It was already sundown by the time Sunny Flare exited the clown house, relieved to finally be away from the awful upside down clown inside. She’d been hearing its laughter for the past two hours and it had been starting to get on her nerves.

“Gee, Sunny, you really went all out, huh? In a place like this?” Lemon Zest snickered as she walked alongside her.

Sunny pinched at the new black skirt Lemon had brought her. “Sh-shut up. You girls made me wait in there alone for an hour. Silver had to go and obviously I couldn’t leave without any pants on.”

“Well, sorry. The nearest clothing shop is fifteen minutes away by car. “And we all know how picky you are on clothes, dude. We even spent a considerable amount of time on picking out your panties. You should be thankful, man.”

Sunny muttered something and looked down, trying to hide her crimson face.

The Shadowbolts walked out of the amusement park, passing the evening crowd that was on its way in. They got to Lemon’s van and got in, though she didn’t start the engine.

“Well?” Sunny demanded from the back. “Did you learn anything?”

Indigo snorted. “Yeah. We learned that you’re terrible at this whole undercover thing. You totally went rogue on us.”

“No, no I didn’t!” Sunny sat herself down in the back. “I got the information we needed. Silver said she’s no magician.”

“You really think so?” Indigo asked skeptically. “Because it sure sounded like she was doing magic with her tongue, if you know what I mean...” She coughed. “Besides. We didn’t get as much info as we wanted. Thanks, Sunny.”

“Yeah, and I think you forgot what had to be done anyway.” Sugarcoat folded her arms and shot Sunny a stern look. “After a while, you stopped hearing us.”

“H-Hey, it’s not my fault!” Sunny didn’t think her face could get any redder. “I-I did what I could!”

“Yeah, girls, she did.” Lemon Zest pretended to make a kissing face. “Oh, love me, Silvy! Love me! Love my pussy lips till I can’t take it anymore!”

“Hey, I didn’t say that!” Sunny stood up and tried to rush at her, but Indigo held her back. “You girls! I can’t believe you! You’re supposed to be helping me!”

“Yeah, she didn’t say that, Lemon,” Indigo added. “She said, ‘destroy my pussy’.”

Sugarcoat slapped a hand to her face. “Can we stop using that word? Just say vagina.”

“How did you not get caught, anyway?” Sour Sweet asked from the back of the van. “You were making enough noise to wake the dead.”

“I-I don’t know…” Sunny walked back to her corner and sat down. “Okay, I admit, I might’ve let things get out of hand a little, but I got what we were after. I don’t think they’re witches.”

Sugarcoat raised an eyebrow. “This isn’t just from her saying she isn’t a witch, right?”

“No, I believe her. She’s telling the truth. They’re not witches.”

“Then what is that thing in their attic?” Indigo asked. “Only druids and witches have familiars.”

There was a moment of silence.

“What.” Sugarcoat said flatly. “Where did you get this information?”

“The O&O handbook,” Indigo said sheepishly.

“I didn’t know you played that nerd game,” Sunny said, surprised.

Indigo rubbed the back of her head. “Well, yeah, before I got into sports and everything, back in elementary school, I was big on tabletop games. Still have a few of my old books. Anyway,” she coughed, eager to change the topic. “If they’re not witches, then what are they?”

“Well, you did say druids…” Sour Sweet shrugged. “Well, either way, that still makes them what, cast magic?”

“Yeah, Silver said she doesn’t cast magic,” Sunny reminded them.

“And you believe her… why?” Sugarcoat wasn’t amused.

Lemon chuckled and stuffed a lollipop in her mouth. “Probably because of that tongue magic she worked on Sunny.”

“Hey, no! It wasn’t because of that.”

“It was most certainly because of that.”

“No!”

“I think Sunny’s having trouble seeing past her own pu- uh, vagina.”

“Hey, stop!”

“Dude, I don’t even know why you prefer like, a tongue over like, a dick.”

Sugarcoat raised a hand to quiet the rest of the Shadowbolts. “Okay, enough! Whatever the case, Sunny, you got distracted during the mission and we had to cut it early. The only thing now is Silver knows we’re on to her. After what you said, any smart person can put two and two together and figure out we’re the ones that have been spying on them. We’ll need to lay low for a while and figure things out. A new plan. Whatever.”

“I want to go home,” Sunny groused. “I’m all sticky down there.”

Lemon stifled a laugh. “Yeah, and whose fault is that?”

“Mine,” she sighed.

“And you smell weird,” Indigo added. “Lemon, could you roll down the windows?”

“Uh, dude, it’s so hot out there.” Lemon waved a hand to the window. “But you know what? Wow. We actually heard you two in action, Sunny. Silver has a pretty cute way of moaning. And then the stuff you say… Wow, Sunny.”

“I can’t believe I agreed to this plan…” Sunny lay down on the van floor and groaned.

“I can’t believe we did.” Sour Sweet glared at her. “Though you did try your best not to give in to your sexual urges, Sunny.”

“Pffft, no she didn’t,” Indigo grunted. “Aaah, destroy my pussy.”

“Stop! I didn’t say that!” Sunny covered her ears. She just wanted to go home and be done with all this.

“You did, Sunny. But not important, Indigo.” Sugarcoat rubbed her forehead and adjusted her glasses. “We’ll still need to do more investigation, but for now, we need to keep our heads down. Because of you, Sunny, they probably know we’re the ones with the drone.”

“Does that mean we can’t go flying it around Silver’s house any more?” Lemon turned the key in the ignition.

“For now. We can’t risk getting found out now that they know we’re the ones doing it.” Sugarcoat flashed Sunny another glare.

“I’m sorry, my mind wasn’t in the right planning mood.”

“Evidently…” Sugarcoat sighed. “Lemon, take us home. Sunny needs a shower.”

“Ho boy, she sure does.” And the girl depressed the pedal.

Sunny sat at the back in her own little corner, thinking about it all. Sure, Silver was a nice girl and sexy as hay, but what did she really know about her?

Not much…

She believed Silver when she had said she wasn’t a witch. She didn’t know how to explain it, but it wasn’t any kind of magic, she knew it. But there was still something about her that unsettled Sunny. Something she was missing. Sure, she wasn’t a witch, maybe, but just what was she?

She’s really good at licking my pussy though…

Sunny’s thoughts drifted to the amazing experience she had just gone through in the clown house of all places. Thinking back now, having sex just in the middle of nowhere like that wasn’t a great idea, but she regretted none of it. Silver’s tongue had felt so good inside her that she just couldn’t wait till the next time to experience it again.

“Aaaah… aaaah, Silvy… Mmm… yesss...”

“Uh, girls? Sunny’s doing it!” Indigo’s voice pierced her thoughts.

Sunny looked down to find her fingers beneath her panties, already inside her snatch to the knuckles.

“No, no, it’s not what it looks like…!”

But then a spray from the van’s fire extinguisher cut her off.

“Someone had a really good time in there, didn’t she?” Ivory Wings had asked playfully when Silver Rose had gotten into the car earlier.

“Oh yeah… ummm… Sunny’s just… She really likes this kind of thing.” The young changeling rubbed the back of her head and chuckled awkwardly.

Ivory smirked. “I wasn’t talking about Sunny.”

“Uh, oh… uh, well…” Silver pinched at her fingers and looked down. “W-Well… y-yeah, I guess I did…”

“There’s nothing to be ashamed about, sweetie.” The older changeling arrived through the gates of the Wings’ Estate. “Sex is enjoyable. It feels good, it tastes nice, so there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

“O-Oh. Okay, Aunt Ivory.”

“Just remember, not too often, okay? I don’t want you becoming like your mother. And to think she has zero scandals since becoming an actress. I don’t know how she’s done it all these years without me.”

“Actually,” Silver said slowly. “I’m not sure she was interested in um… s-sex until you came along.”

Ivory glanced in the rearview mirror. “So she’s been using our relationship to hoard more love energy. Well, that’s just dandy. No more for her, I’m afraid. I don’t want her becoming any more of a sex-starved beast than she already is.”

Silver got out of the car as her aunt went to park it, entering the house and going straight up to her room. By now, the sun was already setting and it was soon going to be dinner.

Her thoughts drifted to Sunny, wondering if she was going to make it out okay. In the heat of the moment, she had ripped off the poor girl’s skirt and panties, and without her bottom garments, Sunny didn’t quite have a way to leave the clown house unless she wanted everyone to see her magnificent bottom.

She had to get home, seeing as she had a curfew, leaving the girl there all on her own. A part of her was actually satisfied to have done so. Sunny and her friends had been spying on them with that drone, thinking they were witches. She blushed as she thought about the time that flying machine had caught her naked. If that ever got out anywhere, she was going to be in some serious trouble from her mother. It was nice to know that at least Sunny was getting some form of retribution back for doing that.

The young changeling had done her best today, trying to convince Sunny that they weren’t witches. She didn’t know if it worked, but she hoped the girl would be too crazy in love to believe her. Then again, she hadn’t lied when she said they weren’t witches. They weren’t witches.

“Oh no, we’re worse than that…” Silver giggled to herself.

“Worse than what?” Sonata Dusk asked, standing by her room door, a wide smile on her face.

“Oh, did you know? Sunny thinks we’re witches. All of us.” Silver continued to laugh softly. “She doesn’t know the half of it.”

“Yeah, I knew there was something weird about her.”

“You’re weird too,” Aria drawled from the couches, a controller in her hand as she played The Warlocker.

“No I’m not!”

“Are too.”

“Here we go again…” Adagio placed a palm to her forehead, leaning on the other side of the doorpost to Silver’s room. “So, you enjoy yourself, Silver?”

“Yeah, I suppose I did…” Silver pushed her fingers together. “I-I mean, Sunny tasted nice…”

“Oh, I’m sure she did.”

Silver noticed that Adagio seemed completely unflustered by this. She was checking her nails and still leaning in the doorway. “What?” The siren asked as she saw Silver give her an odd look. “I’m over a thousand years old. You don’t think I might have had a few flings in that time?”

“Well, uh…” Silver didn’t doubt that. The things Adagio did in her free time were a bit… questionable. In fact, she had caught the poofy haired siren masturbating in the bathroom with the door wide open just last week. She hadn’t even been perturbed by that. “That’s… good. For you. I guess. That you… Are used to it.”

“Yes. I think my lack of magic is to blame for my… regressing to my pleasures.” Adagio flicked at something under a nail. “Or perhaps I’m just bored. You know, funny story, I had thoughts of doing stuff to your boyfriend once. Before you started hunting him.”

“O-Oh… And it’s Moonglade’s boyfriend, by the way,” Silver corrected. “Uh-umm… Wh-what kind of stuff?”

“Oh, you know, just some stuff… Some casual sex, the occasional scandal, maybe some where I make him my bi-”

“You know, maybe I better not hear anymore.” Silver spun around in her chair and looked to her closet.

“Meh, you’re missing out.” Adagio flicked a hand through her orange hair. “So… you think they’ll buy it? Your word that we’re not witches?”

“I don’t really know,” Silver admitted. “ I mean, we didn’t give them a lot of evidence to prove their suspicions, and Sunny Flare at least trusts me on some level. We’ll just have to see.”

“You were telling the truth, at least.” The siren smirked. “What a funny thought. Witches. Imagine your mother using a wand and trying to cast some magic. That would be something.”

“Yeah.” Silver snickered. “Still, I guess I’ll need to keep my eyes out in case they try something again. I think all that drone business was their doing. Perhaps I’ll need to meet up with them and remind them I’m their friend, not some random girl they should be spying on.”

“Are you really their friend?” Adagio asked pointedly, all levity gone.

Silver bristled a little bit. “Of course I am! Changelings are allowed to have friends.”

“Well, if you say so.” The siren shrugged and pointed outside with her thumb. “Anyway, I’m gonna go find something to do. Want to join me?”

“I think I need a shower.” Silver sniffed at her shirt. It still smelt of Sunny’s fluids.

“How about I join you?”

“No thanks,” Silver said quickly. “Hey, I think someone’s calling you.”

Adagio left and close the door behind her. Out in the hallway, the grandfather clock chimed six times.

A shower first, then dinner. Definitely. Silver entered the bathroom and locked the door behind her, just in case.