Bro Pie [Oneshot]

>"You ready to par~tay?"
>You're a little startled and you let go of the balloon you were blowing up. You look next to you to see Pinkie bobbing up and down to the beat while her head follows the balloon.
>With a final 'poof' it drops to the floor.
"You can bet your cupcakes on it. I'm always ready for a Pinkie Pie party."
>"Good, cause I have somepony who wants to meet you."
"Uh, thanks Pink but I'm not too into setups. Especially after the last one."
>You give a shudder as you repress the memory. She has a habit of trying to set you up with mares for either sex or dating, she doesn't care but lately the mares she's been finding look like she picked them out of the gutter. Or an alleyway in the last one's case.
>"I told you, I didn't know you'd walk in-"
"Don't! Remind me."
>She nods before trotting off to talk to the Cakes while you go back to pumping up balloons.
>You're hoping Pinkie gets the message about not setting you up anymore as you realise this might be what this party was for to begin with.
>She never told you why she was throwing it, just you had to come.
>You weren't going to miss her party anyway.
>A bro never leaves a bro hanging.
>Soon you're finished with the decorations and the two of you wait for guests to arrive.
>The room slowly fills up and the party gets started when Pinkie feels there's enough here.
>"Anon!"
>You already know where this is heading. You face Pinkie, expecting to see some sleazy mare but instead you're looking at Spitfire from the Wonderbolts.
>Your draw drops, this is one fine mare.
>Her slender and athletic body is one to be in awe over. You have no idea how Pinkie got her to come to the party and you're going to find out later but right now, you've got a mare to talk to.
"Hi, I'm Anon."
>"I know, Pinkie has told me a lot about you."
>Damn, that voice.
"Not everything I hope."
>"Why, do you have some dark secrets?"
>Her voice adopts a sultry tone, you have no idea what she's been told about you but clearly Pinkie said something right.
"No, I just like a little mystery, that's all."
>"I like that in a stallion."
"Would you like a drink?"
>"I'd love one."
>You give her a nod before walking off to the punch bowl. You don't even need to give Pinkie a signal, she knows to meet you.
"What did you tell her?"
>"Just how great of a bro you are."
"That's it? Because she's really eager."
>"I don't need to tell anypony much, you're exotic and one of a kind."
>She gives a giggle like it should have been obvious from the start.
"Well, thanks."
>"Anything for a bro, also I put a little 'something' in the punch."
>She gives you a mischievous grin that you return.
>You decide not to keep Spitfire waiting any longer, you grab some punch for her and yourself and turn to head back.
>As you spin around you notice she's already behind you.
>"Thought you might have run off on me."
"Wouldn't dream of it."
>You hand her a glass and she takes a sip.
>"That's good. I'm known to make things a little 'hot' under the collar."
>This mare.
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>The two of you spend the rest of the afternoon chatting and flirting away.
>You don't even notice everyone else has left the party, probably due to you both being very intoxicated.
>You're also not sure when but the conversation is about you and Pinkie.
"And then her party cannon went off, it nearly blew the door off and I'm sent up to the chandelier, hanging on for dear life."
>Spitfire bursts into laughter and you join in too.
>"You're a lot of fun, you know that?"
"I try."
>"Say, I'm staying at a hotel in town for a while. Maybe you'd like to come around later tonight and we'll have our own 'after-party'."
>The look in her half-lidded eyes says it all.
"I'd love to."
>"Great. Room 8, don't make me wait."
>You stay in your spot as you watch the mare leave. Her flank swings from side to side and just before she's out the door, her tail flicks to the side, giving you a tiny glimpse of her mare-hood. This mare knows how to tease.
>You take a deep breath as you contemplate what's about to happen.
>You're going to tap the ass of a wonderbolt, the captain too. You can't wait to rub it into Dash's face.
>You do a little victory fist-pump before you hear a giggle behind you.
>"Somepony's got a date."
"Damn straight. She's a fiery one, maybe that's why she's called Spitfire"
>"Hey, Anon."
"Yeah?"
>"Do you think she swallows or spits?"
>Pinkie turns into a giggling fit and you join in to the point of your ribs hurting.
>After you recover your sides, Pinkie begins to clean up the mess and you decide to help her out.
>The two of you spend the next few minutes cleaning and making jokes.
>Then she throws a half eaten cupcake at your head.
>You slowly turn to face her and see her eating the other half of the cupcake.
>"What?"
"Did you throw this at me?"
>"Nope, must have been the wind."
>You nod and go back to cleaning, shifting closer to the punch bowl every few seconds.
>When you're within arm's reach of it, you pick it up and creep over to an unsuspecting Pinkie.
>She has her back to you, but she can see your shadow on the floor.
>"Anon, what are you-"
>You tip the rest of the punch over her. She stands there with her mane hanging down in shock.
>"You're in for it now."
"Come at me bro!"
>She grabs a cupcake and dives into your chest. You can't stand your ground so you end up on your back, Pinkie pins your shoulders down before smearing the cupcake on your face.
>"Eat up Anon."
>You manage to push her off and not willing to let her get away with that, you scrape some icing off your own face and smear it on hers.
>The two of you share a laugh.
>"Anon, I prefer to be on top."
"What?"
>That's when you notice you've still got her pinned down, you quickly climb off her.
"Sorry."
>"It's okay," she gives you a warm smile before returning to cleaning and you follow suit.
>You clean up most of the mess before Pinkie speaks up.
>"I'll clean up the rest, you go clean yourself up. You can use the shower upstairs."
"You sure?"
>"Of course. You can't go to a mare's room looking so messy, what would Rarity say?"
"Talk my ear off for being so 'uncouth'. Thanks Pink."
>"You're welcome."
>You head upstairs and jump into the shower. You quickly strip and dive in, the warm water is refreshing, you feel more awake.
>The shower is smaller than yours at home but that's probably due to the ponies being smaller than you.
>Two small bottles sit in the corner, shampoo and conditioner. Why not? Pinkie won't mind.
>You open the shampoo and the scent of bubblegum and raspberry fill your senses.
>The smell is calming.
>You quickly clean yourself and hop out the shower, you hate it but you put on the same clothes because you don't have any clean ones here.
>When you walk back downstairs you see Pinkie has gotten the rest of the mess cleaned.
>"Hiya Nonny. Ooo, you smell good."
"Yeah, I borrowed some of your shampoo and conditioner, hope you don't mind."
>She gives a shake of her head as you look around the room, you can almost see a sparkle in the floor.
>"Thanks, you better go. Don't want to keep the Captain waiting."
"You're right, I'll catch you later."
>When you're out the door you hear a small squeak from the party pony so you turn and face her.
"Everything alright?"
>"I, um, was just wondering."
>She stares at her hoof as she scuffs it along the ground, a slight blush forms along her cheeks but her mane hides it from your view.
>"If maybe you'd like to have... A sleepover party?"
"Sure, who else is coming?"
>"J-Just, you and I. Tonight."
>Your body freezes in thought. Is she suggesting what you're thinking?
>You don't want to keep Spitfire waiting anymore, you want to go see her but something in your head is screaming to stay and it's impossible to ignore.
>Your heartbeat thumps throughout your body, your mind races and all you can think about is Pinkie.
"You don't have a couch or a spare bed for me to crash on though."
>The voice in your head starts screaming what an idiot you are and you agree, why did you say that?
>"You can spend the night in... My bed."
>Any thought of Spitfire go out the window, whether this leads to cuddling all night or something more, you want it.
"I'd love to."
>You follow her back inside and upstairs. You feel like you've gone on auto-pilot while your mind tries to catch up with situation.
>'Why?'
>The moment that question enters your mind, you pause. She turns to you, with a little smile of hope across her cheeks.
"I'm sorry, I've got to know. Why set me up with all those mares if you like me?"
>She takes a seat where she was standing and looks away in embarrassment.
>"I wanted to be... T-the one who made you happy."
>Her response only raises more questions, and she knows this so she takes a deep breath before looking you square in the eyes.
>"I kept setting you up with those mares before because I know you wouldn't go near them, I-I... was jealous."
>She hangs her head, clearly disappointed in herself. You're heart aches at the sight of her being upset, it's making you want to pick her up into a tight hug but you need to hear this first.
>"I then realised I wasn't being a fair 'bro' to you, I was trying to make sure nobody could have you. So when I met Spitfire, I told her about you and she was really eager to meet you."
>'I knew that already,' you think to yourself, nearly having to bite your tongue to prevent letting that slip.
>"I'm sorry Anon," she slinks down to the floor and lays there.
>You draw in a long deep breath before kneeling down to lift Pinkie into your arms.
>You wrap her in a warm embrace and she slowly wraps her forehooves around you to return it.
>"You're missing out on a night with a wonderbolt, you know?"
"Lucky you're worth it."
>Her embrace around you tightens.
>You carry her to the bed and climb under the covers with her, she remains attached to you the whole time.
>You stroke her mane, wrapping your fingers around and through it. The raspberry and bubblegum scent invades your senses, it's just as calming as before. It takes a few minutes before she drifts to sleep, her peaceful smile across her face brings a smile to your own.
>You lay there awake as you go over everything that happened today.
>You can't help but think what you've missed out on, another look at Pinkie sleeping face reassures you.
"Worth it."