>>35547422>She groans and lands her head in her hooves as the other mare continues to quietly giggle.
"So", you say, voice oozing with raw sexuality, "What kinda drink is it gonna take for Trixie to get into your bed tonight?">Another of your killer pickup lines.>Glimmy loved those.>The mare's face went red again as she turned sharply away from you.
"Awww is Trixie's Glim-glam-flim-flam emberassed?">You try to lean forward to kiss her cheek but instead you tilt almost out of your chair as you flop against her side.>"Ugh!">She shoved you back into your chair.
"You're being so cold to Trixie tonight. Are you...">You lower your voice to a whisper, certain no one would hear.>Her face began to grow even redder and her eyes lit with flames.>"If you say what I think you're going to..."
"...Cranky?">You lean back into your chair, exploding with peels of laughter, the other, lighter mare joining you with soft, high-pitched giggling.
"You can tell the Great and Powerful Trixie! Trixie is a master of lifting spirits!">She gave you a dubious look.>You lean forward a bit to squint at her, then up at her forehead.
"Where's your horn?">"My... What?">You shake your head again to clear the cobwebs.>Yep, still no horn.
"Your horn. The magic one.">"I don't have one?">You press your hoof against the spot her horn usually was, trying to feel around for the no-doubt invisible magic conductor.
"What happened to your horn? Oh, this is awful. How can Trixie lift your spirits if your horn is gone?">"Just how do you plan to 'lift my spirits', you utter loon?">You smirk, sexily, no doubt.
"A hornjob of course.">Her jaw fell open, but no words came as her blush seemed to spread from the top of her head to the bottom of her hooves.>You dropped your voice to a whisper again.
"Anything for my Poochie~">That seemed to final straw, as she all at once collapsed into the table in a dead faint.
"...Starlight?">You nudged her with your hoof.