((An impromptu short featuring doubleclickthepony! NSFW blog warning))
Tank poked his head through the open doorway of Scarlet's room. "Hey Scarlet, I - huh?"
A quick glance revealed that the room was empty.
Visibly puzzled, Tank paused for a moment as he pondered where she might be... only to realize he could hear a faint sound coming from the next room down, which belonged to Waterwing. A moment of scratching his head and his curiosity was piqued enough to prompt him to investigate, slowly nudging the already open door and peering inside.
"Hey Waterwing, have you seen... uh."
Sitting upright at the edge of Waterwing's bed was a rather peculiar pony, a gray mare clad in glasses. It was a look Tank could have sworn he'd seen before, but couldn't quite place exactly where. She wore an oddly sultry smirk and a half-lidded gaze pointed down at her lap, across which sprawled a very satisfied-looking Waterwing.
As he watched, the strange mare ran her hoof gently down the length of Waterwing's back, eliciting from her a pleased twitch of the wings. This was soon followed by a second stroke, then a third, each one causing another happy twitch.
It was then Tank noticed the strange pony's eyes now locked onto him, her expression unchanged and her gentle petting of Waterwing uninterrupted. She seemed to stare at him expectantly, as though waiting for... something.
"Uh... never mind. I'll just go find her myself."