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RalliART [Chapter 10] Summer Sun and Sweet Nightmares

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>Day 226 in Equestria.
>You’ve just finished breakfast and Celestia’s called you out onto the balcony that overlooks the gardens.
“So… you wanted something?” you ask while situating yourself on one of the benches.
>Tia: “Well, I’m sending Twilight to Ponyville to check on the preparations for the Summer Sun Celebration and I’d like for you to go with her and make sure she doesn’t just sit in their library and read the whole time.”
“… I don’t think that’s possible.”
>She cuffs you around the back of your head with a hoof.
“Hey!”
>You bring a hand up to the spot she smacked and rub it lightly, shooting Celestia a fake glare as you do so, to which she gives you her best pleading face.
>Tia: “Please, Anon?”
>…
>And there’s the pout.
>God dammit.
“Look, you and I both know Twilight is the biggest bookworm ever. Asking her to keep out of a library is like asking a bear not to hibernate, it’s just not gonna work. Why does it even matter anyway?”
>Tia: “Just do this for me Anon, it’s important.”
>wut.
“How can keeping Twilight out of a library be important?”
>Tia: “Just trust me on this.”
>…
“Fine.”
>Tia: “Thank you, Anon.”
>A scroll of paper picks this moment to materialize above Celestia’s face and drop onto her snout before bouncing off and landing on the ground.
>A long sigh escapes her lips before she picks up the scroll with her magic.
“Doesn’t that get annoying?”
>Tia: “Yes, very.”
>She unravels it and begins reading.
>Tia: “Ahh good.”
“What was that Celestia?”
>Tia: “Hmm? Oh, nothing.”
“Oooookay. Well if we’re done here, I guess I’ll go pack?”
>Tia: “Yes, you do that.”
>She magics up a piece of paper and a quill before scribbling away at the parchment.
>You show yourself out and head back up to your room. It’s a relatively short walk and you hum a quiet tune to keep yourself entertained.
>So… Ponyville, huh? That’s a rather small town for an event like this, wonder why she’s having it down there? Maybe you’ll get to see Pinkie and some of the guys from Estrus again.
>…
>And what are you going to do about Maya?
>You could bring her with you, but… you get this weird feeling when you think about it, maybe it’d be for the best to leave her here.
>Hey look, at your room already.
>You push open your bedroom door and find a lazy blue pegasus lounging on your couch with a big ball of fur next to him.
>Soar: “Anon!”
“Hey Soarin, would you mind not spooning my dog?”
>Soar: “Wha-huh? I wa-”
“Chill, I was joking dude… say, you wouldn’t wanna mind watching Maya for me while I’m away would you?”
>He has a slightly vacant look on before it changes into one of thoughtfulness.
>Soar: “Hmmm, do I get to stay in the palace?”
“Uhhh, I… it’s not really my place to say but I don’t see why it would be a problem.”
>Soar: “Buck yes.”
“Why do you even… want… oh.”
>He gives you a devious smile before striking a few suggestive poses.
“Just make sure you get them out in the morning?”
>Soar: “Of course.”
>You turn to face your rather messy bed and… well actually the whole room is kinda messy.
“Well, I’m going to start packing, you go sort yourself a room.”
>He gives you a nod before getting up and flying over to the door. “Laters Anon.”
“Laters.”
>What do you even need to bring on this stupid thing? And how long are you going down there? Something like a few days if you remember correctly.
>So…
>Clothes, check.
>Backup sleeping arrangements, check.
>iPod, check.
>Toiletries and stuff, checkaroo.
>…
>Fuck it. That should be enough for a couple of days. What’s the worst that could happen?
>You hastily shove everything into a pack before zipping it shut and slinging it onto your half-made bed.
>A quick once-over reveals that a shower is in order, and considering this might be your last proper one in a few days, it’s probably a good idea.
>You hum a tune to yourself as you strip down. The tune turns into a song and the hum turns into singing as you turn the shower on.
>Unfortunately for you, there’s no song magic going on nearby so it’s a bit subpar really.
>You stay in there for a good long while, emerging relaxed and overall in a better mood.
>Just as you finish toweling yourself off you hear the door click open and a voice that’s familiar, but you can’t put your finger on it.
>?: “Anon?”
“Who is it?”
>TS: “It’s Twilight, where are you?”
“I’m in the bathroom.”
>Before you can say another word, the door swings open and you’re greeted with all dat purple.
>You recoil from the fact that she just tore into your bathroom and is now eyeing up your naked form. With two hands cupping the work of the divine potter, you confront Twilight about her demeanor.
“The fuck you doing, Twilight? Do you just go bursting into everyone’s bathroom when they’re naked?”
>TS: “What? No… look, we’re leaving in like 15 minutes so hurry up. The carriage is waiting out front.”
“Okay, okay. Just let me get dressed.”
>She sits on her rump and looks at you expectantly.
>…
“What are you doing?”
>TS: “Waiting for you to get ready.”
“And you see no problem with what you’re doing?”
>TS: “Nope.”
>…
>You know that little voice that stops you from doing stupid shit? That little inkling of ‘don’t fucking do that’. Yeah… it’s not talking right now.
>With a stoic look on your face and your stare fixed straight ahead, you march straight forward. Twilight tries to move but she’s sitting in an awkward position with nowhere to go.
>You step over her, dragging your ‘disco stick’ across her face and over the top of her mane in the process.
>You give no fucks and proceed to get dressed. With one last hug for Maya, you grab your bag and walk over to where Twilight is still sitting in what can only be described as cock-shock.
>hue.
>Reaching over, you snap your fingers in front of her.[spoiler][/spoiler] “C’mon Twilight, time to go.”
>TS: “Wha-huh? Oh. Right...”
“Lead the way.”
>TS: “Yes… uhh…”
“The carriage?”
>TS: “I knew that I was just…”
“Fanaticizing about my love sword?”
>TS: “Yes… no… wh- what did you say?”
“The carriage?”
>TS: “No! After that.”
“… I’m sorry Twilight, you must be hearing things.”
>Her only response is a groan as she turns to lead you out of your room and towards where the carriage is parked. If you were honest you’d rather have taken your SUV but flying is cool too.
>Twilight leads you out onto a courtyard where you see a pink and green lizard standing tapping his toes and looking at a non-existent watch.
>This world sometimes…
“Calm down Spike, we’re here.”
>Spi: “Finally! I’ve been waiting for…” he glances back at his bare wrist, “forty-five minutes.”
>You ignore him, taking off your bag and slinging it into the carriage. Looks like these two brought even less than you… They don’t wear clothes so that’s probably the reason.
>Twilight starts going on about some shit you don’t really care about, this ‘mare in the moon’ or whatever. You just find a comfortable place in the carriage and settle in.
>They both eventually join you and one quick conversation later with one of the guards you were off towards Ponyville.
>…
>Now that you think about it some more, that guard might have been asking you about Twilight…
>Ehh, whatever.
>About fifteen minutes into the trip, Spike burps out a letter from Celestia, to which he promptly begins reading out.
>Spi: “My dear Twilight, there is more to a young pony's life than studying. So I'm sending you to supervise the preparations for the Summer Sun Celebration in this year's location, Ponyville. And, I have an even more essential task for you to complete: make some friends!"
>Twilight audibly groans at the last part and it takes most of yourself control not to burst out laughing.
>Spi: “Look on the bright side, Twilight. The princess arranged for you to stay in a library. Doesn't that make you happy?”
>If you had been drinking something, it would be covering Twilight’s flank right now, given that she’s sticking her flank in your face.
>Not a complaint, just an observation.
>TS: “Yes. Yes it does.”
>Wait, stay in a library? How the hell are you meant to keep her outside now? Celestia must be fucking with you. God dammit… babysitting is the worst kind of sitting.
>TS: “Do you know why? Because I'm right—”
“That’d be a first.”
>She turns to face you, "What was that?"
"Oh, nothing."
>She clears her throat before continuing; at least you got a giggle out of Spike.
>TS: “I'll check on the preparations as fast as I can, then get to the library and find some proof of Nightmare Moon's return.”
Spi: “Then, when will you make friends, like the princess said?”
“Yeah, you could use some of those Twilight, life isn’t all books and practicing magic you know?”
>TS: “She SAID to check on preparations. I am her student and I'll do my royal duty…”
“Pfffft.”
Twi: “...but the fate of Equestria does not rest on me making friends.”
“I certainly hope not, else we’re all fucked.”
>That earned you a full blown glare. If you look closely you can actually see smoke coming out of her ears.
>You pat her head before standing up and stretching. Your back elicits a few pops that Twilight flinches at.
>The chariot touches down and the guys leading it bring it to a stop.
>You hop out and take a small walk around the street you landed in to get some blood pumping through your legs.
>First impressions of the town?
>Very country-esque, really nothing like Canterlot. Nearly all the roads were dirt instead of cobblestone, most of the houses were relatively plain and you got the slightest feeling that some of the ponies around here probably look at their cousin and go ‘mmm’.
>In your surveying of the town, you’ve sort of strayed away from Twilight and Spike. You turn back just in time to see Twilight talking to Pinkie…
>And there goes Pinkie.
>Eh, you’ll catch up with her later.
>You catch back up with Twilight and Spike as they start off in a seemingly random direction,[spoiler][/spoiler] “Hey Twilight, where’s this library we’re staying in?”
>TS: “Should be just around that corner, we’re just going to drop our stuff there and then head out to check on preparations as quickly as possible.”
“Okay, let’s go.”
>Twilight leads your… rather odd trio down the road you landed on, past various shops, cafes, and the like. Walking on this dirt road reminds you how uncomfortable cobblestone is to walk over; stupid ponies need some good ol’ pavement.
>You round a corner and after a short walk Twilight stops in front of a large tree… Does that thing have a fucking door?
>…
>No way.
“Is -this- the fucking library? A damn tree?”
>TS: “Yes it is.”
“…Wow.”
>TS: “Why do you say that?”
“There’s no reason for me to explain why this shouldn’t work, because you’ll have some bullshit excuse that will just jump back to ‘because magic’.”
>TS: “… Do you have mental issues, Anon?”
“uwotm8?”
>TS: “It’s okay if you do; I just think it’s something I should know about if we’re going to be staying together.”
“… Just unlock the bloody thing.”
>She does so and you kick the door open when you hear the lock click. Twilight just sighs as you walk past her and into the ‘treebrary’.
>The door shuts behind you and Twilight stops at your side. The inside is pretty nice, not something to be lived in but hey, what do you know?
“So… where are the beds at?”
>TS: “Uhh, through there I guess?”
>She waves a hoof to an open door near the back of the room. You walk inside with Twilight in tow. The bedroom had more books with a single bed up on a loft.
“Looks like you get the couch,” you say as you chuck your bag up into the loft.
>TS: “No way, you can have the couch and I'll take the bed.”
“Rock, paper, scissors?”
>TS: “I… you… what?”
“Oh right, no fingers. We’ll decide later.”
>TS: “Alrighty then…”
>She leads you back out of the room and to the main door, which you promptly kick open.
>TS: “You know you could just open the door with your hands right?”
“I jus’ like kicking things.”
>TS: “*sigh*, Spike, do you have the checklist?”
>Spi: “Yup, got it right here,” he proceeds to pull a scroll of paper out of nowhere, “Summer Sun Celebration Official Overseer's Checklist.”
>This mare and her fucking checklists, man.
“So what’s the first order of business then Spike?”
>He unravels the scroll a little and clears his throat, “Number one: Banquet preparations, Sweet Apple Acres.”
“And Sweet Apple Acres is where?”
>Spi: “Err… uh… it doesn’t say.”
“Great, stay here. I’ll go ask for directions.”
>With Twilight’s social skills and Spike’s... yeah, it’s probably for the best if you do the asking. You walk into a flower shop down the street a little from the treebrary.
>A bell chimes above you as you push the door open and step inside. The shop has a nice décor from what you can tell, not that you really know much about that stuff. A cream-coloured mare appears behind the counter and you step up to meet her.
>?: “Hi the- uhm… I’ve never seen anything like you before.”
“I get that a lot.”
>RL: “Sorry… where are my manners… I’m Roseluck.”
“Anonymous, but just call me Anon.”
>RL: “Hello Anon, what can I do for you? Flowers for a special somep0ny maybe?”
“Oh, no. I’m not with anyone, I was just wondering if you could give me directions to ‘Sweet Apple Acres’?”
>RL: “Oh, okay. You just go down this road, turn right and keep going straight until you hit the outskirts of town and there should be a path leading off towards a barn in the distance, just follow that and you can’t miss it.”
“Got it, thank you Mrs. Roseluck.”
>RL: “No problem, Anon. And I’m sorry for being a bit rude before. Also, it’s just miss; I’m single as well.”
>She lets off a little nervous chuckle at that last part, it was kinda cute if you were honest.
“You get used to it, it’s fine really-“
>RL: “I still feel bad about it… Here, take this.” She reaches under the counter and pulls out a single red rose and holds it out to you. “It’s one of my signature roses.”
>You take it from her and bring it up to your nose, taking in a deep breath and letting the aroma fill your senses. The rose had a musk to it that you couldn’t quite put your finger on. A nice smelling musk, but a musk none the less.
>You really don’t have anyone to give this to… It’s too nice to just throw away but you don’t want to carry it around all day.
>Hmmm.
>…
>Oooh.
“Hold still a sec.”
>RL: “Hmm? What are you-“
>She cuts off mid-sentence as you reach over and place the rose behind her ear, “Ohh, uhh, thank you?”
“I might see you later Miss Roseluck.”
>You turn to leave, but stop when she speaks up, "You know... I could use your help with watering my flowers. If it’s not too much trouble, that is."
>You're about to say you're in a hurry, but when you see the look on her face, you decide Twilight can wait.
“Lead the way.”
AN UNDISCLOSED AMOUNT OF TIME LATER.
>You exit the shop whistling a tune and twirling a rose with your fingers. A few quick glances and you’re walking back over to where Twilight and Spike have situated themselves.
>TS: “What took you so long?”
“Mare at the counter asked me to help water her flowers.”
>TS: “Oh… well that was nice of y-”
“If you know what I mean.”
>You wink at Spike but he doesn’t seem to get it… Twilight does though, considering she’s facehoofing at the moment.
>TS: “Did you at least find out where Sweet Apple Acres is?”
“...Oops.”
>TS: “ARE YOU BUC-“
>You wrap a hand over Twilight’s maw before she bites your head off, figuratively or literally; either could really happen at this point.
“Chill Twilight, I was only joking… Here, have a flower.”
>Removing your hand, you offer her the flower you got from Rose. She promptly takes it in her mouth and swallows it.
“Well that was uncalled for…”
>TS: “Hmmph… just take us to Sweet Apple Acres already.”
“Yeah, yeah. Follow me.”
- - - - - -
>The dirt path eventually leads you out to Sweet Apple Acres. The place had a pretty standard old farm-y look to it. A big barn with an old ranch style house next to it... and a fuck load of apple fields.
>?: “Yeeehaw!”
>And there’s that southern twang to complete the image.
>Twilight lets out a sigh and starts walking over towards the orange mare who just bucked the apple tree. “Let's get this over with.”
“Cheer up Twilight… you won’t get any friends with that tone.”
>TS: “What do you care anyway?”
“You’re Shiny’s little sis. Of course I care. And plus, she’s got a really toned body.”
>TS: “You’re unbelievable!”
“I know, here she comes.”
>The orange mare trots up to where your trio has stopped on the path, she gives you and Spike a bit of an odd look (mostly you) before settling her eyes back on Twilight at the head of your group.
“Good afternoon. My name is Twilight Sparkle, this is Spike,” she motions toward Spike with a hoof, “and this is Anonymous,” she bobs her head backwards in your direction.
>The orange mare meets your gaze and you offer a wave,[spoiler][/spoiler] “Just call me Anon.”
>?: “And what exactly are you Anon?”
“Human.”
>?: “So you’re that thing Celestia sent out word about a littl’ while ago?”
“Yes… and don’t call me a thing.”
>She lets out a nervous chuckle and adjusts her hat slightly, “Heh, sorry.”
>…
>Awkward silence…
>TS: “I don’t believe you’ve told us your name yet, Miss…?”
>AJ: “Applejack, it’s a pleasure makin' yer acquaintance. We here at Sweet Apple Acres sure do like makin' new friends.”
“See Twilight? It’s easy.”
>Twilight turns to glare at you, (bit of a common occurrence recently), before looking back at AJ.
>AJ: “So what can I do ya for?”
>TS: “Well, I am in fact here to supervise preparations for the Summer Sun Celebration. And you're in charge of the food?”
>AJ: “We sure as sugar are. Would y’all care to sample some?”
>TS: “As long as it doesn't take too long...”
“She means we’d love to.”
>AJ: “Great! Just let me get everyp0ny else.”
>She runs off to a triangle and starts hitting it with the metal… stick.
>AJ: “SOUPS ON EVERYP0NY!”
>The fuck does that mea…. OH SHIT.
>What can only be described as a stampede of p0nies is charging towards you. You close your eyes and brace for the pain that’s probably coming next.
>Only… it doesn’t.
>You open your eyes to see that they’ve all stopped in their tracks right in front of your trio. Every single one is wide eyed and staring at you.
>This shit is getting old real fucking fast.
>?: “What’s that thingy there?” you hear one call out.
>You let out a long sigh… this place is already starting to piss you off.
“Okay, my name is Anon, I’m human, not from… around here. Don’t call me a thing and we should be fine. Now, as you were.”
>They all start the stampede again.
>This is not what you wanted at all.
>Somehow it picks the three of you up and deposits you all into seats around a circular table next to AJ.
>AJ: “Now, why don't I introduce y'all to the Apple family?”
>Oh god no…
>TS: “Thanks, but we really need to hurry...”
>AJ: “This here's Apple Fritter, Apple Bumpkin, Red Gala, Red Delicious, Golden Delicious, Caramel Apple, Apple Strudel, Apple Tart, Baked Apple, Apple Brioche, Apple Cinnamon Crisp, *gasp*. Big Macintosh, Apple Bloom, aaaaaaand... Granny Smith.
>Before you stands a tower of various apple related foods that even Epic Meal Time would be at a struggle to beat… and you would actually eat most of this stuff.
>AJ: “Up'n at'em, Granny Smith! We got guests.”
>Your attention is brought to an old pale lime green p0ny with white hair.
>GS: “Mm, wha-? Soup's on? I'm-a, here I come, I comin'...”
>I… that… she… dafuq?
>AJ: “Why, I'd say they're already part of the family.”
>How did she get that from… fuck it, never mind.
>Twilight starts a little nervous laugh. This next conversation is going to be uncomfortable, you can already see it now.
>TS: “Okay, well, I can see the food situation is handled, so we'll be on our way.”
>“Aren't you gonna stay for brunch?”
>The little yellow one… Apple Bloom was it? She has the most adorable puppy dog face on as she says this. C’mon Twilight, don’t crack! As nice as these people are, despite calling you a ‘thing’, you don’t want to spend the whole day here finishing off this tower of food.
>TS: “Sorry, but we have an awful lot to do...”
>The surrounding ‘Apple Family’ let out a simultaneous ‘AWWWW’ at this. Stay strong Twilight, you can do it.
>…
>TS: “Fine.”
>GOD DAMMIT TWILIGHT WHY?
- - - - - -
LATER ON.
>Spi: “Food’s all taken care of, next is weather.”
>You hear a rumble escape Twilight’s extremely bloated stomach, it almost looks like she’s pregnant… scratch that, it does look like she’s pregnant.
“Shit Twilight, you didn’t have to eat everything.”
>TS: “I didn’t! *ugh* I just had too much pie.”
“Yeah you did.”
>You prod her soon to be food baby belly to emphasize your point. Unlike Twilight here, you were smart enough to only eat a couple of things. Spike… well he ate a fair bit as well actually but he seems to be able to just burn off whatever he eats.
>TS: “Oh Celestia, please don’t, Anon. What did you say was next on the list Spike?”
>Spi: “Weather. There’s supposed to be a pegasus p0ny called Rainbow Dash keeping the skies clear.”
>TS: “Well she’s not doing a very good job is she?”
>You do a quick look around the sky and spot what looks like a technicoloured bird flying towards you…
>Okay, not a bird. Looks like you’ve spotted this ‘Rainbow Dash’.
>… and she’s heading right for your trio.
“Twilight look out!”
>She only has a moment to look your way before you’ve dived and tackled her out of harm’s way.
>Looking behind you, it appears as though the pegasus has crashed into a conveniently placed mud puddle just behind where Twilight was standing.
>TS: “Anon, what are you doing? Can you get off me please?”
“Oh right.” You pick yourself up and help Twilight up as well. “Sorry about that Twilight, but that… ‘Rainbow Dash’ was about to plough straight into you.”
>She peeps behind you and examines the mud pile, “I see… thank you I guess.”
“No problem. You should probably go check on her though.”
>TS: “And why not you?”
“Because I’m pretty much done having to explain what I am to everyone. And you’re the one meant to be checking on preparations.”
>TS: “Good point. This better not take long.
>She brushes past you and walks over to where RD is sitting.
>They start chatting away with a few hooves and looks directed at you and Spike every so often.
>It all seemed to be going well until Rainbow looked offended at something Twilight said. She took a step back and shot off into the air, taking out the clouds that were hanging around P0nyville in just a matter of seconds. It was actually pretty impressive.
>Rainbow lands in front of a rather stunned Twilight with a triumphant look on her face.
>After another short conversation, they share a wave and Twilight walks back up to where you and Spike had situated yourselves.
“I take it that went well then?”
>TS: “Well enough. What’s next on the list Spike?”
>Spi: “Whahuh? Oh right the list!” He pulls a scroll of paper out of mid-air and unravels it. “Err… next up is decorations.”
“Speaking of which, I actually have no idea where this thing is going down.”
>TS: “They’re using their town hall.”
“And that is where?”
>Twilight gives you an ‘are you fucking kidding me?’ look before pointing a hoof behind you.
>Turning around you see a rather large building sitting in the middle of the plaza with a big sign right next to the entrance reading ‘Town Hall’.
“Right…”
>Twilight walks past you shaking her head with Spike at her side. You let out a sigh and follow suit. Design, art… whatever you call this shit didn’t really interest you at all.
>This… this was going to be boring.
>Twilight opens the doors with magic and you follow them into the main area. Ribbons and shit hang from the roof and walls, looks really overdone to be honest but hey, what do you know?
>Spi: “It’s beautiful…”
>TS: “Yes the décor is coming along nicely.”
“I think it looks like sh-“
>Spi: “Not that… her.”
>Her? What?
>You move your attention to the centre of the room to see a starch white mare with a very styled purple mane moving ribbons all over the damn place.
>Spi: “How are my spines? Are they straight?”
>Is he really?
>…
>Yeah he is… wow.
>TS: “Good afternoon.”
>?: “Just a moment please, I’m in the zone as it were.”
>You could already tell that this p0ny was going to be a bitch but that voice just fucking sealed the deal. Acting so prim and proper… you can actually feel the uptight-ness just radiating off her.
>Then again… that could be the heat radiating off Spike. If that’s how they get around something they like you don’t even want to dare find out what it’s like when they mate.
>You could even say they go into… heat.
>Hue.
>?: “Ahh yes… sparkle always does the trick does it not. Why Rarity you are a talent.”
>As if you didn’t need any more evidence… better keep your mouth shut for this one.
>Rar: “Now how can I help you...”
>Oh boy, here we go.
>Rar: “You… I’ve never seen one of you before. Oh you must be one of those… canines? Yes, canines. But you aren’t nearly as hunched over as the ones I’ve seen before. Ahhh, you must be a female… Darling, what /are/ you wearing? Those things are just drab, nothing befitting of a lady, even one of your… stature. Come, please I insist, I’ll make you some new ones right away.”
>…
>She just...
>Wow.
>Just wow.
“Female dog? You think I look like a fucking dog? Are you blind?”
>Twilight and Spike were laughing but they shut right up after hearing the tone you just used.
>Rar: “You’re not… oh…”
“Yes, you’re fucking right ‘oh’. I’ve barely been in this town for more than a few hours and I’m already getting pissed off at the people who live in it. Ugh…”
>You close your eyes and gently rub at your temples,[spoiler][/spoiler] “I can’t deal with this shit. Twilight, you finish checking on the preparations with Spike, I’ll meet you back at the library.”
>You turn and leave before anyone has a chance to say something. After living in Canterlot for a while, it’s very off-putting to have everyone staring and gawking at you again. This celebration can’t get finished any faster as far as you’re concerned.
>A few ponies stop and stare at you on your way back to the library, but they may as well be flies on the wall. You’ve got your tunnel vision set on a destination and nothing was going to get in your way.
>The scenery passed by in a blur and before you knew it you were face to face with the door to the library.
>Because door handles seem to be a suggestion rather than something you actually have to use, you push the library door open and step inside.
>…
>Well you weren’t expecting this… it is a public library though.
>PP: “ANONEE!”
>Pinkie?
“Pinkieee, what are you doing?”
>She zips over to you from the concession table that seems to have erected itself in the corner of the room.
>PP: “I’m setting up a surprise party, duhh.”
“For Twilight?”
>PP: “Yup! Do you think she’ll be surprised?”
“Uhhh, I guess so... I’m just going to chill in the other room, you keep doing… whatever it is you’re doing and just pretend I’m not here.”
>PP: “Okie dokie lokie!”
>Well at least Twilight’ll make some friends at this party thing, although it doesn’t really make sense for her to make friends here when she’s going to be leaving tomorrow. Suppose it’s good practice at the very least.
>Paying no mind to the guests, you make your way into the back room and hop up onto the loft. Looks like your bags have been moved. No one better have messed with your stuff.
>Clothes are all there. Backup sleeping arrangements, check. Toiletries and stuff, probably take that out for later.
>…
>The fuck is your iPod?
>Oh wait here it is.
>You grab your iPod out and dive onto the bed. There’s one thing that helps you relax it’s this.
>Scrolling through your songs, you find that perfect one and put it on repeat. No other song works when you do this so repeat is a must.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RCD14IrOcIs
>Yeah…
>This is the stuff.
>Wait, what was that?
>Looking over at the ladder to the loft, you see the flower shop mare… Roseluck… from this morning approaching you.
>RL: “Hey.”
“Hey.”
>RL: “Mind if I join you?”
“Not really, I can’t say I’ll be much fun though. Had a bit of a shit afternoon and I just want to relax.”
>RL: “Sounds good to me.”
>She hops up onto the bed and lies down with her back facing you. She scootches back and you wrap your arms around her.
>The sweet aroma of roses fills your senses and you pull her closer. She sighs in content and swishes her tail about.
>You let your mind and vision fade and just go where your imagination takes you. Reality slips away and with it so does time and space. It’s just you here, and you can do whatever you like with no one to stop you.
>Yeah… you like this a lot.
- - - - - -
>RL: “Anon?”
“Huh-what?”
>RL: “A unicorn named Twilight’s here.”
>You slide your headphones off and rub your eyes a little. Roseluck’s moved onto your chest and… well that’s actually the only thing that’s changed… apart from the light level.
“Did she want to see me?”
>RL: “I think so.”
>Ugh.
>You slide out from under Rose and get out of bed. Stretching gets a pop or to from your neck and you let out a sigh at the feeling.
“Okay. Knowing Twilight, I won’t be back. You may as well go enjoy the party.”
>RL: “I think I might stay here for a little while longer if that’s okay?”
“Fine by me,” you say while dropping the iPod back off in your bag, “but if Twilight comes in and asks you to leave… Well she’s in charge here really so if that happens, it’d be best to leave.”
>RL: “Yeah, that’s fine.”
>You jump down from the loft and make your way into the front part of the library. There’s a lot more people here than before but it’s easy to find Twilight. She’s in the corner by the concessions table not talking to anyone.
>Making your way over to her, you see the p0nies you met today all seem to be in a group near Twilight. Guess they’re just trying to get Twilight out of her comfort zone, which is probably a good thing.
>It means you don’t have to do it.
>TS: “Anon, come here for a moment.”
>You do so. [spoiler][/spoiler]“What’s up Twi?”
>TS: “These p0nies won’t let me leave this infernal party. Any chance you could go check on the princess for me?”
“Yeah, no problem.”
>TS: “Thanks, she should be in her back room at the town hall.”
“Okay, and Twilight…”
>TS: “Hmm?”
“Try and have some fun, alright?”
>She harrumphs and turns back to the concession table. Guess that’s your cue to leave then, not that you have a problem with that. Seeing Celestia will probably be the highlight to this day, really.
>…
>Well, one of the highlights anyway.
>You step out into the street. The cool breeze rolls along your skin and you find no shortage of light even though there are no streetlamps.
>Looking up in the sky, you’re greeted with a view you just wouldn’t get back on earth. The moon is eerily close, the stars are remarkably bright and there seems to be streaks of colours rippling through the background. It truly is beautiful.
>You make good time to the town hall. That cool breeze was starting to have a bit of a cold bite to it.
>Finding Celestia’s room was easy enough and you’re about to enter when you see a blue glow coming from inside.
>Maybe you should knock first?
>Wait… there’s two voices coming from inside.
>You push the door open to see a black alicorn the size of Celestia with a mane that seems to be made of the night sky AND SHE’S ZAPPING CELESTIA, WHAT THE FUCK!
>Celestia now hangs suspended in an electric blue orb, eyes closed and motionless. The other alicorn begins to laugh maniacally… Fuck, this isn’t good.
>You start to back away slowly until the alicorn whips around. Her reptile-like irises lock onto you and she grabs you in her magic.
>?: “Oh, what do we have here?” She drags you back into the room and shuts the door behind you. “My sister’s special consort. I was just about to come looking for you.”
>The fuck does she mean, consort? And what is up with the tone she’s using?
>You open your mouth to retort but her magic fills it and you find yourself barely able to breathe let alone talk.
>?: “You and I are going to have a little fun…”
>As she says this a ripping sensation courses through your body. Your surroundings seem to dissolve around you as if you were in a dream.
>Maybe this is all just a dream…
>?: “No… It’s a nightmare.”
>That’s the last thing you hear before all sense of consciousness leaves you.
- - - - - -
AN UNKNOWN AMOUNT OF TIME LATER.
>What… happened?
>Your eyes slowly creep open. Your vision is still a bit hazy but it’s not hard to tell that you aren’t in the town hall anymore.
>You make to turn around but find you can’t. Blinking your eyes clear, it appears you’re being held by the same kind of magic Celestia is being held in.
>The place you’re in seems to be some kind of ruins, an old castle maybe?
>?: “This used to be the capitol, human. Alitopia. And it would have been my kingdom if /she/ hadn’t bucked everything up,” she says while motioning to where Celestia is floating.
“Who… who are you? And what do you want with me?”
>She groans at this.
>?: “Have you not heard the legends? The bringer of nightmares? Ruler of the night itself?”
>You shake your head.
>?: “Of course you don’t know. You’re just her little whore aren’t you?”
“Whore? The fuck are you on about you daft bitch.”
>?: “YOU WILL NOT SPEAK TO YOUR NEW RULER IN SUCH A MANNER.”
>OWOWOWOWOW! How could she be /that/ loud? Fuuuuuck…
>?: “My name is Nightmare Moon, but you will address me as Domina, and you are one of the many things I am taking from my sister.”
>Sister? What the fuck is going on?
“Sister? What?”
>NMM: “Ugh… Has she told you nothing?”
“Clearly not…”
>A hoof connects with your right cheek letting out a sound akin to a teacher smacking a wooden ruler on her desk.
>She clears her throat and regains her composure before continuing.
>NMM: “A long time ago, I blessed this wretched place by bringing on eternal night. My /sister/ did not see it that way and used the Elements of Harmony to imprison me to the moon for one thousand years.”
>Which was completely the right thing to do. Leaving the moon out would fuck with… well lots of things.
“Well that wasn’t very nice of her.”
>NMM: “No, she—wait, what did you say? Never mind… I’m back now, and I will take my revenge against her and the society that wronged me. You will be my first little treat.”
>That doesn’t sound good…
“You’re going to eat me?”
>NMM: “No… not quite. You’ll be the one doing the eating.”
>The fuc- she can’t mean?
>…
>Is that why she called you a whore?
“I’ve never had sex with your sister. If that’s what all that whore stuff was about?”
>NMM: “Don’t lie to me you plebeian. Why else would my sister keep you around?”
“…”
>NMM: “Oh, please. Do you two /love/ each other? Sit at the table and make googly eyes at each other… oh that’s rich!”
“Well…”
>She looks at you expectantly. But you have nothing to add. She’s kind of… right-ish.
>NMM: “No… no way. She does, doesn’t she? Oh this just keeps getting better and better! I was going to wait until I had taken over to do this, but after this little tidbit I have something extra in store for when I’m done with you and I just can’t wait.”
>Her horn lights up and you feel the restraints on you moving. You’re lifted up, spread out in a star shape and laid upon the ground back first. The magic binds on your arms and legs seemingly mould into the floor.
>The reality of the situation finally sinks in. You start to thrash against the restraints to no avail. This only seems to amuse her as she bends down near you.
>Her horn glows again and your shirt disintegrates. She bends in closer, bringing her face to your own, her fangs pointing out at the ends of her smile.
>She brings her face in as if to kiss you, but at the last moment veers to the side and bites down on your right shoulder. Her fangs pierce your skin and sink into your flesh. You cry out in pain as she rips away from you.
>You look at your shoulder and see blood oozing out of the tears she just made. Each pulse sends pain surging down your arm. Facing her again you see blood on her lips and coating her fangs. She smiles at you, which you can only return with pure hate plastered across your pain-stricken face.
>She licks her lips clean and brings up one of her hooves with the shoe thing to the right side of your chest. It’s angled so the point is digging into your skin. You clamp your mouth shut to stop any more screams escaping.
>Slowly, she drags the shoe down your chest. You can feel it cutting your skin and you can see the open wound it leaves in its wake.
>Blood begins seeping out of the cut and running along your torso while some of it drips off the side of you.
>She bobs down towards your waist. Her tongue lolls out of her mouth as she eyes her handiwork. Her tongue meets your skin as she slowly traces the cut back up towards your head. She doesn’t stop at the top and drags her tongue up your neck and along your cheek.
>She brings her mouth to your ear, her voice barely above a whisper.
>NMM: “Time for the main event, hmm?”
>Her horn lights up and your pants meet the same fate as your shirt, as do your underwear, shoes and socks. You now lay completely naked on the cold marble floor.
>NMM: "If that's the size of a normal stallion these days, I might as well find a spell to send me back in time."
>A stinging feeling courses through your body as she hits you with some kind of spell, a spell that reveals its purpose moments later when you stand to attention.
>NMM: “Now that’s better.”
>She positions herself above your manhood and lowers herself into more of a sitting position. You can feel her rubbing up against your tip but nothing that’s going to happen is going to feel good in this situation so you block it out as best you can.
>NMM: “Beg for it.”
>You keep your mouth wired shut and your only response is a further glare in her direction.
>NMM: “Beg or I’ll cut your tongue off so you never speak again.”
>…
“Please fuck me.”
>NMM: “What was that? I didn’t hear my name in that.”
“Please fuck me, Domina.”
>You don’t sound very enthusiastic, but she doesn’t mind.
>She sits back taking you inside her. She lets out a gasp as she takes a moment to adjust before slowly pumping up and down.
>With every pump she lifts herself further and further. Her moans fill the room but all you can hear is the deafening white noise inside your head.
>She works away at it, her pace and breathing increasing as she got more and more into it. You could feel her breath on your chest now as she seemed to lower herself the closer she got to climax.
>Her eyes stare into yours but all you can see are patches of black as your brain shuts itself down to protect from the mental assault that you’re currently getting.
>She begins to shudder before lowering herself even further. Her walls contract around you and she coats your lower half in her juices. In the same moment she bites down on the same spot she had before.
>You let out a lifeless and bloodcurdling scream as her fangs dig deeper than before. The pain doesn’t last long as adrenaline seems to kick in. Your whole body feels numb and foreign and you just lay there, unable to move or speak.
>She shakily gets to her feet and steps away from you.
>NMM: “Yes *pant* after that, my little present will be very *pant* welcome.”
>An aura envelops her horn and she touches it to the left side of your chest that has been relatively unscathed throughout this whole ordeal. Light pulses out from her horn and you can make out lines drawing themselves into your skin.
>This lasts several seconds before she pulls away and stares at it. “Yes, that will do nicely.”
>You can’t focus on what she’s done so you just stare blankly at the roof, waiting for everything to be over.
>A familiar sensation washes over you as you’re teleported away.
>Your new surroundings are familiar to you. This is Celestia’s room.
>NMM: "Yes, this is much nicer than that drafty old castle. With a little redecorating, I believe I can make this place homey. Let's start right, shall we?"
>Her horn glows and chains wrap around your arms and legs, pulling them taut.
>NMM: “Now I have business to attend to. I’ll be back for you later. Oh, and so you’re not too much of a nuisance this gag should shut you up nicely.”
>A piece of dark blue material wraps around your head and sits in your mouth like a bit.
>NMM: “Until next time, slave.” With that, she teleports away.
>All will to fight has left your body so you give in to the only option you can think of.
>Sleep.

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>Day 226 in Equestria.
>You’ve just finished breakfast and Celestia’s called you out onto the balcony that overlooks the gardens.
“So… you wanted something?” you ask while situating yourself on one of the benches.
>Tia: “Well, I’m sending Twilight to Ponyville to check on the preparations for the Summer Sun Celebration and I’d like for you to go with her and make sure she doesn’t just sit in their library and read the whole time.”
“… I don’t think that’s possible.”
>She cuffs you around the back of your head with a hoof.
“Hey!”
>You bring a hand up to the spot she smacked and rub it lightly, shooting Celestia a fake glare as you do so, to which she gives you her best pleading face.
>Tia: “Please, Anon?”
>…
>And there’s the pout.
>God dammit.
“Look, you and I both know Twilight is the biggest bookworm ever. Asking her to keep out of a library is like asking a bear not to hibernate, it’s just not gonna work. Why does it even matter anyway?”
>Tia: “Just do this for me Anon, it’s important.”
>wut.
“How can keeping Twilight out of a library be important?”
>Tia: “Just trust me on this.”
>…
“Fine.”
>Tia: “Thank you, Anon.”
>A scroll of paper picks this moment to materialize above Celestia’s face and drop onto her snout before bouncing off and landing on the ground.
>A long sigh escapes her lips before she picks up the scroll with her magic.
“Doesn’t that get annoying?”
>Tia: “Yes, very.”
>She unravels it and begins reading.
>Tia: “Ahh good.”
“What was that Celestia?”
>Tia: “Hmm? Oh, nothing.”
“Oooookay. Well if we’re done here, I guess I’ll go pack?”
>Tia: “Yes, you do that.”
>She magics up a piece of paper and a quill before scribbling away at the parchment.


>You show yourself out and head back up to your room. It’s a relatively short walk and you hum a quiet tune to keep yourself entertained.
>So… Ponyville, huh? That’s a rather small town for an event like this, wonder why she’s having it down there? Maybe you’ll get to see Pinkie and some of the guys from Estrus again.
>…
>And what are you going to do about Maya?
>You could bring her with you, but… you get this weird feeling when you think about it, maybe it’d be for the best to leave her here.
>Hey look, at your room already.
>You push open your bedroom door and find a lazy blue pegasus lounging on your couch with a big ball of fur next to him.
>Soar: “Anon!”
“Hey Soarin, would you mind not spooning my dog?”
>Soar: “Wha-huh? I wa-”
“Chill, I was joking dude… say, you wouldn’t wanna mind watching Maya for me while I’m away would you?”
>He has a slightly vacant look on before it changes into one of thoughtfulness.
>Soar: “Hmmm, do I get to stay in the palace?”
“Uhhh, I… it’s not really my place to say but I don’t see why it would be a problem.”
>Soar: “Buck yes.”
“Why do you even… want… oh.”
>He gives you a devious smile before striking a few suggestive poses.
“Just make sure you get them out in the morning?”
>Soar: “Of course.”
>You turn to face your rather messy bed and… well actually the whole room is kinda messy.
“Well, I’m going to start packing, you go sort yourself a room.”
>He gives you a nod before getting up and flying over to the door. “Laters Anon.”
“Laters.”


>What do you even need to bring on this stupid thing? And how long are you going down there? Something like a few days if you remember correctly.
>So…
>Clothes, check.
>Backup sleeping arrangements, check.
>iPod, check.
>Toiletries and stuff, checkaroo.
>…
>Fuck it. That should be enough for a couple of days. What’s the worst that could happen?
>You hastily shove everything into a pack before zipping it shut and slinging it onto your half-made bed.
>A quick once-over reveals that a shower is in order, and considering this might be your last proper one in a few days, it’s probably a good idea.
>You hum a tune to yourself as you strip down. The tune turns into a song and the hum turns into singing as you turn the shower on.
>Unfortunately for you, there’s no song magic going on nearby so it’s a bit subpar really.
>You stay in there for a good long while, emerging relaxed and overall in a better mood.
>Just as you finish toweling yourself off you hear the door click open and a voice that’s familiar, but you can’t put your finger on it.
>?: “Anon?”
“Who is it?”
>TS: “It’s Twilight, where are you?”
“I’m in the bathroom.”
>Before you can say another word, the door swings open and you’re greeted with all dat purple.
>You recoil from the fact that she just tore into your bathroom and is now eyeing up your naked form. With two hands cupping the work of the divine potter, you confront Twilight about her demeanor.
“The fuck you doing, Twilight? Do you just go bursting into everyone’s bathroom when they’re naked?”


>TS: “What? No… look, we’re leaving in like 15 minutes so hurry up. The carriage is waiting out front.”
“Okay, okay. Just let me get dressed.”
>She sits on her rump and looks at you expectantly.
>…
“What are you doing?”
>TS: “Waiting for you to get ready.”
“And you see no problem with what you’re doing?”
>TS: “Nope.”
>…
>You know that little voice that stops you from doing stupid shit? That little inkling of ‘don’t fucking do that’. Yeah… it’s not talking right now.
>With a stoic look on your face and your stare fixed straight ahead, you march straight forward. Twilight tries to move but she’s sitting in an awkward position with nowhere to go.
>You step over her, dragging your ‘disco stick’ across her face and over the top of her mane in the process.
>You give no fucks and proceed to get dressed. With one last hug for Maya, you grab your bag and walk over to where Twilight is still sitting in what can only be described as cock-shock.
>hue.
>Reaching over, you snap your fingers in front of her.[spoiler][/spoiler] “C’mon Twilight, time to go.”
>TS: “Wha-huh? Oh. Right...”
“Lead the way.”
>TS: “Yes… uhh…”
“The carriage?”
>TS: “I knew that I was just…”
“Fanaticizing about my love sword?”
>TS: “Yes… no… wh- what did you say?”
“The carriage?”
>TS: “No! After that.”
“… I’m sorry Twilight, you must be hearing things.”
>Her only response is a groan as she turns to lead you out of your room and towards where the carriage is parked. If you were honest you’d rather have taken your SUV but flying is cool too.


>Twilight leads you out onto a courtyard where you see a pink and green lizard standing tapping his toes and looking at a non-existent watch.
>This world sometimes…
“Calm down Spike, we’re here.”
>Spi: “Finally! I’ve been waiting for…” he glances back at his bare wrist, “forty-five minutes.”
>You ignore him, taking off your bag and slinging it into the carriage. Looks like these two brought even less than you… They don’t wear clothes so that’s probably the reason.
>Twilight starts going on about some shit you don’t really care about, this ‘mare in the moon’ or whatever. You just find a comfortable place in the carriage and settle in.
>They both eventually join you and one quick conversation later with one of the guards you were off towards Ponyville.
>…
>Now that you think about it some more, that guard might have been asking you about Twilight…
>Ehh, whatever.

>About fifteen minutes into the trip, Spike burps out a letter from Celestia, to which he promptly begins reading out.
>Spi: “My dear Twilight, there is more to a young pony's life than studying. So I'm sending you to supervise the preparations for the Summer Sun Celebration in this year's location, Ponyville. And, I have an even more essential task for you to complete: make some friends!"
>Twilight audibly groans at the last part and it takes most of yourself control not to burst out laughing.
>Spi: “Look on the bright side, Twilight. The princess arranged for you to stay in a library. Doesn't that make you happy?”
>If you had been drinking something, it would be covering Twilight’s flank right now, given that she’s sticking her flank in your face.
>Not a complaint, just an observation.
>TS: “Yes. Yes it does.”


>Wait, stay in a library? How the hell are you meant to keep her outside now? Celestia must be fucking with you. God dammit… babysitting is the worst kind of sitting.
>TS: “Do you know why? Because I'm right—”
“That’d be a first.”
>She turns to face you, "What was that?"
"Oh, nothing."
>She clears her throat before continuing; at least you got a giggle out of Spike.
>TS: “I'll check on the preparations as fast as I can, then get to the library and find some proof of Nightmare Moon's return.”
Spi: “Then, when will you make friends, like the princess said?”
“Yeah, you could use some of those Twilight, life isn’t all books and practicing magic you know?”
>TS: “She SAID to check on preparations. I am her student and I'll do my royal duty…” 
“Pfffft.”
Twi: “...but the fate of Equestria does not rest on me making friends.”
“I certainly hope not, else we’re all fucked.”
>That earned you a full blown glare. If you look closely you can actually see smoke coming out of her ears.
>You pat her head before standing up and stretching. Your back elicits a few pops that Twilight flinches at.
>The chariot touches down and the guys leading it bring it to a stop.
>You hop out and take a small walk around the street you landed in to get some blood pumping through your legs.
>First impressions of the town?
>Very country-esque, really nothing like Canterlot. Nearly all the roads were dirt instead of cobblestone, most of the houses were relatively plain and you got the slightest feeling that some of the ponies around here probably look at their cousin and go ‘mmm’.
>In your surveying of the town, you’ve sort of strayed away from Twilight and Spike. You turn back just in time to see Twilight talking to Pinkie…
>And there goes Pinkie.
>Eh, you’ll catch up with her later.


>You catch back up with Twilight and Spike as they start off in a seemingly random direction,[spoiler][/spoiler] “Hey Twilight, where’s this library we’re staying in?”
>TS: “Should be just around that corner, we’re just going to drop our stuff there and then head out to check on preparations as quickly as possible.”
“Okay, let’s go.”
>Twilight leads your… rather odd trio down the road you landed on, past various shops, cafes, and the like. Walking on this dirt road reminds you how uncomfortable cobblestone is to walk over; stupid ponies need some good ol’ pavement.
>You round a corner and after a short walk Twilight stops in front of a large tree… Does that thing have a fucking door?
>…
>No way.
“Is -this- the fucking library? A damn tree?”
>TS: “Yes it is.”
“…Wow.”
>TS: “Why do you say that?”
“There’s no reason for me to explain why this shouldn’t work, because you’ll have some bullshit excuse that will just jump back to ‘because magic’.”
>TS: “… Do you have mental issues, Anon?”
“uwotm8?”
>TS: “It’s okay if you do; I just think it’s something I should know about if we’re going to be staying together.”
“… Just unlock the bloody thing.”
>She does so and you kick the door open when you hear the lock click. Twilight just sighs as you walk past her and into the ‘treebrary’.
>The door shuts behind you and Twilight stops at your side. The inside is pretty nice, not something to be lived in but hey, what do you know?


“So… where are the beds at?”
>TS: “Uhh, through there I guess?”
>She waves a hoof to an open door near the back of the room. You walk inside with Twilight in tow. The bedroom had more books with a single bed up on a loft.
“Looks like you get the couch,” you say as you chuck your bag up into the loft.
>TS: “No way, you can have the couch and I'll take the bed.”
“Rock, paper, scissors?”
>TS: “I… you… what?”
“Oh right, no fingers. We’ll decide later.”
>TS: “Alrighty then…”
>She leads you back out of the room and to the main door, which you promptly kick open.
>TS: “You know you could just open the door with your hands right?”
“I jus’ like kicking things.”
>TS: “*sigh*, Spike, do you have the checklist?”
>Spi: “Yup, got it right here,” he proceeds to pull a scroll of paper out of nowhere, “Summer Sun Celebration Official Overseer's Checklist.”
>This mare and her fucking checklists, man.
“So what’s the first order of business then Spike?”
>He unravels the scroll a little and clears his throat, “Number one: Banquet preparations, Sweet Apple Acres.”
“And Sweet Apple Acres is where?”
>Spi: “Err… uh… it doesn’t say.”
“Great, stay here. I’ll go ask for directions.”
>With Twilight’s social skills and Spike’s... yeah, it’s probably for the best if you do the asking. You walk into a flower shop down the street a little from the treebrary.
>A bell chimes above you as you push the door open and step inside. The shop has a nice décor from what you can tell, not that you really know much about that stuff. A cream-coloured mare appears behind the counter and you step up to meet her.


>?: “Hi the- uhm… I’ve never seen anything like you before.”
“I get that a lot.”
>RL: “Sorry… where are my manners… I’m Roseluck.”
“Anonymous, but just call me Anon.”
>RL: “Hello Anon, what can I do for you? Flowers for a special somep0ny maybe?”
“Oh, no. I’m not with anyone, I was just wondering if you could give me directions to ‘Sweet Apple Acres’?”
>RL: “Oh, okay. You just go down this road, turn right and keep going straight until you hit the outskirts of town and there should be a path leading off towards a barn in the distance, just follow that and you can’t miss it.”
“Got it, thank you Mrs. Roseluck.”
>RL: “No problem, Anon. And I’m sorry for being a bit rude before. Also, it’s just miss; I’m single as well.”
>She lets off a little nervous chuckle at that last part, it was kinda cute if you were honest.
“You get used to it, it’s fine really-“
>RL: “I still feel bad about it… Here, take this.” She reaches under the counter and pulls out a single red rose and holds it out to you. “It’s one of my signature roses.”
>You take it from her and bring it up to your nose, taking in a deep breath and letting the aroma fill your senses. The rose had a musk to it that you couldn’t quite put your finger on. A nice smelling musk, but a musk none the less.
>You really don’t have anyone to give this to… It’s too nice to just throw away but you don’t want to carry it around all day.
>Hmmm.
>…
>Oooh.


“Hold still a sec.”
>RL: “Hmm? What are you-“
>She cuts off mid-sentence as you reach over and place the rose behind her ear, “Ohh, uhh, thank you?”
“I might see you later Miss Roseluck.”
>You turn to leave, but stop when she speaks up, "You know... I could use your help with watering my flowers. If it’s not too much trouble, that is."
>You're about to say you're in a hurry, but when you see the look on her face, you decide Twilight can wait.
“Lead the way.”


AN UNDISCLOSED AMOUNT OF TIME LATER.
>You exit the shop whistling a tune and twirling a rose with your fingers. A few quick glances and you’re walking back over to where Twilight and Spike have situated themselves.
>TS: “What took you so long?”
“Mare at the counter asked me to help water her flowers.”
>TS: “Oh… well that was nice of y-”
“If you know what I mean.”
>You wink at Spike but he doesn’t seem to get it… Twilight does though, considering she’s facehoofing at the moment.
>TS: “Did you at least find out where Sweet Apple Acres is?”
“...Oops.”
>TS: “ARE YOU BUC-“
>You wrap a hand over Twilight’s maw before she bites your head off, figuratively or literally; either could really happen at this point.
“Chill Twilight, I was only joking… Here, have a flower.”
>Removing your hand, you offer her the flower you got from Rose. She promptly takes it in her mouth and swallows it.
“Well that was uncalled for…”
>TS: “Hmmph… just take us to Sweet Apple Acres already.”
“Yeah, yeah. Follow me.”
- - - - - -


>The dirt path eventually leads you out to Sweet Apple Acres. The place had a pretty standard old farm-y look to it. A big barn with an old ranch style house next to it... and a fuck load of apple fields.
>?: “Yeeehaw!”
>And there’s that southern twang to complete the image.
>Twilight lets out a sigh and starts walking over towards the orange mare who just bucked the apple tree. “Let's get this over with.”
“Cheer up Twilight… you won’t get any friends with that tone.”
>TS: “What do you care anyway?”
“You’re Shiny’s little sis. Of course I care. And plus, she’s got a really toned body.”
>TS: “You’re unbelievable!”
“I know, here she comes.”
>The orange mare trots up to where your trio has stopped on the path, she gives you and Spike a bit of an odd look (mostly you) before settling her eyes back on Twilight at the head of your group.
“Good afternoon. My name is Twilight Sparkle, this is Spike,” she motions toward Spike with a hoof, “and this is Anonymous,” she bobs her head backwards in your direction.
>The orange mare meets your gaze and you offer a wave,[spoiler][/spoiler] “Just call me Anon.”
>?: “And what exactly are you Anon?”
“Human.”
>?: “So you’re that thing Celestia sent out word about a littl’ while ago?”
“Yes… and don’t call me a thing.”
>She lets out a nervous chuckle and adjusts her hat slightly, “Heh, sorry.”
>…
>Awkward silence…
>TS: “I don’t believe you’ve told us your name yet, Miss…?”
>AJ: “Applejack, it’s a pleasure makin' yer acquaintance. We here at Sweet Apple Acres sure do like makin' new friends.”
“See Twilight? It’s easy.”
>Twilight turns to glare at you, (bit of a common occurrence recently), before looking back at AJ.


>AJ: “So what can I do ya for?”
>TS: “Well, I am in fact here to supervise preparations for the Summer Sun Celebration. And you're in charge of the food?”
>AJ: “We sure as sugar are. Would y’all care to sample some?”
>TS: “As long as it doesn't take too long...”
“She means we’d love to.”
>AJ: “Great! Just let me get everyp0ny else.”
>She runs off to a triangle and starts hitting it with the metal… stick.
>AJ: “SOUPS ON EVERYP0NY!”
>The fuck does that mea…. OH SHIT.
>What can only be described as a stampede of p0nies is charging towards you. You close your eyes and brace for the pain that’s probably coming next.
>Only… it doesn’t.
>You open your eyes to see that they’ve all stopped in their tracks right in front of your trio. Every single one is wide eyed and staring at you.
>This shit is getting old real fucking fast.
>?: “What’s that thingy there?” you hear one call out.
>You let out a long sigh… this place is already starting to piss you off.
“Okay, my name is Anon, I’m human, not from… around here. Don’t call me a thing and we should be fine. Now, as you were.”
>They all start the stampede again.
>This is not what you wanted at all.
>Somehow it picks the three of you up and deposits you all into seats around a circular table next to AJ.
>AJ: “Now, why don't I introduce y'all to the Apple family?”
>Oh god no…
>TS: “Thanks, but we really need to hurry...”
>AJ: “This here's Apple Fritter, Apple Bumpkin, Red Gala, Red Delicious, Golden Delicious, Caramel Apple, Apple Strudel, Apple Tart, Baked Apple, Apple Brioche, Apple Cinnamon Crisp, *gasp*. Big Macintosh, Apple Bloom, aaaaaaand... Granny Smith.


>Before you stands a tower of various apple related foods that even Epic Meal Time would be at a struggle to beat… and you would actually eat most of this stuff.
>AJ: “Up'n at'em, Granny Smith! We got guests.”
>Your attention is brought to an old pale lime green p0ny with white hair.
>GS: “Mm, wha-? Soup's on? I'm-a, here I come, I comin'...”
>I… that… she… dafuq?
>AJ: “Why, I'd say they're already part of the family.”
>How did she get that from… fuck it, never mind.
>Twilight starts a little nervous laugh. This next conversation is going to be uncomfortable, you can already see it now.
>TS: “Okay, well, I can see the food situation is handled, so we'll be on our way.”
>“Aren't you gonna stay for brunch?”
>The little yellow one… Apple Bloom was it? She has the most adorable puppy dog face on as she says this. C’mon Twilight, don’t crack! As nice as these people are, despite calling you a ‘thing’, you don’t want to spend the whole day here finishing off this tower of food.
>TS: “Sorry, but we have an awful lot to do...”
>The surrounding ‘Apple Family’ let out a simultaneous ‘AWWWW’ at this. Stay strong Twilight, you can do it.
>…
>TS: “Fine.”
>GOD DAMMIT TWILIGHT WHY?
- - - - - -


LATER ON.
>Spi: “Food’s all taken care of, next is weather.”
>You hear a rumble escape Twilight’s extremely bloated stomach, it almost looks like she’s pregnant… scratch that, it does look like she’s pregnant.
“Shit Twilight, you didn’t have to eat everything.”
>TS: “I didn’t! *ugh* I just had too much pie.”
“Yeah you did.”
>You prod her soon to be food baby belly to emphasize your point. Unlike Twilight here, you were smart enough to only eat a couple of things. Spike… well he ate a fair bit as well actually but he seems to be able to just burn off whatever he eats.
>TS: “Oh Celestia, please don’t, Anon. What did you say was next on the list Spike?”
>Spi: “Weather. There’s supposed to be a pegasus p0ny called Rainbow Dash keeping the skies clear.”
>TS: “Well she’s not doing a very good job is she?”
>You do a quick look around the sky and spot what looks like a technicoloured bird flying towards you…
>Okay, not a bird. Looks like you’ve spotted this ‘Rainbow Dash’.
>… and she’s heading right for your trio.
“Twilight look out!”
>She only has a moment to look your way before you’ve dived and tackled her out of harm’s way.
>Looking behind you, it appears as though the pegasus has crashed into a conveniently placed mud puddle just behind where Twilight was standing.
>TS: “Anon, what are you doing? Can you get off me please?”
“Oh right.” You pick yourself up and help Twilight up as well. “Sorry about that Twilight, but that… ‘Rainbow Dash’ was about to plough straight into you.”
>She peeps behind you and examines the mud pile, “I see… thank you I guess.”
“No problem. You should probably go check on her though.”


>TS: “And why not you?”
“Because I’m pretty much done having to explain what I am to everyone. And you’re the one meant to be checking on preparations.”
>TS: “Good point. This better not take long.
>She brushes past you and walks over to where RD is sitting.
>They start chatting away with a few hooves and looks directed at you and Spike every so often.
>It all seemed to be going well until Rainbow looked offended at something Twilight said. She took a step back and shot off into the air, taking out the clouds that were hanging around P0nyville in just a matter of seconds. It was actually pretty impressive.
>Rainbow lands in front of a rather stunned Twilight with a triumphant look on her face. 
>After another short conversation, they share a wave and Twilight walks back up to where you and Spike had situated yourselves.
“I take it that went well then?”
>TS: “Well enough. What’s next on the list Spike?”
>Spi: “Whahuh? Oh right the list!” He pulls a scroll of paper out of mid-air and unravels it. “Err… next up is decorations.”
“Speaking of which, I actually have no idea where this thing is going down.”
>TS: “They’re using their town hall.”
“And that is where?”
>Twilight gives you an ‘are you fucking kidding me?’ look before pointing a hoof behind you.
>Turning around you see a rather large building sitting in the middle of the plaza with a big sign right next to the entrance reading ‘Town Hall’.
“Right…”
>Twilight walks past you shaking her head with Spike at her side. You let out a sigh and follow suit. Design, art… whatever you call this shit didn’t really interest you at all.
>This… this was going to be boring.


>Twilight opens the doors with magic and you follow them into the main area. Ribbons and shit hang from the roof and walls, looks really overdone to be honest but hey, what do you know?
>Spi: “It’s beautiful…”
>TS: “Yes the décor is coming along nicely.”
“I think it looks like sh-“
>Spi: “Not that… her.”
>Her? What?
>You move your attention to the centre of the room to see a starch white mare with a very styled purple mane moving ribbons all over the damn place.
>Spi: “How are my spines? Are they straight?”
>Is he really?
>…
>Yeah he is… wow.
>TS: “Good afternoon.”
>?: “Just a moment please, I’m in the zone as it were.”
>You could already tell that this p0ny was going to be a bitch but that voice just fucking sealed the deal. Acting so prim and proper… you can actually feel the uptight-ness just radiating off her.
>Then again… that could be the heat radiating off Spike. If that’s how they get around something they like you don’t even want to dare find out what it’s like when they mate.
>You could even say they go into… heat.
>Hue.
>?: “Ahh yes… sparkle always does the trick does it not. Why Rarity you are a talent.”
>As if you didn’t need any more evidence… better keep your mouth shut for this one.
>Rar: “Now how can I help you...”
>Oh boy, here we go.


>Rar: “You… I’ve never seen one of you before. Oh you must be one of those… canines? Yes, canines. But you aren’t nearly as hunched over as the ones I’ve seen before. Ahhh, you must be a female… Darling, what /are/ you wearing? Those things are just drab, nothing befitting of a lady, even one of your… stature. Come, please I insist, I’ll make you some new ones right away.”
>…
>She just...
>Wow.
>Just wow.
“Female dog? You think I look like a fucking dog? Are you blind?”
>Twilight and Spike were laughing but they shut right up after hearing the tone you just used.
>Rar: “You’re not… oh…”
“Yes, you’re fucking right ‘oh’. I’ve barely been in this town for more than a few hours and I’m already getting pissed off at the people who live in it. Ugh…” 
>You close your eyes and gently rub at your temples,[spoiler][/spoiler] “I can’t deal with this shit. Twilight, you finish checking on the preparations with Spike, I’ll meet you back at the library.”
>You turn and leave before anyone has a chance to say something. After living in Canterlot for a while, it’s very off-putting to have everyone staring and gawking at you again. This celebration can’t get finished any faster as far as you’re concerned.
>A few ponies stop and stare at you on your way back to the library, but they may as well be flies on the wall. You’ve got your tunnel vision set on a destination and nothing was going to get in your way.
>The scenery passed by in a blur and before you knew it you were face to face with the door to the library.


>Because door handles seem to be a suggestion rather than something you actually have to use, you push the library door open and step inside.
>…
>Well you weren’t expecting this… it is a public library though.
>PP: “ANONEE!”
>Pinkie?
“Pinkieee, what are you doing?”
>She zips over to you from the concession table that seems to have erected itself in the corner of the room.
>PP: “I’m setting up a surprise party, duhh.”
“For Twilight?”
>PP: “Yup! Do you think she’ll be surprised?”
“Uhhh, I guess so... I’m just going to chill in the other room, you keep doing… whatever it is you’re doing and just pretend I’m not here.”
>PP: “Okie dokie lokie!”
>Well at least Twilight’ll make some friends at this party thing, although it doesn’t really make sense for her to make friends here when she’s going to be leaving tomorrow. Suppose it’s good practice at the very least.
>Paying no mind to the guests, you make your way into the back room and hop up onto the loft. Looks like your bags have been moved. No one better have messed with your stuff.
>Clothes are all there. Backup sleeping arrangements, check.  Toiletries and stuff, probably take that out for later.
>…
>The fuck is your iPod?
>Oh wait here it is.
>You grab your iPod out and dive onto the bed. There’s one thing that helps you relax it’s this.
>Scrolling through your songs, you find that perfect one and put it on repeat. No other song works when you do this so repeat is a must.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RCD14IrOcIs
>Yeah…
>This is the stuff.
>Wait, what was that?
>Looking over at the ladder to the loft, you see the flower shop mare… Roseluck… from this morning approaching you.
>RL: “Hey.”
“Hey.”
>RL: “Mind if I join you?”
“Not really, I can’t say I’ll be much fun though. Had a bit of a shit afternoon and I just want to relax.”
>RL: “Sounds good to me.”
>She hops up onto the bed and lies down with her back facing you. She scootches back and you wrap your arms around her.
>The sweet aroma of roses fills your senses and you pull her closer. She sighs in content and swishes her tail about.
>You let your mind and vision fade and just go where your imagination takes you. Reality slips away and with it so does time and space. It’s just you here, and you can do whatever you like with no one to stop you.
>Yeah… you like this a lot.
- - - - - -
>RL: “Anon?”
“Huh-what?”
>RL: “A unicorn named Twilight’s here.”
>You slide your headphones off and rub your eyes a little. Roseluck’s moved onto your chest and… well that’s actually the only thing that’s changed… apart from the light level.
“Did she want to see me?”
>RL: “I think so.”
>Ugh.
>You slide out from under Rose and get out of bed. Stretching gets a pop or to from your neck and you let out a sigh at the feeling.
“Okay. Knowing Twilight, I won’t be back. You may as well go enjoy the party.”
>RL: “I think I might stay here for a little while longer if that’s okay?”


“Fine by me,” you say while dropping the iPod back off in your bag, “but if Twilight comes in and asks you to leave… Well she’s in charge here really so if that happens, it’d be best to leave.”
>RL: “Yeah, that’s fine.”
>You jump down from the loft and make your way into the front part of the library. There’s a lot more people here than before but it’s easy to find Twilight. She’s in the corner by the concessions table not talking to anyone.
>Making your way over to her, you see the p0nies you met today all seem to be in a group near Twilight. Guess they’re just trying to get Twilight out of her comfort zone, which is probably a good thing. 
>It means you don’t have to do it.
>TS: “Anon, come here for a moment.”
>You do so. [spoiler][/spoiler]“What’s up Twi?”
>TS: “These p0nies won’t let me leave this infernal party. Any chance you could go check on the princess for me?”
“Yeah, no problem.”
>TS: “Thanks, she should be in her back room at the town hall.”
“Okay, and Twilight…” 
>TS: “Hmm?”
“Try and have some fun, alright?”
>She harrumphs and turns back to the concession table. Guess that’s your cue to leave then, not that you have a problem with that. Seeing Celestia will probably be the highlight to this day, really.
>…
>Well, one of the highlights anyway.
>You step out into the street. The cool breeze rolls along your skin and you find no shortage of light even though there are no streetlamps. 
>Looking up in the sky, you’re greeted with a view you just wouldn’t get back on earth. The moon is eerily close, the stars are remarkably bright and there seems to be streaks of colours rippling through the background. It truly is beautiful.


>You make good time to the town hall. That cool breeze was starting to have a bit of a cold bite to it.
>Finding Celestia’s room was easy enough and you’re about to enter when you see a blue glow coming from inside.
>Maybe you should knock first?
>Wait… there’s two voices coming from inside.
>You push the door open to see a black alicorn the size of Celestia with a mane that seems to be made of the night sky AND SHE’S ZAPPING CELESTIA, WHAT THE FUCK!
>Celestia now hangs suspended in an electric blue orb, eyes closed and motionless. The other alicorn begins to laugh maniacally… Fuck, this isn’t good.
>You start to back away slowly until the alicorn whips around. Her reptile-like irises lock onto you and she grabs you in her magic.
>?: “Oh, what do we have here?” She drags you back into the room and shuts the door behind you. “My sister’s special consort. I was just about to come looking for you.”
>The fuck does she mean, consort? And what is up with the tone she’s using?
>You open your mouth to retort but her magic fills it and you find yourself barely able to breathe let alone talk.
>?: “You and I are going to have a little fun…”
>As she says this a ripping sensation courses through your body. Your surroundings seem to dissolve around you as if you were in a dream.
>Maybe this is all just a dream…
>?: “No… It’s a nightmare.”
>That’s the last thing you hear before all sense of consciousness leaves you.
- - - - - -


AN UNKNOWN AMOUNT OF TIME LATER.
>What… happened?
>Your eyes slowly creep open. Your vision is still a bit hazy but it’s not hard to tell that you aren’t in the town hall anymore.
>You make to turn around but find you can’t. Blinking your eyes clear, it appears you’re being held by the same kind of magic Celestia is being held in.
>The place you’re in seems to be some kind of ruins, an old castle maybe?
>?: “This used to be the capitol, human. Alitopia. And it would have been my kingdom if /she/ hadn’t bucked everything up,” she says while motioning to where Celestia is floating.
“Who… who are you? And what do you want with me?”
>She groans at this.
>?: “Have you not heard the legends? The bringer of nightmares? Ruler of the night itself?”
>You shake your head.
>?: “Of course you don’t know. You’re just her little whore aren’t you?”
“Whore? The fuck are you on about you daft bitch.”
>?: “YOU WILL NOT SPEAK TO YOUR NEW RULER IN SUCH A MANNER.”
>OWOWOWOWOW! How could she be /that/ loud? Fuuuuuck…
>?: “My name is Nightmare Moon, but you will address me as Domina, and you are one of the many things I am taking from my sister.”
>Sister? What the fuck is going on?
“Sister? What?”
>NMM: “Ugh… Has she told you nothing?”
“Clearly not…”
>A hoof connects with your right cheek letting out a sound akin to a teacher smacking a wooden ruler on her desk.
>She clears her throat and regains her composure before continuing. 


>NMM: “A long time ago, I blessed this wretched place by bringing on eternal night. My /sister/ did not see it that way and used the Elements of Harmony to imprison me to the moon for one thousand years.”
>Which was completely the right thing to do. Leaving the moon out would fuck with… well lots of things.
“Well that wasn’t very nice of her.”
>NMM: “No, she—wait, what did you say? Never mind… I’m back now, and I will take my revenge against her and the society that wronged me. You will be my first little treat.”
>That doesn’t sound good…
“You’re going to eat me?”
>NMM: “No… not quite. You’ll be the one doing the eating.”
>The fuc- she can’t mean?
>…
>Is that why she called you a whore?
“I’ve never had sex with your sister. If that’s what all that whore stuff was about?”
>NMM: “Don’t lie to me you plebeian. Why else would my sister keep you around?”
“…”
>NMM: “Oh, please. Do you two /love/ each other? Sit at the table and make googly eyes at each other… oh that’s rich!”
“Well…”
>She looks at you expectantly. But you have nothing to add. She’s kind of… right-ish.
>NMM: “No… no way. She does, doesn’t she? Oh this just keeps getting better and better! I was going to wait until I had taken over to do this, but after this little tidbit I have something extra in store for when I’m done with you and I just can’t wait.” 


>Her horn lights up and you feel the restraints on you moving. You’re lifted up, spread out in a star shape and laid upon the ground back first. The magic binds on your arms and legs seemingly mould into the floor.
>The reality of the situation finally sinks in. You start to thrash against the restraints to no avail. This only seems to amuse her as she bends down near you.
>Her horn glows again and your shirt disintegrates. She bends in closer, bringing her face to your own, her fangs pointing out at the ends of her smile.
>She brings her face in as if to kiss you, but at the last moment veers to the side and bites down on your right shoulder. Her fangs pierce your skin and sink into your flesh. You cry out in pain as she rips away from you.
>You look at your shoulder and see blood oozing out of the tears she just made. Each pulse sends pain surging down your arm. Facing her again you see blood on her lips and coating her fangs. She smiles at you, which you can only return with pure hate plastered across your pain-stricken face.
>She licks her lips clean and brings up one of her hooves with the shoe thing to the right side of your chest. It’s angled so the point is digging into your skin. You clamp your mouth shut to stop any more screams escaping.
>Slowly, she drags the shoe down your chest. You can feel it cutting your skin and you can see the open wound it leaves in its wake.
>Blood begins seeping out of the cut and running along your torso while some of it drips off the side of you.


>She bobs down towards your waist. Her tongue lolls out of her mouth as she eyes her handiwork. Her tongue meets your skin as she slowly traces the cut back up towards your head. She doesn’t stop at the top and drags her tongue up your neck and along your cheek.
>She brings her mouth to your ear, her voice barely above a whisper.
>NMM: “Time for the main event, hmm?”
>Her horn lights up and your pants meet the same fate as your shirt, as do your underwear, shoes and socks. You now lay completely naked on the cold marble floor.
>NMM: "If that's the size of a normal stallion these days, I might as well find a spell to send me back in time."
>A stinging feeling courses through your body as she hits you with some kind of spell, a spell that reveals its purpose moments later when you stand to attention.
>NMM: “Now that’s better.”
>She positions herself above your manhood and lowers herself into more of a sitting position. You can feel her rubbing up against your tip but nothing that’s going to happen is going to feel good in this situation so you block it out as best you can.
>NMM: “Beg for it.”
>You keep your mouth wired shut and your only response is a further glare in her direction.
>NMM: “Beg or I’ll cut your tongue off so you never speak again.”
>…
“Please fuck me.”
>NMM: “What was that? I didn’t hear my name in that.”
“Please fuck me, Domina.”
>You don’t sound very enthusiastic, but she doesn’t mind.


>She sits back taking you inside her. She lets out a gasp as she takes a moment to adjust before slowly pumping up and down.
>With every pump she lifts herself further and further. Her moans fill the room but all you can hear is the deafening white noise inside your head. 
>She works away at it, her pace and breathing increasing as she got more and more into it. You could feel her breath on your chest now as she seemed to lower herself the closer she got to climax.
>Her eyes stare into yours but all you can see are patches of black as your brain shuts itself down to protect from the mental assault that you’re currently getting.
>She begins to shudder before lowering herself even further. Her walls contract around you and she coats your lower half in her juices. In the same moment she bites down on the same spot she had before.
>You let out a lifeless and bloodcurdling scream as her fangs dig deeper than before. The pain doesn’t last long as adrenaline seems to kick in. Your whole body feels numb and foreign and you just lay there, unable to move or speak.
>She shakily gets to her feet and steps away from you.
>NMM: “Yes *pant* after that, my little present will be very *pant* welcome.”


>An aura envelops her horn and she touches it to the left side of your chest that has been relatively unscathed throughout this whole ordeal. Light pulses out from her horn and you can make out lines drawing themselves into your skin.
>This lasts several seconds before she pulls away and stares at it. “Yes, that will do nicely.”
>You can’t focus on what she’s done so you just stare blankly at the roof, waiting for everything to be over.
>A familiar sensation washes over you as you’re teleported away.
>Your new surroundings are familiar to you. This is Celestia’s room.
>NMM: "Yes, this is much nicer than that drafty old castle. With a little redecorating, I believe I can make this place homey. Let's start right, shall we?"
>Her horn glows and chains wrap around your arms and legs, pulling them taut.
>NMM: “Now I have business to attend to. I’ll be back for you later. Oh, and so you’re not too much of a nuisance this gag should shut you up nicely.”
>A piece of dark blue material wraps around your head and sits in your mouth like a bit.
>NMM: “Until next time, slave.” With that, she teleports away.
>All will to fight has left your body so you give in to the only option you can think of.
>Sleep.

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