Sweet Belle asks a question

Princess Luna's departure kind of spelled the end of CMC's summer sleepover in my Equestria dreamscape. The CMC kind of hung around for awhile afterwards and sort of got the clubhouse back in order for normal operations. It was decided to stash in the sleeping bags up in the attic of Sweet Apple Acres so they'd be available for future sleepovers.

With Luna's departure the amnesty from chores that Applebloom and Stone Mane had enjoyed abruptly came to an end and the 2 foals found themselves roped into helping shuck peas for dinner. Not wanting to be drafted into work on the farmstead Sweetie and Scootaloo said their goodbyes.

Scootaloo mumbled about needing to take care of something back home and abruptly tore off on her scooterboard.

Sweetie Belle remembering Applebloom's advice about asking her big sister for advice decided to do that. So with that thought in mind she trotted off for Carousel Boutique. Link

Meanwhile at Carousel Boutique.

Rarity's levitation held both the bottle of beer and bottle opener. There was a pleasant ppsshhttt sound as the cap popped off the bottle. The mare gave the bottle little sniff and was pleased by rich smell of the milk stout. Carefully she tilted the pint glass and began pouring the dark burnt umber liquid into it. The merchant said this was latest creation from an up and coming brewery in Huffington. In an unusual twist the brewers had barrel finished their stouts in old bourbon casks. With the contents now in the glass she levitated the liquid up to the light and examined it. The golden afternoon light filled the mare's work studio and inner sanctum with warm, pleasant light

The merchant had said that the milk stout might have a slight cloudy appearance due to the lactose sugars in it, but was part of what made it such a treat. With a smile on her face she took another sniff.

Mmm. Yes I can smell molasses notes from the bourbon casks along with hints of milk chocolate, coffee, mmm and hints of cinnamon.

Carefully the white unicorn took a sip of the stout. Oh yes! What a wonderful sweetness but it's not cloying. It's nicely balanced against the bitterness of the hops and the dark roasted malt.

As Rarity continued to enjoy her stout she heard the bell over the front door jingle pleasantly. This was followed by what recognized as the little hoof clops of her sister approaching. Soon the light lavender and mauve maned filly came trotting into her work studio. The mare was not surprised to see her little sister since she figured she'd want to tell her what had happened last night. However instead her usually bubbly expression, the filly had what could only be described as being pensive and lost in thought look on her face. After lowering her glass and then daintily dabbing her lips with linen napkin she spoke.

"So Sweetie darling. How was you sleepover with Princess Luna? Did it go well? Did her Highness have a fun time?"

This perked the filly up a bit. "Oh yeah! She gave us an astronomy lesson, and guess what sis! Luna took us on a journey into the Dream Realm to place called the Sea of Dreams and then she turned herself and everypony into a seapony and we could breathe underwater and everything, but we could still talk under water just fine and we saw all kinds of cool neat underwater creatures, well except for a giant goldfish that almost ate me!" Link

Rarity ignored her little sisters hideous run-on sentence and focused the last part of it. "A giant goldfish almost ate you?"

"Yep!" Sweetie said, but then the pensive look returned to her face. She looked away and then spoke. "Um Rarity. Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course darling." The fashionista began taking a long sip of her stout.

Sweetie thought for a moment. "Well, um we're unicorns right?"

Rarity nodded her head in agreement to Sweetie's statement as she continued to drink.

"Does that mean we're naturally horny?" The filly asked.

There was a sudden raspy cough from Rarity as milk stout suddenly sprayed all over the work table. The golden afternoon light coming through the studio windows tramsformed the thousands of tiny droplet fluid erupting from Rarity's mouth and nostrils into a brief swirling cloud made up of minuscule motes of sparkling light.

To be continued.