Dash and Film fly silently next to each other high above the rolling green ground below them. Dash rubs her arm as she looks over at Film, who was looking down at the ground below them. Dash looks away, trying to think up a conversation to pass the time.
"How has your job been doing?" Dash asks, getting Film's attention. He straightens up and looks over at her before responding with a little smile.
"Pretty good," Film shrugs. "I've started to take on more director rolls. I've sort of hit a dry spell of ideas,"
"You'll think of somthing new," Dash repsonds with a big smile, gently hitting his shoulder with her own. "And it will be just as great as anything you've made before," Dash moves back to her spot a bit away from him.
"Have you even watched any of my movies?" Film asks, raising an eyebrow. One ear flopping against his head.
"No," Dash admits as she quickly looks down at the ground before looking back at him. "But that doesn't mean they aren't good," Dash says, pointing her hoof at him.
"Good point," Film responds back with a little smile as his ears return to normal. "So how are you doing?"
"It's been slow," Dash responds. "We don't have any performances this month due to this race," Dash says, absent mindedly waving her hoof around the air. "And there are no practises these next two weeks, also because of the race,"
"Got an eye on any stallions?" Film asks. Dash responds by turning towards him with a deadpand expression. "Or mare," Film replies, raising his hooves up in defence. "I don't judge. You'r looking at a guy who likes both. Both is also good,"
"I don't have an eye for one," Dash responds back. Her face softening up with a smile forming. "I have a stallion,"
"OOOoooooohhh…" Film responds like a little filly finding out about a crush. "Who is it?" Film asks, pulling his arms up against his neck while leaning a bit closer to Dash.
"You're denser then I thought you were," Dash responds, gently pushing Film away.
"What?" Film responds, relaxing as it dawns on him. "It's Soarin, isn't it?"
"There you go," Dash responds, clapping her hooves together very slowly. "I can't believe that took you so long,"
"You have to remember," Film responds back. "I'm also the stallion who didn't get my own brother's hints when he was trying to tell us he had a kid on the way,"
"I rember that," Dash responds with a little node.
"There she be," Film says, spotting the city sky line. The sparkeling city runs along a cost line with pegasus flying in and out of the city.
"Manehatten," Dash replies with a hint of annoyance in her voice. "The city of drunks and fashion designers,"
"Bad time I take it," Film responds, turning to face Dash.
"Multiple," Dash responds back.
"At least you've been," Film responds. "That means one of us knows were we are going,"
"It's a fricken maze down there," Dash says, rolling her eyes. "Who ever designed that city was a mad mare,"
"I could say that about Canterlot," Film wispears under his breath as the two head for the ground.
(Time Skip)
Film and Dash walk into the hotel room laughing. "And I thought you told me he was stoick and cocky," Dash chuckles as she closes the door behind them. Around both of their necks are necklaces with little blue gems on them that slowly dim back down.
"He's just a giant teddy bear," Film responds, walking over to the two separate beds. "At least he knows how to have a good time," Film responds with a cheeky smile with a light blush forming on his face as a warm memory forms in his head.
"I could show you a good time," Dash says mockingly as she nuges Film with her hip. Film looks at her deadpaned, trying to hold back a little smile. "To much?" Dash asks, a bit worried.
"Not enough," Film responds, tackling Dash to the ground. The two burst out laughing as Dash's face turns bright red. "I forgot how much fun you were," Film says, getting up and helping Dash up. Who looks away, trying to hid her blush behind her prism colored hair.
"That's me," Dash responds with her confident smile as she turns back to face him.
"So," Film says, turning away and walking over to the bed. "We have a good amount of time to kill before night fall," Film says before jumping up and flopping onto the bed stomach first. "What do you want to do?" Film asks, watching as Dash does the same thing with her bed.
"I don't know," Dash shrugs while puffing up the cloud pillow. "Usually I nap most of the day,"
"That explains why I can never get a letter back from you," Film responds with a little chukel as he turns his entier body towards her. He rests his head onto his hoof as he lets his other arm just drap over the side of the bed.
"Do you have any suggestion," Dash responds, turning away and fidgeting with the pillow in her hooves. A small red blush forming on her cheeks.
"I saw a bar on the way here," Film responds.
"I hope you didn't run into it," Dash responds, turning to look at him with a cheekie smile. Film rolls his eyes at her bad joke before replying back.
"I mean a pub," Film slides off the bed and lands onto his hooves. "Are you coming or what?" Film asks, turning and walking towards the door. His gem around his neck glowing a bit brighter as the door unlocks.
"You asking me out?" Dash responds with a big smile as she stands up. "I didn't know you swang that way,"
"I would never betray my stallion," Film responds in a mocking offended tone while placing his hoof over his chest.
"Good," Dash responds, jumping off the bed and heading over to him. "Because I wouldn't betray mine either," Dash says, opening the door up. The two exiting the room before closing the door and heading down the hallway.
(Time Skip)
Film lifts back his head as he drinks down a shot glass full of whisky. Dash doing the same thing before the two slam down their glass cups onto the bar. Film swallows as his body reflexfly tries to spit out the liquid sliding down his neck. Dash looks over at him with a cheekie smile as he struggles to keep the liquid down.
"How does anypony like this stuff?" Film asks. His nose rinkaling as he looks down at the glass in his hoof.
"You don't drink enough do you?" Dash asks, nudging him.
"You're talking to a professional lightweight," Film responds, pointing at himself before burping. He covers his mouth as a blush forms on his face. Dash chuckles as Film uncovers his mouths. "Excuse me," Film chuckles out.
"You're gonna be doing that a lot more soon," Dash responds as the bartender returns. "Another whisky please," Dash says as she slides off the stool.
"I'll do a light wine," Film responds. The bartender nods before walking off.
"Pussy," Dash wispears as she turns around and walks away.
"Last time I checked I am not a mare!" Film shouts back at Dash. Dash rolls her eyes as she walks into the bathroom. Film smiles before turning back around. The bartender sets his drink in front of him with Dash's next to him. "Thank you," Film says, grabbing his drink before taking a swig of it.
"She your mare friend?" a mare next to him asks before she takes a swig of her drink. Film looks over at her with confusion. The mare is a blue unicorn with long light blue hair tied off in a pony tail. Her eyes are a very light orange with glasses resting on her nose.
"You talking to me?" Film asks, pointing at himself.
"Who els," The mare gestures around at the empty stools around them.
"No," Film responds before sipping on his drink. "Why would you want to know?"
"Out of boredom," the mare responds back, leaning her head on her hoof.
"Are you here alone?" Film asks.
"Yep," the mare responds back, taking a sip of her drink. "I can see at least you have someone to talk to,"
"Ya," Film responds, looking down at his drink. His reflection looks back at him before smiling at him. Film blinks in a bit shock. His reflection turns back to normal. "I didn't get your name,"
"I'm Velvet Star," Star says, straightening up and looking over at him with a little smile.
"I'm Film Wheel," Film responds with a little smile of his own.
"Eather your parents hated you," Star says, taking a sip of her drink before continuing. "Or you invented the Film Wheel,"
"My brother did," Film responds back. "He named it after me,"
"Bold statement to make," Star responds back as Film takes a sip from his drink. "Do you have evidence to back that up?"
"Do you know the name of the inventor?" Film asks, looking over at Star.
"Dr. Flask," Star responds back.
"His entier name is Acid Flask," Film says before taking another sip of his drink.
"That proves nothing," Star responds back. "But on that topic, do you have any favorit movies?"
"Favorit movies?!" Film laghs as he chokes on his drink. He hits his hoof against his chest before swallowing the stuck liquid down his throat. "Do you have any idea who I am?" Star shakes her head. "Have you watched Top Gun?"
"Ya?" Star responds back as Film takes a sip from his drink while looking for the bartender.
"And I thought I was dense," Film wsipears before he flags down the bartender. The stallion walks over to him. "I want another light wine,"
"What, you a light weight?" Star asks.
"Very," Film responds back as the bartender goes to fill up a glass. A small smile slowly creeps onto Star's face as Film turns away. The smile turns into a wicked grin, almost evil like as an idea forms in her head.
"What do you do for a living?" Star asks, her face returning back to normal as Film grabs his drink from the bartender.
"I'm a film director," Film responds back, turning to look over at her.
"OOohhhhh," Star responds as Dash walks out of the bathroom and over to Film.
"I'm heading…" Dash is stopped by her own yawn. "To the hotel, you coming?"
"I'll stay a bit," Film responds back.
"Don't get to drunk," Dash says as she walks over to the door.
"You'd like that slow poke!" Film yells, turning and watching Dash walk away. Star switches his drink with her drink. Film turns around and takes a sip form the drink before wincing a bit. "Wierd tast," Film responds, smacking his lips. "Didn't know wine could go bad,"
"Or he added something new to it," Star responds back.
"Good point," Film responds before quickly downing the drink before seting the empty glass down.
"That wasn't an invitation to drink the entier thing," She responds with a little smile.
"There wasn't much," Film hiccups in the middle of his sentence. "Left," Film giggles a bit at his hiccup. "See, I'm a light weight," She giggles back as Film hiccups again. "I sould probably stop drinking,"
"Come on," Star says, pushing over the drink she stole from him. "Just a few more," Star sweetly smiled.
"Why not," Film shrugs before taking a sip of the drink. "The worst that could happen is a headache,"
"You might need some food before you go to sleep," Star responds.
"I think bread is supposed to help," Film replies, scratching his chin before shrugging.
(Time Skip)
Film stumbals out of the bar and into the streets laughing with Star fallowing behind him. The night sky had just appeared as the moon starts to slowly rise over the horizon. Film starts to fall over, but Star quickly runs over and pushes him a bit to keep him up right. "Come on, we need to get you back to your hotel,"
"What's the rush," Film asks, hiccuping in the middle of his sentence, causing him to start laughing again. He wraps an arm around Star's neck and leans on her as the two walk down the road.
"I think that pretty mare might be worried for you," Star responds back.
"Her hair is pretty," Film admits while drunkenly knoding. "Can you keep a secret?" Film asks, looking down at her.
"Of cource," Star responds with a little smile.
"I think she has a pretty good rump," Film wispears into Stars ear. Star lets out a little laugh as Film pulls back a bit. "What's so funny?"
"You sounded like a school filly when saying that," Star responds.
"I can't have her knowing how much I like her," Film responds with a little pout.
"Don't you have a husband?" Star asks.
"How do you know that?" Film asks.
Star deadpans before responding with, "You told me,"
"Oh…" Film responds with relisation on his face. "Right," Film scratches the back of his head. "That doesn't mean I can't admirer a good rump from time to time,"
"That is a fare point," Star responds, gently turning him down an alleyway.
"This isn't the way back to the hotel," Film says, looking around the alleyway.
"You're right," Star responds with a big smile. "But it's going to be a lot more fun," Star says before pulling away from him. Film stumbals a bit to try and keep his balance.
"Star, what's going…" Film is stopped mid sentence when two other mares come out of the corners of the alleyway and tackle him to the ground. One mare holds down his right arm while the other holds down his left arm.
"You got a good one this time," one mare comments while looking over Film.
"No far," The other mare complains. "You always get the hunky stallions,"
"Mabye be more confident and they would fall for you," Star responds stepping over Film as he struggles against the two mares. "Stop struggling," Star says, looking down at Film with a kind smile. "It only makes this harder for you," Star says, gently placing a hoof under his chin and lifting his head to look up at her.
"What are you going to do to me?" Film asks.
"What I do to every beautiful huncky stallion," Star says, licking her lips before sitting down on his lap. Film's eyes widen as she sits directly onto his dick. Her rump is surprisingly soft again his now slowly hardening cock.
"Get off of me!" Film yells, trying to buck the mare off of him while tring to rip his arms free of the other two mares. His arms barley budge as Star chuckles.
"I've waited to long to turn back now," Star says before looking back behind her to his dick growing between her ass cheeks. "Besides, it looks like you're enjoying it to,"
"My dick and my brain are two diffrent things!" Film yells in anger as he struggles against the group.
"Could you please shut him up?" Star asks, looking over at one of the mares. The mare unties a neckercheff from around her neck and quickly titan it around Film's muzzle like a make shift dog muzzle cage. Film attempts to talk, but the neckercheff keeps his mouth shut.
"Stop struggling and this will be over much faster," Star responds, slowly rubbing her rump against his two foot long throbbing cock. Film's body shivers in pleaser as he struggles against the two mares. Tears start forming his eyes as his heart starts to race. "Damn, you're one big stallion," Star says, looking back at his dick throbing between her ass. "The Bold fellow is one lucky stallion,"
"And is a much better pony then you!" Film tries yelling, but it ends up as a mumbal as he continues to struggle against the mares.
"This will only take a few minutes," Star says, standing up before lining up herself with his dick. "Just think of that mare you like so much," Stare says before slamming his dick deep inside of her. She lets out a happy, ear piercing moan as a shot of pleaser runs up Film's body.
"Dash would never do this!" Film yells in his head as his senses become numb. Star rocking up and down on his dick becoming all that he can feel. Tears running down his cheeks as his mind starts to wonder. "She wound't do this… would she?" The doubt starts to seed it's self in his head as time slowly ticks on.
"See," Star says, standing up as liquid drips out of her and down her leg. "That wasn't hard," Star says as the other mares stand up and leave Film in laying in his own tears and fluids.
"How was he?" One mare asks as the group walks off, leaving Film staring off at the sky dased and confused.