain?”

Sunset nodded. “Yeah. She was thinking about leaving for a week or so before she did it, and she never mentioned it to them at all; she just left one night while they were asleep, so there’s no way they could have planned something like that with her. They don’t even know where she is.”

“Oh dear,” Fluttershy whispered. “So… she was telling the truth.”

“Yup,” Sunset said, glancing back at the siren as she ran a hand up her midsection to her chest, where she cupped her breast and squeezed it gently. “And it was because of you, Rare,” she continued as she turned to look at a surprised Rarity.

“Me?”

The brunette nodded, biting her lip. “Yeah. I saw you in her mind, wearing the suit. You’re the one who gave her the idea to leave.” Sunset gave the fashionista a little smirk. “You told her she was sweet.”

Rarity’s jaw went slack; she stared blankly at her friend. “You… I just… I-I was simply… I was trying my hand at some ‘divide and conquer’ tactics,” she stammered. “I didn’t think it would actually work, and I CERTAINLY didn’t intend for her to end up here!”

Sunset cocked her head and shrugged. “Well… it’d been a long time since she heard anyone say anything nice about her, and I guess she took it to heart.”

“Ohh…” Fluttershy covered her mouth as she watched the lonely-looking girl sitting at her table. “That’s so sad.”

Rarity sighed and rubbed her forehead, eyes closed. “I simply cannot believe this.” After a short pause, her eyes popped open suddenly and she moved her hand to look at the brunette. “Wait a minute... does she know I’m the Dark Mistress?”

“No.” Sunset shook her head. She released her breast and then folded her arms over them. “She didn’t take this decision lightly, Rare, just so you know. I mean, think about it: the three of them are sisters; they’ve been together for ages. It wasn’t easy for her to do what she did, but she did it because she thought maybe it was time for something new, to make things better for herself.” Sunset turned to look at the siren again. “In a way… I actually kind of admire her for it. It took guts to do what she did, leaving them like that... without even saying goodbye.” She turned back to face us, licking her lips. “She misses them. Leaving them behind was the hardest thing she’s ever done. It devastated her, and she needs help; she needs someone to support her, because… uhh, fuck!... I-I think she really wanted to make things... uh, better, and she needs to know that she did the right thing.”

“So… um, what do you think we should do?” Fluttershy asked softly.

Rarity sneered. “You’re not suggesting we actually take her in, are y-” Her question was cut short, however; her vitriol transitioned into a vacant scowl as she watched Sunset’s hand slowly make its way down her midsection to her crotch, where she cupped her mound and began to rub it firmly.

The three of us —and Sonata— stared in blank silence as the brunette fondled herself before us, her eyes drifting shut.

“Darling; are you… feeling alright?”

Sunset’s eyes popped open suddenly, realising that she had in fact trailed off, and was now brazenly touching herself in front of everyone. “Uhh…” She brought her hand up, her cheeks darkening a shade or two. “Ugh… sorry guys, I’m… having trouble concentrating,” she confessed, hanging her head as she pinched the bridge of her nose.

Fluttershy reached out to give Sunset’s shoulder a rub. “It’s a lot to take in, Sunset. I kn-”

“No, it’s not that, it’s…” Sunset cut in, but then she stopped for a second before pointing at me.

My eyes widened when I saw that finger aimed at my face like a gun, which prompted the other two girls to turn and face me.

Rarity scowled and shook her head. “Oh, darling!”

“What?” I shrugged, scowling back. “It’s not like I’m doing it on purpose; it’s her magic that’s causing it!”

The fashionista sneered and gave my shoulder a backhand. “Well don’t just stand there,” she scolded, pointing down the hall to Fluttershy’s bedroom. “Take her in back and relieve her!”

“Oh Jesus, fine!” I huffed, throwing my hands in the air. “Looks like it’s Golds’ job to be everybody’s FUCKIN servant tonight! Make me tacos; don’t kill the siren; cum in my pussy... GOD!”

With a shake of my head, I turned and headed down the hall, waving the brunette along as I went. “Come on, Sunny, let’s go.”

A smirk crossed Sunset’s face as she glanced at the fashionista. “Thanks Rare,” she said as she laced her fingers together and cracked her knuckles. “I’ll see you ladies in a bit.”

“Have fun, darling. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“Ha! Well that’s a pretty short list,” Sunset quipped, her voice echoing down the hall as she departed.

Fluttershy and Rarity turned back to face the table, where a concerned-looking siren was sitting.

“Uh… wait,” Sonata raised a finger and cocked her head, “what was the second thing he said?”

Fluttershy’s eyebrows rose. “Oh… um, nothing. It’s OK.”

Sonata looked a bit dubious of the answer, but she decided to let it go and simply nodded.

The three stood in silence for a moment, staring awkwardly at one another. Fluttershy’s hands were folded; she looked somewhat unsure of the situation, as did the siren. Rarity, however, looked quite hostile: her arms were folded and she was glaring sharply at Sonata, watching her attentively.

“Nice haircut, darling.”

Sonata met eyes with the fashionista, reaching behind her head where her long ponytail once hung. “Oh… yeah, I… uh, it got cut off.”

“I see that.”

Tense silence followed.

*****

In Fluttershy’s bathroom, however, tension was being released.

“Wow, seriously? You and Rare got it on tonight?”

“Uuuhh-huh,” Sunset moaned, leaning on the vanity top.

She was bent forward slightly, her back curved so her derrière pointed outwards. Her black tights and red thong were wrapped around her left ankle, her body jarring with each thrust it took from the rear. From my position, I could see her face in the mirror; her eyes were closed, her brow furrowed, mouth open. It was always a lovely sight, seeing Sunset’s face contorted with pleasure, and tonight, I had the choice of seeing that, or I could look down and see those beautifully perfect cheeks, jiggling playfully each time they collided with my hips. Beyond that, my stiff length was wedged tightly between those thick, amber lips, sliding deep into her tender, hot moisture again and again.

“Huh…” I shook my head as I held her hip tightly with one hand. The other reached around her, where it slid up inside her shirt to wiggle my fingers inside her bra so I could hold onto her breast, enjoying the feel of that stiff nipple tickling my palm. “So… how’d it go?”

“Oohhh…” she let her head hang and then shook it, her long, dark locks swinging over the sink. Her womanhood gripped me tightly, spreading its juice along my length as I worked my way in and out. “It was… fucking hot!” She brought her head up quickly, throwing her hair behind her back as she locked those turquoise eyes onto my reflection. “She is SO fucking sexy, I can’t even… and her pussy?” —her eyes rolled back, eyelids fluttering— “Oooooh, it’s like eating a flower from heaven.”

“Yeah I can definitely vouch for that,” I agreed, tightening my grip on her breast.

“Mmmmmm,” she closed her eyes and licked her bottom lip, enjoying the fulfilling sensation of my length pummeling her insides.

“What kind of stuff did you guys do?”

“She… oohh, she tied me up and fingered me, then she used my tit to stroke her pussy… and… AAAAH!” The ability to speak had been temporarily stolen from her; she squeezed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth, her knees trembling weakly, calling for her to prop them against the vanity to keep herself steady.

“What else did she do?”

“Um… mmmm… she uh, used her tongue...” she gasped, squeezing her eyes shut.

I slid my hand from her hip to reach around her. “Where’d she lick you? Here?” I dipped my finger into the warmth of her slit, using the slick coating between her folds to stroke her clit.

Her entire frame buckled in response, her upper body nearly collapsing onto the countertop before she caught herself. “Oohhh fuck… YES! Right there!” she cried, panting heavily as I continued to hilt myself in her depths, her legs quivering as I traced rapid little circles around that sensitive bud. “Sh-sh-she… w-we ate eat other like a couple of www-w-w-wild animals; I… fuck! It was so good, Golds… you should have been there!”

“I bet,” I said, closing my eyes to steady myself. The sensation of her interior gliding along my length, its distinct texture squeezing and teasing me, combined with the mental image of her and Rarity lapping away at one another’s delicious flesh had sent me reeling, and I had to take a moment to gather myself in order to remember what I was going to say. “I know, speaking from experience, that Rare’s mouth is really good at more than just talking.”

“Oohhh yeah,” she moaned, tipping her head back with her mouth open, eyes closed. “Don’t… don’t stop! I… I’m gonna cum!”

I did as ordered and sure enough, after mere seconds of impaling her with my manhood, slapping her backside with my hips and teasing her clit with my finger, her back stiffened and she began to tremble violently. Her teeth clenched, bearing the release of pleasure that had just exploded throughout her body.

“NNNGHH!” she grunted, letting her head hang as the rest of her body melted like putty in my hands, her sopping wet interior squeezing my length rhythmically, pulsing like a stack of subs at a night club as her hands clamoured around the countertop to find something to steady herself on. Her fingers mindlessly wrapped themselves around one of the faucet handles and pulled, turning the water on when it moved unintentionally, which caused her hand to slip off. “Ahh… huh?” she panted, opening her eyes when she heard the sound of water hissing into the sink. “Sh-shit!… Oops…”

In the meantime, I hadn’t let up on Sunset. It was always my opinion that just because a lady was having an orgasm, that was no reason to stop fucking her—unless it appeared to be bothering her. Not only that, it was comical watching her try to turn the faucet off, and I found myself wondering why she even cared in the first place.

Her dexterity was shot; she could hardly see with her eyelids fluttering shut—not surprising with the amount of sensation that was bombarding her, making normally simple tasks a challenge to complete, like turning off a faucet.

She reached for the handle and missed. Instead, she ended up slapping the bottom of the sink and splashed water all over the counter.

“Damn it!” she huffed, bringing her hand up to shake it off. “Oh, fuck it,” she panted, shaking her head as she gave up and leaned on the rim of the sink, letting the water run.

Her climax died not long after, and I had since moved my hand back to her hip to grip it with slippery fingers as I continued to thrust into her depths, which were now much sloppier in the wake of her orgasm, making our fucking much noisier than before.

She brought her eyes up again, watching my face in the mirror. Then a smirk began to form in the corner of her mouth—which I noticed.

“What?” I asked.

Her eyelids fluttered, and she licked her lips, then pursed them. “You’re so cute, pretending to be mad about having to fuck me.”

“Heh. Yyyyeah...” I smiled back at her. “I was just messin around.”

She giggled softly and then let her head hang, her amusement transitioning into a long moan as her body received more of that deep, wonderful sensation.

“So... what else did you guys get up to tonight?” I asked, speaking up so she could hear me over the fleshy squipping sounds combined with the running water. “You see any action in the streets?”

“Ummm…” Again, she raised her head and bit her lip, eyes closed. “There was a s-s-stolen welding truck… some people breaking into a sh-shop with it…”

I closed my eyes, feeling the pressure begin to elevate in my nether regions. “Y-you put a stop to it?”

“Uuuuhhh… mmm, uh-huh…” she nodded, licking her lips. “I even ch-choke-slammed some punk chick into a ga... ga... GARBAGE CAN!”

“Noice!” I smirked as I looked down at her ass, watching my hips hammer those cheeks ruthlessly.

“Oh my-... fuck! You’re gonna cum soon, aren’t you?” she whispered between breaths, forcing her eyes open to look at me in the mirror.

“Yeah,” I panted, my fingers sinking deeper into her breast as I tightened my grip on it.

“Oh yeah... I can feel it getting harder,” she moaned, pausing to swallow. “Fuck my pussy, Golds! I want you to make me even wetter; pump me full with that fucking big dick!”

I watched her face in the mirror, her brows furrowing as she moaned with delight, feeling the member inside her swell up in preparation for release.

“Fuck... almost there, Sunny… you ready?”

“YES!” she huffed, her legs quivering with anticipation. “Do it! Cum inside me!”

The sound of her voice begging for my seed finally sent me over the edge. I burst inside of her without restraint, feeding her loins the hot, thick gushes of fluid that her magic had been making her crave so badly. My heart raced as her tight flesh gripped my sensitive head, overloading my mind with intense pleasure; each subtle movement caused me to pulse again and again until the flow began to subside, leaving me a twitching, creamy mess, lodged deep inside her.

Sunset let her head hang, panting hard as the tips of her dark locks dipped into the sink, wetted by the running water. “Fuck…” she whispered, turning her head slightly as she reached out and turned the handle to shut the water off.

She looked into the mirror at me with those turquoise eyes full of satisfaction, her mouth slightly ajar as she waited for her breathing to return to normal. A smirk curled one side of her mouth, followed by a quiet chuckle. “You: never stop being this awesome.”

I closed my eyes and leaned forward to reach around her, wrapping my forearms around her belly as I rested my cheek between her shoulder blades. “It’s not just me who’s awesome, Sunny,” I replied, listening to her heartbeat through her back.

“Hm,” she giggled softly, aimlessly studying the water droplets on the vanity top.

We remained like this for a few minutes, enjoying the heat of that thick pool that’d been planted deep in her loins.

Eventually, Sunset straightened up, prompting me to lift my head from her back. She turned to face me over her shoulder so I could lean in for a kiss.

After separating our lips, we stared into each other eyes for a moment, followed by a smile from her.

“Well…” she said, giving my bottom lip a nibble, “I guess we’d better clean up and get back out there so we can figure out what to do with this fucking siren.”

“Yeah, probably,” I replied, before planting one more peck on her lips.

*****

Sunset returned to the front room with her fingers laced through her hair, tousling it vigorously as I followed not far behind.

I stopped at the end of the hallway, folded my arms and leaned on the wall while Sunset rejoined Rarity and Fluttershy at the end of the table with a blissful sigh.

Rarity turned to the brunette and raised a brow. “And how are we doing now?”

Sunset nodded. “I feel loads better.”

“Right then, if I might make a suggestion?” the fashinoista replied, pointing her nose into the air rather smartly.

Sunset returned an inquisitive look.

“Perhaps next time you might... close the bathroom door?”

“Oh...” Sunset cringed a little bit. “Could you guys hear us?”

“Well, we...” Rarity’s eyes shifted upward and she waved her hand in a circle. “Errr... we did hear some the, uh... louder bits.”

“Oh...”

“No matter, what’s done is done. Oh, and... ‘flower from heaven?’ Thank you, darling, I am quite flattered.” The fashionista waved the compliment away to change the sunject. “Have you made a decision on what is to be the fate of Miss Dusk here?”

Sunset clapped her hands and rubbed them together. “Yeah. She stays.”

“It’s settled then. We shall take her out back and- WHAT!?” Rarity’s eyes popped open; her jaw nearly hit the floor. “What do you mean ‘she stays?’”

Sunset raised her brows and drew a breath. “She made the decision to change her life for the better, and I think we should support her. She can’t do it on her own,” she explained, facing the siren.

Sonata’s eyes lit up and she clasped her hands together. “I can stay with you guys? For realzies!?”

The brunette smiled and nodded, then turned to Fluttershy. “Is it OK if she stays here for a few days until we figure out a permanent place for her?”

“Oh… um…” Fluttershy paused, rubbing her chin as she glanced at Sonata. “I, um… I guess so.”

“I know it’s not a very convenient thing to ask, Flutters,” Sunset said, placing her hand on the shy girl’s shoulder. “I’d take her, but I have shit to do tomorrow, and the others are all working, except for Golds—cuz he’s an unemployed loser.”

I let my arms flop down to my sides, scowling.

Sunset continued. “So he can stay here tomorrow and keep an eye on her, then on Saturday, we’ll have the get-together and we’ll talk everything over.”

Fluttershy nodded. “Oh, yeah... it’s OK, Sunset. I’d be happy to have her.”

“Good. So we’re all in agreement then?” Sunset asked, glancing at each of us.

“Certainly not!” Rarity pouted and folded her arms, prompting the rest of us to look at her in surprise, especially Sonata. “I don’t like it one bit! I don’t trust her!”

Sunset pointed a finger at herself. “Do you trust me? Cuz I already told you she wasn’t lying about leaving the others.”

“I… I just, I’d rather not be responsible for letting a traitor into our midst,” Rarity reasoned, placing a palm to her forehead for a moment before sighing and looking at Sunset. “I have a bad feeling about this, darling.”

Sunset cocked a brow. “Rare… why are you so wound up about this? It’s pretty obvious that Sonata hasn’t come here to…” She trailed off, and then gave the fashionista a sideways look. “Wait… are you mad because-“ Sunset glanced at Sonata first, then she put her hand on Rarity’s shoulder to lead her back to the hall entrance where I was standing. “Come here,” she said quietly before turning back to face the shy girl. “Flutters, could you help Sonata get settled in?”

“Of course!” Fluttershy replied with a smile before turning to approach the siren.

Sunset brought Rarity close to me, and the three of us huddled together, speaking quietly.

“Rare, are you pissed that she came back after you told her not to?”

The fashionista recoiled at the accusation. “W-what? No! It’s not that at all, it’s just-“

“Holy crap… that’s totally it, isn’t it?” Sunset chortled, covering her mouth. “You told them to leave town and never come back, and now you’re all butthurt cuz she didn’t listen to you!”

Rarity gasped, her lips moving silently in search of a response. “Wha… I… I am NOT butthurt! What sort of malarkey is that?”

“I dunno,” Sunset shrugged. “What else would it be?”

“It’s just that...” She glanced at Sonata and leaned closer to us, whispering. “The Dark Mistress gave her an ultimatum: leave Canterlot for good... or else! If we let her get away with returning, it’ll look as though the Mistress doesn’t make good on her word...” —she raised a finger to Sunset’s face— “and one thing the Dark Mistress is not, is a flake!”

Sunset pinched the bridge of her nose. “Ugh... this isn’t Canterlot! Letting her stay here doesn’t make you a flake!”

Meanwhile, Fluttershy had approached Sonata at the table.

“Um… hi. Um, why don’t you go make yourself comfortable?” The shy girl gestured to the couch. “And… in the meantime, I can find you some clean clothes to wear. How does that sound?”

Sonata smiled and stood.

“O-OK. Hmm…” Fluttershy stroked her bottom lip, looking the shorter girl over to size her up. “You’re smaller than I remember,” she mumbled. “I don’t know if any of my clothes would fit you very well.” Her eyes lit up suddenly and she snapped her fingers. “Oh! I know! Rare has some of her clothes here; I bet you’re about her size. Let me go check. You go have a seat on the couch; you’re welcome to put the TV on if you want.”

Sonata nodded as Fluttershy scampered into the hall, slipping past Rarity, Sunset and me.

The siren headed for the couch, but only made it a few steps before she was met by Link, who had rounded the end of the couch and approached her, taking calculated, yet curious steps on those big, furry paws. Sonata stopped and looked down, watching cautiously as the large, shaggy cat stepped closer and then sat only a foot or two away, blocking her path. He looked up and inspected the strange new person, his long, black-tufted ears twitching with interest, which drew a grin of amusement from her.

The conversation in the hallway continued.

“Are you sure you’re feeling alright, Sunset?” Rarity asked. “You’re talking crazy, letting a siren move in with my girlfriend!”

Sunset rolled her eyes. “Yes, Rare. I’m fine.”

Rarity faced me next, eyes narrowed. “Are you certain you came in the right hole, darling?”

I raised my brows and shrugged. “I can try again if you want.”

“Ugh! Not necessary,” Sunset growled, giving Rarity a sharp look. “You’re welcome to go in for another taste if you don’t believe me, Rare.”

The fashionista made an expression somewhere between a sneer and a grimace, but it was interrupted when Fluttershy passed between us on her way back from the bedroom with an armful of clothes.

Rarity’s eyes popped open when she saw them, prompting her to grab the shy girl’s arm, stopping her. “What-what? Fluttershy, what are you doing? These are my clothes!”

“Oh… um, I was gonna give them to Sonata to wear,” she replied, giving an innocent smile and a shrug.

Ooh boy… I thought to myself, cringing when I saw the fashionista’s eyelid twitching.

“WHAT!? I… I, I-I can’t even!”

“Oh, but Rare,” Fluttershy pleaded, “her clothes are filthy; she needs something clean to wear while I wash them.”

“Yeah Rare, jeez. Element of Generosity much?” Sunset jabbed, giving her an instigating smirk.

Squeezing her fists at her sides, Rarity’s face turned from white to scarlet; she clenched her jaw, puffing her cheeks full of air as one eyelid began to flutter uncontrollably.

Worried, I took a step back. Not for us, of course, but for Sonata: if Rarity lost control and decided she wanted the siren dead, I wasn’t sure if even I’d l be able to stop her.

The moment was saved by Sonata herself, ironically, when she called to us from the other side of the room.

“Um… excuse me?”

The four of us turned to see her standing behind the couch with that empty-headed smile on her face, her toes pointed inward. Link was sitting just in front of her, and she was pointing down at him.

“Can I pet your space-cat?”

We all stared at her, unsure of where to even begin with a response to that. Eventually, it was Fluttershy who mustered up the presence of mind to respond first.

“Um… what?”

Sonata glanced down at the cat, then back at us. “This guy… can I pet him? He is TOO cool!”

“Oh… um, OK. Sure.” Fluttershy nodded.

Sonata gave a toothy grin and clasped her hands together excitedly.

We watched incredulously as she dropped to one knee and buried her fingers in the shaggy fur under the cat’s jowls, scratching him vigorously. Link responded by nuzzling his forehead into her neck with a loud purr rattling from his throat.

“Aww… hahaha! Aren’t you just the cutest thing ever!? Where are you from, huh?”

The four of us turned to face each other slowly, eyes wide.

Licking the inside of my bottom lip, I leaned closer to Sunset. “So… what’s her deal, anyway? She got, like, brain damage or what?”

Sunset shook her head. “Let’s hope so.”

“And you want me to spend tomorrow with-“

I was interrupted by loud, throaty growl that came from that side of the room; not from the cat, but from Sonata herself.

“AAAAU-U-G-G-G-GH!”

Shocked, I looked at the three girls one at a time, ending with Sunset. “Is that a wookie? Is she fuckin serious!?”

A loud sigh came from Rarity. She let her head drop, closed her eyes, and then raised one finger into the air. “I… am going to lose… my shit.”

Sunset rolled her eyes and groaned, then she began rubbing her forehead. “OK… I think Rare and I’d better go.”

Rarity looked up at Sunset, her eyes ablaze. “What!? You expect me to leave her alone with-“

“Rare!” Sunset held her hands out and cocked her head, looking sternly at the fashionista. “You need to settle, K? Just go out to the car and wait for me.”

That snowy-white bottom lip started to quiver. Rarity stared at the brunette with wide eyes; that feeling that she had in the warehouse was present again: that feeling of being usurped, like her proverbial toes were being stepped on. Her authority in the thing she created was being diminished, and now, to make matters worse, she was being dismissed altogether. With a huff, she abruptly headed for the door, stomping her feet the entire way.

“Um… n-no kiss goodbye?” Fluttershy asked softly, but it was far too quiet for Rarity to hear as she left the house, slamming the door behind her. “Oh dear… she’s really upset,” the shy girl said, turning to Sunset.

“Fuck… I’m not looking forward to this drive home,” Sunset groaned. She sighed, looking at us again. “Don’t worry. I’m sure she’ll come around, but I think it’s best if we get her away from Sonata for now, ‘til she gets over it.”

I glanced past the brunette at the siren, who’d stopped petting Link to turn around to look at the door. Sunset, noticing where I was looking, turned to face Sonata just as she shifted her eyes onto us.

“She… doesn’t like me, does she?”

Sunset paused, her eyes exploring the floor as she searched for a response. “It’s OK, don’t worry. She’ll get over it. It’s just a lot for her to take in right now, that’s all.”

Sonata was quiet for a moment, looking like she felt unwelcome, but she finally nodded and turned back to Link when he pawed at her thigh, urging her to pet him some more.

“Well, I’d better get going,” Sunset announced, turning back to me and the shy girl, “before Rare leaves without me or something.”

“OK,” Fluttershy replied.

“Thanks for doing this, Flutters.” Sunset gave the shy girl’s arm a nudge. “I know it’s a lot to ask, but I’m sure you two can handle it.”

Fluttershy nodded and then slung the clothes over her shoulder to hold her arms out, inviting Sunset in for a hug. I leaned back, staring at the wall across from me while the two girls embraced, wondering what I was going to do with Sonata for an entire day.

It dawned on me that she would have to sleep eventually, and it was nearing dawn, meaning she must have been pretty tired by that point; god only knows how long she’d been up, or when the last time she’d had anywhere warm and comfortable to lay down was.

Sunset had exited the hug by then and was leaning close to my cheek. I was only faintly aware of her breath as it brushed against my skin; my mind was too tied up with thoughts of the siren, unaware of what the brunette was after.

Finally, Sunset huffed quietly and pulled her sleeve over her hand, then she placed her covered fingers on my chin and turned my face toward her so she could plant a kiss on my lips.

It caught me off guard, and I found myself wondering what Fluttershy thought of this. I shifted an eye onto the shy girl to see her reaction, but she seemed completely unfazed by us, as if kissing Sunset in front of her was the most normal thing ever—though I ‘d wager she was also distracted by the thought of our new guest.

Sunset broke the kiss slowly and then followed it up with an exhale. “OK. I gotta go.” She turned and headed for the door, crossing the room fairly close to Sonata. “See ya later, Sonata,” she said, giving the siren a soft pat on the shoulder on her way by. “I’ll text These guys tomorrow and see how you’re doing, K?”

The siren looked up at her, nodded, and then smiled. “OK. Thanks.”

“No problem,” Sunset replied as she waved one more time before stepping out, closing the door behind her.

Once alone with the siren, Fluttershy wrapped her arms around me and buried her face in my chest. “Oh Goldie…”

“I know.” I wrapped the shy girl’s shoulders in my arms and sighed, resting my cheek on her temple.

Moments passed, and finally, I turned my head to look at Sonata, who was still knelt down, staring at the floor as she scratched Link’s head idly.

“Well Flutters… I guess we’d better get her looked after.”

Fluttershy drew a breath and straightened up again. “Yeah.” She gave my hand a squeeze and then turned to head for Sonata. She stopped next to the blue-haired girl, who looked up at her as she bent down and leaned on her knees to speak. “Um, w-why don’t you come with me?” Fluttershy asked, tipping her head to gesture down the hall. “I found you some clothes to wear, but, um, first, you should have a nice warm shower and get yourself all cleaned up. Then you can get dressed, and I’ll wash your clothes for you in the meantime.”

With an awkward smile, Sonata stood and followed Fluttershy down the hall to the bedroom.

*****

Once Fluttershy had gotten Sonata situated in the bathroom, she tossed the siren’s clothes in the wash and then joined me on the chaise lounge.

We snuggled in close, listening to the shower run for a very long time. Not much was said between the two of us; obviously our minds were preoccupied with our new roommate, and what her coming here would mean for the future, and what it would mean to the rest of the group. One of us was already vehemently opposed to her presence—how many of the others would feel the same?

At last —at a few minutes before 6:00am— the shower stopped. It was another twenty minutes or so before Sonata finally emerged from the hallway, wearing an outfit that was clearly meant for Rarity; a light gray shirt with a large neck that was lined with fancy lace, the same lace that ended each sleeve just above the elbow. The pants were purple and skin-tight, with a low waist that showed much of her pale blue midriff, especially with how high the hem of the shirt was.

Fluttershy was right: Sonata was indeed very close to Rarity’s size, though maybe an inch or so taller, and with a slightly smaller bust.

She rounded the end of the couch with wet, but brushed hair, blushing slightly and biting her lip. “This… isn’t really my style,” she confessed. “But I guess it’ll do.”

I pointed a finger at her. “It’s good. You know why?”

Sonata shook her head.

“Cuz it doesn’t smell like crap.”

“Oh...” The siren looked down at herself. “Yeah. I guess it was a lot longer than I thought since I showered.”

“We could… um, tell.” Fluttershy gestured to the far end of the couch. “Have a seat… I mean, if you want to.”

After a short hesitation, Sonata sat on the middle cushion and crossed her legs. She began twiddling her fingers together nervously, looking at the TV. “S-so… um, what are we watching?”

I let out a sigh, trying to mask my exasperation as I looked up at the ceiling. “‘Homeward Bound’... again.”

“It’s one of my favourites,” Fluttershy giggled, nuzzling her cheek against my shoulder.

“Yes. Yes it is,” I added, flatly.

After a few minutes of watching, a smile found its home on the siren’s face. “Heh! Talking dogs…” she mumbled in amusement, followed by a deep yawn. “Oh boy… I am tired. Is it OK if I lay down?”

“Sure.”

Sonata flopped down and put her head on one of the throw pillows, pointing her feet towards us. She let out a deep sigh and smacked her lips loudly. Then she laid in silence, watching the movie as her eyelids began to drift shut.

It was only a minute or two before Fluttershy and I heard snoring from the far end of the couch. We glanced at each other, shook our heads, and then snuggled up again.

“Poor thing. She probably hasn’t had a good night’s sleep in ages.”

“Yeah,” I muttered, glancing over just in time to see Link leap onto the couch with her, sniffing her face curiously before curling up on the cushion against her belly.

I tapped the shy girl’s shoulder, prompting her to sit up and look. “Linkie!” she scolded, after a quick gasp. “Let her sleep!”

The cat looked back at her and twitched an ear, causing Fluttershy to recoil in surprise. “Well... OK then!”

“What?” I asked, noticing the reaction.

“He doesn’t want to move,” she replied. “He likes her.”

I snorted. “He’s probably amused by the fact that she thinks he’s an alien.”

Fluttershy giggled and was about to sit back again; instead, however, she got up from the lounge rather abruptly. “Those clothes aren’t very warm,” she said to no one in particular as she pulled a comforter from the box in corner. After unfolding the blanket, Fluttershy approached the sleeping siren and draped it over her, tucking it around her waist and legs, being sure not to cover Link as well.

There wasn’t much left of the movie, so it didn’t take long to finish watching it. When it was over, the sun was just beginning to rise.

Fluttershy decided to go out to feed the animals and then start getting ready for work.

After she disappeared into her bedroom, however, the sound of her voice came rushing back out to me.

“EEP!”

Concerned, I got up and quickly made my way down the hall. “What’s wrong?” I whispered as I entered the bedroom. Fluttershy was sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling her socks off. She looked up when she heard me and frantically threw her arm up to wave me away.

“Wait, stop!”

It was too late though; I could already feel my socks becoming saturated with water. I looked down, noticing the carpet made a squishing sound with each step, and I could see the moisture squeeze out around my feet when I moved.

“What the fuck?” I whispered, looking into the bathroom. There was a layer of water on the floor. “Oh Jesus, what the hell did she do?” I sloshed a few more steps toward the doorway to get a better view, and it wasn’t long before I found the culprit. “Aw, for fuck sakes!”

Fluttershy looked up from what she was doing. “What happened?”

I looked over my shoulder at her while pointing into the bathroom. “She put the shower curtain on the outside of the tub; so that whole time she was showering, the water was running out on the floor.”

The shy girl covered her mouth. “Oh dear…”

I raised my arms and laced my fingers together, resting my hands on the top of my head as I exhaled through pursed lips. “God damn, that girl is dumb as a brick,” I whispered to myself.

Fluttershy stood and began to approach the doorway. “Goodness me,” she gasped when she saw the flood. “Here, let me get this cleaned up.”

“No-no,” I replied, putting my hands on her shoulders to guide her away. “You go do your thing outside with the animals and get ready for work. I’ll look after this.”

“O... OK…” she said, stopping once I let her go to face the bathroom. “Sorry, Goldie… and, um... thanks.”

“No problem,” I replied, rubbing my forehead as I surveyed the mess in the next room.

I was just about to step away to retrieve some towels, but I stopped when I felt a delicate finger tap my shoulder. I turned back to see Fluttershy, whose hands were now folded in front of her lap, her cheeks warming slightly.

“Um... I just want you to know that I meant what I said earlier; that it wasn’t just a trick.”

“Hm?”

“A-at the table... when I said you were my hero. It’s the truth. You saved me, and I’m always gonna love you for it, no matter what happens.”

I responded with a smile and wrapped my arm around her waist when she stepped in for a kiss. “You saved me too, Flutters.”