The Ponyville Express began to slow down from its current high speed, the smoke trail from the exhaust pipe beginning to die down, as its designated stop for the night came into view. The small town of Ponyville had already settled down for the night, the only signs of life being the softly flickering candlelight in a few houses, and the occasional trotting pony looking up into the star dotted heavens.

Twilight was currently running a hoof through Spike's soft spines, the latter sleeping peacefully as he snuggled up into his marefriend's chest. The lavender unicorn noticed that the train had begun to descend in its speed, and with a touch of her magic pull away the small blinds on the window to allow her to confirm that they were, in fact, arriving at Ponyville. With a soft smile she leaned her muzzle down a little bit so that she could whisper into her draconic assistant's ear.

"Spikey, wake up now, we're here."

Spike obviously didn't acknowledge Twilight's voice asking him to wake up, instead, he proceeded to wrap his arms around her neck and pulling her into a sleepy hug, nuzzling the fur on her chest with his snout as he mumbled out something vaguely representing the lavender mare's name. For Twilight, having Spike do that to her was making it increasingly difficult to accept the idea of getting out of bed herself, but she had to or they would just go and kick them out anyway. She spoke again in a slightly louder voice, but still soft, and added a small nudge into the mix with her hoof.

"Spike, we're at Ponyville already, wake up."

"Whuh...Twilight are we at Ponyv-", began Spike while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, only to be interrupted by his own yawn, "sorry, uhm, so we're at Ponyville already?"

Twilight pecked the little dragon softly on the lips, snapping him away from his sleepiness, before she answered his question with a small nod.

"Yes, the train should stop any minute now, so don't forget to pick up any of your stuff before we leave."

Spike gave a little salute with his right claw before activating the teleportation gem again, landing on a spot next to the table where his diary currently rested.

Twilight had, through refined willpower that only Spike or her mentor could ever hope to break, stopped herself from reading the drake's dairy while he was asleep, finding it very intrusive and disrespectful to her little dragonfriend. Spike grabbed the private book in his claws and walked back over to Twilight, snuggling back into his original position except that he now hugged the diary to his chest.

'I wonder what he's keeping in there, maybe I should have looked in the-'

'No, that's Spike's book, he's never opened it around me or anypony else so it must be private.'

'Private? For Celestia's sake your both dating, nothing is private to either of you.'

'No means no, I'm not looking in there until he tells me I can.'

With her resolve steeled, Twilight took a moment to enjoy the warmth that mingled in between herself and Spike, feeling the inhales and exhales of her little dragonfriend. The moment lasted a couple of minutes before it was interrupted by a the chiming of the train's whistle, signaling that it had reached a full stop.

The couple reluctantly got up from their resting spot and began to walk out of the train along with another few ponies that had taken the same transportation as they had. Spike looked around the town, as if expecting something to pop out from one of the alleyways, which was highly probable due to the record the town had running for weird antics, but nothing really seemed out of place except for a black pony that had gotten of the train wearing an insane asylum jumpsuit, even that wasn't really shocking compared to what could have happened while they were gone.

Twilight walked towards her tree house, a feeling of slight nostalgia and warmth upon remembering all the memories that had been made in that house, their house. She looked over to her left to look at her dragonfriend, whom was currently kicking around a small pebble with his forked tongue sticking out a little in concentration, and pleasant thoughts began to form in her head, much like her time in Canterlot.

'I really am lucky to have someone as sweet and caring as Spike by my side, now even more than ever. He has always been there for me, filling up a hole of loneliness that I didn't know I had, and I'll never leave his side, just like he never left mine.'

Twilight enjoyed her thoughts, they gave her a sense of tranquility at knowing that she would never truly be alone in her life, knowing that there would always be someone there to comfort her, all of the things she could ever want from someone being compressed into one little dragon.

The pair reached their residence with smiles blessing their faces, happy at all that had been spoken the past days and for what would be spoken for the rest of their days. Their expressions turned into ones of surprise as the door slammed shut right after they entered the tree house, sending them into the darkness. The lack of light was quickly banished as a pony that wasn't supposed to be in their house lit a few candles on the wall, and quickly began to make its way over to the direction in which the surprised mare and dragon were, a sharpened blade held in its forehooves as it balanced itself on its hind legs.

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"I swear, these damn motels aren't worth the bits I pay for them."

Glamour Shot paced around the shabby room of the Golden Sun Motel, the name being entirely misleading in the quality of the rooms they provided. Her temporary residence was a square, white, and red floored room with nothing but a double-bed, a slightly cracked vanity mirror, a dresser, and a bathroom to fill it in. The reason she decided to stay there at all was because of the view she had over Ponyville, the library being the target of her predatory nature.

"Oh well, it'll be worth it to watch that slithery freak's and his slut of a care-taker's lives take a turn for the worst. Hahaha, yeah, now where the hell is that fat brown pony of a director, he was supposed to take the last train just like those two."

As she looked out of her window she spotted a huffing earth-pony running through the empty streets of the little town, his brown sides bulging out at the heavy intakes of breath he was taking. The aforementioned stallion made his way towards the receptionist's desk and asked if somepony named 'Glamour Shot' was staying there. The cashier just nodded and pointed towards the door that belonged to the mare in question. Press almost tore down the door with the panic he had to get inside, and the sight within the room did nothing to alleviate his fears. Not. One. Bit.

The bald mare, donning a blue nightgown, stared at the pony director with a death glare that almost caused his heart to stop, her golden eyes burning into his soul as soon as he locked his with them, and he wasn't able to look away, even as the devilish mare began to speak in a cold voice laced with anger.

"Press, could you please tell me...why your fat flank wasn't here on time!"

Press shuddered at her shouting, even he wasn't sure why he feared her, she just had a way of intimidating him, and the blackmail threats weren't exactly making the situation any easier.

"L-listen I can explain! I thought I had seen that idiot who messed up the newspapers by the train station and I followed him around a bit until I chased him into an alleyway and then he just disappeared!" Press' voice was pleading for understanding, he would get none.

"What do you think I am Press, stupid? I know that he was locked away in Canterlot's insane asylum, nopony ever gets out from there."

"B-but, but I swear I sa-"

"SHUT UP PRESS! I don't care if he was there or not, I could have needed you to follow the two targets around in case they went somewhere other than the library!"

The cashier poked his head through the door, trying to stop all the commotion that was going on, "Hey, keep it down..or...I'll.."

The bald mare had broken eye contact with Press and instead focused all of her burning gaze at the juvenile pony that had interrupted her berating, causing his words to die away as his blood began to freeze up, metaphorically of course. Glamour Shoot then slammed the door on the cashier's face, earning a muffled groan of pain from the other side of the entrance, then, she turned her gaze back to Press.

"Now, Press, I don't want my plans to go sour because of you bucking stuff up, don't let it happen again. Okay?"

Her question came out more as a command than actually expecting an answer, yet she earned a furious nod from the, rather large, stallion.

"Good, now you settle down on the floor, I need you up at dawn in order to catch sight of those two."

Glamour Shot completely ignored the pout Press gave after she said he had to sleep on the floor, not caring for anyone else but herself as she turned off the lantern on the dresser and tossed herself onto the bed, laying in a position that took up all the space.

'Hehehe, I'm going to enjoy watching those two crumble.'

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"Yeah, I know, but you were really creepy when we got here." said Spike before returning to furiously munch away at his slice of cake.

"I wasn't creepy, silly, I was Pinkie." Pinkie said in a matter-of-fact way, a pile of dishes that all once held pastries on them to her right.

"We know, Pinkie, but you really scared us when you came running our way with that thing." stated Twilight while gesturing to a rather large knife, currently coated in icing, before getting a forkful of her slice of vanilla cake, "By the way, how come none of the other girls came to this 'Welcome home from Canterlot party'? It is pretty late, but they're usually still up for one of your box socials."

"Wwweeelll, I was going to invite Applejack, but Granny Smith took her home after she got a meanie-face, I couldn't find Rainbow Dash in her usual sleeping spots, Rarity had passed out and Ditzy is taking care of her, and Fluttershy just squeaked whenever I knocked on her door." Pinkie listed off the reasons for why none of the rest of the group joined them at the party, a slight frown on her face at her other friends not being there, it was a frown that was completely obliterated when she remembered about what she and Applejack had received.

"Now, Twilight, it's my turn to ask you a teeny question, okay?"

Twilight just showed her approval at the question that had yet to be asked with a nod as she took in another forkful of cake.

"Did anything, interesting, happen at Canterlot?" Pinkie added a set of waggling eyebrows to her question, causing the dragon and librarian to begin choking on the food that was going down their throats.

"W-what do you mean Pinkie?" asked Twilight, knowing full well what Pinkie meant, meanwhile Spike just gawked at her.

"You know, the stuff from the photos." said Pinkie with a sly grin.

"What photos?" Spike voiced both his and Twilight's thoughts upon hearing the interesting piece of information that they held no clue about.

Pinkie just deadpanned and shook her head a little as she headed over to a cupboard in the kitchen and pulled out the roll of newspaper that she had received earlier that day.Twilight simply stared at the pink mare as she pulled out the article from its hiding spot.

'Why was her newspaper in my cupboard?'

"This newspaper, sillies, didn't you know about these?"

Pinkie pointed at each of the embarrassing photographs that had been taken, all of them depicting Twilight and Spike in their first act of intimacy, causing the depicted couple's cheeks to almost melt off of their crimson faces.

"Who took these?" said a flustered Twilight, taking the newspaper into her telekinetic grasp, floating it closer to look for the photographer's credit, with Spike reading the article along with her.

"What, don't you like how you came out? I personally thought the pictures weren't that bad."

Twilight and Spike both froze at Pinkie's statement once they processed what she had said, putting down the newspaper to just stare at the pink mare with slightly agape jaws, with Spike regaining his speaking abilities before the lavender mare.

"You don't mind that this is kinda out of the blue, or even that I'm a dragon and Twilight's a pony?"

"What's the problem with you being a dragon and Twilight being a pony? My mommy always told me stories of her wild party days when I still lived with her, and they were freaky, but the good freaky, not the icky freaky. One thing she never told me about though was a dragon and a pony being in a relationship. You guys must be even wilder than she was!"

Pinkie began to bounce around the bewildered couple, oblivious to the seriousness of the situation she found herself involved in.

"Pinkie," began Twilight, barely able to speak from embarrassment, "I'm happy that you're okay with this, but could you please keep this a secret."

Pinkie stopped her bouncing as she turned dead serious, reciting the Pinkie Promise ritual with her hooves, "I Pinkie Promise not to tell anyone, in any way, about your relationship Twilight."

"Thanks Pinkie, I knew I could trust you." Twilight smiled at Pinkies cooperation with the situation, happy that she could keep it quiet for now since she saw that the newspaper was from Canterlot and wouldn't reach Ponyville until a week or so. Pinkie began to make her way to the door with Twilight and Spike following closely behind, but she stopped and wheeled around in a span of a second, startling the odd couple.

"Oh, yeah, I almost forgot that Applejack had gotten one of those smoochy newspapers too, so you might want to talk to her too."

Twilight thanked Pinkie for the extra information and began to walk with her to the entrance of the library, but, like before, Pinkie spun around wearing a smile that just screamed 'I REMEMBERED SOMETHING' without having her say a word.

"Ooo, wait a minute, have you two you know..." Pinkie ended her question by clopping both of her hooves together three times, causing Twilight's already furious blush to intensify, but Spike didn't exactly catch on until he noticed Twilight's face and he did very much the same thing.

"N-no, Pinkie, we haven't." Twilight felt like she was going to pass out from all the blood in her face.

'Yet.'

'Oh come on, not now brain, this isn't the time or the place for that.'

'Yes it is, Twilight, you're in your own house with your dragonfriend and Pinkie is about to leave, and judging from the blush on Spike's face he has been thinking of that as well.'

'Well, you've got a point, the conditions are ri- WAIT I'm busy talking here, just go away.'

'You don't want to talk, you want to pick Spike up an-'

'NOT. NOW.'

"Ha, then that means I'm still the wildest one here. Because, this one time, it was super cold and Gummy was looking for someplace warm since his blankets didn't protect him from the chilly weather, so he crawled onto my bed and then moved in between my legs to get warm and the-" Pinkie's perverse tale was cut short as Twilight zipped her mouth shut and began to levitate her towards the door.

"T-that's nice Pinkie, but Spike and I really should get to bed right now, you can tell me about your story later, bye." Twilight was struggling to keep her mind focused on her magic as her mind conjured up images that were really drawing her attention.

"Okie-dokie-lokie, I'll see you guys tomorrow, goodnight!" Pinkie yelled back as she bounced away towards her house, leaving behind two incredible blushes and one unicorn that was beginning to lose her grip on her self-control.

Twilight looked back at Spike, closing the front door, and she couldn't help but feel her willpower melt away at how cute he looked with the blush overtaking his face as he looked down at the floor, fighting an internal battle much like Twilight's. The mare lost all control at that moment, and a switch flipped inside of her that made her begin to follow her instincts rather than what she knew.

"So, Spikey, we are pretty dirty from the day we've had, how about we go take a bath?" asked Twilight in a tone of voice she didn't know she had, causing Spike to inexplicably shudder.

"Sure T-Twilight, do you wanna go first or..do...I?" Spike's speaking volume lowered as he noticed a sharpened look in Twilight's eyes, one that was causing feelings he hadn't felt before to run through him. In a second, Twilight picked Spike up in her telekinetic hold and floated him onto her back.

"I think the bath would be a little more...enjoyable, if we both took it at the same time, no?" Twilight's instinctual gaze was causing the little dragon's mind to race at speeds unknown to him, leaving behind only a jumbled mess of thoughts. Spike tried to utter a 'yes' put only got a jumbled mess of sputters and stutters.

"Hmmm, I'll take that as a yes, Spikey," Began Twilight as she started to trot towards their bathroom, an enticing smile on her face as she spoke once again before heading into the bathroom and closing the door,