Cooling the Royal Heat

White with Green

Twilight looked intently into her cup of hot jasmine and chamomile tea on the table between her hooves. “So, uh, come here often?” she asked and winced as the words left her mouth.

The stallion across from her chuckled in a gentler voice than he’d had when his forelegs were against her sides and his breaths were heavy in her ears. “Yeah, once or twice. Really, though. What do you do?"

“Huh?” She glanced up and met his brown eyes. His crimson mane complimented his fern green coat and the way his mane curled around his right eye was really cute. “I, uh,” Twilight hesitated, “guess I work in the government, you could say.”

“I could say that I work in the ocean just because I work on a ship, but that’s not exactly right, now is it?”

She smirked and lifted the cup with her magic to take a sip. “Well, I work in the government. Better?”

“Yeah, and I work on a ship. See how easy this is?” He grinned at her and lifted his latte between his hooves to his lips, where he blew gently and took a long drink and swallowed a mouthful, finishing with a sigh. “Oh, yeah, this’ the stuff.”

“They get the beans freshly roasted from Saddle Arabia, from the factory to here in a couple hours thanks to the portals. Did you know the portals…” Twilight caught his look and noticed he wasn’t happy anymore. He looked sullen. “Is... everything okay?”

“Look, I understand if you just wanted to humor me with all this, but you don’t have to stay if you don’t want to. I’m not gonna be upset or anything, it was a fling in the place where s*x and passion are everywhere, and we both had a need that the other—”

He was silenced by her magic closing his lips. She frowned at him. “Look, I like you, and I think you’re hot and the best stallion that’s ever mounted me in my [i]life[/i]. I just... don’t know how to deal with these situations because I haven’t really been on a date, or anything else that goes along with all that line of action except s*x.

“And even then, it’s when I’m in the worst part of my estrus, and even [i]then[/i], its when the medicines don’t work for some reason.” She let him go and slouched. “I don’t want to be with a stallion that’ll only want me for my body, or one part of it, when there’s so much more to me than that.”

“I know, I—”

“I’m a very smart mare, I’ve been on a lot of adventures, and I’ve made the most random selection of friends across the world. My duties, though, are really stressful and time consuming.”

“I understand how you—”

“Then there’s the ponies I report to, if it can even be called that. We’re equals, but I feel like I’m so much less than they are, even though I’m supposed to have all this authority.” She frowned into her cup.

“Hey, Purple, look at me.” He tapped the center of the table. “I don’t know what the future is gonna bring, any more than you, or Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, or Princess Twilight when it comes to this crazy place we call home. All we can do is take care of our own worlds, and when I think of my world, I’d like to know you’re somewhere on my world, too.”

Twilight gulped and looked into his brown eyes as he moved closer to her and brushed a lock of her curly blue mane from her face. She noticed the color and blanched at the lie she was hiding in plain sight. She leaned back and started to breathe heavily. “Purple, are you okay?”

“Puh, Pur-, b-blue… I.” She placed her forehoof to her chest and inhaled deeply, held it, then let it out slowly. “I... do understand what it’s like to be a pony in power. I’m a very important pony in the Equestrian government, and I need to have a stallion in my life that can handle that fact, as well as, possibly, be willing to be with me when I get called away, or to wait for me to come home when he can’t come for whatever reason.”

She looked intently at him and spoke up. “Can you be that stallion, to a busy and sometimes crazy mare that’s going to become busier until she reaches a certain level of experience, possibly many years from now while you stay at home with the foals and our herdwives as we fall into societal gender roles?!”

There was a cough from somewhere behind her and she looked around, noticing a dozen ponies, a blushing minotaur couple with a changeling between them, and a gryphon looking at her. She took note that her forehooves were supporting her, her voice had risen to a panicked shout, and she was leaning on the table towards Crisp. She apologized and sat down, blushing and hiding behind her curly hair..

Crisp looked at her, and slowly smiled with a chuckle growing until he was stifling laughter with his forehoof. Twilight looked at him sheepishly and felt like sliding under the table and slinking away, never to be seen again after she crawled into a snake free hole in the ground. 

“P-purple, that was great!” He laughed and just turned everything she was feeling into confusion. “You’ve practiced that a lot, haven’t you?” he snickered. When Twilight shrugged then nodded, he snorted and laughed, letting another snort fill the room. That set Twilight into a laughing fit, more at his snorting laugh than the fact she practiced what to ask a guy.

A minute passed, during which a waiter wearing a very sexy and exposing suit with socks that even Twilight imagined taking off him with her teeth refilled their drinks and they calmed down enough to talk again. “Wow,” Crisp chuckled and wiped his eyes with a napkin, “you are a really intense negotiator. When you were practicing that pickup line, in the mirror I’m guessing,” he asked and she nodded while wiping her nose, “that you got really upset with yourself for asking the question, so you asked yourself with more… intensity, am I right?”

“Heh, yeah, well… I guess I never really thought of it like that, but I have to say yes, and now that I think about it; it’s the worst thing to say to a pony short of, ‘I’ll banish you to some place for some stupid petty reason.’”

“Yeah, you said it. Ahem, so… about all that.”

Twilight shook her head and waved a forehoof at him. “Don’t worry about it. I understand and agree, it was out of line and I went too—”

“I’d like to try.”

“—far, there’s no way that you’d, wait, huh?!” she looked at him in shock.

“Whatever it is you do, you seem interesting and that you lead a fun life. Honestly, I wouldn’t mind being a stay at home dad with mares to help around the house and to support me, because being a stallion at sea can be the worst! Everything is run by mares, no offense,” she shook her head and waved him on, “and every ship I’m on, there’s [i]maybe[/i] one other stallion or male that I get close to, then they jump ship at the next port because the mares are [i]always[/i] practically throwing themselves at us!

“My last ship was a cruise ship, and let me tell you that I have enough socks, that mares wanted me to wear around the ship for extra tips, so that I could start a fashion line in Baltimare for legwear.”

Twilight and he laughed, then took a drink of their own beverages while calming down. “Okay, so… you wanna give it a try?”

“Yup,” he crossed his forelegs over his barrel.

“And with me?”

“Yup.”

“Even though you don’t know who I really am, under this?” She tugged her mane.

“Look, it’s clear you don’t wanna share who you are yet, and that’s fine. Let’s just start slower then, how about that?”

“No. Not no, to being with you, but no… I won’t start on a lie or with secrets. My secret’s the one that’ll make or break the start of a relationship between us, because it’s a pretty big one.”

“You mean about how you’re,” he leaned in, “Princess Twilight Sparkle, only with Pinkie Pie’s mane colored blue?” Twilight felt the world freeze and she locked up, unable to understand how he knew. “Look, you’re really important, that’s true. But you talk like a science teacher, which I think is pretty hot. Your face is one of the most well known in the nation, everything about you is the same, except your mane. You didn’t even change your coat color,” he chuckled at her wide eyed expression, “and, to be honest, I don’t care about all that. Also, your eyes are emerald green but your magic is purple,” he chuckled, “another giveaway.”

She blinked and looked at him. He got up from his seat and moved to sit beside her. “I’ve always seen you as the mare you are, not the Princess you became or whatever titles you have. Yes, I had a thing for you… but it was when you and those other five mares saved the whole world a couple years ago, when you were a confused unicorn that didn’t intend on anything to happen, then you’re famous.

“For a few days, then it seemed like everypony in the world forgot and went on like you never did anything. I look at the moon every night and remember the picture in the paper,” Twilight groaned, “yeah, that one. The one where the camera guy took a picture of you that made you look like you were between sneezing. Rainbow’s tail was all we saw of her, Pinkie was a blurry smudge, Rarity was hidden behind a brush and mirror, Fluttershy… well, she was perfect,” Twilight lightly struck him, in a playful way.

“Okay, well, she did become a model, but this is about you, Twilight. The weird, nerdy, dorky mare that saved the world and kept me going every night, hoping I’d meet you and be able to tell you how I felt. So, there it is. Is that enough to show you that I-”

Her lips pressed to his and her forelegs wrapped around him, holding him tightly to her as their tongues danced and their arousal grew. 

“Do you really like my scientific nature?” She asked and he nodded.“Rut me,” she whispered heatedly between kisses. “I want you to fill me with at least eight ounces of semen, enough that will cause my tail sticks to my leg for at least two hours and thirteen minutes after we’re done.”

“Uh, Twilight?”

“I want to feel something hard, like a 3.35 on the Mohs scale of mineral hardness pressing against my inner thighs. I want you to give me 176 Newtons of force as you use my natural lubricants to assist you in completely penetrating my vaginal cavity.”

“Twilight.” He spoke louder, blushing as she shared a hot breath with him, pushing him into a more aroused state, to the point he had to lean over the table to stop his erection from pressing against the underside.

“Earlier you made me moan with a lust to fear ratio of 2:4, I melted under you like ions disassociating in a solvent solution. Make me feel reverse osmosis with your semen to sperm ratio of--”

“Let’s get out of here,” he said as she breathed across his muzzle one last time. He was hungry for her, even though he didn’t understand or listen to some of what she had said, her educated ramblings were an aphrodisiac to his mind. “There’s a show just a hop away we can go to,” he scooted out of the seat and she followed. Twilight eeped when she looked back and turned to block his view of where she sat, but he still saw the wet smear she’d made from laughing and finally getting turned on, the mark of his seed mixed with her juiced made a line across the bench from dragging herself across it to follow him.

“This is the most embarrassing night of my life,” she said as he wrapped his foreleg over her back and led her out of the diner. “First your friend falling off me, the quesadilla I used as a pillow, now dripping reproductive fluids across public seating.”

“Well, it’s certainly one of the most memorable nights I’ve had this year.” He leaned in to kiss her cheek and whisper in her ear. “I’m going to fill your womb with so much semen that you’re going to feel a pint of overflow wash down your legs before you finish cumming, and I’m going to breed you like the little broodmare you deserve to be.” He bit her ear gently and she whinnied, her mind going into overdrive.

Twilight gasped and her horn lit, teleporting them both to the entrance of the erotic theater. He barely knew what happened and was gathering where he was when she pushed him through the doors and led him to the movie theater within. Porn was playing, but she didn’t care about that, not after he’d gotten her heated again, in a way her estrus was commanding her now, demanding she ignore logic and let her instincts lead her to pregnancy. She took him to a loveseat sized bench and pushed him onto it so he was on his back.

“What? This is different for me.” He said awkwardly and was hushed by a pony pleasuring themselves a couple rows away. “Sorry,” he replied in a hushed voice.

Twilight rubbed his sheath with her magic and nibbled with her lips against his balls, quickly moving her lips and tongue to his c**k as it extended. She turned so her tail was near his face, so he could smell her while she started pleasuring him and when he was fully erect she licked the precum from his c**k and savored the saltiness.

There was something she wasn’t sure about, there was a smell that was different. It was musty and strong, sweet, and it reminded her of daisies and honey. She took his c**k into her mouth and pulled back, not letting his c**k go too far into her mouth yet. She realized the smell and taste was her; it was both gross and hot at the same time. 

She slurped her saliva from his flare when she let him out of her mouth and then looked back so she could try something she’d always wondered about. She put a leg on the far side of his head, lifted her hind end over him, and with a final step she was standing over him. He could see her teats, just barely in the fluctuating lights of the movie as it changed scenes. 

Her tail brushed against his mane and his heart rate soared as she squatted and rubbed her p***y against his muzzle. He licked her and even though she was doing this, she wasn’t expecting the sensation. She flinched and lifted herself away from him for a second, then focused on the c**k she was rubbing her cheek against. She lay on him and started her first sixty-nine, and his, too.

He licked her carefully at first, timing between her winks to lap their juices from her hole. He wasn’t a novice at eating p***y, so once he brushed her tail out of his eyes and used his foreleg to hold it against her flank, while his other foreleg held her other flank to keep her in place, he pressed his mouth over her winking c**t and sucked her nub gently while brushing his tongue along it.

There wasn’t an escape for her c**t as his lips held it in place and focused his attention against it. He felt her trembling and let it go, moaning as she sucked him, she used magic to massage his entire length, her hooves against the base of his c**k rotated to apply pressure to an  erogenous zone. He felt her massaging it through his sheath and felt better than any blowjob he’d gotten before.

His tongue glided along her slit and after a couple passes he penetrated her. His tongue found her foalhole and pressed inches inside her, getting her to moan loudly around his c**k. She used her motions at the base of his member as balance so she could arch her back as the pleasure tingled through her. 

She opened her mouth when she looked down at the black and cream mottled c**k connected to her via her lips, then took him into her mouth and into her throat to his ring, then past it until she’d let her lips touch the wet flesh at the base of his stallionhood. She felt him twitching all the way down her esophagus and she hummed a quiet laugh at the thought of him cumming right into her stomach before he came in her hot and ready womb. 

She swallowed while he was as deep as he could go and started moving her head side to side, like an exaggerated disagreement to a statement, letting him feel like he was inside her from behind while she did what felt right, rather than what some book or research study said. 

She felt him bucking his hips and pressing against her motions, so she knew she had to stop. She backed off him slowly, leaning up as she let him out of her until she had to turn her head up to have him leave her mouth and slap wetly against her neck. She lifted her hind enough so he let her go, then she turned around and crawled on the bench, over him.

“T-twilight,” he whispered with shock in his beautiful brown eyes. She put a hoof over his lips and hushed him. His c**k was pressed between them, against her belly while his balls were against her teats, the pressure sending a sudden thought of a foal preparing to nurse before she was back in the moment and she could feel his d**k throbbing. She used her magic to hold his c**k steady while she raised her hind and moved forward until she started to feel silly. She couldn’t see his eyes or mouth because he was looking down, watching her guide him, then she felt his flare slide between her teats and with a little adjustment, he was pressing against her p***y lips.

She asked him with a look and he nodded, both excited for what was going to be different,  something they'd both never tried but wanted to. She lowered herself until she felt him slide past her dripping lips and then he was deep inside her. They both moaned with lidded eyes at the sensation, then she giggled and let her magic go, dropping her hindquarters and taking him completely inside her with a slap louder than the moaning on the speakers and by the creatures around the room.

The two of them stiffened as the sensation struck them like nothing they’d experienced before. It was the first motion and he was already pressing his hard flare against her cervix. She kept her hindlegs in place, rocked herself forward until she felt his ring press its way to the soft wet juicy part of of a mare that lets a male know he’s found his target, then let herself fall again. 

It was bliss and ecstasy each time their bodies met, and she could feel his hard balls against her plot. She swirled herself and the pressure against her anus sent new ideas though her mind of things to try in the future. 

The movie was forgotten by other theater goers as they rushed and gathered to watch a purple unicorn with curly blue hair cowgirl a stallion.

They were so into each other they didn’t notice the crowd, the sudden couples and groups that formed watching them, all starting to f**k each other while enjoying the live show. 

Twilight pressed her lips to his and felt her climax approaching. She shared a breath with him, his moaning spurring her on as he thrust his hips against her when she’d bottom out and take him as deep as they could physically go. He wrapped his forelegs around her back and grunted. “I’m gonna c*m in you again, my broodmare.”

She flagged her tail at his words, winking her p***y to massage every drop from his body. She felt herself so close she almost lost control of her magic... then he started to c*m in her. The warmth flooded her insides and pushed her over the edge. It was like a dozen rubber bands inside her abdomen snapped at the same time, each one holding a jolt of electric pleasure. 

She arched her back, pressing her forehooves against his barrel as a spray of his c*m left her and coated both their legs with the overflow. She slid her rear legs and hooves along the bench until they were flush with the cloth, she kept him pressed inside her, every drop of his c*m that didn’t gush out filling her womb and fulfilling her instinctive desire to do her duty as a mare to her stallion.

She didn’t see or think, nothing mattered for the next, she didn’t know how long. She arched her back and moaned a higher tone as she felt herself cumming again. Her marecum flowed forth, but now his c**k filled her, his flare blocked everything and left it nowhere to go, it mixed with his c*m and stayed inside her, expanding her uterus to new proportions as he kept cumming, and cumming.

She’d lost herself to the bliss that is the rare peak of her own climax. It held her, and she it, for long enough to drain all her energy, mental and physical. She collapsed into his chest, crying and whimpering as he held her tight,  both shaking at the climax of their union. 

“Hey, it’s okay. It was a big one, wasn’t it?” he asked and got a curt nod and quiet whimper between sobs. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

She shook her head and felt his taut muscles moving under his coat, his hindlegs were lifted again and pressing against her haunches, sending a spike of good feelings from the point of contact to her tail and down her legs. She shuddered and giggled between sniffles and sobs, holding him tightly as she felt herself falling asleep. 

Her only thought as she drifted away from the waking world was, “[i]My stallion bred me, I want to wake up with him forever[/i].” She didn’t know why, but it warmed her heart to have a stallion, finally.

“Hey, I can’t get up if you’re on me like this, Twi. Twi?” he asked her and only another sniffle and whimper responded to his question. He sighed and felt himself still full mast. He felt great and wanted to keep going, but not only was she asleep now, but his tail was aching and his right hind leg was going numb. “Hey, can anypony help a guy out?”

No one responded and he knew he was risking a lot asking an open question like that. Twilight had two holes they could use, but he wouldn’t let them if they tried. He smelled her mane and sighed contentedly. He knew of a way to get her off of him from a class he’d taken. He held her head with one foreleg, braced his hindlegs widely and interlocked them with her, then rolled off the couch, catching her enough to prevent her hurting herself and giving him the unique view of what it was like for him to be inside a mare from a new angle.

He heard some gasps and looked up to see mares that stopped what they were doing to see and watch the sexy sight as he pulled out of her.

He pulled back, moving back slowly so he could give a good show to the others, and when he left her he had to scrambled to the side from the torrent of c*m that ran from her body, soaked her tail and lower back, and trailed at least five rows down before creatures couldn’t see from the crowding. He looked at her well used p***y and gawked at the sight of it all leaking from her, starting as a gush like a water balloon exploding and now looking like a broken sink with a trickle of water.

It didn’t seem to stop and he’d never seen so much from a single mare. He’d never been more amazed, aroused, and in love than he was at that very moment. It worried him a little, but her breath still lingered in his memory.

With care he lifted her front onto his back, then slipped her all the way until she was lying across him before tipping an imaginary hat to the crowd, receiving claps, stomps, and a caw in approval.

He left the theater, a snail trail marking their path from her ceaselessly wet tail as it dragged on the ground beside him as he went straight to a safe room to clean her up again. He tucked in for a good few hours of sleep as he was positive she’d be out that long at least, and by Celestia he was done for the night. 

In his opinion, she deserved all the rest she could get after everything she’d been through in her life, and what they’d just done was icing on the cake. He chuckled as he pulled her close to him, nuzzling into her mane and wondering if she’d actually have him as her stallion. 

...

Hours later Twilight’s wings pressed against something and she flexed them, getting a muffled yelp from behind her that startled her into a teleport across the room to the first corner she saw when her eyes opened. With her wings open and front lowered in a combat stance, her horn pointed at where she was a fraction of a second ago she saw the foreleg of a stallion she barely recognized in her groggy mind.

“Who,” she started until his head appeared over the edge of the fluffy bed they’d slept on. She saw his pained expression and when he opened his eyes everything came back to her like a two ton weight into her chest. In a flash of purple light she was beside him and wrapped him in her forelegs, picked the startled stallion into the air with a couple flaps her wings, and landed them both on the bed.  “I didn’t mean to scare you, I’m really sorry.”

“It’s okay.” He said with a smile that warmed her cheeks. “I’m not used to not having earth, or anything, under my hooves. It’s uncomfortable, to be honest.” Crisp moved closer to her and she moved closer to him, their muzzles getting closer and closer. “But with you, when I’m around you; I feel like my hooves will never touch the ground again.”

“Spsh, gyuh-hya’uk, bah... nah,” Twilight giggled and sputtered, looking down and getting him to laugh both at her awkward nervousness and also because her horn booped his nose. She looked back up at him with a blush. “You’re just being silly, right? I’m not all that, am I?”

He shook his head. “No, I really feel something special. Well, I may be a little silly about all this, but I’ve always wanted to be with a mare that could take charge of a situation once in a while... and make me want to be a family stallion. It’s a bit too early to plan for [i]every[/i]thing, but maybe we can plan for lunch tomorrow and see where it goes from there?”

Twilight kissed him, her lips pressing to his before pulling back and inhaling deeply when he exhaled, the instinctive exchange of breath building their bonds. The scent of his breath hours after tea with her, the scent he had as he carried her own scent on his muzzle and in his kisses; it gave her a sense of pride in her skills as an adult mare that engaged in successful coitous. 

His desire to please her was a huge bonus. She shuddered, giggled, then let her forehoof trail from his neck to his sternum, then she drew a circle below on his belly. She kissed him again and let her tongue play in his mouth before she pulled back quickly.

“What? Did I do something wrong?” he asked in concern.

“N-no,” she hesitated and felt her heart racing, “I... I just don’t know what I’m feeling,” she let her foreleg move around him to rest against his lower back. She drew him close against her with a tug that surprised him. “I think I’m falling in love with you and it’s kinda scary, is that wrong?” she moved her head under his chin and nuzzled close to him.

He nibbled her ear, getting a pleased moan from her. “I think it’s fine, as long as you know I’ve felt that way for months.”

Twilight felt a pressure against her belly that she quickly recognized as it grew between them both and stopped when it pressed between their barrels. She felt herself getting warm and memories of her desires being fulfilled hours before started to push her into needing him again. But that was then, she was very full and fulfilled. She realized with joyfulness that he had helped her pass the worst part of her biyearly cycle in a single night.

“Princess,” he said quietly into her ear, “you’ve got to go home, and so do I.”

Twilight nodded and nibbled against his jaw, moving to his neck with kisses. “We don’t have to go right away, do we?”

He chuckled and gently pushed some distance between them so he could look into her purple eyes.“My Empress,” he said breathily. He noticed how surprised she was to hear that, in a good way. “I don’t want s*x to be what we start our relationship with. I already know you body better than most ponies ever will, but I want to know the pony, the [i]mare[/i] that I’ve fallen in love with, all those years ago.”

Twilight couldn’t help but giggle, chuckle, titter, and then roll away from him, stopping with a pillow over her head as she cackled to herself. A couple gentle pokes to her side didn’t stop her giggle fit for nearly a minute. “Do you really mean that?” She asked from under her pillow.

“Um, yes, every word. Although, I didn’t expect you to react that way,” he rubbed his mane and smiled awkwardly. “I didn’t go too far, did I? If you want to just be my Queen, I’d understand.” Twilight’s wings opened with a pomf and he knew he was going in the right direction. “Perhaps you can be my Queen, and if we get married you can become herd Empress!”

Twilight rolled to her belly and looked at him with a determined passion. She grabbed his ears in her magic and pulled him in to kiss her deeply, passion took the moment. She broke the kiss, leaving saliva connecting their lips. “Sweet Celestia, Crisp; you’re the hottest bucking stallion in every way. Please, [i]please[/i] don’t tell me this is a dream.”

“If this is a dream, my Queen Twilight, I don’t want to wake up.”

Twilight let his ears go and gently pushed him back, crawling on top of him so she could see into the eyes she was falling into just before she started kissing across his muzzle, then under his chin until her lips met his again for nearly five minutes.

They were both panting hard and Twilight could feel his c**k between them. “Crisp, you’re right...” she swallowed hard while catching her breath, “you’re the sweetest and most perfect pony I’ve ever met. We shouldn’t start a relationship based only on s*x.

“I mean, it’s amazing, and I’ve got [i]tons[/i] of data I can work with now,” she bit her bottom lip and looked between them, “and more I have to practice and learn,” she looked at the length of what was in her and huffed at what it’d felt like and how much more she wanted it at that very moment, “but I think tomorrow and lunch is a great start.”

He chuckled with a deep tone that turned her on even more than his normal voice. “I think that sounds great, as long as you talk to me like you did over tea last night, [i]Goddesses[/i] that was hot.”

Twilight giggled and made a mental note. “Where are you staying out in the world?”

“I’m on the coast by Vanhoover,” he looked away as he started to think.

“Hoover on the Plains. I’ll reserve a table for us at 1:15, Sea Green is what I’ll call myself. I’ll be yellow with a kale green mane. I don’t mean any insult, but I can’t just walk into a restaurant as…” she snorted while giggling, “your Queen.” 

“It’s a date, then,” he backed away from her and she whined as his forelegs left her. 

Her eyes widened as a realization struck her. “Ohmygosh!” She inhaled deeply and her horn started glowing brightly. “Ihavetogoseemyfrienditwasnicetobewithyouseeyoutomorrow, bye!”

In a flash of light she was gone and Crisp was left mildly aroused and very confused as to her departure. Meanwhile at Carousel Boutique, Rarity was opening for business, turning her closed sign to open when Twilight appeared just outside her door. “Gyha-ha-hya,” Rarity gasped and stumbled back, rearing onto her hindlegs as she tumbled over herself onto the carpet.

“Rarity, stallion! Date, need dress quick. [i]Help!”[/i]

“Twilight, [i]darling[/i], you know appearing in such a manner without forethought of informing me is not in good taste at all! Now, come in and tell me what has you in such a panic.” Twilight was prancing between all her hooves during a series of fluctuating emotions. She trotted in quickly and kept moving around the center display in the main room. “Care for some tea, to calm you a bit?”

“Tea? No, I can’t think of tea at a time like this! Rarity, I have my very first date tomorrow!”