Fingerbang: The Equestria Girls and Humanized Thread #238- Mage

First
Teehee

I love the new thread smell

>>30863085
Smells like fuckin daisies

>>30863085
LIKE A BULLSHIT

>>30863056
That's a cute trixie

>>30863096
Too slow, faggot

>>30863092
lies

>>30863101
blame to Captcha

>>30841761
>Go down a few long roads.
>Worrying about Sweetie Belle non stop.
>You just want this to be over, this just needs to end.
>Rarity tells you to make a turn and she cocks her gun.
>You know you’re getting close.
“How many more of them are there?”
>”About maybe six or seven. I don’t know.”
>Rarity directs you to go down another road.
>You make sure your gun is fully loaded.
>”It’s there.” Rarity points.
>You look, and see an abandoned house on the side of the road.
>”Don’t get too close.”
“Okay.”
>Pull the car to the side of the road and look at how much ammo you have.
>It’s still a lot.
>Maybe you can manage this easily.
>”The best way to get over there undetected is go through the woods.” Rarity says.
>Both of you get out the car with guns drawn.
>Still kind of far down the street from the house.
>You run across a field with Rarity beside you and try to look into the widows.
>Lights are on but no one is moving around.
>Stop at a place right before a clearing in the trees holding your guns tight and making sure no one is following you.
>You want to punch these guys so badly for doing this.
>You don’t want to shoot them, that’s not enough.
>These guys are straight up bozos who need to be thrown in jail for life.
>A minute or two later, you hear someone come out.
>It’s definitely one of them, and he has a friend following him.
>”I ain’t hearing no sirens yet.” One of them says.
>Wait, you remember this voice.
>This one is the dirtbag from on the phone!
>”We better get moving before we do. No doubt those coppers are on to us by now!” Says the other crook. “It’s a shame we couldn’t have a little fun with the girl tonight. We gotta always be on the run.”
>You almost throw up in the bushes.
>Then you almost spring up to kill whoever just said that.

>>30863118
>Rarity stops you.
>You sit back down and wait for the men to go back inside.
>You don’t want them to go back in there.
>After they said that, you want to make sure they never get anywhere near Sweetie Belle.
>”We’ll start loading up the van in a few minutes.”
>Fuck, you don’t have that much time.
>Rarity follows you over to the house after the men disappear back inside.
“We have to slash their tires. We have to find their van and slash the tires so they can’t get away.”
>”I suppose there’s nothing else we can do. But once they find us, we have to be ready to defend ourselves. And more importantly defend Sweetie.”
>You both take deep breaths.
>You have to do this now whether you’re ready or not.
>There’s a garage next to the house where you’re sure the van is.
>Walk around to the front and there it is. The door is already open but the lights are off.
>”What do we use?” Asks Rarity.
>You see a tool shelf in the garage through the dim moonlight.
>You go in there and start grabbing shit off the shelves. Seeing if it can pierce the tires.
>You know you only have like two minutes at best before someone comes out.
>It looks like a couple of gardening tools starts to work on getting holes in those tires.
>The sound of air coming out is music to your ears.
>Do the same to all of the tires with Rarity helping you.
>Run away from the garage before anyone else comes out of the front door.
>Now you go around back the house and start creeping around.
>Peeking in the windows to see who’s where.
>Couple of guys in the kitchen, couple more in the hallways and stuff, and they constantly go back down to the basement.
>This confuses you until you start to put it all together.
>They have Sweetie in the basement of the house.

>>30863123
>You start to imagine all of the horrible things they could be doing to her in there.
>It makes you want to attack these fuckers right now.
>You’re grimacing as you and Rarity hide behind some bushes.
>You stay far enough into the dark where you can’t be seen by anyone.
>”Alright let’s roll!”
>Fuck, here they go.
>You almost don’t want to watch them pull Sweetie Belle by the arms out of the basement.
>There’s two of them holding her.
>Three more following them, and they all look like they have guns.
>Gulp.
>One guy goes up to the window to look outside.
>Rarity ducks while you stay behind a tree.
>He’s making sure no one followed the group to the house.
>”He’s gone.” Rarity says after a couple of seconds.
>You hear the front door of the house open.
>”Alright, no sirens. We got a head start.” The same guy from the phone says in relief. “Let’s go!”
>Footsteps, right to the garage.
>The garage is too dark to really see the slashed tires.
>You and Rarity watch them appear around the side of the house.
>The same three guys are right behind the same two guys.
>The two holding Sweetie Belle go into the garage and one from the back follows.
>”Wait out here you guys.” One of them says to the last two.
>Rarity gets her pistol ready. “I’ll take the one on the right.” She whispers. “You go for the left.”
“Got it.”
>Hear them opening the back doors of the van.
>”In you go.” They tell Sweetie.
>You stand up, but now there’s three men standing in front of you and Rarity.
>But they’re facing away.
>”Now what do we do?” Rarity asks quietly.

>>30863085
A Shit.

>>30863056
>that thigh gap
holy shit
I'd let her do disappearing acts with my magic wand any day

>>30863169
>>30863101

>>30863133
Aw shit, here we go

Day 1 is finished.
Smashcast suffered a couple issues, they will be noted in the matches.

Match Vids:

Group A:
Chrysalis vs Fluttershy - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oy3joP3x6No
Treehugger vs Maud Pie - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ToTyeyFigZ0

Group B:
Rainbow Dash vs Twilight Sparkle(Post match screen cut because Smashcast) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KRnNfLGgmB0

Princess Celestia vs Lyra Heartstrings(Opening 6 minutes Real Time cut due to Smashcast) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iwygJFONPI4

Group C:
Sunset Shimmer vs Pinkie Pie - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qvCiRV_MheE
Princess Cadence vs Trixie - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4c2pqQpQKto

Group D:
Princess Luna vs Vinyl Scratch - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=umBVpAEQd8Y
Octavia Melody vs Spitfire - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=npqaQJRq_T0

Results:
Block A:
Chrysalis(3) d. Fluttershy(0)
Maud Pie(3) d. Treehugger(0)

Block B:
Rainbow Dash(3) d. Twilight Sparkle(0)
Princess Celestia(1) and Lyra Heartstrings(1) had a 30 minute time limit draw

Block C:
Sunset Shimmer(3) d. Pinkie Pie(0)
Trixie Lulamoon(3) d. Princess Cadence(0)

Block D:
Princess Luna(3) d. Vinyl Scratch(0)
Octavia Melody(3) d. Spitfire(0)

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>>30863469
Neat. I had to go in the middle of all the matches but I caught a couple. I'll watch the rest tomorrow when I'm not tired as shit and have more time.

>>30863612
Yeah, we lost part of the Lyra/Tia match but eh... Smashcast glitched on it, it's totally it's fault.

I'm still gonna do highlights even though I don't have the full thing.

>>30863133
We still have Uzi?

>>30863133
Just let them all get in the van they ain't getting far

>>30863085
like a crap

>>30863184
t. shitposter

>>30864620
>>30864627
t. Actual shitposter

>>30863085
>>30864861
t. samefag

>>30864872
What's it like being this autistic?

>>30864886
Just don't reply to it. He already lost his stupid little race and can't compensate no matter what he does. Just take the win, run off with it and shut the fuck up.

>>30864896
>>30864886
>still samefagging himself

>>30863133
Here's my issue with this.
This is an exciting story and all but you seemed to jump right into the action out of the blue, and it turned into Anon and Rarity becoming hitman and hitwoman literally overnight. I'm not saying one can't enjoy this route but a little bit more background would be appreciated. Since this is your first green, I guess I can't call you out on too much due to you not having a certain amount of experience. It's still an interesting read so far and you still got my attention but just consider this little piece of criticism to remember if you write any future greens. Pacing is important, It can make or break a story. You have an okay idea plot wise but must include a better build up and backstory before making the action happen.
With that out of the way, I think Anon should use the Uzi on all three guys and Rarity should asses the situation in the garage.

>>30863056
Perfect for making out with

>>30865023
This. Still like the story though

>>30865081
>Trixie will never be your sperg gf.
>She will never go to card and vidya stores with you.

>>30866201
>She will never get into arguments about anime with a stranger in front of you

>>30866829
>"Yeah that new Death Note movie on Netflix is good."
>Trixie almost broke her own neck by turning it so fast towards the person that said it.
>"That 'film' is a disgrace."

>>30866201
>>30866829
>>30866857
Anyone feel like doing a green of this?

>>30867183
I might try it. I don't really know anything about Death Note, though. But I still want to give this Trixie green a try.

>>30868195
You don't need to do Death Note I just came up with since my sperg friends are reeeing about it.

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>>30868294
Alright, I'll try and whip something up.

>>30868361
It can be anything as long as it's spergy gf Trixie.

>>30863085
A bullcrap

>>30863056
>shorts and thigh-highs
Hello new fetish

>>30868659
>He's actually so bothered that he keeps going back every day to reply the same thing
This meme was pretty funny in the beginning but I'm just starting to feel bad for you at this point. Here's a pity (You).

Oh... I may or may not have mentioned this, but each day of Waifu Wars is getting it's own highlights... So, here you go! Day 1.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=35YLfYxWqEQ

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>>30869127
God fucking damn it he's already here

Sperg Trixie when?

>>30870191
when sporg yourself

>"Deep in thought again?" Norman asked Anon as they walked home from school.
>"About the work, or about Rarity?" Norman asks after Anon nods in response.
>Anon scoffs defensively, and Norman laughs a bit
>"Hey, I get it. She's pretty hot, dude. Gets into your mind."
>As the two walk, a storm starts brewing in the sky above Canterlot.
>"Well, I gotta get back home before the storm gets too bad. See you later!" Norman said, running off to his house.
>Anon darts off back home, and Norman rushes into his room.
>But underneath Norman's shelf in his modest room is a tiny button, which he presses.
>A gap opens in the floor and Norman climbs down.
>The gap leads into a room full of futuristic tech and advanced monitoring equipment.
>Norman then inputs a code into the monitor with the holographic keyboard, and a camera feed of downtown Canterlot appears.
>Anon soon runs into view, and is struck by lightning and falls to the ground unconscious.
>Smiling contently, Norman softly says to himself:
>"See you soon, Lightning Man."

TO BE CONTINUED IN: LIGHTNING MAN 2

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>>30870358
N-Nani?

>>30870114
Oh hey this is pretty beat.

>>30870358
He's back! You going to post tonight?

>>30870384
>beat
Dammit I meant to type neat. I feel like every day I get closer to having dyslexia.

>>30868378
>>30870191
>Enter the Blockbuster with your girlfriend Trixie.
>She has been making all these strong proclamations the whole ride here. “Trixie is going to prove to you once and for all that she is the best and foremost player in Overwatch!”
>You would have informed her about how many mistakes she made had she not been giving you that lewd time at night.
“Whatever, did you remember to bring the key card?”
>There goes that look on Trixie’s face. Her mouth says exactly what its frown implies.
>”Do you think Trixie is dumb?” She pulls the key card out of her sleeve. “Or do you not pay attention?”
“Well you didn’t tell me whether or not you remembered to bring the key card when I asked if you had it. Because you started going off on a limb about Overwatch right when I drove up to your house to pick you up.”
>”It’s not my fault you’re so thick headed.”
>”Welcome to Blockbuster! May I take your order?” Greets the clerk.
>Trixie gives him a challenging look and slaps the card onto the counter like it’s a Yu-Gi-Oh card. She grins at him then looks over to you.
“Uh, we’d like to see if we can get a 50% off Steam code, sir.” You tell the clerk.
>”80.” Trixie corrects.
“What do you mean? 80?”
>Look down at the card.
>Trixie added a couple of curved lines to the 5 to make it look like an 8.
>To be honest, it would look very convincing had you not been paying close attention to the details on the card. It’s clear Trixie used pen, sharpie or magic marker to turn that 5 into an 8.
>The clerk picks up the card before you can swipe it away. You prepare to distance yourself from Trixie when he realizes that she’s probably trying to do something illegal.
>”80% off.” Trixie reasserts.
>The clerk hardly even looks at the card for more than half a second. He sets it down.
>”Alrighty. I’m just going to need you to sign here.” He pulls out a receipt that just printed.

>>30870714
>You get ready to apologize to the clerk already as Trixie signs the receipt. Inside, you just know he’s going to figure it out after looking at the key card a second time.
>Trixie signs the paper and you’re standing to the side sweating bullets. you’re not at all regretting getting into a relationship with this girl, but you’ll be damned if you don’t wish you shopped for things separately to avoid moments like these.
>Begin to wonder if you’ll get thrown under the bus too if, or rather when, she gets caught trying to pull a fast one.
>”You’re all set, miss.” The clerk says.
>Internally, your jaw drops and your arms fall off.
“Wha… uh, okay.”
>”Also.” The clerk continues. “Congratulations, you have been randomly selected for today’s daily double! You get to have 50% off on your Overwatch membership and also get to purchase one item in the store for half off.”
>Trixie’s eyes light up with dollar signs upon hearing this.
>”What products is Trixie allowed to purchase with this special offer?” She asks.
“I didn’t know this store had that.” You comment under your breath as the clerk answers.
>”You get to choose from VHS tapes, DVD’s, Video Games for the PS4, Nintendo Wii, XBox One X, the comic book section…” He goes on and on naming the store’s amenities.
>This is so surprising to you that this clerk is so unobservant to such an obvious detail. You begin to wonder if Trixie has managed to pull this off before.
>”Trixie thinks she wants to take a look at the comic book section.” She then changed her mind. “Actually no, the anime video section.”
>She strides over tot hat section of the store and begins to scan the shelves with excited eyes. You watch her with your heart beating hard for her. This love you feel is something out of this world if you feel some sort of compassion solely for this adventurousness of her. The risks she takes, and doesn’t even care about the potential repercussions.

>>30870722
>”It should be here…” Trixie keeps her eyes fixated on the shelves. “Where are you… c’mon.”
“What are you looking for?”
>You walk over to Trixie and follow her as she goes up and down the aisles.
>”AHA!” Trixie’s voice pierces through the air and startles everyone. “One Punch Man!”
>Trixie shoots her fist into the air. She laughs maniacally before quieting down as everyone in the store eyes her. You would have been embarrassed if you weren’t used to these kinds of moments.
>You wouldn’t be used to these kinds of moments if Trixie didn’t have “special” fun with you nearly every night.
>”Trixie will take one of these.” She marches back over to the clerk at the front desk. “The newest edition of the One Punch Man manga! The one punch MANga!”
>The clerk types in the numbers into the cash register to determine the price. Trixie patiently waits, feeling victorious after getting her Overwatch Steam Key Card verified for 30% more than its actual value.
>A guy across the store waiting for his burger to be finished chuckles in Trixie’s direction. Trixie registers this right away.
>After the order is completed, Trixie walks right over to the guy without fear of confronting him. “What’s so funny?”
>He laughs a little bit harder.
>”You like One Punch Man.” The guy chuckles as you step over to the two.
“Alright, I think it’s time we skedaddle, Trixie.”
>”Not yet.” She tells you.
>Welp.
>Trixie looks directly into the guy’s handbag. She notices a very similar design she’s been seeing in her Twitter feed recently.
>”Is that… is that the cover to the new Death Note series on Netflix?” She addresses him.
>The guy looks down to his handbag, already regretting not zipping it closed.
>”Let me guess, you’re one of those people who don’t like it because it’s not like the original show?” The guy asks before grabbing his burger and sarcastically takes a bite into it.

>>30870726
>Trixie’s eye twitches. “What?”
“Uh, Trixie?”
>”Shh!” She turns her head back to the guy with the burger. “What did you say?”
>”You heard me.” He talks through the meat in his mouth.
>”You’re unironically defending that piece of garbage? Even with all of the flaws it has?”
>”Who cares if it has flaws?” He sips his shake in between lecturing Trixie. “Doesn’t matter. Entertainment is entertainment.”
>”Who the hell says that?!”
>”I do. Why do you care so much?”
>”Because they RUINED the entire franchise! and people like YOU are the reason why they did it! You’re eating it all up. All this new age bullshit that appeals to the audiences who go all ‘oh wow that was so cool seeing that shitty live action deathnote thing that was loosely based on the real thing even though it destroys the lore with a sledgehammer!’”
>”Miss?” The clerk calls from the front desk. “Could you please lower your voice?”
>Trixie stamps her foot on the ground and huffs like a bull with a red curtain violently flowing in front of it. “Audiences like you who guzzle down all the shit they squirt out from the bowels of the POP CULTURE ruined television in general. You ruined television, you ruined music, you ruined comic books, you ruined my WAIFU!”
>”Whoa, girl. Can’t you just accept that people like things you don’t? What are you even talking about?”
>”YOU ARE THE REASON WHY THE ANIME INDUSTRY CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS ANYMORE!”
>”Miss! Please lower your voice! There are other customers here!” The clerk looks like he’s about to call his supervisor to come down and threaten to warn Trixie not to do it again.
>”There isn’t even an anime industry! It’s all just people in Japan making cartoons!”
>Trixie suddenly cocks her head to the side. “What… the FUCK… did you just say about the anime industry?”

>>30870732
>Low of Solipsism starts playing.
>Before he can say anything else, Trixie grabs his burger and splats it into his face. Squishes and mashes it up against his nose, him letting out a long startled groan with chunks of burger leaking out of his mouth and nostrils.
>Beef, lettuce and tomato go tumbling to the floor as the guy stumbles back, the burger being pierced by his nose with how hard Trixie pushed it into his face. “Aaaahhhhhh, AAAHHHH!”
>Trixie winds up her arm and balls her hand into a fist. “One….” She launches her fist forward towards the hindered hamburger. “PUUUUUUNCH!”
>Now beef, lettuce and tomato go flying through the air, landing on the shelves and bins of DVDs. The man falls onto his ass and lets out a pained screech. Trixie screeches even louder at him to intimidate him into fleeing.
>You gently grab Trixie’s wrist.
“Heh, alright, time to go.” You turn red in the face and do everything in your power to get you and Trixie out the door as quickly as physically possible.
"I love you, Trixie."
>"I love you too, Starlight."
>Get in the car and drive home.
>The store and its entire franchise closes down for good the next day.
End.

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>>30870736
https://pastebin.com/aQ0XDpYb

>"I love you too, Starlight."
I been bamboozled.

>>30870736
Not the OR, but perfect. Thank you for this.

>>30870714
>Blockbuster
Wait what the fuck? Does that store actually still exist somewhere?

>>30870714
>>”Welcome to Blockbuster! May I take your order?”
What kind of store is this?

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>>30864139
Should use it to take out all three guys in one sweep. That sounds like the better idea.

So when is NaOH or Sicarii coming on?

>>30871561
I'm sure they're lurking.

>>30871561
When they are ready.

>>30865081
I want her to magically donate me

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>>30870736
Dammit.

>>30870763
>>30870736
You got me

>>30870736
You should post more time after time grey

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>>30874656

>>30863085
a manure

>>30874656
jesus godalmighty be still my throbbing dick

>>30874910
Check the edit thread for the link to the nsfw version.

>>30870736
Starlight only makes it better.

>>30865023
Alright. Thanks for the honest feedback, I appreciate it. If I write another story I'll take your advice and make the buildup longer.
>>30863133
>The van’s engine starts up.
>Now’s the time.
>Point uzi at the three men.
“Please forgive me for trying this.”
>You pull the trigger and do a sweeping motion across all three of three men.
>None of them expected you to be right behind them.
>You watch them fall forward and tumble.
>”Aah! What the fuck?”
>Two of them are left standing.
>They turn around and pull their guns out.
“Oh fuck no.”
>Duck behind the garage with Rarity following you.
>You hear the tires screeching, but they sound mixed with the metal of the car wheels.
>”Shit, the tires are slashed!”
>Rarity goes around the garage just as the van struggles out.
>Jumps on the back of the van.
>You run away from the guys shooting at you.
>Their bullets just miss you.
>Pull out your other gun and fire at the crooks.
>”Aaaanon!” Says Rarity as she holds onto the back of the van.
>It’s trying to get away but can’t go fast because the tires are fucked.
“Rarity!”
>You run after her before getting shot at again.
>It’s a good thing they miss you, you duck behind another bush so they can’t see where you are.
>The van is trying to escape in the same direction where you have the car parked.
>Once you see the crooks having their heads turned you make a run for it.
>Going to the car with the smashed windows will at least protect you a little bit.
>Can at least get away faster.
>They’re following after you and still shooting.
>It’s too dark fo them to aim right, but your heart is racing anyway.
>”Anon!” Rarity cries again as the van zooms past the car.
“Rarity!”
>You run after her until you reach the car. The other two men falling behind a little.

>>30875791
>Jump in and take off.
>But you’re facing the two guys with guns.
>You need to turn around.
>Fuck, they’re pointing their guns up at you.
>Slam the gas and duck down before the send a couple bullets through the window.
>One gets out of the way while the other wasn’t fast enough.
>You feel him get hit by the speeding car.
>Back up and turn around.
>The tail lights of the van are far down the road but you follow them.
>The guy still standing shoots at you again.
>You can’t shoot because your hands are on the wheel.
>He follows you for as long as he’s close enough to shoot.
>But you manage to outrun him in a few seconds.
>Going 50 miles an hour.
>You’re going to get Sweetie Belle out of here, and you’re going to make sure Rarity is just as safe as well.
>No matter what the cost.
>”Anon?” Rarity sees you.
“Hold on, Rarity!” You get closer to the van.
>You see it start to swerve violently.
>Rarity lets out a scream.
>”Anon, they’re trying to shake me off!”
“Hold on, Rarity!”
>Speed up and ram the back of the van.
>Not too hard so Rarity doesn’t fall off.
>She looks behind herself and realizes what she must do; she must jump.
“Rarity I’m going to count to three, and when I do, you jump off of the doors and land on the hood okay?”
>You see she’s very very hesitant about this.
>You can see how hard she’s breathing.
“Ready?”
>She nods her head.
“Alright… one…”
>There’s a loud clacking sound.
>You watch in horror as the gap between the doors spreads where Rarity holds on.
>She screams.
“Rarity now!”
>You didn’t need to say anything because she lost her grip as the doors opened.

>>30875795
>And there you see one of the men with a gun.
>He Stands on the opening with his gun pointed right at you.
>You can’t see him very good through the cracks in the wind shield but it’s enough to get you to swerve to the right.
>Rarity has to hold on tight.
>You go fast than the van and pull up to the side of it.
>Getting shot at from the back of the van in the process.
>You catch a glimpse of Sweetie Belle tied up on the floor of the van before you’re out of view.
>You see a blindfold over her eyes and another over her mouth.
>”Anon slow down!” Rarity demands.
>You slow the car down just a little before you see that the blacks doors to the van are closed.
>The van is picking up speed.
>Stop the car just long enough for Rarity to get inside and you take off again.
>You look in the rear view mirror just in case the guy on foot caught up by now.
>He’s nowhere in sight.
>You continue to follow the van.
>”What do we do if they stop?”
“How many of them are in there?”
>”Two I think.”
>You think to yourself wondering if you can take them.

>>30875804
We can take them! Block their path and take those fuckers down or force them to hand over the marshmallow girl!

>>30875804
Rarity must have really strong grip to hold on that well

>>30876616
>tfw lvl barely ever does any lewds of Rarity

>>30877329
Yeah, it's quite sad. With those kinds of shading levels and that art style, I feel like Rarity would work perfectly with that.

>>30875804
Sex scene when???

>>30878077
I'd say they're attending to more important matters at the moment.

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>>30870736
Kek, Well done lad.

>>30872550
>Donate

>>30874656
Sexy

>>30871561
Never for NaOH and I dunno about Sicarii

>>30871561

Busy with work. My new Malaysian boss loves to push our buttons and expects us to do two tasks at the same time.

Posting the beefed up version + new parts shortly

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>"Anon? You work here now?"
"Huh? Nah. Joe had something to do so he asked me to cover for him for awhile," you explain.
>As if you had a choice, you didn't add.
>"I see. How's your work,then?" She asks. "And oh, two glazed donuts and a cup of coffee,please."
"Still toxic as fuck. I swear those aircraft parts are getting heavier and heavier each day," you grouse as you fish out two donuts at the display for Luna.
>You place the pastries in a wax paper sleeve and pour some coffee in a cup while Luna takes out her wallet.
"No worries. Donuts and coffee are on the house, courtesy of 'ol Joe," you beam.
>"Really?"
"Well...not really. I just passed by to use the restroom and bam- by the time I returned, Joe left a note that he needs to meet a lady or something. I suppose giving out free donuts ought to even the score," you laugh hard.
>"You might get into trouble if he finds out,Anon," she warns.
You snort and chuckle at her comment. "What's Joe gonna do,fire me? He owes me a lot of favors anyhow."
"And besides, I only give free donuts to pretty ladies," you add with a wink.

>>30879303


>Luna just rolls her eyes and gives you a sideways look. "Always the wooer. How many girls have fallen for your sweet words,Anon?"
You laugh as you handle another customer. "I know that didn't work on you and the fish ain't biting yet, unfortunately. How about you, still sweeping men off their feet?"
>"I know I've swept you off your feet," Luna giggles as she sees you jerk on that,
>"Unsure about the others,though," she says sadly.
"Maybe you're just looking at the wrong place," you assure her. "Anyways, it's been pretty slow today so..mind if I eat breakfast with you?"
>"Sure. I've been meaning to talk to you , Mister Busy Pants," she adds with a wink.

>>30879306


>". . ."
>"Really,Anon?" Luna asks as she looks at your breakfast. You had a sausage patty,eggs and bacon sandwiched between two waffles.
"I need a big breakfast to get my gears going," you explain. "And I see that your breakfast isn't exactly healthy too, Vice-Principal Luna," you retort.
>She just gives you a raised eyebrow and sticks out her tongue. "I need a sugar rush to get my gears going."
"Yeah riiiight," you smile coyly. "So,what's eating you,Luna?"
>"Hm?" She says as she sips her coffee.
You cross your arms as you look at her intently. "C'mon Luna, we've know each other for what, seven years? You're not exactly what I'd call as a fan of sweets. As far as I remember, you only eat sweets when you're sad or stressed."
"So...is it about work? Lovelife?"
>She just sighs and stuffs her face with a glazed donut. "A relative is coming over to stay this coming weekend."
"So? What about it?"
>"Let's just say that we don't really..click," she says slowly.
You furrow your eyebrows as you try to remember the name. "Wait, is it that Blood-guy thingie? I think you told me his name awhile back. He's your nephew,right?"
>"You mean Blueblood? I know it sounds childish..even Celly told me to be mature about it but," she grits her teeth as she repeatedly stabs her poor pastry with a spoon. "He's so thick and self centered that he's so unreal."

>>30879309


"He's that bad eh? I'm sure you can bear with him for the weekend," you give her an assuring smile.
>"I can't stand to be in the same room with him even for five minutes. Celly loves him to death but I can't say the same with me," she says with a defeated tone.
"Can't blame you with that,sister," you agree with her. "Awkward and irritating relatives,yep."
"So, you gonna stay over a hotel for the weekend or something?" You ask while wolfing down your sandwich.
>She rubs her temples tiredly and gives you a smile. "I can't afford to stay at the Canterlot Lofts even for a night. And the nearest cheap motel is ten miles away."
"Stay with a friend,then?" You ask.
>"If I can find one willing to bunk with me for the weekend,that is. If not, I'd just sleep in my car"
>Nope. That wouldn't do.
"I-ah...you can stay with me for the weekend if you like," you say nervously.
>"I don't think that would be proper if we'd sleep in the same room together," she objects. "I mean, its not like we're in some sort of...relationship."
>She clears her throat and toys with her hair a bit as you look down at your coffee mug.
"N-not in the same room with me,of course. I have a spare room if you like."
>She mulls over it a bit then finally speaks. "I promise not to be much of a burden."
"Naw no worries," you assure her. "So, pick you up on Friday say, 4pm?"
>She smiles at you warmly. "Okay."
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>>30879312

"Good afternoon, Principal Celestia," you say as you give her a big smile. "Is Luna home already?"
>"Anon,is that you? Gimme five minutes to be ready!" Luna shouts out somewhere inside the house.
>"Good afternnon to you too,Anon," She steps aside and motions you in. "Please do come in."
>You walk inside and plop at the sofa. Celestia then takes a seat in front of you.
>". . ."
". . ."
>"So, what keeps you busy these days? It's been awhile since we last talked," she starts to say.
You shrug and lean back. "All work and no play for me. Pay's good but work hours are ungodly as hell. How about you?"
>"Same old, same old. Both pay and work hours are ungodly," she laughs quietly.
>You laugh with her a bit and revert back to that awkward silence. Celestia just looks at you inquisitively as if trying to read your mind.
>Finally, she gives you a warm smile and leans forward. "I apologize if I'm making you a bit uncomfortable.."
"Oh! Not at all, principal!" You object. "It's just that...you know..I'm not much of a socialite and all."
>She nods emphatically and winks at you. "I know how you feel,Anon. Anyways, thanks for helping out Luna on this problem of hers," Celestia raises an eyebrow and puts special emphasis on the word 'problem'.
You twiddle your thumbs nervously and flash her a smile. "I'm sure she'll come around next time he passes by."
>"I can understand how my sister feels. Blueblood can be quite a handful sometimes," she assures you.

>>30879316

>"All set!" Luna walks in while awkwardly hefting a large sports bag.
>Celestia eyes her bag and raises an eyebrow at her. You just smile at Luna.
>"I never knew you were going to stay with Anon for a year,sister," Celly says jokingly.
>Luna was about to object but Celly tells her that she's just pulling her leg.
>Celly giggles a bit and decides to toy with her sister. "Anyways, you two lovebirds should be going now."
"Here, lemme help you with that," you sheepishly say as you take the bag from Luna.
>"Please don't mind my sister.." Luna says apologetically while trying to hide her now reddening cheeks.
"I dunno Luna," you muse while giving Celly a wink. "I kinda like that idea."
>Luna looks up on you with wide eyes then just furrows her eyebrows. She does look mighty cute when she's all blushing.
You just wriggle your eyebrows and give out a chuckle. "Shall we go, Vice-Principal Luna?"
>She just nods meekly and looks at her sister. "I'd be back on Monday afternoon."
>Celestia just nods and smiles at you. "You two have fun, okay?"
"I'll take care of her, don't worry," you assure her.
>You open the door for Luna and walk back towards the boot to put Luna's bag in. You see Celestia standing by the doorway and yoy give her a wave before getting inside your car.
>"Don't patronize my sister too much, Anon." Luna says while toying with her hair.
You just look at her sideways and chuckle. "Put your seatbelt on first, missy."

>>30879319

"Welcome to my humble abode. Come on in," you say while holding the door for her.
>Luna looks around a bit and looks visibly pleased. "Looks like someone does his housework religiously."
"Aw c'mon Luna..what do you take me for, someone that waddles and sleeps in heaps of pizza boxes?"
>She just lightly jabs you in the arm. "It was meant to be a compliment."
"Anyways, living room. Kitchen. Bathroom. Your room." You say as you point them out for her.
>"I know where everything is,Anon. I've been here countless of times already," she laughs slighly.
>She then furrows her eyebrows and looks at you. "Come to think of it,I just remembered that you don't have a spare room."
"I do." You just plop at the sofa and give it a rub. "This."
>She crosses her arms and gives you a stern look.
You smile at her sweetly. "I might have lied about that a bit."
>"Anon.."
"Aw c'mon Luna, I can't let you sleep in your car. And besides, I'm more used to sleeping in the sofa rather than in my room. You know that,right?" You explain.
>"No," she says evenly. "I'll sleep in the sofa."
"Sorry. Already got first dibs on it," you grin at her.
>She just pouts at you. "I do really appreciate everything, Anon."
"Don't thank me yet. You do half the chores,okay?"
>"Sounds like a good deal. Now," she saunters towards the kitchen and opens the cupboards. "How about I cook tonight's dinner?"
>You just watch her with mute interest as she tries to rummage for ingredients you know wouldn't be there.
>Luna gives up and gives you sly smile. "For reals? How long has it been since you last cooked your own food?"
"I dunno...since coming back from Manehatten so..a few years back?"

>>30879322
>"I take it back about you being good at housework," She pouts.
"Well hey now! I'm good at everything except cooking," you object. "And besides, I was planning more of..you know, order a take out or something tonight. You fancy some pizza?"
>"Mhm. Pizza sounds lovely." She says as she takes a seat in front of you.
"Wait. I think I still got one of those discount coupons somewhere," you excuse yourself to rummage for the discount cards.
>It takes awhile before you find one and ring up the local pizza place. You find Luna scanning the photos you have by the bookshelf.
>Luna smiles as she sees a photo of you together. She adjusts it slightly and looks at the frame beside it.
>She takes the photo and shows it to you. It's a photo of you and your recently deceased pet.
>"I can still remember when she was just tiny little puppy," she says sadly.
"I do miss the little bastard," you murmur while taking the photo from her. You return the photo on the bookshelf and rub it slightly.
>Luna looks at you thoughtfully. She holds your hand and gives it an assuring squeeze.
>"I'm sure she's in a better place," Luna offers.
You just nod at her and give out a weak smile.
>She then plops in her seat while you slink and lie on the sofa.
You want to strike up a conversation with her but she really looks interested on that italian cooking show. Darnit.

>>30879324


"Am I boring you?"
>Luna turns at you and smiles. "I think I'm the one boring you, Anon. How about a game?"
You open one eye slightly. "A game?"
>"Yep! Like a pop quiz!" She proclaims excitedly. "Loser pays the pizza. Deal?"
You sit up and smile at her tiredly. "Deal. The one with the most mistakes by the time the pizza guy arrives loses."
>"Okay. Now," she looks at the ceiling. "Uh...how did we meet?"
You just roll your eyes and laugh. "C'mon Luna. No feels trip for today."
>"So one mistake for you?"
"City Park. You found Shelby," you trail.
>Luna narrows her eyes and gives you a sly smile. "And? Be specific!"
You just huff good naturedly and narrate it as dull as possible. "I lost Shelby because my friends and I had this stupid idea about setting her loose on the park so some chick would pick her up."
>"...And?"
"I did really lose her and almost flipped my shit worried. And you found her. Thanks about that again."
>She claps quietly and laughs. "Fine. Your turn."
"Huh. My favorite food?"
>"I remember asking you multiple times over the years and you give me different answers," she objects.
You stick out your tongue. "Guess."
>"...Pizza?" She asks hopefully.
"Which flavor?"
>"Pepperoni?"
"Chalk one mistake for you," you chuckle and Luna just puffs her cheeks.
>"Phoey! Okay. MY favorite food?" She asks smugly.

>>30879327
You know the answer but you try to play dumb at first. "I'm not so sure. Is it by chance lasagna? The green kind?"
>Luna looks both surprised and impressed. "It's green bean lasagna, Anon. Your memory's quite very strong."
You feel your cheeks warm up but you just look down to hide it. "Well, I tried to make some up back then. Didn't end quite well."
>"Is that so?". The doorbell gets both your attention.
"What was it again? Loser pays for the...pizza?"
>She gets up and lightly punches you on the cheek. "Fine. I'll get it."


>"Evening An-oh..Evenin' ma'am," the pizza guy apologises. "Uh..one pepperoni pizza for Anon?"
>Luna takes it and pays. "May I ask you something?"
>The pizza guy shuffles nervously. "Sure thing ma'am."
>"How long have you known Anon?"
>He shrugs and scratches his head. "More than a year I suppose. Usually pepperoni pizza every friday or something."
>"Is that so?" She says as she gives him a tip. "Thanks."
>She plops the pizza box at the coffee table and crosses her arms. "So?"
"So.....?"
>"The delivery guy has betrayed you. Pepperoni isn't your favorite, you say?" She asks flatly.
To try to stifle a laugh and give her a shrug. "It kinda depends on my mood,you know."
>Luna slides the box away from you when you were about to grab a slice. "You owe me one."
"Well hey, you volunteered to cook for dinner so..quits?" You offer with a charming smile. "And I got some soda. Sounds good?"
>She smiles at you warmly and nods. "But you only get two slices, okay?"
>You get up and head towards the fridge to grab some sodas. You notice that Luna changed seats by the time you get back.
>"Pizza's getting cold,Anon."
"Here," you say as you hand her a can and take a seat beside her.

>>30879333


You cock you head sideways and give Luna a confused look. "Do I have something in my face?"
>Luna looks up at you and tries to stifle a laugh. "You just look funny when you stuff your face with pizza."
"I think what you meant was 'cute'."
>She nods slightly and shifts so she's facing you. "Maybe.."
"Looks like someone is getting soft on me."
>She kicks you lightly on the thigh. "Not really."
". . ."
>". . ."
"Up for another game?" You ask her.
>"Sorry," she says in between munching. "I don't play with big fat cheaters."
"C'mon Lunie," you smile. "Winner gets a first class breakfast."
>"Since when did you come up with pet names?" She asks as she kicks you lightly again. "At least give me a more proper one."
"What's wrong about it?" You ask defensively. "Sounds cute anyways."
>"It sounds as if I'm kooky or something," she objects. "Try again."
"I'll....get back at you on that one," you offer her. "Do I get one too?"
>"Cheaters don't get one," She giggles. "I can make an exception for you but only if you give me a new one."
"Deal." You lift up your can and give her a smile. "And since you paid for the pizza, I'd make you a fine breakfast tomorrow. Sounds good?"
>"Okay I forgive you," she says as she slides the pizza box towards you. "You can have another slice."
"Wahey! Now we're talkin'!" you grin at her while pawing another piece.

>>30879337


". . ."
>"?"
"At least talk or something,you know," you mutter. "It's kinda weird with you all staring at me while I'm eating."
>Luna snaps out of her trance and blushes heavily. "Sorry.."
"Well, you told me last time that you've been meaning to talk to me so...fire away."
>"Oh..w-well," she fumbles.
"Let's make this easier a bit," you offer. "Pretend that it's the first time we meet."
>Luna raises an eyebrow and extends her hand. "I am Luna."
"I'm Anon. Nice to meet ya,Luna," you say as you shake her hand.
>"Anon this is ridiculous.. "


"Don't break character," You look sternly at her. "So..still working?"
>She looks at you slyly. "I work at the local high school as a vice principal. How about you?"
"Well, I work as an aircraft mechanic for an international airline and I got posted here in Canterlot a few years ago," you explain.
>"You work in the airlines? You get lots of chances to travel,then?" She does look interested now.
You shake your head no. "Not really. I get a free ticket every year but meh. Not really inclined about travel very much."
>Luna shuffles closer to you. "How so? You need to unwind every now and then,you know."
"I dunno. I mean, I'm perfectly content with just lazing about and watch a movie or two on my day off."
>"Not much of a socialite,are you?" She concludes.
"Sort off...I can do okay in parties and stuff but I'm not that kind of 'rowdy and party hardy' kind of person," you admit. "And besides, a few friends outweigh hundreds of acquaintances, right?"
>"You do have a point,Anon."

>>30879340


"What about you? Anything that keeps you busy aside from work? Like a hobby or something?"
>She takes a pillow and hugs it a bit. "I tried gardening one time but I didn't turn out quite well. But I do cook during my free time."
"Really? Then you should be the one cooking tomorrow morning,then!" You exclaim excitedly.
>Luna just furrows her eyebrows and puffs her cheeks. "Don't break character!"
"Fine jeez..."
>She claps her hand cheerfully. "How about you, any hobbies?"
"Uh..aside from eating?"
>"That's not a hobby,Anon," she chides.
"Er..I do target shooting sometimes," you say and Luna makes a crinkly face on that. "I tried my hand on learning the ukelele too but yeah...clumsy fingers and all."

>"Really? I'm sure you'd play really well," she assures you. "I'd love to hear you play sometime."
"Nah. All I got is some cheap tourist gift I got from Hawaii a few years ago," you say apologetically. "I'll try to reacquaint myself again."
>"It would be so romantic if someone would serenade me~," she coos dreamily.
You chuckle at her and finish your soda. "We'll see.."
>"So...any love interests?"
You look at Luna and you just laugh nervously at her. "I-ah..I haven't got one right now."
>Luna tilts her head sideways. "Why not? You're fairly handsome and charming yourself anyways."
Your eyes grow wide and you can feel your ears get hot. "Really? Thanks..I mean, I do have a crush on someone..."
>She leans closer at you. "Go on.."
"She's smart..thoughtful..funny and a bit of a klutz," you say as you twiddle with your thumbs.
"One hell of a pretty bombshell too," you murmur. "What about you?"
>She leans back and you can see that she's trying to supress a smile. "I'm married to my work but I have a crush on someone too."
You look at her expectantly. "Really?"
>"He's cute..charming..a bit of a hopeless romantic..he knows how to make me laugh," she narrates. "He's patient and never gave up on me."
>"But.."
"But?"

>>30879342


>She squirms and sits up them bops you in the nose. "He's too young for me."
>"And don't he give me that 'age is just a number' excuse!" She cuts you off before you could say the same thing.
>"So,this..girl you like," she asks with a glimmer in her eye. "How much do you like her?"
"I'd....I'd walk the streets of Canterlot wearing nothing but socks and a placard saying how much I like her."
>Luna punches you in the arm and giggles. "Very scandalous. What time of the day?"
"In the middle of lunchbreak where everyone can see," you laugh with her. "How about you, Vice-Principal Luna, how much do you like this...'guy'?"
>"Let's see..I'd eat days old pizza for him."
"Boooo! That's not even hard to do!"
>Luna just pouts at you. "I like him so much that I might even reconsider the whole 'age is just a number' thing."
"Really?"
>"Really."
"....so"
>"so?"
"Is this some sort of 'yes'?" You ask her expectantly.
>Luna just rolls her eyes and throws the pillow at you. "It's not you,silly!"
You feel as if Luna just slapped you. "Wha-?"
>Luna giggles and pinches your nose. "Of course it's you,you dummy!"

>>30879346


"Oh..OH." You stutter while rubbing your arm. "I...ah.."
>"Aha! Someone is going soft on me," she remarks. "Whatever happened to 'charming and smooth'?"
"Well," you laugh nervously. "I was hoping you'd say yes but damn.."
>She just giggles and looks at you thoughtfully. "Looks like I've swept someone off his feet."
You look at her dreamily and give her a warm smile. "You do have a way with words."
"So...where do we go from here?" You ask her.
>Luna just laughs at you and retrieves another pillow to throw at you. "We'll see."
>"Also, you still have to cook me up that first class breakfast tomorrow," she reminds you as she stands up.
"Way to kill the moment,Lunie," you say as you try to get ahold of her hand as she goes around the sofa towards her room.
>She just sticks her tongue out and points a finger at you. "Breakfast tomorrow. And a new pet name,okay?"
You give her a salute and a grin. "Yes ma'am!"
>"Goodnight, Anon."
"Goodnight, Luna. I-ah...you know the rest!"
>She just laughs quietly and looks at you thoughtfully. "Finish that up next time,will you? Goodnight."

>>30879348


>Shit
>Shitshitshitshitshitshit
>That really did sweep you off your feet. You slump back at the sofa and take a few deep breaths.
>Still riding the coattails of euphoria, you reminisce of the time she first agreed to try if a relationship would work out.
>With her being worried with the very noticeable age gap and being a bit busy with her work, nothing substantial came up.
>Thank God it didn't turn out awkward. The two of you instead develop a very cordial friendship.
>Years pass by and little by little, she opens up to you. Emotions have matured and lots of common interests were found.
>It was quite funny that you eventually reached the level of understanding with her that words sometimes wasn't even needed--a simple eye contact was sufficient to get a message across.
>Then last year, your company decided you send you overseas to assist on the training of new mechanics.
>Luna was deeply saddened when you broke her the news. You assured her this was temporary and you'll return as soon as possible.
>She reluctantly agrees but makes you promise that you'd call her every now and then and on your return, the two of you would try again and hopefully, end up as more than friends.
>And then just last month, your contract was up and your company had you come back to Canterlot.
>Of course the first person you told the news to was to Luna, and she was very much happy about it.
>Oh how painful it was as the days till your return dragged on.
>Your first meeting with her was without any drama. A hug was given, a few laughs were shared.
>You thought she might have forgotten about the promise she made you. A bit sad,yes, but seeing her after such a long time made you unable to feel bad about it.
>Fortunately, it doesn't take long before Luna stops holding back her emotions and the two of you tried to be with each other's company as many times as possible.
>And now, you're here.

>>30879354

>You snap out of your daydream and smile as you realize how far the two of you have gone.
"Now, what to do," you mutter. "What to do."
>The thought of what just happened a few moments ago still makes you blush.
>The things you'd do just to make her happy...
>An idea suddenly hits you. You stand up and open one of the cabinets under your bookshelf.
"There you are,little buddy," you murmur while taking out your little ukelele and that instruction book.
>You sit down at the sofa again and prop the book with the pizza box. You give the instrument a few test strums and breathe out.


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>>30879358
"Luna?" You say as you softly knock on her door. "Are you awake already?"
>"Come in."
You open the door to see her still sprawled on the bed, hugging a pillow.
"Wakey wakey..I made you breakfast~," you offer her.
>Luna opens one eye and smiles at you tiredly. "Breakfast in bed?"
"Sorry, no room service for today."
>She just pouts and motions for you to come closer. "You're no fun. Carry me to the kitchen then."
>You just roll your eyes and huff good naturedly. You were about to carry her when she pulls you in for a long hug.
"I could get used to this," you mutter dreamily. "Don't I get a good morning kiss too?" You ask hopefully.
>Luna sits upright and mulls it over. "My breath still stinks. We'll see after breakfast."
"Pancakes or waffles?" You ask her while sliding a plate of scambled eggs and sausages at the table.
>"Pancakes please."
"Right-o. One batch of fluffy pancakes, comin' right up!"
>You put some butter in the pan then pour a dollop of batter into it after it heats up nice.
You lean at the countertop while whistling a merry tune when you notice Luna looking at you funny. "What?"
>"World's best cook?" She reads the print on your apron. "Really?"
"I'm still working on it!" You say in a matter of fact voice.
>Luna just laughs at that and you point your attention back at the pancakes.
"Heeeey..looks like someone is getting pretty touchy-feely today," you remark as she hugs you from behind.
>"As if you don't like it," she whispers at your ear while she sways you a bit. "Only for today,alright?"
"Pancake's done! C'mon Luna, let's get you fed," you chuckle while walking awkwardly with her still hugging you from behind.

>>30879362


"How is it?"
>"Best cook in the world in my book," Luna offers you a piece of pancake. "A+ for the effort."
You eat the pancake and look at her sideways. "Really?"
>She nods eagerly and crosses her legs to yours. "Really really."
>"Any plans for today?" She asks as she finishes her meal.
"Grocery run for today," you mention while clearing the dishes away. "I'd be back soon."
>"Mind if I come along?" She offers as she insists that she does the dishes. "I need to buy some things too."
"Well yeah,sure. Already taken a bath so I do the dishes," you say as you push her outside of the kitchen. "Don't take too long."
>Luna turns around the gives you a quick peck in the lips. "Okay,dad."
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"All set?" You ask her while grabbing the house and car keys.
>She flashes you a dazzling smile and nods. "Ready to go."
You give her a smile of your own and cross an arm to hers. "You look like we're gonna go on a date or something."
>"Well, this is a date of some sorts if you look at it that way..."
"Whoopee...our first date was a grocery run," you muse while holding the car door open for her.
>"You like poking fun of me,do you?" She punches you in the arm before getting in.
"Not really," you assure her. "I just love seeing you smile."
>She pouts on that and tries to look angry. "Today is a 'No Cheesy Day' so that won't work on me!"

>>30879366


"Ready for our date?"
>"You bet. Want to have romantic stroll towards the vegetable aisle?"
You make a crinkled face. "I don't want to eat my brocolli."
>She scoffs at your remark and looks at you. "That reminds me, you ought to eat better,Anon."
"Okay,fine. I'll have extra veggies on our next pizza," you say as you put a bottle of chocolate milk on the cart.
>And then Luna removes it and replaces it with some hideous looking soya drink stuff instead.
>You give her a pleasant smile then grab a small bottle of soda.
"C'mon Luna," you mutter while she removes the bottle. "There's a reason why I put stuff on the cart."
>"Less junk food and more wholesome meals,please," she says while giving you a sweet smile.
"Fine. Can I get at least a bag of chips?" You ask her.
>"Okay."
You point at a medium sized one and look at her. "This okay?"
>She looks at you momentarily then reads the label on one granola snack box. "Mhm."
You try to push your luck and grab a bigger pack. You were about to chuck it at the cart but Luna sees it and raises an eyebrow.
"I'll share it with you," you say defensively. "Honest!"
>She huffs a bit then takes the chip bag from you and places it on the cart. "Just one,okay?"
"Gee, thanks mom," you say as you roll your eyes.
>"What's with the attachment with these horrible junk foods anyways?" She asks.
You give her a shrug and a laugh. "They're cheap and filling plus I don't have to cook 'em. More rest time for me."

>>30879367


>"Are you done with your shopping?"
>You glumly look at the cart. A bag of chips and a pack of soda crackers is all you can discern. Everything else is some sort of organic wholesome bullshit crap.
"I'm gonna die due to starvation," you mutter.
>Luna looks at you worriedly and gives your hand a reassuring squeeze. "All I'm saying is, it might be a good idea if you'd be more conscious on what you eat."
You just nod slowly and sigh. "I suppose I need to be healthy if I'd wanna see our future grandchildren grow up,huh?"
>Luna's eyes go wide for a moment and her cheeks are starting to get red. You can almost see that she's really trying her best not to smile.
>"Anon.." she murmurs while she hugs your arm. "Isn't it too early for that?"
"Well, we never know," you assure her. "But I'd be more than happy to grow old with the one I love," you add with a wink.
>"And who would that be?" She inquires.
"I'm pretty sure you know her already," you say with a kiss. "Now if she just let me grab another pack of chips then I'd be more than happy!"
>"Nice try Anon, but your sweet talk would lead you nowhere."
"Boooo! You're no fun, Lunie," You muse.

>"Well, I didn't expect to see the two of you here," someone behind you says.
>You and Luna turn around to see a giggling Principal Celestia.
"G-good morning, Principal Celestia," You manage to stutter out. "Fancy seeing you here."
>"Good morning to you too, Anon. And how is my sister?" She inquires.
>Luna just toys with her hair and mumbles a good morning.
>"Doing groceries together now, are we?" Celestia laughs. "You two really look like a couple!"
"Well..."

>>30879370
>Luna's now looking flustered as ever
>Principal Celestia raises an eyebrow and looks at you for an explanation. "Well?"
"I-ah..Luna and I are now dating. Again. So...yeah," You explain.
>Celestia's eyes go wide for a second then breaks into a wide smile. She moves closer to Luna and gives her a big hug.
>"I'm very happy for you, little sister!" She beams excitedly. "Do I hear wedding bells soon?"
>Luna's eyes go wide and her mouth just flaps open. She wants to say something but nothing really comes out.
"Hopefully so," You interject while giving Luna's hand a squeeze. She snaps out of her trance and squeezes your hand back.
>Celestia notices the contents of your cart and grimaces a bit. You catch her looking at you and you just give her a sad nod.
>She then hides her cart behind her but you've already seen that most of it's contents are junk food. Looks like you weren't the only one that got a mouthful about bad eating habits from Luna.
>Celestia giggles some more and gives Luna's face a pinch. "I won't bother you two lovebirds anymore. Take care of my sister, okay?"
"Of course, Principal Celestia," You assure her.
>She gives you a wink and a smile. "Just call me Celly, Anon. And besides, you're family now."
>". . ."
>You look at Luna as Celestia goes about her shopping list.
You wiggle your eyebrows and share a laugh with Luna. "Looks like I now have the royal blessing,eh?"

>>30879372


>After paying for everything and Luna insisting that you two play that pachinko game in which she wins a small cat keychain, the two of you head outside.
>Luna happily skips beside you as she proudly shows you her prize, leaving you to carry all the grocery. Figures.
>"Anon?"
"Yeah?" You ask while hefting the bags on one hand as you open the trunk.
>"Well, mind if I drive this time?" Luna asks expectantly.
"You sure you can handle her? I mean yours is really small compared to mine." You mentally cringe as you hesitate on giving her the keys.
>She raises an eyebrow and laughs a bit. "Making excuses are we? Don't tell me that you don't trust me," she adds with a pout.
>"Now, the keys if you may?"
You just sigh and give her the keys. "C'mon Luna. How can I say no when you're already on the driver's seat?"
She flashes you a smile in triumph and bends for a kiss. "And yes, I do trust you."

>"Hey Anon, mind if I pick up some things at my house?" Luna asks as she makes a turn.
"Sure thing," You say as you grip your seatbelt. Luna still needs to work on her distancing. She barely stops in time; almost hitting the car in front of you.
>It takes a few more minutes before her house comes into view. She did have problems parallel parking since the slot available was too tight for comfort.
>"Well?" she asks with a raised eyebrow.
You just shrug and offer a smile. "Not bad, I guess."
>She then bops you in the nose. "That's what you get for not believing me."

>>30879382

>Luna retrieves a spare key from a pot then looks at you. "You coming in or not?"
You stammer a bit and hesitate. "I-ah..is your sister home already?"
>She laughs and walks back to you then grabs you by the arm. "What gives?"
"Nothing," you mutter.
>She looks seductively at you and gives you a sultry giggle. "She's not home yet, Anon."

>Whoa whoa whoa where did THAT come from?
>Luna sees your eyes go wide and laughs hard. You furrow your eyebrows at her while trying to stifle a smile.
"Stop being a cocktease."
>She sticks out a tongue and laughs some more. "Stop being too serious, then."
"Whatever."
>"I didn't know my boyfriend was a conservative old man," She jeers.
You pinch her on the waist playfully as the two of you go up the stairs. "Would you like to do it on Principal Celestia's bed, then?"
>That makes her miss the top step and she looks at you wide eyed.
>She covers her mouth with a hand to stifle a laugh and lightly slaps your arm. "I take it back. My boyfriend is an old man- a PERVERT one too!"

>>30879387


>Finally she composes herself and leads you to her room. All the while pinching you playfully or hugging you, of course.
>"There you go," Luna says as she pushes you to her bed. "Stay."
"Yes ma'am," You give her a salute as the goes to another room.
>As Luna gets herself busy rummaging for whatever it is, you take the chance to study her room in detail
>It's decorated tastefully with the motif graduating hues of blue.Lots of framed photographs adorn the walls of the rom.
>Well, the knick knacks like dolls and such plus that huge dollhouse on the side makes the room look as if a teenager lives there
>Luna enters the room holding a box and takes notice at you
You give her a wide grin and jab at the dollhouse. "Never knew my girlfriend was a thirteen year old."
>"Ha-ha," Luna replies on a deadpan tone as she sets the box on a nearby table then pouts at you. "I'm a big girl already!"
>I like where this is going
>You then roll up your shirt, showing your stomach then tries to pose seductively at the bed
"Well," You whisper as you dance your eyebrows up and down. "Are you a naughty one too?"

>>30879391

>She saunters towards the side of the bed and delicately sits beside you
>Wait, she isn't really serious, isn't she?
>She gives out a nervous laugh and squeezes your hand a bit
>"Anon?"
"Yessss?"
>She was about to say something when she closes her eyes and abruptly turns away from you. You can then hear her mumble to herself.
>After a few more seconds, she seems to have settled down. "Okay...OKAY."
>She takes a deep breath then turns to look at you. "Anon?"
You chuckle nervously as you notice how serious she looks. "Yes?"
>She sighs slowly and looks at you intently. "Promise me you won't laugh."
You raise your right hand a bit. "I wont. I promise."
>Luna stammers a bit and talks in an almost whisper. "You know when it comes to 'the stuff'.."
You furrow your eyebrows in confusion then you realize what she means. "Okay...?"
>"I..you know?" Luna give up and finally says it outright. "I'm a virgin."

>>30879394

"Lunie," you say as you hold her hand. "It's okay if you're not ready yet," you assure her.
>"No! I mean, I want to do it with you. I really do." She's definitely red as a tomato now. "It's just that.."
"You're afraid?"
>"A little bit," Luna admits.
"C'mon Luna," you chuckle. "We're not on a strict timetable, are we?"
>Luna shakes her head no and positions herself on top of you. Her breathing is now noticeably ragged.
>She looks at you expectantly. Well, she did say she had no prior experience on this.
>You go ahead and start caressing her arms ever so slowly. She loosens a bit as she elicits a deep sigh.
>By now you had your fingers on her collar, tracing down and stopping at the topmost button of her blouse
>One by one you unbutton them, her eyes never leaving yours. She scoots closer and rubs the tip of your nose with hers,with you breathing in deeply her scent.
....

>>30879397
>"Luna?" Someone below shouts. "Is that you?"
"Oh for fuck's sake YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME," you blurt out in frustration.
>It seems that Luna has broken away from her trance as well. She gets up and avoids your gaze and laughs nervously.
>"Wait here," Luna mutters as she goes to the door. The sisters enter the room after a few minutes of talking at the corridor.
>Good thing you've made yourself presentable and sat at the edge of the bed, careful to check your hair at the mirror beforehand.
>Celestia raises an eyebrow and shifts her attention from Luna to you. "I hope I didn't interfere at anything important. Did I?"
You feign indifference and you can also see Luna shake her head no even if Celly can't see her. "Nope, none at all. We just passed by since Luna wanted to get some stuff," you say coolly.
>Yes you did walked in on us, Principal Cockblock
>Luna then takes the box and hefts it up for Celly to see. "I got all the things I need so we'd be going. Anon?"
"See ya, Principal Celestia." You say as you avoid eye contact with her.
>"See you soon too, Anonymous," she says with a warm smile.

>>30879401


>". . ."
". . ."
>It was a very quiet walk back to the car and you can feel as if Celestia was looking out of the window, her eyes boring two holes at the back of your skull
>Yikes!
>Luna takes the passenger seat and gingerly gives you the keys. You start up the car and slowly slide out of the curb.
>After a while, you coast to a stop at an intersection. You and Luna looks at each other at the same time.
>And both of you break out in a fit of laughter.
"Close call," you finally say. Luna nods in agreement.
>Luna still is visibly embarrassed and tries her best not to look at you.
"So...how was your first time?"
>She looks at you with mock accusing eyes and slaps your arm. "You're a bad, bad man!"
You grin at her as she bends for a kiss. "Says the one that wanted to rip my pants off."
>She gives your cheek a pinch and puts a hand on her chest. "That was rather...exciting."
"Exciting? Hell," You laugh. "I was lucky Celestia didn't point a shotgun at my head."
>"We'll be careful next time," she assures you. "It's not like she walked on us doing something, right?"
"She didn't and that's the problem. I was THIS goddamn close!" You grouse jokingly.
>Luna giggles at that and slumps at her seat. "As I said, my boyfriend IS an old pervert!"

>>30879403


>After a few more minutes, you finally glide the car to your designated parking slot. Luna fixes her hair first using the rearview mirror and you head back to get the groceries.
>You struggle for a bit as a wisp of chilly air passes you. The weather has been mellowing down and you expected snow by the end of the month.
>The apartment lift's broken for the third time this month so it's sweet sweet exercise for your knees. Luna tries to lighten up the mood saying it's good for you
>After maneuvering to open the door with your hands full of grocery bags, you finally drop the accursed things at the countertop.
>Luna zips behind you and makes a beeline for your room. She catches you looking and gives you a wide smile.
"Say, what's in the box anyways?" You ask.
>She closes the door slightly and offers the excuse of it being a secret and you would know soon
>You leave her be and decide to arrange the groceries to their respective shelves.
>Then you remember the sensations of having Luna so close to you in an intimate way. Your heart suddenly thumps faster as you recount how exciting-no...how intoxicating it was. You wonder...
>Luna then helps you arrange then puts a leg across the doorway preventing you from exiting.
>"Room's off limits for now, okay?"
You just roll your eyes and pout. "Okay, mom."
>That earns you a pinch on the cheek and a kiss. "Now, how about I make us a nice, healthy dinner?" She offers.
You stop yourself from making a face just in time and force a weak smile instead. "Can we do this slowly?"
>She just sticks out her tongue and slightly pushes you out. "No. Anon's healthy eating habits starts tonight!"

>>30879406


>You have to admit, whatever Luna's cooking smells heavenly right now. Your stomach rumbles as Luna peeks out from the kitchen and calls your attention.
>"Dinner's gonna be ready in a few minutes,Anon." she says while adjusting her hair in a bun. "Would you be a dear and set up the table?"
You stand up and give her a curt bow. "But of course, my princess." You say in an exaggerated british accent.
>She gets to laugh at that and claps at you to hurry up. "Do you have anything aside from paper plates?"
You just laugh like you'd assume they do during the oldie times. "Nonsense! Only the finest red cups and paper plates for such important occasion."
>"I'm serious, Anon."
"But doing dishes when you're full is hard.." you complain.
>"Anon," she looks at you sternly.
"Just kidding. My finest china, coming right up!" You laugh as you rummage for them. Setting the table takes no time at all and you find two nice looking candles for a ritzier effect.
>Luna then arrives with a casserole pot in hand. She looks visibly pleased on how you set the table up.
"That smells REALLY REALLY nice," you say as you pull out the chair for her.
>She stops you and instead grabs you by the shoulders and makes you sit down. She then opens the pot, and gives you a big serving of her veggie lasagna.
>"Well? Go on," Luna says as she insists you try it first. "Tell me what you think."
You let it cool down a bit first before forking a mouthful. This is...this is..
"Luna," you say as you take her hand. "I believe I haven't told you yet how much I love you."
>She giggles at that and kicks you lightly under the table. "I suppose it's true,then. Quickest way to a man's heart?"
>"I put mushrooms on it too," She explains as she looks at you attacking your food with much gusto. "I read somewhere it makes a good alternative to meat. Wait, where are you going?"

>>30879408
>You slightly startle Luna as you abruptly stand up and head to the kitchen. On your way back, you see her looking at you in a perplexed manner.
>You produce a piece of fabric you hid behind you and you show it to her. It's your cooking apron.
You clear your throat and kneel in front of her. "I believe the title fits you more perfectly more than it does to me. And so I present you, Vice Princess Luna, the fabled apron of The World's Best Cook."
>Luna clearly liked your theatrics and claps lightly. She then stands up and turns around so you can put it on her.
>"It does look better on me, no?" She asks while she gives a twirl in front of the mirror. "After all, I'm the.." She says as she sandwiches the 'WORLD'S BEST COOK' print on the apron with her hands.
>She catches you looking at her and gives you a big smile from the mirror. You give her two thumbs up.
"Next time it's gonna be a jeweled necklace, I promise."
>"You don't have to, Anon," She assure you. She walks over towards you and gives you a hug and a slow kiss.
>"You don't know how much this means to me," Luna whispers as she sways you a bit. She then takes your hand and puts it on her cheek. "The moments we have and share. These memories are worth more than every jewelry in the world. And to think that we almost didn't make it."
That pulls your heartstrings and you fight the urge to shed a tear. Thankfully Luna breaks the spell and gives you a final hug.
>Luna looks at you intently and smiles. "Anon? Will you..."
You hung to her every word like a drunk man. "Will you..."
>She leans on your shoulder and whispers. "Will you.....do the dishes tonight?"

>>30879411


>Your eyes go wide and your lips contort as you try to stifle a laugh.
>Luna laughs too and elicits a giggle as you pinch her waist.
"Way to ruin that beautiful moment, Lunie."
>She rolls her eyes and gives a sigh. "And you thought I was going to what, propose? Men."
>She then sticks out her tongue and makes you sit down again. "Now eat!"
>The two of you eat in relative silence with the occasional nervous laugh whenever the two of you meet glances.
"Now about that proposal..." you joke her.
>Luna raises an eyebrow at you. "Aren't you a bit of a hurry. We've been in a relationship just yesterday, remember?"
You pout as you stand to collect the plates. "I thought the years we've known each other counted."
>"Sorry. That only counts as the 'getting to know each other' part."
"Well, how is my report card looking like?" you ask her.
>Luna looks at you with a half smile as she helps you clear the table. "A+ on everything and plus remarks on cheesiness. You get average grades on cooking though. All in all, definitely husband material."
"I can almost see it now. A quiet life with the occasional instances where you throw plates at me when you're angry."
>She almost trips and slaps your arm. "I'm not THAT kind of a woman!"
"One can never be so sure...OW!" you blurt out as she toyfully pinches you in the butt.
>You set the dishes at the counter and grab her by the waist. Luna was squirming and laughing as you put her on top of the table
>She stops moving when she notices you look deeply at her. You just smile and give her a bop on the nose.
"I love you."
>She giggles softly and gives you a kiss. "I know. But you still need to do the dishes,honey."
You laugh a bit as you toy with her hair. "It doesn't matter. I still love you."
>She pouts and leans in for a hug. "Hmmmm...maybe I'd help you out tonight. Just because you were really sweet to me."

>>30879415


>You finish washing the plates and you walk towards the living room. You notice Luna has the box she got this morning and apparently it was full of sewing supplies.
>Luna doesn't notice you until you plop beside her. She tries to hide it but ends up turning away from you and then continues to knit.
>You just scoot at the opposite side of the sofa and stretch out, your toes tickling her back.
>"Anon! Stop it!" Luna giggles as she squirms from your tickling.
"Okay, okay sheeeesh," you mutter. "Face here, will you?"
>Luna turns toward you a bit and mouths the word no.
"C'mon Lunie. You'll definitely like this," you offer.
>Luna stops for a moment and you see her head perk up. "Okay, what is it?" She says as she turns around.
You reach and grab a foot. She gasps in surprise because your hands were cold. "Sorry."
>Luna furrows her eyebrows but starts to look sleepy as you begin kneading her foot. "I can REALLY get used to this."
>She then leans back and places the thing she's knitting at her chest. You hear her sigh deeply and slowly form a smile.
>After a few minutes, she shifts positions a bit and resumes knitting. You ask her what's its for but she just says she's not telling.
>You just grunt in indifference and close your eyes for a moment. Pretty soon your hands slow down and you start to sleep.
>"All done!" She excitedly says as she puts the knitting needles back at the box. "Now, close your eyes and..."
>Luna wraps a shawl around your neck and gives you a kiss. "There! how do you like my handiwork, Anon?"
You feel the fabric for a bit and then wrap the opposite end at Luna's neck. You motion for her to come closer and you give her a warm hug.
"What have I ever done good to deserve you," you mutter

>>30879421


Next parts I'd post most prolly by the weekend.

Got most of the specifics ironed out so yeah, I reckon the story's gonna flow nicely.

Head on to> https://pastebin.com/K9hPUqap for the latest version of the story.

>>30879426
>>30879421
Woah, I'm actually new to this story so I'll have to read all this when I have more free time. Looks promising though.
Thank you based Sicarii.

>>30863056
I want Trixie to do a strip show from that outfit

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>>30879426
Looking forward to it m8

>>30874700
Source of image?

>>30880765
Uotapo

>>30881809
Gotta love how her shoulders disconnect with her torso in that shot.

>>30882097
Either that or her dress is really really loose

>Friday afternoon.
>It really doesn’t matter to them what your name is. All that matters to them is that you’re a creep who should be avoided, and here’s why.
>Every time you got the chance, you’d try to hang out with them.
>Ask them if they wanted to visit your dorm sometimes and hang out with your friends.
>Your “friends”.
>It was obvious to the other guys that you were doing it wrong; they always liked to watch and observe you approach the girls.
>To these other guys, it was like watching a sitcom or something. A sad sitcom. You wouldn’t be surprised if they wrote a little internet story about you.
>Here you are at the mall after classes on a Friday afternoon. The new semester just started up, new students just arrived on campus, and boy some of them are real eye candy to you… buying brand new fall and winter clothes for future months.
>You had made this no secret to some other guys you try to hang out with. Gotta empathize with them, talk to them as much as you can.
>Chances are, you’ll be more like them. Hopefully.
>And you just so happened to go to the mall with them today, but they went on to hang out with their own girlfriends while you’re left alone. Then… these eye-candy angels showed up.
>7 girls, all in one group. About half of them are girls with whom you went to high school many years ago; they were freshmen while you were a senior.
>Twilight Sparkle, Sunset Shimmer, Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie.
>You used to know them, while you somewhat recognize three other girls with them you had never talked to before when in high school. But hey, all of these girls are in the same group now.
>Though, you know that their names are Applejack, Rarity and Fluttershy, but you never caught their last names.

>>30883155
>Alone you sit on a ledge, scrolling through Facebook and Twitter as they walk by. Of course, they recognize you and wave hello. But you want quite a bit more than a wave from at least one of them.
>Greet them and try to start a conversation, but they’re mostly just not interested. But damn, have they gotten hotter.
>They used to be little high school freshmen almost half a decade ago. But now they’re college freshmen… oh my…
>And they’re all grouped together in the mall, taking selfies as they buy things they probably don’t actually need.
>They’re on their way before you know it, but man is it discouraging. You didn’t even leave the ledge you’re sitting on, keeping your eyes glued to the phone to avoid looking like you’re stalking them from across the huge room.
>But you actually are stalking them on the internet. You found all of their Facebook pages.
>Aaaaaand… that’s why you’re /really/ a creep.
>Some other guys passing by look like they’re wondering why you’re hiding your screen from them. But you already have a backup plan involving asking them why they’re hiding their own screens from you at other times.
>But it’s obvious that your reason for hiding your screen is… not something to be proud of in a social standpoint.
>…
>Friday night, but 1AM, give or take an hour.
>Nothing much to say here.
>Lie in your bed. Phone screen in your face slowly frying your eyes in the general direction of future vision problems.
>It’s a good thing you don’t have any roommates anymore.
>Whip the ol dick out and start lurking through the girls’ pictures. Photo after photo, even the profile pictures. Damn, you missed a lot of good pics, but at least you found them now.
>…. like the creep you are…
>That ass, those tits, hot damn.
>Man, if they saw you doing this, they’d file a thousand restraining orders against you.
>Fap yourself to sleep in shame that shrinks a little bit every night this happens.

>>30883167
>…
>Saturday morning.
>Wake up at some random time when the sun’s already out but you’re too lazy to look at the clock.
>Fall back asleep.
>…
>Saturday afternoon.
>Oh crap, it’s 1PM. The restaurant down the road stopped serving breakfast hours ago.
>Get up and go get lunch, pretty much. You head over to the downtown area and eat at a local fast food joint. You’re just too hungry to care.
>Enter the restauran- oh shit, it’s those girls again.
>”Hey, dude.” RD waves to you as the others do the same after her.
“What’s up, dudettes?” You get a couple of smiles from them in response that you pray are good smiles.
>”Nothing much, just getting some to-go food for later.”
“Ah, that’s cool. W-what for?”
>They whisper to eachother in a collective chatter. You hear a couple of them giggling and holding back full-on laughter. Especially from Pinkie Pie. You definitely feel out of the loop about something.
>”It’s just a slumber party! Not trading nuclear codes or some shit.” Mutters Rainbow Dash.
>”Rainbow!” Applejack scolds.
>”What’s even the problem?”
>In the back of your mind, you know the problem. It hasn’t taken them long by now to figure out that you’re a bit of a creep.
>You pretty much just give off the vibes at this point.
>”Yeah, uh…” Sunset steps in for her friends. “We’re all just doing a sleepover in my dorm tonight. It’s just a fun little thing we like to do from time to time. Like thing you like to do with your friends.”
“Yeah, my friends.”
>”It’s an all-girls sleepover.” Sunset say it a little bit louder with emphasis.
“Uh, cool. Okay.”
>They talk with you a little bit more while collecting their stuff little by little as they do so. Eventually, they leave and you’re alone once again.
>But holy shit, you couldn’t help but notice how sexy Rarity is.

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>>30874656
>What really got to you is that she seemed to give you lidded eyes for a couple of seconds in the encounter. Not only that, but you found her Facebook yesterday.
>You may be a creep and a social trainwreck, but there must have been something about you that made her smile at you.
>Swipe through her pictures, noticing how she doesn’t seem to care how lewd the way she poses in some of her pictures looks. Without even thinking clearly, you add her as a friend on Facebook because fuck it, why not?
>See her status update about “gonna have fun with the girls tonight!”. Followed by a bunch of emojis and shit.
>A huuuuuuuge part of you wants to be there even if Rarity is the only one who doesn’t seem weirded out by you. And that part of you is only even more convinced when you come across a picture of Rarity in a swimsuit and a windbreaker doing a pose with her arms raised above her head.
>Hooooly shit, there’s no way she didn’t intend for that to be at least a little lewd. Gotta message this girl.

>>30883186
Lurking

>>30883186
Any chance you can include these in your green?
>>30881809
>>30883899

>>30884022
I could, but how would they be incorporated in to the green? So far, I'm just doing a bit about a creepy Anon making his way into an all-girls slumber party. More specifically, did you mean include what this anon said? >>30882635
I don't mind taking suggestions on plot direction with this. As in, suggestions on what Anon tries to do, whether he realistically succeeds or not.

>>30884135
Shit yeah, sorry. Meant to say that post. Maybe a story about Rarity and some sexy fashion would be nice. Like she wears a new skimpy outfit to the slumber party just for Anon cause he's a creep but she feels bad for him and throws him a bone.

On a semirelated note to that, I'm still really sad the lewd sleepover thread died. I haven't seen it anywhere in the catalog for months. Anyone know if any of the unfinished greens there were continued in other threads?

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>>30884232
I'll see where I can take this.

>>30884232
>tfw Lewd Sleepover is gone for good
>tfw Wardrobe Malfunction is also gone for good

>>30884894
I wanna see Rarity have her hair ruffled like that in the story too if it doesn't bother you too much.
And a reason for it to be ruffled too if you know what I mean

>>30884955
I remember the Wardrobe Malfunction had a thread up recently.

>>30884955
Fuck, wasn't there a short revival for the sleepover one, or just the one from a year ago?

>>30884998
No there was one a month or two ago. I remember it. It had a couple of writefags but it slowed down and either pruned or archived and no one made a new thread.

>>30884998
>>30885069
Wait, nevermind what I just said. I misread and replied thinking you were referring to the Wardrobe Malfunction thread. Sorry about that. I really need sleep.
Yeah, the Lewd Sleepover thread has been gone a while. Since even before spring, I believe.

>>30884970
>the things I would do to the appul in that pic

>>30885069
Yeah well to be honest, I'd love for some Wardrobe Malfunction stories.

>>30883899
That pic is fuggin sexy

>>30885525
This

Is Sarge back yet? It's about that time of year.

>>30886085
But Sarge already finished all his stories.

>>30883186
Don't take this the wrong way but this green is hitting a little bit too close to home for me.

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>>30886601
Why is that? I'm curious.

I bet there's a neat story there.

>>30886648
Dont wanna go into detail but some of what he described was just like me in uni years ago before I grew some decency.

>>30878090
Probably

>>30886648
>>30886786
And to be clear, I was 19 and they were all in their early 20s so they were actually older.

>>30883186
How you get the pic to look that way?

I wish Princess Twilight would come back.

Thought I’d post a little something here I just started writing since the thread’s relevant.
This is not smut. It is a mystery/suspense story.
—
Who Murdered Timber Spruce? (WMTS)

>Camp Everfree is still open between summer and Halloween.
>You are Anon, one of the regular campers still going to Everfree.
>You’ve been here all summer and stayed to avoid going to school.
>Along with Norman, Flash, Timber, Gloriosa, Sunset, Fluttershy, Applejack.
>You’ve always had a crush on Sunset.
>One of the best things you like about camp is Sunset.
>She’s so fucking amazing, it’s sad she never really noticed you all summer long.
>But she still kind of knows you though.
>If it weren’t for avoiding school, you would have stayed at camp everfree for Sunset.
>Timber Spruce and Gloriosa Daisy run the camp and it’s been pretty fun to be honest.
>Flash Sentry was the hot shot who the girls went to before they even thought of you.
>Norman was always off to the side but was still cooler than you in a couple of ways.
>Ever since it was time to go back to school, some students were given the option to stay at camp until November.
>This caused Twilight to go back because she wouldn’t miss school for the world.
>Rarity wasn’t a fan of the outdoors and Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash definitely didn’t want to miss Halloween.
>Both of them love trick or treating and can’t live without it.
>RD likes the tricks the most and Pinkie likes the treats the most.
>But you and the others stayed.
>Timber couldn’t go back to Canterlot High with Twilight, but she gave him her number right before departure.
>Sunset stayed because she wanted to get to know Gloriosa better after teaching her an important lesson about friendship.
>And because of that, Flash stayed, because he knew that his chances with Twilight were pretty much shot down at this point, and he was already with Sunset in the past anyway.

>>30888682
>He wants to try and get Sunset back, but he finds Timber getting more luck with her attention than he is.
>Applejack wanted to stay so she can get experience living in the wilderness, also Fluttershy wanted someone to protect her when she planned to get to know the animals of the forest more.
>Norman just wanted more of the free food, probably.
>…
>Anyway it’s been a several weeks and Halloween is right around the corner.
>Everything’s been going well for the camp.
>Especially now that there are less campers to take care of.
>But not everything’s been going right.
>Gloriosa has recently been getting angry at Timber for a project he wants to do in the forest.
>Timber wants to cut down a few trees to build a brand new log cabin for the camp.
>He wants to use it as a haunted house for all of the Fall campers to have fun in once they arrive.
>Then he’ll just start using it as a regular cabin as an addition to the camp.
>But this doesn’t sit well with Gloriosa, or Fluttershy either who wants to protect the trees and the animals that live in them.
>Gloriosa thinks the idea is reckless but Timber says he’s going to do it anyway.
>It’s around the start of October when Timber heads into the woods with an ax.
>But he comes back not long after because it starts to rain hard.
>He says he’s going to go back every day until he gets enough hours of clear skies to chop the trees down in peace and drag the logs back to camp.
>He literally promises before going into his own cabin.
>The rain lasts all the way into the night.
>It is a dark and stormy night.
>You’re laying awake in bed because you can’t sleep.
>Really stressed out.
>All you can hear is the rain falling on the roof.
>Suddenly you hear a knock on the door.
>You’re very hesitant, but you get out of bed and answer it.
>”Hey, Anon.” Sunset says to you, drenched in rain as you open the door.
“Sunset!” You gasp, startled. “What are you doing out here in the rain?”
>”I’m… locked out of my cabin.” She explains.

>>30888688
“What? Locked out of your cabin? At this time and when it’s raining this hard? But why?”
>”It’s a long story.”
>A flash of lightning and loud thunder startle you again.
>You’re really jumpy tonight.
>”Can I stay in here for a while?” Sunset asks you.
“Oh, uh, sure.” You accept, trying not to look at her bra through her soaked shirt.
>After Sunset comes into the room, you close the door looking outside in case there is someone lurking around.
>You just feel like there’s someone else out there.
>”Thanks, Anon. I really appreciate this.”
“It’s no problem, really.”
>All of a sudden, you hear a bloodcurdling scream coming from the direction of Timber’s cabin.
>But it’s not Timber screaming, it’s Gloriosa’s voice.
>You and Sunset rush over tot he scene where the other campers rush to too.
>The door is open and you all go inside.
>Gloriosa is covering her face and still screaming, soon falling to her knees.
>But that’s not the horrible part of this.
>On the bed, you see Timber Spruce, covered in blood.
>The ax he was going to use to chop down the trees is lodged into his chest, and there’s obviously blood splatter everywhere.
>But that’s not even the most terrifying part of this.
>On the head board of the bed, is a name written entirely in blood by finger.
>It reads: ANON.
>Your gut wrenches and you feel the room sink away from you.
>And everyone turns to face you with horrified expressions.
“It… it wasn’t me!” You stammer in defense. “I was just in my cabin sleeping!”
>You need to get this sorted out fast.
>...

Am I doing okay so far?

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>>30888696
Yeah.
I love mystery stories

>>30888682
>This is not smut. It is a mystery/suspense story.
Say no more, I'm already on board. Very refreshing from the same old repetitive sex stories with nothing but porn level storytelling. Not saying it's not good lewdly but I'm really tired of it all lately.

>>30888696
Yes I'm interested. You're doing pretty good as far.

>>30888696
Don't worry, we have Sunset to vouch for us.

>>30887374
She's busy being the new Celestia.

>>30887894
>Rarity's face when you cum inside her.

>>30863056
Trixie a cute

>>30879426
How much of this is new?

>>30879298
>My new Malaysian boss loves to push our buttons and expects us to do two tasks at the same time.
Holy shit, that sucks. Roughly how many hours a week do you have to work?

>>30888696
Whoever killed Timber clearly wanted everyone to think that Anon did it. Either to avoid blame themselves or to fuck up Anon's life. Luckily Anon has an alibi thanks to Sunset. So Anon is in the clear and the killer's plan on getting away with it is going to backfire and get them fucked. The question is, who in camp possibly has something against Anon that made them want to pin the blame on him? Obviously the killer had something against Timber too, so my first guess is Flash.

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>>30892408
Looks like we need to set a trap!

>>30863056
Anyone else wish Trixie gets more lines in future eqg movies or shorts?

>>30888696
Maybe it's Anon's evil twin brother that has a mustache.

>>30892408
My years of experience with these kinds if stories tells me it's not flash. The writefag gave us a reason to believe it was him from the very start making him obviously stand out.

This is to lead us off path and distract us from the real culprit. There is no way it can be flash. There's no way it's that simple.

>>30892427
Jinkies

>>30875804
>Now you’e gaining on them.
>”Are we gonna try it?”
“Yep, here we go!”
>Speed up.
>The van in front of you can’t outrun you.
>You go around the side and look in the side window.
>You see two men in the front. They stare you down.
>They look really scared, and you pull the car up in front of the van and block them
>The van is not going fast enough to ram you out of their way.
>Rarity reaches over you and fires out the window.
>The van stops and thecae is pushed sideways a few dozen feet.
>It’s probably totaled still but you don’t care.
>As fast as possible, you and Rarity get out of the car and dodge any shots fired at you.
>You hear Sweetie Belle screaming in the back for you to rescue her.
>It just makes your heart beat faster.
>You’re behind the car now, avoiding some flying bullets.
>Rarity’s next to you.
>This continues for a few more seconds before the other guys shooting stop at the same time.
>You stay in place, confused before printing into action to save Sweetie Belle.
>Now you realize you’re still in the middle of the woods. Probably even deeper than before.
>You hear more ruckus in the back of the van, you know they’re grabbing Sweetie Belle.
>Rarity’s just as horrified to hear all this.
>You just know this is gonna turn into another hostage situation.
>But you’re sure they’re not out of bullets this time.
>”Should one of us take the back?” Rarity asks.
“I’ll go. That’s probably where they’re going.”
>The crooks dived back into their immobilized van.
>You swipe the other gun Rarity’s dad gave you, the pistol, from the car and follow the noises.
>Tell Rarity to wait at the front of the van.

>>30897436
>You go back and get there just as the doors are opening.
>As a final reflex, you stuff the pistol into your pants and hold the uzi out in the open.
>How the fuck do those street gangsters deal with this?
>You’d be afraid of shooting yourself in the dick if it weren’t for the rage.
>Because you know what desperate shit this is turning into.
>”I see one gun pointed and I’ll shoot her!”
>Fuck, he probably already has a hold on her.
>Look inside and surely enough he does. His friend behind him
>”I see like this girl’s folks got ya some good firepower.”
>He has his gun pointed to Sweetie’s head.
>You see Rarity follow you to the front of the van and she sees the situation.
>”Alright, here’s the deal. Drop your weapons and she lives.”
>You don’t think he’s interested in the money anymore.
>Do as he says and drop the uzi into the road.
>The two men have Sweetie tightly in their grasp.
>They glare at you.
>”You’re a real piece of work you know that?”
>You hear a walkie talkie on the guy behind Sweetie.
>He pulls it out and takes a listen.
>You recognize the voice from the phone.
>”How’s the situation over there?”
>”Lookin good, you can come over.”
>He puts the walkie away and gets out some rope.
>Ties you and Rarity up as the other guy keeps his gun to Sweetie’s head.
>Minutes pass.
>You see him appear in the road.
>Shit he really was following.
>”I don’t think we’ve formally met.”
>Don’t answer him, just keep thinking about the gun in your pants.
>It’s your only hope.
>”Well this game is over. You’ve nowhere to run now.”
>”You’re a monster!” Rarity insults.
>He turns to her.

>>30897439
>”Feisty one, are you?”
>You struggle with the rope binding your hands together.
>”I’m sure you won’t be feisty much longer after we take a little trip to the woods.”
>Your heart sinks.
>Rarity gives the man a mean face but he just smiles back.
>Stands everyone up in a line with his buddies and starts walking you off the road.
>He takes out a couple of flashlights for his buddies to use.
>You are taken into the woods with Rarity and Sweetie Belle.
>This is totally not good.
>You know you must be at least a half mile from the road.
>And you’re still made to keep walking.
>You feel a gun at your back.
>”You’re gonna pay for fucking all this up, you little shit. But not before I teach you some manners first.”
>They take you a couple hundred more feet until you reach a clear spot.
>”Stop here. This will do. You three aren’t gonna leave this part of the woods alive.”

Sorry im late, week's been full with work and beating me up. Sorry this green didn't turn out very good.
Paste is updated. https://pastebin.com/3g2w00ZU

>>30897444
inb4 >rape

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>>30897444
>Hostage situation
>Not going in with your gun at the ready
>Told to drop your gun
>Do so

All the tension's I felt from this story has been replaced with UNYIELDING RAGE.

>>30897569
Anon still secretly has a gun though.

>>30891885
I have to do four twelve hour shifts a week.

If not for the pay and the benefits, I'd rather find another airline that has more lenient shifts.

Would just catch a quick snooze then I'd finish the next parts. Got lots of ideas in store that this story might end up with another full chapter

>>30891579
Last parts are. The bulk of the new content are the tidbits I inserted along the story. Some Anon pointed out how back stories are important so yeah.

>>30897444
Don't be too hard on yourself man you're doing fine

>>30888696
Oh shit this looks really interesting.

>>30896629
>There are signs pointing to it being Flash
>That means it's not Flash
lmao what?

>>30898534
Ignore him, he's retarded. Flash is the main suspect for the time being.

>>30898670
never, everyone can care him.

>>30898683
Well if it does turn out to be Flash in the end and the signs has made it obvious all along, I get to say I told you so.

>>30893430
>>30895455
>>30896615
I see I am not the only person in this thread with top tier taste.

>>30884955
If you could resurrect either of those generals which one would you bring back?

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https://pastebin.com/Y6VUhdVF

>>30837202
“It’s alright, I won’t tell anyone.”
>”Good, because if you I’ll…” She contemplates while trying to keep her frightening intact, but fails. “I’ll…” Her blush come back in a darker shade of red.
“You’ll what, exactly?”
>”I don’t know, but I’ll think of something.”
>While she does, you continue on looking around the room.
>There’s a guitar that is resting on its stand, some medals hanging on her bedpost, and what does catch your eye is the small TV on a nightstand with a console standing right beside it.
“Is that a Playbox 32?”
>”Huh? Oh, yeah, it is. Want to play me in something?”
“Sure, got any games for it?”
>”Psh, of course!”
>She goes through a pile of clothes to pull out two remotes.
>”Before I destroy you in some Street Kombat VII, you want me to order us some pizza? You know how long those jerks take to send it over.”
“Sounds like a great idea.”
>”You know me.” She gloats out when dialing her phone.
>You start up her gaming console and start to roam through her collection of games.
>”Hey, careful! Some of them are from my friends.”
“Yeah, I could tell. Some of these games are out of place, it makes me wonder on why you would even borrow them in the first place.”
>You look through her list of games.
>Grab The Auto 5, Bulletpoint, Special Operations: The Limit -- you don’t even want to remember that one.
>What stands out is a game that you know Rainbow Dash wouldn’t play.
>Licca-Chan’s Dreamhouse Party.

All I can spare for now.

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>>30899298
That Jerma refrence though.

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>>30899298
Welcome back, friend.

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>>30899872

>>30897956
>>30898026
Loving your story so far. I'll probably be too after you come back to post the next update.

>>30902204
A qt

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>>30902204

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>>30902878
Absolutely.

>>30903129
>Trixie will never nap on top of you

>>30899872
Oh shit I just got it

>>30899298
I love RD

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>>30903459

>>30899030
Wardrobe Malfunction was much better. It didn't waste any time or 5 fucking threads to get to the good stuff. The writefags didn't feel the need to insert some unneeded drama into a setting that was supposed to be a lewd sleepover. Wardrobe Malfunction got right into the action and didn't take 50 something posts of green for each story for something interesting to happen.

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>>30905552
This, actually.
I love stories that just get to the damn point already.

>>30870763
>>30870736
10/10

>>30888696
When is this going to be continued?

>>30908027
artist?

Hey all, Waifu Wars starting in less than 10 at https://www.smashcast.tv/EquestrianWrestlingEnt if you want to watch.

>>30908183
Bagel Benjamin

>>30908183
Ponut Joe.

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>>30908222
Ayy, nice. Looks like I found something to do tonight.

>>30908183
Pastry Pablo

>>30908291
Yeah, well, it's already done, 90 minutes of fun, which is typical length for it, haha.

I'm glad it all got finished though.

Matches and stuff getting downloaded/converted as I type this.

>>30908997
Eh it's fun to watch
Welp back to the usual depression and self loathing

Here's everything but highlights:

Group A:
Chrysalis(3) vs Treehugger(0) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G_Mtvtm1N7A
Fluttershy(0) vs Maud Pie(3) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CCh15Bttw80

Group B:
Rainbow Dash(3) vs Princess Celestia(1) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iK4Tb8kWimk
Twilight Sparkle(0) vs Lyra Heartstrings(1) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GN4S-8oxaQg

Group C:
Sunset Shimmer(3) vs Princess Cadence(0) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8H3_uadlZWM
Pinkie Pie(0) vs Trixie(3) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FjiwlfC-Hs8

Group D:
Princess Luna(3) vs Octavia Melody(3) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zo2OiwTaqK4
Vinyl Scratch(0) vs Spitfire(0) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9YuaumdZv-c

Results:
Group A:
Chrysalis(6) d. Treehugger(0)
Maud Pie(6) d. Fluttershy(0)

Group B:
Celestia(4) d. Rainbow Dash(3)
Twilight Sparkle(3) d. Lyra Heartstrings(1)

Group C:
Princess Cadence(3) d. Sunset Shimmer(3)
Trixie(6) d. Pinkie Pie(0)

Group D:
Princess Luna(6) d. Octavia Melody(3)
Spitfire(3) d. Vinyl Scratch(0)

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>>30909848
PINKIEFAGS BTFO

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>>30909848
Who /shim/ here?!

>>30908291
Found a new reaction gif, thank you

>>30884022
I'll see what I can do.
>>30887213
40% Photoshop and 60% Boredom.
>>30886601
>>30883323
>>30883186
~
>You send Rarity a message on Facebook.
>Just a quickie, nothing too wordy or needy looking. Leave out enough to try and her her to at least respond asking a few things.
>Of course, you check your Facebook time and time again for a response.
>It’s late afternoon now, and she finally messaged you back asking how are you.
>Carry on the conversation like any other regular person would, nothing big. You keep up the small talk and stay on your bed with your phone in hand as you send the messages.
>This is working pretty well so far.
>Eventually ask about hanging out with her and her friends.
[So you wanna chill sometime?]
>[Sure thing, wouldn’t mind it.]
>She invites you to come over and gives you the directions to the place you’re supposed to go to find her and her friends.
>Can’t help but feel like she’s almost feeling sorry for you. But you don’t care about that; you get to actually visit them at their house or wherever it was they said they were going.
>Being there is an accomplishment enough.
>Celebrate by taking a shower and dressing up in clothes you really like, heading out the door once the sky starts to turn colors.
>It’s around 6 or 7 pm by the time you make it to their place. Sunset’s dorm.
>Rarity apparently already told them that you were coming, because they’re ready to awkwardly greet you the very second you come through the door. Rarity gives you that same smile from before.
>”Come sit down with us.” Sunset offers. “We’re having a quick dinner right now.”
>You stay in your seat around a fold up table that’s crowded with all of these 18-19 year old girls.
>Hard to keep up with the conversations, but you know for a fact that you do recognize Fluttershy from high school years ago at this point.

>>30912052
>Damn, it’s been so long. You don’t remember her tits being anywhere near this big. The best part is that she’s legal now, and you’re all in college, where little flings happen around the place like clockwork.
>She’s not very talkative at all, unlike Pinkie Pie, who’s pretty much the most talkative out of the entire group.
>Applejack, despite having just met you, already starts to give you skeptical looks like she saw you on a wanted poster somewhere or something.
>She seems concerned, and you’re reminded about the creepy vibe you can’t help but give off. Mostly because of how thirsty you generally are around girls.
>It soon so happens that the entire feel of the group directs itself towards acting this way regarding to your presence. No real better way to describe it, you’re just kind of weird.
>Even though you used to hear that girls their age tend to like guys in their 20’s more. Then again, they’d probably have to be more attractive guys who don’t act shady or some shit like that.
>You can almost read in between the sentences to eachother that they’re hinting things about you. Sounding concerned still.
>The group soon decides to go out for pizza since the food ran out quickly as not much of it was saved.
>Stand up with them as they start to head towards the door. Pretending to be a part of the group even thought literally everything about you doesn’t belong, and you can sense it.
>But that’s not going to stop you from giving this a try.
>In your mind, you still have a huuuuuge chance at getting laid tonight.
>How low-key delusional you know you are for having such high hopes right off the bat… especially with how weird you’ve always been. “She retweeted my shitpost! We’re gonna get married!”
>Ride with the girls in their car. You see them start to feel more relieved the further they take you from the dorms.

>>30912056
>Go to one of the pizza places at like 8 pm.
>Get a massive pie of pizza. No toppings, but it’s so genuinely made and delicious once you take a bite into it.
“Hey, that’s pretty good!”
>None of them even got the reference.
>”Alright, so when we get back, the sleepover officially begins.” Announces Sunset.
>They all cheer in response quietly enough not to disturb the other customers, but they’re still loud. You try to join in.
“Hell, yeah.”
>”Oh, uh, I think I forgot to tell you before.” Sunset is about to say next something you can already tell she’s going to say. “It’s uh… sort of an all-girls sleepover like we planned.”
“O-oh.”
>”But hey, we had a lot of fun hanging out with you. It was super seeing you again!”
>You’re already almost in ‘fuck it I give up’ mode.
>These girls have extremely satisfied expressions on their faces as Sunset makes this whole announcement. You don’t even have a ride home, but your own apartment is within walking distance from here and you know it.
>And they’re at least hoping for it, showing a little concern for your well being. Like they feel sorry for you or something that Rarity just had to let you hang out with them before they later break it to you that there’s NO BOYZ ALLOWD at the sleepover.
>Shit, this whole concept of no boys is actually perfectly understandable to you, but you’re in too much of a state of desire to care. You misguidedly believe that you were promised a spot to stay, not be excluded.
>But you bottle up your feelings as Sunset continues.
>”We should hang out together again sometime. Maybe like… the mall or…” She’s naming the most public places she can think of. “Or maybe even the library.” Okay, there’s no way she seriously means that.
>Sit alone a the pizza place table, watching their car drive away without you in it. The cash register of the pizza place can tell what just happened, stifling his giggles to a noticeable degree.
>Welp, time to feel like shit for the rest of the night.

>>30912059
>Like 10 pm or something. Maybe 11, maybe even 1 am, who fucking cares?
>Of course you have Rarity’s Facebook page open. It’s the main source of all of those selfies she’s posting from the slumber party that she and the rest of the all-girls gang attended.
>They’re all in their PJ’s in these shots.
>You’re getting hard just from the thought of the fact that they changed clothes at some point between the pizza shop and now.
>Damn, you’re so fucking… lonely. Deprived.
>It’s so tantalizing to look at the party you can’t go to. But you’re too thirsty to not pretend.
>Once again, the thought about restraining orders crosses your mind every time you open an image and look for anything lewd. Finding that Rarity is in the thinnest and most clingy and revealing nightgown of them all.
>Posting her cleavage all over god damn Facebook. Fuckin’ Rarity.
>Oh look, she’s putting it on Twitter too.
>You feel like making a Twitter account just to follow her. It’s the closest you’ll get to interacting with any of these girls, after all, and hell, Rarity’s the only one who seems to like you.
>However, the unrealistic fact that still gets you going is that she’s arguably the hottest of the group. Which only makes this feel like it’s too good to be true.
>But then you remember minutes later as you’re setting up your BRAND NEW Twitter account that it’s not too good to be true… because you’ve still been excluded from the fun sleepover like reality and the universe that hates you intended.
>You’re just a smelly, creepy boy with cooties, okay maybe that sounds a little dumb when you say it out loud.
>Find some time to fap a little, and to obvious things. More thoughts about those restraining orders after your head clears amidst the afterglow.
>Can’t really remember what the little clock on the nightstand said before you passed out with the lights on.
>Oh well.
>…

>>30912063
>…
>WAKE UP.
>How many extra sleeping hours did you makeup?
>Damn, last light sure was a shake up.
>Why’d you leave your cum rag on the table?
>Well I don’t think the girls trust… in… my… penis being at their SLEEPY PARTY.
>…
>You shake your messy hair around, dizzy in bed. Singing stupid little songs to yourself.
>Get ready for the day, Sunday.
>Go back to the mall because you really can’t think of anywhere else to go. The place is pretty much empty so it’s not like you won’t be left alone.
>Sit on the ledge right outside of one of the clothing stores with your back against the glass window.
>You open up Rarity’s Facebook page again, finding two new pictures from last night that you missed being uploaded.
>Scrolling through the pictures and literally saving them onto your phone.
>God, you’re so pathetic right now. It comes to the point where you almost feel like crying to yourself.
>That is… before you hear a knock on the glass at your back.
>Spaghetti is already spurting out of your pockets as you turn your head, and it blasts out full force as you recognize Rarity past all of those shopping bags.
>She has the perfect view of your screen from where she’s standing and where you’re sitting.
>You’re too afraid to move as she walks around to the door. She apparently already purchased the clothes and was on her way out to the rest of the mall just now.
>The tears can be felt getting ready to flood out of your eyes.
“You want some tap water?” You ask as Rarity approaches you on the outside.
>But she seems a little more sympathetic than angry. Maybe it’s just because none of her friends are with her. “Darling, wait. Don’t stand up.”
“I’m s-sorry. I get it, I should get lost. Go ahead and block me and all that, I deserve it.”
>You stop talking among seeing her lidded eyes.
“W-wait…”

>>30912068
>”Oh, darling… I don’t think you have the right idea here.” Rarity smiles.
>Stare at her in silence.
>”I really appreciate the admiration. Always knowing I’ll have a special place in your… megabytes…” Rarity tells you. “But you’re really wasting your time with /those/ pictures. That’s just scratching the surface.”
>What… what the fuck?
“I’m… very sorry you saw any of this…” You start off anyway like a damn clown.
>”Shh, don’t apologize, darling. You have nothing to feel sorry for. It’s not like I didn’t expect those pictures to be seen when I posted them. You can clearly see all the likes anyway.”
>Oh right, that’s another thing you noticed about her pics.
>”From the very beginning, I could tell that you’re not the most social guy. A bit… lonely I would say.”
“Yeah…”
>”I start to feel bad whenever I think about how lonely you are. Especially when I see it showing in moments like this.”
>You blush and gulp.
>”Listen, I see nothing wrong with having you as a certain sort of… online audience. It’s to be expected with guys like you and sites like that. I’d rather you just be honest about it and either put your eyes all the way in, or keep them out.”
“What exactly do you mean by that?”
>Rarity grins lewdly at you. “Do you have a snapchat?”
“No…”
>”You should make one. And DM me the username on Facebook.”
>Now you’re at a loss for words. Not that it matters, since Rarity has already ended the conversation and is currently walking away.
>Putting some extra sway into her hips on purpose.
~

>>30912072
All for now. Sorry about posting in the dead hours like this.

>>30912072
Rarity was fucking built for... well, fucking.

>>30912076
So why doesn't the other girls like Anon?

>>30912648
Cause he's a perv who jacks off to their Facebook profile pictures and references internet memes in real life. I'm not an expert but I'm sure that's not exactly something that woos the ladies.

>>30912725
Well it wooed Rarity.

>>30912837
Rarity is an attention whoring slut, it doesn't count.

>>30912904
Delet.

>>30912072
It begins

>>30912925
Rarity being a slut who would love the sexual attention is no surprise.

>>30914696
nice b8 m8

The day 2 highlights are ready. Here is the Waifu Wars Day 2 highlights.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zlPtLAOp0sI

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>>30916693
"Ngh! You're so fuckin tight Rarity..."

>>30916693
>"Loosen me up Anon."