I wanted to hug Pinkie forever, like hold her tight and never let go hug. Pinkie told me she has a mental disorder, Dissociative Disorder, and that was more rough than anything I could imagine. She had to take a lot of pills which she kept in her pocket space with her at all times, the benefits of party magic was that she got near infinite space in the dimension rather than my measly one or two items I could fit in my own.

She told me about her childhood and how lonely she was, how she went to therapy and talked about her friends and relationships. My original assumption of her self worth was true but taken to the next level with this revelation. During our long hug I thought about her and how much I wished my body and my situation had been better so I could support her.

My own emotions were runaway with Igneous Rock and Cloudy Quartz Pie of how they could do this to her, no smiling or talking wasn't even the most of it. Pinkie had to do back breaking work when she was young, her mother was kinder than Igneous she showed some affection to the girls but most of the time she wasn't even aloud to hug her mother or father because of Igneous’s amish like lifestyle which apparently was more rigid than what the show led to believe.

At first that black red rage had colored my vision, I could of obliterated the wall I was so mad but Pinkie instantly saw my hackles raised to strike something and we hugged for a long time in the bath.

The rage drained away just as quickly as it had come telling me not to be mad at her family because she had forgiven them a long time ago and still loved them despite their misgivings. I still ground my teeth though, and hugged her as tightly as I could to let her know I loved her.

Soon after we had properly cleaned ourselves and her giving me some advice on how to take care of my nethers we hopped out and she rubbed me down with a fluffy towel.

“I don’t care if I’m sick or crazy in the head too.” I said almost through my teeth staring down at the beige tiles through my wet mane.

“I care about you so much… I’d rather jump off a bridge than let anypony get to you like that…” I mumbled, which caused her to giggle making me look up at the equally wet Pinkie Pie who had a towel around her neck.

How could she be so gorgeous? It defied comprehension. Her wet mane was a little darker when it was wet, still having the curls but they were longer because the water smoothed them out some, her chin dripped a bit of water onto the tile as she smiled at me. Her pretty baby blue gemstones looking at mine with a smile that could bring the sun to shame with its brightness. I was lost in the contours of her cheeks and her neckline, it made my heart beat faster.

“Smiley, I told you, I forgave them and so should you. They love me, just in their own unique ways. Maud is trying to get her Rockterate in geology, so she hasn't had time to visit me lately but it's okay she is following her dream. I just wish Limestone gets to follow hers, she is a really gifted chemist she got like four awards for her science projects while we were in school.” Pinkie said lightly booping my nose, which made me scrunch up my face with the funny feeling it had. No wonder I've seen fan art of the boops either end in scrunched faces or laughs because it kinda tickled and made you wanna sneeze.

“I wouldn't want you to jump off a bridge either, unless it's for bungee jumping or there is a deep spot in the river that makes a great diving spot!” She chirped happily as she continued to dry my hair thoroughly, I had really curly hair so it became frizzy if it dried with water in it.

Rarity, I later learned, apparently had really curly hair too, but she does her hair professionally to give it that beautiful swirl look. I wonder what I would like with something similar? I would look really pretty I would think.

“Do we get periods?” I asked suddenly, looking up to her in question. Pinkie tilted her head in question, a half grin on her face.

“Periods?” Pinkie asked looking at me quizzically, then blink her expression turning into one of comprehension “Oh! Estrous? Is that what you are talking about?”

I nodded gingerly feeling a bit of a blush touch my cheeks.

“Every other month, it usually lasts about a week or so. You got a bit of a taste of what it was Smiley, estrous cycles usually start around ten or so but some girls start a little earlier or later than others. For some it can get really rough, feels like your butt and tummy are on fire and everything aches down there.” She started, running the towel down my back and into my coat to soak up the water.

“A lot of others like Applejack and Rainbow Dash tend to have very short periods of estrous because of their athleticism, different chemicals and all that which makes it very subtle for them. Then you got the mares who can just grin and bare it even though they feel like dying from the burning sensation. Rarity is really good at ignoring it, sometimes she doesn't act like she isn't in heat at all, I have a hard time with it.” She laughed rubbing the back of her wet head blushing.

“What about the colts and stallions what do they do?” I asked now very curious of this.

“Well, it's considered really bad if a stallion makes a move on you while in heat. Sometimes mares get funny in the head around stallions and can be very eager to jump into bed with them. Since you aren't in the right kinda mind because it can be like being intoxicated, sometimes it's ruled as sexual misconduct and even um… rape…” she said the word like she had bitten into something rotten before continuing.

“In courts and you can get jail time up to like five months to life if it's like really bad like with the uh rape. Celestia is really zero tolerance when it comes to rape, so most stallions either make themselves scarce or refuse advances unless they are married, in a herd, or in a relationship with that mare or mares.” she said taking my towel and moving around me to dry my tail.

“If it's like that mare had feelings for the stallion it's taught that you wait until their heat is over to talk about it, even though sometimes that doesn't happen it's not unheard of mares trying to frame or take stallions to court about the whole thing. That's when the Animus Magi come in and view crystalings of memories of both parties, Animus Magi are directly under the control of the crown and they use magic to pull copies of memories out of the heads of ponies. Which makes it really hard to lie in court.” She said starting from the base of my tail to the outer curls.

“Wouldn't that be dangerous if ponies could just pull memories from you?” I said shuddering from the pleasant feeling of my tail being dried.

“They are under a magical oath that keeps them from doing that, spreading the information of how it works or using it outside court can make them break the oath, which then they lose all their magic.” She said grunting as she dried up my tail to the best of her ability.

“All of it?”

“Yep, all of it and it can be deadly if ponies don't have access to the natural magic in the air. They are cut off from it completely. Twilight would probably know more, I've never been to court so I wouldn't know.” She finished up which I shook myself still feeling a little damp which I hook the towel back and tried to rub myself down again for that dry feeling.

“So now what?” I asked grabbing my green scarf and laying it across the back of my neck. The scent of it being a bit of my own sweat still, I would have to put it through the wash at some point.

Pinkie began to dry herself as she spoke.

“Not much, Applejack invited us to eat dinner with them! I dunno if you had any of Applejack’s cooking but she makes the tastiest stuff! She is real humble about it but she might even be a better cook than me!” she laughed as she lifted her towel from her head, there was a distinct ‘floosh’ sound as her hair sprung out like a jack-in-the-box.

I felt a few urges ripple across the surface of my mind, the small desire to rub my face and chest against her particularly. The suppression cream was suppose to last a good hour or so then needed to be reapplied as needed, the water might of washed some of the cream off of me.

Pinkie had said where major scent glands were located, there were two major ones in the cusp of my jawline where it met the neck and extended out onto my cheeks. Two smaller ones on my chest or the front of my barrel where neck and chest met. My nethers counted as one due to it's own pheromone production particularly made to entice males or females.

When ponies liked one another they often nuzzled, rubbed noses, and if they were close enough rub chests together to mix and match scents. The chest rubbing was often considered more intimate than the cheek or neck, the chest glands hard a stronger smell and often left a longer impression on the pony of both parties.

I felt myself become slightly excited, the unknown urges were better understood now but they still happened. Sweetie had been pressing her chest and belly to mine to leave that long impression smell on me, and I just thought it was just because it felt nice.

I wonder what it would feel like if I pressed my belly to Pinkie… probably awkward considering the size difference.

She looked over to me, “Cream wearing off?” she asked well, giggled then asked.

“I can smell you Smiley, it's harder outdoors to smell certain things but you smell like the cream is wearing off. What do you feel?” She asked smiling at me in a loving way.

“Um… Like I wanna rub my chest and face against you.” I said slowly, Pinkie laughed softly.

“Its okay Smiley, you can do that to me. I know you like me so I don’t mind.” she said turning a little toward me. The urge became more prominent as I stood up and gingerly moved toward her and pressed my muzzle against her cheek then pressed my own cheek her’s and ran it down to her neck. It felt a little good doing this, it felt kinda right.

She chortled as I pressed my nose back up under her jaw, the soft flex of her swallowing occasionally I could feel through her skin. Latent instinct moved me as I did this quite a few more times. She took her semi wet hooves and hugged me as I rubbed and touched noses with her, my breath a little shuddery as that deep part of me felt thrilled.

I pushed the front of my chest against her my hooves around her upper shoulders, I could almost feel the soft thump of her heart against my chest. Pinkie returned the gestures making sure to but her nose under my chin making me giggle as it tickled, I suddenly felt really close to Pinkie Pie not like as in physical close but emotionally close.

It made me really happy inside, to feel this close to her. She rubbed my nose occasionally giving me soft kisses on my nose and cheeks taking that ecstatic feeling of happiness even more higher.

“How do you feel?” She asked softly rubbing her nose across and under my cheek into the crook of my neck.

“Close. Happy.” I murmured my eyes half lidded, just enjoying the warmth and safety I felt now. The world was a little less scary to me now that she was this close to me.

“See? Ponies feel a lot more safe and better when they do this~” she said through snicker, I just hummed happily basking in the feeling.

“If you ever feel unsafe, you can do this.” she murmured into my ear, giving the sensitive ears a soft kiss. “I’ll talk to Rarity about doing this with you too, it’ll make you feel welcome.”

The warmth was like a soft high to me, there was a soft knock on the door.

“Ya’ll alive in there? Ah don’t mean tah be rude or nothin, but uh I gots tah go.” Applejack said from behind the door she sounded a little strained which both Pinkie and I woke up from our cuddling session.

“Yeah hold on! Be out in a second!” Pinkie called quickly finishing up her tail after letting go of me, she hung the towels on the hooks against the door and I followed after her.

Applejack was standing there with her hind legs crossed and looking eager to get into the bathroom, Pinkie and I stepped aside letting Applejack rush into the bathroom closing the door behind her as a loud sigh of relief followed shortly afterward from behind the door.

Pinkie and I looked at one another and giggled as we turned to head downstairs, I was feeling better than ever like this morning when I had a good existential cry of existing.

The farm manor was in fact an actual manor, the downstairs floor had several rooms including the kitchen, main foyer and entry hall, main living room, two drawing rooms, a library, and smaller bathroom that if I remembered correctly had a busted pipe that was being repaired so they had to turn off the water supply in the smaller bathroom. There was a used guest bedroom that Golden Harvest often used when she was invited over and thanked for her hard work.

There was a basement level, which I had no clue about but I did remember Granny Smith saying she had an office and family heirloom display room down there. The upstairs mainly consisted of private quarters, Applejack and Big Macintosh had the two master suites a private bathroom in Macintosh’s room which was respectively not used by the others for his privacy. Granny Smith owned a large but not master bedroom, a shared sunroom that was used as a secondary living room or reading room was atop a small set of steps.

There was another room here that I had not managed to see but in the long hallway from the stairs was most likely Granny Smith’s Son’s room, Bright Macintosh and then Pear Butter’s too. I wonder what the stallion was like, I knew a little about him with his relationship with Pear Butter the now bought land of the western fields that grew a majority of other crops for farmers market.

But I wondered what he and her were like, if the fan theories of them being dead were true I think my heart would break. Those two were love personified, not even Candy and Shiny could top those two and Cadence was the the Alicorn of love for Pete’s sake!

Gods it was season seven that we even got to see what they looked like!

Suddenly there was a spark, like lightning as we passed the door of Bright Mac and Pear Butter reaching the steps.

I stopped dead in my tracks, I could feel my pupils dilating. Music began to play from the very air, almost dream like in sound but very much real.

“We're far apart in every way

But you're the best part of my day

And sure as I breathe the air

I know we are the perfect pair.” I started my eyes lighting up with magical energy, I… I felt connected to Bright Mac and Pear Butter.

I didn't realize I was singing their song until a moment later. I had a really pretty singing voice, though it was soft, unsure of itself.

I looked to Pinkie who stopped to look back at me, a excited smile on her lips.

“On a prickly path that goes on for miles

But it's worth it just to see you smile

And I cannot be pulled apart

From the hold you have on my heart

And even if the world tells us it's wrong.” I stood there feeling a whole slew of emotions as the harmony connected me to the two of them whenever they are and the love they had felt.

And apart of me sang this to Pinkie too, how much I loved her.

“You're in my head like a catchy song." Applejack sang from behind me, making me jump from the sudden appearance of her.

There was a profound closeness I suddenly felt between the two of them, like they were parts of me.

“The seasons change and leaves may fall

But I'll be with you through them all

And rain or shine, you'll always be mine

On a prickly path that goes on for miles

You're the only one who makes it all worthwhile” we harmonized together my voice a little bit louder as Applejack sang with me.

“And you should not blame me, too

If I can't help fallin' in love with you.

Tomorrow's there and were the best of pairs

as long as I have you by my side

Hope's a bloom for us

Cuz you're in my head like a catchy song~” Applejack finished, a single tear rolling down her cheek as she grinned at me and I grinned back feeling something like warmth and love from the instance of singing.

“M-Ma an Pa use to sing that song to each other all the time. It were their love song, ain't nopony know that song other than Granny, Mac, and me.” she said rubbing her eye with her hoof as she sniffed.

“H-How did you know that song?” she asked looking at me, almost searching.

“A bit of my own knowledge and… I felt come from within my heart.” I said touching my chest, there was a small warmth there like I had been hugged and kissed upon.

“Ooooo!! Smiley got touched by Harmony!!” Pinkie cheered hopping into the air a grin on her face. I blinked feeling myself smile too, that had felt really good.

Pinkie snickered and rubbed my head with a hoof ruffling my still slightly damp hair. Applejack came over and nuzzled me, still rubbing a few tears from her cheeks.

“Ah miss them something awful, ah think their magic is still there if its it's makin you sing their song. Reassures me that they are watchin over us.” She said nuzzling my cheek again, which I returned the gesture rubbing my face happily over Applejack's feeling closer to her than I did before.

It felt good, this harmony magic felt good.

“Are they…?” I asked softly, part of me didn't want that to be so but there wasn't a lot in the fandom that hadn't indicated they were alive. Even Faust had mentioned something that they were but since it was a light hearted show didn't want to outright say they were.

“Apple Bloom was two years old… Granny said they went off tah Trottersdale on ah delivery and didn't come back after three weeks, when they went searching for em… all they found was the cart, it were in ah ditch off the path, apple rotted and old signs of ah struggle of sorts.” Applejack lifted her head and looked over at the door.

“Ah lot of ponies who went serchin think ah Roc might of gottem… Damn birds.” Applejack cursed making me blink in surprise but I quickly recovered, she's a grown adult and in the company of one that cursed. She whipped her face of tears sniffing loudly and taking a breath.

“They got ah nice little spot on the hill tah mark their graves…” she said getting choked up.

“Got’damnit now ah gone and made mahself cry.” She said continuing to rub her face with a hoof, Pinkie came over and nuzzled Applejack giving her a over the shoulder hug as AJ took shuddering breaths and seemed to collect herself.

“Sorry for gettin all sentamental on yah there everypony. Hearin that song made miss them, ahm fine just need tah catch mah breath.” Applejack said smiling though her pretty green eyes held bittersweet emotions.

I nuzzled her too, making sure she was okay. Even though I believed Applejack and her telling me that her parents were in fact gone, something in the back of my head kept whispering something was off. I don't know what was off about the story but something in my bones said ‘Investigate, there is something wrong with this.’

I hugged AJ tightly moments later, first I needed to find the Apple Pear Tree. Then if I could convince the CMC to help I could cover more ground. I looked behind her toward the door to her parents room, and stared at it almost trying to will some kind of explanation from the wooden frame.

I received no answer though.

“Alright, alright I'm better. We should get downstairs, Granny probably has embarrassed the girls enough.” She said shrugging off the affectionate gestures of Pinkie and I. We all smiled at one another and chatted about nothing as we headed downstairs.

“Aaan so, y’all need tah make sure y’all take care of one another, yah might hurt one ‘nother if yah dont yammer things out! Ah know yah girls probably being curious of them colts, well ‘member what ah said earlier. Its ‘kay tah be curious, yah make sure yah don't go an make tha sex till yah trust em and gots the proper perrtection! Ah didn't have mah first time till ah was fifteen! Got me cutie mark not half ah year earlier and got all grown up in tha months after, ah had ah colt ah fancied and it didn't last longer than a few weeks, Ha! He were real good in tha hay too!” Granny Smith loud voice could be heard through the archway leading towards the kitchen, a groan of embarrassed fillies followed shortly afterward.

I snickered hiding my mouth with a hoof as I could feel Sweetie secondhand embarrassment from listening to the exuberant elderly mare. Pinkie giggled along with me as AJ rolled her eyes, smiling and shaking her head to the antics of her grandmother.

The kitchen was much like the one in the few glimpses of the show, rustic furnishings and green themed knickknacks were everywhere giving it a clean but very much lived in feel. The dimensions were a few meters larger than it's 2D counterpart, and the rustic design was a little bit fancier showing that the Apples did well but didn't splurge on needless things.

Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and my other half Sweetie Belle were sitting at the square dining table near a window. Glasses of half sipped lemonade sat on coasters dripping with perspiration, all of them were red faced.

Apple Bloom’s face was smushed into the table to hide the familial embarrassment of having your grandma talk to you about sex. Scootaloo was looking at the floor her wings looking painfully stiff as they jutted out from her sides, and she was trying desperately not to glance at the others.

Sweetie Belle was somewhat more composed than the others, but her face showed that she was now dawning on something she didn't realize before and it was making her whole face, ears, and neck turning a pretty shade of pink.

Big Macintosh was standing by the door to the outside a wide and mirthful grin on his face as he watched the fillies squirm in embarrassment. Trying to contain his snickering, so he didn't embarrass them any further than they already were.

Someone I didn't know was here too, she was over by Big Mac trying to contain her own laughter. She was beautiful Pegasus mare, her coat a honey gold color with a flaming orange mane that had a streak of snow white right above her right eye and like Twilight’s highlight followed into her tail hair. She had her mane cut short the mane almost having a anime like spikiness in a windswept style that made her look really damn good.

She was lithe and like Rainbow Dash was a very active mare because she had almost defined muscles like Applejack’s own physical appearance. Her eyes were a striking electric sea green, making her eyes almost hypnotic as they glowed with their own fire.

Her eyes switched from the CMC to us as we came through the archway, her eyes somehow lighting up even more when she saw Applejack. The achingly obvious love in those eyes made Applejack smile a blush lighting her cheeks as her ears and tail instantly perked.

“Sunny!!” AJ exclaimed nearly floating over to the mare and brought her into a tight hug with several small kisses and nose rubs as they seemed to drink each other in.

“Ah didn't know yah were here! Ah thought RD was runnin everypony ragged in preparation fer summer weather schedules?” She said her voice a octave higher with her happiness.

“Pretty ain't she?” Pinkie said grinning next to me and giving me a cheek rub, “That's Applejack’s marefriend Sunrise Beam~ She’s the one that Rainbow introduced to AJ to help with growing conditions! They hit it off like bread and cheese, and been together since. It's so cute to watch them together, Applejack is a bit new to the whole romance thing.” She giggled earning her a glare in her direction from said pony.

“Ah just ain't all into tah that mushy fru fru stuff Rarity oozes twenty eight seven! She got her head so far in tha clouds ah would think she’d be on Celestia’s sun by now.” Applejack retorted while still in the hooves of her marefriend, making Sunrise Beam laugh.

Yes, you read right. Equestria runs on twenty eight hour time frame, it differs in other places the Griffon Kingdom for instance relies on a five hour time frame that is split into five sections to make up the day, the last three hours are placed according to their calendar days and weeks. One week might have the three hours added to the weekdays mornings which is like daylights saving then another part of the year it is in the night.

This allows a three hour rest period before a work day begins and ends. In my bout with Scholastic Class I actually learned quite a bit in Equestrian and world history.

Like how Equestrians don’t fully believe that gravity isnt caused by mass rather the amount of harmonic magic within a object? A basic explanation was given to me about this, since Scholastic was a earth pony and didn't dive to deep into the magical reasoning.

Harmony magic apparently was like a binder in nature, it bonded things together and affected how objects interact with one another because of attraction. The planet Equis is theorized that a large magical node of Harmony magic is located in the planet’s core which is what effectively caused its formation in the vacuum of space.

The Harmony magic pulls things toward it's most concentrated area thus it is to be reasoned the moon and sun are harmonic in nature too just made of different materials. The more you know right?

“She gets swept off her hooves all the time by me don't let her fool you! She and Rainbow are real big softies after you get past all the hard muscle.” Sunrise joked, her voice sounding kinda like how Rainbow used her inflections which I could assume was a Cloudsdale accent. Her voice was lighter than Applejack low tenor, and obviously tomboy in nature.

The way she leaned toward Applejack was kinda like how I leaned towards Sweetie, and I felt some happiness bloom in my heart for Applejack. It was reassuring to know that AJ was with someone, the horrible way the fandom often called her useless really ground my gears and the obvious lack of love the animators gave AJ was kinda evident.

The Element of Honesty was probably one of the greatest, since for any relationship you had to be honest about your feelings and thoughts with others. Otherwise it can hurt others and yourself in the long run.

I felt like my own heart was smiling because of this, I peered across Pinkie to the CMC who were now just staring at one another looking both pale yet still blushing as a whole new universe had opened up before them and they didn't know how to take the new information.

“Ah ain't no pushover!” Applejack snapped, blushing because of Sunrise’s comment that she was in fact a cute pushover.

“To answer your question AJ, Rainbow let me take the rest of the day off since I keep the skies here pretty well maintained I didn't have much work to do left. So I decided to see my favorite special somepony.” Sunrise said kissing a huffing Applejack at being thought of as a pushover.

“Then I came in on Granny talking to the girls about sex, I thought I was going to fall over from the laughter.” She smirked, causing Big Mac to agree.

“Eeyup. Pa told me all about it the first time, Applejack laughed at me too. Then I got my revenge when Ma talked to AJ about it in front of a good few cousins, I never saw AJ get so red she might as well have been my coat color.” Big Mac’s deep baritone voice said with his own humor which Applejack glared daggers at her brother.

Which Sunrise Beam seemed to perk up at the mention of that.

“Oh! Big Mac you gotta tell me about that! That's got to be really dang cute, little AJ turning all red. It’ll give me some blackmail material to bully AJ into some more frilly things.” Sunrise chirped exuberantly, Granny cackled like a Hyena as she remembered that event too.

“Well ah think, little Applejack here was about twelve, she were just in the halfway point of gettin her longer legs on her--" She started ready to tell the whole story.

Applejack's face turned to one of horror as she called out.

“Noooo! Yah can’t tell em Granny!! That was the most embarrassin thing that's ever happened tah me! Ah couldn't look at cousin Apple Dumpling and Cinnamon Apple in the eye for several weeks!” She yelled, her face just as red as Big Mac’s coat as she struggled to escape her marefriend's hold.

I laughed as she finally placed a hoof over Granny’s mouth to stop her, breathing heavily. The girls were giggling something fierce and I couldnt help but giggle along with them, seeing Applejack all flustered was very endearing.

“She had a real big crush on Apple Dumpling, She ended up-"

“BIG MAC!! If you finish that sentence ah swear to Celestia’s Sun ah’ll hogtie you and toss you in the manure pit!!” She hissed, her face super red, I was worried she was going to break a blood vessel from the stress.

Sunrise Beam gently pulled the red faced Applejack back into a hug and kissed her which all the bluster Applejack worked up seemed to escape her. Sunrise finally turned to me with a tilted head and a smile on her lips.

“So you are the infamous Warm Smile huh?”

“The one and only!” I squeaked, not meaning too but my voice was squeaky to begin with.

“Well, it's nice to meet you Smiley. There were some rumors around town about you, had the princesses and Twilight running around like their butts were on fire. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Princess Celestia that close before, she is huge!” She laughed, slowly letting go of Applejack to stand in front of me.

“Dang, you do look like a spitting image of little Sweetie!” She said her head tilted to the side cutely as she looked at me with her sea green eyes and a bemused smile.

“I kinda have to look like this, Twilight said something that my soul didn’t like anything that wasn’t exactly like Sweetie. So I ended up in a cloned version of her that has a bunch of others holding me together, I suppose that I’m not going into any sort of organ failure yet so I think she and the Princesses did a bang up job!” I said grinning at her, my tail was perked up an swaying side to side. The others around us chattered away about everything and nothing, my three slowly coming out of their stupor enough to say a few things to Pinkie who was giving Apple Bloom a playful noogie.

“Really? That really cool! No joke? I’ve read science fiction about cloning but here I am talking to one, though you aren’t gonna take over the world I hope?” She said crossing her hoof over the other one and giving me a raised eyebrow a playful tone in her voice.

“Don’t discount it yet, there might be some world domination plans brewing in my head. I just gotta be taller, then my plans will be set in motion.” I said equally playful, I liked Sunrise Beam, she seemed to be a real chill and cool pony.

“I suppose being taller would let you stand over the railing of your massive courtyard where all of your dominion could be seen. Evil overlords do like being tall i’ve heard.” She said casually but you could hear the mirth in the words.

“Can’t forget the lightning! Got to have lighting crack behind me everytime I cackle madly and monologue!” Which caused her to snort with laughter.

“I like you Smiley, you seem to be a real cool filly.” She said holding her hoof out to me, which I lifted my own and pressed the harder part to her’s.

“Smiley is the best!” Sweetie announced appearing out of the woodwork right next to me, making me jump halfway to the ceiling with a yelp. What? Even though I was soulbound to her, I couldn’t tell exactly where she was at all times.

After I landed and glared at Sweetie for making me jump which she gave me a innocent grin, though I could feel the mischievous aura she radiated. She gave me a hip bump and a cheek rub as an apology but was still ready to play more pranks.

“Is she now?” Sunrise Beam said leaning down to give Sweetie a nuzzle of her own, which the filly giggled.

“Smiley has been having a rough time so far, but Pinkie helped her a lot.” Sweetie said leaning her head against mine.

“So what was the parasprites and the flowers talk with Granny all about then? Did you girls finally confess to one another? About time, Apple Bloom has been despairing over that for almost a year now.” Sunrise Beam asked enjoying the way Sweetie turned red, and I kinda felt a little red myself, the incident that happened a while ago still kinda fresh in our heads.

“S-She did, we all did.” Sweetie stammered scuffing her hoof against the soft green floorboards. Sunrise ruffled her mane with a soft friendly hoof.

“Good! You three are super cute together, and even cuter now that you are marefriends with one another. I was half tempted to write a fanfiction of you three confessing just so I had the satisfaction!” Sunrise Beam coughed to the side making Sweetie’s face turn several shades of pink.

“Sunny!” Sweetie whined lightly pushing the bigger mare with her hoof.

“Fanfiction?” I asked curious of her mention of both sci-fi and now fanfiction. She looked up from a flustered Sweetie who was lightly trying to push the mare.

“I write in my spare time, bit of a sci-fi book buff, read from a bit of everypony. T. Goodwriter, Star Siege, Inkwell Homes, H.G Depths. All the good stuff, Jacky here likes to read frontier romance and murder who done it books when she isn't breaking her back on the farm or going out with me.” She snickered looking lovingly to Applejack who was talking to Apple Bloom while Pinkie talked with Big Mac and Granny, Scootaloo looked like she was daydreaming looking out the window.

The sound of them laughing or just talking was nice, it made me feel kinda safer or more comfortable here.

“Sorry about you having a rough time though, Smiley. I had a hard time adjusting to the Ponyville way of life when I first came here. Cloudsdale has a way different vibe and work around, me being a city girl at heart I know how it feels to be out of your element.” She said staring at Applejack for another few seconds before turning back to us.

“Don't you worry, everypony here is real chill and super nice. Lot different than in Manehatten or Downtown Cloudsdale, everypony has chip on their shoulders there. So if you are having trouble don't be afraid to ask for help okay?” Sunrise said tilting her head in habit.

“Thank you, it means a lot.” I said softly looking at the floor, which I got another nuzzle from Sweetie. I looked back up to smile at her and she smiled back.

“I heard you were Rainbow’s friend and teammate on the weather team. How did you two meet?” I asked thinking about how Rainbow introduced Sunrise to Applejack. Sunrise smiled perking up some.

“Rainbow was best flyer in Flight Camp, hard not to know the filly who performed a Sonic Rainboom. She and I along with Fluttershy were also in Cloudsdale Highschool together, Go Thunder Boltz!” she cheered, earning her a chuckle from Applejack who heard that and rolled her eyes.

“Rainbow and I were on the Flycrosse team together, and dang she could play a mean game of Flycrosse. One of the toughest midfielders I've ever had the pleasure of playing with. I was a Attackpony on the team and she definitely pushed all of us to play hard.” Sunrise said looking up remembering that time together, then looking back down at us with a big smile.

“We won Pegasus Nationals, but lost the the other two leagues for Unicorn and Earth Pony Lacrosse tournaments. Unicorn Lacrosse is insane because they can amplify tosses with magic and clamping was freaking hard because they moved so dang fast! Then I don't even know how to describe Earth Pony Lacrosse, you think AJ is strong? Earth Pony Mare Nationals teams were known to break bones of weaker players by tackling them, then the clamp fights often tore up ground with the sheer strength they had!” she said excitedly obviously enjoying talking about her favorite sport.

“I’ve seen ponies who gorge whole lines in the earth scooping the ball and spraying dirt into the air! Gosh!” She sighed her eyes twinkling with the memory. “Makes me wanna see if Rainbow and the others would be up for a game or two. Do you like sports Smiley?” She asked, excited to know what I was into.

“I like Tennis! Rarity and I go to the Tennis Court near the Ponyville sports center to play!” I looked over to Sweetie shock on my face.

“Rarity plays sports?” I asked incredulously.

“Hee, I get that a lot when I tell somepony.” Sweetie giggled holding a hoof to her mouth.

“Rarity likes Tennis, it's like one of the few games she’s really good at! Momma got her into it since she was a three times state championship winner. She also likes to play so she can keep up her lady figure, ‘I can't eat ice cream and read my tabloids without doing something to keep me into shape darling!’” Sweetie said intoning the way Rarity speaks and giving a dramatic mane flip.

Sunrise snorted holding her laugh in with her hoof.

“Yeah.” Sunrise wheezed finding Sweetie’s impersonation too funny. “Yeah that sounds like Rares.” she snorted again.

“Wow, you learn something new every day huh?” I said in slight awe, imagining Rarity in a cute white skirt with her hair tied back and wearing one of those sun visor hats, sweaty from playing a good four games or so.

It was perfection.

It was a good thing I was a girl now, otherwise I might of had a slight hard on from that thought. I just couldn't get too excited otherwise I would start leaking down my hind legs.

I've already had that happen to me twice today, if I wanted to take my own virginity I would do it once I can go more than a thousand some hooves away from Sweetie.

Or if for some reason she takes mine or I take hers…

“Anyways, I like… Fencing, kinda. I like traditional sword fighting but I dont think anypony uses a claymore and sword and shield anymore. All the guards I know carry spears, which is less versatile than the halberd.” I said thinking, I don't think I had a sport sport that I liked that I wasn't actively involved in.

“I like sports but I like being in them in general than watching or anything.”

“I get that, I'm a bit of the same. I like getting down and dirty with the rest of them!” She chuckled, “I remember me and Dash had played a really muddy game of Hoofball, it so caked on afterwards we couldn't fly back home! Took us two hours to reach the nearest town and by then it was pouring down rain and we were shivering in our horseshoes! We got super sick afterward too, ended with a bad cold that left us out of commission for a week.” she said reminiscing about all the good fun she had with her buddy.

“Apples for brains over here is the same to.” She said loudly enough for Applejack to hear, which her head turned. “She thinks she can handle a bit of bad weather we schedule and work the fields while its pouring and I end up having to pull the stubborn bull out of the rain! Soaked all the way through and sneezing the moment I pull her inside.” Sunrise sighed exasperated, Applejack had the decency to blush and opened her mouth to throw a counter argument but Sunrise beat her too it by gesturing her over here.

Applejack obeyed and came the short distance over, Apple Bloom now included as she trailed behind her big sister.

“It were only a few times Sunny! Ah had tah finish up the autumn deliveries otherwise we would've been behind!” Applejack said pouting which Sunrise frowned and gave Applejack the stink eye. Apple Bloom came up beside us and rubbed cheeks with me and Sweetie but continued to watch Sunrise and Applejack as Sunrise scolded the mare.

“Don’t give me that Jacky, a one hundred and four degree fever was not fun. I was worried I’d have to take you to the hospital… sigh.” She sighed pulling Applejack into another hug and kissed her softly. Turning back to us while Applejack pouted more putting her head against Sunrise’s neck.

“Sorry, that happened last year around October so it's still kinda fresh for me. Seeing AJ all out of sorts working herself too hard makes me feel all annoyed and worried.” She said wrapping a wing around AJ.

“I think it's romantic.” Sweetie Belle said dreamily, which Apple Bloom giggled.

“Yeah! Sunny is always worryin bout Applejack here, ah’d suspect she were somepony else if she didn't.” Apple Bloom added nodding her head in agreement.

“Y’all are impossible…” Applejack huffed still pouting.

“So what's your favorite sport Applejack?” I asked, I don't actually know what sport she liked other than Buckball or the obstacle courses around derby times.

“Ah like Hoofball, Basketball, Buckball, and rope gymnastics. Ah also like weightlifting but that's more of ah self improvement kinda sport than anything competitive. Bulk Biceps, little Feathereight’s big brother is one of the only bodybuilders in town he’s working on being ah gold medal winner in the Equestria Games.” Applejack said easily her favorite sports something easy to list off.

Of course Bulk Biceps’s little brother is Featherweight, this universe loved visual gags and puns. So why not make the buffest pony in Ponyville big brother to the frailest looking pony? Aloe Vera and Lotus Blossom were a color gag for being twins and having the same profession.

Hell Sweetie and I were somewhat of a visual gag since our scars and irises glowed in the respected right and left eyes showing that we were each other’s half since our souls are bound at a level I didn't even know was possible. Like I could literally die if Sweetie is taken to far away from me! Or our souls get ripped apart, one or the other.

Not that I wanted to be separated from Sweetie… like ever, the rush of love I got every time I looked at her or was simply close to her, the waves of comfort that washed over me when our heads touched. Even now Sweetie was leaning into me and I into her simply because it was out of pure reflex to do so.

I can't even imagine not being near her, I mean on a intellectual level I can but on that really deep part of me that had felt the urge to rub my face and chest all over Pinkie told me ‘no go, only stay.’

“Smiley is kinda bad at sports, we played tag earlier today and she got winded really easily.” Sweetie commented, making me blush.

“I'm not bad at them! You three are just stamina monsters! Scootaloo sprinted rings around us for three whole minutes! Who does that!?” I barked back as Sweetie and Apple Bloom snickered at my expense.

“And you! You and your monster strength, I thought you were related to a Ursa Major when we wrestled!” I rounded on Apple Bloom who gave me a small nose rub in response.

“Yer just weak Smiley, Featherweight is stronger than you!” Apple Bloom taunted with a laugh, I licked her snout making her flinch back at the sudden wet nose. She looked at me questioningly and I just stuck my tongue out at her and lightly pulled down one of my eyelids going ‘nuuuaaaah’.

“Ha!” Sweetie guffawed.

“Alls I'm sayin is it's true! Yah wouldn't wouldn't last ah single game of badminton with yer stamina.” she said wiping her nose and scrunching her face up from the wet feeling.

“I think I could hold my own!” I pouted,

“Oh yeah!? Then let's play a round of goofball since Applejack doesnt have a badminton net or gear!” in which Scootaloo announced to everyone in the room also appearing out of the woodwork making me and Sweetie jump at the same time.

“Ah!! How do you all do that!!? You have hooves!! They clack against wood!??” I said holding my chest from the second jump scare today, my heart was pounding in my chest as I took a deep breath.

“Secret!” Scootaloo said with a cocky grin, which Sunrise and Applejack laughed along with Apple Bloom. I helped Sweetie get back up on her hooves as she looked a tad paler than usual from the jump scare, she smiled after catching her breath nuzzling my cheek and giving me a nose rub as a thank you.

“That sounds fun! Jacky go get your hoofball! We’ll play a quick game yeah? I’m not doing anything tonight so I’m free!” Sunrise said grinning cockily at AJ who got a fire in her eyes as the mare’s competitive side was being asked to come out.

“Oh ho! You are on!” Applejack said leaping out of Sunrise's arms and looking like a cat ready to pounce on a mouse. I felt a thrum of excitement go through me as Sweetie seemed ready to run circles around me.

I looked over at Pinkie, who had been watching us with a very pretty smile on her face she was standing over by Granny who had a old leathery cookbook out and was eyeballing it with a pair of glasses. She noticed me and her smile widened, giving me a wink.

“Granny and I are going to make dinner! Big Mac you should go play with everypony too, just mind the fillies okay?” Pinkie said already pulling things out for dinner, Granny occasionally listing things off to Pinkie.

“Eeyup.” Big Mac drawled giving everyone a small smile at the offer.

“Alright! The usual spot everypony! Who's on who's team? “ Applejack announced as all of us headed out the door.

Before I went though I galloped over to Pinkie Pie getting onto my hind legs to wrap my arms around her neck and rubbed her nose against mine. Which she chuckled and rubbed her nose back.

“Thanks.” I whispered, “The day wouldn't of been the as good without you. Just wanted to say that before I forget.”

“Of course Smiley, go have fun~” she whispered back, giving me another small nose rub. That primal part of me thrilled with the affection.

“Time to thrash these chumps!” I yelled not before giving Pinkie a kiss on the cheek, and galloping toward the door as Sweetie waited for me by the door for me.

…

Turns out, Apple Bloom was right about me.

I couldn't break a papier-mache wall even if I was going head first into it. It says something when you know how to throw a American football but cant get it to go more than half a meter in throwing distance.

To say I was bitter at this fact, you would largely be underestimating me as a individual. Whatever Sweetie says, I did not pout or have a distinct whine in my voice when I vented my problems!

I was left as a catcher and runner for the rest of the game, only passing when my teammates were near me. Still though I worked up quite a sweat and the time we were done, I had a bruised cheek, a scuffed hind leg that like a concrete burn oozed a tiny bit of blood. I was sore in places I didn't even know existed, my face was super red from the exertion which sweat rolled down from under my mane onto my neck and back.

Goodness at the moment I wished my mane wasn't so long, cuz it felt like I was in a oven and all I wanted to do was lop off my mane to cool my head.

So much for that bath I had earlier, I was stained with grass stains, dirt and bits of rock tangled with my coat hair making me feel grimy combined with my sweat.

But even though I was tired, sore, bruised, bloodied, and hungry, it felt good. That built up sorrow I had, the guilt and the various frustrations that seem to bite me when I least expect was drained from me as I had tried my best to play just as hard as the others.

Big Mac had held back with me and the CMC but clearly had no qualms brute tackling AJ or Sunrise. Sunrise had been just as viscous when I came to low blows, which the honey colored mare just laughed off the cut on her forehead saying it was just a scratch and head cuts bleed more than others after nearly rolling AJ and her struggle to get back up and catch up with Scootaloo to take back the ball.

Scootaloo was a fucking ninja!! I had stopped in mid play to see her freaking backflip off of Apple Bloom who was trying to take her down, twist through the air then springboard off of Sunrise to score a fucking goal!

I might of gushed and yelled praises to the heavens about how epic that play was. Which of course got Scootaloo all flustered and everyone joined me in the praise making the little filly both blush but look very very happy about it.

Even though the day started out a wild ride of emotions, Pinkie was right. I would feel happy, even if the world seemed to be out to get me. That happiness glowed as Sweetie took a long gasping breath beside me which we were laying in the grass taking a break. AJ had laughed and trotted back into the house to get water for us all, apparently ponies had bottled water.

They were made of a biodegradable cardboard that would decay after opening them. Reusable ones that Applejack, Big Mac, and Apple Bloom had were metal canteens that had screw on lids. Apple Bloom of course had a canteen that had blossoms on it, Applejack’s was a dark blue with some kinda sports logo on it, again the annoyance of not being able to read reared its ugly head.

Big Mac’s was of similar make like Applejack’s and had the same sports brand logo on it. This must be the Nike or Adidas of this world, considering that gear and sports stuff was a gold mine if you were quick enough.

Sweetie was panting beside me, clearly worn out like myself. I tried not to be the slack of the team I was on but Sweetie tried to make up where I lacked in which was a lot unfortunately. I looked over to her and rolled myself a little closer to press my nose into the crook of her neck. The somewhat sour smell of sweat on us both not bothering me much.

“S-Sorry…” I took a few gulps of air and offered my bottle of water which had a little left because Sweetie downed her’s in a few swigs.

Sweetie’s pretty lichen green and turquoise eyes looked at me in confusion for a second but then she smiled.

“Its okay Smiley! You did good though! Can't throw the ball very far but pretty good!” She grinned returning the affectionate gesture with her own.

“Did you have fun? I did~” she hummed happily taking the still offered bottle and downing the rest of the chilled water.

“Well, I hurt, I'm bleeding, I think my face is swelling from the ball smacking from my face, I'm more green than white now. Yeah, I had a lot of fun.” I said giving her a grin laying my head on my hooves and looking up to her.

Sweetie choked on the water as she laughed, the sarcastic but playful tone I used not lost on her. I rubbed her back as she coughed a few more times before laying her head on mine.

Even though we both felt like we had been sitting in the oven, the soft waves of comfort and love from the small act of touch pulsed through us. The others talked to one another, giggling or shouting a bit about the recap of the game. Sunrise Beam was kissing Applejack on the lips a few times before taking her water canteen.

“Give it back! I ain't done with it!” Applejack demanded.

“Slure.” Sunrise replied half way through take a few big gulps filling her cheeks with water till they bulged. Then handed the canteen back, which AJ looked into it seeing how much water was left.

“Dangit yah drank all of- AH!” Applejack let out a rather girly yelp as Sunrise sprayed the water in her cheeks onto Applejack, causing her to stumble back on reflex and ended up on her back glaring at Sunrise who was belly laughing holding her chest with a single hoof as her laughter echoed around the orchard. Apple Bloom and Scootaloo laughed with her, as Big Mac snickered behind a hoof.

For a moment, I felt this wonderful ache in my heart. This wonderful moment, I felt like I belonged here… I crystalized this moment into my head. The graying light of the evening sun ready to head toward a chilly spring night, a few wayward lightning bugs glowed near the bases of the trees. A soft cool breeze that smelled like turned earth and the promise of a good dinner as the smell from the house smelled divine.

Sweetie sitting next to me, resting her head on mine while our heart beats slowed down to normal levels. Apple Bloom was standing close to Scootaloo and occasionally nuzzling her while the adults talked and fooled around.

We didn't need to talk, the sense of contentment washed through me and onto Sweetie as she gently kissed my ear or forehead on occasion.

“DINNNERRRR!” Pinkie yelled the moment she stepped out of the house’s kitchen door. She had her hair pulled back with a hair tie, and a simple white apron on, which had chickens as a print on the upper left.
With the door now open,I could smell the food inside, my mouth flooded and my stomach growled angrily at me, telling me I must go eat after such torturous exercise. Not being one to argue with my stomach, especially with the agreement of Sweetie’s belly which growled just as loudly.

“Come on girls! Dinner!” Pinkie called over to Sweetie and I in our resting spot. She didn't have to tell us twice as we wearily but eagerly stood up together, and walked-cantered to everyone else who was cleaning themselves off so they wouldn't get dirt or grass on the floors.

Apple Bloom and Scootaloo nearly fumbled over one another as they recounted the play by play to Pinkie who seemed just as excited to hear what had happened. Sunrise and Applejack walked in together, one of Sunrise's wings splayed over Applejack's back, tails somehow intertwined now, as they gave Pinkie a quick nuzzle and eagerly made their way inside. Big Mac just smiled and nodded as he headed in too, leaving us lagging behind a bit.

“You two look like you had fun!” Pinkie chirped, a warm smile on her face, as she opened the door for us into the warmer kitchen, which was basked in a orange yellow light from the lightbulbs of the ceiling fan.

“We did!” I said brightly, feeling more pep in my step now that the promise of food was so near. I felt like collapsing now that I was so sore and the lactic acid was being broken down in my muscles, but stumbled over to Pinkie to rub myself against her. She smelled like flour and frying oil and lots of cooked vegetables, in other words she smelled delicious.

“Smiley did her best! She isn't strong or fast, but she made some really good strategies once she figured out the rules!” Sweetie piped up next to me, smushing me between the two ponies I loved the most. I loved all these ponies with all my heart, but Pinkie and Sweetie were special to me in a way that just put them half a centimeter above the rest.

Warmth blossomed in my heart as I was hugged and nuzzled by both, making our way in.

“Spike?” Sweetie asked as she saw the small dragon sitting over on the living room couch through the kitchen archway.

“Yo!” Spike called, a small pack of stuff next to him on the couch.

“Twilight sent me over cuz Rarity and her are going to have a date. Lucky her.” He said with minor jealous laced through his words..

“So I'm staying over for the night, I brought some of my comics and board game stuff if I'm gonna be spending the night.” he said casually though hopefully. I grinned at this, I wanted to get closer to Spike too since the little dragon was often left on the sidelines a lot. I, like everypony else, washed my front hooves so we could eat once the table was set.

“Did you bring your Ogres & Oubliettes book? Because I'm down for some O&O, my world actually had something similar called Dungeons & Dragons! Which is one of my favorite games actually~” I said as Granny called everyone to the table. Spike’s eyes widened in surprise as he too came into the kitchen, Applejack pulled chairs out from a nearby storage closet to set around the dinner table for us.

AJ and Sunrise of course were sitting together, Big Mac sat next to Granny, Apple Bloom was on Applejack’s side, meanwhile Scootaloo sat next to Pinkie, I sat next to her with Sweetie next to me and Spike at the end. The table was jam packed with ponies plus a dragon, and the food laid out was just as jam packed on the table.

“Woah, I didn't know girls played O&O. Everypony kinda thinks its dorky of me to play, like when I go to Diceroller’s hobby shop everytime me and Twilight go into Canterlot.” He said blushing slightly, which caused me to snort as I waved it off.

“That's because it's a naturally saturated genre oriented to male audiences. Thus it doesn't often appeal to female demographics because its market base is already a loyal one. I mean how often are you excited for a new edition?” I asked Spike as the food was being plated and set in front of everyone.

It was veggie burgers, with zucchini squash mix and sliced potato wedges. Oh gods, did that look so good, Pinkie and Granny looked like they have outdone themselves!

“I'm super excited for the new fourth edition!! They are adding a whole bunch of new content and modules! I’ve told everypony I know, but none of them seem all that excited about like I am.” Spike said trailing off as a cut veggie burger was set in front of him.

“That's because its advertising is already geared toward players of the game, the last edition I knew about was fifth edition and it was a massive marketing campaign to open it up to all audiences to get them playing. They simplified a lot of the rules and reworked combat mechanics so it was easier and geared to new players. Like you could find the rule books not just in hobby shops but also in bookstores and some select supermarkets. It takes dragons and clones like us to spread the word of O&O to new players till the market starts expanding.” I said turning very quickly to my food the moment it was set down in front of me, saying thank you to Pinkie for making me a plate, which I already took a bite of a potato wedge.

Did I moan? I think I moaned, slamming my mouth shut to keep from making any other noise and keeping my bottom to the seat. Looked around me seeing if anyone had noticed the squeaky moan that came from me.

Why me? Why did food have to taste so good that it was literally turning me on? Thank all the makers that no one heard me almost cream myself from eating a damn potato wedge. This extremely sensitive taste was both a gift and a curse, one food tasted like pure bliss and the way ponies cooked, which was very gourmet spiced, and prepared for the simple stuff of veggies, which by themselves were awesome. But combined with all these salts and spices that made the good even better?

Well it was good enough to send enough chemical bliss from the act of eating into my brain and make me involuntarily moan like I had just had been penetrated by my lover. Okay, Warm Smile you can do this just dont cum in front of everypony. The Gods know I wouldn't be able to live with that kind of embarrassment on my shoulders.

“That… kinda makes sense. You sounded a lot like Twilight right there Warm Smile, but you make a good point because I was introduced to it by somepony else. That's scary smart tactics right there.” Spike said before digging into his own plate of potatoes wedges and veggie burger.

“Mmh!” I held back another wave of delicious pleasure, fried food heaven before I took a shaky breath and replied.

“I-It is, a lot of the advertising comes from the fanbase because we know what our friends like and friends usually have similar interests to yours. Because once you introduce it they’ll be wanting their own books and modules to GM with or play with you or other groups. Maybe you and I, plus Sweetie can go to a O&O convention at some point?” I said grinning, which caused Sweetie to look up from her plate, a speckle of cheese and other condiments on her nose as her cheeks were like chipmunks and chewing.

I put a hoof up looking at her with a ‘really?’ face because I new she was going to talk and crumbs were gonna fly everywhere. I took a napkin and whipped her nose and mouth with it. She chewed more then swallowed her bit of burger.

“What's this about a convention?” She asked curiously, having been in her own world when she was eating.

Same, good old Sweetie.

“They have O&O conventions!?” Spike asked looking awed and incredulous at the same time.

“Course they do!” Sunrise said from across the table, patting her mouth with a napkin.

“Ogre Con is held yearly in Baltimare convention center, they have large venues in the the Daring Do Con in Manehatten too. I've been once or twice, it's real cool meeting the creators of O&O. They are really chill and great company. I dragged Applejack with me last year to Ogre Con, she won’t admit it but she had a blast.” Sunrise said lightly bumping Applejack with her shoulder.

“You play?” Spike asked, turning his head to Sunrise, eye glimmering with hope that he’d finally have more than Big Mac to play O&O with.

“I do, one of the guys in my friend group at highschool played for an activity club. I got to play a few times but Flycrosse took up most of my time. Now though I have a lot of time on my hooves, I actually sat down to play and got hooked. I'm quite the dork myself after you get under all the excellent muscle conditioning and sports hype.” She snorted rolling her eyes as she remembered something.

“Dash tries to hide it too but she is such a dork herself, don’t tell anypony this, especially Rainbow, but she collected comic books when she was a filly. Her favorite character in a few series is called Mystery Time, she was super into him most of her binders had his emblem on them.” Sunrise giggled looking at Applejack who looked like she was plotting something evil.

“Mystery Time!! The Time Antihero!? He was epic! A mercenary whose past was so bad he went back to fix it but ended up fragmenting his timeline. Now he has to deal with a really crazy timeline filled with action and bad guys!” Spike said nearly hopping out of his chair to stand.

“The very one! She had a super hard fan crush on him she was just good at hiding her obsession with him. Since you can't exactly fly up to the cloudidium she lives in you probably haven't seen her room. Several posters on the wall of just Mystery Time, and like four boxes of comics in her closet. She’s definitely gotten better at handling her obsession with him.” She mused lightheartedly.

“I gotta show her my comic book collection, I'm into the Power Ponies more but Mystery Time is really awesome.” He said poking his food with a claw.

“I wish I could read.” I said plainly, taking another bite of my veggie burger which was too good to exist. Pinkie gave me a soft rub on my back with her hoof.

“So what's O&O?” Sweetie asked eating less messily because I kept pressing the napkin into her lips before she was allowed to speak.

“Only one of the best roleplaying games ever created, it's got lots of magic, adventure, and intrigue if the GM is good enough.” Big Macintosh said from his side of the table, then blushed lightly when everyone turned to stare at him with slight shock.

“What?” he asked looking at everyone else who just blinked at him.

“Ah… well ah just didn't know you played an ahm yer sister. Ah think everypony is surprised you play too cuz yah never said anything.” Applejack said tilting her head at the new mystery of her brother.

“But can’t you just do that normally when you go outside?” Scootaloo asked still wanting more on this subject and why O&O was popular.

“There are a number of reasons, ponies have jobs and work, so a lot of them can't go out and explore ancient ruins or deadly trap filled mines. Besides it's much safer and you can make unique worlds that are different or how magic works of your own devices. I can't see Big Mac or say like Mr. Cake out there as a level ten barbarian warrior slaying the undead for fun and loot.” I said to which Big Mac smiled and nodded, Spike too.

“Oh… that does make sense. I guess it's kinda unfair that adult ponies have a ton of responsibilities and stuff and can't go out and play like us.” Scootaloo amended.

“Magic and being different species too. I could choose a Warlock Griffon as a character, and a lot of ponies can't cast spells like unicorns can. So they get a chance too.” I continued, taking a few more bites.

“It sounds like a fun game! Perfect for like sleepovers or small parties!” Pinkie said beside me half of her food already gone.

“Yeah! Ah wanna play Spike, ah always wondered what raiding ah castle would be like.” Apple Bloom chirped, which Spike looked excited now that he got more ponies interested.

“I'm down for a small game, they already have some premade characters in the book to choose from and tweaking things should be easy if anypony wants something a little different.” Sunrise said too, giving Spike a smirk, seeing the little dragon was really excited now.

Dinner went by quickly, more talk over O&O. I talked to Pinkie about how I was interested in cooking myself and wanted to learn from her. She looked thrilled that I was interested, but I did warn her not to let Sweetie cook. Ever.

Liquid burnt toast probably would kill someone if consumed.

Spike and I talked more about my version of the game, which by the end of it I think he might be a little enamored by me. It's not every day that a pony filly his physical age was as into comics and D&D just as much as he was.

I certainly felt kinda of flattered if he was enamored, my sexual identity by this point was so eschewed I might as well be bisexual at this point so I really didn't mind if Spike crushed on me.

After dinner, green smoke popped in the kitchen and produced two letters. Pinkie read them, informing Sweetie and I that Rarity isnt going to be home tonight so we should stay over at Apple Bloom’s and the other one was to Scootaloo which said Fluttershy would be by to drop off her vitamins for healthy pegasus growth but also told her that she could stay the night if she wanted too.

Scootaloo opted to stay the night.

Our Ogres & Oubliettes session was fun, Spike was an okay GM, but he did pretty good for a baby dragon. Sunrise helped Sweetie and company make a quick character sheet which at first they didn't know how to play once Spike started. So like a normal newb group we had to pause the action or rp session to explain rules and when to roll the dice. It was slow going but overall I think the three really enjoyed themselves much to Spike’s glee.

Sunrise and Big Mac were obviously veteran players, same with me but my own hoofwriting in Equestrian was so abhorrent and unreadable that Pinkie who was playing a bard/rogue had to help me write some of the character stats. Then once I growled at my paper, I decided to write in english something I could read.

My hoofwriting was still terrible but at least I could make out what I was trying to write.

I played a warlock griffon like I wanted, and so we raided a hidden dungeon underneath Barrowskeep. Sweetie ended up burning down the tavern by accident and Pinkie somehow seduced several undead to do the cha-cha. Freaking Bards and Rouges I swear.

When it was time to stop for the evening and settle down, Sunrise had to head home since it was late and had work in the morning. I managed to peek out the door to catch Sunrise kissing Applejack and saying soft sweet things like how much they love each other and when they could go on a date again.

It made me all giddy knowing that Sunrise Beam loved Applejack so much, you could just see it in her eyes when she looked at AJ. Just that raw love for someone else and how being apart hurt even though they would see each other tomorrow.

Applejack stuttered sometimes and blushed a few times when they talked especially when I'm sure that Sunrise promised lewd things in her ear. Because the orange pony just turned bright red and nodded dumbly her tail flicking in excitement.

Pinkie reeled me in moments later smiling in amusement but shaking her head at my actions of eavesdropping. As the evening wound down Fluttershy dropped by, which caused Scootaloo to nearly bulldoze the butter mare while asking how her day was and how her own day was. All the while giving Fluttershy nuzzles and kisses her wings buzzing happily.

Fluttershy was actually kinda lanky when you actually look at her, she was clearly slim but in the way that she was tall. When she stood at full height she was like several centimeters taller than Applejack, she just had her head bent down and her long pink hair covering her face all the time, so she looked smaller than she actually was.

“Oh… Hello, Warm Smile.” She said shyly to me, giving me a small smile, her pretty blue eyes looking me up and down.

“We never properly met the other times… sorry. I was very much worried about Scootaloo when I couldn't find her, then I was distracted when you first arrived here.” she said abashed at her actions looking genuinely sorry for not introducing herself sooner.

“Its okay Fluttershy, I don't blame you, I've had a rough few days too so don't worry about it. Thank you though.” I said smiling at her, “It's good to finally meet you, I heard that you like tea! I love tea too, I'm a bit bland with my favorite but I do love Earl Grey and jasmine tea.” I said conversationally.

“Yes! I like tea, I really like daffodil tea it's got such a sweet but piney flavour too it that I just love.” Fluttershy lit up after I said this, a fellow tea connoisseur appreciated one another's tastes.

We got to chat a little bit more but Fluttershy had to get back to feed her animals for the evening. Scootaloo gave her affectionate goodbyes and Fluttershy trotted off into the cool late twilight hour.

Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, Sweetie and I moved up to Apple Bloom’s room for the night, Spike was going to sleep in the downstairs guest room. Pinkie was going to stay the night too so she was roomed with Applejack, even though I really wanted her here with us in Apple Bloom's room.

“Ahm glad you are feelin better Warm Smile, today was kinda weird for everypony… Sweetie said you been crying most of the day.” Apple Bloom said while we all sat on her four poster.

I looked over to her while Apple Bloom started to say something again.

“Ah guess if ah were in yer horseshoes, ah would probably be cryin too. Yah look an act just like ah normal pony if ah little weird at times so it's hard tah think of you as ain't all pony. Puttin all this expectation on yah, no memory, cant even read. Ah’d be cryin all day if twer me, ah think we should take a bit tah talk about how yah feel Smiley, Like Granny said communication is good between friends and herdmates.” Apple Bloom said taking her bow out of her hair and setting it onto the bedside table, her hair was a little longer now.

“Pinkie helped me a lot… I dunno why, I know everypony cares here. But I get this nasty feeling… l-like I'm going to do something that makes everypony think I'm a freak… or bad. Then I get this horrible guilt.” I said laying my head on a given pillow, Sweetie was practically laying on me by this point.

“I care about you all way to much… I guess it's cuz I don't remember who… who I was before this.” I said softly.

“What do you mean Smiley?” Sweetie asked lightly kissing on of my ears, sending warmth and a shiver of pleasure down my spine.

“Everypony here is all I have… I don't know anypony else and I'm terrified that… you all won’t want me anymore.” I said choking on my words a little as I felt the small sting of tears at the edges of my eyes.

I felt Sweetie press her face against the side of my head, lying down in a way to make sure that the both of us were as close as possible.

“Really? You can't remember anypony from your world?” Scootaloo asked, I couldn't see her expression because I had my face turned downward.

“No… no matter how hard I try to remember, I-I can't. Everything about me, the human I was… isn't there. I… I don't remember if I had green eyes or blue or brown, o-or what my face looked like, or if I had a mom that cared about me or a dad that helped me grow up… Did I have friends? Was I old or young? Was I in a relationship with somebody?” I said pushing myself deeper into the pillow.

“Was I even real?”

There was a long silence, no one said anything and I couldn't make myself look up.

“I think you’re real.” Scootaloo said softly.

“I… I know that feeling.” She continued her voice trembling.

“W-When I was a ward of the town… and even now. I'm scared that somepony is just going to leave me again. That they dont want me anymore, a-and I won't know why they don't want me. I-I remember being at Frosty’s and the blurry faces of my r-real parents.” Scootaloo sniffed which I felt Apple Bloom move toward Scootaloo.

“One minute things were so happy, my mom told me she loved me not but a half a minute before.. but when I looked a-a-away for a second they weren't there anymore. A-An-And I looked all over the shop calling for them, but… they were gone.” Scootaloo said her voice calming down as she took a few deep breaths.

“I thought ‘What did I do wrong? Was I not good enough?’ and it ate me up to the point I blamed myself for them not wanting me. I… I had a hard time believing others weren't going to disappear on me like them. A few ponies wanted to adopt me before Mo-Fluttershy did, but I didn't want anything to do with them. And I was kinda right the ones who said they wanted me started to visit less and less till they didn't show up at all. I met Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle around the town center where I was staying one day and you guys were talking about finding your cutie marks.” She chuckled softly as the creak in the bed followed afterward.

“Apple Bloom and Sweetie have been my friends ever since then. I wanna keep you guys close to me, because I-I love you… you know? It gave me hope that things were going to be okay. Then after that night Fluttershy stood in front of that Cockatrice to save us… it really hit home that all of you do care.”

I finally looked up and saw Scootaloo smiling, though her eyes were a bit puffy from crying, Apple Bloom was hugging her and resting her head on Scootaloo’s.

“It became even clearer when I told Fluttershy I was a ward. The look of shock and love in her face when she said that she has been wanting a foal and that she wanted me. Fluttershy was so scary too, she nearly ripped a door off of the town hall main entrance angrier than a dragon that she hadn't been informed that I was a ward.” She said looking off to the side, her eyes a little distant.

“Fluttershy has always been so kind to me and the way she looked at me sometimes I could almost see the pure love behind her eyes. And then suddenly here I am, Fluttershy worries so much about me. I've watched her run herself ragged trying to make sure I felt at home there, I've found her sleeping at the table with notes to herself to c-check on me for a bunch of different stuff.” she choked a little as a smile touched her face and a few tears rolled down the side of her cheek.

“It felt good… you know. To finally not have to worry that you aren't going to have to be better, or prove your worth to somepony for them to want you. Fluttershy wants me, she always has.” Scootaloo stood up and walked over to me to lay down and look at me right in the eye, but I had a hard time keeping eye contact.

“If you weren't real you wouldn't feel this, I think it would be weird you didn't feel all that bad stuff. Cuz then how could you tell when something means a lot to you?” She said pressing her nose against mine then her forehead.

“Sweetie thinks you mean a lot to her, and not just cuz magic holding you together. And what means a lot to Sweetie or Apple Bloom means a lot to me.” Scootaloo gently rubbed her nose against mine as I silently nodded feeling bad that I had brought up some really tough stuff for Scootaloo.

“Its true, Ah don't know much about why or how yah got here what with the crazy soul magic and yah being a different species or nothin, but Sweetie an Scootaloo are mah friends and what's important to them is important tah me.” Apple Bloom said coming over too the three of us and laying down too.

“You mean a lot to me Smiley, sure I don't know who you were or why your here. But everytime I see you I feel all sorts of feelings like ‘I want Smiley to be happy and loved’ and I know you want to do the same for me and I trust you because of that!” Sweetie squeaked, kissing my forehead and pressing her face towards mine to love on me.

“You are my other half and I don't want to be here without you! I can't even remember what it felt like without you here but everytime I think about it I get this icky feeling. It doesn't feel natural or right anymore, like if you weren't here I wouldn't feel like me! You know what Rarity says about things when they become super stressful?” She asked pressing her cheek and forehead against my own, I shook my head, I didn't know.

“‘One stitch at a time Sweetie, a dress starts with one stitch, there might be many and complicated patterns but after all that work and you step back, it will look marvelous! No matter what other ponies think, you put a bit of yourself into this dress and even if it looks terrible to you somepony will see the dedication of that first stitch and the will to see it to the end.’” Sweetie said imitating Rarity’s voice which earned her a smile from me and the others.

Sweetie pushed my head up till I was sitting with them all again.

“Me and you are together forever, and I don't want it any other way.” She said softly as she continued to love on me like how I loved on Pinkie, making sure to hit the right spots that made that deep part of me purr happily that they were safe to be with and they are mine and I am theirs.

Scootaloo followed Sweetie’s example and began to love on me making my heart flutter happily as a soft high seemed to touch my head after a few moments, Apple Bloom smiling happily as she filled the last spot that was my entire front half.

Apple Bloom and Scootaloo rubbed noses and cheeks with me, making sure to put a lot of feeling of warmth and want behind it. I lost focus and just did what my own body told me to do, it was a primal ritual of mixing and matching scents to feel safe and content with one another.

They were mine and I theirs, they wanted me to feel happy and I wanted them to feel happy. Sweetie was more exuberant than the others because I could feel her desire through our bond that she loved me a lot and wanted me to be happy.

I don't know how long we did this but it felt over all to soon, now I felt like I didn't just know Scootaloo and Apple Bloom but was very close with them. Like I can trust them with anything.

“Feel better?” Pinkie’s voice said from the doorway which all of us respectively flinched and jumped at the new voice. Which we all blushed at the unexpected intrusion that seemed all to common by now.

“Its good you four are doing that, it’ll make you trust each other more. Especially for Smiley, unlike us she hasn't been around all this most her life so her instincts don't know how to act. I cuddled with Maud all the time doing that, it always made me feel better and closer.” She giggled as we kinda awkwardly separated from one another.

She had a few more pillows and blankets for us on her back.

“I was going to ask if you girls wouldn't mind me sleeping in here with you all, since I wanted to check up on you Smiley. Applejack has a hard time sleeping with other ponies moving in her bed, at least not with me heheh.” She snickered in a teasing way.

“Y-Yeah yah can sleep in here with us Pinkie, ah have ah futon on the floor down here for Sweetie and Smiley when it was time tah head tah bed.” Apple Bloom gestured to the floor beside her bed. Pinkie smiled at all of us and nodded thankfully to Apple Bloom as she bounced into the room.

“So! Now that you all have had a cuddle pile! It's time to have a real slumber party!” She pulled several more white fluffy pillows from her dimensional pocket and like a cannon threw one at Sweetie who made a distinct ‘oof’ sound that reminded me of something but I couldn't remember what.

“Hey!” She said recovering from the assault and launched her own at Pinkie who swiftly dodged the attack.

This caused a chain reaction among the five of us as a war of pillows broke out, I was one of the first casualties in this war. Still tired from the outside activities I ended up buried underneath a fallen pillow fortress behind enemy lines.

Not that I minded, the sounds of the others having fun was soothing and I ended up dozing under the soft pillows. After a while or at least thats what it felt like, I was entirely out of it and fighting sleep.

The warmth of the pillows and sounds of ponies I love making me feel content, but I wanted to play more too.

Sweetie appeared first her head and horn appearing in front of mine from under the pillows, she was saying something but the world was that weird aware but very distant as sleep was trying to take you. I gave her a lopsided smile blinking slowly as I watched her through half lidded eyes, she was so pretty, I love her so much.

She was smiling at me and I leaned forward and kissed her, it was a quick and simple kiss but the half aware emotions of want and love for her bleeding through to her.

I pulled back whispering how much I loved her, I rambled on about how much I loved Pinkie, Scootaloo, and Apple Bloom. I don't really remember much of what I was saying but I think I talked about how they were my only friends and how much I’ve always wanted to be with all of them living here.

Sweetie’s was face was pink… or was that Pinkie Pie? I.. I couldn't tell. I just wanted to let everyone know how much I loved them so I said it loudly again to them as I was moved to a soft bed.

“I love you all… I love you all soooooo much, I love you from day one ever since I could remember anything. Scootaloo is so pretty and I love the way she smells, Apple Bloom is soooooo pretty too! She makes me feel all fluttery when I'm near her. Sweetie is my other half you know, she is everything to me always and I don't know what I would do without her! And… and Pinkie! Pinkie means so much to me, did… did you know… I wanna marry her? She is everything... I wanted…” I trailed off as warmth surrounded me again on both sides and my breath slowed with a deep sigh.

“I… I… lovvb...yuu.” I mumbled as my heavy eyelids closed and soft darkness covered me.

…

I dreamed again, I was sitting in a very light grey mist and I couldn't see more than a couple meters in front of me, though it was in a twilight hour of either very early morning or early dusk.

The dark wet earth after an autumn rain was underneath the semi-dry log I sat on. Autumn leaves occasionally fell in my field of view, I didn't feel scared or alone I felt like I was waiting for something.

The sound of a carriage rattled somewhere nearby, causing me to turn my head towards the sound. My left eye was stinging like I hadn't blinked in a while, there was a soft voice in the grey mist.

“Buttercup!! Buttercup!!!!” the voice was male in sound, calling out, pleading almost, in the far distance but was no where near me.

Bright Macintosh.

The rattle of the carriage became louder as through the grey mist, it didn't sound like it was being drawn by anything. Just the creak of wood and turning of wheels on soft earth, Bright Macintosh’s pleading voice seemed to get further and further away.

A yellow light flickered in the distance, the carriage slowly coming into view. It was made of a dark wood and cast iron metal, a large hood hung over the front to keep rain out and the driver dry. A large oil lantern hung on a hook illuminating the road in front, but also the side which was a sleek long carriage compartment that was both for travel and for living in. A shadowed figure sat in the driver's seat, it was human in size and something out of the late industrial period of england.

He, as the figure was broad in a masculine sense as well as clothes of choice, was wearing a tall traveler’s top hat that was worn with age and wear. A thick black woolen frock coat, his shoulders stained darker with the mist and rain. A dark emerald green canvas waistcoat peeked from between his arms holding the reins to something that was pulling the carriage, his dirty white undershirt meshed well with the Romani plaid silk ascot of dark green and blue complimenting his waistcoat, while very very dark almost unseen navy blue trousers covered his legs with common leather boots to complete his ensemble.

I couldn't see the figure’s face as they pulled the reins, whatever was pulling the carriage jostled and came to a slow stop near where I sat.

“Ma’am, seems like a cold night to be out by yourself especially in this mist.” The figure said, his voice deep and the accent was true English Londoner.

“I’m waiting for someone sir.” I replied my voice much older than what I was use too, my left eye ached now from the small stinging sensation.

“You can’t find them, not here ma’am. Climb aboard, I'll show you.” He said moving over, the carriage creaking as he moved. I could hear what sounded like hooves pawing at the ground in anticipation as I stood up, the weird vertigo sensation occurred because I was fractured. I was humanoid in shape, but I was also small and pony like at the same time.

I climbed into the carriage, sitting down looking at the ever shifting shape of my hand/hoof before looking forward.

The road was more clear now, a long dirt path covered in fallen leaves and hanging black branches the grey mists swirled around the trees.

“BUTTERCUP!! PLEASE WHERE ARE YOU!?”

Bright Mac’s voice was extremely far off, but I could hear him.

“I know that voice.” I said softly, as the man beside me flicked the reins and we lurched forward.

“Aye… they’ve been here a long time.” the man said softly as the forest around the carriage slowly began to move forward at a decent pace.

“No matter how far I follow that voice, even if it sounds like they are right next to me. The mists always obscure their shapes, and they disappear.”

“They?” I asked watching the distant horizon of the mist.

“Two of them.” he replied, his face still obscured by shadows.

“The one we follow is always pleading, trying to find the one called ‘Buttercup’. Then during the darkest of nights you can hear the voice of a female, she weeps and asks constantly where she is… and how much she wants to go home.” the man continued his gruff voice not changing to pity or sympathy, neither did he say it with contempt or annoyance.

I looked further beyond, trying to glimpse something in the mist. Shadows and grey outlines flickered between the tall trees, they made no sense in what they were.

Silence followed as the carriage rolled down the wet pathway.

Whispers slowly played at the edge of my hearing, the soft sound fuzzy and unclear.

“Here we are.” the man said as the path branched off at a right angle, leading off to a darker place even in the mists.

“This path leads to where you’ll find them.” the man said as he pulled the carriage to a stop. I stepped off the carriage without turning back, the carriage began to move again, fading into the darkness and mist.

I walked, never straying from the path in front of me even though I saw the shadows creep across the edge of my vision. There was a creak of wood and a snapping of a branch to my left making me stop.

I turned my head to see Pear Butter, her face was extremely gaunt, dark reddish black veins seemed to make her eyes so hollow. She was thinner than bones yet somehow living, her mane was discolored much of it so dirty that the original orange color was now a very dark brown. It hung over her face and back wetly, she shivered horribly, her face and coat covered in black muck.

Her cheeks had dark tear stains under those gaunt and hollow eyes. She looked like she might collapse, but was leaning against a tree.

I turned more as she looked at the ground with unseeing eyes of my presence.

“Pear Butter?” I asked very softly, feeling my left eye start to feel like it was on fire.

Her eyes unfocused, her head snapped to attention like she had been hit with a whip. Green eyes looked at mine, terrified and scared out of her mind swirled behind those green irises.

“No… no… no...nonononoo.” she whispered, her voice so heartbreakingly weak, her ears folding back as she took a few steps back.

“Y-you aren't real… you you… you aren't real!!” She rasped, her voice a tiny bit louder as if trying to banish me.

“Buttercup…” I whispered taking a few steps back myself giving her space so she wouldn't bolt. I remained on the road and dare not step off of it.

“I… I… I wanna go home… m-mommy…” Pear Butter whispered her voice sounding so heartbroken and tired, then she coughed sounding incredibly sick. She leaned herself against the tree again, her eyes going unfocused.

“A-Apple…. Bloom??” She asked as her eyes turned back up to mine, she stumbled forward her face going wide in terror that Apple Bloom was here. She fell into her belly, taking a very… very long time to pull herself back up, every action made her entire body quiver with the strain of movement.

“No.. No… Apple B-Bloom… n-not you too… please… d-dont let her b-be here.” She sobbed, her tears were dry but I don't think she could of mustered the water to even shed one more.

“Pear Butter I'm here… You are going to be okay.” I said softly, though I had no idea if that was true. I was here for them, I know this… but who was I waiting for?

I took a few steps towards the sobbing mare, who was trying to pick herself up but didn’t the strength to do so. I bent down next to her, my hand ever shifting between hand and hoof, now wreathed in a warm light.

I gently placed my hoof/hand on her shoulder, it was cold, sickly skin underneath a damp coat. I could feel her shoulder bones and spine under my fingers.

“I'm so sorry.” she cried, her voice close to being lost. “I’m so sorry… I miss you so much.” she coughed again, sounding like her lungs were congested with fluid.

I felt helpless, I was helpless.

“I… I just wanted to… be happy… with… you, w-watch you grow u-up.” she said slowly standing her body seeming to scream in protest.

She lifted her hoof to my face and look at me, her eyes cloudy with memory and delusion from the lack of food and water.

“Y-you look s-so beautiful, B-Bright M-Mac is going to be so p-protective of you.” she said smiling closing her eyes and her cracked lips trembled.

My left eye was on fire now, the burning feeling almost becoming so fierce I could feel the heat and flame burning my face.

“I will find you.” I said hugging her tightly, pouring all the feelings of love that… Applejack had shared with me in her song.

This was for her.

For everyone.

“I promise.”

Then the world burned away.

…

I woke with a jolt, eyes snapping open as I blearily tried to understand where and when I was.

The first thing I saw was pink, I was incredibly warm and comfortable in my spot as I took several deep breaths to calm myself. I inhaled the sweet scent of Pinkie Pie, which caused me to feel a warmth blossom in my chest.

I was on the futon that had been laid out for us. Sweetie was clinging to my back, her belly pressed against me as her muzzle rested against the back of my upper neck, basically hiding in my mane.

Pinkie was in front of me, curled around me in a protective ball, one of her hooves laid over me and partially Sweetie Belle. Her mouth slightly open, breathing slow deep breaths and eyes occasionally moving behind her eyelids as she dreamed.

I felt myself ease up, tension draining from my body.

I… I had a really weird dream. But everything is all scattered and fragmented now.

I blinked slowly my eyes wondering over to the window, it was still dark out but the sun’s rays of light were breaking through the shades of darkness. A soft thump sounded as the heating turned on throughout the house, so the vent over near the vanity blew warm air into the slightly chilly room.

It was very early in the morning. I could hear the soft snore of Apple Bloom and the dream mumbling of Scootaloo. I rubbed my eye because it itched and stung a little, taking a deep breath then letting it out I gently sat up after moving the two ponies I loved hooves off of me.

The familiar pressure of needing to go to the bathroom had become apparent now in the early morning air. Yawning and scratching my eye again, I stood up carefully placing my hooves around their bodies so I could get off the futon.

Thanking the gods once again for hooves as I shivered a bit, the floorboards were cold.

Heading out of the room quietly I headed to the bathroom to perform my business. The soft tick of the clock in the hallway the only sound, somehow it was almost strange not to hear a lawn mower off in the far distance. I knew that construction and garden equipment in this world was up to modern standards, due to the lack of opposable thumbs it would make sense ponies would invent tools that compensated for them.

Lyra was right, hands were awesome and in a way I kinda miss them. Even though I don't remember ever having them, another depressing thing to add to the mounting list of irrational emotional instability I was displaying.

On intellectual thinking, my behavior was inconsistent with my thoughts. Instead my emotions were leading me more than the logic I prided myself on. My feelings were rampant and I had no control over them, which distressed me greatly. No, I did not blame my femininity for this or the puberty. That was a foolish assumption made by the ignorant of what those two subjects entailed.

Something about my own mind was divided, but connected. Thinking about things, it was two people talking at the same time, one is the intellectual, the one that consumes information and processes it into a format that I can understand. The association of numerous interweaving facts, concepts, and ideas always stirring in the pot of my mind. However there was a second voice that did not think the same way as the intellectual one, it was colored in opinions, feelings, and preconceptions.

Both of them mainly worked in tandem with one another, like whether I like Johann Sebastian Bach or Frédéric François Chopin more in their classical works. Logically speaking both were men of their time and famed geniuses of their field. However, I tended to lean toward good old Chopin more, due to the feelings I get when I listen to Prelude Op. 28 No. 15, dubbed ‘Raindrop’.

Except for this instance, I was acutely aware of the unreasonable nature of my own emotions. Yesterday was a prime example of these feelings, that hard logical voice telling me that this was silly. That I was crying over small things that no one has even displayed signs of.

The compassion of these ponies were very deep and the mantra of love and tolerance ingrained into their very beings. Rarity didn't have to like me, she had every right and freedom to dislike me greatly.

Though for a reason I cannot explain, it would hurt me very deeply knowing that she disliked me. I certainly didn't ask to be merged with Sweetie Belle’s soul, but at the same time I can't think of anything else of what or who I would be without her.

It confuses me to no end, even now as I shook my head sitting on the lew relieving myself of my morning pressure.

I think I don’t really know myself, there is nothing to grasp at and my own mortality of being someone that had no memories past a rather large database of human information and concepts.

Was… I dont really know what it was but I think I have a personality. Sure I'm a little blunt at times, but all my talks with the CMC or the others showed I was competent enough to hold my own. I had opinions and thoughts that were a little out there sometimes like my take on what counts as a good piece of corn on the cob, which I had talked about at school yesterday in the lunch line.

I knew I liked dungeons and dragons, movies, books, fantasy in particular, I really liked math though that was because I found it to be easiest to think about. Numbers were extremely straightforward, the rules were often just as straightforward to come up with a sum of something.

It was the simplicity of something tangible, that no matter what you do 2+2 is always going to equal 4. It was incredibly reassuring because of that, comforting in the constant way that its always going to remain the same.

I wish I hadn't promised Luna I would live in the moment because I clearly couldn't do that.

I flushed the toilet, finishing up my business and washing my hooves in the sink again. I gazed at my own reflection, well kinda my own, I still looked like an almost carbon copy of Sweetie Belle. My left eye swirled with molten blue but seemed to be settling into a eerie turquoise color. My cheek was discolored from a bruise I still had from yesterday, green spots still on it, but I managed to get most of them off last night before our talk on the bed.

I smiled at myself, seeing the white teeth and dimples around my cheeks. Who really was the girl looking back in the mirror…? I searched her eyes for a good solid minute letting the water run over my hooves.

I felt a soft throb in my chest, as my heart hurt. If I knew my past… would I want to go back? Could I go back? Sweetie and I were tied and if I left, who knows what would happen to us.

I… I… I really wanted to have a mom. I wanted to be taken cared of, to feel a warmth of my mom hugging me. It was a profound feeling of loss that touched my heart, a loss of something I never had or couldn’t remember ever having.

It was strange that having nothing to you, even your name was something a stranger that you somehow knew was given in passing.

Warm Smile.

I tried to smile to prove to myself what that name meant to me. Who I was behind the name.

My smile was terrible this time as the uncontrollable frown kept pulling it down. No, I wasn't going to have another existential crisis in the bathroom. Seems like me and the guy who occupied Sweetie Belle in a faraway work of fiction, had some serious issues when it came to being in places of biological relief and hygiene.

I rubbed my face, keeping the stinging feeling in my eyes from becoming to much for me. My heart did that weird cold and dropping sensation as I swallowed.

“Smiley?” Sweetie Belle’s voice said as the door cracked open her right turquoise eye peering in shyly.

“Y-Yeah I'm in here. I'll be out in a second.” I said turning off the faucet and running my wet hoof across my forehead and around my horn. The door opened a little bit further as Sweetie came in and stood there in the artificial light of the bathroom.

“Were…” Sweetie started as I got off the stool to the sink and rubbed my eye again sniffing loudly. Sweetie came over to me and nuzzled my face, looking at me with her big pretty eyes.

“I… I hate it that you feel so sad Smiley. I… I wish I could take those feelings away.” Sweetie said softly.

“Y-You know what makes me really sad? I sometimes sit in my room and feel… lonely. Its… its kinda silly since I have a lot of ponies that love me, but sometimes I don't really get why everypony loves me.” Sweetie continued as she and I walked out of the bathroom, her leading the way as she talked.

“I know family is supposed to love you because you are closer to blood than anypony else. But… but Scootaloo’s parents left her and I kept thinking after she told us that. What makes Rarity, Momma, or Daddy love me?” she asked to herself looking to the ceiling for answers. We ended up in the small upstairs living room sitting together in a armchair smushed against one another in our special way. The sun was still way below the horizon.

“No matter how hard I thought, I couldn't come up with a good reason. I think I’m kind of a brat sometimes, I pick on Rarity and fight with Opalescent. I don’t listen to Apple Bloom or Scootaloo sometimes and we end up fighting over dumb stuff, I… kinda have a temper on me and I've chewed some ponies out because of how angry I was, and a bunch of other stuff.” She whispered into me as I lay my forehead against hers.

“I don’t think you are as bad as you say.” I mumbled in protest.

“But that's what I'm saying… I don't get it sometimes. You always feel so sad Smiley, and afraid and it tears me up inside everytime you cry and when I listen in on your emotions and feelings. You feel like you don't like yourself, like you've done this unspeakable evil or something and are punishing yourself for it.” she said opening her eyes and kissing my nose gingerly.

“I want you to know… even if I didn't have this bond with you, that you still would of been one of my friends.” Sweetie said pushing her nose against mine, the velvet like soft fur of her warm nose and subtle smell of her very comforting.

“I don't really know myself, sometimes I think it is silly that I feel all beat up over nothing. Then I start thinking about myself and how… hollow I am. I wish I had just been born here not feeling like I'm just a bunch of information balled up into pony format, its… its painful you know.” I said gently closing my eyes, feeling tired more than sad. I was tired of feeling this way.

“I don't even know why I like anything. Like Pinkie Pie, I love Pinkie with all my heart.” I started and I could feel her smile against me.

“You told us quite loudly about how much you love her last night, you were really out of it, you.. um.. even kissed me and kept saying how much you love me and the others. Pinkie put you to bed then.” she giggled quietly a small blush coloring her cheeks.

I felt my own cheeks blaze as I flinched not fully aware that I had said it, I couldn't remember much around that time.

“Y-You don't mind that I kissed you on the lips do you?” I asked apologetically. “I don’t wanna make things weird between us if you think of me like a sister…”

“I… Well, I kinda wanted to kiss you too… it is a little strange that you look a lot like me but I can tell how pretty you are.” She whispered, she and I looked at one another not pulling back, our foreheads still touching.

“C-Can I kiss you now?” I asked barely above a whisper. My heart sped up, waking me up really quickly, as I looked away from her eyes feeling my face flush.

“Y-You can…” she said with a small tremble as nervous excitement touched her heart.

I hesitated pulling back a little bit to stare at her lips for a couple seconds making me lick mine because of how dry my mouth became. Sweetie suddenly became impatient and she leaned into me, pressing her lips against mine.

Heat, comfort, and softness was my whole world suddenly. It felt good pressing my lips against hers, and then it was over as she pulled back looking more red in the face now, but shy happiness lit up her face.

“I love you Smiley… I don't want you to feel so sad all the time okay? I-I want you to share everything about yourself with me.” she calmly demanded of me, which I just nodded too. I didn't want to hide things from her, so I told her everything.

My hopes, my dreams, fears, misgivings, my guilt, my want to feel like I belonged and how I worry about my future. What I am, who I am, and what makes me...well me. I told her about the anger and frustration I got when I cried because it felt like I didn't have control, and the irrational feelings that spawned within me, which spiraled out control and I ended up shutting down or crying my eyes out.

She just listened to me, occasionally nuzzling and kissing me when my voice cracked with frustration or emotion. I even told her that I wanted her, how I wanted to be in a herd with her and the others, my sexual desires. Still she listened, even though her face turned super red, because of my talk about how much I wanted to kiss her, and not just on the mouth, but everywhere else too.

That was a hard subject to broach let me tell you, about an hour or two had passed as Sweetie told me everything too.

Her insecurities about her cutie mark appearing, or the unknown of being herdmates with her friends. She told me about what she wanted to do when she got older, her relationships with her parents and sister. She told me about her own hopes and dreams, her misgivings, and frustrations of her emotions or things that just felt irritating.

She told me about her past too.

She broke her front leg and cracked her horn one day during crusading. They were trying to build a house and a log came crashing down, which ended up hitting her on the head, then snapping her front leg afterward when she tried to roll away.

She told me that Apple Bloom was screaming a lot during that and she hadn't realized her leg was broken. Bone stuck out and bled everywhere. She had to have surgery on her leg and she showed me the thin scar on her right front leg where they put metal rods in her leg to fix it.

Which caused her to laugh because they went on a field trip to Manehattan to see the Classical Art Museum for a school project and she ended up setting off the magical alarm detectors. Which caused Scootaloo to panic because she didn’t do well under societal stress such as security and tried to excuse her with a lie. She inadvertently called her a robot in the process.

Apple Bloom had laughed her head off because Scootaloo called her a robot, and teased her for quite a bit afterward about being ‘Sweetiebot’ after the whole thing was sorted once Mr. Fine Line, the school’s art teacher, who was chaperoning, cleared the misunderstanding and that she didn't have anything metal on her but in her.

I chuckled at that thinking of the fandom again and how they could misinterpret how having metal screws and bars in her leg might make her a robot, or at least a cyborg.

“I've… um… never masturbated before…. I’ve heard about it and… um I wanted to try it but I kept getting really paranoid about Rarity finding out or mom and dad.” she said blushing hard and hiding her face in my mane.

“Y-You wouldn't get mad at me right?” I asked her, to which she just nodded against my head.

“S-So I was frustrated and scared when I was in your body and um… I sorta tried to relieve it… by mastrubating…” I said my ears folding down sharply, I pulled my head back so I could see her kinda, I was too scared to look her in the eye so I focused on her mouth.

“oh…” Sweetie Belle said in that way of hearing something both strange but not knowing how you feel about it.

There was a long stretch of silence between us as I looked at the rug on the floor trying to let the girl sort out her feelings about that.

“I’m… I’m not mad Smiley… was Rarity mad?” she squeaked trying to pick up the conversation again.

“Only… uh.. about the smell.” I whispered, blushing hard I could feel the heat travel down my neck and into my ears. We both shared the trait of a full body blush when things got to hot under the bridle.

“D-Did it feel good? Scootaloo said it felt really good when she tried it, I… I uh... didn’t have the courage to try it myself.” She asked as she leaned very far into me to keep herself close to me.

“Y-yeah!” I squeaked out, “It.. it felt really good. It felt like there was tingling grease lightning going through my… our… your body.” I struggled with the right words because I was using her body when I did it, but we were also sharing one too.

There was another long pause as I glanced over to her, she seemed to be struggling to find the right words on her own as she opened and closed her mouth a few times.

“D-Do you mind… if um..” she stammered her face becoming cherry colored. “ifwetriedittogether.” she whispered all at once, then swallowed thickly.

My mind suddenly blanked and all I could do was flick my tail and my ear, as I felt a small amount of exhilaration run up my spine.

“I j-just… um I… uh.” Sweetie tried to save herself from the awkward blush inducing request, which caused me to blink a few times.

“I.. um… thought it would… feel better… if you… were close to… me.” She stammered again, her voice very squeaky. I grabbed her hoof suddenly the weak telekinetic grip holding onto her’s and squeezing slightly.

“Buh? What?” she blundered as I dragged her off the chair and down the steps somehow hop walking with her hoof in mine. She asked me a few more questions but I wasn't paying attention. Not this time universe, I am going to enjoy myself damnit. Sweetie was mine from the beginning, I’m her other half and I wanted this. It had been stewing in the back of my head since I first got here.

I wanted to share my feelings and desire to make her feel loved and wanted. And this time I'm not going to be interrupted by anyone!!

She stopped her questions when I made it out the back door and off into the apple tree field. Silently following me her telekinetic grip on my hoof a lot stronger than mine which held it firmly. I walked a good way looking every which way for other ponies or bigfoot or whatever that could interrupt my time with my other half.

None seemed to be present, Wiona was barking at something in the far distance and the soft thud of hoofs on wood now way behind us.

“Where are we going?” She asked curious of what I was doing.

“Away from everypony else so they don't interrupt us.” I said glancing over to her, which she had a surprised look and while her blush had faded since walking there was another one starting again.

“Interrupt?” she squeaked, I nodded. Once we were a good distance from the house I rounded on her. Nuzzling her and rubbing my nose against her's softly.

“Every time I’ve wanted to relieve myself like this, I always get interrupted or found out moments after I'm done… n-not today, I’ve been having all sorts of problems with wanting to kiss you silly.” I said as she sat down, the air was a little chilly as was the grass since it had a little bit of morning dew on it.

But the sun was beginning to crest over the horizon into full morning.

“K-Kiss me? That much? I-I mean I wanted to kiss you a lot too, b-but.” she stammered as I pushed her gently up into the nearby tree so her back was to the tree while I nuzzled and kissed at her neck and cheeks. She let out a content sigh as I hugged her closer to me gently nibbling at her jawline where her neck met head.

“N-Now nopony will interrupt us.” I whispered already flushed with the thought of having Sweetie all to myself.

I kissed up her neck and across her cheeks to her lips, which sent small sparks of electricity between us when our horns touched a few times making us shiver with the good feeling. She kissed me back too when I pressed my lips to hers shy but a little hungry too for the closeness we sought at a level that could only be described as soul deep. Like positive and negative magnets trying to be close as possible to one another.

“I… we…” Sweetie mumbled between the deep kisses that weren't too intense yet, like tongue in mouth sort of kiss but still heart pounding to us. I could feel her thoughts and emotions trickle through me like I was experiencing them myself.

Anxiety, excitement, love, want. All mixed together between us.

“Y-You… you don’t think… anypony would be mad at-" she sighed happily leaning into the nibbles of her neck, “-us? F-for wanting to k-kiss each other?” she said through soft sighs of pleasure, getting swept up with my own emotions of making sure she felt good.

“I-If they are… b-buck em.” I softly growled, though coming from my squeaky voice it was more of a weird purr.

“W-what? O-oh…! y-yeah, buck em…!” she giggled through her sighs at my use of language. I made her breath catch and groan softly when I bite a particularly sensitive area on her neck, which caused the very subtle smell of arousal to waft between us.

With that leading me by the nose, I kissed Sweetie on the mouth again and this time didnt stop. Pressing her further into the tree as her hooves quivered wrapping themselves around my neck. I wasn't wearing my scarf, I had forgotten about it earlier.

The warmth in my chest spread down wind of my body making me want to grind my hips together because of the tingling sensation.

Surprising even me it was Sweetie who first tried to lick my teeth, her eyes fluttering and face very red now. Shyly exploring her options and what felt good, I returned her gesture letting her feel my encouragement of her actions. Her soft, warm, wet tongue touched mine sending sharp sparks down my spine and even from my horn as the Tesla coil like interaction between our horns zapped between each other the moment they got near.

I let her explore my mouth, her tongue dragging itself across my own which didn't have any particular flavor to it but the warm wet feeling. Then across the roof of my mouth and over my teeth making her giggle and softly moan when it tickled.

Hearing that tiny moan, switched something inside me a primal desire to hear more. The only thought was ‘give more pleasure, hear more’.

I broke apart the kiss my tongue still hanging out, our faces red and our chests panting. There was small spikes of sadness that came from Sweetie when I decided to end the kiss… or were they my own? It was hard to tell now.

“w-why did you stop?” she half whined half asked, I gave her a devious smile. I leaned down to kiss her chest making sure to rub my face against it so her smell mixed with mine. I kissed a heart shape around her chest making her giggle again because she recognized the pattern.

Then I went lower, Sweetie sensing my intention to go lower tried to slide herself forward enough so I could kiss her belly. I kissed and gently lapped at her belly making her laugh when I brushed a ticklish part but her body was warming up and she was excited in both ways. She didnt understand but could feel my intentions of what I was aiming for, so the anxiety of not knowing but the excitement of the unknown mixed between us.

My lips even got lower and her soft giggles were becoming more like panting. These ponies had breasts where you would expect a pony would have their mammary attachments.

Sweetie’s were not big, they were no more than small rounded squishy areas with whitish pink nipples on them which followed our color scheme. Her nipples were not quite stiff, but they were sort of puffy and longer than a average human's.

She wiggled when my hot breath washed over one of them, her hoof going to her mouth to bite something. I had been the same way, a minor oral fixation of needing something to bite or keep in our mouths while sexual acts were being performed upon us. I marked her left nipple with my tongue, sliding it up and across the soft surface.

Her leg quivered and twitched beside my head, her eyes watching me with awe and shy expression, her ears tucked away. She liked this, I knew, it wasn't even asked I could just feel it. She moaned again through her hoof, gently taking the sensitive nub between my teeth and pulling. Then kissed and licked it making sure it wasn't painful to her, she squirmed again softly moaning as I redoubled my efforts upon the two rosebuds.

Her lower half was producing a very heady scent of something salty, sweet and somewhat marshmallowly. I could feel on my chest that she had become wet from the attack of her rosebuds, I left nothing untouched by my tongue between her legs then agonizingly slowly I went lower.

She cooed and moaned just for me, and it was a possessive territorial feeling that swam through my body. She was mine, all mine, she can be with her friends and others but she will always be mine.

She had to bite back a loud low moan when my tongue touched the puffy and heated line of her neathers. Already I tasted something, sweet, salty and delicious it wasn't like a candy or even marshmallows. It was a biological substance that came from her so believing that she would taste like marshmallows would be unreasonable, it was her juices. The taste did make me feel more wet, I could feel my own dribble down my legs and onto my tail.

“S-Smiley…” she said her voice cracking and out of breath I could feel her confusion of me licking such an area but also a hungry desire for more.

I answered her by going a bit lower till I reached the end of the puffy lips where her anus and vagina met. I took my tongue trying to flatten it out so it had more surface area and pressed it against the wet and hot line and dragged it up pressing it deep in between her folds so that it spread them as I pushed up.

Her hips bucked as a soft keening whine of pleasure and shallow breaths escaped her lips, I made sure to dig my tongue deep into her so that the heart shaped clitoris was covered entirely in my saliva. Sweetie's hoof placed itself atop my head which she tried to press my head further into her musk.

My muzzle was a little wet now, but I did as she commanded and pressed it further into her folds. I surrounded the heart shaped clit with my tongue and lips and sucked first gently making her moan even louder then harder which caused her to scream and groan at the same time behind hoof her hips trying to interact with my stimuli by humping my face.

Hearing her like that was divine enough to make me weep, it gave me to end of joy to make her feel good. It was almost like physical stimulation myself, which my own hind legs quivered with the anticipation of stimulation. Though my belly was almost to the ground I pushed my hoof down my own needy body to the untouched sex I had been neglecting for Sweetie.

I pressed my hoof against my own clitoris, which small sparking fires spread across my legs and up my belly.

“Sweeeertiiieee, Warrrrm Smiiillleee.” Applejack’s distant voice called.

“Ya’ll out here?” she called again, which I felt a fiery anger suddenly pulse through me. Sweetie suddenly felt terrified of being found out of what we were doing as she scrambled up back into a sitting position. Her breathing coming in fast from both her arousal and adrenaline caused by Applejack's voice.

I licked up the precious little liquid of Sweetie’s arousal around my muzzle, trying to savor the taste and smell because in a bit I was ready to break a tree in half. With what little time I had I attacked Sweetie’s lips and ravaged her mouth with my own tongue which she groaned her hoof trying to continue the feeling of pleasure in her lower half by brushing against her clitoris.

Then I broke it up, whispering “I love you… I love you.” a few times into her ear and kissing her cheeks and lips more chastely this time. She whined feeling disappointment and frustration of the play coming short end and not getting the chance to cum. She bit my sensitive ear and whispered her love back, which made me growl again because I would do anything to make her say that while in ecstasy right now.

Applejack’s voice was closer as she called us in for breakfast.

I helped her back up, her hind legs having a hard time remembering that they had strength to stand and not just be a way to wrap my head around her lower half.

I snorted as I ground my teeth in seething rage. My horn sparking angrily as magic welled up but didn't have any direction to make things explode.

My left eye itched again, as the burning feeling came back. Sweetie gently nuzzled me, not needing words with how close our bond was feeling right now.

‘I love you Smiley, sorry that this happened.’ she seemed to say with regret and irritation herself.

“Do… Do I smell funny?” I asked rubbing my muzzle. I could only smell Sweetie’s musky scent at the moment.

“N-No… wait.. um yeah.. kinda… y-you smell kinda like my… um… down there.” she indicated, her tail twitching.

Shit.

“Is there any water nearby you know of?” I asked, causing her to think for a moment and shake her head.

Double shit.

“You don't know any spells do you?” I asked dryly, but let her know my anger wasn't directed at her but the universe.

Again Sweetie shook her head, “I’m still learning the b-basic three! I d-dont know any…. Sorry.” She said, disappointment at her own lack of knowledge. I nuzzled her again, putting all my feelings of love into it.

“Warm Smile? Sweetie?” Applejack’s voice was only a good ten to twenty meters away from us now, so there wasn't much point in hiding now.

“We’re right here AJ, hold on.” I called out, but I couldn't keep the edge out of my voice. I know this wasn't Applejack’s fault, but it didn't mean that I wasn't super happy about her showing up and ruining our time together.

She appeared around one of the trees with her hat on the back of her head like usual, light concern in her eyes.

“Ya’ll okay? Pinkie got worried when she couldn't find ya’ll in the house.” she said looking at the two of us wondering what we were doing out here.

“Oh we’re fine, just peachy in fact! It wasn't like the universe wants to fuck with me twenty eight seven, denying me everything I want and the special time I spend with my other half.” I spat, as angry sparks continued to crackle against my horn. I was seeing red a little and everything about me was ready to throttle something.

“Oookay there sugarcube…” Applejack said, frowning at my use of the word fuck, but also now really concerned with how I was feeling.

Sweetie just shyly waved at Applejack, blushing brightly and smiling at her.

“Did… Did ah come at ah bad time?” she asked, I gave her an extra sweet smile even though I was boiling.

“Nope! We’ll be there, lead the way.” I said with false cheer.

Applejack’ s tail flicked along with one of her ears as she looked at me, then slowly turned around to head back to the house.

The moment she was was about several meters away I kicked the tree tried to rip up the ground with my hooves and silently screamed. Stomping on a weed that was growing in the clearing, eighteen to twenty five times yelling ‘fuck’ everytime I slammed my hooves on it.

I flung myself at the ground moments later and just lay there in the dirt and grass.

About a minute passed and I felt the soft muzzle of Sweetie Belle touch the side of my head.

“I… I just wanted to make you feel good… I wanted to feel good… but no matter what I do…” I croaked feeling the frustration become tears as I pushed my face deeper into the grass.

“You did make me feel good…” Sweetie murmured, she gently nibbled my ear sending little shivers through me.

“I… I don't know what you did… or how you got that idea but I felt really… really good. I'm kinda mad too because I didn't want it to end.” she said biting my ear again then kissing it.

“I felt so close to you, like you were me and I was you and we were like each other but not. Does that make any sense? Cuz even though I said it I don't know if it made sense to me.” She questioned which I snorted at with a laugh, gods in heavens I loved her.

“Now my butt's all tingly.” she complained, continuing to try to cheer me up, she leaned into me again as I lay there.

“Thank you~” She whispered, I could feel her eager to try that again sometime soon. I tilted my head to look up at her, she brought her lips down upon mine giving me a kiss that put all her love behind it and the eagerness to be that close again.

“I… I hope this hasn't been to fast for you… we.. kinda just now know each other, even if there wasn't much of me to begin with.” I said softly between her kisses.

“I think its kinda exciting, its like going to a new place for the first time. A lot of fun things could happen, or some sad things, but it makes it really memorable. ‘Sides it feels like I've known you my whole life! Doesn't it for you too?” She asked as she helped me up with many more kisses, not shy at all anymore as I took them in greedily.

“I just wanted you to know… in case I did something that felt weird.” I said kissing her back with my own greedy kisses, it was super addictive to feel her so very close to me. The age old biological urge derived from a unknown factor to seek out both smell and chemical compatibility for better sexual results, or as some Hindu religious scripture said it was ‘inhaling the soul of one another’.

For our case it was almost literal. A rubber band stretches but it always wishes to return to its resting state releasing kinetic tension.

“It didn't feel weird, you act weird sometimes but it never feels weird being close to you.” She giggled, as I started walking toward the direction of the house.

“What's today?” I asked as Sweetie leaned against me as we walked.

“Saturday, no school today. We gotta work on our project for the show so we dont miss out.” Sweetie chirped, her tail swishing and then she flicked it across my own, which seemed to be enough to cause it to wrap itself around it.

“You guys are going to ignore my advice aren't you?” I gave her a small deadpan look, which caused her to chuckl, giving me her favorite mischievous grin.

“Probably, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo do wanna try out other things, who knows! It might even be great!”

“Even with the glaring holes in your logic, I can't really argue that you couldn’t make dresses. But if you are we are getting Rarity to help us.” Sweetie gave me a pouty frown.

“She doesn't need to make them, but some advice or some tips would be good for you yeah?” I added, which she pouted some more before sighing.

“Yeah, okay, you’re right. Having sis tell me how to work a sewing machine might do me some good.” She said defeated, I grinned at her giving her a small nuzzle.

“I don’t know much about fashion but maybe we should check around and see what's in. We don’t wanna end up making something that would be embarrassing.” I giggled trying to perk her back up. The house was in view now, I could see Apple Bloom with her sister placing buckets of water in the trough, while the pigs oinked and snorted loudly.

Big Mac was lightly dabbing his head with a handkerchief as he set down a large barrel of apples that were picked today.

Pinkie Pie was pacing in circles at the door looking out around where we were. She finally saw us and zipped over to us and put us in a bone crushing hug.

“There you are! I woke up and couldn't find you two anywhere! I thought that the updog had gotten you!!” she said with relief as she set us down smiling at us both and nuzzling us. She paused for a second when she pressed her nose to my cheek blinking once before continuing.

“That was the point…” I grumbled, tail flicking in great annoyance.

“What's updog?” Sweetie asked, which Pinkie giggled at before laughing entirely.

“Nothing, what's up with you?” she said through snickers.

Sweetie tilted her head not getting the joke, I was still pouting but a smile did creep up my lips.

“But seriously, you nearly gave me a heart attack! Fillies don't just vanish without saying something first.” She calmed down a bit giving us a look.

“I wanted to get away from everypony and spend some time with Sweetie! We haven't had any time to ourselves and it was getting on my nerves that everytime I wanna do something we get interrupted!” I said stomping one of my hooves on the ground, I blew air out my nose which sounded distinctly horse like.

“Oh…. Ooooooohhh… Why didn't you just ask?” She wondered which if this were an anime I would of face planted.

“Because… um…” I started which my face began to heart up as I tried to think of a reason without outright saying I was trying to have sex with my original.

“We shouldn't have too…” I said weakly, my face flushing. Pinkie just nodded dropping the subject because of the uncomfortable look I was giving her.

“Me and Smiley were talking about ourselves just between us, she wanted to know more about me without anypony interrupting to add their two bits.” Sweetie explained leaning more against me.

“I got secrets I don't want just anypony to hear.” she said as an afterthought.

“Well okay, just maybe next time tell somepony when you disappear because nopony knew where you were.” Pinkie said nuzzling us again.

“Food’s ready by the way! Apple slice pancakes! Rarity is probably over at Twilight’s still, I think Twilight wanted to start your ‘Up to speed, Everything you need to know about being a pony 101’ sometime today. I also wanted to talk to you about maybe coming to the Ponyville general with me for…. You know.” She said giving me a small smile indicating that she wanted me to come with her to her therapist.

I nodded to her giving her a small kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you~” she chirped giving me a small kiss back.

“Are you okay Pinkie?” Sweetie asked concern lacing her words as she looked the pink mare up and down.

“I’m okay Sweetie, just some stuff I talked about Smiley about last night. I told her some of my secrets so I won't ask if you don't.” she said giving Sweetie a smile, it wasnt mean I dont think Pinkie had it in her to be ‘mean’ but it did make the girl nod but still look concerned.

“Oh!! I forgot to tell you last night, Twilight got in contact with Vinyl and Octavia! They wanted to meet you! Vinyl was so stoked to get to meet you, everypony who donated is! The other day they met up with Rose Bud and Golden Harvest, they were also super excited to meet you too Smiley! Ooooo maybe I should throw a party!” she gasped her hair poofing out greatly which small sprinkles of confetti escaped her hair too.

“A ‘Welcome to Ponyville Warm Smile, we are all your moms party!!’ WE DIDN'T THROW YOU A WELCOME TO PONYVILLE PARTY!!” She shouted looking like she had been smacked at the audacity of not throwing me a party.

“I gotta write invitations! I gotta bake a cake!! Aah!!” she panicked disappearing into the house with a ‘whoosh’ of air, before appearing once again in front of me. She grabbed my cheeks and stared hard at me before shouting.

“RAINBOW CAKE WITH STRAWBERRY KIWI ICING!! GOT IT!” then kissed me on the nose and disappeared again leaving me spinning around and ending up on my back.

Sweetie laughed her butt off as I pulled myself back onto my hooves. I brushed off the dust and shook my head at Pinkie, very happy that she was being her usual self.

“Did Pinkie just scream about strawberries?” Apple Bloom called from near the pig pen, which she was walking with Applejack who was rolling her eyes and smiling.

“She probably forgot somethin, didn't she?” Applejack asked as so they came closer to the house. I laughed and nodded, which Sweetie copied my movements.

“She forgot to set up Warm Smile a welcome to Ponyville party.” Sweetie Belle inferred as the delightful smell of breakfast wafted through the house door. Now that I was fully awake hunger gnawed at my belly which had me licking my lips, and making me blush because I could still taste Sweetie Belle on them.

Now there was two versions of hunger, one for food and the other to ‘eat’ Sweetie again. My life can't get any weirder can it?

Did I just invoke Murphy? Oh no. Murphy's law seemed to be out on a desperado crime spree in this universe, who knew when it’ll come riding in on a black stallion with a big iron on its hip looking for trouble!

I needed keep my head down low and call the sheriff when the time came.

Breakfast was as good and slightly orgasmic as every other meal I've had so far. It still embarrasses me that I nearly get off when something is yummy… Considering Sweetie Belle’s cooking habits anyone’s food would taste heavenly, but this was taking to a whole new level.

I had to put the fork down from my third pancake and concentrate on not leaving a wet stain on Granny’s fine oak chairs. I really hope that when I have my welcoming party that I don’t cum just because I ate a slice of cake.

Not that I didn't want to explore the option of cumming because dear gods I wanted to. The infuriating feelings and helpless slavery to my emotions had made me want relief from it bad and how do you counter emotional pain? By sexual relief, quick and easy. Might regret it later but temporary is better than none.

I just might have to take Rarity up on her offer of my use of the bathroom to use as a safe haven. Or the comfort of our bedroom.

Imagining Sweetie under me, being kissed and love bit in all the right spots to make her feel special and sublime. To hear her voice trembling and close to the edge, quietly begging for that pleasure, the sudden rush of climax. I coughed hard choking on my fifth pancake feeling myself wink once out of reflex.

I glanced around to make sure no one had seen or heard me, they were enjoying their breakfast Apple Bloom chatting about something to Sweetie and Scootaloo while Granny read a book while she ate.

Applejack was glancing out the window every five seconds looking eager for something. It was probably her trying to spot her marefriend in the sky because she had work this morning. It made me smile so hard that someone could make Applejack so excited to see them, it made my heart flutter happily.

I needed more of happy, excited, love struck Applejack in my life. It was life fuel and the ship monster in me craved more.

Nothing exciting happened the rest of the morning, Applejack nearly toppled over her chair to go greet Sunrise Beam around nine which the orange ice cream bar mare was just as excited to see AJ. Sweetie and I lounged with Spike talking about his life with Twilight, how he was raised right alongside Twilight as a younger brother she never had.

Twilight Velvet Sparkle was scarily similar to her daughter in both personality and looks and Night Light Sparkle was a cool headed rock of reason when Velvet lost her cool. Shining was the guy that got Spike into comics in the first place and was busy being the captain of the royal guard. Spike joked that Twilight Velvet was very sappy when it came to her children and often sent multiple letters to Twilight now that she was living outside of Canterlot to check in.

It reminded me of those moms that called their kids 24/7 to bother them while they are out on their own. I was surprised to learn that Spike was about eight years old and that Twilight Sparkle was around twenty three and that she was the youngest of the six. Sweetie then told me Rarity was thirty two and was the eldest of all of them. That took some getting use to, considering Rarity in her thirties but then again ponies lived a really long time and didnt start to look older till they were near their three hundreds.

Its then I asked the ages of the six which Spike replied.

“Well, Twilight is the youngest, being twenty three and twenty four this upcoming winter. Applejack is like twenty five and her birthday is this spring, Pinkie is twenty six, Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash are roughly the same age being twenty eight, and finally Rarity is thirty two being the oldest.” Spike said counting off his claws with a furrowed brow as he remembered all their ages.

“So you are into older mares are you Spike?” I asked in a teasing way, which the dragon spluttered his cheeks coloring even though he had scales, which was in itself a magical happenstance.

I wonder what Twilight had in mind for me today, knowing her it would be everything you needed to know and more on how to properly walk into a house or something. The girl could get a little detail crazy.

But that was her charm.

Pinkie eventually came back to ask me a few more questions about my taste in music and what kind of games I liked, then disappeared off into the unknown. About close to nine o'clock Rarity showed up along with Fluttershy and Twilight.

Twilight was a little wobbly and looked like she hadn't got any sleep, while Rarity shone like she had been given excellent news all morning. There was a soft perfume that was on Twilight and her, that I found odd because of the strange lack of scent yet there was a tiny subtle smell of expensive perfume.

Fluttershy looked pretty as always, the tall shy mare looking a little sleepy herself as she was slammed into by a excited Scootaloo.

It was pure squee inducing cuteness that Scootaloo was always so excited to see her adoptive mother. Clearly Fluttershy didn’t mind the body slamming and being knocked clear off her hooves like a truck running into a traffic barrel.

“H-Hello, good morning Scootaloo.” She said softly as she retained her footing like a expert. She brought Scootaloo into a hug rubbing noses with the orange filly and soft kisses were exchanged. Which Scootaloo blushed when she found me staring with a wide grin on my face.

It was also great that Scootaloo had a pegasus mom that didn't fly more than she needed too, Scootaloo wouldnt feel so bad that her wings weren't developed as others since the buttercream tree horse lived mainly on the ground and generally acted more earth pony than normal earth ponies.

“I'll see you girls later!!” Scootaloo called as her wings buzzed happily and there was a obvious bounce in her step. I waved goodbye to her and Flutters, Fluttershy gently nudging the orange filly with her nose to ask about her day so far.

Scootaloo excited voice trailed off in the distance as she talked Fluttershy’s ear off, Fluttershy looking highly pleased before they turned over the small hill and disappeared from sight.

“They are super cute.” Sweetie said beside me giggling, looking out across the front yard where the two had left.

“They are! Eeeeee!” I squeeed brightly nuzzling her affectionately with the unbridled cute that had been displayed.

“I really wish I own a camera, cuz I need pictures of them together.” Sweetie joked lightly, Twilight and Rarity were talking to Applejack and Apple Bloom after they had said their goodbyes to Fluttershy and Scootaloo.

Scootaloo was on a nutrition supplement diet that usually required her to take various vitamins and exercises to help her wings grow properly since she never had a proper teacher nor the right nutrition to make her wings grow bigger. Pegasuses were very sensitive to what they eat and it affects their growth, it's why pegasi ponies were often called ‘health nuts’ because of their cultural awareness to what was in food.

It probably trailed all the way back to their ancestors who were extremely proud warriors, having the right diet and training made the warrior after all.

Now that she was on a plan, Fluttershy made sure to give her everything she needed to be a happy and healthy pegasus.

It hit me during that talk with Scootaloo the reason why Rainbow Dash was crazy for freaking cider!

It was chalk full of natural sugars! Processed sugar found in frostings or sweets were cholesterol nightmares, cider was not only a better alternative to apple juice but that Rainbow could get something sweet without worrying to much about building up fats! It all became so clear once you thought about it, Rainbow who is a health nut has a literal cider factory next to her house and because horses needed some sort of sugar for maintaining health it was the perfect alternative to anything else!

So when cider season came around she drank as much as she could because then it wouldn't set her back too much!

Anyways we are greeted by Twilight who gives me a soft nuzzle on the side of my face without thinking. Before her eyes went wide and stammered out a apology.

“Oh! Sorry, Warm Smile, I um forgot. Is things like that acceptable to you? Its generally widely accepted that gentle rubs against the face are a sign of hello to those you are familiar with or taken interest in. I don’t know much about human culture or their social norms so I'm sorry if that was weird!” she said slowly beginning to panic that she might of offended me.

“Twilight, breathe, I'm fine. I prefer it to the human one, we just generally shake hands or great people with a light slap on the shoulder which doesn't feel as great or comforting than with nuzzling.” I replied giving her a grin which she let out a long sigh of relief. Though she perked up some now even though she looked tired.

“Okay, good, good. Rarity said it was a rough day yesterday, and Applejack just told me that you had an accident at the clubhouse when Pinkie came to check up on you. You aren't hurt right? No lying, is it a dull ache in your chest or abdomen? Perhaps a weird itching feeling?” she asked her horn lighting up to cast spells to check on me.

“Nothing serious Twilight!” Sweetie vouched for me before the purple horse decided to cast thousands of spells on me.

“She.. um… she had a accident with her… um…” She waved Twilight closer which the mare blinked with curiosity and leaned forward to hear Sweetie. Twilight first looked confused, then that confusion quickly into surprise and then a blush.

“Oh! Whoo boy…” She said standing straight again and smiling at me with a embarrassed but also sympathetic one.

I felt my cheeks flush brightly as she leaned down to me and gave me a tiny nuzzle on the cheek.

“D-don't fret to much Warm Smile its happened to the best of us. I know I had embarrassing things happen all the time when I was growing up, it gets even worse when you have two brothers in a nearly all male household. Dad has like four brothers and mom has one so when Hearth’s Warming comes around it can be a disaster.” she chuckled sympathetically.

“Ouch.” I said wincing at the thought of having those kinds of problems during a family visit.

“Well, just so you know everypony here is very understanding. We might not be the best at times but we get that you are brand new to all this.” she waved a hoof indicating the universe in general.

“That's right sugarcube, we here ain't gonna pick on yah to much if yer brand new. Though when yah are the trainin shoes come off and then we can tease yah senseless!” Applejack said with a bright and mischievous grin. It was the kind that promised teasing as she said, which Apple Bloom giggled along with Sweetie. Which I got mock hurt look to give her that she would side with the enemy.

“Yes darling, Ponyville was voted one of the nicest places in all of Equestria! I would consider it pure luck to end up here of all the places you could of ended up. Stranded over in the Arnora wildlands for one, nasty place that.” she sniffed, “predators the size of houses over there and many ponies go missing there who decide to go exploring.” Rarity said with a shiver.

“The Arnora isn't that bad, that's just a bunch of scaredy ponies talking when they haven’t done any research!” the egghead snorted rolling her eyes.

“Anyways our point is that you can trust us Warm Smile, we want you here just as much as we want Sweetie. No and its not because you share Sweetie’s soul either, we and I think you would be great here in Ponyville.” She said as soon as I opened my mouth to say the self deprecating thing I was going to say about myself. Which then her eyes got sparkles as they grew bigger.

“Aaaand I get to learn about a culture that nopony has ever even heard before!! This is exciting! Are you excited because I sure am! New ideas, culture, math, religion, technology!!” She squeed happily nearly jumping up and down around us.

“The ponies at CU are going to go absolutely mad!! My papers on the introduction of a entirely new species to add to the Canterlot Library!! Me! Twilight Sparkle right next to Starswirl the Bearded’s work!” She laughed happily as she did her ‘Yes! Yes yes yes yesss!’ thing.

“You are incredibly adorable Twilight!” I blurted as she ranted to herself, the purple smart turned to me and blushed looking embarrassed that she got so worked up.

“Nah… I’m not adorable.” she mumbled, which I shook my head.

“I dont about you ponies but Twilight talking about things that she loves is super adorable and there is nothing in this universe that can change my mind.” I said adamantly, which Rarity snickered playfully.

“I have to admit darling that she is right, you tend to get quite exuberant over the academic. It really makes you shine. Oh! Ideeeaaa! Maybe I should make you a school uniform and you will look absolutely stunning!” Rarity said in her sing song voice, Twilight blushed even harder looking embarrassed but pleased of the praise.

“A-Anyways." Twilight said still blushing as Rarity nuzzled her face.

“Warm Smile I was going to ask if you like to start your lessons today, and if we can get to it maybe one of big threes. I figured you’d want a crash course so I cut down a lot of stuff… hehehehe..” she said rubbing the back of neck as I gave her a arched eyebrow.

“Cut down? Yer idea of ‘cut down’ Twi, is about four years of Primary in several classes.” Applejack teased, which the purple unicorns ear twitched snorting like a horse would before lightly pulling Applejack’s hat down over her face with her magic. Sweetie and Apple Bloom giggled and Rarity was biting back a few chuckles to be polite.

“I’m not that bad! I just tend to overwhelm everypony with a lot of information at once… okay… maybe I’m a little bad at that.” She admitted.

I grinned at her.

“I'm ready to learn Miss Sparkle! May I offer you a apple as a gift?” I gestured, indicating Apple Bloom.

“Har har, very funny Smiley.” Apple Bloom said giving me a very light shove.

“Great!” Twilight announced cheerily, “Let's head on by to the library. Is Spike still asleep? I'll go get him then we can be off!” she trotted off toward the Apple house.

“Where is Pinkie Pie dears? I thought she would be here with you two since she sent us the letters saying you were all staying the night.” Rarity asked looking around the immediate vicinity to make sure she wasn't just out of her normal field of view.

“Pinkie forgot to give Warm Smile a welcome to Ponyville party, so she is going to make her one with all of the donors as guests. Then she went poof! How does she run that fast?” Sweetie informed Rarity then looking around too.

“Oh that's very sweet of her! I was actually going to ask that maybe we can go see Octavia and Vinyl? I… I saw you watching them the other day dear and I thought it would be best to meet them since they have been eager to meet you.” Rarity said looking down at me with a smile and warm eyes.

“I wanted you to know Warm Smile that even if we got of to a bad start, I really do care about you. I might not be mother material just yet, but I feel that there has been some subtle body language that I think we might be misinterpreting and I wanted to rectify that. I for one have been acting so abhorrent to my element I didn't even realize I was doing it.” she said placing a hoof on her chest and frowning.

“I have been acting lucratively complacent of your situation, and to you it might have seen normal but in actuality I was acting out of line.” she said tilting her head down as I myself felt a little confused at this apology.

“If the papers go through, you are going to be my official adopted filly. Its a small gesture I know, you can't leave Sweetie Belle’s side that much. But I felt it that you needed something to stand on and I'm not just going to stand around watching you sink.” she came up to me while I was still stunned, and nuzzled my face gently.

“I… I don't know how to respond.” I mumbled now actually feeling a tiny bit of that fear I had chip away, It… it was strange but it also felt good.

“You don't have to darling. By the time Tuesday rolls around you will be my little pony. Barring Fleur of course, I received a letter from a friend of mine in the fashion business in Canterlot that Fleur has been on a warpath to free up time to see you. It's even on the cover of Simply Beautiful, and Shine magazine of what she thinks of Fancy Pants with her schedule.” she giggled, rubbing noses with me with a smile.

She pulled something from behind her and took out two magazines from her pocket space.

The squiggly letters didnt mean anything to me but I could clearly see Fleur’s beautiful face contorted into a death scowl of someone off in the distance while she was modeling for a clothes line. She looked like she wanted to kick someone and I knew that feeling well.

The pink haired unicorn was just as pretty as I remembered her from the show, her features slim and well defined into a natural beauty that was almost magical. She looked really good in maroon colors too.

But that scowl, was obviously taken when she wasn't paying attention or in the halfway mark of posing for the camera.

I snorted back some laughter another warm feeling floating through my chest.

“Does this make you my other mom?” I teased Rarity which the mare took it like a champ and smiled.

“Well I did always think that Fleur had a exotic look about her, so I wouldn't mind having her as a wife.” She tittered merrily thinking about it.

“Oh.. I was kinda teasing but… um.” I said slightly caught off guard with the statement. “I would like to have you as a… um… mom.” I said feeling a little silly with thinking of Rarity as a mother, I've read porn fiction of her damnit!

“I don't have to call you that do I?”

“Not unless you want to, I might blubber like a baby if you did and I wasn't expecting it! Me, a mother!” she laughed nuzzling my face again.

“I really wanted you to make you feel like you have a home darling. And my doors are always open to you.” Rarity murmured rubbing my nose again with her own.

“THIS IS GREAT!!” Sweetie squealed at the top of her lungs and jumped me with a hug and a few kisses.

“Ahm happy that yah got yourself a place tah call your own Warm Smile. Nopony should ever feel like they ain't got nowhere tah call home!” Applejack agreed coming up beside me and giving me a very soft hip bump. More like side of her hind leg but I got the gist of it.

“What's the matter darling?” Rarity asked her face still quite close to mine her smile that of some slight concern, my face felt kinda hot.

“I…” I mumbled, there was slow chipping of my heart as real happiness leaked into it. I suddenly didn't feel so empty as that warmth spread through me.

Is… is this what happiness is?

Tears dripped down the creases of my cheeks, as Rarity gave a sigh and kissed my nose and forehead bringing me into a tight hug.

“Oh my, what am I ever going to do with you? If you stay with me I might have to double the tissues I buy!” she giggled, kissing me again on the head.

“She isn't lying, Rarity cries like six to eight times a week. I think last time she cried over Opalescent because she was and I quote ‘too pure for this world’ then it was one of her books about five hours later.” Sweetie snickered teasing her sister, which Rarity stuck her nose in the air.

“I am not ashamed to admit that I get swept away with a few things, and be a tad over dramatic at times.” She said nuzzling my crying dorky face.

“If Warm Smile wishes to cry, than she can, it's better than keeping all those emotions all wrapped up! Warm Smile as your surrogate mother, I want you to come to me when you feel sad or if you feel like the world is on your shoulders. Relaxing on the couch cuddling or listening to the radio together, maybe I can convince Twilight to get us discount tickets at the new moving picture theater near Canterlot!” Rarity beamed at me, which I gently rubbed my face of the happy tears.

“Th-that sounds really good.” I said which earned me a hug and a few kisses from both sisters and bunch more giggles.

“Did you make sure you grab everything Spike? I know you brought your O&O stuff over so I wanted to triple check your list.” Twilight’s voice said from behind a large piece of parchment paper near the entrance of the Apple residence.

“Yes, Twilight I have all my dice and all the character sheets were used up last night. So you can check it off your list.” Spike said exasperated.

A quill floated in and out of view behind the parchment paper, in a typical Twilight fashion she looked at Spike with a arched eyebrow but continued to scribble on her paper.

“Right! Check that off the list, I think I set up all the things I needed for our lessons today. If we have only minor interruptions like the quick lunch and various bathroom breaks we can get a good solid course of the first three books of Yewmin’s: a history of Equis and her Species! And have enough time to do a Q&A with Smile herself on human culture, history, and mathematics!” she announced happily, which Spike did a double take.

“Yewmin!!? Twilight that book is bigger than me! It took you six weeks to slog through the first one! But all three of them!? Nopony in their right mind would wanna read that right off the bat!” Spike gasped fearing for my sanity.

“In summary, Spike, in summary! I'm not that cruel! Besides she can't read anything yet, its just amazing that she is from a entirely different universe and can speak Equestrian at all. Maybe she was imprinted with the knowledge when she was merged with Sweetie. Sweetie’s brain is still young and impressionable which would be perfect for the transferal of information to another…” Twilight answered then started to talk to herself about the semantics of my knowledge of language which was a excellent question.

How did I know Equestrian? I didn't really think about it until now. I thought I was listening to English every time they spoke, but that could just be a auditory trick because my mind has preconceived ideas of how English works and its it's how I understand the world around me thus is translating what they are saying into a format that can be understood.

There was a strange sort of accent but it was barely audible to me.

“Ahem.” Rarity politely coughed which made Twilight who had now been standing near us mumbling to herself look up from her paper.

“Hmm?” she hummed cutely curious to what Rarity wanted to say, which she slightly gestured to everyone.

“Oh! Mumbling to myself again, I get lost in my own little world sometimes.” Twilight said sheepishly.

“Well it twer good seein yah both but me and Apple Bloom gots to go finish our chores. Can't dilly dally when there is work tah be done.” Applejack politely said which she looked back behind her as Big Mac came out from the barn with a wagon and a few barrels of apple cider.

“Apple Bloom say bye to yer friends, yah can see em later today when we get them barrels stored for cider season this fall. Apple Butter gots a shipment ah need tah fill for Vanhoover, so ah need to get tah buckin and fill up them crates.” Applejack said giving both Rarity and Twilight a quick nose rub and a hug, she bent down to me and nuzzled me softly.

“Yer always welcome here Warm Smile, Sunny thought you were ‘pretty cool’ an ah do to. Treat Apple Bloom special alright? Ma would roll over in her grave if yah didn't love her as much as the others.” Applejack whispered giving Apple Bloom a glance who was chatting with Spike.

“She sometimes dont feel all that special cuz she ain't got her cutie mark yet.”

I returned her nuzzles with my own, “Apple Bloom means a lot to me so dont worry too much… I might not have a lot of happiness in me, but that doesnt mean I want others to be with me in that sadness.” I whispered back, which Applejack leaned back slightly giving me a searching look.

“Yah remind me of Pinkie sometimes Smiley, that mare got ah lot of sadness in her too. When she thinks ah ain't lookin she got this distant look in her eye.” Applejack said looking out across the orchard, she frowned slowly then looked back to me “Yah ain't ever alone Smile, everypony here ain't gonna let you feel alone.” she said giving me a head rub.

“Ah might not be able tah keep up with Pinkie all that well, but let her know ah love her when yah see her again. Same goes with you too Smiley, ponies got ah love first ask questions later kinda policy even if we might have some misunderstandins.” She grinned at me.

“Even with Zecora?” I asked but there was a sharp spike of warmth with her words, Applejack eyes widened and looked like she was sweating before shaking her head.

“Ah be the first one tah admit ah ain't perfect, but we all gotta try. Twilight taught me that.” She said indicating the purple unicorn, Rarity, Twilight, and Sweetie were waiting a few meters away looking at me expectantly. Rarity having been nice enough to let Applejack say her piece to me.

“Yeah, Twilight is something special.” I said looking over to her which she smiled at me.

“That she is, welp ah been holdin everypony up you get on try not tah sleep to much through her lessons.” she teased loudly which Twilight blushed and pouted.

“Thanks AJ, really.” I said softly before I nuzzled her again and then Apple Bloom who was nearby and said my goodbyes.

Author's Notes:

First part is up!! Long chapters ugh they haunt me!!

Had a lot of problems with my own mental health but I feel good enough to write more and more so that's exciting

Anyhow thank you all for the likes and faves, sad that I have 10 dislikes :pinkiesad: without any sort of reason why.

Oh well the good out ways the bad in the long run.

Love you all~ see you next time on... Twilight Book Z