Pinkie Pie had been sent back to the Lightning Knights’ headquarters under the cover of darkness, and she slept through the wagon ride, so by the time morning came the poppet was spry as a spry thing. Where did the term spry come from? Is that shorthand? Whatever etymylogololy is weird and dumb.

Anyhoo, Lightning Dust was sound in bed when the lights came on over the Second Circle. She tended to be a heavy sleeper, so making sure she was up and at ‘em come the dawn was one of Pinkie’s responsibilities as Lightning’s pet.

It required a gentle touch, that only Pinkie Pie could deliver.

“WAKE UP GOON!” Pinkie screamed as she kicked Lightning Dust right out of her bed and onto the stone floor below, the woman hitting the ground with a hilarious thud.

A teal-furred clawed hand rose up onto the bed; semi-translucent as electricity could be seen sparking and flashing within it. Lightning Dust’s snarling maw came up right after it; the fury had the face of a wolf and the wings of a bat, and she was covered in rough, unkempt feathers except for the fur on her face. Her black-sclerae eyes tore into Pinkie’s body like knives as blood dripped from pockets of tearing flesh across twisted fangs.

Even by the standards of the Underworld, Lightning Dust was a monster, and she looked the part.

So Pinkie threw a pillow at her.

“Let’s go, nerd!” Pinkie laughed. Her laughter charged the magic of creatures around her, so it was music to Lightning’s ears, but it was never enough for her. “We got stuff to—”

Lightning appeared behind Pinkie in a flash, and tore Pinkie’s dress from her body, putting her clawed fingers on Pinkie’s stomach as Pinkie bit her lip and braced herself… for Lightning tickling her tummy.

Her fingers ran across Pinkie’s belly like really tickly things and Pinkie couldn’t help but laugh and laugh, and Lightning kept tickling her— her tummy, her hooves, her armpits, anywhere that hadn't been completely exhausted— until Pinkie was gasping and wheezing for breath, her body collapsed and bright red on the floor, and Lightning surging and overflowing with magic power.

As Pinkie gasped and tried to crawl her way to the bed and lift herself up, Lightning Dust dragged her by the hooves back down to the ground, kneeling next to her and grabbing her by her mane, lifting her head up and licking her lips.

“I like this,” she whispered. “You look really pathetic, it suits you.”

Pinkie smiled and bit her lip. She hated to admit it, but she kinda liked being bullied.

Lightning picked Pinkie up and carried her in her arms, Pinkie putting her arms around Lightning for balance as Lightning wandered the camp carrying Pinkie’s naked body around for all the other soldiers to see, as was their morning routine. Pinkie would be lying if she said she didn’t get a little bit of a kick out of it.

Pinkie Pie’s body was full to bursting with magical energy; she was an anomaly in the magic-starved realm of the Underworld, and that’s why her laughter was so powerful, because she had so much magic inside her to share with others.

Some monsters though, wanted to tear that magic right out of her body with their claws and fangs.

All the other knights looked on lustfully at Pinkie’s body, like a swarm of desperate predators drooling over a tantalizing meal, but Lightning was the only one who was allowed to touch her, and that exclusivity made Lightning so much more powerful, and made Pinkie feel so much more desirable.

Eventually, they made the rounds around the entire camp, Lightning showing off her superiority to her soldiers through her trophy wife until she was satisfied, and they returned to their main headquarters; an enormous four-story building covered in moss, built into the side of a hill and overlooking the entire encampment.

Lightning flew up to the balcony on the third floor.

“Alright listen up, candy ass,” Lightning slung Pinkie over her shoulder and smacked her ass, Pinkie biting her lip and trying not to drool, “a little bird told me about something. Something really important.”

“What’s that?” Pinkie asked innocently.

Lightning threw Pinkie onto the ground on her hooves, pinning her against the railing that was falling apart along the edge of the balcony, claws around Pinkie’s throat. Pinkie tried to act like the sweat dripping down her brow was from fear for Lightning’s sake, but the truth was she knew Lightning like the back of her hand and knew just what buttons to press to get what she wanted.

“You wait for me to talk,” Lightning dragged her claw across the side of Pinkie’s neck and underneath her chin, “you understand?”

Pinkie nodded, putting on a scared face to mask her eager smile.

“Thing is,” Lightning explained, “one of our spies in the Family of Whispers has caught wind of a pony soul showing up on the Second Circle. We’re going to capture it— no, I’m going to capture it. With that soul in my possession, I won’t have to answer to anyone, and I won’t need to rely on your flimsy, weak magic.”

A pony soul? That was news to Pinkie’s ears. Very intriguing news at that. Funny that Lightning said she wouldn’t need to rely on Pinkie anymore if she had that soul, cuz Pinkie was thinking the same exact thing in reverse.

Granted, Pinkie didn’t doubt Lightning’s claims of dropping Pinkie like a stone if she had that soul. No, that’s not quite right; Lightning wouldn’t drop her, but the delicate balance of power where the two needed each other to survive would be thrown completely outta whack, and Pinkie wouldn’t be left with any control of Lightning anymore.

That wouldn’t be good. Pinkie would need to get her hands on that soul herself, or get it into the hands of someone a little easier and less bloodthirsty than Lightning Dust, but still someone strong enough to actually use the soul to her advantage.

And Pinkie had an idea that she knew the perfect person.

“So what’s your plan, Lightning Dust?” Pinkie asked, batting her eyelashes and looking as wide-eyed and fascinated by Lightning’s strength as she could.

“We’re gonna run a full-on campaign against the Family of Whispers,” Lightning grinned, clenching her fist, “just tearing through every village we see on the way. The Family’s gonna think it’s just to pressure them, but what they don’t know is that I’m gonna be going after that soul in the meantime.”

“Ah, so you and me are gonna sneak away from—”

“Don’t be dense,” Lightning scoffed, and Pinkie grinned internally. “If I take you, one of our side’s best war assets, on some secret mission, it’ll be obvious something’s up.”

Of course Pinkie already knew that, but she needed to make sure Lightning thought it was her own idea to send Pinkie back to Rainbow Dash.

“Of course,” Lightning looked at Pinkie with a sinister gleam in her eye, “you already knew that, right?”

“Eh?” Pinkie blanched, genuinely confused.

Lightning Dust dug her claws into Pinkie’s shoulders, eliciting a gasp as Lightning pressed her body against Pinkie’s and bent Pinkie over the crumbling railing, Pinkie eyeing the ground far, far below them.

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to,” Lightning chuckled and scritched her claw against Pinkie’s cheek, tearing a little bit of stuffing out of the poppet’s body, fluff and leaves and blood, while the fury’s hands crackled with electricity from within, “this little innocence act you put on to get me to do what you want.”

“I don’t— I dunno what you mean,” Pinkie said worriedly; she had no clue that Lightning was onto her.

“I gotta tell ya,” Lightning whispered, her lips inches from Pinkie’s ears as her body was pressed further into the railing, which started to creak and bend under her weight, “it’s pretty hot.”

“Wait wuh—”

Lightning flew into the air and picked Pinkie up, cradling her in her arms and laughing.

“The way you think you can manipulate me? It’s cute,” Lightning grinned. “And that confidence of yours is pretty sexy too.”

“Uh, thanks I think,” Pinkie laughed awkwardly.

“But don’t think for a second,” Lightning growled, “that you’re gonna get your hands on that soul, cuz it’s mine.”

Pinkie considered for half a sec; she could keep trying to play innocent, play the same game she always had with Lightning, or—

“And what’re you gonna do to stop me?” Pinkie said with a mischievous smile.

—or she could take a risk.

“Oh, I dunno,” Lightning shrugged. “Maybe something like this.”

Lightning dropped Pinkie out of the air, letting her plummet three stories to the solid earth below. As it turns out, there was a good reason why people were afraid of taking risks!

Pinkie’s mind was running a mile a minute, which also felt like the speed she was falling at and that mental connection was not doing her any favors!

She couldn’t just let it end like this but she didn’t know what to do so she just shut her eyes cuz oh no here comes that panic—

Suddenly, her momentum stopped. She opened her eyes, and she was inches from the ground; in fact, her fluffy pink hair was pooling on the earth underneath her, but her body was unharmed. There was a clawed hand around her leg, keeping her from hitting the ground.

“Just as an example,” Lightning Dust said, dropping Pinkie’s leg and letting her hit the ground with a painful but thankfully nonlethal thud.

“Okay, so,” Pinkie said between gasps, her heart and breath still catching up to the fact that she was alive, and surrounded as she was by the preying eyes of the Lightning Knights, without Lightning’s arms around her to protect her, she realized just how vulnerable she was, and how that was Lightning’s message more than the fall was. “What are you gonna do with me?”

“Obviously, you’re going onto the front lines,” Lightning said, slapping the back of her hand against her palm. “I got the reports of yesterday’s battle back before I hit the hay last night, and it sounds like we did awesome. So whatever unit that was, you’re going back to them.”

YES.

“Oh, I see,” Pinkie nodded, trying to make it look like she was still disoriented by the fall, which to be fair she kinda was.

“Yeah, don’t get too excited,” Lightning Dust crossed her arms and touched the ground, before grabbing Pinkie by her mane and yanking her up to her hooves, then smushing her cheeks and grinning thirstily as she looked into Pinkie’s eyes. “At the end of the day, you’re mine. And I’ll kill that whole unit once I get that soul if that’s what I have to do to drill that into your head.”

“Lightning, you don’t have to worry about me,” Pinkie said sympathetically, doing a little pout and putting her hands over Lightning’s, “I won’t abandon you.”

Lightning clicked her tongue and shoved Pinkie away. Lightning tried to walk away, but she only got a few steps before the snarling and drooling of the Lightning Knights made her ears twitch. She glared at them, and Pinkie smiled as they all put their heads down and returned to their business, Lightning grabbing Pinkie by her hair and dragging her back to the mansion on the hill.

“I really don’t need all this sass from you, y’know,” Lightning sighed as she looked out over the balcony.

“I’m not sassing you on purpose,” Pinkie shrugged and stood next to her. “I guess I just have a sassy personality.”

“I’m only doing all this shit to protect you, obviously,” Lightning said harshly.

“Obviously,” Pinkie playfully rolled her eyes.

“I’m serious,” Lightning said sternly.

“I know,” Pinkie turned off the playful.

“Ehhhh, whatever,” Lightning groaned, stretching her arms over her head. If nothing else, her toned and muscular body was easy on the eyes for sure. “We got a war to win, so I guess let’s get to it.”

“Yes ma’am!” Pinkie grinned and gave a playful salute with a wink.

“But first,” Lightning licked her lips and grabbed Pinkie’s ass, making Pinkie jump with a little yelp, “how about I help myself to some Pie?”

“I’m all yours,” Pinkie said breathlessly. She was gonna savor this moment with Lightning Dust. Cuz there was a lot to like about Lightning Dust, not the least of which was the way she knocked the coins out of Pinkie’s asshole, and after Pinkie got her hands on that soul, there wasn’t going to be another moment like this.

whenever i have to describe one of the monsters, i wonder if i should be super descriptive or more vague, but generally i think less is more so,, hopefully y'all still get a good idea in ur heads of what these characters are supposed to be about

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