Dear Diary,

I am probably going to jail…

“Hi!”

My heart shot straight up in my throat. I saw I was still in the tree house, and that evening had arrived. Pinkie Pie stood over me with a big grin on her face.

“So this is where you went!”

I just nodded as my heartbeat calmed down. When I looked around I saw that none of the girls were here. Phew, that would have made this worse.

“Ohh! You probably want to know why I was gone when you woke up! I was sleeping, on you, but of course you know that already, and when I woke up I remembered that I had promised to help the Cakes today!”

“And I was like,” she started to make seemingly random gestures and expressions. “You know, I was like ‘I have to go to Sugarcube Corner!’, but that means I have to either let you sleep or wake you up and you looked so peaceful that I decided to come and find you again after I was done! You… are not mad at me, are you?”

“What? No! I’m just… confused I guess.”

Well, it turned out that my guess about her having a job was right. And I wasn’t about to complain about that she left me there, all things considered. The issue on my mind was whether or not she had any idea what had gone on while she was away.

“How did you find me here?”

“I was running around, looking for you, when I ran across the Cutie Mark Crusaders! And they told me they knew where you were, then they told me where you were, and then I came to where you are now!”

Ah shit! If they had told Pinkie, nothing would stop them from telling anyone else. Yeah, this probably couldn’t get much worse and my ass would be on its way to court within a few days. A defense based on their consent wasn’t worth much, except as an admission of guilt.

“And they told me you were so much fun!”

And now I knew for sure that the cat was out of the bag. Great, as if being found naked in the girls club house wasn’t damning enough.

“And that they hoped you’d be willing to have more fun with them later!”

And now it seemed that if the police didn’t get to hear about this right away I wouldn’t be charged with fucking minors, but fucking minors repeatedly. That is just fucking dandy.

“And I was so glad when I saw the smiles on their faces! I love seeing people smile! Wait, why aren’t you smiling? Are you sad?”

“No, I… I just need to talk to Twilight about this whole thing. She is really smart, so she should know what to do.” And she had hopefully been working on a way to get me back home, where this incident would be seen as a funny, if a bit disturbed, fictional story.

“You’re right! Twilight is really smart! She’s like smarty-smart-smarter-than-anyone-in-Ponyville-smart!”

Yes, I’m sure she was, she seemed the type. I got to me feet and started to put on my clothes again. Just this morning I would have tried to cover myself up as soon as I found myself no longer alone, but now that seemed to be pointless since it was just Pinkie. Well, ‘just Pinkie’ was probably not a fair description, but whatever.

“Do you want to walk me back to Twilight’s house? I don’t really know the way.”

“Mhm!” She nodded frantically and grabbed my arm as soon as I was dressed. Like when she had showed me the area for our picnic- and what had happened to those cupcakes?- I was dragged after the pink girl at a speed I could barely keep up with.

**

After what felt like no time at all, we had arrived in Ponyville. I, still dragged after Pinkie, thought I saw most people give me a disapproving look when we passed them. Please, let that be because Pinkie ran like a madman through town with a stranger in tow, instead of this stranger being a pervert who fucked teens.

“Hey Applejack!” Pinkie let out loudly and stopped in a hurry. Not prepared for this, I shot by her and ran into, and subsequently knocked over and landed on top of, a girl around Pinkie’s age with blond hair, very light orange skin, a plain shirt and cowboy hat.

“I’m sorry!” I got off her as soon as I could and hoped that my hands hadn’t found any inappropriate in the confusion. “I didn’t mean to, I…”

“Hehehe,” this ‘Applejack’ just laughed and effortlessly pushed me aside. Not messing with this one, I told myself. “Howdy there, partner. Ah’m Applejack. Nice to make yer acquaintance. And howdy to you, Pinkie.”

“Ah reckon you’re new in town, since I’ve never seen you around before. What brings you here?”

Her accent sounded a bit too familiar for my liking.

“I found him at Twilight’s house!”  Pinkie Exclaimed. Then something seemed to go up for her and turned to me again. “Hey, Applejack is Applebloom’s sister, so that means you have met half of the local Apple family. Now you only need to meet Granny Smith and Big Macintosh!”

“Wait, you’ve met Applebloom? Ah told her she should be working the farm today, with Big Mac!”

Got damn it Pinkie, now I am in serious trouble. Just please don’t say anything about what I did with her. I don’t need this one’s rage directed at me right now.

“Hehe… yeah, I ran into Applebloom and he friends near the lake, after I had a picnic with Pinkie. I don’t really know where they went after that though,” as discretely as I could I threw a pleading look to the pink one. She responded with a typical ‘ohh, I get it expression’, and went on to cross her heart… and make a motion as if she stuck something in her eye? Did she mock me?

“Ah hope they didn’t give you too much trouble, they can be a mighty handful,” Applejack smiled at me and reached out her hand. I took it and felt that this one was probably a lot stronger than me. Well, reinforced that impression, since she had pushed me aside like nothing just a moment ago, while my full body weight was on top of her. “Well, Ah better get on home. Ah have to find Applebloom and ask why she didn’t do as she promised. They sure aren’t easy to raise when they reach that age, and this time a year…”

Applejack tipped her hat off to me and went on her way, in the opposite direction of what we came. I turned to my pink friend, who had been strangely quiet.

“Please, whatever you do, just don’t mention that I, you know, with the Cutie Mark Crusaders.”

“Duh! Silly, I got that part. Why else do you think I crossed my heart, hoped to fly and stick a cupcake in my eye?” She repeated the motions she had done earlier. “”I would never break a Pinkie Promise.”

“Oh… well, good,” I gave her a nervous smile. “Let us just go on to Twilight’s house, shall we? I need to talk to her.”

**

“Hey Twilight,” Pinkie Pie knocked on the door and walked right in when it opened.

“Pinkie, didn’t you promise to watch the Cake’s children tonight? What are you doing here?” the purple, horned and winged girl raised an eyebrow to her friend, and threw a quick glance at me.

“Ahh!” the same gasp I had heard right before I had ended up on the floor with a very inquisitive Pinkie earlier that day was heard once again and moments later there was no trace of her, except the door that remained open.

I looked at Twilight. He lab coat had gotten some stains, and it looked like one of the sleeves had been… burned? Weird. I would have kept the flames to a minimum if I lived in a tree full of shelve upon shelve of books and scrolls, but that was just me. She still had those dark rings under her eyes, so she probably hadn’t slept while we were away.

“So, how did you like hanging out with Pinkie?”

“Eh, fun I guess. She’s- how do I put it?- Pinkie Pie. Yeah, she is just Pinkie Pie,” since Twilight hadn’t shown much reaction to Pinkie’s crazy antics, I counted on the fact that she would fill in the blank herself in my shoddy explanation of how it had went.

“Yeah, she takes some getting used to,” I almost let out a relieved sigh, but just barely managed to keep it in and smile and nod instead. She turned around and went over to her chemistry setup again.

“What are you working on? You’ve been at it since I arrived, possibly longer,” it seemed very complicated, more so than I probably could understand. While not a scientific illiterate, I was merely a layman. Not to mention that it seemed like magic was a part of this place, making things like chemistry a lot more complicated right away.

“Just trying to figure out where you came from and how you ended up here, but nothing seem to work. Whatever it was, it was not any form of magic I can recognize of trace.”

“So, there is no chance that you can send me home anytime soon?” My heart sank in my chest and I felt a small dose of panic build in me.

“I’m afraid not. I am sorry,” she turned back to me with an expression that seemed worried and apologetic. “I know it must be hard for you to simply end up here for no reason, but I hope we can make you enjoy the time you have to stay here anyway. And I’m sorry I haven’t spent time with you to make you feel welcome, my curiosity got the better of me.”

I felt a little touched by this. I couldn’t really help but describe what I heard and saw as noble. There was no other word that came to me that fit. And it made me feel horrible about keeping what had happened with the Cutie Mark Crusaders from her. She was essentially hiding a criminal without knowing it.

“It is okay,” I said. I hated myself; I wouldn’t tell her about it right now, maybe never. I should, but I tried to rationalize it away. “I am an intruder here and you let me stay for free. I should be the one to apologize here, not you. I should do my best to adjust to how you want me to behave while I live in your house.”

“It is sweet of you to say that,” Twilight smiled a tired smile back at me. “Tell you what: What if I make us some hot coco and you can repay me for staying by answering some questions about yourself and where you are from? Would be useful, since I have to write down as much about it now when I have the chance. This could revolutionize what we know about other people far away.”

That seemed fair to me, so I agreed. When Twilight disappeared into another room, I took a seat by a small table. A minute or so later, I was joined by my host.

“So,” she began. “Where is your home?”

“Well, that is hard to answer since I don’t know where I am now. But I can give some generalities, so you might be able to help me place it. The planet I live on is named Terra, or more commonly just called Earth, and it goes around a small star we call Sol. And even though we have discovered pretty much everything on the surface of the planet, we have never come across anything like what you do with your horn.”

“You don’t have magic where you live and it spins around the sun?” She had brought a notebook and wrote frantically with her magic, since her hands were too busy with the glass of hot chocolate. “That sounds so strange. Here the princesses Celestia and Luna raise the Sun and Moon each day with their magic.”

“Wow, really!?” I couldn’t help but to wonder if she messed with me or not. I mean, I didn’t doubt that magic was important to the world, but to raise the sun would break pretty much all laws of physics as I knew them. Unless this place was outside the known universe. “How is that possible? Are you sure this is not just some religious mumbo jumbo to justify some divine ruler or something?”

“Oh no,” she said with a smile. “I have seen it happen many times, and when I first arrived in Ponyville the Sun didn’t come up because Celestia was not able to raise it. If you have to stay here for a long time, I can take you to the princesses so you can see it happen yourself.”

To seek out the monarchs didn’t sound smart. Or maybe it was, since they might pardon me. Or throw me in jail. To tell them what I had done, yeah; probably not a good idea.

“Who are your rulers?”

“Depends on where you look,” I replied, glad that she didn’t expect an answer to her suggestions about this Celestia. “Some places we have democracy and somewhere the people are oppressed by local warlords. And we have pretty much everything in between. Most of the more advanced nations do not have active monarchs though, even though some retain them as symbolic figures. We don’t believe being of royal blood makes you a good ruler.”

“Oh, I agree,” Twilight smiled. “It is millennia of experience that makes Celestia such a good ruler, not that she is an Alicorn. Luna, Cadence and I are still learning though.”

“Wait, what? What is an Alicorn? And how can someone live for a thousand years? And you’re a princess!?” I was completely taken aback by this and almost spilled by drink.

“You know how some people here are born with wings or a horn, right?” I nodded and thought back at Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. “An Alicorn is someone who has both wings and horn, and they are usually royalty, like Celestia, Luna, Cadence and me. So, yes, I am a princess. I, unlike the others, was not born a princess though. I was born only with a horn, and didn’t get my wings until quite recently, when Celestia chose me to be a princess.”

“Oh, heh, I see,” I became a lot more nervous and quite uncomfortable. I lived in the house of one of the rulers of this land. Now I knew for sure that I couldn’t tell her about what had happened. The question about the age of Celestia had disappeared from my mind entirely. “Then why do you live here, instead of in a castle or something?”

“Because my friends live here, of course,” she took a sip from her coco. “You’ve already met Pinkie Pie. Then there is Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Rarity and Fluttershy. I didn’t want to leave them, so I asked if I could live here. And I don’t care for all the fuss with royal guards and the like.”

Twilight added and little laugh to the last sentence. If I had to guess, I would believe she saw it as a small rebellion to be proud of. I smiled back, with a slightly forced chuckle. I didn’t think she noticed.

“I ran into Applejack with Pinkie on the way back here, but she didn’t have time to talk much.”

“You did? Any other people you have met today?”

“Well, Pinkie brought me to Sugarcube Corner, I think she called it, and I met the Cakes,” and I went on to make a scene there, when Pinkie decided to get acrobatic, I continued the sentence in my head. I couldn’t help but thank Magic, since that was an actual thing here, that Mr. Cake didn’t see it. “But we didn’t stay long enough for me to really talk to them. They seemed busy.”

“Yes, they have quite a lot to do, being some of the best bakers around. No one else you ran into?”

I didn’t like the sound of how the worded that. It was like she knew, but wanted me to spill the beans. Had they been here and talked to her about it? I hoped not, and I didn’t have any plans to say anything more about it. Unless she showed that she did indeed know, at which point there would be no reason to deny anything. Still a chance she didn’t though.

“Why do you ask?” Good brain, you didn’t mess this up like you did earlier. No denial for meeting someone else, but not an explicit admission that you did. It was a good way to avoid the question and turn it back at her. Or a copout, as one could call it. Not much choice here though.

“Well, because Applebloom, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle came by and told me what happened after Pinkie had left you by the lake.”

While she didn’t sound angry or anything like it, my skin color reached its absolute minimum. All blood that could leave my head, without me fainting, was gone. Taken refuge in the rest of my body, from the sure wrath I was about to face.

“I’m sorry! They came upon me and…”

“…and they were in heat.”

When Twilight finished the sentence for me, I could have sworn I heard her wrong. In heat? For fuck sake, what the hell did that have to do with… Oh holy shit, what? These people had heat cycles?

“Erh… what?” She had broken by rambling apology and now I was just full of questions.

“They were in heat. It is pretty self-explanatory, unless you don’t know what it means. Don’t you have that?”

“No- well, some species on our planet do, but- well, humans don’t really have that sort of heat cycle…” the color had started to return to my face. Too much color, in my humble opinion, if the warmth that spread across my face was any indication.

“Oh, that would explain your reaction then,” Twilight seemed to be as calm and friendly as ever. “Or maybe not. How do you ‘humans’ approach this thing, and why did you try to apologize like you did?”

“It is kinda taboo to… do that.. with what we would consider minors. And they looked like it could be a big deal and- yeah, I don’t even really know why I agreed to it in the first place.”

It felt weird to explain why this was wrong, or at least why I had thought it was wrong. Hopefully I didn’t give her any ideas for a punishment. Twilight’s quill scribbled furiously on the notebook.

“That does explain your reaction, if you thought you had done something illegal. I know I freaked out once, when I did something that was technically wrong. At least you didn’t end up having to chase a phoenix all over town.”

She let out a small laugh and I couldn’t help but smile myself, before my brain caught up with a couple of things about what she had said.

“Wait, phoenix? As in the immortal firebird that is reborn from the ashes when it dies? And why wasn’t it wrong to, you know, the Cutie Mark Crusaders?”

“Yes!” Twilight seemed very pleasantly surprised that I knew what a phoenix was. “How did you know what it was? Have you ever seen one? Are they common they you come from?”

“Well, never seen one, nor has anyone else. They are a fable creature, something we made up. Things we use in fiction to entertain.”

“That is so interesting. You have to tell me more about these fabled creatures of yours, because now I have a theory I need to test!”

I was more than a little surprised that someone who looked so tired could be so full of energy. And if her quill moved any faster, I would be worried about the notebook being lit up in flames.

“After I answer your question about Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo and Applebloom,” she continued a bit slower and with a slight blush on her face, like if she had made a fool of herself. My surprised expression surely had something to do with that part. “Do you know what happens when someone is in heat?”

“I know the basics; that hormones to stimulate the- the sex drive are released and that they start to send out pheromones to signal this to possible mating partners.”

“Exactly,” Twilight continued; seemingly quite a bit more comfortable talking about this than I was. “The Cutie mark Crusaders would have had to find a way to deal with this, whether you became involved or not. The only people who could see this as wrong are Applejack, Big Macintosh and Rarity, but that would be for completely different reasons. And since none of them will become pregnant, they have nothing to complain about.”

“Wait, how do you know they won’t get pregnant?” The issue had completely evaded my mind and now it had me worried again.

“Well, they told me that you only came in Applebloom, and I mixed her a quick little potion. Nothing fancy, like Zecora could have made, but I know how to make a potion to prevent pregnancy.”

“I’m sure that would come in handy, for someone like you,” I hoped she didn’t misunderstand the compliment. I had said something almost exactly like it and ended up with a red hand mark on my face before. I wouldn’t have said it now either, but it crossed my lips before I could think about what I actually said.

“Well, I…” to my surprise she got a deep blush instead of a lifted hand. “I have actually never… you know… I’ve usually taken care of the urges in… other ways…”

An image of Twilight naked on her bed, using her fingers to sate these urges popped into my head, and told my brain to re-assign more blood to the lump between my legs who I thought had gotten me into serious trouble just a few moments ago.

I didn’t really know what to say, I had never been good at talking to others. A part of me told me that I should say something, while the other part said that if I said something now I would only make it worse. Which one should I listen to? I had no idea.

“Well, I…” we both said at the same time and chuckled when we realized this.

“I’m sorry,” I followed up, before she could say anything more, mostly because I knew she was about to ask the same question I would. And I knew I didn’t really have an answer. “What were you about to say?”

“Oh, nothing…” I would have thought she looked a bit disappointed, but I wasn’t sure. She could just be tired, which would be more than justified. “I think we should just go to bed. I really need some… sleep…”

“Yeah,” I jumped on the suggestion with a nervous laugh that felt entirely out of place. “You can have your bed back- and thank you for lending it to me the last couple of days, it really was nice of you- I can sleep on the couch, or something.”

“No! I mean- No, that is fine, you can have the bed. I have to… do something anyway, before I go to bed, so…”

My heart found its familiar place at the top of my throat when she basically yelled the first ‘no’. Whatever else went on in her mind, I thought it smart to avoid an argument with the girl who has a horn that can cast spells. The horn alone would be dangerous enough, so it being able to channel magic didn’t make it any better.

**

I found myself in the bed I had slept in the last couple of night, unable to fall asleep. I lay on my back and for some reason I couldn’t shake the image of Twilight when she had told me that she had always dealt with the ‘urges’ in other ways from my head. At the time I hadn’t been able to see it, but now I was sure that I should have made a move. But, as always, knowing that now didn’t change that I had messed up.

My mind turned to what she had said and the fantasy I had gotten from it, to try to distract myself from the flop. Twilight, naked, on this bed. Her hands ran across her body and one of them stopped at her chest, before it found a breast. Massaging it and playing with the nipple would make her let out soft moans.

At the same time, the other hands would continue down along her stomach until it reached her clit. With pinches and running her fingers over it she would prepare herself for when she would let her fingers take that extra step and her soft moans would fill this room.

My own right hand had found my member and slowly ran across its length. It felt wrong to do it in Twilight’s bed, so I wouldn’t, but I couldn’t help but to at least tease myself at this fantasy. Or that is how I tried to justify it. I knew all too well that I wouldn’t be able to stop with that. I whispered her name out in the darkness.

“Shh,” I heard her respond to it. For the second time in a short while my heart was in my throat, but she used her horn to keep me from instinctively sitting up. In the purple glow I could see that she would have had to muster all the courage she had to go through with this. Me jumping all over the place wouldn’t really help. I could also see that she had shed all clothes, except a simple black bra and panties.

When she let me go from her magical grasp, I just laid there and waited while she climbed into the bed and lay down beside me.

I rolled myself into a position so I was turned to her, on my side. She followed my movement by turning to a position where she laid with her back towards me.

“I… I just want to sleep right now,” she whispered, just loud enough for me to hear it. I nodded and put a hand at her waist. She had taken the first step towards sharing the bed, now I had to do the rest. When morning came I would find myself lying so close to her I could get, but for now and until I fell asleep, it would have to be done one step at the time.