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  1. The Dubs Menace 01/25/14(Sat)23:46 UTC-5 No.15909626
  2. Replies: >>15909655 >>15909715 >>15909749 >>15909796 >>15910468
  3.  
  4. Alright, let’s do this shit.
  5.  
  6. >You sit at your computer, browsing /mlp/ as you pet the border collie sitting beside you.
  7. >After glancing over some uninteresting threads, a thread labelled “Story Time!” catches your eye.
  8. >Curious, you open up the thread and quickly read through the options.
  9. >Option 1 seemed rather uninteresting, and the prospect of spending your time with your favorite pony seemed pretty inviting.
  10. >Suddenly, there was a loud knock at your door, causing you to jump in your seat and your companion to charge the door, barking at whatever could be on the other side.
  11. “Strange, nobody ever comes out here.”
  12. >You rise from your comfortable chair and quickly approach the door. Mindful of the baseball bat sitting against the wall beside you, you cautiously open the door.
  13. >Nobody was there, much to your confusion.
  14. >You glance down and spot a large, dirty sack lying on your front doorstep, your dog cautiously sniffing at it.
  15. “I don't recall ordering anything…”
  16. >You shrug. Free shit is best shit.
  17. >You grab the sack and lift it over your shoulders, struggling to carry it’s weight despite the fact you've built up quite a bit of muscle from logging in the woods surrounding your cabin.
  18. >Walking into the living room, your faithful companion in tow, you carefully place the sack down on the floor.
  19. >After retrieving your handy dandy Ka-Bar from your desk, you begin cutting away at the ropes.
  20. >A few moments later, the ropes give, and you tear them away from the sack, cautiously opening it.
  21. >Your eyes widened as you took in what was inside the sack.
  22. >There, lying in the middle of the sack, was a pony.
  23. >But not just any pony, but the lunar princess herself.
  24. >Princess Luna.
  25. ”Well I’ll be damned…”
  26.  
  27. What do, /mlp/?
  28.  
  29. The Dubs Menace 01/26/14(Sun)00:28 UTC-5 No.15910468
  30. Replies: >>15910525
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  32. >>15909626 #
  33. >>15909715 #
  34. >>15909749 #
  35. >>15909796 #
  36. >Placing aside your blade and pushing away your collie, who decided it was a good idea to aggressively lick the cheek of blue alicorn in front of you, you check the princess for any wounds that might need patching up.
  37. >There was a nasty bump on the back of her head, but it didn’t look bad enough to cause a concussion or anything like that.
  38. >Besides that, there were only a few scratches and bruises. Whoever did this to her must have caught her off guard.
  39. >You pet the head of your dog, who is sitting obediently beside you and eyeing the pony curiously, before wrapping your arms around the unconscious alicorn and lifting her up to your shoulders.
  40. >You fireman carry the mare to your bedroom and place her in your bed.
  41. >After covering the princess in a blanket, you make your way into your kitchen and open your fridge to check to see how much pony friendly food was inside.
  42. >There were plenty of vegetables and some fruits, as well as some bread, milk, and other foods. Should be enough to feed a hungry alicorn.
  43. >You close the fridge and grab an ice pack from the freezer, before making your way out of kitchen.
  44. >As you start making your way back towards your room, you pass by your computer and notice 4chan still up on the monitor.
  45. >A pang of guilt hit you, knowing that you were responsible for tearing this pony away from her home. Sure, it’d be nice having someone to talk to besides anonymous people on the internet for the first time in several years, but the knowledge that you just stole everything Luna knew away from her would likely haunt you forever. Her old life, her friends, her dear sister, everything gone.
  46. >Your thoughts are interrupted as you hear a bark from your bedroom. You exit the browser and start to walk towards your bedroom.
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  50. The Dubs Menace 01/26/14(Sun)00:30 UTC-5 No.15910525
  51. Replies: >>15910562 >>15910607 >>15910650 >>15911217
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  53. >>15910468 #
  54. >You can see your collie, standing at the edge of the hallway and staring at something.
  55. “What is it, girl?”
  56. >You enter the room and look where the dog is looking, to see a certain blue alicorn has awaken, standing at the edge of your bed and rubbing the bump at the back of her head.
  57. “Glad to see you’re awake. Are you feeling-”
  58. >Her head immediately shoots towards you, her eyes full of malice and anger.
  59. >She aims her horn at you, it glowing an ominous dark blue.
  60. “FUCK!”
  61. >You drop the ice pack you’re holding and dive back into your hallway, just in time to dodge the magical bolt she sent your way.
  62. >"YOU DARE KIDNAP ME?! LOWLY APE! YOU SHALL FEEL THE FULL WRATH OF THE PRINCESS OF THE NIGHT!"
  63.  
  64. What's your advice, /mlp/?
  65.  
  66. (2/2)
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  68. The Dubs Menace 01/26/14(Sun)01:03 UTC-5 No.15911217
  69. Replies: >>15911844
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  71. >>15910525 #
  72. >>15910562 #
  73. >>15910607 #
  74. >>15910650 #
  75.  
  76. >You whistle to your faithful companion to come to you, who obediently runs out of danger and towards you.
  77. “HEY, I DIDN’T KIDNAP-”
  78. >Another magic bolt is fired towards the doorway, impacting against the nearby wall.
  79. >Seems diplomacy won’t work.
  80. >Your mind flashes to the Mosin Nagant hidden in a closet down the hall, but you quickly dismiss that idea. You’d probably react the same way if you were in her shoes… or whatever the pony version of that is.
  81. >With only one option left, you charge out of cover and towards the princess.
  82. >She charges up another spell, but you get to her before she’s able to kill you. The spell still fires off though, and hits the ceiling above you.
  83. >Putting all of your weight into your tackle, you force the mare down the ground and into a pin.
  84. >She struggles and almost breaks your pin.
  85. >Sadly for her, you lift and cut down trees for a living.
  86. >”Let me go, you mongrel!”
  87. “Ask nicely.”
  88. >”I’d never grace you with manners, beast!”
  89. “Ouch. Are the insults really necessary?”
  90. >”YOU KIDNAPPED ME!”
  91. “But I didn’t kidnap you! I just found you on my doorstep! Honest to God.”
  92. >The mare momentarily ceased her struggling and look up at you.
  93. >”How can I trust you?”
  94. “Good question. However, if I kidnapped you, why am I letting you sleep in my bed and why am I patching up your wounds? Doesn't sounds like something a kidnapper would do, does it?”
  95. >The princess thought this over for a few moments.
  96. >”I… I guess not.”
  97. >Feeling there was no longer a threat of you being vaporized, you released the princess from your pin and helped her off the floor.
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  101. The Dubs Menace 01/26/14(Sun)01:34 UTC-5 No.15911844
  102. Replies: >>15911867 >>15911887 >>15911890
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  104. >>15911217 #
  105. “Are you okay? I hope I didn’t hurt you.”
  106. >”No, I believe I’m fine. Though my head is killing me.”
  107. “Here, put this on that bump. It’ll numb it and keep down the swelling.”
  108. >You pick up the discarded ice pack and hand it to the princess, who plucks it from your hand with her telekinesis and places it against her head.
  109. >”Thank you… my apologies for attacking you. It was a rash decision on my part.”
  110. “Don’t worry about it, I would have done the same thing in your place… though I am a bit ticked about the damage you caused to the cabin my grandfather built with his bare hands.”
  111. >She looks mortified for a couple seconds, but you smile at her and wave it off.
  112. “Forget about it, really. I’m just glad you didn’t hurt me or my dog.”
  113. >Luna looks as if she’s going to say something else, but is interrupted by a loud growl from her stomach.
  114. “Come on, let’s get you something to eat. You must be starved.”
  115. >”I am rather famished.”
  116. >You lead the princess into the kitchen, your faithful companion following at a distance and keeping a suspicious eye on the mare.
  117. >You open the fridge and look around for something to feed Luna. After a few minutes of digging around, you find some leftover pea soup and pull it out.
  118. “It might be not worthy of royalty, but it’s better than nothing, right?”
  119. >Luna nodded, eyeing the soup hungrily.
  120. >You toss it in the microwave for a minute. Upon it finishing warming up, you retrieve it from microwave and toss in a pinch of white pepper for some added flavor.
  121. >You grab a spoon and bring it over to the table, placing it down and pulling the chair out for the princess, who hops up onto it and tries to make herself comfortable.
  122. >She glances at the spoon for a second, but instead picks up the bowl and starts drinking the soup out of it.
  123. >Within a few short moments, the soup is completely gone, and the princess looks satisfied with her meal. Score one for Anon.
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  127. The Dubs Menace 01/26/14(Sun)01:37 UTC-5 No.15911887
  128. Replies: >>15911976 >>15912006
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  130. >>15911844 #
  131. >”Thank you…"
  132. >The princess paused awkwardly, as if trying to remember something.
  133. >"Um... I actually never caught your name. What was it?”
  134. “Anonymous, though you may call me Anon if you like.”
  135. >”Anonymous… a peculiar name. Well Anon, I am Luna. Princess of the Night, Guardian of Dreams…”
  136. >As the princess goes through all of the titles that have been bestowed upon her over the years, you hold back the temptation to tell her that you already knew who she was. But he had a feeling that wouldn’t turn out very well. He’d tell her when she was ready.
  137. >”...and the Booty Dancing Champion of Equestria, 2012.”
  138. >You nod.
  139. “I see…”
  140. >”So, Anon, I must ask. Just where in Equestria am I?”
  141. >Shit.
  142.  
  143. Wat do /mlp/?
  144.  
  145. The Dubs Menace 01/26/14(Sun)20:48 UTC-5 No.15928919
  146. Replies: >>15928937
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  148. >>15911887 #
  149. >>15911976 #
  150. >>15912006 #
  151. >Your palms are sweaty
  152. >Knees weak
  153. >Arms are heavy
  154. >You didn't vomit on your sweater yet, but there was plenty of spaghetti leaking out of your pockets.
  155. "I... well..."
  156. >God damn, if your pockets leak any more spaghetti both you and the princess are going to drown in it.
  157. >Clearing your throat, you do your best to organize the hundreds of thoughts going through your head right now into a coherent sentence.
  158. “You’re not in Equestria anymore, Dorothy.”
  159. >Luna eyed you quizzically, though you couldn’t tell if it was because of the reference or the fact she wasn’t in Equestria.
  160. “You’re on Earth. I don’t know where Equestria is, but it’s not on this planet. It might not even be in this universe, or even this dimension.”
  161. >The princess remained stoic, but her eyes betrayed her. What you had said struck her like a bullet.
  162. >Perhaps you said too much.
  163. >”I… I see.”
  164. >She sighed.
  165. >”I feel like I need some time alone… is there anywhere I could sit and just think?”
  166. “Feel free to use my room. I’ll just sleep on the couch.”
  167. >She nods and cracks a smile at you.
  168. >”Thank you, Anon. I bid you a good evening.”
  169. “Any time…”
  170. >She dismounted her chair and pushed it back in place with her telekinesis.
  171. “...and hey, if you need somebody to talk to, I’m here for you.”
  172. >The princess glanced over her shoulder at you.
  173. >”Thank you, Anon. I appreciate the offer.”
  174. >With that, the mare walked out of the room. You heard your bedroom door softly close moments later.
  175. >You sighed heavily, knowing what type of emotions must be running through her head.
  176. >The guilt you felt earlier returned once again to haunt you. She’d never be here if it wasn’t for your idiot mistakes.”
  177. >With yet another sigh, you move into the living room, turn on the TV, and sit on your couch. You decide the best move would be to give Luna her space, then check on her later.
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  179. The Dubs Menace 01/27/14(Mon)23:04 UTC-5 No.15952359
  180. Replies: >>15952487 >>15956499
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  182. >>15952059 #
  183. >After a few hours of watching the TV, you find that there is nothing else interesting on air.
  184. >You briefly consider doing a little bit of lurking on /mlp/ before heading off to bed, but decide that it’d be best to not risk Luna seeing the truth, or worse, why she is here.
  185. >”You really shouldn’t have entered that thread..”
  186. >Startled by this voice, you glance towards the source of the voice and spot a woman with long, dark hair and wearing an elegant blue dress leaning over your couch, glaring at you.
  187. “I was wondering when you were going to show up, Serina.”
  188. >”Don’t try to change the subject on me.”
  189. “You know just what’s going on in my head. I feel horrible about this. I took away everything from you just because I wanted my waifu.”
  190. >You sigh and shake your head.
  191. “Besides… how was I supposed to know that it was going to work?”
  192. >”You didn’t, but you never know what kind of trouble you might run into if you aren’t careful.”
  193. >You glare at the woman.
  194. “Well excuse me for not thinking that there was a chance that I would end up finding a character from a cartoon on my front doorstep!”
  195. >She threw her hands up defensively.
  196. >”Easy Anon, easy. Don’t want your guest to hear you. Besides, what happened doesn’t matter. Right now you have a princess who was taken from her home in your room in need of comfort, and you’re the only one who can deliver.”
  197. >You frown and look away from her, thinking this through. After a few moments, you come to a conclusion.
  198. “You’re right… nobody was there for me when I needed help, and I’ll be damned if I left somebody to suffer.”
  199. >You turn to where she was before, but find nothing there.
  200. “Thanks for leaving before I could finish, Serina, as usual…”
  201. >Rising from the couch, you walk out of the living and start making your way towards your room, mentally preparing yourself for what’s to come.
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  203. The Dubs Menace 01/28/14(Tue)03:54 UTC-5 No.15956499
  204. Replies: >>15956542 >>15957679
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  206. >>15952359 #
  207. >>15952487 #
  208. >As you approach your bedroom door, you hear a faint noise coming from inside.
  209. >Curious, you put your ear up against the door and listen carefully.
  210. >On the other end, you’re able to make out the sound of light sobbing of the rooms occupant.
  211. >You sigh. You know she said she wanted to be alone, but…
  212. >Fuck it. Serina’s right. She needs someone to comfort her and you know it.
  213. >You reach down, turn the door handle, and open the door, preparing for whatever is on the other side of the door.
  214. >Looking around the room, you find Luna lying on your bed, crying to herself. Evidently, she didn’t notice you enter the room.
  215. >Or perhaps she just didn’t care. You weren’t sure which.
  216. >You slowly approach the princess and sit beside her, reaching over and combing your fingers through her mane in an effort to comfort her.
  217. >She flinched at your touch, her sobs stopping as you continued to comfort her.
  218. >The two of you sat there is silence, the only sounds in the room being your breathing and the occasional sniffle from the princess.
  219. >”I miss my home, Anon. I miss my sister, my niece, my sister’s apprentice and her friends. I’m even starting to miss my insufferable nephew.”
  220. >You continue to comb your fingers through her mane, listening to her intently.
  221. >”Why did this have to happen to me? I already had everything stolen from me, and I just got it all back. And now I’ve lost everything once more...”
  222. >As the waterworks begin once more, your guilt sprung up once more.
  223. >She would have never been in this situation if it wasn’t for your bullshit.
  224. >Why did you even have to go into that thread? Why couldn’t you have just went on /fit/ and talked about your gains or show off your nugget on /k/ instead?
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  226. The Dubs Menace 01/28/14(Tue)06:19 UTC-5 No.15957679
  227. Replies: >>15957689 >>15957756
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  231. >>15956499 #
  232. >You feel something on your chest, something wet, which shook you out of your thoughts.
  233. >Glancing downwards, you see Luna leaning into you, drenching your shirt with her tears.
  234. “Shhhh… just let it all out.”
  235. >You gently wrap your arms around the mare, holding and caressing her comfortingly
  236. >After a few moments, Luna pulled her head away from your chest and look up at you.
  237. >”W-why… why in the name of tartarus are you doing this? You don’t know me. I attempted to slay you just earlier this day.”
  238. >Your thoughts flashback to your past. There were many horrors in there, things you’ve witnessed and done yourself, things you’d much rather keep forgotten.
  239. “I’ve been through my fair share of shit, Luna. And when I was suffering, crying to myself in my room and contemplating just ending it, nobody was there for me. Nobody picked me up and helped me back on my feet. No one would have given two shits if I one day decided I was going to end it, I’d just become yet another statistic.”
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  242. (check em)
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  245. The Dubs Menace 01/28/14(Tue)06:21 UTC-5 No.15957689
  246. Replies: >>15957696 >>15957756
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  248. >>15957679 #
  249. >You try your best to get your head out of the past, but fail miserably.
  250. “It’s just… nobody cared. At all. I had to find my own way, and in the end, I found myself here. Secluded from humanity with only the company of my dog. All because nobody bothered to ask, ‘Hey Anon, are you feeling okay?’. Nobody told me, ‘Anon, if there is ever anything you need help with, I’m here for you’. The only people who would help me and could understand what I was going through were either long gone or dead, and I was surrounded by people who either didn't care or understand.”
  251. >You take a deep breath, attempting to regain your composure.
  252. “If I let another soul suffer in silence without trying to help, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself. Nobody deserves that, regardless of whether they are a human, pony, or anything else for that matter. Everyone deserves a friend, somebody to watch their back and be there when they are needed. That’s why I’m sitting here, trying to comfort you, and I’m not going anywhere anytime soon.”
  253. >Luna went quiet. Even her crying stopped, just an occasional sniffle.
  254. >You lost track how much time passed, but eventually, the princess spoke up once again.
  255. >”D-did you really mean all of that…?”
  256. “Yes. Every word.”
  257. >”T-thank you, Anon…”
  258. “Alright, I’m getting to leave you be so you can catch some sleep. Good night, Luna.”
  259. >As you were about to get up, the princess beside you latched onto you.
  260. “Wait… I beg of you, stay with me. I don’t want to be alone.”
  261. >You smile, nodding.
  262. “Alright… if you really want me to, I’ll stay with you.”
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  267. The Dubs Menace 01/28/14(Tue)06:22 UTC-5 No.15957696
  268. Replies: >>15957756 >>15960598 >>15963105
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  270. >>15957689 #
  271. >You stay at the princesses side until she eventually falls asleep. You attempt to move away, but Luna is attached to you too tightly for you to go anywhere.
  272. >So you lie back in your bed, your favorite pony lying beside you sleeping peacefully.
  273. >You think over the days events as you slowly fall asleep. Even after everything, you have to admit everything turn out perfectly.
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  277. The Dubs Menace 01/28/14(Tue)16:34 UTC-5 No.15963105
  278. Replies: >>15963135
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  280. >>15957696 #
  281. >>15960598 #
  282. >You awake, the sunlight flooding in through the nearby windows and blinding you.
  283. >Shielding your eyes away from the sun and sitting up, you find you are no longer held prisoner by your guest.
  284. >In fact, she’s no longer in the room.
  285. “Was it… just a dream?”
  286. >You feel a deep sadness inside you as you climb out of your bed and rub the sleep out of your eyes.
  287. >If that was a dream… it was certainly a realistic one.
  288. >Dropping it for now, you make your way out of your room.
  289. >As you walk through the hallway, you smell something… delicious.
  290. >Somebody, or something, was cooking something in your kitchen.
  291. >Stepping up your pace, you close the distance between you and the kitchen in no time and peak around the corner.
  292. >There stood Princess Luna, humming to herself as she flipped a pancake with her magic. Your collie sat nearby, eyeing the already finished pancakes hungrily.
  293. >Somehow, she managed to get her hooves on a ‘kiss the cook’ apron and is now wearing it.
  294. >She looks over to you and smiles.
  295. >”Good morning, Anon. Hungry?”
  296. >Your stomach roars in response, eliciting a giggle from the princess.
  297. “I’ll take that as a yes. It’ll be ready in a few.”
  298. >You nod in confirmation, making your way over to your stereo.
  299. >Bending down, you quickly scan through your CD collection before choosing one of your favorite albums, In Time: The Best of REM.
  300. >You open up the case, put the first CD into the stereo, and press play.
  301. >As REM’s Man on the Moon begins to play, you take a seat at the dining table.
  302. >Moments later, a plate of pancakes are dropped in front of you, and your blue alicorn companion takes a seat beside you with her own plate.
  303. >”I hope you like it, Anon.”
  304. >As you’re about to respond, you’re silenced by a mouthful of pancakes, fed to you by a fork held up by a magical dark blue aura.
  305. >Luna smirks at you slightly as she pulls the fork away.
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  309. The Dubs Menace 01/28/14(Tue)16:36 UTC-5 No.15963135
  310. Replies: >>15963149
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  312. >>15963105 #
  313. >”Like it?”
  314. >You chew, letting your tongue get a good taste of the pancakes before you swallow.
  315. “Damn, these are pretty good.”
  316. >”Thanks Anon. It’s just some recipe I picked up recently.”
  317. >The two of you begin to dig into your breakfast, opting to eat in silence rather than talk.
  318. >Luna decides to wolf down the pancakes in a manner most unbefitting for a princess, and finishes with her meal within a couple minutes. Upon swallowing the last bite, she flashes a coy smirk at you.
  319. >”Slowpoke.”
  320. >You shrug and continue eating.
  321. >As Luna leans back and gets lost in the music, you watch her carefully.
  322. >What if this is just a figment of your imagination? How can you even be sure the mare sitting in front of you is actually real?
  323. >This could just be like in Fight Club. What if you yourself cooked these pancakes and you don’t even remember?
  324. >What if you finally lost it?
  325. >Are you crazy?
  326. >”The idea of somebody on the moon is preposterous.”
  327. >Luna’s comment shakes you out of your thoughts.
  328. “What?”
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  332. The Dubs Menace 01/28/14(Tue)16:37 UTC-5 No.15963149
  333. Replies: >>15964857
  334.  
  335. >>15963135 #
  336. >”Well, it’s not as if you could fly or teleport there.”
  337. >You blink.
  338. “Remind me to show you some of humanities scientific achievements at some point… but right now, I’ve got to head out. People need firewood and those trees aren’t going to chop down themselves.”
  339. >As you stand up and begin to walk away from the table, Luna hops off her chair and trots over to you.
  340. >”May I go with you, Anon? Some fresh air would be nice.”
  341. >You grimace internally, OP’s words passing through your head. If a human spotted her, Luna would be gone, and you’d never see her again.
  342. >Then again… there isn’t a soul for miles, and you sincerely doubt there would be anyone walking around in your neck of the woods. The area is known to have wolves, something you know from first hand experience.
  343. >Still…
  344. “I dunno, Luna. Other humans won’t react as kindly to a talking unicorn with wings as I would. Do you have anyway to disguise yourself? Maybe a cloaking or transformation spell?”
  345. >Luna raises a hoof to her chin and scratches it while she thinks.
  346. >Suddenly, her eyes light up with realization.
  347. >”Oh yeah, I have just the thing!”
  348. “Well, let’s see it.”
  349. >Luna nods confidently, closing her eyes in concentration as her horn alights, glowing a very dark blue.
  350. >Moments later, Luna is obscured by a bright flash, blinding you and forcing you shield your eyes with your hands.
  351. >A few seconds later, the blinding light subsides, and you’re able to see just what Luna did.
  352. >Your face instantly turns beet red as you see what she’s done.
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  354. The Dubs Menace 01/28/14(Tue)18:21 UTC-5 No.15964857
  355. Replies: >>15964900 >>15965071 >>15969821
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  359. >>15963149 #
  360. >Luna had transformed herself into a human woman, with pale white skin and long, flowing dark blue hair, reminding you quite a bit of Serina.
  361. >Somehow she managed to get every detail of a human female’s anatomy down by the books.
  362. >Every detail.
  363. >Including the nice supple breasts you currently find yourself staring at.
  364. >Luna giggles at your reaction and twirls a finger in her hair.
  365. >”Do you like what you see, Anon?”
  366. >She does a little spin for you, showing off the rest of her body.
  367. >Fucking tease.
  368. “Y-you…”
  369. >God dammit, get your spaghetti under control.
  370. >You clear your throat and do your best to regain some composure.
  371. “You l-look ravishing.”
  372. >Luna smirks before she dropped her disguise and returned to normal.
  373. >”I’m glad you like it.”
  374. >You smile.
  375. “Though, you’re going to need some clothes. As much as I enjoyed the view, it’s a disguise to fool people, not to tease me.”
  376. >”Aww… that’s no fun.”
  377. >She transforms once more, only this time she is wearing a pair of faded jeans, some well worn khaki boots that remind you of the ones you used to wear, and a gray parka.
  378. “Perfect, let me go get ready real quick and we can head out.”
  379. >The princess nods before dropping her disguise and flopping onto the couch. You rush into your room and close the door behind you and begin to get ready.
  380.  
  381. (pic related, closest thing I could find to how Luna looks in disguise)
  382.  
  383. The Dubs Menace 01/28/14(Tue)22:41 UTC-5 No.15969821
  384. Replies: >>15969870
  385.  
  386. >>15964857 #
  387. >Your collie was the first one to rush out the front door as you walked out, wearing the worn down all weather Crye pants and softshell jacket you typically wear when working out in the woods.
  388. >In your hands you held a tennis ball and an axe, and slung over your shoulder was an AR, just in case the wolves didn’t learn their lesson the last time you and them tangled.
  389. >You glanced around real quick to make sure nobody was around, before ushering Luna outside.
  390. >She tentatively trotted outside and took in her surroundings, before taking a deep breath of the fresh air and sending a smile your way.
  391. >”It’s certainly nice to get some fresh air.”
  392. “That’s what I love about living out here. Fresh air, no light pollution, nothing I had to deal with in previous areas I lived in.”
  393. >You toss the tennis ball you’re holding down your driveway, which your faithful companion quickly chases after.
  394. “I’m just glad you decided to show up when I moved out here instead of back then. I don’t think would have had a lot of fun being stuck inside all day.”
  395. >You dog comes sprinting back to you and places the ball in your hand. You give her an affectionate pet before dropping the ball in your pocket.
  396. >”With a will, there’s a way, Anon. I could’ve used the transformation spell to go where I please if I truly wished to.”
  397. “True.”
  398. >You walk over to your truck, a 2009 Ford F-150, open up the back and help your dog into the back. Once she’s secure, you close up the back and open up passenger seat for Luna.
  399. >”What is this thing?”
  400. “It’s a truck.”
  401. >”A truck?”
  402. “You’ll see.”
  403.  
  404. The Dubs Menace 01/28/14(Tue)22:43 UTC-5 No.15969870
  405. Replies: >>15970060 >>15970195 >>15972899
  406.  
  407. >>15969821 #
  408. >Luna shrugged and examined her seat for a couple moments. Apparently deciding that the seat would be too uncomfortable and difficult to sit in as a pony, she performed her transformation spell and climbed into the front cab.
  409. >Closing the passenger side door behind her, you run around to the driver side door and hop in.
  410. >You turn the ignition key and start up the engine, which roared to life not a second later.
  411. >Pressing down on the pedal, the truck lurched forward and began to propel itself down the road that lead up to your cabin.
  412. >You glance over to Luna, expecting her to either be freaking out or impressed by this technological miracle, but find her just glancing at you strangely.
  413. >”What?”
  414. “Nothing, I was just expecting a different reaction.”
  415. >Luna shrugged slightly and leaned back in chair.
  416. >”There are automated chariots in Equestria as well. Not nearly as advanced as this, but it’s nothing new to me.”
  417. >You nod, switching on your car’s CD player, loading up your copy of Rush’s Hemisphere’s and opting to pay attention to the road.
  418.  
  419. The Dubs Menace 01/29/14(Wed)01:18 UTC-5 No.15972899
  420. Replies: >>15972910 >>15972942 >>15978965
  421.  
  422. >>15969870 #
  423. >Several moments later, you pull up to your favorite spot, Rush blasting out of your windows.
  424. >Your spot was a tiny clearing, maybe a little bigger than your front lawn, giving you just enough room to maneuver and play catch with your dog if she’s with you.
  425. >You climb out the truck, your axe in hand, as you walk around the back and let your border collie out.
  426. >You hear the passenger side door open and close, and up trots Luna, back in her original form.
  427. “It’s going to be a couple hours before I’m finished. Once I am, we can head into town, drop off the fruits of my labor, and then grab some show. Think you can keep that disguise up the entire time?”
  428. >Luna smirked at you.
  429. >”You seriously underestimate my power, Anon. I’ll be fine.”
  430. >You chuckle and give her an affectionate pat on the head.
  431. “Alright, I’ll take your word for it. You can play with Fiona here until I get finished, and remember to stay hidden.”
  432. >”Yes daddy~”
  433. >You roll your eyes at her antics and toss the tennis ball to her, before grabbing your rifle and slinging it over your shoulder.
  434. “I’ll be close, give me a shout if you need anything.”
  435. >She nodded, holding the ball up for your dog to see before tossing it across the clearing. You begin to make your into the forest, satisfied that Luna had been properly distracted.
  436.  
  437. The Dubs Menace 01/29/14(Wed)12:46 UTC-5 No.15978965
  438. Replies: >>15979700
  439.  
  440. >>15972942 #
  441. >>15972899 #
  442. >It had been a good couples hours, and the truck was nearly loaded up with wood.
  443. >With Metallica blasting from the iPod in your pocket, you hacked and chopped at your final tree.
  444. >You paused and wiped the sweat off your brow as the tree gives way and falls to it’s side.
  445. >You begin to approach the fallen tree, but you stop dead in your tracks as you hear a howl in the distance, followed by barking back at the clearing.
  446. “Great…”
  447. >You turn on your heel and start jogging back to camp at a brisk pace.
  448. >As you are making you way back, you hear more howling from the woods all around you, and the barking up head intensified with each howl.
  449. >You break into the opening, spotting a concerned Luna walking the foods and Fiona runs back and forth, growling and barking at the surrounding trees.
  450. >She looks your way and spots you, before galloping over to you.
  451. >”Anon, what’s up with Fiona?”
  452. “No time. Get in the truck.”
  453. >You toss your axe into the back of your truck and unsling your rifle, as Luna trots past you and climbs into the passenger seat.
  454. >Fiona is still going nuts, barking and growling at the surrounding forest. You back up to the drivers side down, open it, and whistle to your dog. She raises her head and looks in your direction, before quickly sprinting over to you and hopping up into the front cab.
  455. >Hearing another howl, this time much closer, you turn around with your AR at the ready.
  456. >Standing at the edge of the clearing was a single wolf, watching you.
  457. >You back up towards the driver side door, keeping your AR trained on the wolf, before climbing in and hastily turning your ignition.
  458. >Your engine roars to life, and immediately put the pedal to the metal.
  459. >As your F-150 accelerates away, you see the lone wolf falling back into the forest.
  460. “Looks like I’m not going back to my favorite spot…”
  461.  
  462. >>
  463. The Dubs Menace 01/29/14(Wed)13:49 UTC-5 No.15979700
  464. Replies: >>15979716 >>15979741 >>15979761 >>15980464
  465.  
  466. >>15978965 #
  467. >You sigh, and look over to Luna, who had already transformed into her disguise and was busy messing with the seatbelt.
  468. “Are you okay?”
  469. >She manages to click her seatbelt into place and looks up at you.
  470. >”Do you really believe anything could get a drop on me? I don’t think so.”
  471. >She sent a pleasant smile your way and rubbed your arm reassuringly.
  472. >“I’m fine, Anon.”
  473. >Her face turned to one of concern.
  474. >”Are you okay, Anon? What was that back there?”
  475. “Yeah, I’m fine… our area is home to one of thirteen estimated wolf packs in the state. They typically don’t give me trouble… but…”
  476. >You shrug.
  477. “It doesn’t matter. As long as you’re safe and in one piece. Let’s just go drop off the wood, grab some lunch, and go home.”
  478. >A beastly growl erupts from Luna’s stomach at this.
  479. >”I am rather famished. Let’s get this done quick, shall we?”
  480. >You nod, turning your attention back to driving.
  481.  
  482. The Dubs Menace Wed Jan 29 14:49:10 2014 No.15980476
  483. Quoted by: >>15982471 >>15986193
  484.  
  485. >>15980464
  486. >You gently pull Luna off of you, who frowns and sticks her tongue at you, before you approach Jim and the wood.
  487. “The wolves are back, Jim. They were there, stalking us. I would have risked it and stuck around to get the last tree loaded… but…”
  488. >You gaze back to Luna, who is sitting on the corner scratching your faithful canine companion behind her ears. She notices your gaze and sends a smile your way, which you return.
  489. >Jim notices your gaze.
  490. >”I see… don’t worry about it, Anon. We have plenty leftover from your last dropoff. I’m just glad you guys are safe.
  491. >He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his wallet. He opens it and pulls out a single hundred dollars, your usual payment for a truckful of wood. He then pulls out another hundred dollar bill and places it in your hand.
  492. >”Here, for your troubles. Go and take her out somewhere nice with it. Just do me a favor and don’t let my misses know about the extra hundred.”
  493. “Thanks Jim, you’re a real pal.”
  494. >He slaps your back heartily.
  495. >”Go grab some lunch. Me and my boys can handle unloading your truck.”
  496. “You sure?”
  497. >”Positive. Get out of here.”
  498. >You smile at him, before walking away from him and over to Luna.
  499. “Hey Luna?”
  500. >She looks up at you.
  501. “Let’s go put Fiona in the truck and grab some lunch.”
  502. >”Thank the stars {corrected from Faust}, I thought I was going to starve.”
  503.  
  504. The Dubs Menace Wed Jan 29 19:57:04 2014 No.15986193
  505. Quoted by: >>15986229
  506.  
  507. >>15980476
  508. >After putting Fiona back in the truck, you and Luna walked down the street. Though you were tempted to take Luna out somewhere nice like Jim suggested, the only fancy restaurant that was walking distance was a steakhouse, and you had no idea how Luna would react if you took her to one.
  509. >Instead, you opt to take her to a Subway. At least they had plenty of vegetable items.
  510. >The place was basically empty, as you were lucky enough to miss the lunch rush. There was only a rather bored looking sandwich artist manning the front.
  511. >You quickly order and pay for your meals and lead Luna out of the restaurant, sitting with her at one of outside tables.
  512. >Eagerly unwrapping your sandwich, a twelve inch flatbread with black forest ham, bacon, avocado, misc vegetables, and chipotle dressing, and take a large bite out of it.
  513. >Luna opted out of a sandwich, instead getting a salad with Italian dressing.
  514. >You were genuinely surprised by Luna’s lack of reaction when she saw they served meat. Which works for you, since you have a steak that you were holding off on eating.
  515. >The two of you eat in since, to focused on eating to engage in conversation.
  516. >You quickly finish off your sub, ball up your trash, and toss it in a nearby trash can, before leaning back in your chair and casually sipping at your coke.
  517. >Luna stops picking at her salad and looks curiously at your drink.
  518. >”What is that black liquid you’re drinking?”
  519. “This? It’s coca-cola. You want to try some?”
  520. >”Sure!"
  521.  
  522. >> The Dubs Menace Wed Jan 29 19:59:19 2014 No.15986229
  523. Quoted by: >>15986296 >>15992673
  524.  
  525. >>15986193
  526. >You hand the bottle over to the princess, who quickly snatches it and brings it up to her lips, taking a small sip.
  527. >She swishes the liquid around in her mouth a bit, getting a good taste of it.
  528. >Suddenly, she brings the bottle up to her lips once more and begin chugging it.
  529. “Hey! I said only some!”
  530. >You reached to take the bottle from her, but it was too late. She had already downed the rest of it.
  531. >”This drink… I like it.”
  532. “Yeah, I can tell. Now I have to-”
  533. >”ANOTHER!”
  534. >She raised the bottle over her head and threw it at the ground, causing it to shatter upon impact.
  535. >You groan at her antics, but smile internally.
  536.  
  537. The Dubs Menace Thu Jan 30 01:31:14 2014 No.15992673
  538. Quoted by: >>15992692
  539.  
  540. >>15986296
  541. >>15986229
  542. >After apologizing for Luna’s “accident”, buying a couple new cokes, and discussing better ways to let people know you want another coke than throwing glass bottles at the floor with the princess, you make your way back to your truck.
  543. >The wood has been unloaded by now, Jim’s son’s just finishing taking the last of it into the shop.
  544. >You wave to them before unlocking your truck and climbing into the driver’s side seat. Luna climbed into passenger seat a few seconds after you.
  545. >Turning on your car, you do a quick u-turn and accelerate away.
  546. >You were about halfway home when you spotted the Sheriff’s cruiser hot on your tail in your rearview mirror.
  547. >Curious, you pull to the curb, the cruiser doing so as well.
  548. >As you watch the Sheriff exit his vehicle, you look over to Luna.
  549. “I got this.”
  550. >You turn off your car and roll down your window just as the Sheriff walks up to your window.
  551. “Hey Woody. Did I do something?”
  552. >The Sheriff shook his head.
  553. >”No sir. Just needed to talk.”
  554. >He noticed Luna in passenger seat and examined her with a raised brow.
  555. >”Who’s your friend, Anon?”
  556. “Oh, her name’s Luna.”
  557. >”I’m his girlfriend.”
  558. >She wrapped an arm around your shoulder and sent a heart warming smile your way.
  559. >”Are you new in town, miss?”
  560. >The princess nodded.
  561. >”Where from?”
  562. >You took this time to step in.
  563. “She’s from San Francisco. We had a long-distance thing going for a bit, and we decided that she should move in with us.”
  564. >”Is that so?”
  565. >”Yes.”
  566. >The Sheriff shrugged.
  567. >”Anon, could you step out of the vehicle so we can talk?”
  568. “Sure.”
  569.  
  570. >> The Dubs Menace Thu Jan 30 01:32:05 2014 No.15992692
  571. Quoted by: >>15992803
  572.  
  573. >>15992673
  574. >You slowly open the door and climb out. You follow Woody to his car, where he stop and faces you.
  575. >”Jim called and told me about your close encounter today, Anon. I know you can handle yourself, but I want you to take your logging somewhere else. Closer to home. I don’t need any animal rights activists breathing down your neck, or worse, you becoming some wolfe's lunch. We clear?”
  576. “Crystal, sir.”
  577. >He nodded, satisfied with your answer.
  578. >”Also, we’re still looking for new deputies, Anon. My offer still stands. We could use someone with your experience.”
  579. >You shake your head no.
  580. “I appreciate the offer, Woody. But for now, I can’t do it. But I’ll still think about it, alright?”
  581. >”Alright brother. Stay safe.”
  582. >With that, he turned around and hopped back into his cruiser. You make your way back to your truck and climb into the drivers seat in time for Woody to pass by you and send a friendly honk your way. You return it, before putting on your seat belt, turning on your truck, and continuing your journey home.
  583.  
  584. The Dubs Menace  01/30/14(Thu)14:50 UTC-5 No.15999688Replies: >>15999737 >>15999790 >>16000518
  585. >After a half an hour more of driving, you finally made it back home. Luna jumped out of your truck and dropped her disguise.
  586. >“I’ll meet you inside, Anon!”
  587. “Alright Luna. See you in there.”
  588. >You watch her make her way into your house with your dog in tow, before grabbing your rifle and slinging it over your shoulder.
  589. >Grabbing your axe, you start make your way into the house, but stop dead in your tracks.
  590. >You’re being watched, you can feel it.
  591. >You turn around, watching the forest carefully.
  592. >You swear you can see something moving around in the trees.
  593. >Are you going insane?
  594. >Is it the wolves?
  595. >Or is it something else…?
  596. >You shrug it off. If there is something in there, it can't possibly do you any harm.
  597. >You turn back around and make your way into the house.
  598.  
  599. The Dubs Menace  01/30/14(Thu)15:31 UTC-5 No.16000518Replies: >>16000593 >>16000594 >>16000646 >>16000993 >>16001020
  600. >>15999688
  601. >You enter your humble abode, placing your rifle and axe in a closet adjacent to the front door.
  602. >Walking into the dining room, you find Luna has her head buried in the fridge.
  603. “What are you doing, Luna?”
  604. >She keeps her head buried in the fridge as she digs around.
  605. >”Getting the needed ingredients for the dinner I’m making.”
  606. “You don’t need to cook, Luna. I can handle it if you want.”
  607. >This time, she takes her head out of the fridge and faces you with a smile.
  608. >”I appreciate it, Anon. But you took me into your home and comforted me in my time of need, asking for nothing in return. I have a debt to you, and if it means putting my culinary talents to use, so be it.”
  609. >She suddenly blushes as she thinks.
  610. >”Besides… it was the only appropriate way I could think of repaying my debt.”
  611. >Before you could protest any more, she buried her head into the fridge once more.
  612. >You shrug. There were worst things you could think of than an alicorn princess cooking for you.
  613. “Thanks Lu-”
  614. >It was then you noticed Luna’s flank sticking up in the air, swaying back and forth ever so slightly.
  615. >You were staring at her ass and it was staring right back at you.
  616. >You bite your bottom lip, tempted to put on a pair of sunglasses and exclaim to the world just how fine da booty is.
  617. >There’s only one thing you can do. The temptation was too much to bear.
  618. >You raise a hand up, and swat her flank.
  619.  
  620. The Dubs Menace  01/30/14(Thu)16:10 UTC-5 No.16000993Replies: >>16001020 >>16001093 >>16001175
  621. >>16000518
  622. >You hear a sharp gasp come from the fridge.
  623. >What the fuck have you brought upon yourself?
  624. >You begin to back away slowly as Luna pulls her head out of the fridge, her cheeks turned a deep scarlet.
  625. >”Anon… did you just…”
  626. >You nod slowly, backing against a wall.
  627. >A smirk spreads across the princesses face.
  628. >You’re doomed.
  629. >You get the feeling you’re literally about to be royally fucked.
  630. “Luna… I…”
  631. >The princess began to advance on you slowly. You look around for an exit, find the exit out of the dining room clear, and make a break for it.
  632. >NOPE!
  633. >You find yourself lifted into the air by a dark aura, unable to move any of your limbs.
  634. “No fair using magic!”
  635. >Luna drops you before her, ending your protests.
  636. >Once again, you find yourself looking for a way to escape, but find that you are trapped in a corner.
  637. >Perhaps you could tackle her like you did during your first encounter with her.
  638. >”You know Anon… it’s rude to take advantage of a mare when she’s distracted.”
  639. >You attempt to get up, but you’re forced back down onto the ground.
  640. >She leans down, and you now find yourself nose-to-nose with the princess of the night.
  641. >You’ve seen and been through some shit. Shit that no person should have to go through.
  642. >You’ve experienced fear before, but never before have your feared something like you are fearing Luna right now.
  643. “Have mercy…”
  644. >She smirks at your pitiful begging.
  645. >”Mercy? You shall have none of that.”
  646. >You gulp.
  647. “What are you going to do to me?”
  648. >”Watch.”
  649. >She licks her chops, like a predator about to make a final strike on it’s prey, and moves in.
  650. >Your eyes widen as you feel something brush against your lips, and something warm and wet invade your mouth.
  651. >The princess of the night had just kissed you.
  652.  
  653. The Dubs Menace  01/30/14(Thu)16:24 UTC-5 No.16001175Replies: >>16001572
  654. >>16000993
  655. >She pulls away from you, a single string of saliva still connecting you two.
  656. >You sat there, mouth agape.
  657. >You attempt to speak, but only a jumbled up collection of words spill out.
  658. >Luna had just rendered you mentally retarded.
  659. >She smirks at your reaction and ruffles your hair with a hoof.
  660. >”You’re small time, Anon.”
  661. “Fuck.”
  662. >She turns around and looks back at you, wiggling her butt at you playfully.
  663. >”You’re going to have to at least buy me a drink first, Anon.”
  664. >With that, she made her way back into the kitchen, leaving you dumbstruck.
  665. “Fucking tease…”
  666.  
  667. The Dubs Menace  01/30/14(Thu)16:56 UTC-5 No.16001572Replies: >>16001591
  668. >>16001175
  669. >After several minutes, you manage to regain your composure enough to stand up and make your way into the living room.
  670. >You sit on the couch and lean back into it, mentally replaying everything that just happened in your head over and over again.
  671. >You just spanked a princess, and in return, she kissed you.
  672. >With tongue.
  673. >Not only that, she put you in your fucking place as well.
  674. >You rub your lips, still feeling her lips up against yours.
  675. >The memory plays back through your head once again, causing you to get butterflies in your stomach.
  676. >Part of you didn’t want to admit it, but your heart was aflutter ever since she kissed you.
  677. “Am I… am I falling for the princess?”
  678. >”I don’t know, are you.”
  679. >The startles you, and for a split second, you thought that Luna had walked in on you talking to yourself, but the dark haired woman lazily sitting beside you on the couch puts your mind to ease.
  680. “Hello, Serina.”
  681. >”You know Anon, I can’t help but feel a little jealous. First you’re ogling her naked form, and now you’re french kissing her.”
  682. >You smile like an idiot as the memories from both of those events pass through your head.
  683. >”I vaguely remember that thread saying that she’d fall in love with you… but honestly I expected her to fall in love with you first. Not the other way around.”
  684. “I-I… I d-don’t-”
  685. >”Save it, Anon. I know you in ways you don’t even know yourself. I have a good feeling that warm you’re feeling in your chest isn’t because you hate Luna.”
  686. >You sigh.
  687. “Alright, alright. You’re right. But I’m out of my element. She’s a princess, and I’m some guy who chops down wood for a living. I don’t have a chance.”
  688.  
  689. The Dubs Menace  01/30/14(Thu)16:57 UTC-5 No.16001591Replies: >>16002000 >>16004270
  690. >>16001572
  691. >Serina facepalmed.
  692. >”You fucking retard. Her status doesn’t mean shit here, and you're literally the only person here she could be with. Your chances are very high, and stop pretending like you don’t know this. You just need to win her heart.”
  693. “Yeah… you’re right… I’ll just have to see what I can do.”
  694. >”Hey Anon, dinner is ready!”
  695. >You glance over to where Serina is, who is now gone, and then over to the clock.
  696. >Forty five minutes have passed.
  697. “Weird…”
  698. >You rise from the couch and make your way into the dining room.
  699.  
  700. The Dubs Menace  01/30/14(Thu)19:35 UTC-5 No.16004270Replies: >>16004315 >>16008419
  701. >>16001591
  702. >You took another greedy bite of the alfredo in front of you. You’ve had a lot of Italian food, considering that your family had a lot of Italian, but God damn, this was the best alfredo you’ve ever had.
  703. >You swallow and smile at the mare sitting across from you.
  704. “This is delicious, Luna! This is the best alfredo I’ve ever tasted.”
  705. >A bashful blush spread across her cheeks as she waved off the compliment.
  706. >”Oh please Anon, this is nothing. Just an old Istalian recipe I picked up.”
  707. “Well, whatever you did with this, it’s amazing.”
  708. >She beams at you.
  709. >Goddamn, that smile could probably end wars if utilized properly.
  710. >That feeling was there again, a burning fire in your heart.
  711. >”Anon, are you alright?”
  712. >You shook yourself out of your thoughts and saw Luna looking at you with a concerned expression. You shot a reassuring smile at the alicorn across from you.
  713. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just spaced out.”
  714. >”Oh, okay.”
  715. >Luna’s smile returned, before she went back to eating. You shrug, and decide to go back to eating as well.
  716.  
  717. The Dubs Menace  01/30/14(Thu)23:26 UTC-5 No.16008419Replies: >>16008439
  718. >>16004270
  719. >>16004315
  720. >After finishing eating, you took the dishes, rinsed away the leftover sauce (while fighting off the temptation to lick the sauce off of them), and placed them in the dishwasher.
  721. >As you close up the dishwasher, an alarm sounds off from your watch.
  722. >You glanced at your watch and noticed it was 1700.
  723. “It’s that time already? Huh.”
  724. >You shrug, grab a couple beers from the fridge, make your way out kitchen, and climb up the stairs leading up to the second story of the house.
  725. >Passing by your home gym and your grandpa’s old room (which you haven’t touched since he passed), you make your out to the balcony.
  726. >It wasn’t much. All there was a worn down sofa covered by an awning and a small coffee table, but it was probably one of your favorite places to chill and unwind at.
  727. >You sit down the sofa and relax, watching the sun slowly set in the West.
  728. >You remember how every summer you’d come up here to stay, and later work with your grandpa. Every day, whether you played around all day or you spent all day making some cash chopping down wood with your grandpa, the two of you would open up a couple of beers, sit back, and watch the sunset.
  729. >Smiling slightly at the memories, you pull out your grandpa’s old bottle opener and open up one beers. You placed the unopen one on your coffee table and held the other one up towards the heavens.
  730. “Here’s to you, you old fart. I have a beer for you incase you decide to come back.”
  731. >You take a sip of your beer and place it down by your feet.
  732. >“Anon?”
  733. >Glancing over your shoulder, you spot Luna standing in the doorway.
  734. >”May I join you?”
  735. >You smile.
  736. “Of course, it’d be nice to have some company up here for once.”
  737. >Luna returned your smile and made her way around the couch, taking a seat in the cushion beside you and leaning against you, a content sigh escaping her lips.
  738. >“You know… I don’t remember the last time I saw the sun set.”
  739.  
  740. The Dubs Menace  01/30/14(Thu)23:27 UTC-5 No.16008439Replies: >>16008453
  741. >>16008419
  742. >You look at Luna with a raised brow.
  743. “Really?”
  744. >”Yeah… back in Equestria, the responsibility of lowering the sun and raising the moon was placed upon me and me alone. From an early age, I performed this duty to the letter… but I was too busy doing the work to actually watch the process.”
  745. >She let out a content sigh.
  746. >”It’s beautiful…”
  747. >The princess stretched out on the sofa and lay her head on your lap. She looked up at you with a coy smile.
  748. >”Anon, I… I just wanted to thank you.”
  749. “For what?”
  750. >”For everything. Despite everything that happened, you accepted me in ways that not even my own kind did.”
  751. >A sad sigh escaped her lips.
  752. >”Not even my own sister accepted me the way you did. Sure, she accepted my numerous tear felt apologies, let me stay in the castle, and let me serve as princess beside her… but there was always something… she never forgot the past, and I’m sure she never truly forgave me.”
  753. >You could feel Luna’s body shudder slightly, and you looked down to see to see several tears running down her cheek. You reach down and wipe away the tears, before gently rubbing her side.
  754. >”Yet, here you are. You took me into your home, let me sleep in your bed, and still allowed me to stay after I almost vaporized you. You’ve stayed up with me and gave me a shoulder to cry on. Even now, you continue to comfort me.”
  755. >She sat up and looked you dead in the eyes.
  756. >”Why Anon? Why are you treating me so well?”
  757.  
  758. The Dubs Menace  01/30/14(Thu)23:28 UTC-5 No.16008453Replies: >>16018418
  759. >>16008439
  760. >You wipe away some fresh tears rolling down the princess’s cheeks and smile at her.
  761. “Because I’ve been there, Luna. And nobody was there for me. Like I said, I’d be damned if I let that happen to somebody, or even somepony else.”
  762. >You feel your cheeks suddenly heat up.
  763. “B-besides… I couldn’t say no to a cute face like that.”
  764. >You could feel your heart drop as the cutest smile you ever did see spread across the princess’s lips. She lurched forward, wrapping her hooves around you and giving you one of the tightest hugs you’ve ever received, only rivalled by the ones your battles gave you years ago.
  765. >All you could do is smile and return it, your heart a flutter as you do so.
  766. >”Thank you, Anon.”
  767. >With an affectionate nuzzle, Luna pulled away from you, her cheeks tinted a light pink.
  768. >”Let’s watch the rest of the sunset, shall we?”
  769. >You nod and lean back in your chair, the mare beside you leaning against you and getting comfortable. The two of you sat there together, watching the sun fall beyond the horizon and watched as the light receded, replaced by the moon’s faint light and darkness.
  770.  
  771. The Dubs Menace  01/31/14(Fri)13:12 UTC-5 No.16018418Replies: >>16018840
  772. >>16008453
  773. >”Checkmate.”
  774. >You groaned as Luna swiped your king off the chessboard with her magic. She smirked cheekily at you, placing the king alongside the other pieces she took.
  775. >”You put up a good fight, Anon. But I was destined to win this.”
  776. “Bullshit, I had you going for a while.”
  777. >”All part of the illusion, Anon. And you fell for it like a foal.”
  778. >You roll your eyes.
  779. “Whatever helps you sleep at night, Luna.”
  780. >At this, Luna brings a hoof up to her mouth and stifles a yawn.
  781. “Tired?”
  782. >”Very.”
  783. >You check your watch and noticed it was 2200.
  784. >That chess game lasted much longer than you expected.
  785. “It’s getting pretty late… I’m going to head to bed.
  786. >”I think I might as well.”
  787. >You rise from your seat and make your way into the living. You walk over to the couch and take a pillow and blanket out of a nearby container, tossing them onto the couch.
  788. >As you remove your shirt and crash onto the couch, Luna trots over to you.
  789. >”You can sleep with me, Anon. This is your home, you need not sleep on the couch.”
  790. “Don’t worry about it, Luna. But I appreciate the offer.”
  791. >Luna’s face turned stern, as if she was talking down to a small child.
  792. >”Anon, I insist. You’re sleeping with me.”
  793. “Well…”
  794. >”Anon… I insist.”
  795. >You throw your hands up in defeat.
  796. “Fine Luna. Fine.”
  797. >A victorious smile spread across her lips.
  798. >”Thought so. I’m going to take a shower, then I’ll join you.”
  799. >You shrug, get up, and begin to make your way to your bedroom.
  800.  
  801. The Dubs Menace  01/31/14(Fri)13:49 UTC-5 No.16018840Replies: >>16019040
  802. >>16018418
  803. >While Luna is using your bathroom, you grab some shorts from your bedroom and make your way up to second story and enter your grandpa’s old bathroom.
  804. >You haven’t really touched this room either, though you have replaced some of your grandpa’s stuff with your own (new toothbrush, plenty of Old Spice, so on and so forth).
  805. >Picking up the barely used toothbrush you keep up here, you quickly rinse the dust off it, place a liberal amount of toothpaste on it, and shove it into your mouth.
  806. >As you brush your teeth, you hear the shower downstairs turn off and Luna climb up the stairs.
  807. >She entered the bathroom, drying her sopping wet mane with a towel, with the help of her telekinesis.
  808. >”Hey Anon, do you have a spare tooth…”
  809. >You raise your brow as she trails off and you glance over to her.
  810. >She’s staring at you with a shocked expression.
  811. >The towel she was holding with her magic drops to the floor.
  812. >”Anon… I…”
  813. >She trots closer to you.
  814. >”What happened to your back…?”
  815. “My back…?”
  816. >You turn around with your back facing the bedroom’s mirror. You look over your shoulder and get a good look at your back, thinking there was a wound on your back you didn’t notice.
  817. >Your face drops as you notice what she was talking about.
  818. >Scar tissue, extending along part of your back and left side of your body.
  819. >Memories of the smell of iron and gunpowder, gunfire and explosions, and hundreds of tiny pieces of metal penetrating your skin flash through your head.
  820. >Your head is pulled out of those dark places as you feel a pair of hooves wrap around your waist.
  821. >”You don’t need to tell me if you don’t want to…”
  822. >Looking down at Luna, you smile reassuringly at her.
  823. “I’m fine, Luna… just some scars from a long time ago.”
  824. >You lean down and gently return the hug.
  825. “Come on, let’s head to bed.”
  826.  
  827. The Dubs Menace  01/31/14(Fri)14:05 UTC-5 No.16019040Replies: >>16020187
  828. >>16018840
  829. >You lie in your bed, a snoring alicorn princess at your side, her hooves wrapped around you and pulling you close to her as if you were a giant teddy bear.
  830. >The thought of just how cute this must look causes a goofy grin to spread across your face.
  831. >You suppose there are worse things than sharing a bed with a princess.
  832. >You just hope that you don’t have a nightmare.
  833. >You turn your body around and embrace Luna as you close your eyes, doing your best to fall asleep.
  834. >Soon enough, you drift away into darkness.
  835.  
  836. The Dubs Menace  01/31/14(Fri)15:20 UTC-5 No.16020187Replies: >>16020354 >>16020629 >>16021463
  837. >>16019040
  838. >”Anon, get the fuck up.”
  839. >Your eyes flutter open and you examined your surroundings.
  840. >You find you are no longer in your home, but instead of a hot, dusty building.
  841. >Somebody begins snapping their fingers in your face.
  842. >”Earth to Anon! Hello?!”
  843. >You look over at the source of the voice, and find an irritated man in dusty, faded fatigues staring you down.
  844. >You dig deep into your name and pull up his name. Joseph Stone.
  845. “What’s up, Stone?”
  846. >”On your feet and get your shit ready. We got a briefing in ten minutes.”
  847. “Right. I’ll see you there, Stone.”
  848. >He nods and makes his way out of your barracks. You examine the other bunks as you don your combat shirt, finding that you’re the only one still inside.
  849. >Figures. You really need to work on your punctionatility.
  850. >Or those assholes need to help you get up.
  851. >You shrug on your plate carrier and tighten it up, before grabbing your rifle and making your way out of the barracks.
  852. >”INCOMING!”
  853. >Before you could react, a nearby half-track exploded, the force of the explosion knocking you off your feet.
  854.  
  855. The Dubs Menace  01/31/14(Fri)16:35 UTC-5 No.16021463Replies: >>16021480
  856. >>16020187
  857. >>16020354
  858. >>16020629
  859. >You awaken, completely drenched in sweat.
  860. >You’re back in your house, wrapped up in the hooves of the only real friend you’ve had in years.
  861. >You did your best to get a hold of your labored breathing and sat up, looking at the digital clock beside your bed.
  862. >It was 0630, way earlier than when you would typically get up at.
  863. >You sighed. You needed a drink, badly.
  864. >Was it too early for one?
  865. >You didn’t give a shit.
  866. >You rolled out of your bed and walked out of the bedroom, down the hall, and into the kitchen
  867. >You opened up your liquor cabinet and grabbed a half-drunk bottle of scotch that your grandpa left behind, plus a single glass.
  868. >Tossing in a couple of cubes of ice, you pour in the scotch until the glass is half full.
  869. >You make your way into the living room and take a seat at your couch, shakily raising the glass to your lips and choking down a mouthful.
  870. >You look to your left, expecting a condescending bitch to be looking right back at you, but find nothing.
  871. >As you finish off the rest of your scotch, you hear something walk into the living room.
  872. >You pay it no mind, placing your empty glass aside and staring up at the ceiling.
  873. >Something lies down on the couch beside you, and you feel a pressure on your lap.
  874. >”Anon? Are you alright?”
  875. >You take your attention away from the ceiling and look down, finding Luna lying beside you, her head resting on your lap.
  876. “Yeah… I’m fine.”
  877. >”Are you sure? I’m here for you, Anon. You helped me out, and I intend to do the same.”
  878. >You wave it off.
  879. “I appreciate it, Luna, but you wouldn’t understand. Nobody does.”
  880. >”You’d be surprised, Anon. I’ve been through a lot in my long life. I might understand more than you think.”
  881. >She sat up and gave you a comforting nuzzle, before hopping off the couch.
  882. >”I’m going to go make breakfast.”
  883. >>
  884.  The Dubs Menace  01/31/14(Fri)16:37 UTC-5 No.16021480Replies: >>16026265
  885. >>16021463
  886. >Luna began to walk into the kitchen, but paused and looked over her shoulder at you with a smile.
  887. >”And if you ever need anything, let me know.”
  888.  
  889. The Dubs Menace  01/31/14(Fri)21:52 UTC-5 No.16026265Replies: >>16032636
  890. >>16021480
  891. >You were called into dining room about twenty minutes later, and was welcomed by a plate of eggs, hash browns, grilled tomatoes, sauteed mushrooms, and biscuits, as well as a smiling a princess.
  892. >Your stomach roared at the sight of food, and seeing that smile made you forgot your dreams for a few moments, your heart fluttering ever so slightly.
  893. >You became aware that your mouth was watering ever so slightly, so you lick away the saliva forming at the corners of your mouth and take your seat.
  894. “Damn, this looks delicious.”
  895. >Luna’s smile widened a bit.
  896. >”I did the best I could. I hope you enjoy it.”
  897. >You pick up your fork and stab it into one of the tomatoes, before shoveling it into your mouth.
  898. >Your eyes widened as an orgy of flavors exploded in your mouth.
  899. >These were the best grilled tomatoes you’ve ever had.
  900. >You swallow and begin tasting everything else. You were honestly never much of an egg person, but Luna found a way to change your mind about the cooked unborn chickens. The mushrooms and hash browns were simply to die for. The biscuits, while they weren’t the best ones you’ve ever had (your grandpa’s biscuits and gravy will always take the top spot), were also amazing.
  901. >The only thing that could complete this breakfast would be some bacon.
  902. >You quickly shoveled down the rest of your food, much to Luna’s amusement.
  903. >”Somebody must be hungry.”
  904. >You nod fervently as you finish the last bite.
  905. “Where did you learn to cook like that?”
  906. >”Well, when you’ve lived as long as I have, you pick up a few skills. Like cooking.”
  907. “Might as well mix things up, right?”
  908. >Luna nodded.
  909. >”So, what’s the plan for today, Anon.”
  910. >You shrug as you rise from the table, taking your plate with you. Luna does the same and follows you into the kitchen.
  911. “I have some ideas…”
  912.  
  913. The Dubs Menace  02/01/14(Sat)05:05 UTC-5 No.16032636Replies: >>16032686 >>16035906 >>16038753
  914. >>16026265
  915. >After you secured Fiona, you made your way into your bedroom and threw on a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. After a moment’s consideration, you don a leather jacket and black watch cap to fight off the cold.
  916. >You step out of your bedroom and make your way into the living room, where Luna is waiting for you.
  917. >”So, what are going to do?”
  918. >She seemed pretty eager to find out.
  919. “We’re going a drive.”
  920. >”But where?”
  921. “You’ll see, just follow me.”
  922. >You grab your wallet and car keys, then make your way into the garage.
  923. >Flipping on the lights, you reveal your pride and joy in all it’s glory.
  924. >There sat a dark blue 2008 Challenger SRT, which was acquired with the assistance of an unneeded college fund and your grandpa, who wanted to take it out on joyrides on the coast with you once you got out.
  925. >You felt a twinge of sadness in your heart as you remembered this. You never got to take that joyride with him.
  926. >You shake your head free of your memories and look over to Luna.
  927. “I’m sure you’ll end up loving where we’re going. Though it’s a bit of a drive.”
  928. >”As long as you’re there with me, Anon, I’m sure I’ll enjoy myself.”
  929. >You felt your cheeks rapidly heat up at this. She certainly knew how to make you blush.
  930. >You breeze past her, doing your best to hide your growing blush, and open the passenger door for her.
  931. >She smiles at you and transforms into her human disguise, before climbing inside the car.
  932. >Closing the door behind her, you open the garage door and walk around the car, climbing into driver side.
  933. >You turn the ignition key, your Challenger’s engine roaring to life as you drive out of the garage and onto the road leading away from your home.
  934.  
  935. The Dubs Menace  02/01/14(Sat)14:36 UTC-5 No.16038753 Replies: >>16039623
  936. >>16032636
  937. >Your SRT rocketed up the 26, pushing the speed limit as Oasis blasted out of your windows.
  938. >You glanced over to Luna, who was busying herself looking out the windows at endless forest outside.
  939. >You had maybe thirty to forty five minutes more of driving to get to your destination, so you might as well find more about the princess you took in. After all, she didn’t show up much in the show.
  940. “So Luna, could I ask you a question?”
  941. >She takes her attention away from the window and looks over to you.
  942. >”Hmm?”
  943. “What was life like where you came from?”
  944. >You mentally facepalm, realizing this question could’ve ended up severely fucking up her day.
  945. “I-I… you don’t have to a-answer if you don’t want to. I’d understand.”
  946. >Luna smiled at you.
  947. >”Relax, Anon.”
  948. >She placed a palm on your back and rubbed your back reassuringly.
  949. >”Tell you what… you get me some more of that coke and I’ll tell you.”
  950. >You chuckle.
  951. “There is a gas station coming up. We can stop there.”
  952.  
  953. The Dubs Menace  02/01/14(Sat)22:02 UTC-5 No.16047595 Replies: >>16047612
  954. >>16038753
  955. >You pull off the highway, slowing to a halt in front of some place called Hamlet Quick Stop.
  956. >It was unique kind of place, rather old and a bit run down.
  957. >It gave you a bit of a fifties feel.
  958. >You step out of your car and stretch a bit.
  959. “I’ll grab the drinks. Just wait out here by the car.”
  960. >”Alright then.”
  961. >You make your way into the store and make your way over to the beverage section. After a few seconds of scanning, you pick out two one-liter bottles of coke and take them to the front.
  962. >After paying, you make your way back outside and start walking back to your car, where Luna was sitting on your hood of your SRT.
  963. >Her eyes lit up as she spotted the large bottle of blackish brown soda in your hand.
  964. >”Gimme!”
  965. >With speeds that would likely put Rainbow Dash to shame, the princess jumped off the hood of your car and sprinted towards you, yanking one of the coke bottles away from you.
  966. >She twisted the cap off the bottle and brought it up to her lips.
  967. >After taking a long drink of it, she twisted the cap back on and walked with you back to your car.
  968. >The two of you sat together on the hood of your car, occasionally taking swigs from your cokes as you watched the cars on the highway drive past you.
  969. >The princess lies back, folding her arms behind her head and resting on them. You lie back and do the same, staring up at the sky.
  970. >It was surprisingly clear for this time of the year. A good sign that your time at your final destination will be the best it can be.
  971. >You heard Luna clear her throat. You glance towards her and find yourself effectively nose to nose with the princess.
  972. >She smiles at you, and give you a little boop to the nose.
  973. >”You’ve fulfilled your part of the bargain. I suppose it’s time I fulfill mine.”
  974. >>
  975.  The Dubs Menace  02/01/14(Sat)22:03 UTC-5 No.16047612 Replies: >>16047633
  976. >>16047595
  977. >She sighed and looked away from you, looking back up at the sky above.
  978. >”But before I begin… let me go over some details. My kind, alicorns, have very long lifespans. In fact, it’s not known if any alicorn has even died of old age. I myself am over two thousand years old.”
  979. >You nod, despite already knowing this information. You want to avoid Luna finding out about the show as long as possible.
  980. >”About a thousand years ago, I was corrupted by a spirit known as the Nightmare. It changed me, made me jealous of my sister’s day, and one day, it took over, and I was banished to the moon for a thousand years.”
  981. >She sat up slightly and took another swig from her coke.
  982. >”A thousand years came and went, I was freed by my allies, and I returned to Equestria to finish what I started. However, before my victory was assured, I was defeated and freed by my sister’s protege. I returned to my people with my sister and her student, and I thought that all was forgiven.”
  983. >You noticed Luna’s facial expression morphed into a scowl.
  984. >”It wasn’t meant to last. The moment Celestia left my side, the other ponies would shy or even flee away from me. The only ponies who didn’t flee in terror or avoid me like the plague were my sister, my niece, her husband, my sister’s protege, her friends, and this one cute little colt for Trottingham. And then, it felt… rather forced.”
  985. >>
  986.  The Dubs Menace  02/01/14(Sat)22:04 UTC-5 No.16047633 Replies: >>16047653 >>16047701 >>16047756
  987. >>16047612
  988. >Another sigh escaped her lips before she took another drink of her coke.
  989. >“Every time I tried to meet with the public on my own it was a disaster. So I ended up staying the palace most of the time, either handling paperwork or reading while Celestia ran around being the beloved face of the kingdom. I rarely left my room or study except for important events where I was needed.”
  990. “Shit Luna… I’m so so-”
  991. >You were shushed by a single finger being pressed up against your lips.
  992. >”Hold your tongue, Anon…”
  993. >A large smile spread across her face.
  994. >”You need not feel sorry for me. You’ve given me something that I’ve always wanted. A friend, who didn’t care about my status or fear me because of my past. You looked past all that and treated me like I wasn’t a monster or a princess, just a normal pony.”
  995. >Before you could react, Luna planted a kiss on your cheek and hopped off the hood of your car.
  996. >”Come on, Anon! We have somewhere to be, right?”
  997. >You rubbed your cheek, still feeling Luna’s lips against it.
  998. “Y-yeah. Let’s get going.”
  999.  
  1000. The Dubs Menace 02/02/14(Sun)21:33 UTC-5 No.16071999
  1001. Replies: >>16072092
  1002.  
  1003. >>16071809
  1004. >Not soon after, you roll into the city of Seaside, where your final destination awaits.
  1005. >As you fight your way through traffic and attempt to find an empty parking space, you are hit by a sudden wave of nostalgia.
  1006. >You spent a lot of your childhood here, playing in the arcades and running around town with your grandfather on the weekends he had the time to take your here on.
  1007. >Your smile falters a tiny bit at the thought of your grandpa.
  1008. >You hoped that wherever he found himself in the afterlife, he was happy, and that one day you could be with him again.
  1009. >Finally, after minutes of trying to fight your way through the busy streets, you find an empty space and park.
  1010. >You step out of your car and take in a deep breath of the salty ocean air.
  1011. >Scanning the sky, you noticed it was still surprisingly clear, though clouds were starting to form.
  1012. >You ignore the clouds. Oregon’s shitty weather be damned, you were going to show Luna a good time today.
  1013. >You heard the passenger side door close as Luna made her way around to you.
  1014. >”So Anon, where exactly are we going? You’ve been so secretive.”
  1015. “Just a couple blocks up. Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll like it.”
  1016. >”I’ll take your word for it, Anon.”
  1017. >You begin to push your way through the crowd with Luna hot on your six.
  1018. >Apparently everyone and their moms decided to take the trip out to Seaside as well.
  1019. >You feel something grasp one of your hands, releasing you from your thoughts.
  1020. >Glancing down, you find a slightly smaller hand entwined with yours, tangling it’s fingers with yours.
  1021. >You raise your brow and look at Luna curiously, who just smiles innocently at you.
  1022. >”It’s a bit difficult keeping up with you.”
  1023. >You return her smile, your heart fluttering ever so slightly.
  1024.  
  1025. “Alright then. I'm not complaining.”
  1026.  
  1027. >>
  1028. The Dubs Menace 02/02/14(Sun)21:36 UTC-5 No.16072092
  1029. Replies: >>16072556 >>16089814
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  1032.  
  1033. >>16071999
  1034. >You turn your attention back to watching where you’re going, nearly avoiding trampling some toddler who was likewise not watching where he was going.
  1035. >After a few more minutes of walking up the street, you begin to hear the sound of waves pounding on the beach.
  1036. >You were almost there.
  1037. >Luna was able to pick up on the noise as well.
  1038. >”Is that…?”
  1039. >Before she could finish, you reached the end of the street.
  1040. >Her eyes widened as she spotted the beach and the ocean beyond it.
  1041. >”Anon…”
  1042. >You hop up onto the wall separating the beach and the street, patting the spot to your right.
  1043. >The princess climbs up onto the wall and sits beside you, not taking her eyes off the ocean.
  1044. “Thought you might’ve liked the view.”
  1045. >You flash her a smile, something she quickly returned, before turning her attention back to the ocean.
  1046. >”I do. Thanks. It’s been… a long time since I’ve last seen the ocean.”
  1047. >She then looked over to you with a slight smirk.
  1048. >”So is this what we came out here for?”
  1049. “No, I have other plans as well. Come on."
  1050.  
  1051. Anonymous 02/03/14(Mon)19:42 UTC-5 No.16089814
  1052. Replies: >>16089846
  1053.  
  1054. >>16072092
  1055. >>16072556
  1056. >The two of you walked down the beach. It was pretty crowded for a Oregonian beach, but not surprisingly considering the unexpectedly good weather.
  1057. >The further down the beach you walked, the less people you came across.
  1058. >Suddenly, Luna stopped mid-stride and peered out towards the ocean.
  1059. “Luna?”
  1060. >She looked towards you with a giant grin on her face.
  1061. >”Let’s build a sand castle!”
  1062. You looked at her with a smirk.
  1063. “A bit old for sand castles, don’t you think?”
  1064. >As these words passed through the princess’s head, she made a bit of a scrunchy face.
  1065. >For a couple seconds, you were going to morph into Wilford Brimley and start doing diabetes commercial.
  1066. >Luna huffed, folded her arms over her chest, and looked away from you.
  1067. >”You’re never too old to build sand castles, Anon.”
  1068. >You can’t help but smile at her pouting.
  1069. “Well, we don’t exactly have any tools.”
  1070. >”We shall find some!”
  1071. >Before you could say or do anything, Luna rushed past you. You watched her go and noticed she was running straight for a kid building sand castles with his father.
  1072. “Ah hell…”
  1073. >You began to chase after her.
  1074. >”You, small child! “
  1075. >Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck-
  1076. >They shot their heads towards the source of the voice and found Luna charging at them like a raging bull.
  1077. >”Could we perhaps borrow some of your tools!”
  1078.  
  1079. >>
  1080. The Dubs Menace 02/03/14(Mon)19:43 UTC-5 No.16089846
  1081. Replies: >>16092393
  1082.  
  1083. >>16089814
  1084. >The father rose from the sand and stood there, probably thinking that Luna was a druggie (you couldn’t blame him, honestly).
  1085. >He didn't appear to know what to make of the situation nor what to do, but you didn't want to find out what he would do if he figured that out.
  1086. >Luckily for Luna, you managed to catch up with her in time and pull her back.
  1087. “Sorry brother, my friend here is a bit on the immature side.”
  1088. >Luna pouted in your arms as you held her up.
  1089. >”Am not…”
  1090. >You could feel the tension deescalated and cease to exist as the father realized that some crazy drugged up bitch wasn’t going to attack him or his child.
  1091. >”Hey, don’t worry about…”
  1092. >His voice trailed off as you got a better look at the man. Memories that you haven’t thought about in years were dug up as you recognized the man in front of you.
  1093. “Holy crap…”
  1094. >You placed Luna aside and slowly approached the man.
  1095. “Dick, is that really you…?”
  1096. >The man looked at you suspiciously.
  1097. >”How did you…”
  1098. >His eyes widened as much as yours did as he recognized you.
  1099. >”Jesus Christ…”
  1100.  
  1101. The Dubs Menace 02/03/14(Mon)21:42 UTC-5 No.16092393
  1102. Replies: >>16094825 >>16094829
  1103.  
  1104. >>16089846
  1105. >You felt the smell of smoke and gunpowder tickle your nose, as the sounds of helicopters passing over, gunfire, and explosions passed through your head.
  1106. >You were hit by a wave of dizziness, causing you to stumble a bit.
  1107. >”Anon!?”
  1108. >Luna rushed forward and caught you before you could fall on your ass.
  1109. >”RPG! RPG!”
  1110. >”I’ve lost control! We’re going down! We’re going down!”
  1111. >”Hold on everyone!”
  1112. >”BRACE! BRACE! BRACE!”
  1113. >”Anon! Get a hold of yourself!”
  1114. >You pull your head out of the past and look around, finding Luna and Dick holding you up.
  1115. “I’m…”
  1116. >”Easy now…”
  1117. >The two of them gently sat you down on the ground.
  1118. >”Is he alright?”
  1119. >You look over to Luna, who was sitting beside you with a concerned look on her face.
  1120. “I’m… I’m fine, Luna.”
  1121. >”Are you sure?”
  1122. “Positive.”
  1123. >You flash the princess a reassuring smile, before turning to Dick.
  1124. >”Where the fuck have you been?”
  1125.  
  1126. The Dubs Menace 02/03/14(Mon)23:25 UTC-5 No.16094825
  1127. Replies: >>16094858
  1128.  
  1129. >>16092393
  1130. >You sat with Dick in the sand, a beer in hand, watching Luna and Dick’s son build sand castles together.
  1131. >”I don’t know what happened after we went down. I was knocked out cold. I only heard stories from the others. All I know is, when I got out of there, I was sent home with a medical discharge and a shattered left leg.”
  1132. >He took a sip of his beer.
  1133. >”I came home, got married to my girlfriend and had Timmy over there with her. We moved out here maybe a year ago so we could live near her family and escape the hustle and bustle of the city. The leg that they said would never walk again ended up recovering, and now I’m just limping around living off disability and doing my best to be a good father.”
  1134. >He turned towards you with a curious eye.
  1135. >“What have you been doing all these years, Anon?”
  1136. “Well… once they got done pulling all the shrapnel out of my body, I got sent back home. They discharged me, and I went back to live with my parents in San Francisco. After a month straight of me waking up screaming and getting flashbacks at random intervals, they threw me out.”
  1137. >”Shit man…”
  1138. >You nodded.
  1139. >”I ended up living in my car for a while, making only enough money to pay for gas and food. My grandpa ended up taking over my phone bill just so we could stay in contact. His health was slipping, and he didn’t want me to fall out of contact with him. He knew his time was coming.”
  1140.  
  1141. The Dubs Menace 02/03/14(Mon)23:26 UTC-5 No.16094858
  1142. Replies: >>16094882
  1143.  
  1144. >>16094825
  1145. >You could feel yourself getting bleary eyed.
  1146. >You blinked away the tears forming in your eyes and took a long drink out of your beer.
  1147. “A month later, he passed. I drove up to Oregon in time for the funeral, donned my dress uniform one last time since it was the only dress clothing I had left, and watched them bury him. In his last will and testament, he left me everything. He also said that the moment he heard that his daughter threw me out because of my PTSD, he declared her and my dad dead to him, and unlike them, he wasn’t going to leave me to die on the streets. He also stated he regretted not being able to take me in or do more for me, as he wasn’t able to do so due to his failing health.”
  1148. >You took another swig of your beer.
  1149. “After that, I moved into his house with what little I had. All his possessions and money were signed over to me, and I took over as the supplier of firewood for the nearby town. For three years, I lived alone there. No friends, no family, just my grandpa’s collie. Then…”
  1150. >You motion over to Luna, who is just finishing building a second castle.
  1151. “She shows up on my doorstep.”
  1152. >Dick gave her a quick once over.
  1153. >”She’s quite the catch, Anon.”
  1154. >You nearly spit out your beer, your cheeks heating up like a furnace.
  1155. “I-It’s nothing like that. We’re just friends.”
  1156. >Dick smirked at you.
  1157. >”You were always a shitty liar, man.”
  1158. >“HUZZAH!”
  1159.  
  1160. >>
  1161. The Dubs Menace 02/03/14(Mon)23:27 UTC-5 No.16094882
  1162. Replies: >>16095338 >>16105721
  1163.  
  1164. >>16094858
  1165. >The two of you look over to Luna, who was standing triumphantly over her finished castle.
  1166. >”THE CASTLES HAVE BEEN DOUBLED!”
  1167. >You smile at her antics as Dick checks his watch. His eyes widen as he stands up and turns to you.
  1168. >”Hey brother, I gotta head out. My wife will chop off my dick if I don’t get home before dinner.”
  1169. >You stand up as well.
  1170. “No worries, man. We can always hang out another time.”
  1171. >”Yeah. We oughta get a beer at some point. Let me get your number real quick.”
  1172. >The two of you trade your contact information real quick. You put your phone away and offer the man your hand, only to be pulled into a bearhug.
  1173. >”There’s something there, man. I saw it in her eyes. You better make your move before she loses interest.”
  1174. >Before you could say anything in return, he pulls away from you and makes his way over to his son.
  1175. >”Come on Timmy, it’s time to leave.”
  1176. >”Awww… but we were going to make a third castle!”
  1177. >”Sorry, but your mom wants us home before dinner. Now let’s go.”
  1178. >Dejected, the child gathered up his tools in his castle shaped bucket and rose from the sand.
  1179. >”Bye lady!”
  1180. >The two of you waved good bye as he and Dick walked away.
  1181.  
  1182. Anonymous 02/04/14(Tue)16:36 UTC-5 No.16105721
  1183. Replies: >>16105736 >>16105967
  1184.  
  1185. >>16094882
  1186. >>16095338
  1187. >You spent a few more hours wandering around the beach with the princess before you noticed that the sun was setting.
  1188. >Not one to miss out on something as beautiful as the sun setting over the ocean, you and Luna sit down on a nearby sand dune.
  1189. >Luna sighs contently and leans against you, not taking her eyes off the setting sun.
  1190. >”Thanks for taking me out today, Anon. I really enjoyed myself.”
  1191. “I’m glad you did, Luna. I’ve been enjoying my time with you.”
  1192. >Luna smiled and planted an affectionate kiss on your cheek.
  1193. >As you felt your cheeks heat up, you hear Dick’s words echo through your head.
  1194. >”There’s something there, man. I saw it in her eyes.”
  1195. >”You better make your move before she loses interest.”
  1196. >You look over to Luna, who is focused on watching the sunset.
  1197. >Should you?
  1198. >It’s only been… what? Two, three days?
  1199. >How do you even know she feels that way? You don’t want things to be awkward between you two.
  1200. >Even so… you’ve come so far from her trying to kill you thinking that you killed her.
  1201. >Maybe it was worth the risk.
  1202. >Luna looked over at you and caught you staring at her.
  1203. >”Is there something wrong, Anon?”
  1204. “Well… I…”
  1205. >God dammit, spaghetti, now is not the time.
  1206. >You clear your throat.
  1207. “The past couple have days have been… well, probably some of the best of my life. Definitely the best in a very long time. So…”
  1208. >God damn, you’re fucking up so badly.
  1209. >Don’t choke don’t choke don’t choke don’t choke don’t choke-
  1210. >”Anonymous?”
  1211. >Luna’s voice shook you out of your thoughts.
  1212. >You focused on her, finding her much closer than you remembered, her cheeks tinged a light pink.
  1213. >”Are you attempting to court me?”
  1214.  
  1215. Anonymous 02/04/14(Tue)16:37 UTC-5 No.16105736
  1216. Replies: >>16105967 >>16114792
  1217.  
  1218. >>16105721
  1219. >You feel your cheeks light up like a Christmas tree
  1220. >You took a deep breath and did your best to prevent anymore of your mother’s spaghetti from spilling out of your pockets.
  1221. >You grasp Luna’s hands, eliciting a coy smile from her.
  1222. >Looking her dead in the eyes, you give her your response.
  1223. ”Yes.”
  1224.  
  1225. >>
  1226. The Dubs Menace 02/04/14(Tue)16:56 UTC-5 No.16105967
  1227.  
  1228. >>16105736
  1229. >>16105721
  1230. I accidentally my name
  1231.  
  1232. The Dubs Menace 02/05/14(Wed)00:58 UTC-5 No.16114792
  1233. Replies: >>16115045 >>16116190 >>16151110
  1234.  
  1235. >>16105736
  1236. >A smirk spread across the princesses lips.
  1237. >”Well… well… well…”
  1238. >She placed her hands on your shoulders and leaned in close, to the point where your noses were touching.
  1239. >”The peasant thinks he has a chance with a princess. How cute.”
  1240. >With a hard shove, Luna pushed you on to your back. Before you could react, she on top of you, straddling your hips.
  1241. >”You aren’t even of my race, peasant. And you have the audacity to attempt to court me?”
  1242. >She leaned down and closed the distance between the two of you, stopping mere away from your face.
  1243. >”Well, peasant, what do you have to say for yourself?”
  1244. >You cracked a smirk.
  1245. “How could a lowly peasant such as myself resist a princess as beautiful and majestic as yourself? Surely no mortal could.”
  1246. >A tiny giggle escaped the princesses lips.
  1247. >“You’re small time, peasant.”
  1248. “Is that so?”
  1249. >”Yeah.”
  1250. >You felt the princess grip onto your shirt tightly.
  1251. >”But I must admit…”
  1252. >That smirk showed up on her face once more.
  1253. >”...for a peasant, you are pretty cute.”
  1254. >She closed the remaining amount of space between the both of you and pressed her lips against yours.
  1255.  
  1256. The Dubs Menace 02/07/14(Fri)01:16 UTC-5 No.16151110
  1257. Replies: >>16151131 >>16151138
  1258.  
  1259. >>16114792
  1260. >As your lips touched a warmth enveloped your body, and a stirring of emotion worked it's way from your stomach into your throat and to your lips as you kissed her back with all the passion and intensity of an old lover.
  1261. >It wasn't just lust that you felt though in that moment, not just some primal instinct that forced you two together. There was something deeper, an emotion that you could only relate to bliss.
  1262. >A feeling you haven’t felt in years.
  1263. >It was love.
  1264. >Your feeling of bliss was cut short as Luna pulled away from you, a goofy, satisfied smile spreading across her face.
  1265. >You can feel an equally goofy grin spread across your face as you look up at her form, barely visible in the last few rays of sunlight of the day.
  1266. “Is that a yes…?”
  1267. >The goofy grin on Luna’s face morphed into one of her trademark smirks.
  1268. >”I’ll leave it up to you, but it should be pretty obvious to you, Anon~”
  1269.  
  1270. The Dubs Menace 02/09/14(Sun)23:19 UTC-5 No.16209507
  1271. Replies: >>16210462
  1272.  
  1273. >>16209490
  1274. >The two of you ended up sitting back and watching the sunset together before calling it quits and walking back to town.
  1275. >A twenty minute walk later, you found yourself back where you started earlier in the day.
  1276. >You check your watch real quick as you start walking back to your car and see it’s only 1750.
  1277. >The night’s still young, might as well fit something else in to complete the day before your several hour drive back home.
  1278. >Besides, you could use a bite to eat.
  1279. >You go through a quick list of restaurants in the area in your head that would have plenty of items that’d fit Luna’s likely vegetarian diet.
  1280. >You vaguely remember a restaurant called Doogers having a nice selection of salads and pastas, despite being a seafood restaurant.
  1281. >Besides, it’s probably the best option besides driving all the way to Portland to eat at some vegetarian cafe infested with hipsters.
  1282. “Hey Luna?”
  1283. >She glances over at you with a curious eye.
  1284. >”Yes Anon?”
  1285. “You wanna go grab a bite to eat? I know this great place just down the street.”
  1286. >A sly grin spread across the princess’s lips.
  1287. >”Trying to wine and dine me, dear Anon? It’ll take a little more than that to get a piece of this flank~”
  1288. “I-I… uh…”
  1289. >Luna giggled at your reaction.
  1290. >”I’m only teasing, Anon. I’d love to. I’m rather famished myself.”
  1291. >Fucking tease.
  1292.  
  1293. The Dubs Menace 02/12/14(Wed)00:13 UTC-5 No.16245396
  1294. Replies: >>16245418 >>16248461
  1295.  
  1296. >>16209507
  1297. >>16210462
  1298. >>16239250
  1299. >You looked down at the meal that had been placed in front of you with hungry eyes lustfully.
  1300. >You ended up ordering a nine ounce filet mignon (which some genius in the kitchen decided to wrap in bacon at some point years ago in a moment of brilliance), served with a salad, sweet potato fries, and garlic toast.
  1301. >Silently thanking whatever deity was looking after your ass for Luna being indifferent to meat, you stop brutally eyefucking your steak for a few moment and look over at the princess sitting across from you.
  1302. >She examines the meal placed in front her with a judgemental gaze. She ended up ordering the alfredo, which was what you typically ordered here when you didn’t have a cook who didn’t make any bacon or steak.
  1303. >Prodding the pasta with her fork, she twirled a strand of pasta around her cutlery and took a bite of it.
  1304. >After a few moments of chewing, she swallowed.
  1305. >”It isn’t the best alfredo I’ve had, but it’s not the worst.”
  1306. >She stabbed her fork once more into her meal and went to work, slurping away at the noodles in a manner most unbecoming of a princess.
  1307. >You cracked a smile at the thought of her eating like this in front of a bunch of horrified dignitaries and nobles, before digging into your own steak.
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