“Now Lucy” Iridescence said “after we handled all that talk about the mere THOUGHT

of you not beeing the precious little thing you are… I’m feeling very hungry.

You wouldn’t know a filly willing to give me a little snack?” she winked at her with a grin,

that made her mandibles visible.

Lucy chuckled, back to her normal and happy self, wiping away the remaining tears.

“Hehe, I think I might know one. Enjoy your meal, Irie!”

“I sure will. Honest love is my favourite food.“

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My submission for Lopoddity’s Month of Love contest :)

Lucy and Iridescence belong to her.