Title: DerpFic Author: Anonymous Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/75wgdQiB First Edit: Tuesday 8th of July 2014 07:47:43 PM CDT Last Edit: Tuesday 8th of July 2014 07:47:43 PM CDT Sunset Eyes:   >Another day is slowly passing by as you eat your lunch in solitude. >Not being a social butterfly made it hard for you to make friends when you transferred to Canterlot High. >In fact, you had no friends whatsoever because of it. >It didn't bother you much though as you prefer it to being suffocated by people all the time. >As you eat your lunch, you watch the other classmates at their tables. >They're talking among themselves, laughing and smiling. >Must be nice >Due to it being a month after you've come to know this school, you decide to give up on having that kind of relationship with anyone. >Or at least, you tried to.   >"Hey there!" >An unknown voice startles you a bit as you look up to meet the eyes of the person it belongs to. >Or eye, in her case. >Do you mind if I sit here? >Being the only one at your table, you simply nod as she enthusiastically takes a seat. >Upon closer inspection, you notice that her clothes have more than a couple of holes in them. >You also notice that she's drooling a bit as her golden eyes stare intently at your muffin >"Are you gonna eat that?" "Not really. I'm not that hungry" > That, and you don't believe that denying this girl your muffin would turn out well. >"So, what's your name?" >Trying hard not to stare directly at her eye, you answer her. "Anonymous. Call me Anon" >Okay Non- "Please, no. Just call me Anon." >Oh, okay... >You feel like an ass as she lowers her head. >The way that her smile fades makes you regret how you hate being called Nonny. >You try to salvage the conversation "So...um, what's your name? >The marinara sauce building in your pockets recedes when you see her face lighten up. >"I'm Derpy!" >She must hold the world record for quickest rebound. "Derpy huh? That's an...Interesting name." >Her face instantly darkens again. >"*sigh* Go ahead and say it" "Say what?" >"You know what! I saw you staring!" >Damn "I wasn't going to say anything. I just think that it's unique, that's all." >She realizes that she's been yelling at you and starts to calm down. >"...Sorry about that. It's just, when all people ever do is make fun of you, that's all you ever expect." >HNNNNNNG "I don't see why they'd do that. It's just how you are, and I don't find anything wrong with that." >She smiles from hearing you say that >"That might be the first nice thing that anyone's ever said about me." "It's not really a- >Wait >Does she mean ever, as in since she's been born? >Nah, can't be. >It would explain why she's sitting with you though, as pathetic as that sounds. >Not wanting to seem weird, you hastily spill words out of your mouth. "So, what do you do for fun?" >"I like playing games at my house" >You ask her the next question immediately "What brand?" >She grins >Sony >Hallelujah! "Smart girl" >"Yep!", she says with an even bigger grin. "Maybe you could play me sometime". "Sometime?" >"As in...today?" >Did she really just invite you to her house? >It's a bit sudden, but who cares? >Her eyes are fixed on you. "Sure, Derpy. Why not?" >"Yay!" >And with that, the lunch bell rings. >You still can't believe that happened, but you're happy regardless. >After all, what could go wrong? >You couldn't wait till school was over. >As you walk into your last period for the day, you notice Derpy following you inside. >Turns out that she has chemistry with you >How come you never noticed? >You have no time to ponder this as she runs up to you >"Hey Anon!" "Hey." >"You're still coming over today right?" "Of course. I said I would, like, four minutes ago." >"Great! I can't wait!" >You feel the warmth of her body as she embraces you before skipping happily to her seat. >The feeling of her skin on yours is all you can think about until the bell rings. >After school you begin to walk with Derpy to her house. >The more you talk to her, the cooler she becomes to you. >It's a shame how people can't see past her looks and see how great she is. >As she leads you to her house, you begin to notice the secluded area you're in. >The once abundant rows of houses slowly diminish until you find yourself next to Derpy, in front of a single white house. >It's not particularly broken down, but it's far from brand new. >She grabs your hand as she leads you to the old wooden door. >After four knocks, the door opens. >A tall, gray-skinned woman is standing in the doorway. >"Welcome home Derpy. How was school?" >"School was great mom. I brought a friend over to play with me." >Her mom's eyes open as wide as the freakin' moon! >"A friend!? Derpy that's wonderful!" >Her mom looks at you, amazed at your very existence. >You decide to introduce yourself. "My name's Anonymous. It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs...Um." >"Hooves, Diana Hooves" >You're a little embarrassed for not knowing Derpy's last name, but she doesn't seem to mind. >As you and Derpy step inside, you eyes move to take in as much as they can. >Your eyes wander to the kitchen table. >Bottles of whiskey, vodka, and beer sit right next to each other >Derpy's mom doesn't seem like the type to drink. >That thought is pushed to the back of your mind however as Derpy leads you upstairs. >Her room is surprising tidy, unlike the clothes that she's wearing. >You wonder why she hasn't trashed those rags as she starts up her console. >"What do you want to play Anon?" >You decide to let her choose and she grabs a copy of Sly 3 >Why not? >The two-player on Sly 3 is surprisingly satisfying. >You really were missing out, but you never had anyone to play with. >Until now.   >Oh shit >She's really good at this. >Even playing as Carmelita while button mashing only does so much. >You ended up tackling her to stop the embarrassment. >For a while, you just look at each other, unsure of what to do next. >Cock-eyed or not, her eyes really are beautiful. >After a while you both end up laughing. >She gets up to pick another game, but hearing the door slam stops her dead in her tracks. >You look up at her, worried now as she's visibly shaking. >You rush over to her. >She's hyperventilating. >She's muttering "fuck" over and over again under her breath. >You put your own hand on her shoulder. >She stops and stares at you as her eyes begin to water. >The next two words that came out of her mouth were a warning. One that you wish you had known the meaning of beforehand. >"...I'm sorry"