>You are Anonymous
>And for once, Echo isn't annoying you.
>When you got up in the morning, there was a plate of toast, buttered and ready for you before work, with a cup of tea.
>Work was pretty relaxed that day, only a very few ponies had come to the stall to buy some of the flowers, which gave you time to think to yourself.
>When you got back to the flat, Echo was kind enough to have another cup of tea ready.
>And now, well... You have nothing to do.
>Your book is pretty much finished up - You read through the last parts last night - and you think all of your friends are busy.
>Echo said she wanted to try and cook dinner tonight, which has given you some free time.
>Well, there's only thing for it!
>Time to fap.
>You look around the living room for something to do, anything but fapping, but find nothing.
>With a sigh, you stand up and walks out of the room, glancing into the kitchen as you pass.
>It looks like whatever is in the pan is going to burst into flames and potentially burn the flat down, but you aren't that bothered right now.
>You head up the stairs and into the bathroom, closing the door behind you.
>And with that your trousers and pants hit the floor, and your wonderous monkey dick flops out like nobody's business.
>A pleasant breeze passes through the nearby open window as you go over to the toilet - Your preffered fap... Place? You don't know why you like it there, you just... Do it.
>And you get to work, thinking of the hottest women from back on your planet.
>It may have been a few years since you last saw a human, nevermind a woman, but all the hotties are fresh in your perverted mind...
>A particular thought of Me-
>Oh god, is the door opening? YOU FORGOT TO LOCK THE DOOR?
>You freeze and stare at the door as it fully opens to reveal Echo, only to freeze up herself when she notices your dick in your hand.
>The two of you just stare at each other for a good thirty seconds, both frozen as you process what's going on.
>Eventually Echo speaks up, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson.
>"I-I'm just gonna go and pretend I never saw this." She says hurriedly and walks away, leaving the door open.
>Boner = dead
>Urge to fap = Gone with the wind
>God damn it...
>Sighing to yourself gently and reach down and pull up your pants and trousers, grumbling about how you were close to cumming.
>Oh well, at least you can check on the food.
>Closing the toilet door after you, you head down the stairs and peer into the kitchen, seeing Echo has gone missing.
>Black smoke is pouring out of one of the pans and out of the kitchen window, a cause for concern.
>You walk over and quickly turn off the eletric - You hate electric grills - and look down into the pan.
>Whatever was in the pan has burnt horribly into a blackened crisp, and you are unable to identify what it once was.
"Echo really needs to brush up on her cooking skills..."
>You mutter to yourself as you grab the pan and walk over to the bin, pushing your foot down on the pedal thing at the bottom.
>You tilt the pan as the bin lid slides open and watch as the burnt food drops away into the black abyss known as the bin.
>You release the bin pedal thingy and turn away as the bin lid closes, looking over the rest of the pans.
>Whatever was once within the pans has now literally burnt away to nothing, leaving the pans empty.
>Did Echo just leave this...?
>You shake your head as you grab all the pans, clean them up and put them away.
>Okay, you'll cook later.
>For now you need to find out where Echo is.
>Did you scare her off when she found you jerking it in the bathroom?
>Oh god, is she gone forever?
>...You were coming around to liking her...
"Echo, where are you? Please don't tell me you've run off!" You yell, hoping for response. You don't get one.
>For the next five minutes you walk and shout around the house, hoping to find Echo hiding somewhere.
>You give up after five minutes and sit yourself back down in your chair in the living room, and think to yourself.
>How could you of forgotten to lock the damn door, for christ's sake?
>Damn it...
>You sigh and close your eyes, usually this helps you think...
>But knowing you, you drift off to sleep within a minute of having them closed.
>A while later you wake up to a clutter in the kitchen.
>Is there a thief in the flat? Oh no they don't!
>You leap up from your chair and dash into the kitchen, to find...
>...Echo getting out pans.
"Don't get those pans out. Last time, you burnt most of the food into nothing and the rest of it was blackened beyond belief.
>Echo turns to you and coughs awkwardly.
>"So that's why the pans weren't up on the grill when I got home..."
>...
>The two of you just stand and look at each other, waiting for the obvious to be said.
>"Okay maybe I shou-"
"I shouldn't have be-"
>You both talk at the same time and cut each other off, and stare at each other for a few seconds.
>"You go first, Anon."
>Nodding your head, you talk first.
"Okay, I got really bored and decided to jerk it off, and you walked in. What else do I say?"
>Echo gives you a deadpan look.
>"Maybe you should remember to lock the door, alright? Kekeke..." The snicker at the end just makes you HNNNNNNNNG.
"Okay, fine. I'm sorry, blah de blah."
>"But seriously, if you're alone and bored, you could talk to me... We could do stuff..."
>At this point, the bat pony is blushing profusely and is starting to stammer, which makes you HNNNNNNNNNNNG more.
"We don't need to make this awkward, Echo. Seriously."
>You watch in amusement as she continues to stutter and look at anything but you.
>Eventually you speak up, just to help Echo out of the hole she's digging.
"It's fine that you want to... Do stuff, with me-"
>"That's what she said! Kekeke..."
>God damn it, Echo.