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// Chapter 2// Story: Dig Your Own Hole// by Sirius_Face//------------------------------//

When the time came to have lunch, Apple Bloom couldn’t wait to approach Dinky Hooves and get some straight answers about when she had spoken to Scootaloo and how she knew her friend was skipping school today.

As the other students all dashed for the exit, Apple Bloom saw Dinky leave first, as she always sat at the back of the class. Apple Bloom approached Sweetie Belle, giving her friend a serious look that grabbed Sweetie’s full attention.

“What’s up?” Sweetie asked, “You look like you’re upset.”

“Before class started, ah heard from Dinky that Scootaloo is playing hookie.”

“Dinky said that?” Sweetie Belle squeaked as she turned to Dinky’s empty desk, looking confused, “I didn’t know she and Scoots even knew each other.”

“Ah didn’t know either. But ah say we go find out just what the class brain knows about our friend.”

The two crusaders were among the last to leave the schoolhouse and enter the yard where their classmates had spread themselves out for their lunch period. Dinky was nowhere to be seen.

“Where does she go for lunch?” Sweetie Belle asked, expecting Apple Bloom to know.

Apple Bloom had no answer. During their lunch breaks, she never paid much attention to her other classmates, least of all Dinky. She couldn’t be sure that the filly even had friends. Despite being another blank flank in the class, Apple Bloom had never once approached her to try and befriend her, let alone recruit her to join the cutie mark crusaders. Dinky was either not interested in playing, or too busy with things no student in class knew about.

“Ah ain’t got the slightest idea where she goes. But…” Apple Bloom stopped and considered who else she didn’t see out on the yard. Her look of annoyance was quickly noticed by Sweetie Belle.

“But what? What’s wrong?”

“I don’t see Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon out here neither.”

Both fillies knew what that had to mean. There was only one place for privacy out in the yard, and that was behind the schoolhouse, where the school bullies would often hang out, sometimes with a victim in tow.

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle stuck to the side of the schoolhouse as they approached the favorite hiding spot of their least favorite classmates and could already make out the shrill voice of Diamond Tiara.

“Thank you for understanding. I knew we could count on you, Dorky.”

As the two crusaders turned the corner, they spotted Dinky with her back against the wall, with Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon invading her personal space.

“Don’t ya two varmints have anythin’ better to do than goin’ around and pickin’ on others?” Apple Bloom called out.

“Eww, I thought I smelled manure.” Silver Spoon spoke with deliberate, slow, heavy contempt as she held her hoof to her nose. “Figures the hick had to be close by.”

Diamond Tiara laughed and slipped a front leg around Dinky’s neck. “We aren’t picking on anypony, Hayseed. Isn’t that right, Dorky?”

“That’s right…” Dinky said softly, not meeting Apple Bloom’s gaze.

“In fact, Dorky here is our pal. She’s totally going to wave the charges on those damaged books we got from the library. Isn’t that right?” Diamond asked, squeezing her leg around Dinky’s neck.

“Yes Diamond…”

“Oh of all the low down dirty-” Apple Bloom started to say, before Sweetie Belle’s high pitched voice cut her off.

“Seriously? You two have more money than any pony in class, including Miss Cheerliee! And you don’t want to pay for books you damaged?”

“It’s not like they were our books to begin with. Just because we have money doesn’t mean we want to waste it.” Silver Spoon rolled her eyes, as if explaining herself to Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle was beneath her.

“It’s okay… I’ll talk to the princess…” Dinky said, sounding like she just wanted to crawl into a hole and hide.

“See! Dorky here understands. It’s no wonder she’s the top student in class,” Diamond gave Dinky one final squeeze around the neck, then pushed her away towards Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. “Come on Silver Spoon, we don’t want to waste our important lunch on the cutie mark catastrophes.”

The two bullies laughed as they walked away. Apple Bloom was fighting the urge to toss an insult back at the two smug fillies, before Sweetie Belle yelled, “It’s cutie mark crusaders! Get it right!” She got no reply, but Apple Bloom was sure that she heard more laughter before Diamond and Silver disappeared.

“I swear those two are the absolute worst,” she grumbled, before noticing that Dinky was walking away in the opposite direction. “Dinky, wait!” Apple Bloom rushed to cut her off, surprising Dinky, who backed away as her ears went flat against her head.

Apple Bloom didn’t like how Dinky seemed afraid of her, as if she had any reason to be. “Those two mules didn’t hurt ya did they?”

“Oh. No. I’m fine.”

“I still can’t believe how greedy they are with their bits,” Sweetie Belle said, looking as upset as Apple Bloom felt, only for that anger to disappear a second later. “Wait, you can wave library fees?”

Dinky met Sweetie Belle’s gaze for a second before looking away. Apple Bloom wasn’t sure if the filly had something against looking other ponies in the eye when she spoke to them, or if she really was just afraid to talk. “I can talk to the princess about it… I help her at the library after school.”

“Ya mean Princess Celestia?” Apple Bloom asked, looking utterly confused.

For the first time that day, Dinky looked shocked. “N-no?”

“Not Princess Luna?” Sweetie Belle asked, looking just as confused as Apple Bloom.

“… No. No, of course not!”

“Princess Cadence?” both Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle asked at the same time.

“You two can’t be serious? I mean Princess Twilight Sparkle,” Dinky said, looking nearly horrified that the two didn’t know the only princess in Ponyville.

“Ooooh, right. Forgot about Twilight there.” Apple Bloom laughed.

“Is she the princess of books now?” Sweetie Belle asked, looking genuinely confused.

“Princess Twilight is an amazing pony. Just because she doesn’t wear her crown all the time doesn’t make her any less of a princess.” Dinky spoke for the first time with a little passion in her voice, catching Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle off guard. It felt almost as if they had offended her.

“Uh, sorry?” Sweetie Belle said, looking unsure of why Dinky of all fillies seemed to take offense with them when she had all but folded to two bullies.

“Never mind that, we need to talk to ya, Dinky. How did ya know Scoots wasn’t comin’ to school today?”

The question quickly cooled the passion behind Dinky’s eyes, and she once again started looking everywhere but at the two of them.

“She… she was at the library on Sunday. We didn’t talk much. She was with Rainbow Dash, checking out some books.”

The bit of news shocked Apple Bloom more than it did Sweetie.

“Ya mean to tell me she was at the library yesterday studyin’?”

“I guess Rainbow Dash is training her really hard,” Sweetie said, though she looked relieved to have her fear put to rest.

“Sort of?” Dinky said, looking uncomfortable. “Rainbow Dash was talking in private with the princess. Scootaloo was… checking out some books. I helped her. We started talking and she mentioned something about skipping class.”

“Why the hay would she do a dumb thing like that?” Apple Bloom asked.

Dinky hesitated. “I don’t know. Um, sorry. I can’t help. I need to go now.”

Before Apple Bloom or Sweetie Belle could get a word in, Dinky took off.

“Did… did she seem like she was really nervous to talk to us?” Sweetie Belle asked. “Did we come off as scary?”

“No, I reckon it’s something else.” Apple Bloom rubbed her chin with her hoof, thinking that, before the day was out, she would be talking with Dinky again. That filly is as bad a liar as mah sister. She knows somethin’ else about Scootaloo, and ah intend to find out what.




“Mmmrr Rainbow…”

Scootaloo stretched her legs, pressing her back against the warm chest of Rainbow Dash. She lowered her head enough to allow her mentor better access to the back of her neck, where Dash’s lips were busy planting kiss after hungry kiss. 

Mmmm, somepony woke up horny again.

Scootaloo wasn’t complaining. A late afternoon nap was only bested by a late afternoon fuck, both of which were easy to come by when spending time with the coolest pegasus in Equestria. As Rainbow lifted a wing over Scootaloo, adding warmth to the blankets already over them, Scoots felt her own wings pressing on her mentors chest, forcing her to turn around just in time for a kiss to her nose. She chuckled, quickly tilting her head up to meet Dash’s next kiss with her lips partly opened, ready to let her tongue meet Dash’s lips as well. 

She had been trained well. There was no need to pause and ask questions, or to consider other things, like the fact that she was supposed to be in school learning something she’d only forget at the end of the day. Like her mentor, Scootaloo was learning to live in the moment, taking action first and asking questions later. The only question that needed to be asked would be, “Wanna do it again?” 

Staying under the heavy blankets, Dash and Scootaloo moved fast. Kisses came quickly, hooves moving over their bodies in practiced motion, knowing every curve and nook of each other, where to squeeze and where to rub. When their tongues met, it was brief and playful, teasing even. Tongue play, especially, was something that Scootaloo had developed a specific liking for. Rainbow Dash called it a fetish, Scootaloo called it amazing. 

Knowing how much her young charge loved working with her tongue, Rainbow Dash moved fast to let Scootaloo show off her skill. What had started with wake-up kisses and snuggles escalated into position shifts, blankets pulled away and caused a rush of heated trapped musk from both ponies to escape around them. 

Scootaloo only had time to moan before several things happened at once. Her vision was quickly obscured by Dash’s hindquarters coming closer and closer to her face, bringing back that delicious musk that made her mouth water for a taste. Lower down her body, Dash’s surprisingly smooth hooves had opened her up, the edges teasing over the pink pearl that made Scootaloo squirm and squeal. 

All she could see was her mentor’s most private parts, surrounded by damp, matted down fur. Rainbow was winking and hot for her. All for her. They were treats sweeter than any candy on Nightmare Night, and better presents than anything she could ever get on Hearth’s Warming Eve. Scootaloo pushed her face harder between Dash’s thighs, lips to lips, filling her up with tongue and moaning for more of Dash to drink. 

It never took long with Dash. Scootaloo got her wish in a sudden wave that crashed around her mouth and nose, hitting the back of her throat and running over her eyes and mane. A shower of love, or lust; as if the two were really different.

She wasn’t done. Dash’s hoof continued to rub and tease, spreading slippery juices, staining the bed under them, until a sudden pinch from both hooves on her clit made Scootaloo scream into Dash’s sopping sex. 

Scootaloo was panting after Rainbow Dash’s flank lifted from her face, every nerve of her body alive with hot pleasure as she stared up at the wet and perfect slit of her mentor, dripping a little cum on her face still. Face-sitting was one of the newest fetishes Dash had gotten into, and it was quickly becoming one of Scootaloo’s favorites.

As she recovered, Rainbow Dash was busy licking up fresh foal cum from around her hoof while admiring the impressive wet spot Scootaloo had made on her sheets. “I swear, kid, I never get tired of seeing you cum. It’s just so awesome.”

The statement brought a swell of pride in Scootaloo, making her grin and laugh with pure joy. 

Scootaloo was glad she had been able to stay in Rainbow Dash’s home for the night. Both ponies had agreed to brush off their responsibilities this one time. The only reason Scootaloo could see getting out of bed would be to use the little fillies room or to get some food; she was more than content to spend the rest of the day between Rainbow Dash’s haunches.

Rainbow Dash rolled off Scootaloo, ruffling her feathers as she got comfortable on satin sheets. Scootaloo eyed those impressive feathers with a little envy.

“I never get tired of cumming for you,” Scootaloo said as she turned to lay on her side. The movement made her giggle as her whole body felt extra sensitive. “Wanna do it again?”

“Not for me; with me.” Rainbow Dash corrected as she let out a yawn. “There’s a difference, Squirt. And it’s an important difference. And of course I want to do it again, but later today. We have some things we need to do first.”

Scootaloo looked as if she wasn’t sure where Rainbow Dash was going with this. Coming down from her afterglow made it a little harder for deep thinking. “Okay, but how’s it different? I’m cumming either way,” she laughed. Dash chuckled as she turned to lay facing Scootaloo, pulling the filly close with one of her amazing wings.

“Tell me something, kiddo. How often do you clop?”

The question should have been embarrassing for Scootaloo, or anypony with a sense of shame. Lucky for her, Scootaloo had been taught to toss shame out the window.

“Every evening when I go to bed I guess. When I’m not with you.”

“Heh, same here. Did the orgasm you just had feel as good as the orgasms you have by yourself?”

Scootaloo considered the question while she snuggled up against Rainbow’s warm chest, nuzzling her with her with a cum-stained cheek, “No? I mean, they feel good and all, but when I’m with you, they feel different.”

“Kinda like you’re flying?” Dash asked.

Scootaloo felt her heart skip a beat, something she always used to think was silly romantic nonsense until it started happening to her. “Yeah. I always feel like I’m flying when you make me cum.”

Rainbow Dash nuzzled Scootaloo’s head, taking a moment to smell the sweetness in her mane mixed with the musk of her fresh cum. “But it’s not always the same when you do it yourself. Know why? Cause it’s more special with somepony you care about. Don’t get me wrong, sex is fun and an orgasm will always feel good, unless your partner is just plain bad. But if you want it to feel special, then you got to care about the pony you do it with.”

Scootaloo could hear Dash speaking the way she would when something serious was on her mind. It was a tone that didn’t have the playful ring to it or the cockiness that she admired most about her mentor.

“I think I understand. But, you already know I care about you. You’re the most awesome pony in Equestria.”

“Well duh, of course I am,” Rainbow laughed. “But not every sex partner you have is going to be as good to fuck as I am.”

That statement made Scootaloo push away from Dash, wanting to see her face and be sure that she heard right. “But, you’re the only pony I would ever want to fuck,” she said, even as the once dirty and taboo word rolled off her tongue like the most natural thing in the world.

Rainbow Dash just smiled, stretched, and rolled to the edge of the bed. She sat up to stretch her wings. “I feel like waffles. With some whipped cream and strawberries. Sound good to you, Squirt?”

“Uh, yeah. But Rainbow, what did you mean about me having other sex partners?”

Rainbow Dash smiled happily and quickly took a lick of Scootaloo’s cheek, tasting some of her own cum in Scoot’s fur, “Well, what if I told you that we aren’t the only ponies in Ponyville banging like rabbits behind closed doors? What if I told you one of your classmates is learning how to be a big pony like you?”
