The Tell-Tale Panties (Butterscotch & Rarity short)

>Butterscotch sat at his outdoor table, staring into his cup of tea
>he was patiently tapping his hooves together
>their tea was about to go cold
>This wasn't like her...
"oh, where is she?"
>he quietly said to himself
>she would have sent word if she had to cancel
>a worried look grew on his face
>What if something bad happ-
>No, no. it's only been about ten minutes
>But...
>plenty of things can happen in ten minutes...
>as the stallion contemplated making a new pot of tea or forming a search party, he heard the light clip-clop of hooves on the walkway to his home
>just as he raised his head, he saw the white unicorn run around his gate and into his backyard
>"Oh Butterscotch, darling"
>she said panting
>while slowing down to a stop at his table
>"I am SO SORRY for being late!"
"It's okay, Rarity"
>she had already taken her seat across from him
>breathing deep, trying to catch her breath
>"But... I did get... those little tea cakes we both... love so much"
>she dug around her saddlebags, pulled out a fancily wrapped container and set it on the table
>Scotch smiled, he was genuinely touched by her kindness
>with a shake of her head, her mane was back to it's normally styled self
>and she seemed to had caught her breath
>"And I'm surprised that you were still waiting, darling."
"Oh, I wouldn't miss one of our tea parties for the world!"
>A tea party didn't seem like the most manly thing, but hey, he did get to spend time with a lovely mare
>and Scotch did love to spend time with lovely mares
"but, um, If you don't mind me asking, Rarity, why did you, um, happen to be late?"
>"Oh, I had to take Sweetie Belle to our parent's house. That little miss is grounded."
>Sweetie wasn't really the one to start things
>it was usually the other crusaders
>but it must have been something big to make her get grounded...
"Grounded? Why?"
>the mare finished sipping her tea before answering him
>"Oh, it's just some... things... have gone missing from the boutique lately."
>Butterscotch's eyes grew wide and his heart seemed to skip a beat
>"I mean, she knows I don't mind letting her use some of my materials every now and again, but she does know to ask before she lets her and her friends use them."
"Y-yeah..."
>"But some of my more personal things seemed to be misplaced."
"L-l-like what's g-gone mis-sing?"
>"Oh, some of my valuable trinkets seemed to be moved around also. Like great-grandma's pincushion and her old thimble."
"O-oh that, that's..."
>"But the thing that really got me was she was rummaging around..."
>the mare seemed to turn a faint shade of red
>"...in my drawer of unmentionables."
>Butterscotch could feel the panic start to set in
>Rarity sipped her tea and daintily dabbed her napkin to her mouth before continuing
>"And just between you and I, Scotch, I still have a pair or two of panties unaccounted for"
>Butterscotch's teacup began to tremble in his hoof
>She didn't know it was him, did she?
>that he had took a pair of her panties?
>it was just sitting on her dresser...
>all pink and frilly...
>he didn't even know why he took them
"Bb-but why ww-ould she..."
>"I don't know what's come over that filly. But she should know better than to mess with other ponies personal belongings."
>Butterscotch gulped
>"And she is too young to be wearing something like that, so I don't even know what she was going to do with them."
"I-i-i..."
>"But the worst part is, she won't even tell me where she hid them! The nerve..."
"um, Rarity..."
>"Yes, dear?"
"How l-long is s-she in trouble for?"
>"Three weeks."
"T-three weeks?!"
>oh no
>"It may seem a bit harsh, but she's been pushing it a bit lately. And even though she may miss that little festival the school is having, she needs to learn her lesson."
>Butterscotch could feel his heart breaking
>an innocent pony was going to have to pay for something he done
>
>No.
>he couldn't let that happen
>it wasn't in him
"r-r-Rarity..."
>"Hm?" she said levitating a tea cake to her mouth
"w-ww-What i-if, it wwasn't s-Sweetie?"
>"Hmm..."
>he just stared as she thought
>"Then that means there is a bad pony out there somewhere."
>Butterscotch could feel tears in the corner of his eyes
>was he really going to go through with this?
>that poor little filly...
>Rarity pounded her hoof onto the table, almost startling Butterscotch into flying off
>"And if I were to happen upon this hypothetical bad pony, I don't know what I'd do."
>oh, she sounds mad
>Butterscotch's breathing became quicker
>"I do know that I'd have some stern words for them!"
>Scotch was gritting his teeth watching her intensely gesture about
>"Especially if they took my panties! I would tell them that they are a terrible, perverted low life!"
>Scotch was whimpering, almost on the verge of tears
>"Oh, what I'd do if I found them..."
>her tone went from stern to soft
>"Scotch? You alright?"
"I..."
>he couldn't fess up
>Rarity would be mad at him forever
>he could lose a great friend
>all because of his sordid interests
>and if he lost Rarity, his whole circle of friends could break up
>they would all be mad at him
>his filthy, perverted self
>they would all slowly drift apart, never talking to him again
>he couldn't tell
>he would have to live with this
>he could do it...
>everypony has secrets
>right?
>carrying this weight to his grave...
>he'd have to
>
>an image of a teary-eyed Sweetie Belle flashed in his head
>she was young and innocent
>she didn't even do anything
>and he was going to pin all this on her
>his own filthy perversions...
>
>his heart broke inside his chest
>he couldn't do this.
>his heart was too big for him to be like this
>he felt a tear stream down his cheek
>"Butterscotch, dear, are you crying?"
"i d.. .."
>he barely whispered it
>"What was that, darling?
"i did it"
>"Wha-"
>he slammed both hooves to the table, causing the mare to jump
>he stared her straight in the eyes
"I DID IT!"
>the mare had her mouth hanging open in shock
"I did it, Rarity! I took your panties!"
>tears began streaming from his eyes
"I am a terrible, perverted low life!"
>he lowered his head to the table and started sobbing loudly
>"butterscotch..."
>Rarity said softly to him
>she went to lay a hoof on his head
>he batted it away as he turned his head back up to face her
"I'll understand, Rarity, if you want to hate me forever, and if you never want to see me again..."
>he told her through his tears and sobs
>"scotch..."
"But I just couldn't let Sweetie Belle be in trouble for something I done!"
>he got up and quickly flew through his door
>she got up to follow him, but before she made it to the door, he was coming back through it
>Scotch flew up to Rarity and put a pink, balled up piece of cloth into her hooves
"HERE, Here, take them! I don't even want to see them again!"
>he fell to the ground sobbing
>"Scotch..."
>she began to examine the cloth when the stallion wrapped his legs around her
"Please forgive me... I was a bad pony..."
>she unfolded the panties to look at them
>"Scotch, wh-"
>the stallion sniffed before speaking up
"I was a very bad pony, Rarity. I put them on my head, and I smelled them a lot, and I even-"
>Butterscotch was wailing now
"I put them on, Rarity. I put them on myself and I walked around my house, and even though they barely fit me, and it was tight and a couple of my parts kept popping out, I felt kinda pretty..."
>he had let go of her and was now laying on the ground crying
"But it's because you're so pretty. And I don't know why I did it..."
>"Scotch"
"And... I, I-i-i..."
>he looked up to her from the ground
"I stained them."
>she began to feel the wetness of the cloth
"I stained your pretty panties Rarity. I used them this morning... and I... I got carried away. I rubbed myself with them, and I, and I... came... and I made a mess in them."
>she put a hoof onto his head and started lightly patting his hair
>he continued to cry while lying on the ground for a few minutes
>and she just continued to pat his head
>as his tears started to let up, he spoke up to her
"can... can you ever forgive a bad, dirty pony like me?"
>"Butterscotch, it's alright. I forgive you."
"really?"
>"Yes. It's fine."
>he got up from the ground and they sat there in silence for a few moments
>she was still looking at his stain on the cloth in her hooves
>"Butterscotch, did you really mean that when you said I was so pretty?"
"I- um... yes... i'm sorry..."
>"Don't apologize for that, darling."
>she smiled to him
>after a few seconds, she spoke up
>"Butterscotch, where did you find these panties?"
"They were on your dresser. I took them the other day when I was there. I still don't know why i did..."
>"um, Butterscotch..."
>she wiped a tear from his cheek as he looked at her
>she cleared her throat
>"Dear, these are Twilight's. She left them at my house last week when we had a sleepover. I've been meaning to give these ba-"
*THUD*
>she looked down to see that Butterscotch had fainted at her hooves