>You groaned as you felt a beam of sunlight creep through the space in the blinds and find its way to your eyes
>Another long night at the office, another day running off less than five hours of sleep
>But, today was different
>Today was your day off
>The sudden realization of your good fortune brought a relieved, if weary smile to your face as you rolled over to get the sun out of your eyes
>As you did, you felt your hand come to rest on the soft, warm body laying next to you
>Mosina sighed happily and reached for your hand
>"Mmm...morning sleepyhead..." She cooed, caressing your hand with her hoof
"Hmm." Was all you could muster in response, but it was the most satisfied grunt imaginable
>Mosina chuckled sleepily, rolling over to face you
>"You work...?"
"Nope..." You yawned
>One of her eyes crept open quizzically
>"Oh really?" She asked
>You nodded your head, lacking the energy to even verbalize a response as you felt yourself slowly but surely slipping back to sleep
>"Feel like sleeping in then...?" 
>You struggled to give her another nod, feeling your last bits of energy about to give out
>Suddenly, she whipped herself on top of you, straddling your lap
>And just like that, all urge to sleep was gone as you eyed the disheveled pony on top of you
>"How about now?" She said with a wink
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"I have to say, that is the most seductive bed-head I've ever seen..." You chuckled
>Mosina gave you a devlish grin, leaning over you and allowing her mane, for once not in it's usual ponytail, to envelop your head as she slunk in closer for a kiss
>You could have used the sleep, but this was an acceptable alternative, besides, you had all day to sleep
>The two of you lay there wrapped up in each other for a few moments, the gears whirling away speeding toward an inevitable trip to Fun Town
>Despite the hot and heavy situation, a thought itched at the back of your mind
"Mosina...what time is it..?" You asked as soon as she gave you a moment to breathe
>"Um...about seven-thirty...why?"
>Your bedroom door crashed open like a no-knock drug raid on an old ladies house, causing Mosina to shriek and launch herself off of you and crashing into the ceiling
>"Morning uncle Anon!" Radom said cheerfully, sporting a neatly combed mane and his saddlebags full of school supplies
>"Where's aunt Mosina?" 
>As soon as your heart stopped racing out of your chest, you looked on the floor next to the bed
>Apparently her impact with the ceiling knocked the horny right out of your wife, a wince on her face as she clawed her way off the floor and back up the bed
>"Right here Radom..." She said, rubbing her head
>Radom looked at her confused 
>"Why were you sleeping on the floor?" He asked
"It's...uh...good for your back!" You said quickly
>Radom simply tilted his head, still looking at the disheveled scene in front of him
>"Okay...I was going to ask you guys to walk me to school today if you could." He said
>You rubbed your eyes, staring up at the new crater in the dry wall
>Apparently it wasn't EVERYONE'S day off...silly you
"Yeah, yeah I'll go with you. Just let me get myself together." You said
>With an excited smile on his face, your nephew hurried back into the recesses of the house
>You turned your attention back to Mosina
"So...I guess we're not-"
>"Not a chance..."
>Sorry boner, better luck next time
>You step into the kitchen after cleaning up and throwing on your clothes, finding Radom patiently waiting for you at the door
"Alright kiddo, ready to go?" You asked, grabbing two apples out of the fruit bowl on the table and tossing one to Radom
>Radom nodded, throwing his apple into his bag
>As you step out into the street, you are met with the usual morning rush
>Ponies going about their business, starting their days off setting up shop or getting a leg up on their errands
>As you walk, Radom relays to you all manner of stories about his exploits in class
>"-and so Miss Cheerilee won't let me sit next to Applebloom anymore. But that's okay, because we still get to play during recess. Or we would if Butch didn't always try to ruin everything..."
>You raised your eyebrow at him
"Who and who now?" 
>"Just a bully...they pick on everypony."
>You frowned
>It was easy to forget that this place wasn't really all that much different from home sometimes
"Ah, well, I'm sure Miss Cheerliee handles it whenever she can, right?" 
>Radom shrugged
>"She tries but Butch doesn't care, he just keeps finding new ways to bully us every day!"
>You remembered your own experiences with bullies back in the day, how persistent they would be, even in the face of all that garbage about ignoring them so they'd leave you alone
>You were passing through the market now, the school house just a few blocks away
"Have you told your teacher all this?" You asked him
>"Well...Butch gets meaner when we tell on him...sometimes it seems like it's easier just to ignore him and hope he forgets to pick on you that day."
"Radom, that's not-"
>"Stop! Thief!" A voice called from behind you as you felt something force itself between you and Radom, nearly knocking you over
>A stallion ran past you, a coin purse in his mouth
>With a quick glance behind you, you see beleaguered guards panting as they struggled to keep up in their heavy armor
>It was clear they weren't going to be able to keep chase much longer
>Just then you noticed the apple in your hand
>Thinking fast, you focused on your target, and hurled the apple as hard as you could, sending it rocketing through the air
>About thirty feet away, it collided with the back of the thief's head with an audible "thunk", and sending him crashing into the ground
>You pulled Radom aside as the guards rushed past you, catching up to the downed thief
>"Wow, nice throw uncle Anon!" Radom said
>You chuckled and scratched your head in amusement that it actually worked
"Guess I still got an arm left after all..." You said, giving a quick flex of your arm
>"Thank you citizen, we really appreciate the assist!" One of the guards said as you walked by them
"Any time." You replied
>Radom watched the scene intently until he couldn't rubberneck anymore
>"That was so cool! You totally stopped that bad guy!" He said
>You shrugged
"Wouldn't be the first time. You can't let the bad guys just get away all the time or they'll never stop." 
>Radom seemed to think for a moment about your words, a small smile creeping across his face
>Soon, you were at the gates of the schoolhouse
>You knelt down next to your nephew, giving him a hug
"You have a good day at school buddy, study hard alright?" You said, internally cringing at how much you were starting to sound like the stereotypical parent
>"I will uncle Anon, thanks for walking with me!" He said
>As the two of you broke your hug, you heard a commotion a short distance away
>"Yeah, that'll learn ya, egghead!" an unusually husky voice for school age colt said
>You and Radom looked on as a rather overgrown colt laughed at a bespectacled filly covered in mud, having apparently tripped into a small puddle formed from the previous night's rain
>You and your nephew frowned at him
"That your bully?" You asked
>Radom nodded nervously
>You put your hand on his shoulder reassuringly
"Head inside, you'll be fine." You said
>"Okay uncle Anon..." Radom replied
>After watching him for a few steps, you turned to head back home and start on that dry wall repair
>You hadn't made it very far when suddenly you heard Butch cry out in pain
>Rushing back to the school yard, you saw Butch clutching his face, covered in fragments of apple and blood streaming down his nose, the other children laughing hysterically at him, even the muddied little filly
>You looked back toward the school and saw Radom being practically dragged away by Cheerilee
>He noticed you standing there and with a big toothy grin, he waved at you before being forced inside
>You put two and two together and buried your face in your hand with an exasperated sigh, a knowing grin plastered on your face
"That's my boy..."