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Double Dip stared out the window, watching the buildings they were passing up. She thought carefully before she answered, she wasn't about to tell the truth. "Just hoping Cream Pie will wake up soon. The doctors have been saying 'any day now' for almost a week."

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"So what's on your mind?" Constance wasn't sure she wanted to hear the answer.

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Double Dip stepped into the carriage, she cleared her throat and stared at her hooves, unsure of what to say to make this situation less awkward. 

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The two made their way down the elevator, Constance was uncomfortable but forced herself to stay possitive. She hastily made her way off the elevator as soon as it opened, pushing through the lobby doors. Standing at the street corner, she flagged down a carriage with a hoof before climbing in.

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Double Dip shrugged again, her face conveying no expression. "Alright then. I could hoof it though." She knew that she was lying, her hoof hurt so bad she probably wouldn't be able to make it to the corner but she had to keep her guard up. 

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"That's no problem, I don't feel like walking either." That wasn't true, but Constance wanted to keep double dip as comfortable and happy as possible.

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Double Dip shrugged. "It's your choice. I don't have any bits." 

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"We can take a carriage if your leg is bothering you." She offered.

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Double Dip nodded and stood up from her chair, popping the last bit of celery in her mouth as she went. She walked with a slight limp still, keeping the weight off her bruised hoof and her pace was slower than usual. "This will be a fun walk..." 

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"That's right, we just... well we were never very close, and we just bonded too quickly, and it got out of control. We got too close too fast." Constance gave Double Dip a kiss on the nose and stood up, heading towards the door.

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Double Dip turned her head away, her bottom lip sticking out slightly. She just knew that Constance was trying to keep her out of trouble but she trusted her regardless. After a moment she sighed and looked back at the older mare, forcing the most sincere smile she could manage. "Don't worry about it. It was no big deal."

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"If you don't hate me now, you likely will in the future. I hate to think that my stupid behavior would ruin a friendship I've worked so hard to strengthen." Constance placed a hoof on Double Dip's and looked down at her with a subtle smile.

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Double dip shot her a sideways glance while she chewed, taking her time to avoid having to answer her. Finally she swallowed and turned to face Constance. "What makes you think I would hate you?"

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She glanced over with a glare before finishing the task at hoof. "Hurry and eat so we can head out." Constance slid a plate across the table, annoyed by the sharp edged tone in Double Dip's voice.

Taking a second to cool her temper, she leveled her mind and realized what she needed to do. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to be angry. Its just that I hope you don't hate me for what I let happen, because I care about you a lot and i'd hate to hurt you.

Double Dip rolled her eyes <i> Yeah, it sure seemed like you love her when you had your muzzle buried between <b> my </b> thighs </i>

"Yeah I guess you're right." She shifted oddly in her chair, taking the weight off of her scraped leg. "You almost done over there?"

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Constance stopped cutting the stalks half way through, holding a knife still with her magic. "Look, we both messed up and I know I'm supposed to be some great pony or something, but I'm not. I love your sister and so do you. It'll be better for all of us if we just swallow what happened and never bring it up again."

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Stifling another yawn Double Dip trotted into the kitchen and plopped down on a chair. "Yeah, that's cool. We should be getting to the hospital soon." she glanced over at Constance to see how she would react.  

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"I hope you like celery stalks, because that's all I have at the moment." Constance looked through her refrigerator with an awkward frown.

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Double Dip realized what she must be doing and returned her cheerful greeting, adding on a "What's for breakfast?" before climbing off of the couch and folding the blanket neatly up behind her.  

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With a long yawn and stretch, Constance woke up bright and early as she always did. Trotting into the front room, she realized Double Dip was already wide awake. She chose to greet her with a cheerful "good morning!" As if nothing unusual had happened the previous night.

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Double Dip awoke early the next morning, shooting a disdainful look at the curtain-less window that woke her. She stretched out her legs and yawned, sitting up and looking around she remembered what she did that night. A light blush covered her face and it felt as if a large rock was resting in her stomach. She just knew her sister was going to find out one day, and she would have to pay for betraying her. 

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As soon as Constance was sure her friend was sleeping, she stood up and grabbed a spare blanket before covering the snoozing mare. She then decided to get some sleep herself.

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Double Dip let out a quite snore, the thoughts in her sleeping mind clearly more peaceful than the ones troubling the other mare.

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Constance pulled her friend's head tightly against her chest, gently stroking her mane and taking comfort in further comforting the young mare she's grown to know so well. A pang of regret struck her as she realized what the ramifications to her actions might be. She couldn't help but wonder if she'd be forced to face consequences once again.

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Double Dips sides heaved as her efforts to calm her breathing failed. She shivered a bit and rested her head on Constance's chest, her eyes flittering shut as she lost herself to the drowsy effects of euphoria.

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Constance lost herself as she pleasured the young mare beneath her. She followed a familiar routine and soon detected the signs of a mare having an orgasm. After a moment to allow Double Dip to recompose herself, what just happened began to sink in.

Constance gulped and wiped her mouth before crawling up next to her friend and hugging onto her still trembling body. She closed her eyes and reveled in the warmth her young friend had to offer.

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Muffled moans manageed to find their way through Double Dip's teeth, which were firmly pressed into her uninjured hoof. Her eyes had rolled up into the back of her head and she bucked her hips against the older mates muzzle.

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With another deep breath, Constance stuck her tongue out and once again enjoyed the taste of an underage mare. A small part of her was aware of how wrong what she was doing really was, but her ability to act on impulse overwhelmed any little bit of good judgement she may have had.

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Double dip let out a soft whimper and bit her bottom lip, growing impatient for what was coming next.

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Constance felt the motion and immediately knew what the mare wanted. Happy to oblige, she slowly kissed down her chest and made her way between the young mare's widely spread legs.  With a deep inhale, she let her hot breath slowly brush across Double Dip's sensitive virgin lips.

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A light mewling sound came from her throat when she felt Constance's hoof between her thighs, and she bucked her hips into it, silently asking her to go on.

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As she lost herself in the heat of the moment, Constance began kissing her young friend's cheeks and made her way to the ear, lightly nibbling on it. She felt Double Dip press up harder, clearly she was enjoying the sensation. Feeling more motivated to continue than ever, Constance moved down to her neck and began lightly nipping and sucking, allowing a hoof to run down the little mare's stomach.

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Double dip almost felt like she was melting in the older mare's arms. She pressed her body tightly against Constances and briefly wondered how far the other mare was going to take this.

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Constance couldn't help but smile at how adorable this little mare really was. She placed a hoof on her cheek and leaned forward once again. "Shh, just relax and don't think so much. You're doing fine." She closed her eyes and reconnected with another passionate kiss.

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Double dip shook her head. "I'm just...not sure what I'm doing." She hated admitting that at a moment like this but she couldn't lie to her, not now.

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Constance opened her eyes and caught her breath, "Is something wrong?" She asked, feeling concerned by her partner's reaction.

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Double Dip attempted to move her tongue in rhythm with Constance's but inexperience made her sloppy and awkward. She pulled back slightly, suddenly aware of how lame she must seem.

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Constance allowed her tongue to slip into the mouth of the mare beneath her. She felt a blissful sensation pulse through her entire body starting from a painful pit in her stomach. She pressed forward and parted her lips a bit more, enjoying this kiss for everything it was worth.

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Double Dip's body stiffened and she instinctively pressed her body closer to the older mares, grinding her hips into Constance's. She let a soft sigh escape her lips as she parted them the way her partner had done.

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"Hmhm," She giggled again, "Somehow I thought so."

As she lifted Double Dip's lower body into the hug, she realized that this mare was still quite a bit smaller than Cream Pie, but something about that fact excited her. She cringed at the thought that she was in fact, a fillyfiddler, but didn't let that stop her from playing out her current intentions. She felt her friend's limbs slowly wrapping around her back. Then she decided to press further, she lifted her head util she was face to face with the young mare beneath her, and she pressed her lips into her's, interlocking them and slowly parting them.

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Double Dip felt her breath catch in her throat and she tripped over her words. "Well, I uh, y-you see it's... Y-yes."

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Constance giggled and positioned her hooves beneath Double Dip, lifting her into a hug. She leaned up and brushed her muzzle along her ear, allowing a warm breath sensually fill the sensitive area before whispering, "Was it me?"

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Double dip shivered and gulped. "I uhm, don't remember?" she was almost certain her cheeks couldn't possibly get any redder and she hoped this answer would suffice.

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This moment reminded Constance of her first time with Cream Pie, how uncharacteristically nervous she seemed about being with a mare for the first time. "Did you think about anypony specifically? Or..." Constance leaned in and brushed her muzzle across Double Dip's face.

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Double Dip's eyes grew wide and she stared at the mare in front of here, her mouth hanging slightly open. She knew she must look something like a cow on train tracks but she couldn't help herself. This mare was supposed to love her sister, then again everyone loved her sister, they always had. Relationships had always come easily to Cream Pie, she was intelligent, and charismatic, and beautiful. All traits that Double Dip never seemed to find in herself. Throughout her whole foal hood she had felt as out of place as a mule in Canterlot.

Maybe someone was finally not just seeing her as Cream Pies little sister.

She took a deep breath and attempted to gather her thoughts. "I-I guess I thought about once or twice but...." she felt her face grow hotter as she spoke and couldn't bring herself to utter another word.

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Constance gulped, certain thoughts running through her mind. Judgement never being one of her strong points, she began to contemplate whether or not she should press further. Her loneliness without Cream Pie was definitely something she wasn't used to, and sitting in front of her was a pony who greatly resembled her lover. She began to attempt to reason and rationalize her feelings, only coming to the same conclusion: They were being powered by sheer brain waves and animal instinct. She knows she loves Cream Pie, but the temptation of finding a suitable and temporary replacement was subconsciously becoming her greatest desire.

"Double Dip, have you ever imagined being with another mare before? Sheer curiosity. I know you were telling me something about not having much experience, well, I was thinking, maybe I could help you out with that, and it'd be our little secret." Constance spoke off the top of her head, cringing inside at her own words, but allowing her body to take control as she leaned in and placed a hoof on Double Dip's lower back, a sincere smile on her face conveying her need for comfort and companionship.

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The blush covering her cheeks grew heavier and she made a strange frowning face. She wasn't sure weither she should feel flattered or insulted. "Uh thanks, I guess?" She lowered her ears and looked off to the side, avoiding Constance's gaze.

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Constance couldn't help but notice the striking resemblance between Double Dip and Cream Pie. At first glance, you'd never guess they were sisters, but looking at that grin and the gleaming in her eyes, they were definitely very similar.

"I can see your sister through your expression, I won't lie, you're both very beautiful. When did you become a mare anyway? I remember when you were just a little blank flank running around screaming about spiders and candy or whatever."

Constance grinned and placed a hoof on her chin. "Yeah, you're definitely a different pony, but you'll always be a little filly to me."

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Double dip looked over at her, a wide grin sitting on her face. "You got that right."

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Constance placed a hoof on her forehead and coughed. "So I guess I can't tease you about being a filly anymore huh?"

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Double Dip nodded absent mindedly. "So I've been told." she glanced out the window, trying to hide the blush still on her face.

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Constance was stunned, she opened her eyes and let her hooves fall limp. "... No one ever hears about this, ever!" She leaned in and smiled. "I didn't know you had it in you, you've got some serious guts kiddo."

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Refusing to be made a fool of twice in one night Double dip took a deep breath and leaned in, giving Constance a soft peck on the lips before quickly retreating, her face practically glowing red.

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Constance fixed her glasses and huffed, feeling challenged. "I'm not embarrassed, I just don't want to become a repeat offender for fillyfiddling, but hay, you're a grown mare right? So I don't have to worry about that. Come kiss me then." Constance held her hooves wide open, grinning and with her eyes closed, knowing she'd further embarrassed the filly.

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Double Dip grinned and sat up, noting the deep red on her friends cheeks. "Who's the embarrassed one now?" she stuck her tongue out teasingly.

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Constance's eyes widened and she instantly backed up. "Oh, um... heh. Yeah, I just was. Never mind." She blushed and laughed, looked down at her friend.

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Double Dip blushed and squeezed her eyes shut. "I uh... I d-don't know. But uh, if you don't get off me I'll kiss you!"

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"Private huh? Well we're just a couple of grown mares, no need to be embarrassed." Constance raised her eyebrows and winked, doing her best to keep herself from laughing, although glad to have taken her friend's bad night off her mind.

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"Well uh... Th-that's private." She blushed and huffed, crossing her Abrams and looking away.

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"So what are you? Are you a full grown mare then? Do you do grown up stuff? What's your favorite thing to do?" Constance grinned, intentionally making her friend uncomfortable as she leaned over her and looked her in the eye.

"Well? Are you gonna tell me?" She licked her lips and smiled.

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Double Dip stuck her bottom lip out in a pout. "I am <I> not </I> a filly."

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Constance cringed, "Yeah, I met him... And I messed up. I don't want to talk about it, your little filly ears aren't ready for details." Constance stuck her tongue out and messed up Double Dip's mane.

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"You 'messed up'? That's pretty vague. What did you do? How did any pony find out?" She shifted in her seat.

"Eight years ago... That's when Cream pie was dating the stallion from the ice cream shop. Did you ever meet him? She said he went to school with you."

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"Its just something that happened a long time ago, right after I met your sister in college, nearly eight years ago now. I was being mentored under an important member of the Department of Research, who was also a professor at the Canterlot Institute for Gifted Unicorns. I had just graduated highschool and was still very naive. I was instructed to head the class and teach the students proper researching methods. One student stood out as being exceptionally smart, she caught my attention, and I messed up." Constance nervously shifted in her seat.

"I was expelled from the mentoring program and received a pending legal hearing, it only now finally caught up to me. I was lucky enough to re-enroll the following year and keep in contact with your sister."  

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"Yeah. I'm just glad there's not much in it."

Double dip glanced down at their hooves. "What is it then?"

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"I'm sorry I yelled at you. And there's no need to thank me, I should have never let you go out alone in the first place. I'm just glad you're okay, crime has been up since the recession. They probably wanted your saddlebag... you try to defend yourself didn't you. I'm sorry, I know it's rougher out here than a place like Ponyville." Constance placed a hoof on Double Dip's hoof, lightly stroking it.

"Oh... and about my, um, fillyfiddling... well it's not what you think, trust me."

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Once she had finished drying Double Dip sat on the couch and looked at her hooves. "Thanks for finding me."

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"Yes there are, here let me get them for you. They're in the upper cupboard, I usually pull them down with my magic." Constance trotted past her friend into the bathroom.

On her way she couldn't help but noticed that other than a scrape on her side and a bruised lower leg, she was completely fine. She placed the towel over Double Dip's back and rubbed her back down dry, then backing away, allowing her to finish drying herself the rest of the way.

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"Thanks." She limped into the bathroom and turned the tap on as hot as it would go, watching the water fill the tub. After a few minutes she turned the water off and lowered herself into the tub. Sighing into the water she stretched out her hoof to examine it. It was starting to feel better already thanks to the heat. She slowly sank down in the tub until her whole head was submerged.

Finally she climbed out of the tub, pulling the plug out of the drain as she went. She stepped out into the living room, her coat and mane dripping. "Hey Constance there are no towels in your bathroom."

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"Yeah, of course." Constance pointed her hoof towards the bathroom.

<i>Ugh, stupid filly, why'd you have to leave like that?!</i> She thought as she let herself listlessly fall over on the couch.

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"I'll be fine." The filly pulled herself up and gritted her teeth and closed one eye. "I just need to wash up. Can I use your tub?"

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Relooking the filly over, Constance realized her injuries weren't as bad as she had thought. She gently nudged Double Dip back onto the couch, where she joined her and lifted her hoof to closer inspect it. It didn't seem broken, but her lower leg was badly bruised.

"I'm really sorry, I... I don't know what to do."

She lowered her head and rested it on Double Dip's shoulder, trying her best to hold her tears back and appear strong. "I never meant for you to get hurt."

She leaned down and nuzzled the injured hoof with her nose, hoping to be at least a little soothing.

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Double dip sniffed, a few warm tears stinging the scrape on her cheek. "Don't worry about it." she tried to pull herself up into a sitting position and cringed when she put weight on her front right hoof.

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Constance realized the saddle bag was missing, she groaned and trotted up to the injured filly. Laying down next to her she wrapped a forearm around her and rested her tail over her body. "I'm so sorry Dip, I shouldn't have let you go out on your own."

She closed her eyes and rested her chin gently on her friend's head. "I'm so sorry."

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The battered filly shook her head slowly. "I don't wanna talk about it..."

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"Double Dip, what happened? Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Constance groaned and paced the room, wondering how to handle the situation.

"Talk to me, please." She couldn't help but blame herself for this, guilt weighing in heavily on her heart.

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Double Dip rolled onto her side, turning her back on Constance. She stared at one bruised hoof for a moment then dropped her eyes blankly to the ground.

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Constance waited patiently for a response.

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Double Dip blinked open her eyes and quickly squeezed them shut, trying to block out the light.

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After nearly an hour of searching, a friendly stallion pointed Constance towards a dark ally. She calmly approached it, cautiously approaching the darkness. As her eyes adjusted, she spotted a small filly curled up in a little ball, she was badly beaten and bleeding.

In a panic, Constance lifted her up and rushed her into the light, keeping a vigilant eye out for any potential attackers. She quickly rushed the injured filly home and woke her up, wondering exactly what happened.

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Double Dip trotted down a small alley, figuring it would be best to wait around there until it was brighter out.

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Constance wondered what she should do, she knew she couldn't let a young filly wander the nighttime streets of Manehatten alone. She grabbed her scarf and glasses before heading down stares. Knowing time was an issue, she opted to use the elevator despite her best judgement telling her telling her not to.

She rushed out the lobby doors and began her search. "Double Dip! Where are you?!"

Carriages and random ponies silently trotted through the streets and paid little attention to her. She began asking them one by one if they'd seen the described pony and which way she went.

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Double Dip walked angrily down the road. She had never been in this part of town before and had no idea where she was going, she just knew she couldn't go back to the apartment. She sighed and let her head hang low while she trotted along.

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"Fine! Good riddance!" Constance slammed the door closed behind the filly as she trotted out.

Tears filled her eyes as she pressed herself up against the wall, slowly sliding down. She placed her hooves over her eyes again and groaned, wondering what to do in this situation, and what Cream Pie would think once she found out.

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"i dont need anyone to take care of me! And I understand that you did something illegal, that's bad enough." She gave the door a hard yank. "I'm going home!"

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"What your sister and I have to discuss is none of your business! Now shut up and sit down before I lose my temper! The only reason your here is because I promised that if anything happened to her that I'd take care of your ungrateful little flank!" Constance groaned and placed her hooves over her eyes, setting her glasses down on the kitchen counter with a light aura of magic.

"You don't understand what happened anyway... who are you to judge..."

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Double Dip huffed and turned to face her. "So what if I did?! Don't you think my sister has a right to know you're a fillyfiddler?!"

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Constance stood stunned for a moment. She watched as Double Dip headed for the door, then quickly shook her head to clear her mind. She used her magic to hold the door shut.

"You little... you read my mail didn't you?!"

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Double dip couldn't stand being talked to like she was a foal, she glared at Constance with utmost loathing. "Is that so? I thought sex with young foals was a thing you enjoyed." she picked up her saddle bag and headed for the door.

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"Oh this?" She levitated the board game in front of herself for a moment and blushed. "It's nothing, just uh..." She tossed into her bedroom and shut the door.

"I didn't expect to have kids over, so I, well that's a game your sister and I play sometimes. Its meant for grown ups, not for young foals." Constance spoke with the most condescending of tones.

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Double Dip jumped up and tried to look at the game behind her back. "What's that?"

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Constance nodded and made her way over to her bookshelf where the assortment of games were kept. As she skimmed over the titles, she spotted something inappropriate. She jumped up and quickly levitated the adult board game behind her back and attempted to casually walk it into her room.  

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"Oh sure. I don't think I have any of those ones. I only have Cloperation and Guess Whooves." she blushed slightly at how foalish all of her games were.

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"Want to play a game? I have Horsopoly, Glue - the game of who done it, Scraddle, Pictioneighry, and even Battle Hooves."

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Double dip gulped down the last bits of her meal and carried her plate to the kitchen, placing it on top of Constance's. "I think its your turn to pick what we do now. "

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"You, 'got used to me'? Fair enough I suppose." Constance stood up and took her empty plate to the kitchen counter, flicking the back of Double Dip's head with her tail.

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Double Dip swallowed her mouthful of food and thought for a moment before speaking. "I suppose I used to when I was younger, I kept hoping that my sister would get bored with you or that you'd get bored with her. After I while I realized you werent going anywhere so I'd just have to get used to you." she shrugged and stuffed her mouth with more food.

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Constance grabbed a plate and prepared a quick meal, cooking was not her special talent by any means. As the two began to eat, she contemplated what to do next, nothing coming to mind. She glanced down at Double Dip and began to realize how much the little filly has changed since the day she met her. She couldn't help but wonder what kind of influence she's had on her life as she grew into the young mare she is today.

"Double Dip, do you ever... resent me for the things I did to you growing up? I know we've always had a bit of a bittersweet relationship at best. I just want to say I'm sorry."

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"I'm fine with anything really." Double Dip trotted after her, her own stomach grumbling quite loudly.

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"It just isn't my thing." Constance's stomach rumbled and she blushed.

"Oh, that's right, we still haven't eaten yet. Is there anything you'd like in particular?"

Constance patted her on the head before trotting into the kitchen.

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Double Dip jumped up and followed her out the door. "What? Why not?"

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"Ha, yeah-no. This won't leave the privacy of my home." Constance looked herself over again before walking back into the other room.

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TheSeanAndKat said the following:

Double dip tilted her head slightly to the side. "Really? You should do it more often, it suits you."

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"Uh... um, it looks... well. Heh..." Constance blushed and smiled. "I like it. I've just never had my mane done up before."

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Double dip started to brush the remaining tangles out of Constance's hair, stopping every now and then to smooth it down with her hoof. She twisted bits of it back and forth, adding rubber bands and bobby pins here and there. After what seemed like forever she sat back to admire her work. She gave an approving nod and hoofed a mirror to Constance. "What do you think?"

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Constance did as instructed.

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Double dip picked the brush up and motioned for Constance to sit up.

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Constance simply nodded, hoping to continue the night and bond at least a bit more.

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Double Dip shrugged. "I can if you want me to."

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"That's alright, I suppose I asked for it." Constance shook her head, allowing mane to fall back into it's natural semi-messy place.

"Would you like to try again?" Constance asked, closing her eyes and laying down next to Double Dip on the bed, facing the window and resting on one foreleg.

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Double stared up into the older mares purple eyes for a moment then looked quickly away. "Yeah I guess so." she looked at the discarded brush and noticed the strands of blue hair stuck in it. "Sorry about your hair."

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Constance wore an awkward frown, disappointed that the night was not going at all how she had hoped. "Come on now, don't sound so down on yourself. You seem nice enough to me, if you don't have friends its because the other foals have bad taste in friends."

She placed her hoof on Double Dip's chin and tilted it up. "Chin up kiddo, we're supposed to having a fun night together."

Looking into the young mare's deep brown eyes, she couldn't help but catch a glint of Cream Pie through them.

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Double Dip gave the hoof on her shoulder a disdainful look. "You're still way more experienced than me. My only friend is my sister, I can't get along with anyone at school and I've never had a colt friend or anything. I should have done way more by now so that I could have problems and mistakes to help better me but I don't. All I do is sit at home and try not to get in the way of my sisters relationship. "

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"I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything by it. Lets not let the night be ruined, we're both stressed and letting it get the better of our judgement." Constance sat down next to Double Dip and placed a hoof on her shoulder. "I might talk like I'm an experienced and mature adult, but I'll be honest with you, I often feel like I'm just foal trapped in this body. I don't react to things the way I should."

Constance pushed up her glasses and looked back towards the window. "I used to resent you, because I was jealous of the attention Cream Pie gave you, that's why I was always so mean to you when she wasn't around... It's very immature of me, but I couldn't control myself. Learning to overcome that with you was a new experience that I gained, allowing me to grow into a more complete mare. You've gained the same experience, learning to deal with my inappropriate actions. It's all part of learning and growing to become better ponies, something we should always strive to become."

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Double Dip climbed to her hooves and glared at Constance, an obvious hatred glowing in her eyes. "<i> A pony like me?! </I> What in the hoof is that supposed to mean?!"

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Using her magic, Constance grabbed the brush and tossed it on the bed before turning around and shoving Double Dip on her back. "I thought I told you to be gentle..."

She stood up and trotted over to the bedroom window. "And your life experiences will add up as you experience them, I wouldn't expect a pony like you to grasp such a concept anyway."

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Double Dip cocked one eyebrow and frowned. She jerked the brush roughly through a thick knot. "You're right I always forget that being inexperienced doesn't have to do with how young I am."

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"Your age shouldn't be the only thing inhibiting you. Its not much more than a number, plenty of full grown mares are far below you in maturity, and some younger are above you. The way we do things in this world isn't quite right if you as me... Just forget I said anything, my appointment is <i>grown up stuff</I>. Constance put on a condescending tone and rolled her eyes yet again.

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Double Dip shrugged. "Not really. Maybe it's cause I'm too young."

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Constance cringed and regretted having said anything. "Its just something that happened a long time ago that caught up to me. I'm hoping it's nothing, I'm sure it'll be nothing. I just... Well we all make mistakes, and sometimes the ramifications seem to outweigh the original fault. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

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Double Dip twisted a rubber band into her hair

And tried to sound as uninterested as possible. "Oh? What's the appointment for?"

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"I have an appointment to attend in a few days. I'm a little worried, but I'm sure it'll be fine." Constance twiddled her hooves and wondered if she should be mention this 'appointment' to her friend.

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Double Dp let out a silent sigh of relief and went back to brushing. "What about you?"

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Constance rolled her eyes, knowing she couldn't be seen. "Of course, of course." She muttered beneath her breath.

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Double dip stopped brushing for a moment. "On my mind? Uhm...Boys!" she laughed nervously.

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"Ouch." Constance flinched as the brush caught a knot in her mane. "So... what's on your mind?"

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Double dip stared wide eyed at the back of Constance's head and started running the brush through her mane. "Yeah I'll be gentle."

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"Alright, but be gentle, the last time I let somepony do this they were much too rough and hurt me. I suppose I'm bit overly sensitive at times." Constance shrugged and leaned back, waiting for her friend to begin.

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For a moment Double Dips words caught inner through before she finally managed to choke out. "Oh, I was just gonna play around and see what looks nice."

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Constance sat on the edge of her bed and let her hooves dangle over. "So what do you want to do to me exactly?" She asked, allowing her long mane to rest over one shoulder.

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Double dip wore a nervous grin and tried to look innocent "Oh yeah, bills. I get loads of those." She forced a small cough and followed Constance into her room.  

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Sure enough, Constance drearily trotted into the front room and answered the phone. She giggled and began twirling her scarf around as she paced around. "Yes yes, of course it is. Why would you even ask that? Listen, I'll be in tomorrow morning, I had a more pressing issue that kept me away today." Constance rolled her eyes and sat the phone down on the kitchen counter.

"Sorry, I swear, that department would fall apart if not for me."

Glancing down she spotted a stack of mail and began sorting through it. Suddenly she jerked back and forcefully shoved the pile into a drawer. "Ha! All junk mail and bills, ya know?" She nervously tapped the counter top and shifted her eyes.

"So... I'll be in my room so we can get this over with." She cleared her throat and trotted into the bedroom, hanging her scarf on a hat rack near the front door.

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Double Dip grinned. "Sure thing. I'm just gonna get a few things out of my saddle bag really quick." she glanced around to make sure she was wasn't being watched and began hoofing through the envelopes piled on the table, stopping on one that caught her eye. The return address read <I> Canterlot Court, 69269, Saddle Dr.

Canterlot, Equestria. </I>

Double Dip carefully opend the envelope and began skimming the contents within.

<I> Constance Donahooves,

Your attendance is required for a hearing this 6th day of Last Harvest to hear your defense against your Fillyfiddling charges. </I>

<b> Fillyfiddling. </b> Double Dip couldn't stop staring at the word.

She nearly jumped out of her coat when the phone rang behind her. She quickly stuffed the letter and envelope into her saddlebag and turned to look at the doorway she was sure Constance would walk through.

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"Hmph!" Constance huffed before trotting into the other room. "Fine, do as you will, but I'll decide what we do next, and I'll hear no objections."

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"Well... Yeah. It's just so...plain." Double Dip looked at Constance's mane as though it had insulted her. "No offense."

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"Are you implying that my mane <i>needs done?</i>" Constance asked with a disdainful glare.

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Double Dip quirked an eyebrow. "You don't want to have your mane done?"

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Constance stood up on her back hooves and cringed, placing her front ones defensively between her and and Double Dip. "Uh, perhaps you'd like to do something else?" She said with a sheepish grin, a hint of blush growing across her muzzle.

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Double dip looked her up and down with a thoughtful expression on her face. "You should let me do your mane."

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"Here we are," Constance opened the door and held it opened for her friend. "What should we do first?" She asked with a fillyish grin.

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"it's more stairs than I've got at my house." Double dip trotted behind her, looking at all of the doors lining the hall.

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"The seventh, it's not that many stairs considering there are twenty three stories in this building. Come on now, we have some bonding to do." Constance eagerly led the way.

She felt an unfamiliar sensation as she led the way to her door, as if she were a young filly again, inviting a new friend to her home.

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Double dip I came slowly trotting through the door, her sides heaving. "S-so many... Stairs. What floor do you even live on?"

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"It'll be fine, lets hurry." Constance began trotting up the stairs rather quickly, paying no mind to the filly falling behind.

Moment's later, she arrived at her floor and exited the stair well, holding the door and shouting down to the slowly climbing filly. "Come on now, we don't have all day."

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Double dip looked up the stairwell winding up above her. "That sure is a lot of stairs..." she let out a light sigh and began climbing.

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Constance walked through straight past the elevator doors and into the stairwell to begin the long walk up. "Are you coming?" She asked looking down at Double Dip, who was standing in the entrance to the dark stairwell.

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Double Dip looked around at the strange setting of the apartment lobby. She had never been in an apartment building before and she wondered how many ponies could live in a building this size.

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Constance looked up to the orange sky growing darker, deep shades of purple and blue becoming more prevalent. The endearing sentiment Double Dip's story had to offer put a gentle smile on her face. "You're a good kid, I can only imagine what it must be like to have a little sister, especially one that cared for me the way you care for your Cream Pie." Constance placed a hoof on her friend's mane, slightly messing with it.

Letting out a deep breath, she watched it get carried away on the breeze and realized it was getting a bit chilly. "Lets hurry home, I'd hate for you to catch a cold."

Picking up their pace, the two made it to the safety of the indoors rather quickly, taking comfort in the warmth of the apartment lobby.

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Double dip nodded in agreement and quicker her pace to keep up with the longer legged mare.

She glanced over at the other and quirked an eyebrow. "My special talent is making candy. I'm especially skilled with chocolate. I discovered the talent after my Grammy died, she and Cream pie had been very close so she took it really hard. She told me how much she wished Grammy was there with a warm hug and her famous triple chocolate truffles. I couldn't do anything about Grammy not being there but I worked for almost a week before I was able to replicate her recipe. I didn't even know I'd gotten my cutie mark until I bathed since I was so covered in chocolate and at that time I didn't even care about being a blank flank or not, I just wanted to make my sister happy."

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The two headed out the door and began walking down the long road towards Constance's home. "It's a nice evening tonight isn't it? Let's walk rather than take a carriage, maybe the fresh air will do our clouded minds some good."

Constance noted the unusual cutie mark her young friend possessed, "Double Dip, what does your cutie mark represent?" She asked, partially out of curiosity, partially hoping to learn more about the young mare.

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Double dip stared up at her, interested in the chance to find out more about her sisters lover. The mare had brought about such a strange change in her bsbff that Double dip just couldn't understand. She gave a small nod and put on a light smile. "I think I'd like that. Thanks Constance."

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Maybe she will, love. So where will you be staying tonight? You know you're welcome to come back to my apartment, but I understand if you... Well I know we don't always get along like the best of friends, but I..." Constance struggled with her mature and supportive demeanor, she herself was in nearly as stressful a position as the one she was attempting to comfort. With a deep breath, she cleared her mind and pushed her glasses back up. "I do care about you, I'm just not the friendliest of ponies. Maybe some time spent together could help us bond a bit more, maybe you could get used to the fact that I love your sister if you knew a little more about me." Feeling hopeful, she bumped Double Dip's shoulder and wore an encouraging smile.

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Double dip stood and walked slowly towards the door, casting one last sad glance over her shoulder. "Maybe she'll wake up tomorrow." the words were meant as more of a comfort for herself than anything else but she still hoped they were true.

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"Ah, I see. I too am feeling more than a little hungry, would you like to come with me and grab a quick meal? I'd assume visiting hours are approaching an end soon anyhow." Constance jumped up from her seat and tightened her scarf before nudging Double Dip towards the exit.

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Double dip sniffed and nodded, resting her face on her front hoofs. A loud grumble erupted from her belly and she blushed. "I guess I forgot to eat dinner again." She looked at Cream pie, a slight frown crossing her face when she saw how still she was laying.

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"Chin up kiddo," Constance placed a hoof on the sulking filly's cheek and put on an encouraging smile. "You're doing just fine, and she'll be proud of how strong you've been when she wakes up." Exhausted, the flustered unicorn plopped down into her chair, her eyes focused on her unconscious lover, hoping to detect even the slightest sign that the mare would soon awaken.

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Double Dip eyes dropped to her hooves and she wiped away a falling tear. "I know, I know. But I just feel so helpless." She let out a long sigh and sat down in one of the chairs lining the wall "Cream pie was always the one caring for me, it's never had to be the other way around."

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Constance rolled her eyes. "I'm equally as responsible as you my dear. Regardless of who's technically to blame, our squabbling won't help your sister recover any sooner."

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Double dip glared at her through tear filled eyes. "It's easy for you to be calm, you're not the one responsible for putting your sister in a coma."

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Constance walked into one of the hospital's recovery unit rooms, Cream Pie was still unconscious. "It's alright, Double Dip. I'm sure everything will be fine, this is the best medical care Equestria has to offer." She said, placing a delicate kiss on the muzzle of her pained lover.