Fingerbang: The Equestria Girls and Humanized Thread #188 - Lemon

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I feel like I should do things on this thread.
Like, actually write.

>>26806712
A BULLSHIT

Well, I'll just go ahead and post the first and second half of that RarityFlash story I made last thread, if that's alright. Didn't completely finish it, so...

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Tickets, Please
[Page 1]
>Rarity gathers her binder and materials as the bell rings, signaling the end of the school day.
>She makes her way to her locker and starts to pack her things, unaware of the boy approaching her.
"Um. Rarity?"
>The sudden voice gives her a bit of a start, causing her to snap her attention to its source.
"Oh! Hello, Flash."
>He raises his right hand, a meek smile on his face as he waves at her.
"Hi."
>He glances away from her, rubbing the back of his neck.
"I was wondering if, maybe, you -if we- could talk for a moment?"
>She smiles.
"Yes. I have a moment to spare. Do you want to talk in private or...?"
"Mmm. No. Well... nah, no. Right here is fine."
>She nods. He takes in a deep breath.
"Okay, so, I... Well. You know."
>He pauses for a moment, lets out an exasperated sigh, and pulls something out of his jacket pocket.
>A ticket.
>Rarity's eyes widen a bit.
"So, I won a ticket in that raffle Pinkie Pie was holding-"
>Her stomach tightens, a small, nervous smile appearing on her face as she glances away for a moment.
>Oblivious, Flash continues talking.
"-and, well, I was wondering if it'd be alright if I commissioned something from you for Friday?"
>Rarity's nervousness subsides a bit, the thought of potential patronage overriding her fear.
"Why, yes, that sounds fine. Fabulous, actually."
>He smiles at her, rubbing the back of his neck.
"So. When's a good time I could drop by?"
"Well, I open the Boutique up at 3:30pm to 8pm on weekdays, and 9:00am to 6pm on weekends, so-"
"Can I drop by today at 4?"
"Yes, that's fine."
>He nods.
"Alright. Great. So I'll see you later."
>She nods back.
"Yes. I'll see you at 4."
>He turns to leave, waving at her.
>She waves back, watching his exit.
>With a sigh, she turns back to her locker and finishes placing her things into her backpack.
>Flash seemed genuine about his desire to commission something,
>but Rarity couldn't shake the feeling that something was fishy.
>And it all pointed back to Pinkie Pie.

>>26807308
[Part 2]
>Rarity eventually found Pinkie Pie in the Gymnasium handing a girl a ticket.
"Hope you can make it next Friday!"
>She says, waving the girl off before catching sight of Rarity.
>Pinkie Pie bounds over to her friend, a wide smile on her face.
"Hey there, Rarity! "
"Hello, Pinkie Pie. There's something I need to ask you."
"Oh, ok! Ask away, Raritay."
>Rarity smiles for a moment before clearing her throat.
"Yes, well, it's about the Blind Date raffle ticket..."
>Pinkie Pie nods and motions for Rarity to continue.
"You didn't... rig it, did you?"
>The party girl lets out a long, horrified gasp, her hand clutching her heart as her eyes grew as wide as dinner plates.
"Rarity! I would never do something like that!"
>she says, her brows knitting into a disappointed frown as she crosses her arms.
>Rarity looks away, rubbing her arm in shame as Pinkie Pie shakes her head.
"Besides, Vice-Principal Luna is the one who drew the raffle winners, and I don't think she'd rig it, either."
"Ah, well, I apologize."
>Pinkie Pie just smiles and gives her friend a hug, giggling.
"It's okay. But why'd you ask?"
>Rarity shuffles her feet, glancing away.
"Oh! No, reason, really. Well, I should be going now."
"Alright-wait! Did you see Flash today?"
>Rarity stops in her tracks.
"...Yes?"
"Phew! That's good. I told him to go see you about getting a new shirt for..."
>The party girl pauses for a moment, her eyes slowly narrowing as a thought dawned on her.
"...Wait a second..."
"...Pinkie Pie?"
>Her eyes narrow even more, a smug smile appearing on her face as she takes a step towards Rarity.
"I think I see what's going on."
>Rarity takes a step back, laughing nervously.
"O-oh? You do?"
>Pinkie Pie takes two steps towards her, chuckling wryly.
"Yeah, I do."
>She closes the distance, wrapping an arm around Rarity's shoulder.
"You're worried that you might end up going to the September Fair with Flash, aren't you?"

>>26807313

[Part 3]
"Th-that is completely outrageous! How could you even think that I..."
>Pinkie Pie's smugness only increases, causing Rarity to let out an exasperated sigh.
"Ok! So, maybe I might, possibly, be worried about that possibility."
>Pinkie Pie pumps her fist, letting out a grunt of triumph.
"Yes! I was... wait. Why are you worried, though? Flash is a really nice guy."
"Who used to date Sunset Shimmer."
"Yeah, but he was still nice when they were dating. Besides she's stopped being so mean and is our friend now and...oooohhh..."
>Pinkie Pie smiles bashfully as Rarity rolls her eyes.
"Do you see what I mean, now?"
"Yeah. But, it's not that bad. I mean, it might be a little awkward going on a date with a friend's ex-"
"A little awkward?"
"-but it's just a little date. Two people getting to know each other! That's how new friends are made."
"That's also how new "more-than-just friends" are made, darling."
>Pinkie Pie puffs her cheeks out and playfully stamps her foot.
"Oh, phooey! You can cross that congo line when you get to it!"
>She then smiles at Rarity, making a sweeping motion across the gym with her arm.
"Besides, it's not like Flash is definitely going to be your date. There are nine other lucky boys that might be, remember?"
"Well, when you put it like that... I suppose you're right."
"Mmhmm! So, don't be such a worrywart; everything'll turn out A-ok!"
>Feeling a bit more at ease, Rarity nods and gives her friend a hug.
"You're right and, again, I'm sorry for what I said earlier."
>Breaking the hug off, Rarity turns to leave.
"Well, then, I'm heading off to the Boutique; it's almost opening time."
>But, no more than a few feet away, Rarity stops and turns back to her friend.
"Oh... but what if I do end up-"
"Rarity. Congo line."
"...Ah, right. Well then..."

>>26807316
[Part 4]
"Thank you for your patronage, Mr. Rich."
>Rarity says, a smile on her face as she hands the man a neatly folded and packed winter dress.
"Thank you, Ms. Rarity. I'm sure my little girl will love it."
>He gives her a nod and turns to leave.
"I aim to please. Come again if you have any other clothing requests, sir."
>She turns towards her work area as the bell chimes and the Boutique entrance closes behind Filthy Rich.
>Going over her list of deliveries for the day, there is only one person left.
>Well, technically there are two, but-
>The bell chimes. Reflexively, she turns towards the entrance.
"Welcome to the Carousel Bou..."
>And sees Flash Sentry.
"...tique."
"Hey."
>She stares at him for a moment before glancing at a nearby clock, which showed the time to be 3:52.
"You're early."
>She quickly covers her mouth, smacking her face with the list she was holding, and he gives her a wry smile.
"Did I come at a bad time?"
"No, no! I'm sorry. I just... just..."
>Her eyes dart around the Boutique.
"Just... Ah! I was expecting another customer to come pick up their order!"
>She smiles widely at him, which causes him to raise an eyebrow.
"Oh."
>Clasping her hands together, she takes a step towards him, feeling at bit more in her element.
"But, you're here! So, let's get started on your order, shall we?"
>Ok."
>She motions for Flash to sit on her lounging couch and heads back to her work area.
>Clearing away some items, Rarity grabs a sheet of paper and a pencil.
"So, can you describe what you want?"
"Mmmm. I want a dress shirt. You know, button-up? I want a dress shirt that's casual and thick enough so, like, if I'm out on a cold night, I won't feel too cold if I'm not wearing my jacket, you know?"
>She jots down a few notes.
"Mmhm."
"But, thin enough that, if I'm wearing it during the day, I won't feel hotter than I already am."
"Oh, certain..."
>Rarity stops writing and shoots the smirking boy a glance before rolling her eyes.

>>26807319
[Part 5]
"Hmm. Come to think of it, I have a few shirts that fit your description."
"Can you make mine custom? Like the dresses you made for Twilight and everyone?"
>Rarity pauses for a moment, her stomach tightening.
"Twilight?"
>He frowns, a bit confused.
"Yeah, her dress. The one she wore at the Fall Formal? You made it, right?"
"Oh! Yes, I did."
>She smiles, flipping her hair.
"I'm very happy with how they turned out."
"I'll bet. They were very beautiful. Not as beautiful as the girls wearing them, but still quite a sight."
>Rarity felt her face redden a bit as she smiled out of view.
>She was used to such compliments, giving and receiving them.
>Not empty flattery so much as an exchange of words in the same sense that people say "Hi" to each other.
>Still, hearing him pay her a compliment felt a little exciting. It felt more like a gift than an exchange.
"You're quite the charmer, aren't you?"
>He chuckles.
"I'm just stating facts."
>Her smile widens a bit before she remembers the task at hand.
"Ahem. Well. Let's get your shirt designed."
>She swivels in her chair, facing him as she takes a contemplative stance.
"So, I'm thinking that the main color is blue, right?"
>He nods. She leans forward a bit, evaluating his current shirt.
"Ah. I see the shield has a bit of a checkered pattern. Is that something you'd like?"
"Hmm. No. Well. You know what? You make the call."
"Are... are you sure?"
"Yeah. I mean, I just want something that suits me, you know? I mean, you see this, right?"
>He points to the shield and lightning bolt symbol on his chest.
"What do you think it would look like on something more... professional?"

>>26806712
A SHIT

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>>26807333
[Part 6]
>Solid blue color. Long sleeved with shirt cuffs.
>Gold shield printed on the left side of his chest. On the inside is a blue outline of a pegasus that conforms to the shield's shape.
>Gold lightning bolt printed on the back.
"Well? Is this satisfactory?"
>Rarity scoots over a bit and Flash looks down at her colored sketch.
"Wow. Yeah. That's kinda perfect, actually. Oh! Except for the buttons on the wrist things."
"The cuffs."
"Yeah. I hate fiddling with those things."
>She nods and scribbles 'no cuff buttons' next to the sketched wrists.
"Other than that? I like it."
"Alright, now all I need to do is get your measurements."
"My shirt size?"
"Well, not exactly."
>She gets up from her chair and grabs some measuring tape.
"I'll need you to take off your jacket for a bit."
"My shirt, too?"
>She smirks mischievously before playfully waving him off.
"No, no. Just the jacket is fine."
>He nods, taking his jacket off and tossing it onto the couch, allowing her to begin work.
"Hmm."
"Is something wrong, dar... ahem... Flash?"
"Ah. I just... never had to do this sort of thing before. Feels kinda weird."
"Mmm. I understand. It can take some getting used to and some people might take... advantage of the situation."
>He raises an eyebrow.
"Oh? Now I'm curious what you might have in store for me, Ms. Rarity."
>She pulls away, chuckling as she places the measuring tape on her desk.
"A fabulous outfit, that's what."
>The bell chimes. Rarity looks to the entrance as a lithe, pink haired Crystal Prep student enters.
"Ms. Rarity? I'm here for my dresses."
"Of course. Hold on for just one second, Ms. Fleur."
>Rarity steps away for a bit.
>Flash and Fleur exchange glances.
"Hi."
"Hello. Are you one of Ms. Rarity's friends?"
"Oh. Well, I guess you can say that."
>The woman giggles.
"I see."
"Wh-what?"
"You remind me of a friend of mine. A bit of a charmer, that one."
>Before Flash could inquire any further, Rarity returns with a package.

>>26807396

[Part 7]
"Two sets as ordered."
>Fleur takes the package and bows gracefully.
"Thank you, Ms. Rarity."
"It's always a pleasure to do business with you, Fleur."
>The Crystal Prepper glances at Flash, a small smile on her face.
"Keep an eye out for that one. He seems like quite the heart breaker."
"Oh, you have no idea."
>They share a giggle as Flash sinks into the couch, pouting.
>Fleur makes her exit, winking at Flash as she passes by.
"Goodbye, Rarity. Goodbye, Mr. Heart-breaker."
>Rarity giggles as the bell chimes, and she waves Fleur goodbye.
>Flash sinks further into the couch, crossing his arms.
"Oh, come now, Flash. We're only teasing. It just so happens that there's a bit of truth to it."
"Really?"
>Rarity tilts her head to the side, frowning a bit.
"Well, dar... Flash... You've had that sort of reputation since Freshman year."
"I mean, yeah, but I... I don't even know what I mean."
>He leans back, sighing wistfully as Rarity approaches.
"I don't mean to hurt anyone. I just say things."
>She places her hand on his shoulder, patting it gently.
>He looks up, the smile on her face causing him to smile back.
"I know. And that's just fine. Now! Let's finish up your shirt."
"Alright, so, what's the cost?"
"Taking into account the size and coloring, the price is $30."
>He nods, smiling a bit.
"Sounds good to me. When can you have it done?"
"I should have it done by 6:30 today, but that's if I finish up the dress orders I have already."
>He rises from the couch, stretching a bit.
"Alright. So, I'll see you at 7ish?"
"Hopefully, I'll be done by then."
"Well, I'll see you later then, Ms. Rarity."
>She rolls her eyes as he bows, but curtsies in response.
>As the bell chimes and the door closes behind him, Rarity stares at his sketch.
>A small smile starts to appear on her face, but turns into dread as she starts to ruminate on her interaction Flash.
>"Congo line, Rarity! Congo line."

>>26807409
[Part 8]
>The hours passed by as Rarity finished up her dress orders.
>During that time, the girls had dropped by and offered their help.
>It was around 5:50pm when they finished up the last dress order, leaving Rarity with plenty of time to start on Flash's shirt.
"Thank you, girls. I'm so lucky to have friends like you."
>Sunset Shimmer smiles, her chest puffing up a bit.
"Yeah. Friends, right? Always willing to lend a hand."
>Rarity smiles at her, Sunset's enthusiasm taking on an adorable light.
"Of course, darling. We're all friends here."
"The bestest of friends?"
"Only the bestest, Pinkie."
>The party girl hops around the room, a large grin on her face.
>She pauses mid-bounce as a thought crosses her mind, before zipping over to Rarity.
"Oh! So, how'd it go?"
>Rarity's stomach tightens and a nervous smile spreads across her face.
"It went fine, Pinkie Pie."
>She glances at Sunset Shimmer before casually placing a hand over Pinkie Pie's mouth, and giving the party girl a stern look.
>Sunset's brows crinkle into a frown.
"How'd what go?"
"Oh, just an order a client of mine made today. Which reminds me, I should get started on it."
"Need anymore help, Rare?"
>Rarity shakes her head.
"That won't be necessary, Applejack. You girls can just go ahead and make yourselves at home..."
>She hears some rummaging sounds coming from the kitchen.
"And Rainbow Dash is already raiding my refrigerator. Lovely."
"Hey! You said to make ourselves at home."
>Rarity rolls her eyes and heads to her work area. As much as she wanted to simply grab her things and finish Flash's shirt in private, she decided against it.
>Not only did it feel dishonest, but it felt like an insult to Flash and her work ethic.
>After all, she'd never hid her work based on clientele before, so why should she do so now, especially when her client is just an ordinary boy?

>>26807432
[Part 9]
>To Rarity's relief, the girls mostly stuck to chatting with each other and eating while she worked.
"I can't wait to see Twilight again. I wonder how's she's been doing with the whole 'being in charge of a kingdom' thing."
>Rainbow Dash smirks at Sunset.
"Ah, I'm sure the egghead's doing fine. It sounds like something she'd love doing."
"Maybe, but it must be pretty stressful. I mean, all I gotta worry about is the family acre, and even that winds me up sometimes. Can't imagine what it's like being responsible for an entire kingdom."
>Sunset nods.
"Yeah. Maybe the fair will be a good chance for her to relax."
>The conversation turns into white noise as Rarity immerses herself in the task at hand.
>It was coming along faster and better than she hoped.
>Just a little touch up on the collar and...
>Done!
>She raises the shirt a bit, looking it over as a smile spreads across her face.
"That looks very nice. I'm sure Flash will love it."
>As if she'd been caught perusing the Men's Magazine swimsuit section, Rarity clutched the shirt to her chest.
>She opens her mouth to speak, the only sounds leaving being a jumble of words, as Sunset smiles wryly at her.
>Realizing the futility of trying to be coy, Rarity sighs and gives Sunset a meek smile.
"How'd you guess?"
"The blue and golden colors + the shield and lightning bolt. Classic Flash. Then there's the fact that you were getting nervous when talking about your 'client.'"
>Rarity glances to the other girls, their eyes set on her and Sunset.
"Rarity. We're friends, right?"
"Of course, darling."
"Then why were you being so secretive about Flash?"
"Darling, it's BECAUSE we're friends that I was being secretive. I didn't want things to turn awkward, but a fat lot of good that did me. It's not that I don't trust you, Sunset; it's that I didn't want to drive a wedge between us or the like."
>Sunset just smiles.

>>26807463
[Part 10]
"It's okay, Rarity. I get what you mean and I probably would have done the same thing."
"Really?"
>Sunset nods and stretches her arms out. Rarity smiles and gets up to hug her, the rest of their friends grinning with relief.
>Applejack leans back into the couch, whistling.
"Dodged a bullet there, Rare."
"I suppose I did. Oh! It's almost seven!"
>The girls glance at a nearby clock.
"What ya got going on then?"
"Well, Flash is supposed to be picking up his shirt soon."
>The girls exchange looks between each other before all eyes settle on Sunset.
"Guys, seriously? It's cool. I'm cool. It might be a little awkward, but I think it'll help me, you know, move on."
>The girls nod, but can't help but feel a bit tense. A deathly silence permeates the room as they wait for Flash to show up.
>Minutes pass. The bell chimes and their attention snaps to the boy entering the Boutique.
"Rarity? I here for..."
>They stare at him; he nervously tugs at his shirt.
"...the funeral."
>Pinkie Pie breaks out in giggles, which causes the tension to fade.
>Rarity shakes her head, a small smile on her face as she steps towards Flash.
"Hello, Flash."
"Hi. Uh, is this a bad time?"
"'Course not. We were just waiting for ya to show up."
"Uh-oh."
>The girls roll their eyes, but smile at him.
"Aw, don't be a scaredy-cat, Flash. Come on in, we don't bite. Much."
"See, that just makes this sound like some sort of sinister trap."
>Despite his 'fears' he shoots Applejack a grin before walking up to Rarity.
"Your shirt's ready. Would you like to try it on? Just to be sure?"
"Sure."
>She hands him the shirt and guides him to one of her changing booths. As he passes by Sunset, he gives her a small smile.
"Hey, Sunset."
"H-hi, Flash."
>She lets out a shaky breath as he heads into the booth, before plopping down on the couch.
>A grin plastered on her face, Rainbow Dash gently nudges Sunset with her elbow.
"Moving on, huh?"
"Hush."

Sorry for the delay!

>>26786459
>The days have gone by similarly, this past week.
>On Wednesday, Ted took you home to pick up some clothes.
>It was embarassing that everything you deemed worth taking could fit into one bag.
>Maybe Ted noticed, because he took you clothes shopping as well.
>Got a few outfits, and he even got you a suit.
>Felt pretty damn dapper.
>Days were a little lonely. Ted was at work, Fluttershy was at school.
>This gave you pretty much free run of the house at least.
>Walking around in pain isn't really something new to you, and you actually feel better walking around, than just laying in bed all day.
>Angel Bunny has a tendency to follow you.
>He seems to do this a lot, especially when Fluttershy isn't around.
>Like he has some strange sense of responsibility around you.
>Smart Bunny if he's taking Fluttershy's request so adamantly.
>Oh yeah, Fluttershy told you last night when you asked what Angel's deal was.
>Apparently she asked him to keep an eye on you.
>You were happy that she was concerned.
>But there's been a feeling in the pit of your stomach that something is wrong.
>Unless you try and talk to her, Fluttershy remains pretty silent when she comes along with dinner.
>There's been a few times when you made eye contact and she'd hurriedly look away.
>Shy'd just squeak or mutter if you asked what was up.
>You're pulled out of your thoughts when your stomach growls in hunger.
>It's only 10, but that's close enough to lunch time anyway, so you get out of bed, stretch some, and head to the kitchen.
>Rounding the corner, you're a little surprised to find Fluttershy's bag on the counter.
>It's a little odd, she doesn't seem like the type to forget things.
>But, thinking about it, she does a lot in the mornings.
>She feeds the animals she keeps in the backyard, nursing them.
>Of course she has to keep the area somewhat clean too.
>And she's been making you breakfast every morning.

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>>26807533
>Figuring that she'll forgive the invasion of privacy, you look in the bag to confirm a thought.
>Her lunch is still in there.
>Fruit Salad and mixed nuts with a bottle of tea.
>You groan softly. Ted had already gone off to work.
>Well, a walk will definitely make you sore...but it'll be nice to get out of the house.
>Besides, you need to return that sheet to the nurse. Might as well go and deliver that apology letter to Miss Cheerilee as well.
>You throw together a quick peanut butter sandwich, grab Fluttershy's bag and the cot's sheet, and head out.

>You are Fluttershy.
>Barely paying attention in Social Studies.
>Miss Turner's voice just drones on in the background.
>The past few days have been a little hard on you.
>Nibbling on your lip softly, you feel warmth spreading across your cheeks.
>Ever since you told Pinkie that you might like Anonymous, she's been pushing for it.
>That girl never does anything with any less than 100% of her energy.
>She asks what you like about him. How things are going. If you've..
>O-of course you haven't though! Not since that close call.
>Oh god, that made things so awkward. You probably scared Anonymous!
>You couldn't help it though, in that moment, you just really felt like you wanted to kiss him.
>Closing your eyes, you can still feel the heat from being close to him...
>A tap on your shoulder catches your attention, bringing you back from your thoughts.
>Rarity leaned forward and whispered when you turned around. "Did something happen, darling? You're rather squirmy today."
>There's a knowing little smile on her face, that just makes you blush brighter.
>Of course Pinkie Pie had convinced you to tell your friends what was going on.
>Friends don't keep secrets, after all.
"Nothing happened, Rarity. I w-was just thinking that's all."
>"My, our little Fluttershy is all grown up and having -those- kinds of thoughts!"
>For someone so proper, she enjoyed teasing you in such a dirty way.
"R-Rarity, Please!"

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>>26807539
>You whine a little. This was one reason you didn't want to say anything.
>They'd accept it, that goes without saying.
>But they are your friends, and they are going to keep bringing things like that up.
>Not like you haven't thought of it...
>"....Shy? Fluttershy! Would you care to share the details of your conversation with the rest of the class?"
>You could FEEL everyone's eyes on you. Smirks and giggles as the teacher called you out.
>Looking forward, you feel the heat on your cheeks flare with a vengeance.
"N-No Miss Turner, it won't happen again."
>"See that it doesn't."
>Great. You sink into your desk and attempt to hide behind your hair, looking towards the clock.
>Just Math, and then lunch. You were hungry, but you knew the girls were just going to poke and prod for more details of your time with Anonymous..
>..You kind of wish you had some more to share with them.

>You are Anonymous.
>Taking a break at bus stop bench.
>This was by far the most physical activity you've had since Monday.
>Your ribs were and lungs were screaming at you, but at least it wasn't too painful.
>Those painkillers in your pocket helped with that of course.
>It'd still be at the very least another 45 minutes before you got to the school.
>Smacking your lips, and feeling a bit guilty, you open up the bottle of strawberry kiwi tea and take a few gulps.
>Fluttershy will forgive you for taking a drink, right?
>Of course she will. It's a warm day, and you're walking this to school for her!
>You can always give her money to grab a fresh one from the vending machine if she's too mad.
>The thought of Fluttershy mad makes you chuckle a bit.
>You are pretty sure she doesn't even get Mad. It would take something terrible to make her angry.
>Slinging her bag over your shoulder, you take another sip and continue walking.

>You are Fluttershy.
>And when you stopped at your locker before getting to Miss Cosine's math class, you realized the error you made this morning.

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>>26807543
>Having woken up a little late, you were in a rush, and forgot your bag at home.
>Meaning you have no lunch today.
>A fact that makes your stomach howl in what some people would describe as a cute way.
>But to you, it's just embarassing and intimidating.
>Pinkie Pie usually brings a bunch of extra cupcakes, maybe you can just grab some from her.
>Sadly, this is your only class without any of the girls, so you can't even ask.
>Don't worry, Fluttershy. You'll think of something!
>grumble.
>At least you hope so.

>You are Pinkie Pie.
>There is someone in need of sweets!
>You can feel it in every hair on your head.
>If only sneaking out of class was easier, you could find them and bring a big smile to their faces with your super duper ultra-nutty vanilla birthday cake cupcakes!
>You look towards the reader and smirk.
"Funny how I can break the rules this way, but not skip class huh?"
>With a smile, you turn back to class and shoot your hand up to answer a question.
>You really wanna get to the good part already!

>You are Anonymous.
>After walking for what feels like three days straight, thanks in no small part due to your recent time stuck in bed, you're within throwing distance of CHS.
>You drank half of that tea on the way.
>Fluttershy really had a good tongue.
>Not like that!
>Well, maybe...she was really soft spoken, she can probably..
>You shake the thought from your head and cough.
>On Monday, you wouldn't have had the stones to think anything like that about a girl.
>But as the days have passed, and you've been shown a different way to the world,
>As you've been treated like a human, you've been feeling more and more comfortable.
>You step up to the main doors and push them aside, making your way inside.
>There's still about 10 minutes before the lunch bell rings.
>Might as well return this Bedsheet.
>You make the familiar journey to the nurses office, knocking a few times before you hear Red Heart say "Come on in."

4/10

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>>26807547
>Suffice to say, she's a little surprised to see you.
>"Anonymous? Aren't you suspended until Tuesday?"
"Y-yeah, but.."
>You lift up the sheet and look away, still embarassed about the situation.
>"That could have waited Anonymous. You're not supposed to be on school property."
"I know, but Fluttershy forgot her bag and well.."
>Red Heart can hear the difference in your tone just by talking about Fluttershy.
>The stutter and unease of your words faded and you sounded calm.
>"Ah, I understand. Well, while you're here. I feel I have to apologize to you."
"Huh? For what?"
>She crosses her legs and dusts off her skirt a little.
>Actions you understand as a small delay tactic. You knew those well.
>"I should have noticed there was something more happening with you."
"Oh, that's not yo-"
>"Hush. I know that being sorry, and no amount of hindsight or reprimanding will fix things. But I want you to know, if anything like this ever happens again, you have people on your side."
>A smile crosses your lips and you nod.
"Got it."
>The lunch bell rings and Red Heart turns back to her desk.
>"I've got some paperwork to finish off. I'm glad to see you are out and about, Anonymous. Go take your girlfriend her lunch."
>You could easilly cook an egg with the heat you feel on your cheeks.
"Sh-Shy's not my girlfriend."
>"She's a girl, she's a friend. I have paperwork. Shoo."
>You can tell she's got a smirk on her face, without even seeing it.
>With a small smirk of your own, you turn and head out to the hall.
>Shy had Math before lunch, so she'd get to the Cafeteria before you.
>Might as well meet her there.

>Three girls sit at a table in the middle of the Cafteria.
>Surrounded by dopey teenage boys holding their books, and lunches, and drinks.
>"Fajitas aren't the saaaaaaaame!" the blue girl says with a pout, refusing the bite that's held in front of her mouth by a bespectacled nerd.

5/10

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>>26807557
>"Sonata, please. Just. Shut. Up." The purple girl takes a drink, and spits it onto the boy's chest. "This is diet, you idiot! God, you can't do anything right can you?"
>"Girls, girls, giiirls." Adagio moans softly, getting a shoulder massage from Bulk Biceps. "That'll be enough, muscles. For now." she adds with a wink.
>She sits forward and shakes her poofy head.
>"Both of you, shut up. You almost made me lose focus."
>"Focus on what Dagi?"
>"On that."
>Her lips curling into a devious smirk, Adagio points to the doubledoors of the Cafeteria.
>And the boy, frozen and shaking, holding a backpack, scanning the room.
>"Tsch, is that the one?"
>"Mmm...seems so." Adagio's voice falls to a whisper, and she pushes a small picture from the previous yearbook. It's definitely Anonymous. "Of course, it's not time yet. But...who says we can't have a little fun?"
>Her necklace pulses with a heartbeat like glow, and without another word, the other siren's understand what to do.
>"Ahhh ah-ah, ah-ahhhhh~"

>You are Fluttershy.
>Nibbling on a really, really sweet cupcake Pinkie Pie gave you.
>You didn't even have to ask! She always seems to know.
"This is really good Pinkie, thanks!"
>"Yay! I knew you'd love it, but next time I'll bring you this new one I'm working on, it's like a really sweet lemon meringue cupcake that's filled with lemon pie filling! I'll give you one for Anonymous too!"
>You are pretty sure he'd like that. He devoured the cupcakes Pinkie helped your dad make.
"That sounds great, Pinkie. I can ask him what his favorite kind is too, so you can make those, or maybe, show me how to..."
>Baking wasn't really your strongsuit. At least sweets.
>"Or ya could ask him right now, sugarcube." Applejack says with a little nod towards the doors.
>All your other friends have noticed too.
>Your jaw drops and you practically spring away from the table and rush to him.
"Anonymous! What are you doing out of bed?!"
>"O-oh, you l-left this at home."

6/10

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>>26807561
>He's got your bag. Your lunch!
"D-did you walk all the way here to bring me my lunch?"
>Anonymous does seem pretty drained right now. He's pretty pale too.
>"Sup Anonymous! Didn't expect to see you back in school till Tuesday." Dash says, walking up to the two of you.
>Though it seems impossible, he gets a little more pale.

>You are Anonymous
"Y-yeah, I uhh..y-yeah."
>Shit. You forgot about this.
>Or at least, you didn't want to think of this.
>You've grown so comfortable around Shy, but you forgot that like 90 percent of the school population is female.
>And there are only a handful right now that aren't looking at you like some kind of creeper.
>Shy seems to sense what's wrong and takes her bag from you.
>"Thank you, Anonymous."
"A-anytime Fluttershy."
>There are a few moments of awkward silence. Private glances cast at each other that you both notice.
"I u-uhh...I should go."
>You choke that out, feeling yourself starting to sweat.
>Trying to focus only on Fluttershy helps, but you can see her friends just behind her.
>Watching you two so closely.
>They must still not trust you.
>Shy looks like she wants to say something, but instead she gives you the smile that you've come to know as a sign of everything be okay.
>"Alright Anonymous. I'll see you at home."
"O-okay. See you at home, Shy."
>Smiling, you turn back around simultaneously.
>She heads back to her table.
>You are about to leave.
>Out of nowhere, you find yourself unable to move.
>Your legs refuse to listen.
>Nausea comes rapidly. It's hard to breath.
>You think you can faintly hear singing. But it's like the song has been muted.
>Vision blurs, and you feel yourself moving.
>Unable to see where.
>You can feel something soft on your palms. Your hands give a squeeze.
>All at once, everything comes back. It's almost enough to knock you on your ass.
>"Uhh, what're you doin?"
>The youngest member of the Apple Family looks up at you, a bit scared, but more confused than anything.

7/10

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>>26807568
>You look back down at her, finding yourself with your hands resting on her shoulders. Another squeeze.
>"'Scuse me? I asked what you were doin?"
>Oh god you're going to get sick.
"S-sorry, i-it was an accident. S-sorry!"
>You release the girl, scared, no idea what the hell just happened.
>Stumbling back, your mind is racing.
>You can hear them. All of them.
>"Pervert."
>"Child Molester."
>"Did you see him?! what was he going to do to Applebloom?!"

>You are Fluttershy, and you just watched Anonymous head to leave, only to come back and grab Apple Bloom's shoulder.
>Applejack didn't look too happy, but she held herself back.
>She knew why he had most of his...unfortunate accidents by now.
>You know there wasn't anything malicious in his actions.
>But it was odd.
>You're about to stand and walk over, when you feel a hand on your shoulder.
>"Shy. Running after him won't do any good, look at him. He looks like he's about to piss his pants."
>"I agree with Dash. Sides, Apple Bloom doesn't look scared, just a mite confused. I'm not angry."
>While your friends distracted you, Anonymous turned and ran out of the cafeteria.
"It was probably too much for him, poor thing...he's been stuck at home."
>"Oooh, I know how we can help! Nonny is nervous around girls, riiiight?"
>Nonny? You're not surprised that Pinkie is the first to give him a nickname.
>But you kind of wish you had thought of it first.
"That's right, Pinkie. W-why?"
>The Pink-haired girl beams brightly. "Shy, let's have a slumber party at your place this weekend!"
"I d-don't think Anonymous would be ready for that. H-he only barely stays together around me. M-maybe some other ti-"
>Her hair seems to lose some of it's luster and volume.
>You sigh and look back towards the door.
"A-Alright. But if he doesn't want to be around us, no forcing him deal?"
>The girls around the table smile, and simultaneously pinkie swear.
>Only one seems nervous about this...you.
>And it's not for Anonymous' sake.


8/10

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>>26807579
>You are Adagio
>Unsurprisingly, your little trick didn't work.
>These gems were broken once before, and the repair job was shoddy at best.
>Complete control is impossible, even on such a broken template of a human.
"Ugh, I really didn't want to do this the messy way. It would be so much easier to just bend him to our will and become a toy."
>"Ooooh, I like toys!"
>"Sonata, P-...nevermind. I don't care anymore."
>"Ariii, what is iiiit?"
>"You're annoying."
>Sonata takes a long slurp of her chocolate milk, before flinging the empty carton at Aria's forehead.
"Will you two please, for just 5 minutes, pretend that you get along?"
>Aria rolls her eyes and dodges a plastic fork, grunts, and then you hear Sonata yelp.
>"Owwie, no kicking Ari!"
>"So what's the plan then, Adagio?" Aria asks, ignoring the blue girl. "These stupid necklaces won't help us."
"No, they won't. But we haven't survived her so long without learning a few skills that make us really dangerous right~?"
>Your hand drops under the table and comes to rest on Aria's left thigh, the other moving to mirror the action on Sonata's right thigh.
>The two girls look to you, a glimmer of expectancy in their eyes whilst you toy and tease, drumming your fingers toward their waists.
"We just follow Cheeri's plan. We've got plenty of time to let the pieces fall into place."
>Your palms come to rest against your companion's groins. Sonata's panties were already dampened, and you could feel a bit of vibration coming from Aria's pants.
"Oh, Bulky, be a dear and come with my sisters and I...we have a special request for you."

>You are Anonymous
>And, being understandably freaked out, you completely forgot to take that apology letter to Cheerilee.
>You can bring it back on Tuesday, no big deal.
>Weren't even supposed to be here today.
>What happened back there? You must have blacked out or something.
>Either way, that was the most uncomfortable you've been all week.

9/10

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>>26807582
>At least you can look forward to an easy, relaxing Weekend.
>You hope to ask Fluttershy to spend a bit of time with you.
>Outside of feeding you, which really, you can do that yourself now.
>Fluttershy probably knows that too. But that doesn't stop her.
>Your thoughts drifting to the pink-haired angel that saved you from the dark, you walk back home with a smile on your face.
>When you finally get back, the first thing you do is get upstairs to your bedroom.
>You strip down to your boxers and get in bed, resting your eyes.
>Hoping it wasn't too embarassing for Fluttershy.
>Praying that girl didn't freak out or get the wrong idea about you grabbing her shoulders.
>Wishing you knew why you went all auto-pilot like that.
>And eventually, dreaming of your angel holding you against her.
>Telling you in that soft, sweet voice. "Everything will be okay. I promise."

10/10

And Pastebin Updated. - http://pastebin.com/7fqVAPW5

Might post another little bit tonight, unsure. Either way, start preparing, readers. Things are going to be getting very interesting.

>>26807592
Oops.

Also, thanks to everyone who was present in Discord chat (12 and 13) who helped me come up with the title of the story, Damaged Goods.

>>26807486
[Part 11]
"Rarity?"
>The girls' attention snaps to Flash as he steps out of the booth. He cleans up pretty nicely.
>Rarity makes her way over to him, smiling as she evaluates the shirt.
"You wear it quite well, Flash."
"And it looks even better, thanks to you, Ms. Rarity."
>Rarity giggles before quickly remembering that the girls are watching.
"Ahem. Yes, well, do you like it?"
"Yeah, absolutely."
"Good, good. I hope you don't mind the cuffs. You said no buttons, so...."
"Nah, it's totally cool. All I care about is that they don't have buttons."
>He raises his left wrist and tugs at the cuff.
"See? No buttons. So, I'm good."
>She nods, but frowns a bit. Stepping towards him, she reaches out and traces along the edge of his shirt collar.
"Hmm. Looks like it needs to be trimmed a bit. Flattened out further? Hmm. I'll need you to take your shirt off so I can make some adjustments."
"Right here?"
>He glances over at Sunset and the others, a smirk on his face.
"In front of all these ladies?"
"Into the booth with you, Mr. Sentry."
>As Rarity gently pushes Flash into the booth, Rainbow Dash holds a napkin to Sunset's face.
"What's this for?"
"Oh, you just got a little bit of drool right here."
>Pouting, Sunset playfully punches her arm.
>Seconds later, Flash exits the booth, dressed in his usual attire, and hands Rarity the shirt.
>As she makes her way to her work area, Flash makes his way around the shop, browsing some of her wares.
"Hey, ladies."
>He says, a bit nervously, as he passes by the couch. Surprisingly, Fluttershy is the one to speak up.
"Hello, Flash. Um, are you still coming to the orphanage tomorrow?"
"Yeah, wouldn't miss it. It's still at 10, right?"
"Uh-huh."
"Yeah, I'll see you then."
>He continues on his way, apparently catching sight of an interesting tie, and the girls stare at Fluttershy.
>Shrinking a bit beneath their gazes, the girl lets out a little squeak.

>>26807610
[Part 12]
"Um, he's one of the volunteers for the pet event. We take a few animals and let the children play with them; under supervision, of course.
It helps prepare the animals for adoption. It's also fun for the children."
>With an exasperated sigh, Sunset gets up from the couch and marches over to Flash.
>If Fluttershy can talk to him without tripping over herself, she can, too.
"Flash."
"Sunset?"
"I want to talk to you. In private. Outside."
"O-okay."
>The girls watch as they leave the Boutique, with Fluttershy looking a little more than worried.
"Oh, I hope I didn't get Flash into any trouble."
"I wouldn't worry about that, sugar. Seems more like ya lit a fire in Sunset Shimmer's belly. Could be good for her."
>Sunset shivers a bit as the cold, night air nips at her skin, but decides against buttoning up her jacket.
>This should only take a few minutes. Flash tucks his hands into his pocket, a curious look in his face.
"So."
"So... I just..."
>Deep breath.
"I'm sorry."
>He opens his mouth to speak; she raises her hand.
"I'm sorry for how I treated you. I'm sorry that I took how you felt about me for granted.
And I'm sorry for being an all-around terrible girlfriend. I ruined a good thing, but I'm changing.
And, I know I can't turn back the clock, but I was wondering, hoping, that,
even if we can't go back to being 'more-than-just' friends, that we can at least be 'just' friends.
So, what I'm trying to say is, do you think you can find it in your heart to forgive me?"
>He stares at her for a moment, her stomach tightening and heart sinking, before slowly smiling.
"Yes. Absolutely. I've been wanting to clear the air between us for a while, but, you know. I was pretty nervous and wasn't really sure what to say exactly."
"Ha. Yeah, me too. I guess it's just one of those things you just do."
>He nods. She smiles and opens her arms wide.
"So. Friends?"
>He smiles back and leans forward to hug her.
"Of course."
>As they pull away, the bell chimes.

>>26807628
[Part 13]
>They look to see Rarity, a small smile on her face and a package in her hands.
>She steps outside, the door closing behind her.
"I'm done with your shirt, Flash."
"Alright."
>Sunset looks between them, a small smile on her face, before patting Rarity on the shoulder and heading back inside.
"She's changed quite a lot."
"Yeah. I'm really glad for her."
>Rarity nods.
"And, I just want to thank you for the work you've put in."
"Thank you. I aim to please."
"Mmm. Ha. It's weird, I kinda just entered the raffle thing to get my mind off Sunset and Twilight, but here I am."
>Her brows crinkle in confusion.
"Oh?"
"Yeah. Seems like romance isn't working out for me. I thought, 'Hey Flash, maybe you'll luck out this time AND you'll get to have some fun, too' if I entered the raffle. Now I'm kinda nervous that I'll just mess the date up, somehow."
"Oh. I see. Well, I have a suggestion."
"Lay it on me."
"It's cliche, but: just be yourself. I think that your personality is already well-rounded enough to carry you on a date. So, just be you."
>He smirks, cocking his head to the side.
"It's that easy?"
>She smiles, brushing her hair back.
"Well, practice makes perfect. So, even if you don't do so well on your September Fair date, it'll still give you an opportunity to learn from."
>He nods, chuckling.
"Yeah. I hear you."
"Now, let's go ring this up, shall we?"
>Flash glances down at his packaged shirt.
"Sounds good. Oh! I also want to buy this tie I saw. It was red with, like, a golden 'v' printed on it?"
"Ah. One of my Taurus series ties? About $5, I believe?"
>He nods.
"Yeah, but there was only one red one."
"Oh, don't worry about that. I always have one of each item on display, but I usually have at least three backups in storage just so the main shop doesn't get cluttered. And, if it comes to it, I can just make more when needed."
>She turns, heading back into the shop and holding the door open for him.
"Now, let's conclude tonight's business, shall we?"

>>26807653
[Part 14]
>As Flash left, his shirt and tie in hand, the girls decided it was time to head home themselves.
>But, as she neared the exit, Sunset doubled back over to Rarity.
"Rarity? Can we talk for a bit?"
"Oh? Of course, darling."
"About Flash."
"...Oh..."
>They take a seat on the lounging couch, Rarity's stomach tightening as Sunset stares at her.
"It's okay."
"Wh-what is?"
"If you and Flash start... dating or just hanging out or whatever. I'm fine with it."
"N-now, hold on, dear. That... Pinkie Pie said I can dance that congo line when I cross it."
>Sunset raises an eyebrow and smirks at her.
"Congo line?"
"I... well..."
"Look, Rarity. I liked Flash. I really did. I liked him because he made me feel good about myself, but was also, I dunno,
challenging in that he'd say things and I'd argue with him.
He got upset with me, but it's like he always understood me or at least made an effort. He cared.
And, as we dated, more and more people started to warm up to me. Started caring.
People who would usually laugh at me for being the awkward new girl were saying 'Hi' and treating me like a friend.
It felt good to be liked. To be popular. And I wanted more of that.
That's when it fell apart and I went back into the same old ways that cost me my relationship with Princess Celestia.
Everyone became just another stepping stone, and that included Flash.
I stopped seeing him for who he was and cared more about what I could get out of him.
So, he broke up with me.
I was angry with him, furious. But, now? I realize it was all my fault and he deserved better.
You all deserved better. So, I won't stand in your way. That was the old me.
I might feel jealous, and I don't think I can help that, but I won't stand in your way.
Okay?"
>Rarity smiles, her heart about to burst from Sunset's genuine confession.
"Okay. Thank you, Sunset."
>She pulls her friend into a hug and they share a laugh.
"What are friends for?"

>>26807674
[Part 15]
>Next week went by in a flash.
>Today is Friday. The day of the September Fair
>Rarity stares at her raffle ticket, peeling off its covering to reveal a number: 7
"So, you ready for your blind date, Rarity?"
>Rarity sighs, clutching her coat a bit closer to her chest.
"As ready as I'll ever be, Rainbow Dash."
"Ya sure you don't want to hang out with just us, Rarity?"
"I'd love to, but I'd rather at least ask my date first..."
>She glances at her watch. Almost 6pm.
>The agreed upon time for students to meet their dates.
"If he shows up, that is."
"Maybe you should wait for him by the ticket booth instead of here? He could even be the guy waiting there already."
>Rainbow Dash points to the sharply dressed, red haired boy standing by the booth, rocking back and forth on the heels of his boots.
"I doubt it."
"Really? Or are you just hoping for someone else? Someone a little more..."
"Ooh! Flashy?"
>The girls, save for a flustered Rarity and a pouty Rainbow Dash, share a laugh.
>Twilight gently squeezes Rarity's shoulder.
"Rainbow Dash has a point, Rarity. We'll wait here until your date arrives. And, if he does turn out to be Flash, I hope you two have fun."
>They share a smile and Rarity gently places a hand atop Twilight's.
>With that, she makes her way to the booth.
>As she approaches, the red haired boy stops rocking and perks up.
"6?"
>Rarity smiles, relieved.
"7."
"Aw, man."
>He goes back to rocking and Rarity approaches the ticket-woman.
"Hello, I was wondering if a person with raffle ticket #7 came in?"
>The woman glances at something to her right before shaking her head.
"No, ma'am. Would you like to turn your ticket in now or wait?"
"I'll wait."
>With that, Rarity stares out at the fair, the sounds of music and chattering filling the air.
>Seconds later, the sound of approaching footsteps pulls her out of her trance.
>She freezes as Flash Sentry stops a few feet in front of her.
>He shows her his ticket.
"7?"
>She shows him hers.
"7."

>>26807715
[Part 16]
>They stare at each other.
"Well."
"Surprised to see me?"
>She chuckles dryly.
"I had a feeling things might turn out this way. I would be more surprised if my date wasn't you."
"Is that a good sign?"
>She brushes back a strand of her hair and glances towards her friends.
>They were too far away for her to make out their expressions, but it looked like they were encouraging her.
"I think it is."
"We... could just call it off-"
"No! No. I just... no... I want to go with you."
"Even if you could be having fun with Twilight and the others?"
>She nods, a stern look on her face.
"As far as I'm concerned, when we drew those tickets, we promised each other a date. And I, for one, won't back down on that promise."
>She steps towards him and hooks her left arm under his right one.
"So, I say that we go on our little date and have as much fun as we can. How about you?"
>He stares at her, a bit overwhelmed by her headstrong attitude, but smiles.
"Alright. Let's go have some fun."
>She smiles back and he leads her to the ticket-woman.
>The woman looks between them, smirking.
"Tickets, please."
>They hand her their raffle tickets, which she takes and exchanges for a roll of tickets.
"Tickets are for rides and money is for everything else. Have fun."
>Rarity squeezes his arm.
"We will."
>Hopefully.
>With smiles and grins on their faces, Twilight and the girls watched as the raffle winners entered the fair grounds.
>Ready to have fun themselves, the six girls follow after them.
>As they left, the red haired boy was approached by a blonde with misaligned eyes.
"6?"
>She shakes her head and shows him her ticket.
"Nope! 9."
"Aw... wait. That's a 6! See that underline? It's the same on my ticket! That means you have a 6!"
"Ooohh. Ok."
"So... yeah. Let's go then."
"Ok."
"Alright."
>She holds out her left arm, allowing him to hook it under his right.
>After exchanging their tickets, they exchange glances and, with a shrug of his shoulders, he leads her to the fair.

>>26807788
[Part 17]
>Once the high of the moment left her, Rarity came crashing down.
>She was on a date with the ex of her new friend and a boy who had a thing for one of her other friends.
>And so they sat for a few minutes on a bench, Rarity doing her best to compose herself and Flash doing his best not to feel dejected.
"So much for fun..."
>She mumbles, sighing as she looked over to Flash.
>To her surprise, he had a smirk on his face.
"Let's play a game. It's called 'Hypothetical.'"
>She raises an eyebrow.
"We ask each other hypothetical questions until we both feel comfortable."
"Oh. Alright."
>He nods.
"My turn. Rarity: hypothetically, if we weren't sitting in awkward silence, how would you hit up a conversation with me?"
"O-oh? Well... I would compliment you on your outfit and how... w-well... How handsome you look?"
>He lets out a small laugh, blushing a bit.
"My turn?"
"Your turn."
"Hmm. Hypothetically, how would you... awkwardly strike up a conversation with me?"
"That's easy: Ah, w-well, h-how you doing, Ms. Rarity? Fine weather we're having today. O-oh? It's raining? W-well...ah, um, geez..."
>She laughs, raising a hand to daintily cover her mouth.
"Haha, your turn."
"Well. Hypothetically, if you were feeling comfortable, what's the first thing you'd want to do at the fair?"
>She smiles, rising from the bench, before pointing at a little shooting gallery.
"I'd like to see how good of a shot you are. See if you could win me a teddy bear?"
>He gets up as well, letting her hook her arm under his again.
"Well, then, let's go see how good I am."
>...
"You really do look handsome, you know."
"Y-yeah? Thanks. You're pretty handsome your-"
>Punch.
"Ow!"
"Careful, Mr. Sentry."
>...
"But, seriously, you look lovely.
"Thank you... Does your shirt feel warm enough?"
"Yep. I had it custom-made by an excellent tailor last week. She did an awesome job."
>She giggles, feeling whatever remained of her nervousness disappear.
"She certainly did."

>>26807801
[Part 18]
>He was a pretty good shot. One ticket for two shots.
>One bulls-eye and a 7-pointer netted him enough points for a hand-sized Power Pony doll and a teddy bear keychain.
"Well, not the teddy bear you wanted, but..."
>She smiles, gently accepting the doll and keychain from him.
"It's fine, Flash... Now, What would you like to do?"
>And so they traveled the fair grounds, trying out various other attractions such as the hoop toss, bumper karting, and even a petting zoo.
>Feeling a bit hungry, the two decide to take a break and order something to eat.
"So, how come you're not with Twilight and the others? I mean, I thought Pinkie Pie would have gotten tickets to give you guys or something. She was in charge of the raffle, right?"
"Ah... well. Yes. She did, but only because of the Cakes. Apparently, Mrs. Cake's friend is the organizer of the fair, so she gave the Cakes six tickets for free.
The Cakes didn't need them since they were hired as vendors, and they weren't going to bring the baby Cakes, so they gave the tickets to Pinkie Pie."
"There's seven of you girls, though."
"Mmhm. I decided to give up my bid because, well, I wanted Sunset Shimmer to feel welcome. I thought she'd love to spend some time with the girls."
"Wait, you make it sound like you weren't coming to the fair."
"Well... not exactly..."
"So, the raffle?"
"It was actually just a funny coincidence. We were surprised when Vice-Principal Luna announced it."
"That's some luck, you've got."
>She smiles.
"I suppose. I'm glad it turned out this way, though."
"Oh?"
"Yes. I love the girls, but I'm happy I got to mix things up a bit and... well, especially with a nice boy like you."
"Yeah, I like hanging out with you, too, Rarity."
>They smile for a moment, a loud speaker announcement stealing their attention.
"Patrons, the next circus act will begin in 30 minutes. All who wish to see the show should should head to the tent now."

>>26807816
[Part 19]
>Finding a seat wasn't difficult. In fact, Pinkie Pie and the girls had saved them two.
>It was a lovely show. Some laughs, some gasps, and all around entertaining.
>Although, it was a bit annoying having to look around one guy's mohawk to get a clear view of the action.
>Still, for Flash, what made up for even the biggest annoyances and out-shined the best moments of the show was just being able to talk with Rarity and the others in a completely relaxed, friendly atmosphere.
>That was the best. He wished Beats and Ringo were there, but he wouldn't trade the experience for anything.
>The act eventually finished, participants taking their bows as the audience applauded before finally filing out of the circus tent.
"That certainly was delightful, wasn't it, Flash?"
"Yep. Loved every last minute of it."
>The girls voiced their agreement, so excited and wowed that it felt like Pinkie Pie had multiplied.
"Speaking of minutes..."
>Rarity raises her watch: 10:47pm
"It's getting a bit late and..."
>She lets out a yawn, covering her mouth.
"Goodness. I'm starting to run out of steam, so to speak."
"I gotta agree with Rarity here. Gettin' mighty tired myself."
>The girls nod and they say their goodbyes to Flash before making their way out of the fairgrounds.
"Rarity!"
>The girls stop in their tracks, with Rarity being the first to do so and face Flash.
"Um... would it be alright if I took you home?"
>She feels her face heat up. With a giggle, she brushes her hair back.
"Like a puppy?"
"Heh. You don't seem like the type that likes to be collared."
"Well, if it's diamond studded..."
>Flash looks away, blushing a bit.
"But... yes... I'd love for you to drive me home."
"Oh. Okay."
>She turns to her friends, all smiling or grinning, and bids them goodbye.
>With that, she hooks her arm under his and they head to his car.

>>26807830
[Part 20]
"So, why'd you bother with the raffle?"
"Well, I was a bit... soured on love, I suppose. I thought I had found my Prince Charming, but he was an oaf. Then, I fell for another boy, but he was interested in Applejack."
"Bummer."
"Indeed. So, like you, I decided to just let fate deal with it. At least, for a moment..."
>...
"And you? You mentioned Twilight. I thought you two were smitten with each other."
>He chuckles.
"We liked each other, but we're from two different worlds. She's a princess and I'm just some guy in a band."
"Sounds like the making of a romance novel."
>He shoots her a grin.
"It does, doesn't it? Maybe I gave up too easily, but what's done is done."
"You broke up?"
"Well, we were never together. We just danced and then the Battle of the Bands happened... And I just..."
>He sighs.
"I think I realized just how far apart we actually were."
"You felt she was out of your league?"
"Kinda. I always wanted to be a hero. The kind of guy people make action figures of. A knight in shining armor protecting a princess."
>He glances at her, smirking,
"But, being a rocker isn't half-bad."
>She smiles at him, nodding.
>Seconds tick by in silence.
"You know, I think we've been looking at the situation the wrong way."
>He glances at her.
"Yeah?"
"I've been trying to find my Prince Charming, but maybe he eludes me because, well, I'm chasing something that doesn't exist. Looking to the sky when I should be..."
"Looking somewhere closer to home?"
"...Yes."
"...I know what you mean."
>The rest of the drive proceeds in silence. Eventually, they arrive at the Carousel Boutique.
"Hold on."
>Flash gets out, strides over to the passenger side and opens the door for Rarity.
"My, lady..."
"Thank you, kind sir."
>He takes her hand and guides her to the door.
"I had a lot of fun tonight."
>Rarity gives him a smile before leaning in and pecking him on the cheek.
"As did I... Goodnight, Flash."
"Y-yeah. Goodnight, Rarity."
>The bell chimes. The door shuts.

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>>26807915
[Part 21 End]
>Saturday morning.
>Rarity sighs as she sinks into her couch, last night's memories still dancing in her head.
>She hadn't expected things to turn out so well. Decently, of course, but not as fantastic as they did.
>Although she wasn't completely sold on the idea, she couldn't help but wonder if Flash might be interested in another outing.
>Another friendly little date. Just the two of them. With a bit of flirting thrown in.
"Oh, who am I trying to kid?"
>She used to not think much of him; never disliked him, but was a bit on-guard due to his reputation as a sweet-talker.
>Last night, no, the last few months had opened her eyes a bit in regards to how he really is.
>But, last night in particular revealed a side of him that showed him to be a bit of a kindred spirit.
>Even if they just ended up as friends, Rarity wanted to give this new connection, this new relationship a shot at-
>The bell chimes. She rises from the couch and turns towards the entrance.
"Welcome to the Carousel..."
>Flash Sentry is standing there.
"...Boutique."
>...
"Hey."
"Hello."
>He makes his way to her.
"So... I followed your advice and I think my date really enjoyed herself. And I really enjoyed her company."
"Oh?"
>He nods.
"Yeah, but I was wondering when I should... maybe... ask her on another date?"
>She steps towards him, a smirk on her face.
"Hmm. Well, it's important to consider her schedule."
"Mmm."
"But, I have a feeling that she's just about to step out for lunch for an hour or so,"
"Sounds good to me."
"Then, hurry and ask her before you miss your chance."
>...
"Ms. Rarity?"
"Yes, Mr. Sentry?"
"Would you like to grab a bit to eat with me?"
"I'd love to, darling."

Well, that's all for that. To the Anon who requested a straight Rarity shipfic: well, there you go.
Writing is tiring, so it's snooze time.

>>26807049
This would be nice

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>Lukewarm lights from the windows shone upon the deserted school corridor where you girls are walking
>It was such an irony, where the usually fragile glass surface, are now as hard as steel due to some unexplainable magic, barring everyone from exiting this carnage
>Trixie's still leading in front of you, her ghostly form floats unaffected by the lights of the dying world
>Eventually she stops by the entrance of the gymnasium, where she turned around and greets you again
>"Well, here we are. As Trixie had said before, she waits by the hole in the wall"
>There was chill in the air as she sighs
>"I hope Im not asking much, but please avenge me and the others"
>And with that, her bluish form falters and dissapear
>Again, the held back tears started again, and you are no exception
>"We will, Trixie, we will" muttered Rainbow Dash as you all now avert your gaze towards the gymnasium's door
>"Now let us all end this, we still got so much questions needed to be answered.. and they all lies outside in Canterlot, or whatever left from it" added Rarity

>You sense a powerful presence from beyond the door
>Proceed?
[Yes]

>>26808157
sure continue

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>>26808157
>The girls cautiously open the door leading to the school's purposeful indoor stadium. Just like the ghosts had told you, there are indeed a large opening in the wall, leading to the bleak and hazardous world outside the locked campus.
>And of course, there are also her, sitting atop a lump of fallen and blackened corpses, her baton twirling in her hand.
>"I shouldnt be surprised" declared the silhouette "If there's anyone that could manage to transverse through all of those ruckus inside relatively unscatched, it has got to be YOU girls"
>Saying this, the voice continued in a chuckle as she eyed your group's determination "Going to save the world again? *spits* Yeah, be my guest. Hog all of the spotlight again like you always do, Rainbooms"
>"What?" Rainbow cried "Whats that supposed to mean?"
>"You know what I mean, so stop pretending to be such fools" The murderess answered with hostility "You all think that if you could just pony up, and then blast whoever responsible for this, then we all could be merry as you saved the day! Oh if you just open your eyes, Rainbooms.."
>"Speak for yourself, murderer" Twilight scoffed "You think just because the world is torn apart and there's nothing we cant really do about it now, its okay to do this? To add more casualties in the chaos?"
>"Yeah! and whats that bit about us getting all the spotlight or whatever supposed to mean anyway? This is a do-or-die situation we're having here, and you are clearly more on the side of 'dying', so step aside!" Pinkie said "People are hurting everywhere, we should take care of each other and work together to make everything normal again!"
>Suddenly, as if a chord on a violin being snapped thus ending its music, she jumps from her rancid throne and stare at you all in curiosity and disgust
>"Please, dont tell me that you girls have no idea what's this all about" she smirked mockingly

>>26808245
>"Okay, enough of these horseapples, and-"
>"No! Seriously! Dont tell me, that the all heroic Rainbooms are so stuck with their simplistic belief that they couldnt see whats this all about?" cut the murderess "The prophecy, the dreams, and ultimately The Script have been saying about this day since forever. We are at The Series's End!"
>"Ah know my Script well, missy. But if yer thinking about dragging the Ol' Book into correcting yer evil's work here, then yer blinder than a cow at a gutter" Applejack rejected
>Hearing this, the girl only smiles and shakes her head before continuing in voice that wasnt hers "You girls really are clueless arent you?"
>You and your friends are taken aback at her inhuman tone, but thankfuly it expires when she continues
>"A week ago, my dream says to me, that today would be the time for this world to meet its Series's End, which ultimately came true. I was afraid back then, I felt as I havent accomplished much in my life. Heck, even the Friendships Games were our only memorable appearance this year" she dejected, before her vocal shift again "The dream predicted all of this. I saw it there as this world ripped itself apart. I saw those monsters rising from the black abyss. However, I also saw...that"

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>>26808327
>In cue, she points to the outside world, where suddenly bright lights erupt from one of the darkened hole in the sky far away
>You cant see it very well, but something come out of it
>Something white and winged, which appeared in quite a masse and spread themselves into the horizon
>"Is that.. angels?" Fluttershy squeaked
>"Thats right! and they are my ticket to get out from this mediocre life!" The girl in front of you squealed "My dream says to me, that they are called the Surveyors, the servants of the Great Company. They are all here to search for The Favorites, to search for those who are deemed worthy to be acsended in the new world"
>You girls cringed as her voice has completely turned almost inaudible and demonic
>"And in that new world.. The Favorites's life will be glorious. They will have a purpose, a clear place in the series of events about to roll in that new world. Their lives will be well remembered until that world's own Series's End!"
[She also experienced the same dream as You and Twilight? Just how many people had the same vision?]
>She then turned her attention to you "So thats why I decided to take a little initiative, Rainbooms. Whats a better way to get noticed among the thousands still surviving in this barren land, other than to cull the numbers? What could be more efficient than putting down the flames of those who shine better than you? I really, REALLY plan into staying there, girls. I will get the Surveyors, heck, I will get even Meghan and the Great Company to notice me.. and I think, whats the best way to do that now,.. than GETTING RID OF YOU RAINBOOMS!"

>*glass breaks*
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3F8mWUmCTlk

and thats what I've written so far

>>26808367
and I forget to spoilered the image

>>26809042
It's okay. I'm sure no one minds.
>>26801505
>The door leading to the kitchen from the garage is already unlocked. Sunset soon finds herself approaching a dark hallway leading to nothing but blackness.
>She keeps her gun at the ready.
>Perhaps Sunset should have kept that kid around to get any information regarding any other people who might be living (actually alive or dead) in this house.
>But then again, she does remember him saying that this old lade, whoever she is, has a knack for driving people “on the other side” away from this place. That technically counts as something earning a flaming bullet.
>The lady’s pretty much a poltergeist, not much more. At least, not too much for Sunset to handle.
>A poignant whistling stops Sunset in her tracks.
>It started up so suddenly, catching the girl by surprise. But only for a split second, as Sunset heads in the direction of the sound that abruptly comes to a stop just as quickly as it had begun.
>The end on the hallway leads to a sitting area, presumably a living room. In here, Sunset immediately sees two people sitting on a couch together and one person standing upright. The two on the couch, a balding middle aged man and a young lady in her early twenties. The man holds a newspaper up to his face with his lips puckered.
>Sunset briefly wonders why the man with the newspaper is making this face until the whistling she heard from before escapes his mouth.
>The on standing up, even closer to Sunset, has an ironing board spread out in front of her. Sunset would have thought that this middle aged lade was the poltergeist of this place if it weren’t for the hair being nowhere near as strewn about.
>She keeps a close eye on all three of these people, not wasting any time with preliminary introductions. None of the people move, not even the man whistling.

>>26809102
>A long moment of silence passes as Sunset slowly walks by the family, hoping that they don’t see her as too antagonistic with her gun raised at them. But then again, people with guns raised don’t tend to look very friendly.
>”How long have you lived here?” Sunset makes the slightest attempt to reason with them, just in case se sees these people again. “I’m not here for you. There is someone upstairs that has been terrorizing the living world.”
>They do not answer Sunset. Not even appearing to acknowledge her presence.
>”Do you know her?”
>Still not a peep comes out of any of the three except for further whistling from the balding man. But right as Sunset lowers her barrels, another sound accompanies the man’s whistling.
>The two clicks of a gun being cocked.
>Sunset can already tell that this doesn’t add up, as her own gun has unlimited ammunition and doesn’t need to be reloaded. She instinctively spins around.
>But she spun around a second too late.
>The only thing Sunset catches a glimpse of is the most crazed face she’s seen under a light source before a bullet from another gun pierces through the center of her head.
>Sunset can only assume that this was the lady she saw in the window.
~
>Sunset jolts awake in her bed, shotgun in hand.
>It’s a good thing she never puts any bullets into the thing in real life, otherwise, she might have ended up loudly making swiss cheese out of herself.
>She looks around for a few seconds before gathering her thoughts and returning her mind to reality. She realizes what just happened.
>”Dammit.” Sunset wishes she could have at least lasted a little bit longer this time.
>This was the first time in a while she was killed by something behind her. Sunset can’t help but get the feeling that her defense mechanisms might be slipping.

The last post was me. 4chan forgot to remember my trip in the name field.
>>26809115
>There are still a few hours of night left to sleep through.
>But Sunset decides that she’s seen enough for one round. She’ll just remember the route she took next time and work her way to the same house from there.
>She’s already planning to go see what the house is like today.
>The girl just decides to regularly sleep for the rest of the night. It isn’t often when she takes breathers like these.
>A few more hours pass before the sky outside begins to lighten up.
>Sunset is awoken by her alarm at 6:30. She promptly gets out of bed and gets ready to go to school.
>The cold morning air has returned, and Sunset couldn’t be happier to get onto the warm bus.
>And since none of her friends go the the same school as her, not even her parallel clone, Sunset doesn’t have much to look forward to in the school day.
>…
>By the end of the day, Sunset has already texted a couple of her Canterlot High friends. She’s gotten used to traveling over to their town to hang out. Whenever the main reason to visit Canterlot was to investigate any places over there that might have been haunted, Sunset usually goes over there early enough to be able to spend time with her friends for a little bit after doing whatever she can to save them from the supernatural.
>Whenever they would ask her why she was so out of breath, she’d just explain that she was running around in her own town running errands.
>It’s really the least she can do for the main six.
>School eventually lets out, and Sunset arranges to meet Rarity and Rainbow Dash behind Canterlot High at around 5:00 PM. Before this, she’s going to find the house she was spiritually in a few hours ago.
>Sunset takes her phone with her, expecting to be able to catch a few strange things on camera - video or still shot.
>It takes the girl around ten minutes to drive over to Canterlot.

>>26809127
>She uses the map on her phone to eventually locate the neighborhood she was walking through last night. It doesn’t take long when she can see all fo the different routes she used to take from other times on the map.
>Chills begin to run down Sunset’s spine as she makes it onto the black she used to be on. It’s 4:32, about a half an hour before she is supposed to meet up with her friends.
>She takes her camera out and scans for the lonely cul-de-sac she remembers. It turns out to be the longest one in the neighborhood, making the house even more secluded from the street. Sunset keeps her eyes glued to the house as she drives up to it, almost scratching the sides of five cars as she passes by the other homes.
>Sunset pulls up to the place and takes her phone out. It looks like there haven’t been any people living here for at least a decade. The tall grass in front wild and littered with dandelions and other weeds.
>A few pictures are snapped, and Sunset is able to take a look at them right away since this is her phone she’s using.
>What she finds does settle some uneasiness into the girl, but doesn’t all too much surprise her.
>Human-looking blurs can be seen lurking in the windows and around the house. This somewhat makes Sunset glad she didn’t take any pictures from the backyard, given that it’s the place where she saw the worst spirit of them all in the paranormal realm.
>She finishes taking pictures and gets back into her car. A slight urge to rush away from the house comes over Sunset as she steps on the gas pedal. She can’t quite put her finger on it as she drives away, and pretty much just brushes it off as nothing.
>But still keeps a hope in her heart that whatever was lurking in that house didn’t choose to follow her. She’s had an incident like that happen before.

>>26809136
>Sometimes, the demons like to somewhat spawn camp those who choose to hunt them. But they rarely get that bold, so Sunset doesn’t feel too much worry about a simple uneasy feeling she gets one time.
>She drives on.
>Rarity and Rainbow Dash are already standing at the front of the school when Sunset pulls up at 4:54. They apparently had after school activities to attend, which is why Sunset believes they agreed to meet up here instead of at one of their houses.
>And little does Sunset know, this was probably for the best. Something unseen sits in the backseat of her car.
>Rainbow Dash waves the car down as Sunset parks it. She and Rarity watch the fiery haired girl step out of the car with nothing visible following behind her.
To be continued.
—END OF EPISODE 1—

If you guys would like me to write the next episode of this, just let me know. I just woke up and am ready to write as much green as I can after I get a school essay out of the way.

>>26801473
Getting ready to write for this one now. Expect green about ti to come up really soon.

>>26809161
Ey thanks man, since Im the one that ask that post, would it follow some of the themes I've set up in my green or not? Just asking.

also, what do you all think about mine>>26808157 ? Thats was like, my first green in forever, hope its not that confusing or anything. Should I try my hand in the battle scene?

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>>26806645
Is she a spin off of a shygirl? It looks like it.

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>>26809230

>>26807547
Pinkie and her forth wall breaking bullshit. its fucking weird

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>>26807582
Dazzlings with magic, going after Anon for Cheerilee!

>>26810641
oh god idea! let anon get revenge at cherilee herself

>>26810996
How? Berserk?

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>>26811038
Fuck forgot pic

>>26811038
yep i mean if he goes full rage he could even bite a piece out of her she wont expect that

>>26811056
Plus with all the torture he wont feel a thing if he gets shot.

>>26811108
like that>>26811050
especially if he does it to protect Fluttershy, I imagine him flipping out like Blanka from Street Fighter.

>theere are people who thinks the antipussy anon would do shit against females
Nigga would rather piss on them than land punches

>>26811206
dude the cornered rat bites the cat also its seeable that he gathers SOME bravery against/towards women

>>26806712
like a manure

>>26811229
Whoa this shit practically write itself!

>>26811108
i also wonder: would the dazzlings be able to control someone whos basicly so pissed of that he doesnt really recognise there music?

>>26811507
Doubtful that they could, but pay attention to the fact they did that to Anon without singing do to weaker gems, no one noticed they did anything to him. that is the real threat, that they can do it to Anon, and not get caught.

>>26811595
Panicking would be very helpful right now unless Fluttershy asked if he was feeling okay while walking over to her.

>>26811617
Only way of clearing anything is if Anon is with the girls at the slumber party.

>>26807592
This is the first time I bookmarked a EQG thread just for a green, keep it up m8!

>>26811631
Or ted quietly explaining to the rest of the mane six that Anon is has gynophobia and is completely mentally incapable of doing anything to a women of his own volition. just gotta hope Dash doesn't act like a cunt. would also be neat to see their reactions to Anon telling them how his mother has been treating him this entire time they thought he was creepy perv

>>26811665
they already know the last art

>>26811665
in a casual voice too, with reminders from himself that he deserved it all. Unless while talking he remembers what happened to his dad and goes into a panic attack over Cheerilee.
>>26811685
They know it happened after school this one time, not that its been going on his hole life.

>>26811707
Whole" fucking keyboard.

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>>26806645
http://strawpoll.me/7137329
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http://strawpoll.me/7137329
I don't know why I'm linking this multiple times but I see people do it a lot and it seems to work for them so whatever.

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>>26759969
>Anon looks down at the girl, trying to keep a frown off his face.
>She smiles nervously up at him, and he rolls his eyes.
"Flutters, why are you telling me this?"
>She blinks, and a bit of confidence slips into her expression.
>"Oh, well, I thought maybe, if you knew the circumstances, you know, it might change your opinion of her."
>Anon can't keep the frown off his face now, with a hint of confusion thrown in for good measure.
"But, I already have a good opinion of Rares. She's a really good friend of mine. You know that."
>Fluttershy gives him a tender smile, her arm sliding around his waist as her hand rubs his hip slowly.
>"Sure, but, you can always have a better opinion, right?"
>Anon's eyes narrow slightly. 'Wait... Is she..?'
>He groans, turning to Lemon.
"Did you put her up to this? Come on!"
>Lemon looks surprised, then steps up in front of him, poking a finger into his chest.
>"Hey, I fight my own battles. I didn't put Flutters up to anything." She pauses, looking thoughtful.
>"Never thought I'd have to fight a guy to HAVE sex, though..."
>Anon watches as she rubs her chin, muttering to herself as she turns away.
>He's not sure if she's fucking with him, or having an existential crisis.
>"Lemon didn't put me up to anything, Anon. I just thought it might be, nice."
>Anon looks back to Fluttershy, to see that she's broken out her most potent weapon.
>Puppy-dog eyes.
>Anon's defeated before he even began.
>'Isn't our relationship weird enough already?' Anon thinks ruefully to himself, chuckling.
>He reaches out and cups Fluttershy's cheek, his thumb stroking her cheekbone gently.
"We'll talk about it, Flutters. Now put those away."
>She nods happily, then squeaks in surprise as Lemon wraps her up from behind.
>"Looks like I'm rubbing off on you pretty well, huh, Flutters?" She says with a grin.
>Her expression turns to one of shock when Fluttershy turns around in her arms.

>>26811739
Rarity never strike me as bing the one with huge bust. IMO they would be like this from the biggest to smallest
>Applejack
>Pinkie/Sunset
>Rarity
>Fluttershy/Rainbow/Twilight

I mean, come on, they all had the same body type in the movies, so the differences cant be that far

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>>26811849
>Her hand slips behind Lemon's head, pulling her into a deep kiss as her other one busies itself on her backside.
>Lemon melts against her, groaning as Fluttershy's tongue invades her mouth.
>After a few seconds, Fluttershy breaks off the kiss, looking into Lemon's eyes with a sultry grin.
>"That's for later, Lemon. Come on you two, let's get back to the movie."
>She throws Anon a wink before sauntering out the door, Lemon and Anon watching her hips sway.
>"I think we created a monster." Lemon notes quietly, her hand brushing her mouth with a shiver.
>Anon moves in behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist, and she leans back into him.
"So, am I Igor or Frankenstein?"
>She chuckles, reaching a hand up to stoke his cheek.
>"Hey, You put it together. I just threw the switch, lover."
>Anon joins her in laughter, and they stand there, just enjoying each other's presence for a few moments.
>A loud sniff breaks into their moment, and they turn to see Noon standing behind them, rubbing her eye gently.
>"Noon?" Lemon says quietly, a bit of confusion slipping into her tone.
>Noon sniffs again, then waves them off.
>"Don't mind me, I'm just getting all sentimental." She clears her throat, smiling weakly.
>"You really know how to pick 'em, huh, sis? I'm just, um, glad. That you found some good people to share yourself with."
>Lemon gives her an embarrassed look, her cheeks flushing, and Noon scowls.
>"Hey, none of that! I have sisterly privileges to fawn over your lucky ass. Now go catch up to that girl and do indecent things to her in semi-public places."
>Lemon chuckles, giving her sister a warm look before moving toward the door.
>Anon lets her go, making to follow her before a hand latches on to his arm.
>Lemon stops, looking back to Noon holding Anon back, and she waves her off.
>"Go on, I just want to borrow your boy toy for a few seconds. He'll catch up."
>She gives Anon a look, and he shrugs.
>She hesitates, then nods and sets off out the door.

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So, can you direct me to the sunset shimmer histories?
If its possible, the one of Sunset being fuck because blackmail?

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>>26811739
ib4 someone votes no just because no one has yet.

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>>26812060
"What's up?"
>Anon looks at Noon's serious expression and doesn't like it one bit.
>She looks past him, watching Lemon sprint off past the diner windows and chuckling lightly.
>"Always in such a hurry..."
>After Lemon's out of sight, she turns back to Anon.
>"So, I take it Ponyville hasn't been a problem?" She asks, and Anon slowly nods.
"Yeah. After everyone made such a big deal out of it, I figured we'd be taking a lot more shit for getting together."
>Anon watches Noon relax a bit, then she nods.
>"Well, what I hear from the Crystal side of things is a bit more mixed." She crosses her arms and looks down slightly.
>"Looks like Veela isn't stirring them up anymore, but that's about the only good news. Seems like it's all I hear from Crystal Prep students in her the last few days."
>She looks up into his face again, pinning him with her gaze.
>"Look, my sister's tough, but she's not made of steel. You better be there for her if the shit hits the fan at school."
>He holds up a hand, matching her serious look with his own.
"You don't need to tell me, Noon. If she calls, I'll come running."
>She regards him calmly, then smirks. "You better, you lunk. If nothing else, you should be able to run a few people over before they kick your ass."
>She steps forward, and Anon's surprised when her arms wrap around him, pulling him into a hug.
>After a moment, he hesitantly returns it, and Noon sighs.
>"Take care of her, Anon. And that other girl, Futtershine or whatever, too. You three seem to make each other happy, so keep it that way."
>Anon laughs, shaking his head.
"I'm doing my best, but they're running me ragged. Literally. Your sister is a force of nature."
>Noon looks up at him, a troubled expression flitting across her features.
>"You know it. And it's our job to keep her from blowing everything away..." She mutters quietly.
>Anon frowns, opening his mouth to question, but she waves him off, breaking out of the hug.

I love how this thread is getting back on track. Keep going, guys.

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>>26812402
>"Never mind, just me being a worrywart. Get going. They're probably waiting for you."
>Anon looks at her for a second, then nods slowly. He then grins at her.
"You got it, Noon. Good luck getting Broad drunk enough to take you home."
>He laughs as she sputters at him, and turns around with a jaunty wave, making his way out.
>"You little punk! You better run! And you bet your ass I'll be rolling in Broad before the night's over!"
>Noon fumes at Anon's retreating back, but freezes in place as a rumbling voice cuts in.
>"Noon, do we need to have a talk?" Her eye twitches, then she slowly turns around to see a blushing Broadwing standing awkwardly behind her.
>"Um, well, I..." Noon mumbles out, her own cheeks lighting up like a bonfire.
>Broadwing gives her a hesitant smile, rubbing the back of his neck, and Noon blinks slowly.
>"Oh, fuck it!" She snaps, and walks up to him, her hand clamping over his as she pulls him down into a deep kiss.
>Most of the restaurant erupts into cheers and whistles, and the kitchen door bangs open to reveal the whole staff crowding behind it, banging ladles against pots and generally being assholes.
>Broadwing breaks out of the kiss, turning back to the kitchen with a glower.
>"GET BACK TO WORK!" He roars out, and the staff freezes.
>A young man in a chef's coat reaches out slowly and pulls the door shut again, slightly muffling the peals of laughter that break out soon after.
>"Bunch of chuckleheads..." Broadwing mutters, before turning back to the furiously blushing Noon.
>"Now, where were we..?" He mutters as he leans back in.

***

>Anon grins as he walks down the sidewalk. 'Lemon isn't the only one that can use their powers for sex.'
>He makes his way back to the theater to see Applejack getting into Big Mac's truck, and he can see Applebloom sitting in the passenger seat through the window.
>"Gimme a call when yall are done here and Ah'll swing back to pick ya up." Applejack says to Mac as she closes the door.

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>>26812939
>"Eyup. You two be good."
>Applebloom sticks her tongue out at her brother before settling back into her seat, crossing her arms with a "Hmph!"
>Applejack just rolls her eyes as she regards Mac and Rainbow.
>"That's mah line." She mutters, and Rainbow gives her a cheeky grin, her arm slipping behind Mac's waist.
>She turns to Anon as he makes his way to the side of the truck.
"You gonna swing back by Flash's tonight, or you calling it a night after you get these two?"
>Applejack shrugs. "Might. Chores're taken care of, but we still got school tomorrow."
"True. Tomorrow's gonna be a long day."
>He smiles, and the three wave her and Applebloom off as she pulls out of the parking space, roaring off down the street.
>Mac winces, reaching out a hand. "Shift, sis. Dang, mah poor truck..."
>Rainbow pats his shoulder, chuckling softly. Anon looks at her for a moment before coming to a decision.
"Rainbow, why'd you change your mind about me and Fluttershy?"
>She blinks, turning to him at the out of the blue question, then smiles ruefully.
>"Oh, well, I guess I just realized, I'm kinda your Applejack?" Anon tilts his head in confusion.
"Uh, what?"
>Rainbow chuckles, leaning into Mac and looking up at him.
>"It's like this. If there was one person that could get between me and Mac here, it's AJ. If she wasn't okay with it, it'd be real hard for us to be together."
>She sighs, turning back to Anon, and giving him a thoughtful look.
>"I know, I know, I'm not one for this introspection shit, usually. But this is important stuff." Anon nods slowly, still a bit surprised that Rainbow Dash, of all people, gave it this much thought.
>"Anyway, for Flutters, that's me I guess. I just, didn't want to be the one that kept you two apart. Well, three, I guess." Rainbow wiggles her eyebrows, and Anon chuckles.
"Well, thanks Rainbow. And, um, sorry again for freaking out on you like that..."
>She scoffs, then gives him a smirk. "Like I was worried."

>>26807533
>Angel Bunny has a tendency to follow you.
This is cute. Plus the 'bag' thing with his possessives was realy nice.

>Shy'd just squeak or mutter if you asked what was up.
Shy being shy and liking a boy. Gayyy!

>>26807539
>Well, a walk will definitely make you sore...but it'll be nice to get out of the house.
Oh, fuck. Don't die, nigger, it's just a walk.

>deliver that apology letter to Miss Cheerilee
I forgot about this. I want to feel overwhelming rage but am too afraid.

>Closing your eyes, you can still feel the heat from being close to him...
Nigga, this is cozy.

>For someone so proper, she enjoyed teasing you in such a dirty way.
It's not time for boner yet, buy you caress my head canon.

>>26807543
>you feel the heat on your cheeks flare with a vengeance
Just wait until she knows who Cherilee is. Her's papa is Ted.

>..You kind of wish you had some more to share with them.
Oh, god. Too cute.

He kinda trusts her, doesn't he?

>>26807547
>There is someone in need of sweets!
Ok, I kek'd.

>You really wanna get to the good part already!
Oh, well, yeah, fuck you, too! Hue.

>But as the days have passed, and you've been shown a different way to the world,
Couple days can't do this progress, but for sake of the story I shut up.

>>26807557
>Red Heart can hear the difference in your tone just by talking about Fluttershy.
Don't try to push the cheesiness. This, for the first time, sounds unnatural.

>"Oh, that's not yo-"
God dammit. Realy? Why is he so freely out of the drama with others? I know it's Red Heart, but that should only allow him to try to talk about this with her, but still make him embarrassed or something. Just saying.

>>26807561
>You didn't even have to ask! She always seems to know.
kek

>>26807568
>You've grown so comfortable around Shy, but you forgot that like 90 percent of the school population is female.
Aaand he fucked up!

>>26807579
>"'Scuse me? I asked what you were doin?"
Havin' fun!

>But it was odd.
Magic spotting, maybe?

>The Pink-haired girl beams brightly. "Shy, let's have a slumber party at your place this weekend!"
And watch his piss and shit are dropped on the floor once you scare the said shit out of him with your randomness, yay!

>>26807582
>These gems were broken once before, and the repair job was shoddy at best.
Wait, so, basically, the dazzlings have the broken gems, so the breaking happend during Rainbow Rocks what I assume, so the girls know them but they do not react when they see the dazzlings inside the cafeteria with many males around them. Eh? What?

>"No, they won't. But we haven't survived her so long without learning a few skills that make us really dangerous right~?"
And this is fucking malicious.

>"Oh, Bulky, be a dear and come with my sisters and I...we have a special request for you."
This is even more malicious!

>You can bring it back on Tuesday, no big deal.
Yus!

>>26807592
>Praying that girl didn't freak out or get the wrong idea about you grabbing her shoulders.
...
>grab her shoulders
>be called a rapist
>go to jail
>Bubba wants you as his new man-bitch
>Grab Bubba's fat shoulders
>Now Bubba and everyone else is scaried of you
>Maybe you should not open your mouth wide enough to touch one's both shoulders

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>>26813976
>"You're a softy, Anon. Anyone that knows you knows that."
"Yeah, you got me Rainbow. I'm gonna head in, make sure Lemon isn't molesting anyone."
>He walks past the two, giving Mac a friendly nod as he makes his way into the theater.
>Mac returns the nod as he watches Anon go.
>"Yer tremblin', Dash." He mutters as his arms encircle her.
>"Hey, I am not..." She begins to protest, then slumps a little in his arms.
>"You alright?" He murmurs, turning her around and looking into her eyes.
>She nods before resting her cheek on his chest.
>"Yeah, I'm okay. Fuck, he really did scare me, though. I didn't know Anon had buttons, but I sure as fuck pressed 'em."
>Mac strokes Rainbow's back slowly. "That one, he's got secrets like every body else, but Ah think his might be worse'n most."
>Rainbow pushes away from him, looking up into his face.
>"Anon? What makes you say that? You being all deep and mysterious?"
>Mac chuckles, then turns her toward the door.
>"Jus' a feeling, Dash. He's done a real good job o' makin' everybody like him, and it makes me wonder why he's tryin' so hard. Let's get in there, Bladerunner's one o' mah favorites."
>Rainbow grumbles, but allows herself to be pushed into the theater.
>She lets out a yelp, then a giggle however, when the hands pushing her move south.
>They make their way to the screening room, and see Trixie leaning against the wall by the stairs to the balcony.
>She waves them over, shooing them up the steps, and clicking the velvet rope in place behind them.
>"Cutting it close, hmm? Trixie almost had to start the movie without you."
>She gestures over to the cluster of their friends toward the middle of the seats.
>"Trixie has to operate the projector. Enjoy the... films." She gives them a wink before walking to the back of the balcony and slipping into a recessed door.
>"She's being nicer than usual." Rainbow mutters, then Mac is pushing her again, and his hands on her ass distracts her from thoughts of Trixie.

>>26806645
bump

I call this one: "FriENDship".
>>26801877
>>26801473
>On the first day, everything felt as though it were normal.
>No noises, no bright flashing lights… it was all undetectable. The world unaware.
>How tragic that it couldn’t at least stay that way. That if the world were to end, it would have at least done so relatively peacefully. There would be no pain… no suffering.
>No… fire.
>When Canterlot High let the students out at the end of the day, there were smiles on people’s faces everywhere one could look.
>But smiles fade as time goes on, no matter what.
>Twilight heads back to the library… and her smile slowly goes flat as she focuses on her book. Rainbow Dash has a lot of fun out on the soccer fields. She achieves a perfect game and wins a flawless victory.
>But when she goes home and lies down on the couch, her smile turns back into a blank face as she lazily watches TV until she falls asleep.
>The same can be said for everyone. The rest of the mane six, the rest of the kids at school ,the teachers, the other residents of the town, the state, the country and the world. The smiles don’t last forever, and on this day, they really should have lasted as long as they could have.
>Today was the last day they ever had a reason to smile. And yet, they did not know to live this day to the fullest.
>At least they had the privilege of ending their times of happiness on their own terms.
>The night falls upon the town soon enough… and most of the people go to sleep.
>In their beds they unsuspectingly rest, some after partying.
>The mane six in particular are actually planning on going to a party together tomorrow to enjoy their weekend. Most Fridays turn out this way.
>They were all going to meet up there and spend the evening together.
>A perfect Saturday evening.
>…

>>26816236
>Things begin to happen overnight. Distant wailing and humming all around the different places in the world.
>Those who are awake think about recording it somehow, and barely any of them truly believe that it means anything.
>It’s a little bit creepy at first, but the general public, where it’s daylight at the moment, don’t seem to take any sort of notice of it. They have no idea what’s about to happen. And no one will ever have any idea why.
>Canterlot’s side of the world is soon brought back to light as the morning arrives. Applejack is the first to wake up, tending to her farm animals.
>Always bright and early for her responsibilities.
>But there is a drastic change in the environment as Applejack approaches her family’s barn. A loud commotion catches her ears, prompting the girl to grab a nearby pitchfork and assume something is wrong.
>She enters the barn, only to find the horses and cows and everything else within in a collective state of panic and chaos. All of them.
>It’s as though something made them all lose their minds at the same time.
>Applejack first assumes that it was just a storm last night or something, and the animals are still worked up.
>But the ground wasn’t wet when she walked over here, there were no predicted storms for the previous night, and if there was a storm bad enough to keep the animals in a fuss for this long, then Applejack and her family would have surely woken up from it.
>There’s no way that adds up. They sense something.
>Applejack’s next guess is that there is an intruder hiding somewhere in the barn, keeping her mind in the realm of realistic possibilities. She checks every corner, every crevice and gap between the wooden posts. Every single place a person could have hid, no matter how big or small.

>>26816250
>First, Applejack finds that nothing is missing from the barn. Second, she finds that there are so signs of a break in, no other humans in there but her, and the animals STILL freaking out as though whatever is provoking them is still present.
>This is where the first worry of a burglar dissipates, but an ever worse worry sets in.
>What on earth is it that these animals are sensing?
>Is something about to happen?
>…
>After the sun has been hovering over the horizon for a while, Twilight wake up next. Her smile from yesterday still somewhere else.
>She showers, gets dressed and prepares for the day ahead of her after eating breakfast.
>After she knows that more of her friends are up, about noon or so, Twilight begins to text some of them and ask when they are going to be arriving at Pinkie Pie’s house where the party is taking place.
>Twilight texts Rarity first.
>[You up? When are you gonna be at the party?]
>A response doesn’t come in until over twenty minutes later.
>[Sorry, I was in the middle of doing my hair. I saw your text as soon as it came in, and I’ll be there by 5, is that good?]
>[Yup. That sounds great.]
>Twilight texts some of the others, except for Rainbow Dash, since that girl usually sleeps until the late afternoon. Might as well not disturb her.
>Applejack doesn’t respond for some reason, but everyone else agrees to meet at the party by 5 PM. It’s 1:30 right now.
>A few messages to let Applejack know that the party is officially going to start at 5. Pinkie Pie Pinkie Promises to make sure that Applejack is there on time and doesn’t miss out.
>Twilight then heads over to the living room and flips on the TV. She surfs the channels for anything good that might b e on. But she stops right in her tracks as she almost skips past the news.

>>26816258
>The headline: Strange Noises Heard All Over Earth.
>She looks at the screen, and finds shots of different areas of the world with people gathered in large crowds all in one spot.
After taking a few close looks at the news reports and listening in for a bit, Twilight can’t help but start to feel concerned about all of the things that are simultaneously happening all over the world.
>But Twilight doesn’t let the occurrences bring down her mood; this surely should pass, given that it’s just some stuff she’s seeing on the news.
>She spends the next couple of hours reading a book, thinking about all of the good times she’s going to spend with her friends. Everything appears to be going alright so far, nothing too out of the ordinary happening today other than what Twilight saw on the news.
>4:45 eventually rolls around, and Twilight gets her things ready for the big night. But she gets a text from Rainbow Dash right before she leaves the door.
>[Twilight, you gotta come quick! There’s something happening in town!]
>[What’s happening?]
>Before a response can come in, Twilight can hear a low whining noise coming from outside. It sounds almost like a broken fighter jet, if that’s even a thing. It’s the best was she can describe it in her head.
>Twilight steps out the front door and peers up at the sky. She sees nothing.
>A new response from Rainbow Dash is coming in. [You’re not going to believe this! It’s a legit zombie apocalypse!]
>[WHAT?]
>[Meet me at the school! The other girls are apparently going there now!]
>Twilight goes to her car right away and pulls out of the driveway. She doesn’t waste a second, already fearing for fer friends in every way.
>As she makes it to the town where more people usually are, she begins to make more and more frightening discoveries.

>>26816274
>Car accidents, everywhere.
>So many different vehicles either pulled over to the side of the road or just flipped over in the center with a plume of flames erupting from the bottom. The very sight brings tears of terror to Twilight eyes.
>”Wh-what the…” The girl can barely steer straight.
>She’s shaking violently in her seat. The sharp sound of her phone vibrating catches her off guard, and she almost ends up like half of the other drivers that dared to go on this road.
>Twilight can hardly take a look at downtown as she drives past it. She only prays that the school will be better.
>And she partially gets what she wanted.
>She sees her friends standing there along with a lot of the other students, but the looks of terror on their faces just won’t stop breaking her heart over and over again.
>”Twilight!” Sunset runs over to the car, almost getting hit before Twilight slams on the breaks. “Twilight, what’s going on?”
>Twilight quickly steps out of the car, hardly able to stand from the shakiness.
>”I… I don’t know.” Her own answer scares her.
>”I haven’t seen Applejack anywhere!” Rarity brings up. “I’ve tried to text her and she just dropped off the face of the planet.”
>Just at this moment, Rainbow Dash arrives on foot. “We gotta go inside now!” She blares in the most frightening tone Twilight has ever heard out of her.
>”What is it?” Fluttershy asks.
>”No time! We gotta go inside now!”
>”But…” Twilight starts off, but can’t think of anything to say.
>”NOW! DO YOU HEAR ME? NOW!”
>Just across the field in the stadium, everyone in front of the school can suddenly see a bunch of people running in their direction. They’re too far away for anyone to make out any details aside the strange way they are wildly sprinting as though they are covered in bees or something.

>>26816287
>”INSIDE! NOW!” Rainbow Dash is already heading through the doors.
>Fluttershy starts to cry as she follows the now perturbed group of students into the school. Twilight is still feeling some tears reach her eyes from seeing her friends in such a panic.
>This better just be a dream.
>Questions are being frantically asked over eachother.
>What’s going on? Where are the other people I care about? Am I going to die? How long has this been happening? Who else is here? Is this happening everywhere? Are we safe in here?
>So many things to worry about, too little time to think of a way to barricade the front doors.
>”Is everyone okay?” Twilight tries to get some sort of order established, knowing that nobody in the room, not even herself, feels okay.
>Nobody can answer, as they are all interrupted by the loud banging of fists on the glass doors of the entrance to the school. Pinkie Pie screams in horror before running off to elsewhere in the school. Nobody saw Fluttershy escape to wherever she just went.
>”What’s wrong with them?” Twilight cries out in despair as the now close up runners pound away on the glass.
>They are all… covered in blood. And the looks in their eyes don’t even seem anything close to anything resembling human.
>Flash Sentry comes out from around a corner, spotting Twilight in less than a second.
>”Oh my god! Twilight!” He’s noticing the tears in her eyes.
>”Wh… what’s wrong with them?” Twilight repeats, this time breaking down in tears.
>Flash runs up to her as the other students run as far away from the doors as they can. The people on on the outside of the doors try to push their way in, not appearing to realize that they have to pull the doors to open them.

>>26816297
>”Get away from the door!” Principal Celestia suddenly appears in the doorway to her office.
>She steps into the main hallway with a broken-off broomstick. She herself looks extremely afraid of whatever it is that’s going on.
>”We gotta go, Twilight!” Flash insists as he tries to pull the girl to her feet.
>Celestia approaches them.
>”What are you two doing? We have to go now!”
>”WHAT’S GOING ON?!” Twilight screams at the top of her lungs, tears streaming down her face.
>Flash’s shaky hands manage to help her to her feet. The people outside start to viciously grab onto the door handle and start pushing and pulling.
>Once one of the doors swing open, they somehow figure out the mechanisms of the doors and open all of them. Principal Celestia retreats back to her office, and Flash steps in front of Twilight.
>”Stay back!” He shouts to the six or seven people now running straight towards him.
>Twilight, noticing Celestia run into her office while the blood covered people enter the building, instinctively gets to her feet and runs. Flash sees Twilight fleeing and follows her with the people close behind.
>If these people weren’t running so sloppily and unevenly, they would have easily caught up.
>Twilight loudly wails to herself and Flash as the two helplessly run down hallway after hallway looking for an unlocked door. At this point, this is exactly like a nightmare. It would be just as vivid if it weren’t for the tears clouding up Twilight’s eyes.
>One of the classroom doors are open, allowing Twilight and Flash to enter and close the door as quickly as they can. It’s locked in a heartbeat.
>Twilight falls to her knees while hiding her face in her hands.

>>26816311
>The uneven footsteps accompanied by strained grunting momentarily passes by the classroom door. The number of students standing outside the school literally two minutes ago surely outnumbers the number of bloody people by about 20 to around 8.
>Now with apparent newfound knowledge of how doors work, one of the “zombies” tries the locked door handle. Thank goodness for it being locked.
>Twilight knows to hold in her scream, now coming to her senses.
>And now… a whole minute of silence.
>No footsteps, hardly any audible breathing, nothing.
>Flash then suddenly speaks up. “Are… are you okay?”
>”No…”
>After Twilight’s honest answer, Flash doesn’t say anything else for a few more seconds. He strides over to the locked door and peers through the window.
>Nothing in sight.
>”Are they gone?” Twilight feels the corners of her mouth bending down. “Please tell me there’s nothing there…”
>”I don’t see anything. But I’m not sure about around the corner.”
>Just the very sound of that makes Twilight’s skin crawl.
>”Alright, listen.” Flash tells Twilight. “Everything’s going to be alright. I’m just going to go out there really quickly and see if the hallway’s clear.”
>Twilight silently nods in response.
>With that, Flash unlocks the door as quietly as he can and slowly swings it open. Nothing jumps out at him.
>Nothing in the hallway at all.
>He steps out the doorway and turns back to Twilight.
>”I’m going to take a good look down the hallway in both directions. I need you to do something for me.”
>”…” Twilight can’t find the words to respond with.
>”Twilight?”
>”I don’t wanna get up.”
>”Twilight please!” The urgency can easily be heard in Flash’s voice as he tries his hardest to remain calm.

>>26816325
>The girl shuts her eyes and reluctantly rises to her feet. She walks over to flash on shaking legs, wanting nothing less than to follow him out there.
>”Listen. Just wait here with your hands on the door. If I come running back, I’ll be sprinting right back into here. And I need you to shut the door right after I make it back in, alright?” Flash hesitantly lays out his plan through drawn out breathing.
>Once again, Twilight responds with a silent nod.
>Flash steps out of the room and begins to creep deeper into the hallway to his left of the door. He notices a few of the lockers are open, which doesn’t make sense due to today being a Saturday.
>The doors are opening in Flash’s direction, meaning that he has to go to the other side of the doors in order to see into the lockers.
>He carefully approaches the lockers, ready to run at any given split second.
>First locker… nothing in there aside school supplies.
>Twilight anxiously watches Flash from inside the classroom as he goes to check the other two open lockers. He speaks to her without even looking back.
>”Just stay there, Twily. I’ll handle this.” He isn’t careful enough to speak quietly.
>”Shh… don’t let any of them hear you!” Twilight immediately feels the need to remind him for the good of his safety.
>”Don’t worry. I’m the freaking quarterback, it’s not like I can’t run fast.” Flash replies before turning around to face the classroom door. “Besides I don’t see-” He abruptly pauses.
>The stunned look on his face petrifies Twilight.
>”W-w-what?” She stutters as flash widens his eyes further than Twilight has ever seen.
>In the other direction of the door is another locker, this one opening away where the gap can be seen into from Flash’s position.
>And a face peers through that gap.

>>26816335
>Flash has already moved far out enough into the hallway for the person in the locker to be much closer to the door than he is; Flash is about three times as far away.
>And he lets out a bloodcurdling scream as the stalker promptly leaps out of the locker and charges at the boy.
>Flash sprints in the opposite direction, fleeing deeper into the hallways. He turns a corner and spots two more of the bloody people, running in his direction after hearing his cry of terror.
>Twilight had already shut and locked the door after seeing the other “zombie” appear out of nowhere in pursuit of Flash. She’s not taking any chances with opening the door again.
>She retreats to the far corner of the room, letting out screams of horror and curling up into a fetal position.
>Flash’s footsteps, surrounded by pursuing footsteps shuffle around outside in the hall for a few second, with Flash shouting for the zombies to get away.
>They must have had him cornered; Twilight hears him suddenly cry as loudly as he can after the sound of his body being tackled to the floor resounds a few feet from the door.
>He continues loudly writhing in agony as the people covered in blood, the “zombies”, do whatever they’re doing to him. After about fifteen seconds, Twilight can easily tell just what that is.
>She had never heard the sound of flesh being torn apart until this day. This accompanied by desperate guttural sounds from Flash is all Twilight needs to put the pieces together in her head as Flash is torn to pieces in the hall.
>Twilight actually covers her ears before thinking to cover her eyes. Flash dies somewhere during the time Twilight mutes all of the sounds around her.
>She stays in the position for as long as she can.
>…
>Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash frequently texts Twilight’s number from inside the gym. The doors have all been locked.
>”Why isn’t she picking up?” Dash can only imagine the worst as the other students try to calm eachother down.

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>>26816352
That's all for tonight.
Sorry if I didn't get much out as you guys wanted, I also had a four page History essay due by midnight tonight, so I had to do that first. I kinda didn't even start it until today because I procrastinated. But anyway, that's all taken care of and I'll be able to write much more tomorrow after getting some sleep.
>>26809214
I'm not sure if my green would follow the themes of the one you wrote, but it might seem like it so far. But it's still too early on to tell.
I gave your green a look. I have to admit, it's really good for you having not written anything in a long time. Great job.

Through the forest and over the stump.
Look out, thread, here comes the Bump!

Does anyone have recommendation?
Preferably something with Rarity.

>>26817185
Check the thread OP.

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>You don’t know how much time you’ve been doing this.
>But you couldn’t give less of a shit.
>You’re not dating anyone, so you’re free to do whatever the fuck you want.
>In this case, Rarity.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XmDtvKD236U
>”Oooh darling~”
>Rarity’s moans are starting to get loud enough to be heard by anybody who could be walking nearby the gym, so you ask her to be a little quieter.
>All of a sudden. A familiar voice calls your name.
>”Anon?”
“!”
>”Rainb-“ is the only thing Rarity was able to say before you placed a hand on her mouth to prevent her from talking.
“Shh…you’ll give us away Rares.”
>”But-“
>Rainbow Dash entered the gym, along with Fluttershy.
>You turn Rarity around to face to prevent her from talking, and lastly, you kiss her.
>She’s speechless.
>Rarity does not protest, but instead she digs your actions and kisses you back.
>She keeps rubbing your shaft with her hand and encourages to keep going.
>You grab one of her legs and lift it a bit so you can thrust easier inside her walls.
>Rarity looks nervous.
>”This is so wrong,” she whispers.
>You just smile at her in a mischievous way and keep enjoying yourself with her body.
“But you love it…”

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>>26818221

>”Dude? Rarity? Are you here?” Rainbow Dash calls for your names.
>”They must’ve finished their session already Rainbow Dash…” Fluttershy adds.
>”Yeah, but…their stuff is still here.”
>”Perhaps they took a break outside the gym? We should look for them elsewhere…”
>”Nah, forget it…Anon must love hanging out with his girlfriend so much more than he likes hanging out with me,” Rainbow Dash says in a defeated tone, “I bet he felt insulted the way I treated him yesterday.”
>Rarity puts on a smug grin and whispers to your ear that’s she’s almost there.
>”Rainbow Dash, don’t be so negative,” Fluttershy says, “after all you texted me yesterday saying that you two hung out and had a good time…you even got to kiss him. It’s obvious he likes you back just as much as you like him.”
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XorBQyCzCW0
>Shit…
>Rarity’s eyes go wide.
>Rainbow Dash lets out a content sigh.
>”I was so nervous when that happened…but I wanted to squeal so much when he kissed my cheek. Of course, I had to keep my cool.”
>Fluttershy giggles.
>”Oh well, looks like they’ll miss going to Burger Shot with us…let’s get going Fluttershy, the girls must be waiting for us.”
>Rarity gives you a death stare, colder than the one you used to get from the guest to your right from your weird dreams in that bug ridden room.
>As soon as Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash leave the gym, Rarity gives you a hard slap on the cheek.

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>>26818235

“Oww…what was that for Rares?”
>”Don’t call me Rares you ruffian!”
“Ruffian?”
>”And not only that, a scoundrel! What was that all about?”
“What? The thing Fluttershy mentioned? Well it’s a funny story actually…”
>”I’m not laughing. Do you expect me to believe that you and Rainbow Dash don’t have something going on?”
>You have to do something!
“Rarity, before you think I’m some sort of two timing bastard…which I’m not, let me clarify that kiss Fluttershy talked about meant nothing for me nor for Rainbow Dash. I swear.”
>”Likely story! Rainbow Dash sounded pretty happy back there.”
“Well, then it meant nothing for me. Let me explain…we were playing on my new Gamesphere and Rainbow Dash came up with a ridiculous bet, poor girl. She only asked for a kiss…”
>Rarity frowns.
>”I don’t know if I can trust you Anonymous…”
“Oh, that’s fine Rarity…guess a tiny peck on the cheek is enough to make a fuzz over to what we are doing over here.”
>“Huh?”
>You’ll have to make Rarity think she was the one that fucked up.
“I don’t know how you could expect me to be serious about ‘us’ when there was no ‘us’ to begin with.”
>”Excuse me?” Rarity asks dumbfounded.
>Maybe this is going to sound a bit cruel, but you want Rarity to be quiet.
“What? You were the one who started it in the first place, to get clingy, to bother me with these lessons. I’m starting to think you used this as an excuse to convince me to do...this. Goodbye Rarity.”
>You turn around and pull your pants up before grabbing your stuff and walking away from her.
>”D-darling! Wait!”
>She’s doubting herself!

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>>26818617

“I bet this very same thing is what drove Thunderlane away, a little bit of jealousy on your end turned off the guy.”
>”H-how do you know about what happened between me and Thunderlane?!”
“I know plenty of stuff Rarity. And believe me, this is not worth my time.”
>You got her now!
>”Anon…”
>You kind of feel bad over Rarity.
>But if she had talked about it to any of her friends, the bond between her and the rest would’ve shattered, and who knows what would’ve happened to you.
>You might be an asshole, but you’re not stupid.
>You feel Rarity’s hand on your shoulder.
>”Wait! Darling?”
>You let out an annoyed grunt.
“What is it?”
>”I…suppose a tiny peck doesn’t hurt anybody.”
>You stay silent.
>”After all…you were right, I kind of used this as an excuse to keep you away from Rainbow Dash. But please forgive me, I really enjoy hanging out with you! Honest!”
>You turn around and give her your best ‘are you shitting me’ look?
>”I-I…” she babbles while she tries to pull her panties back up, “I’m sorry Anonymous. I shouldn’t have gotten too clingy when we’re not even a couple. I guess I just lusted over you, and forgot to be a proper lady you can fall in love with.”
>Rarity wipes some tears away from her eyes.
>”I’m sorry…”
>It worked!
>You manipulated your friend into thinking she was the problem.
>You should feel bad, but instead…you don’t feel anything.
>It’s for a greater good you say to yourself.
>If Rainbow Dash knew what you’ve been doing it’d destroy her bond with Rarity.
>She’s so naive.
>You smile at Rarity and walk closer to her.
“Hey, easy there Rares…come here.”
>She shyly walks up to you and you hug her.
“Maybe we can work something out?”
>”What do you mean?”
“Like…trying this out again? This time…as a couple?”

>>26818638
I am liking this Anon less and less.

>>26818638
I'm glad to see that Anon's second time around won't be without complications, especially when he's the one causing them. He could be forgiven for not resolving the love triangle between him, Rainbow and Sunset in the original timeline; he was a spaghettimancer with no clue about relationships. But now, he's changed tactics from inaction to emotional manipulation to serve his own ends, which reflects poorly on his character. Anon needs a lesson about being honest and considerate when it comes to relationships, rather than trying to please everyone or letting lust cloud his judgement. However, the circumstances of how he learns that lesson could be very painful, considering his earlier contemplation of scoring with every one of the humane six apart from Fluttershy and Pinkie.

Nice work as always, Liquid. I'm looking forward to more.

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>>26818638
Keep posting NaOH.. And I can't wait for more visits from Richard!


Pic:
Girl: "what did you say your name is again?"
Guy: "liquid plasma, but you can call me 'NaOH'..."

>>26818638
god damn it NaOH. This is legendary.

>>26816464
Thanks. Yeah, it is still too early to confirm anything, ecspecially since my green is more of an infobox than a story.
But I am working for something on the setting now, dunno when it will finish

>>26818638
>Anon is becoming mentally insane
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rZ8mdRBs3rg
I'm just waiting for this to happen at this point

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>>26816352
I'm so happy Flash died.

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>>26818689
As far as I understand, the story pretty much revolves around Anon fucking up in new and interesting ways. So, get used to it =D
>>26818638
Nice to see more from you NaOH! Welcome back!

... Now get back to fucking work O.O

>>26821162
post better art you cuck

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>>26821474

Previously on
>>26787817

>….
>Walking down the narrow hallway, you feel a blast of cold air hit you.
>This house is freezing.
>You walk behind anon and look at all the family pictures hanging on the white painted walls.
>For a while you were almost like a 5th member of his family, then school got in the way.
>And after his brother died, he kind of just…..distanced himself away from you and everybody else.
>And that’s when you met Soarin’. God, how could you of been so naive.
>Meeting that dickhead was one of the worst decisions you made in your entire life. And you’ve made a lot of them.
>”Well here we are. Take as long as you want, Dash. And leave your clothes out so I can wash ‘em.”
“T-thanks anon, for everything.” You say nervously.
>”It’s no problem. Anything for a friend.” He says with the warmest smile.
>He walks past you and down the hall, towards the stairs.
>You step inside.
>The bathroom is incredibly clean. The whole entire room is whit except for the throw rugs on the floor and the hand towels hanging from the wall.
>It’s also cold in here, just like the rest of the house.
>Closing the door as silently with an audible *click*, you turn and face the huge mirror over the sink.
>And you’re greeted with a horrible sight.
>In the mirror, is you? But, not the same you. A broken and battered you.
>Your blue cheeks, brighter then usual, are visibly stained by tears.
>Hair a mess.
>You look at both hands and see the mud has dried up. There was even dirt under your fingernails.
>You plant your hands on the clean white bathroom counter.
>Looking at your clothes, you see how the dirt has crusted on your flannel.
>Stains on your favorite white shirt.
>You begin to feel tears coming again.
“Come on Dash, pull yourself together.” You whisper.
>But it’s no use, you feel the flood coming.
>Lowering your head you begin to cry, gritting your teeth.
>….

>>26821561
>“Watcha doing?” Your father questions.
“Oh, um, just doing some laundry.”
>”This late?”
“I can’t seem to go to bed tonight, plus I have a lot of dirty clothes.” You say as you lift up the hamper full of your clothes, showing him how much you have, with Dashie’s placed on the very bottom so he wouldn’t question them.
>”Well, ok then son. I’m going to bed, don’t stay up too late or you’ll be sleeping all day tomorrow”
“All right dad. Love you, Good night.”
>”Night”
>Just as he leaves to go to his bedroom, you hear the water upstairs being turned on.
>…..
>Shit
>luckily he didn’t say nothing of it.
>You forgot that he might hear that, and why your down here with the water on up there.
>You better just put the clothes in and go upstairs.
>You disagree with yourself and decide to let Dash have some time by herself.
>You begin doing laundry by Taking out Rainbow’s clothes out first. Making sure you don’t touch any of her unmentionables.
>Closing the lid to the washer, you put it on ‘super’.
>Now you wait.
>You decide to grab a quick snack and pull an apple out of the fridge.
>Standing in the kitchen, leaning against the marble kitchen top, you ponder about what might have actually made Dash get so upset.
>She’s had fights with her dad plenty of times, shrugging it off most of the times. Maybe this one was actually more serious.
>The only other thing that could made her upset was thinking of Soarin’.
>Soarin’ was Dash’s on-and-off boyfriend for about 4 years, ever since 7th grade is from what you remember.
>She finally broke up with him about a month ago, saying that she didn’t want to be taken on an ‘Emotional Rollercoaster’ anymore.
>It was usually Soarin’ who broke up with Dash, but it was so many times it happened Dash just got used to it.
>You take another bite of your apple.
>Soarin’ was never a bad guy, to you.
>You never hated him.

>>26821570
>But he wasn’t the best thing for Rainbow Dash.
>Always flirting with other chicks and spending a lot of time with his friends more than he did with Dash.
>You don’t blame him, friends are important to.
>You always felt Soarin’ didn’t really love Dash, but loved the idea of dating her.
>But you never felt obligated to get in the middle of it, plus Dash told you plenty of times before that she could handle it.
>You don’t really like to get in the middle of drama, either.
>She would sometimes complain about it, but only to you and never to her friends. She didn’t want her friend thinking she was soft.
>But you can see it’s taken its toll on Dash, she’s been getting to school late, not doing her homework, and not giving her all in sports.
>But you didn’t want to say anything because she would just shrug it off.
>But you knew Dash loved Soarin’. And that when they dated she would do anything for him.
>The thought of ‘anything’ made you shiver in straight up cringe.
>You remember how badly you reacted when you found out she lost her virginity to Soarin’.
>She pretty much did everything with Soarin’.
>God, You seriously need to stop thinking of Soarin’.
>It isn’t about him anymore, it’s about you helping your friend that needs a lot of it.
>But you really don’t feel that strongly about Rainbow either.
>You gave up on any thought you and her being together a long time ago and pretty much moved on with your life.
>Which made you a whole lot happier to be honest.
>But also made you kind of distance yourself from her.
>You know realize that it wasn’t just what happened today that made her act like she is now, but everything that she’s bottled up and accumulated over the years.
>Which is a lot when you figure how much emotional torture she went through as soccer captain, with the huge pressure on her shoulders to carry a team, and the emotional rollercoaster that guy who you will not mention took her on.

>>26821576
>God. Now that you really think of it, a lot of shits been happening.
>You look up towards the ceiling as if your looking up to Dash, hoping she’s ok and that maybe the shower is making her feel better.
>…..
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IQ-sogJoyXk
>You’ve been Sitting in the corner like some sort of freak, with your knees to your chest. Just constantly crying.
>Letting the water come and envelope you.
>How long have you been like this?
>10 minutes? 30 minutes? An hour?
>Who knows?
>Anon must think you’re a total loser for crying in front of him like that and stinking up his room.
>You’ve been sitting like this long enough.
>It's time to get up, get dressed, and face anon.
>Time to apologize to him and tell him how you really feel.
>You grab the tile wall of the shower with one hand and push off of it and stand up.

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>>26821474
O.O

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>>26821885
nice try

>>26821590
Can Dash get a happy ending for Dash, and beating the shit out of Soarin?

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Waid come back you shithead/genius (you're both)

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>>26818638
>>26818689
>people root for harem
>people don't like psychological realism that most girls don't readily agree to love polygons

>>26822829
Hey I am all for harems just the way he goes about this is underhanded.

>>26819243
Alrighty. I'll keep an eye out for you when you finish.
>>26816352
>Dash sends a few more text messages to Twilight. They each get more and more frantic as the minutes pass, with still no response.
>”Twilight, please pick up!” Dash aggressively mumbles to her phone.
>No response.
>A few staggering footsteps can be heard rushing past the gym doors. Everyone’s attention is caught by this. Rainbow Dash slips her phone back into her pocket and backs away into the center of the gym with everyone else.
>”Stay quiet!” Rarity keeps her voice just barely hearable enough for the other students next to her to make out what she’s saying.
>Everyone begins to shake again.
>The people outside the doors make a few changes in their directions for a minute or two, likely searching.
>It’s a good thing Pinkie Pie chose the gym to use as a hiding place. If she had led most of everyone else to some other random place in the school where there weren’t locks on the doors, they surely would have been overrun.
>”I saw a lot more of them before I got here. They’ve probably flooded the school by now.” Rainbow Dash tells everyone. “There’s definitely too many of them for us to fight off. We just gotta wait this out.”
>”Can’t we hide on top of the bleachers or something?” Suggests Sunset.
>”The hydraulics make too much noise.” Explains the gym teacher Bulk Biceps. “They’ll definitely hear that.”
>”We don’t have to open them up to climb up to the top. I’ve climbed up there before. It’s like climbing up a rock wall.”
>Bulk does see Sunset’s point, until he looks around at the other seven students or so. “You sure everyone’s going to be able to do the same?”
>He then remembers how the rope climbing sessions during gym classes were for his students.

>>26823354
>”Whenever any of my classes did the rope unit, barely anyone could make it that high. The last thing we need right now is someone falling and breaking their arm or something.”
>”Hey, wait…” Sunset think to herself. “How about we use a rope? Wouldn’t that be easier?” She tries to convince the gym teacher.
>”Can’t. Utility room with the climbing rope is across the hall.”
>Rarity takes a look at how high up the closed bleachers go. They easily go over one entire story high.
>”I’m not sure I can climb that.” She admits with a deep concern in her voice. “You sure we can’t use… something?”
>Rarity is already looking around for anything she could use.
>”Well if we can make it up there, then the people out there can’t reach us if they get in here.” Explains Sunset, trying to convince herself as well. “They… they really shouldn’t be able to.”
>”Are you sure they’re not zombies?” Asks Pinkie. “They looked like zombies!”
>”Whatever it is that’s wrong with them, we shouldn’t get near them. They could have rabies for all we know.”
>”In large groups?”
>Sunset groans. “Whatever. Let’s just look for something already.”
>All of the students in the gym cooperatively begin searching the gym, wanting nothing more than to find whatever it is they can use to get to the top of the bleachers and escape whatever it is that might come in here.
>Bulk Biceps retrieves his keys from his little office next to the locker rooms and uses them to access the smaller utility closets that connect directly to the gym. And this really pays off.
>After a few more minutes of searching, they are actually lucky enough to get their hands on some bungee cords and other wall climbing equipment. Even better than the massive rope that would have been less appropriate for the situation.

>>26823368
>None of them waste a second.
>”I’ll go up first.” Rainbow Dash offers, already jumping up onto the side of the closed bleachers.
>A dull growl sounds from right outside of one of the gym doors, followed by loud banging.
>With a brief squeak, Pinkie Pie leaps up onto the bleachers and climbs up all the way to the top before Rainbow Dash even makes it halfway up. Sunset, Sandalwood and Cherry Crash follow shortly after. They made it up just fine without the bungee cords.
>”I can’t climb this!” Mystery Mint complains after falling back to the floor many times.
>”That’s fine, that’s fine.” Bulk starts to unravel the bungee cords. “It’s a good thing we thought of this.”
>The banging on the gym door becomes louder and more frequent.
>”Pass it up here!” Rainbow Dash calls down from the top of the bleachers, reaching out her hand.
>Bulk passes the bungee cords to Dash before climbing up the side of the bleachers himself. His weight alone slightly bends the things forward, but he manages to get to the top with ease.
>”I can’t do that either!” Rarity hasn’t even made one further attempt to climb up the bleachers.
>Mystery Mint holds up her arms as the ruckus at the gym door continues. ”Throw the cords down! Please!”
>Rainbow Dash tosses one end of the bungee cords down to Mystery Mint. All of the shouting has attracted a series of grunts and banging on the doors on both sides of the gym now.
>”Alright, Mysty. Just wrap it around yourself or something.” Dash instructs the girl. “Sandal and I will pull you up, okay?”
>”…Okay.”
>Mystery Mint is on the verge of tears as she wraps the bungee equipment around herself. Bulk takes Dash’s place at the top of the bleachers, obviously able to pull somebody up with more ease than a runner.

>>26823377
>”Man, we’d probably be screwed without you here. It’s a good thing you were here today.” Sandalwood thanks the gym teacher. “But like… why Saturday?”
>”Catching up on paperwork.” Bulk explains. “But that’s not important now.”
>The two pull Mystery Mint up to the top of the bleachers as she partially climbs as well, leaving only Rarity at the bottom. The remaining girl sticks to the surface of the bleachers and anxiously waits for her turn to be lifted up.
>Her turn arrives in seconds when the equipment is lowered down to her.
>”Come on, Rarity! You got this!” Encourages Dash, showing support for her friend.
>She puts the equipment on, connects the cords like how Mystery Mint did, and holds onto the sides of the bleachers as she is helped up by Sandalwood and Bulk Biceps.
>All of the students now rest atop the closed bleachers with Bulk Biceps.
>They check the battery life on their mobile phones, but soon find that doing so is unnecessary while there are eight electrical outlets around the gym and that Rarity has her charger with her in her purse.
>Now all they have to worry about is the service staying up for them to contact anyone at all. Sunset and Rainbow Dash immediately go back to trying to contacting their friend Twilight, who still doesn’t answer to any text messages.
>But Pinkie Pie gets a response from Fluttershy after texting her.
>[Where are you? A lot of us made it to the gym. The doors are locked, the zombies can’t get in, and we’re all on top of the bleachers anyway in case they do.]
>[OMG are they really zombies?]
>[Yes they are, where are you?]
>[Janitor’s closet. I can’t lock them out, but they don’t know I’m here as long as I’m silent.]
>[How far from the gym are you?]
>[Really far I think.]

>>26823220
What would you say, "Hey Rarity, before we fuck under the bleachers, can you tell me your opinion of Mormons?"

>>26823393
Kek.
>>26823387
>”So where is she?” Rainbow Dash asks Pinkie.
>”She’s in some janitor’s closet. I think they only lock from the outside, so she can’t keep them from opening the door.”
>Rainbow Dash slams her fist onto the metal surface below her, sending out a resounding echo that provokes more banging on the gym doors.
>Sunset steps in and places her hand on Dash’s shoulder. “It’ll be fine. Fluttershy’s like the quietest girl I know. There’s no way they’ll hear her in there.”
>Pinkie continues to text Fluttershy. [Don’t forget to mute all the sounds on your phone. And how did you get into the janitor’s closet anyway?]
>[My phone’s always muted. And the door was already open for some reason. But I didn’t see the janitor anywhere.]
>Sunset still tries to bring calmness to Rainbow Dash as Pinkie texts Fluttershy.
>”And what about Twilight? Huh?” Rainbow Dash gripes with tears beginning to fill her eyes.
>”She’s a smart girl. There’s no way she didn’t run once those things… uh, people came in.”
>”Then how didn’t she make it to the gym?”
>”She probably just ran and hid somewhere else like Fluttershy.” Sunset knows that this statement is most likely false.
>But why isn’t she answering?” Dash brings up.
>And that is exactly why the statement is probably false. Sunset feels a piercing feeling in her stomach when she imagines all of the things that could have happened to Twilight, resulting in her not answering any text messages after being so worried for her friends just a few minutes ago.
>It isn’t hard to put the pieces together.
>”We need her, Sunset! We’re nowhere near as powerful without her!”
>Sunset tries to keep her friend’s morale up. “Get ahold of yourself! We’re strong enough as long as we have eachother!”

>>26806645
Will we have any more green on Lemon Zest?

>>26823393
That would be funny enough to warrant it, though I like being a fun Nazi around people. Take that as you will

>>26823413
I could write one if you want.
>>26823405
>”That only works in movies! Or when there’s less than like five people we need to stop. This is different!”
>”It can’t be anything we don’t-”
>”YES IT IS!” Rainbow Dash snaps, falling back with tears streaming down her cheeks. “This shit is happening all over the world! Not just here! I’m not even sure if our combined magic can stop this! It’s effecting literally everybody! It’s…” Her voice breaks up as the others try their best to ignore her words. “I… I just…”
>She begins to sob, covering her face with her hands. Rarity tries to think of a way to counter Dash’s point, wiping away at the lines of mascara running down her face.
>”Rainbow…” Sunset tries to keep some form of positivity.
>”We’re fucking doomed! Twilight’s dead, Applejack’s dead, and we’re going to be dead before tomorrow, aren’t we?”
>”Stop it! Please just stop!” Pinkie Pie covers her ears and screams at the two. “We’re going to be okay! Everyone’s alive! They probably just dropped their phones somewhere when they ran away! Zombies are weak and we are strong!”
>Rarity begins to sob just as loudly as Rainbow Dash.
>Pinkie begins to trail off in her words. “Please… we have to stay positive…”
>”What can you four do on your own?” Asks Cherry crash. “You still have some power, right?”
>Rainbow Dash bangs the back of her head against the wall. “Not if there are literally hundreds of thousands of these people all over the world running around attacking people! We’re only good for small problems, not things like this. That’s what the military is for.”
>”Wait… wait, the military!” Exclaims Sunset. “They’ll be able to handle this with no problem!”
>”How do you know?” Asks Rainbow Dash before Sandalwood joins in.

>>26823419
>”Hey, wait. Can’t we get like… the news or something on out phones?” The boy brings up as he starts to scroll through his apps. “I’m pretty sure they would tell us about it if the military was on top of this.”
>”I’ve… never thought of that before.” Rarity admits.
>”I saw the news this morning.” Reveals Pinkie Pie. “They didn’t say anything about the military, just weird things happening all over the world.”
>”God damn it.” Sunset curses.
>”But that was this morning.” Rainbow Dash suddenly clings to optimism out of nowhere. “Maybe something’s being done now.”
>The girl can’t allow herself to be on the bright side of things unless she absolutely knows that everything is going to be okay.
>”Somebody check now.” Sunset urges as she herself pulls out her own phone.
>Everyone simultaneously checks their phones. Over the next minute and a half, the group takes turns listing what mobile sites they went to and what stories about the incident they heard so far. And a lot of the news coverages seem to conflict eachother.
>One states that the government has sent fighter jets to “neutralize any threat” to the homeland soil. Another describes SWAT teams actively battling rampant riots in the city. A third informs the public that the national guard has been deployed and the “neutralization of the situation” is being “vigorously approached”.
>There’s even one source that describes New Zealand as one of the only places in the world where nothing is going wrong.
>”Well I guess thats… good?” Sunset then turns to Rainbow Dash. “Still keep trying Twilight. I’ll keep trying to reach Applejack.”
>Twilight’s number is texted at least twenty more times in the next six minutes.
>…

>>26806645
Are there any good greens about Principal Celestia, Vice principal Luna, Cheerilee, or Nurse Redheart?

>>26823446
That also sounds like a pretty good idea.
>>26823432
>Still under one of the desks in the classroom, Twilight waits another twenty minutes or so to open her eyes and uncover her ears.
>It is now when she hears her phone on the surface of one of the desks.
>Twilight finds over 40 messages from Rainbow Dash and over 30 messages from Sunset asking where she is and if she’s alive. She knows she must reply immediately to let them know she’s okay.
>[Oh my god, where are you? I’m alive.] She types the message and sends it.
>[TWILIHGT HOLY SHIT DONT SCARE ME LIKE THAT I THOUGH YOU WERE DEAD] Rainbow Dash responds in less than ten seconds. [Gym. Where the fuck are you?]
>[One of the classrooms. Door’s locked.] She then hesitates to deliver the next message to them. [Flash didn’t make it.]
>[WTF NO] Dash responds. [Please tell me hes alive]
>Twilight clumsily types the next message and buries her head into her knees as she presses send.
>[I’m so sorry.]
>On the other end, Rainbow Dash nearly throws her phone across the room. She stomps her feet onto the surface of the bleachers and begins to sob once more. Sunset takes the hint, and starts to text Twilight herself.
>[Twilight. Can you call us?] She sends the message before finally getting a reply from Applejack’s number.
>Sunset reads the text from Applejack next.
>[Are you alone?] Is the response to Sunset’s message asking if she’s near enough to meet up.
>…
>On Applejack’s end, the Apple family all finish up boarding up the windows to the house. Not just the ones who live at the house, the entire Apple family. All twenty-something of them.
>They had all grouped together hours ago after the early signs of a disaster became apparent to them.
>Having farm animals has its benefits.

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>>26823413
Still working away on my story, should have more done tonight if I don't decide to work on something else.
>>26823419
>Nods frantically
Please, I like writing Lemon, but I'd love reading some =D

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>>26823455
>A lot of the boys and men from the Apple family have brought their guns with them, while Applejack and Big Mac already had their own two shotguns just in case something like this happened.
>Applejack sits at the dining room table with her phone in her lap. She sends Sunset another text, knowing for a fact that there are already a ton of mouths to feed if this disaster becomes long-term.
>[I said are you alone?] Applejack asks again.

_____
Damn character limits.
Anyway, that's all I got for this afternoon. Will probably definitely end up writing more tonight.
>>26823462
Then I shall write some for you, friend!

See you guys later, love you all!

>>26823419
Sure if you are up to it.
>She will never give you a blowjob to the beat of the music she is listening to.

>>26823493
>>26823485
I need this now.

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>>26818638

>Her pretty face glows with excitement.
>Phew…avoided a bullet right there.
>”A-are you sure darling? Even after all I said?”
“Yeah…I’m kind of flattered that a beautiful girl like you would want to keep me around like that.”
>Rarity lets out a dumb chuckle.
>”Well it’s the truth darling, I really fancy you, b-but you never made your move.”
>You shrug.
“I guess I thought I’d blow things up if I had asked you to be my girlfriend…I’m not really that good when it comes to rejection.”
>Sunset’s dreaded words come to your mind.
>["Don't you get it Anon!? I HATE you! I think you're a disgusting pervert! Don't you understand that I will NEVER want to go out with you!?"]
>”Aww darling,” Rarity says in a comforting tone, “don’t say such things…you may look though on the outside, but now I truly see that you’re soft in the inside, and that’s exactly how I like my men.”
>She steals a kiss from you and softly giggles when she releases your mouth.
>Phew…
>Dodged a bullet right there.
>”Yes.”
“Yes what?”
>”I accept to be your girlfriend Anonymous...”
>It seems Sunset Shimmer won’t be available for a while.
“G-great!”
>Unless…you can work something out with Rarity.
>”Yours and YOURS only…understood?”
>…or not.
>Shit.
“Okay Rares.”
>Let’s see what your actions bring this time.
>As long as you avoid any sort of threat reaching to your cute friends you’ll be fine.
>Maybe that’s what your shadow-self meant.
>For now let’s just bask in Rarity’s goods.
>You grab her by the waist and pull her panties.
>”Ohh~ l-let’s not do that here anymore, okay?”
>Goddamn you are going to love this.

>>26823960
Hi Sodium Hydroxide.

>>26823830
Seconding this.

>>26823485
Damn, stopped when things are starting to turn around

>>26823485
Please continue this tonight.

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Okay, having trouble with the next bit from the Lemon story, so, guess I'll start on Spellbound part 2
I know yall probably don't like it as much, but it's my dump story for when I need to clear my head.

>You emerge from your nap slowly, the dream slipping away.
>It was a nice dream.
>Your toes curl as you recall the sensations vividly.
>Even in your sleep, you can't get Twilight out of your head.
>Your hand caresses your neck where your proof lays.
>Feeling that bump in your smooth flesh, you know it happened.
>You groan lightly as the sensation of Twilight tenderly licking you persists.
>It's so vivid...
>So powerful...
...
>So actually happening right now!
>Your eyes snap open, and a whimper escapes your lips as you see the damp purple head between your thighs.
"T-Twilight... What are you... Ung..!" The rest of your thought is subsumed in pleasure as her tongue curls around your stiff button.
>"Oh, you're awake!" Twilight says cheerily, lifting her head to look at you, her hand taking over for her mouth.
>You blink at her blearily, stomach clenching reflexively as her fingers slip in and out of you.
>"Uh, y-yeah. what's... What's up?" Why are you trying to sound casual? This girl was tongue-fucking you in your sleep!
>She pouts, her other hand stroking your stomach as she regards you.
>"Well, I waited for you to come join me in the shower for about ten minutes, but when I came out to check on you, you were fast asleep!"
>her nails trail up the valley between your breasts, eliciting a deep moan from you.
>God, this girl knows how to turn you on...
>"Anyway, since you didn't seem to want to wake up, and you were still so dirty..."
>She gives you a smoldering smile, her eyes half-lidded.
>"... I decided to clean you up..."
>Your eyes widen as she leans down, giving you a slow, languid lick from the top of your slit to your belly button.
"Oh. Damn. Twilight..."
>You can't believe you're already so close, but she's rubbing you in all the right ways.

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>>26818617
>>26823960
Are you looking for feedback on MUGS?

>>26825339
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AXzEcwYs8Eo

>>26825369
Mechanics, Usage, Grammar, and Spelling

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>>26825215
>Licking in all the right places, too, as she pulls your leg out to the side, her tongue lapping your inner thigh.
"Twi... How is this getting me cleaner?"
>Your nonsensical mutters pull a giggle out of Twlight.
>"Like this, silly." She murmurs, then leans down, her fingers moving to your clit as her tongue flattens against your gash.
>Ever so slowly, her tongue climbs up, your dripping juices sliding into her mouth.
>Her tongue flicks your clit as she reaches the top, then she leans back and swallows with a smile.
>"Ohhhh..."
>Your insides are roiling, rocking on the ephemeral waves of the ocean of pleasure she's giving you.
>'God, Twilight, how do you do this to me?' You wonder blearily, rolling your neck and throwing your head back into the pillow under it.
>You let out a breathless gasp as her tongue wiggles inside of you, swirling against your walls.
>Without a conscious thought, your hand creeps down, your fingers sliding through her damp hair.
>She murmurs into you as your hand curls behind her head, pushing her gently but insistently into you.
>You can feel the corners of her lips quirk up against your thighs, and her tongue plunges deeply into you.
>Her hands reach up to your sides, her nails dragging up and down your ribs gently, heat bursting across your chest.
>Your head whips back into the pillow, your mouth wide but no sound coming out.
>Far too late for warnings now.
>Your free hand clamps onto a breast, twisting the nipple as your dam breaks, and you see Twilight's eyes widen before her mouth clamps down on your entrance.
>Your tunnel quivers around her tongue as your juices flow freely into her mouth, and you can feel her tongue stiffen inside you every time she swallows.
>Her arms curl around and her stiffened fingers press firmly into the muscles to either side of your slit.
"Ohgllrlrr..!"
>A gurgling cry is ripped from your throat as new waves of pleasure assault you, and your legs shoot out reflexively, your ass lifting off the bed.

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>>26823960

>Meanwhile…miles away from Canterlot High.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z2ZwzUuEyY0
>Detrot: capital of decay and crime, once a prosperous city is now home of ruthless thugs.
>”Boss…it’s good to have you back.”
>”Any news about my son?” The boss asks.
>”Well…the cops are still working on the case and-“
>The boss punches the grunt in the stomach, leaving him without air.
>”I never asked you moron for the cops’ input, what are the streets saying?”
>Some of the boss’ grunts suck air through their teeth.
>”It was a dark night boss…no one saw a thing, and no street cat wants to say shit.”
>”We got no leads either…sorry boss.”
>The boss lets out a clearly annoyed sigh after hearing the words of his pawns, disgusted by their incompetence and feeling hatred towards the killer of his son. The day is August the 31st, and lots of stuff has happened while the boss was locked away. The day he heard his son was murdered was the day he ordered his minions to cut-short his stay at the maximum security prison; which not only made him lose thousands of hard earned blood bank notes, but a numerous crew of his ‘most loyal’ men, who have not only died protecting their boss, most of those who were captured sung like birds to the cops and went into hiding thanks to Detrot PD’s witness program.
>”Motherfuckers with no loyalty…don’t deserve to live.”
>Those are the words that marked the ruthless thug known as Dark Blood, father of the poor bastard you murdered.
>”Hey boss, we managed to squeeze some info from a pig.”
>”The detective you caught. Right?”
>The grunt nods.
>”Get him over here, I’ll chat with him.”
>Some of Dark Blood’s minions bring in a beaten down detective called Minty Pastry, who presents visible torture marks all over his body. The detective is almost on his last breaths.
>”You…did you manage to find anything?”

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>>26825699

>”I-I could not,” the detective says before coughing up some blood. “It was an obvious act of revenge…”
>Dark Blood scoffs.
>”My son has been off the radar since I was imprisoned, he even went to high school…I asked you fuckers to keep my son away from our rivals, you were all in my payroll!”
>Minty Pastry stays silent, but is forced to talk once one of Dark Blood’s minions punches him in the face.
>”There’s nothing we could do to prevent your son’s death Mr. Blood. But let me tell you this…that night there were no rival gang members in that area.”
>”He’s bullshitting us boss…let’s kill this motherfucker!”
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7SKB6HKJnwQ
>Dark Blood grabs a hammer from a rotten worktable and a rusted nail, then he orders his minions to place one of Minty Pastry’s hand on the worktable and lastly…
>”AAAAAARGH!”
>”You’re a dead man Pastry, since you useless excuse of a cop couldn’t find my son’s killer then I’ll have to do it myself,” Dark Blood says in a menacing manner, “that goes for all of you. If you don’t manage to find a tiny bit of info you can kiss your asses goodbye.“
>The minions don’t say anything, instead they just look at Minty Pastry with fear in their eyes.
>Minty Pastry bleeds profusely from his hand.
>But instead of screaming more, he just laughs.
>”What’s so funny?” Dark Blood asks.
>”You can’t win…Detrot PD locked up your men and killed several others the day you decided to escape, your empire is gone. All of your turfs have been occupied by your rivals.”

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>>26825718

>Dark Blood smirks, which makes Minty Pastry change his smile into a frown.
>”Look little man, I can make my empire wherever the fuck I want. Detrot’s a place I don’t want to be anymore because all of your friends at the precinct will be looking out for me.”
>”Boss? About that small town…” A grunt shyly asks.
>”Canterlot? Yes, who do we have there?”
>”There? It should not be a problem, the only big gang there belongs to a prick called Silver Fang.”
>”Ah yes. It’s time we go to move our business to Canterlot,” Dark Blood says to his minions before turning to Minty Pastry and aiming the hammer directly at his head, “and you my friend…your usefulness has come to an end.”
>”No…NO!”
>A loud noise comes out of Minty Pastry’s head…and lots of blood run down his nose.
>”The fuck are you looking at? Get the gear and the trucks ready…we’re moving to Canterlot. Go get Pink Penny, we’re not leaving without that fatass…”

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>>26825558
>Her fingers keep pressing into you, your knees flexing instinctively as your flow starts to peter out.
>You flop back onto the bed, panting, and Twilight's tongue slowly pulls out of your quivering tunnel.
>She gives your slit a final luxurious lick, then slowly pulls your hand out from her twisted locks.
>bringing it to her mouth, she kisses the palm with a giggle, then rubs it slowly against her cheek.
>"See?" She murmurs breathlessly. "All clean."
>You just lie there, spent.
>This girl really has a way of wearing you out.
>She gingerly slides up next to you, and you instantly roll over, your mouth descending on hers hungrily.
>Squeaks of surprise soon turn to appreciative murmurs as your tongue invades her mouth.
>'I think I'm getting used to tasting myself..."
>You giggle into Twilight's mouth at the thought, slowly breaking off the kiss and resting your head in the crook of her neck.
"I could get used to waking up like that."
>Your eyes pop open as the words slip out of your mouth.
>'Shit, is that too clingy? What even is this to Twilight?'
>Your worries are assuaged by the girl's gentle chuckles.
"Mmmm, sounds good to me, Fem." Her hand falls lightly onto the back of your neck, stroking it softly.
>Sighing in relief, you relax into Twilight's curves, your arms slipping around her back.
>There's a niggling feeling of discomfort, though.
"Um, just gotta ask, though. What's digging into my hip?"
>Twilight's hand slips around from your neck, caressing fingers sliding up under your chin and tilting it up.
>You look into the girl's mischievous grin, and a thrill runs up your spine.
>"Why don't you find out? I borrowed it especially for you, Fem..."
>Gulping, your hand stretches slowly out, sliding down her side.
>At the top of her hip, you encounter a strong, silky piece of fabric and the corner of your mouth quirks up.
>Following it around the curve of her hip, you ever so slowly make your way to her crotch.

bit gagged in the post guys.

>All this fucking content
I love you guys

>>26825926
Jagged' didn't notice the spelling.

>>26826151
I love how this thread is getting back on track. Keep going, guys.

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>>26825741
Anon's going to get flattened by a fat bastard.

>>26826231
That's offensive. I think the term "Big Guy" suits him better.

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>>26825797
>'And there it is.' You think, a full blown grin plastered across your face as you feel the slightly yielding stiffness between her thighs.
"Aw, you shouldn't have..."
>Twilight giggles, her hips rolling slowly, causing the Strap-on to slither up and down the curve of your hip.
>"I thought you might like it..." She whispers demurely, a tiny smile on her lips as she looks into your eyes.
>'Fucking hell, this girl is blowing my mind...' You can't keep a groan of anticipation from escaping as your hand gingerly wraps around the shaft.
>"Oh? You like it that much, hmm Fem?" Your eyes slide from hers to the purple rubber shaft in your hand, and you nod slightly.
>"Well, want to test it out? I have to admit, it's got this lovely tickler that's keeping right on the edge..."
>You look back up at her, and can see the beads of sweat on her forehead.
>Slipping your hand off the shaft, you gently press against your vulva, wincing at the sore muscles.
>'She's gonna go log jamming in the state she's in, and that's gonna be less than fun...'
"Um, no offense Twi, but I need a couple minutes to recover. How long were you working on me before I woke up?"
>"Oh! Um, not too long. Just, fifteen minutes, or so..." She trails off with a nervous laugh, and you shake your head incredulously.
"No wonder those dreams were so... Intense."
>She blushes at your sultry smile, and your hand reaches up to stroke her cheek.
>You lean forward, your lips brushing lightly against hers, and she lets out a murmur.
"There's no rush, Twi. Let's just talk."
>She looks at you uncertainly, then nods slowly.
>Sitting up, you pull the pillow out from under you and set it against the headboard.
>Wiggling backward, you rest your back against it, and after a moment, Twilight flops back onto you unceremoniously.
>You let out an 'oof', followed by a giggle as Twilight's head nestles between your modest bosom.

>>26826294
Somebody get this hothead outta here.

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>>26826329
>The proud purple spire sprouting from her crotch waggles back and forth comically as she wiggles into a more comfortable position.
>Letting out a giggle, you watch it waggle obscenely.
>Twilight looks back at you, follows your gaze to her crotch, then wacks you in the thigh, huffing.
"Ow! Heh, what? It just looks kinda funny, jiggling around. Where'd you get it, anyway?"
>She blushes, idly rubbing the spot she hit on your thigh.
>"Well, I asked Rainbow if she had anything like this, but she told me to get out of her house."
>You nod ruefully.
>Twilight wasn't the first, nor would probably be the last to assume Rainbow played for the other team.
>'Although, is it still the other team if I'm on it..?' Brushing that thought aside, you focus back on Twilight.
>"Dash WAS nice enough to direct me to Rarity, though." Twilight blushes slightly.
>"She has a... Large collection of this kind of thing."
>Your eyebrows raise slightly.
"Rarity, huh? I wouldn't have guessed. She seems so... Prim and proper?"
>Twilight nods slowly. "Oh, she is. But behind closed doors? She's very... Generous with her affections, apparently."
>You grin down at her, your hand slipping around to stroke her side gently, eliciting a sigh from her.
"Really now? Sounds like my kind of girl."
>Twilight turns her head, looking back at you with an arched brow and a nonplussed expression.
"What? Come on, Twi. You can't tell me you haven't had a few more than 'friendly' thoughts about her. She's gorgeous."
>Twilight's expression doesn't change, but her cheeks slowly flush.
"Eyyy, I see those cheeks! Admit it, you saw all that equipment and thought about asking for a test drive, didn't you?"
>Twilight's blush deepens, and she turns away from you.
>"M-maybe..." She stutters out, and you giggle happily.
>You lean forward, your mouth brushing her ear as your hand moves to cup her breast lightly.
"I'd love to see that..."

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>>26806645
Waid where are you!

>You've been drinking nonstop since the night this all began.
>How could you? Nothing was supposed to be like this.
>It only took a few days for some sense to start pouring back in.
>The barrier of alcohol being sweat out in a metal cell.
>You heard what they said. The names you were called were painful.
>Because they were true and fitting.
>Eleven years, and you spent less than thirty minutes sober each day.
>At the time you had lost all control.
>That night was a deadly downward spiral into madness.
>You lost nearly everything.
>And the one thing you couldn't bare to lose, that you feared losing more than anything else.
>Anonymous. Your son. Who looked so much like his father you couldn't look at him sober.
>You had only one choice. Make him fear leaving and disobeying you.
>It made some kind of mad sense to you all those drunken years.
>But the realism of the situation you found yourself in, and being cleaner than you have in years, has given light to how terribly and utterly wrong you were.
>You were facing severe charges.
>Probably could make some deal and play it up to squeeze some sympathy out of whoever you can.
>Bullshit, and you know it.
>They've got a video of how the situation really was. There is no excuse remotely believable enough to try.
>When you saw the video, all you could do was stare.
>Crying wouldn't fix anything.
>And the way you see it, there's only one thing you can do to atone.
>You could never really be a mother to him anymore. You'd forever be a monster.
>With little more than a breath, you push away from the top bunk.
>The sheet around your neck catches, and the ceiling light clangs from your weight.
>You keep your legs folded beneath you. Dying is better than years in prison.
>It's better than having to face your son in court.
>Things will be better for him too.
>Light begins to fade, and your body twitches. You grab your legs and pin them, fighting the instinct to hoist yourself up.
>...and everything fades.

>>26827456
Yes, that's all for now. Having a bit of a rough time. Give me a few days to get my affairs in order, otherwise my green will suffer.

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>>26826804
>Your fingers roll her nipple between them as she straightens up in surprise, then let's out a pleased murmur.
>"You're incorrigible, Fem..." She mutters, not unhappily.
"Me? Who's the one getting ready to ream me out with a huge hunk of rubber?"
>You lean down, planting a kiss on her cheek and chuckling as she splutters at you.
"Hey, I never said it was a bad thing, did I?"
>She stiffens, turning toward you and seeing the smolder in your eyes.
>Smiling, she leans in to your mouth, her lips brushing yours then retreating.
>You groan lightly, the feeling stirring in your loins telling you your ready to get down to business.
>Leaning down, your lips lock with hers, and your hands roam her chest feverishly as your tongue swirls around hers.
>breaking off the kiss, Twilight smiles softly up at you.
>"I thought there was no rush, hmm?" You stare into her beautiful eyes, the sparkle of mirth mixing with a flame of passion.
"Changed my mind."
>You dive into her neck, nipping and suckling wildly as she arches her back, her hand roaming through your hair.
>"Mmmm, Fem, that feels gooood..."
>Your heartbeat picks up as she melts against you, and you can feel the fire stoking in the pit of your belly.
>But this isn't what you want.
>It's not what you NEED.
"Twi, get up..."
>You grunt it out through gritted teeth, but she slowly complies.
>Panting heavily, one hand rubbing your snatch as the other grabs onto Twilight's hand, you roll off the bed.
>She's pulled along, and intense look on her face, and you lead her on shaky legs to the foot of the bed.
>Shivering in anticipation, you wrap her up in a tight hug.
"Just, go easy to start, Twi, it's been a while. But, when I say so, go to town."
>You can feel Twilight shake against you.
>She's just as excited as you are.
>'God, How can I be this lucky?' You wonder as you turn around, leaning ever so slowly over the footboard of the bed.
>Twilight's breath catches at the sight presented to her.

>>26827466
ok

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>>26827456
YOU COWARDLY BITCH, DONT YOU FUCKING RUN!

>>26827456
CHEERIEE LEE IS STILL AFTER HIM YOU CUNT!

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>>26827468
>She watches your lips spread as you lean down further, your elbows propping you up.
>Your ass twitches involuntarily, and you can hear Twilight's breath hiss through her teeth.
>Her hand latches onto your hip, and you feel the head of the rubber phallus brush your swollen lips.
>A hand goes to your mouth, covering your moans as you feel her rub the head up and down against your entrance.
>'Oh god, oh god, just do it... I need it Twi...' Your brain is swirling madly, and you just wish your cunt would follow suit.
>"H-here I come, Fem..." Twilight whispers, and you gasp as the cool head of the strap-on slips into you, immediately starting to warm from your body heat.
"Yesss..."
>You feel Twilight's other hand slide into place on your other hip, and the feeling of her looming behind you kicks up your heartbeat.
>That feeling...
>It's intoxicating.
>You can feel her back there. In control.
>POSSESSING you.
>She slips forward gently, and you gasp out as the shaft fills you.
>Your juices coat the shaft instantly, and you moan into your hand, awkwardly reaching back with your other one to catch a swaying tit.
"MmmmMMM!"
>Twilight rocks her hips gently, slipping a bit more inside you and pulling an almost agonized moan out.
>It's too much.
>It's not enough.
>You don't know what to think as Twilight gently feeds more of her love into you.
>Just like you asked.
"Oh, Twi, it's so gooood..."
>She just grunts.
>You don't want to turn around, but you can picture her.
>Teeth gritted, strands of sweaty hair obscuring her face as she fights against herself to send her length pounding into you.
>A hand leaves your hip, and you just know she's swiping a wrist across her brow.
>She wants to SEE.
>Finally, you can feel her thighs bump into your ass, the thick shaft not quite filling you to the brim.
>It's incredible. You can feel the thick faux veins rubbing your walls, warming up to match the blistering heat of your snatch.

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>>26827864
>"It's in... All the way, Fem. Oh god, you look amazing..."
>Twilight sounds a million miles away, and you clutch your tit convulsively.
>'I'm doing that...' You think to yourself, pools of heat forming in your chest, your stomach, and most especially around that amazing shaft.
>It's not a piece of equipment to you anymore.
>As it heats up, you swear you can feel that veiny length twitching inside you.
>It's okay to pretend...
>"Fem... I, I need to..." Twilight grits out, her hands clamping down almost painfully on your hips.
"Fuck! Yes! Do it! Drill me, you stud!"
>You wiggle madly on the shaft, and Twilight groans as her hips slide backward.
>The chilling feeling of emptiness as she slides out of you is immediately replaced by stars.
>Her shaft thunders back into you, a meaty slap resounding through the room as your ass meets her thighs.
"Mmmmguddmm!"
>You bite into the meat at the base out your thumb to keep from screaming out.
>Twilight's hips pick up a rhythm, not quite as forceful as that first, wonderful thrust, but still enough that you know your ass is picking up a rosy shine from the repeated impacts.
>"Fem... Oh, this is incredible..." Twilight moans, the tickler embedded in her snatch rubbing against her clit with every impact against you.
"Mmmmmm!"
>You don't dare pull your hand away, but you hope she understands you're feeling the exact same way.
>Twilight thrusts deeply into you again, and you grind back into her desperately.
>Groaning with pleasure, she rocks her hips into you, stirring you on her meaty shaft.
>It's heaven. You never want to stop!
>But you can feel something building in you.
>Vibrations run up and down you spine, like you're standing and the train tracks as a runaway locomotive bears down on you.
>Too scared to turn around.
>You know you can't outrun it, anyway.
>Twilight leans over you, her hips a blur as she pistons into you.
>A hand slides around your waist as the other one slides down your back, fingers spread wide.

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>You groan, your hips twitching uncontrollably as that hand steadily presses you into the mattress, elbows giving way as your face is pushed into the rumpled sheets.
>She's in control now.
>She always was.
>Just like you needed her to be.
>Twilight's hand slips all the way down to the back of your neck and stays there, gripping you tightly.
>You can feel her hot breath against your back, coming out in heavy grunts.
>A gasp is ripped out of you as she starts to push you forward, your feet lifting off the floor.
>The wood digs into your waist as her thrusts slam her shaft deep into you, choking off your breath.
>It's coming.
>It's so close you can smell the ozone from the steel wheels grinding into the tracks.
>You can feel Twilight fumbling manically at her groin, and a small part of your brain wonders what she's doing there, but the rest of it's far from caring.
>The hand not busy pinching your nipple viciously flops back, but you can't get around the Footboard to your drooling snatch.
>You want to slip your fingers around your clit and TWIST...
>But you can't reach.
>Twilight rams her shaft into you again, the wet splatting sound it makes telling you just how much you're leaking.
>"There it is..." Twilight hisses in victory, and you feel her fingers against the base of the rod imbedded in you.
>With a faint whirring sound, the base starts to vibrate!
>"Ohhhh god yessss..!" Twilight hisses out, grinding her hips into you.
>The vibrating shaft presses into your button with her frantic thrusts.
>Drops of wetness spatter onto your back as Twilight's drool slips unheeded out of her open mouth.
>It's coming.
>YOU'RE coming.
>The train hits, blowing you away...
>...
>...
>...