Pinkie couldn’t help but laugh at the sound of a wall being punched as Spitfire led her to the crumbling house where Rainbow Dash and Gilda were being treated for their injuries. Pinkie wasn’t super surprised that when she entered the house, behind Spitfire of course, she saw Gilda nursing her hand and Rainbow looking at the quetzalcoatl with a tired glare.

Rainbow was sitting on a wooden long table, which made do as a hospital bed in this makeshift encampment, hands clenched into fists in front of her. She wasn’t throwing punches at stone walls like Gilda was, but Pinkie could see clearly that she was pissed.

Pinkie’d already heard the battle didn’t go super well for them, but it was a bummer to see these two women who were so full of confidence last Pinkie saw them, now looking so down and out.

Though the silver lining here was that Rainbow looked cute as hell naked, and Gilda wasn’t too hard on the eyes either.

Rainbow though… Pinkie couldn’t help licking her lips as she looked the harpy over, Rainbow’s thin frame and light muscles making Pinkie salivate, but the real cherry on top was Rainbow’s cock, which was kept neatly inside a silver cage.

“Ladies! Stand at attention!” Spitfire commanded as she entered the building, Rainbow immediately sitting up stiff as a board, and Gilda just chuckling.

“You talkin’ about this guy?” Gilda said, fondling her lower regions. “Okay boss, but I don’t think—”

“Shut up, Gilda,” Spitfire barked, Gilda gritting her teeth and glaring in response. “Do I need to remind you-” Spitfire’s fingers danced with sparks of flame “-who’s in charge here?”

“No, ma’am!” Rainbow stood up and gave a salute, and she looked back at Gilda and urged her to do the same, which the quetzal did as reluctantly and lazily as possible. “Rainbow Dash and Gilda, standing at attention! Ma’am!”

“That’s what I like to hear,” Spitfire said proudly, the phoenix crossing her arms and giving a single approving nod. Pinkie tried not to roll her eyes right outta her skull.

Rainbow and Gilda stood in a line, Rainbow’s arms resting stiffly at her sides, and Gilda’s on her hips. She didn’t look like she wanted to be put through this nonsense any more than Pinkie did.

“Listen up!” Spitfire said, and then she clapped for Rainbow and Gilda, who both looked confused. “You two did excellent work out there today. Well done.”

“Yeah is that right?” Gilda scoffed and rolled her eyes.

“What do you mean ‘well done’?” Rainbow balked. “We got our asses beat!”

“That may be true—”

“It is true,” Gilda grumbled, interrupting Spitfire who didn’t look too pleased with Gilda’s interception.

“—but,” Spitfire continued, “I’m partly to blame for that. I relied on incomplete intelligence and ended up severely underestimating the enemy’s weapon. You two could’ve been killed today, or worse, brainwashed, and it would’ve been my fault.

“But instead,” Spitfire bore a proud, confident smirk, “you both went head to head with the enemy’s greatest weapon and lived to tell the tale, and share your personal intelligence about the enemy’s ability. Not to mention, the two of you keeping the enemy’s weapon occupied allowed our forces to rout the Family, and convert this village to our cause. All in all, you two should be proud of yourselves.”

Rainbow let a squiggly smile creep across her lips, and it was the cutest thing Pinkie’d ever seen. She looked so chuffed to be praised by Spitfire, and Pinkie felt good that Rainbow was feeling good.

“So is there a promotion in it for us?” Gilda asked confidently, putting her arm around Rainbow and pulling the comparatively tiny harpy in close to her. “Cuz it sounds like we were the MVPs of this battle.”

“Yeah, it does sound like that, huh?” Rainbow beamed at Gilda, who grinned back and playfully punched Rainbow in the arm, the harpy giggling at the touch. Pinkie couldn’t help but smile; she wanted to be part of that friendship.

“I’ll see about getting you two a commendation,” Spitfire sighed. “For now, I have to check on the rest of our troops, but I have someone here who will take care of you both until we’re ready to move on.”

That was Pinkie’s cue, so she stepped up next to Spitfire and smiled as brightly as she could at Rainbow and Gilda, who both looked surprised to see her, with Rainbow especially sporting this massive grin that made butterflies flutter in Pinkie’s stomach.

“Pinkie Pie,” Spitfire clapped Pinkie on the shoulder, “make these two ladies feel like the MVPs they are. I’m gonna go deal with the rest of our company.”

“Okie dokie lokie!”

Pinkie beamed and watched Spitfire as she left, Pinkie’s smile slowly fading into a bemused scowl. Spitfire had some nerve to be bossing Pinkie around; did she think she was Lightning Dust? Just convenient for everypony that Pinkie wanted to follow Spitfire’s orders for her own reasons.

“So!” Pinkie turned to her two girls and smiled warmly at them. “What can I do for you two?”

“You don’t see my hard cock?” Gilda laughed, fondling herself once again. “I think it’s pretty obvious what you can—”

“Gilda,” Rainbow slapped Gilda in the stomach and looked disgustedly at her, “don’t be a freak. Sorry, Pinkie.”

“It’s okay,” Pinkie licked her lips. Truth was, Gilda’s cock was already looking pretty tantalizing. “I can do that.”

“Relax, I was just joking around,” Gilda groaned and she walked past Pinkie and clapped her on the shoulder. “I gotta go walk around and punch some stuff, so she’s all yours, Dash.”

And then Gilda just bounced, leaving Pinkie inside a falling apart stone house with Rainbow Dash, who sighed bleakly as soon as Gilda left.

“Look, I’m sorry about her,” Rainbow groaned.

“I’m sorry I didn’t get to suck her cock before she left,” Pinkie bemoaned, Rainbow sputtering and then laughing.

“Pinkie Pie, you’re so weird!” Rainbow said with a big smile, clapping Pinkie’s arm.

“Am I?” Pinkie giggled and sat up on the nearby big ol’ table. “You never thought about Gilda that way?”

“Well of course I have,” Rainbow laughed awkwardly and blushed, and she looked cute as can be. “We’re girlfriends, and she’s definitely made me suck her off before.”

“Then you know it’s not that weird for me to wanna get in on that,” Pinkie grinned slyly, and Rainbow cackled again.

“Fair enough!” she said with a cute smile, and then it dissipated, or rather it softened into a much more reserved smile. “Thank you, by the way. If it wasn’t for your magic, me and Gilda would’ve been goners in that fight for sure.”

“Always happy to help!” Pinkie chirped, a canned line she had said hundreds if not thousands of times before. But this time? This time it felt really nice to say.

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