A Very Fishy Batpony

15 March 2015

10:00 Inky gets a bucket of fresh fish dumped on her

10:01 Serilde was wondering nearby when she saw a soaked Inky, who smelled absolutely delicious. She perks up and smiles at the mare.

10:02 Inky picks herself out of the pile of fish, soaked in icy, fishy water. A few fish slide off her back as she shakes herself off. The mare waves off the profusely apologizing fishmonger and sighs. She turns back towards her house, not spotting Serilde, and starts to slowly plod back.

10:03 Serilde purchases a couple of fine specimines from the fish monger and swallows them down. Afterwards, she catches up with Inky and begins to stalk behind the wonderful smelling mare, watching her like she might her prey. She hopes that Inky might beside to take a shortcut through a back alley so that she might have some fun.

10:04 Inky spreads her soaked, slimy wings and gives them a cursory flap, then makes a face. She had no desire to fly with her wings like that. The bat pony folds them back up and turns into an alley, wanting to get home as soon as possible so she can her herself cleaned off. The hot sun only accentuates the smell of the mare; earlier it'd been hot enough for her to get sweaty, though that was now the least

10:05 Inky of her problems.

10:06 < Inky> (and now I bike home. Be back in 15)

10:07 < Inky> (Serilde ^)

10:08 < -> King_Sombra is now known as PowderPrancer

10:11 < -> PowderPrancer is now known as King_Sombra

10:12 Serilde takes a deep breath of the heavily fishy scent that permeated the mare, and braces to pounce when it looked like she migh try to take off, but then relaxes as Inky changes her mind. Quickly Serilde follows Inky into the alley and waits till their both out of sight, before pouncing at her with a screech.

10:13 Inky stiffens with shock when she hears the griffon's attack screech. The surprised mare tries to whirl around and see the source of noise at the same time she tries to run away, accomplishing neither. Serilde scores a direct hit on the smaller pony, easily pinning her down.

10:14 < -> King_Sombra is now known as PowderPrancer

10:15 Serilde squawks in delight as she collides with Inky and after a slight bit of sliding, pins the mare to the ground. She leans forward and licks across the mare's tasty ear, tickling inside it as she gets the flavors of spice, fish and salt. "Mmmmmmmmm," She purrs contentedly.

10:16 < -> CRL is now known as Chocolate_Chip|Phone

10:17 < -> Chocolate_Chip|Phone is now known as Chocolate_Chip

10:18 Inky grunts as the formel uses her weight to pin her down. Serilde can tell from how the mare is breathing that she's scared, but her weak struggles don't make any headway against the expert grappler. The lick at the bat pony's ear makes her squeal, shivering under the formel's body. Inky hadn't managed to get a look at the griffon before she was tackled, and now she can't turn her head enough, leaving

10:19 Inky her unaware as to the identity of her assailant. "S-Serilde?" she squeaks, thinking the griffon's voice sounded slightly familiar -- or at least, like a griffon's voice, and not a pony's. "Is that you?"

10:20 Serilde laughs excitedly as the mare's fear is practically palpable in the air, tingling her instincts. Serilde deepens her voice as she responds, wanting to prolong the sensual experience for as long as possible. Beneath her she can feel the rapid breathing and quickend pulse of her 'prey.' "Serilde? Who is this Serilde of who you speak? And what's you're name, delicous pony?"

10:21 < -> Tihan is now known as Tihan|Noms

10:22 Inky squirms and whimpers as the voice she hears doesn't sound anything like what she remembers now. "Serilde's my friend!" she blurts out. "Inky! I'm Inky," the pony squeaks, her voice shaking. "Now let me go!" She tries to kick back at the griffon, but it's completely ineffectual.

10:23 < -> Chocolate_Chip is now known as CRL

10:24 Serilde grunts as the ineffectual kick still lands, even if it doesnt really hurt her. "Well...miss Inky, I'll let you go, but only after I've had a bit of fun with you." Serilde grabs the other ear in her beak and nibbles on it, sucking away the flavor and biting just shy of real pain.

10:25 < Inky> (sort of giving up on the charade already? :o )

10:26 < Inky> (I was hoping to get to make Inky threaten to bite her way out to get Serilde to reveal herself)

10:27 < Serilde> (Nah its not in Serildes voice...though maybe I should edit that.)

10:28 < Inky> (well, yeah, but like, telling her that she'll let her go)

10:29 < Serilde> (I suppose)

10:30 Serilde grunts as the ineffectual kick still lands, even if it doesnt really hurt her. "Well...miss Inky, I think you are just a tad too tasty to let go. That fish did wonders to your flavor." Serilde grabs the other ear in her beak and nibbles on it, sucking away the flavor and biting just shy of real pain.

10:31 < Serilde> (I figured Inky would probably see if Serilde ate her...but maybe if She went legs first)

10:32 < Seaward_Skies> (Or /very/ quickly headfirst)

10:33 < Inky> (eh, I'd allow her to open her beak and angle it enough that Inky couldn't see enough before getting stuffed in)

10:34 < Inky> (bbaib thing)

10:35 < -> Sap|Away is now known as Saphling

10:36 Inky 's eyes widen and her fear intensifies. "W-What?" the frightened mare says. "No, you can't *eat* me!" She bucks again and redoubles her efforts to escape as Serilde bites her other ear. The feeling of the griffon's tongue licking over and coaxing the flavor out of her ear tufts fuels her efforts, and the formel can feel Inky suck in a deep breath to scream for help.

10:37 < -> Tihan|Noms is now known as Tihan

10:38 Serilde reaches a claw forward to clamp it around her mouth to prevent her from screaming and wraps her hind legs around the mare's legs to prevent her kicking. She undoes the bun and slowly drags her free claw through Inky's mane, scratching lightly at the flesh behind. "I hope you squirm like this all the way down."

10:39 Inky lets out a loud "mmmmmmph!" when Serilde clamps her talons over her muzzle. The bat pony thrashes as hard as she can, finding the claws tracing down her neck deeply unsettling. She keeps grunting and struggling as Serilde prepares to eat her, not one to give up without a fight.

10:40 Serilde smiles wider as Inky squirms harder. She presses her beak to Inky's forehead and and works it down to the mare's snout before she opens wide and takes in the tip, licking over her snout. All the mare can see of the griffon, however, is just her cream colored chin as she does so.

10:41 Inky whimpers when she's pressed into the underside of the griffon's neck, her vision filling with cream feathers. She feels the rough tongue lashing over her muzzle, licking off her fishy, spicy flavor. The tip of her snout feels the warmth of Serilde's maw, giving her a hint of what was to come.

10:42 Serilde releases her claw off of Inky's snout and instead puts it under her chin to cause the mare to look up for an easier time swallowing. The hard beak pushes down over her snout, slowly enveloping her fur in a warm watery spit as it moves in deeper, enveloping her vision in darkness.

10:43 Inky gets out one muffled, panicked squeal before her mouth is forced shut again by Serilde's rippled palate. Tears form in her eyes, salty trails running down the mare's cheeks as the formel sinks down on her. The griffon's mouth smells strongly of... fish, unsurprisingly, which isn't much of a change for the bat pony.

10:44 Serilde tastes the wonderful salt streaming from the mare's eyes, but doesnt put two and tow together to realize that she's crying, or else Serilde might feel a bit more guilty about her cruel trick. As Inky' reaches the back of he throat, the formel swallows, plunging her into the rippling tunnel beyond. Serilde sits backards to make the feat easier, clamping Inky's forehooves to her sides as she does so.

10:45 Inky flails with her hindlegs, kicking frantically at Serilde's chest, but the angle makes the blows lose most of their force. She feels the griffon's tongue slurp over her eyes, covering her face in the slimy spit, before Serilde swallows and pulls her into her tight, rippling throat. Normally the bat pony wouldn't have minded so much, but now the thought that she might not come back out loomed in her

10:46 Inky mind as an uncomfortably real possibility. She whimpers, making the griffon's neck vibrate just a little as it bulges out with the shape of her head.

10:47 < -> CRL is now known as Chocolate_Chip

10:48 < Inky> (yeah, her hindlegs are facing the wrong way to actually kick at anything)

10:49 Serilde rumbles around the mare, purring happily as her struggles excite those darker parts of her brain, happilly swallowing her down further down, her beak creeping past inky's shoulders and locking her hooves to her side. The griffon lets out a pleasant rumble around the mare as she deeply enjoys her.

10:50 < Serilde> (Woo repeating part of a post...thats what I get for distracting myself halfway through D:)

10:51 < -> Chocolate_Chip is now known as CRL

10:52 Inky keeps squirming as much as she can, rubbing against the tight, squeezing walls of Serilde's throat. She feels the heat of the griffon's maw envelop her shoulders and start working its way down over her chest, sealing more of her into the hot, stuffy darkness. She feels the formel rumble around her, adding to the organic squelching sounds that accompany her descent.

10:53 Serilde licks over the mare as she progresses, tasting her flavorful fur and getting her covered in her slickened saliva before each gulp. The formel backs up and clenches Inky close to her, rearing up on her hind legs as she shifts Inky into a more comfortable position, facing down on her and pushign her in with her weight. Each swallow brings the mare closer and closer to her final resting place until Inky squishes into the looser crop where she's greeted with the smell of two fish still in the sack.

10:54 < -> Seaward_Skies is now known as Seaward_Away

10:55 Inky slowly slips down into Serilde's maw, each swallow dragging more of the bat pony past the griffon's gaping beak and into her bulging throat. The rippling muscles squeeze over Inky each time, thoroughly coating her in thick slime, until finally the mare's face pokes through into a more open spot. "You can't do this!" she yells, her voice muffled through the layers of flesh. The only response the bat

10:56 Inky pony gets is a gentle stroke from outside as the formel feels over the bulges in her neck, then continues swallowing. Serilde's prey squeaks as the griffon's muscles shove her face against the two fish, grinding her body against them as she's forced to curl up. Once Inky's hindlegs slip into the griffon's maw, a couple more swallows are all it takes to send the rest of the bat pony sliding down the

10:57 Inky tight throat. The bulges travel down Serilde's feathered neck and empty into her crop, which stretches and bulges as it's forced to accept an entire pony.

10:58 < Inky> (figure I should let Serilde enjoy Inky for a few moments before she starts struggling again)

10:59 < Inky> (violently, anyway)

11:01 < -> eyeburn is now known as Starburn

11:04 Serilde rumbles around the mare as each swallow brings her further and further inside, forcing her to curl up with the smelly fish. Once Inky Is fully restrained, she strokes the bulge, enjoying her movements as she slowly fills her crop. Finally, her hooves enter the griffon's mouth and she curls her tongue aroudn them, pushing them to the back of her throat before giving one finaly swallow, sealing the mare inside with a steadily retreating tail. She sucks on the hairs, purring at the flavor befor collapsine backwards and nuzzleing her beak against the squirming bulge in her crop. "Mmmm, Well I think I just did do that. Continue squirming for me~ It feels wonderful," she replies, rubbing her talons over the bulge.

11:05 < Inky> (hey Serilde, do you think Inky should use her fangs a little, to show she means it, or just threaten to?)

11:06 < Serilde> (She probably should)

11:07 Inky goes still for a moment in the hot, cramped sack, dazed from having just flipped upside down, then resumes her struggling. "Let me out!" the mare yells, fighting as best she can with the small space full of her own body and two slimy fish. The warm, wet fish rest on her belly, reminding her that this griffon was trying to use her for food. "You forgot something," the mare yells, pulling her lips

11:08 Inky back. "I have fangs! If you don't spit me up, I'll tear you open!" The bat pony shoves her muzzle into the slimy wall and presses her fangs into the stretchy flesh, drawing some blood.

11:09 < Inky> ( Serilde ^ )

11:10 Serilde purrs as she feels the mare writhing around, patting the struggling mare happily. "I dont think so. I'm enjoying you, and you cant stop it." The griffon lets out a loud screech of pain as the fangs pierce the wall of her crop, adding her blood to the slime covering Inky. "Ooch! I...I probably deserved that..." She says, letting her false voice fall away. "But...I just couldnt help but scare you! It was so much fun Inky." She responds with a pained laugh. "Just please dont bite me again."

11:11 Inky winces, but her mouth curls in a grim smile when she hears the griffon's screech. "That's right," she snarls, but the griffon's changed voice gives her pause -- she'd heard it for two long days when she was trapped in here before. "Wait, Serilde?!" she squeaks out, surprised. "Is that really you?" The bat pony feels warmth slowly trickling onto her from the wounds she'd inflicted, and her mouth

11:12 Inky twists.

12:32 < Inky> (she's still unsettled, to put it lightly)

12:36 < Inky> (d'you think featherbrain is a slur, Serilde? probably still mild... )

12:37 < Serilde> (I feel like applejack may have used it, but I'm not sure..._

12:37 < Serilde> (But ya, possibly)

12:37 < Inky> (I think she did, yeah. Should have said birdbrain :B )

12:56 < Inky> (should Serilde know where she lives? I think it'd be funnier if Inky had to give her directions)

12:57 < Serilde> (nah, she shouldnt. Also I think Serilde will only give her a 'bath' first)

12:57 < Inky> (I'm toying with having her bite need some kind of medical attention)

12:59 < Inky> (hehe, but Serilde going to Inky's house and then refusing to let her out is amusing too)

13:14 < Inky> (would Serilde have let her keep her little neck pouch if she were wearing it?)

13:14 < Serilde> (Ya, I think so :P)

13:15 < Inky> (excellent, that can be where the key to her house is :B )

13:26 < Inky> (and this is the first time Serilde explicitly finds out she's bleeding)

13:35 < Serilde> (Ooops sorry)

14:14 < Inky> (hopefully Inky doesn't drop the key :B )

14:14 < Serilde> (I like the idea of Serilde being forced to swallow her own claw :B)

14:15 < Inky> (and have them meet in the middle, somehow?)

14:15 < Serilde> (They might be forced to wait for the next pellet :P

14:15 < Serilde> (Yep thats what I was thnking)

14:25 < Serilde> (I kind of want Inky to suggest it, so that she can protest/complain.

15:39 < Serilde> (Aww man...did Inky run off?)

15:41 < Inky> (no, I'm here)

15:41 < Serilde> (You just thought my shower would be long, didn't you? :B)

15:42 < Inky> (you never said you were going to shower, lol, didn't know until you got back from it)

15:43 < Serilde> (I did in OOC :B)

15:43 < Serilde> (10 minutes before I said I was back)

15:47 < Inky> (going to have Serilde avail herself of Inky's shower products?)

15:47 < Serilde> (Nah~)

16:10 < Inky> (boops Serilde :v )

16:11 < Serilde> (Sorry dealing w/ that company not actually contacting me when they called me and said they would D:)

16:11 < Serilde> (And, I've failed to creep on his email address but I found one that might work.)

16:25 < Inky> (as if.. hm. "as if you weren't unconvincing enough just now!" )

10:00 Serilde rolls her her side at Inky's protests, taking her weight off the pony and getting comfrotable as she feels the mare's movements. "Ugh...I mean...but this makes me reliant on other ponies and stuff...its not really something I want to like..." she says with a huff, "I should be more indepentent than this, especially since I cant just grab some random pony off the street...I shouldnt have to rely on anyone."

10:01 < Serilde> (PLease feel free to suggest tweaks and stuff...I'm having trouble getting into her head on this issue right now. D: )

10:02 < Serilde> (I dont know that that's completely Serilde...though it is sillies so its not as important.)

10:03 Inky stretches out as much as she can in the tight space, wrapping against the curve of the griffon's chest. "What?" she says, giggling. "You're not dependent on me! You don't *need* this, you silly griffon!"

10:04 < Inky> (oh)

10:05 < Inky> (I didn't read that part, that's the part that jumped out at me most to make fun of)

10:06 < Inky> (oh, Inky should have said something about the grabbing random pony)

10:07 < Serilde> (Wanna add?)

10:08 Serilde brings a claw to her chest and massages it against Inky's wiggling form, continuing to rumble around the mare. "We dont /need/ a lot of things we like to do though...and I'd like not to enjoy something so much that someone could hold over my head..." She grumbles, her tail flitting back and forth.

10:09 < Inky> (nah, I don't know what she would have said)

10:11 < -> You are now known as GyroTech

10:12 < -> GyroTech is now known as Serilde

10:13 Inky digs her hooves into the slimy walls and presses her back against the massaging claw. "You can't be completely independent, Serilde. I don't get why it's such a big deal!"

10:14 Serilde shakes her head, thought he soft massaging does feel pretty great. "Well sure...but I'd rather not be dependent on one person for a specific thing...and the chance of me doing this with another pony is pretty low..."

10:15 Inky rolls her eyes. "Right! Which means I think the words you're looking for are 'Thank you, Inky,'" she says. The mare gives Serilde's crop a few pats.

10:16 Serilde huffs again and quits massaging her crop, turning her head up. "See what I mean about leaving me open to being extorted?" She says, and then after a couple moments of silence adding in a begrudging, "Thank you Inky."

10:17 Inky hmphs when the griffon seems to not be willing. When she does actually thank her, the bat pony smiles, despite her cramped confines. "You're welcome, Serilde," she says, voice muffled through the layers of flesh.

10:18 Serilde snorts indignatnly and resumes her steady purring. "Ya...ya...maybe I can convince another pony that this would be fun so that I'm not locked in to you..." Serilde lets out a loud yawn that echos throughout her body.

10:19 Inky shrugs. "Then you're stuck with them too," she says. The bat pony stretches out inside Serilde as best she can, laying her head down on the slick wall. "See you in a bit, Serilde. Hopefully from outside."

10:20 < Inky> (Ivory_Keys: still watching intently? :P)

10:21 < Ivory_Keys> (Kinda)

10:22 < Ivory_Keys> (Not really. :P)

10:23 Serilde closes her eyes and nestles into the pillow, reaching a claw out to pull a blanket up over her body. "Ya...sleep well Inky," she says softly. After a few minutes, the formel's breath becomes much slower and deeper as it echoes aroudn the mare.

10:24 < Inky> (she's in Inky's bed, right? Totally forgot to make Serilde complain about Inky's house)

10:25 < Serilde> (Oh...I suppose she is. She'll complain about smelling like pony in the morning and stuff as she manouvers around :P)

10:26 Inky 's bed smells like the bat pony, reminding Serilde where she was sleeping. "Yeah, right," she says. The bat pony sighs, the heat making her tired and eventually the griffon's fast heartbeat lulls her into a light sleep.

10:27 < Inky> (the morning? I thought she was taking a quick nap!)

10:28 < Serilde> (Oh, I dont remember)

10:29 < Inky> (check the logs)

10:30 < Serilde> (Yep it is a nap)

10:31 < Inky> (make her hit her head on one of the cross beams!)

10:32 < Inky> (and there's like stacks of books around and stuff)

10:33 < Inky> (Inky didn't get a chance to clean up :V)

10:34 Serilde sleeps for a couple of hours, lying there peacefully. Finally she flits open her eyes and tries to sit up, immidiatly being reminded of where she is as she feels a heavy weight in her chest where Inky was. She sits up a little quickly and because she's taller than Inky, hits her head on one of hte low hanging beams, causing the griffon to emit a loud squawk that boomed around the mare.

10:35 < Inky> (you can make her complain about smelling like pony after Inky makes her cuddle her to sleep)

10:36 < Inky> (oh, she might just hit her head on the ceiling if she sits up in bed, because it's triangular)

10:37 < Serilde> (Yep)

10:38 Inky is thrown around inside Serilde's crop, and startled to wakefulness by the loud squawk. "Gah! Ow! I'm awake, Serilde, no need to deafen me," she complains, squirming and feeling the thick layer of slime squish around her body. "Yech. Can you please let me out now?"

10:39 Serilde groans and rubs her head as she positions herself away from the beam. "Ugh...ow...why dont you have roofs of a reasonable height? And yes...I'll get you out soon." She grumbles, making her way off the bed and towards the bathroom. On her way there, she bumps a pile of books and papers which crashes to the floor loud enough for inky to hear it. "Gah...your house is so damn messy. I hope that 1 pile of books and stuff wasnt too important..."

10:40 Inky shoves a hoof into Serilde's crop, unintentionally putting it near where she'd bitten the griffon earlier. "Serilde! That's my stuff!" she squeaks. The bat pony's bathroom was very cramped, but the griffon could navigate it.

10:42 < -> bt738785 is now known as bt738785|Sleeping

10:43 Serilde yelps and bumps into another stack sending that one topling over as well. "Ouch Inky, do you you remember biting me there? Just give me a second and I'll get you out..." The griffon stomps over to the bathroom and positions herself right next to the tub. "Are you ready?"

10:44 Inky withdraws her hoof, contrite. She hadn't meant to hurt the griffon that much. "Okay... Yeah, just get me out of here!"

10:45 Serilde closes her eyes and concentrates on the musles in her gut. They begin to squeeze and churn around her, slowly pressing and squeezing the mare up the fleshy tube above her. The first to come up where her hind legs, grabbed tight by the slimy walls. The formel coughs hard as the begining's of her hoof starts to slide into her beak.

10:46 < Inky> (Brawl)

10:47 < Serilde> (KK)

10:49 < -> Tihan is now known as Tihan|ZZZ

10:52 < Inky> (around now)

10:53 < Serilde> (Wb)

10:54 Inky tastes like blood when her legs slide into Serilde's beak, the mare stained faintly red-brown. She squeaks when the wet muscles squish into her face, convulsing around her to force her body up the griffon's throat.

10:55 Serilde licks over her fur as she comes out, purring a bit at the bloody flavor, though at some point when Inky' is sticking out of her mouth, it occurs to her that that's probably her blood. The griffon eeps around the mare and tries to cough her out even faster, and soon she coughs the pony out onto the tub with a wet slap of her fur.

10:56 Inky 's slick hooves scrabble on the tub when they touch down, the bat pony struggling to get a foothold blind. The griffon's beak drags painfully against her chest, making her whine into the tight squeeze of Serilde's throat. Finally she's free, dripping with bloody slime and laying in a growing puddle in her bathtub.

10:57 Serilde hacks and coughs for a while longer as Inky comes free, coughing up more slime and a bit of fur onto the mare. THe griffon then frowns as she sees the red tinted slime and grimaces. "Oh...wow...I hope I'm not still bleeding in there...that looks kind of nasty..."

10:58 Inky slowly gets to her hooves, shaking her head to try to unstick her plastered mane from her body. "I don't think you are," she says. "Sorry... I hope it heals up quickly." The bat pony looks up at the griffon. "I wouldn't have had to bite you if you hadn't assaulted me, you know."

10:59 Serilde looks over inky meticulously, trying to determine how much blood their was in the slime compared to how long she'd been in there. "Ya...its probably stopped seeing how diluted it is...and ya I know, I accept that as part of my consequence, but it was well worth that fun~"

11:00 Inky hmphs. "Well, don't go anywhere. You still owe me a lot." The bat pony looks at her tub, then at Serilde, and shakes her head. "You wouldn't fit in here with me or I'd ask you to help clean me off." Instead, the bat pony pulls the curtain and turns on her shower, blasting herself with hot water.

11:01 Serilde sighs and nods affirmitively at Inky. "Ya I know...I owe you a /little/ bit for that. But you're fine and no harm came to you...so a lot inst right," she negotiates, and then nods as Inky closes the shower. The griffon makes her way back out into the room, inspecting the mare's calligraphy she had lying out on the desk.

11:02 Inky takes a good half an hour to get herself clean, and her fur is still slightly stained with blood. Serilde has plenty of time to rifle through the mare's things, finding her journals and the griffon's own letters. She also finds some other letters, written in flowery script; were these from Inky's parents? Serilde doesn't have time to check as Inky walks out of the bathroom, grumbling about her fur

11:03 Inky and how she'd have to use some old bat pony formula to get the blood out. "Look at this mess you made, Serilde," she says, staring down at the sad, scattered piles. "Now I'll have to -- hey! Put those down!"

11:04 Serilde sticks to the letters on the desk that were laying loose, not bothering to look through journals or anything that seems a little too private. She was mostly curious about what the mare had out. Still, the griffon blushes as Inky returns and catches her red clawed at her desk. "Oh...Umm...sorry," she says, dropping the letters, "I was just looking at your pretty mouth writing. Its just so amazing what you can do."

11:05 Inky hesitates, her outstretched hoof wavering. "Well... I... You know I don't like ponies to see that," she says, her own face reddening with embarrassment. The bat pony starts to stack her books back up again, sorting them back into the correct piles.

11:06 Serilde sighs and nods at the mare, saying, "Well, I mean you write for me all the time, its not that different is it? Even if on this letter your script is even prettier." The formel points to a half written letter than seems to be addressed to her parents. "Do you need any help over there?"

11:07 Inky looks up to see which letter Serilde is talking about and eeps, visibly unsettled. She quickly restacks all her books without regard for order, then rushes over to try to hide the letter from Serilde. "Don't look at that!" she squeaks. "It's not good enough yet!"

11:08 Serilde cocks her head as she see's Inky's discomfort and then looks at it again as she rushes over and hides it. "What do you mean it's not good enough? That writing was damn pretty. More so than any of the letters you send me." She backs away and lets the mare stuff it somewhere.

11:09 Inky gets even more flustered. "You know what I mean!" the bat pony snaps. "It's not good enough for them." The mare's ears flatten and she stares down at the floor, then sniffles.

11:10 Serilde frowns as Inky begins to cry and steps forward, givning the mare a gentle pat on the back. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." She then gives Inky a quick hug before pulling away just as fast. "Dont let it get to you, you're far away from them now."

11:11 Inky tries to lean into the hug, only to fall against the formel when she pulls away. The bat pony sobs against Serilde's legs. "But I want to be good," she says, voice thick.

11:12 Serilde pats Inky a couple more times, tracing over her ear tufts with an extended talon. "You are good. I'm sure your calligraphy rivals that of even celestia's private scribe, and if your parents cant see that, that's on them, not you."

11:13 Inky pulls herself to her feet, using Serilde for support, and buries her face in the griffon's chest. She hugs the griffon tightly, her grip loosening after a bit as she recovers.

11:14 < Inky> (they should go out to eat)

11:15 Serilde allows Inky to remain there, just gently stroking her, though she doesnt offer another hug to the mare. "Dont worry, it'll be alright...So...what was it you wanted from me now?"

11:16 < Serilde> (I mean maybe? But do you wanna waste stuff like that on noncanon? :P)

11:17 < Inky> (no... :I)

11:18 < Inky> (something something TIMESKIP)

11:19 < Serilde> (I think she should claim cuddles and we can do going out to eat and exploring parents ...timeskip could work.)

11:20 Inky calms down as the griffon strokes her, the mare's natural cheerfulness reasserting itself. "Thank you, Serilde," she says in a quiet voice, before pulling away and standing on her own. The mare wipes her eyes and then bounces in place. "Well first, I want to...!"

11:21 < Inky> (er yeah, so timeskip to after they get back)

11:22 Inky alights on her balcony, sliding open the door for Serilde when the griffon lands behind her. "Wasn't that fun?" the mare asks brightly. "I'm all tired out!" Contrary to her statement, the bat pony hops into her room, dancing from leg to leg with overflowing cheerfulness.

11:23 < Serilde> (I wonder if Inky didnt let Serilde pay the bill so that she's still in debt :P)

11:24 < Inky> (something like that)

11:25 Serilde flutters down besides Inky, landing much more forefully than the mare's grace. "Ya...I suppose that was alright I guess. I'm glad you were willing to go to a restraunt that caters to us...I'm not one for most vegitarian ilk..." The griffon plods in after her and closes the door, moving in a much more subdued motion.

11:26 Inky hops next to Serilde and rubs her head against her neck, then yawns. "Well, I think after the food and all that excitement, I'm ready for bed." She glances over to the calligraphy on her desk, still where she left it earlier, and her ears twitch.

11:27 Serilde tilts her head away and tenses as she feels the mare rub her head against her. All this pony affection sure was strange and uncomfortable to her, no matter how long she was around them. "Oh, alright then, I guess I'll see you later?" She says, turning to walk back out towards the door.

11:28 Inky shakes her head and zooms around Serilde, putting herself between the formel and the door. "No!" the mare says. "You're staying here tonight!" The bat pony gently pushes Serilde towards her bed. "You took advantage of me being in your crop to get a good sleep, so now I'm going to do the same thing! Well, sort of, I mean not exactly the same, but kind of!"

11:29 Serilde squeaks and comes to a stop as Inky steps in front of her and then sighs. She takes a begruding step towards the bed, making Inky push her all the way over there, but not putting up any real struggle. "I take it this is why you wouldnt let me just pay for dinner? A whole night is a lot longer than two hours..."

11:30 Inky stands up and looks Serilde in the eyes. "Well, you won't have to spend it curled up tight, sweating, and unable to stretch out, will you," she says. "Not to mention that whole attack in the alley. I think you're getting off easy." The bat pony rubs her muzzle with a hoof, considering a way she actually could make Serilde stuck somewhere hot and cramped, but decides she'd much rather have the

11:31 Inky griffon's cuddles instead.

11:32 Serilde sighs and gives a steady nod, waving for Inky to get into bed first. "Yes, I suppose it wont be too hot, though significantly more so with a pony next to me. It'll be pretty cramped fitting both of us into that bed though...We'll be pressed up against each other...and the attack was playful. You got me back for that with your bite already."

11:33 Inky thumps a hoof into her chest. "I'm the one who got tackled, pinned down, and swallowed, so I'll decide when I've gotten back for that thank you very much." The bat pony climbs into her bed, making her way to the far side where the ceiling was lower.

11:34 < Inky> (Serilde)

11:35 < Zuthal> (OOOoh, assertive Inky :P)

11:36 < -> Zuthal is now known as zuthal

11:37 Serilde groans and rolls her eyes, climbing into bed after the mare, finding that she has to press tight against her in order to not hang off the side. "Ugh fine...but I still think you're overreacting a bit. You were never in any danger." The griffon takes a sniff fo the bed as she lays in it and grumbes, "Well...looks like I'm going to smell just like pony tomorrow..."

11:38 Inky makes room for Serilde as best she can, but the bat pony doesn't mind feeling the griffon's furry belly pressing into her back. "I'm not asking for much," she protests, pulling one of Serilde's clawed forelegs around her chest. The mare's mane lays in front of the griffon's beak, and smells sweet from her shower. "I think that'll be an improvement," the mare says, giggling to herself.

11:39 Serilde reluctantly wraps her claw aroudn Inky's cest as its tugged, pressing it into the soft fur there and pulling the mare into her downy feathers. "No...it most certainly wont. The smell of a griffon is a magestic one...ponies smell like...well they dont smell like us..."

11:40 Inky squirms slightly and snuggles into Serilde, her tail swishing between the griffon's legs. The formel felt so soft against her, letting the bat pony relax. She hugs the foreleg with her own, pulling herself against Serilde harder. "I dunno, I don't really see it," she says. "You guys just smell weird to me."

11:41 Serilde closes her hind legs together to prevent the mare's wandering tail from ventruing anywhere ti shouldnt. Serilde tenses up as Inky presses more into her, but doesnt preotest since its her duty to repay her debts. "Ya well...you smell super weird to me."

11:42 Inky shrugs. "My coltfriend likes this stuff," she says, patting her mane. "No accounting for taste!" The bat pony relaxes and curls up slightly, fitting snugly between Serilde's legs. Her head lay tucked in the crook of the griffon's neck, and the formel's hindlegs were just behind her own. Thanks to the size difference, it was actually very comfortable, even for Serilde.

11:44 Serilde makes a face as she explains the source of the strange smell on top of her normal pony smell and sighs, "He should get you a griffon scented one. That would smell much better..." She says, getting more comfortable and relaxed as she got used to the positon.

11:45 Inky bursts into a fit of giggles as she imagines that conversation, her chest twitching under Serilde's talons. "I don't think that would go over well," she says, smiling.

11:46 Serilde cocks her head at the laughter and frowns. "Whats so funny? I guess some ponies just have poor taste then. Its a shame. Otherwise you all could be smelling as good as us."

11:47 Inky chuckles at the griffon's guess. "No, it's more that he doesn't really like griffons. I'm working on it, though." The mare gives Serilde a nudge. "If you get me some eau de Serilde, I'll wear it," she teases.

11:48 Serilde lets out a deep breath and then yawns a bit. "Well...I cant believe you're with somepony so close minded...and I did get you some. You just washed it off the instant you could only hours ago."

11:49 Inky shivers as the hot breath ruffles her mane, her ears twitching against the griffon's neck. "They're... a piece of work," she admits. "And that doesn't count! Serilde, you have to admit that your breath is not great, and all your crop gunk isn't much better!" The bat pony twists her body to press her nose into Serilde's chest, taking a deep sniff of the griffon's scent.

11:50 < Serilde> nods at inky, closing her eyes as she lays there. "Ok...well maybe its not that great...but you certainly smelled liek me, or at least my insides," she says with a giggle. "Now...I thought we were tryign to get to sleep..."

11:51 Serilde nods at inky, closing her eyes as she lays there. "Ok...well maybe its not that great...but you certainly smelled liek me, or at least my insides," she says with a giggle. "Now...I thought we were tryign to get to sleep..."

11:52 Inky purrs softly at the griffon's earthy scent, and twists back to lay against her. She pulls Serilde's other foreleg under her neck, making the griffon hug her. "You actually smell kinda nice," she says, settling into the hug. "I wouldn't mind smelling like that. But your insides are right out." The bat pony yawns. "I suppose so..."

11:53 Serilde giggles and nods again, "I told you we smell good, at least on the outside, and its a good thing you dont smell like my crop, or I'd have taken the bad karma over laying here..." She lets out a soft sigh and shuffles around to get comfortable.

11:54 Inky eeees softly as Serilde shuffles around, enjoying feeling the powerful griffon hugging her. She could forget about her worries while in Serilde's embrace, the griffon driving them away. "Good thing indeed," she says in a sleepy voice, feeling the sigh on her head. "Maybe next time I'll show you what my insides smell like..."

11:55 Serilde rolls her eyes and shakes her head, figuring that Inky was merely being silly and didnt actually have a place that she could be fit. The griffon soon drifts off to sleep, gently embracing the warm body beside her.

11:56 Inky hugs Serilde's talons to her chest and drifts off to sleep, protected by her feathered friend.