Cydia Pt.8

((You are Anon))

 

>You slowly wake to something poking your face

>"Anon? Anon? Anon?! Anon!!"

"Huhwhat... Oh, good morning Cydia."

>"Morning Anon!" She says cheerfully

"Good to see you're back to normal."

>"Haha, yeah."

"Breakfast?"

>"Sure."

>You walk into the kitchen, Cydia trailing behind you

>You put a pot of coffee on and pour her some cereal

>You bring it to the table and she follows you like a dog, eyes up at the dish

"You are so freaking cute, you know that?"

>She blushes slightly

>"Th-thanks Anon, I was worried no one would like the way I look."

"What's not to like?"

>What are you doing?

>Brain, why do sound like you're hitting on a moth pony?

>She giggles and begins munching away at the cereal, rubbing her antennae all over it in the process

>You pour her a small cup of coffee and set it in front of her

>"What's this?"

"Coffee, a very amazing drink made from a bean."

>"Sounds good to me."

>She rubs her antennae around the cup and pulls that long tongue out again

>She dips it into the coffee, slurps and retracts

>She cringes and stares at you

"What's wrong?"

>"It's... It's strong, and bitter."

"Well yeah, that's how coffee tastes without anything added."

>You bring some sugar over and stir two spoonfuls into her coffee

"There, now try it."

>This time, she made the cutest happy face ever while drinking it

>"You fixed it Anon!"

"Haha okay."

>The rest of the day is spent on and off working, and spending time with Cydia

>At the end of the day, the same thing happens

>You share an emotional moment together hugging, before she turns back into a moth

>This happens the next day

>And the next day

 

((You are Cydia))

 

>It's been a week living with Anon now

>He has taken such good care of you

>How did you end up in the care of such a kind person?

>You are catching onto his schedules

>His favourite things

>His personality

>"Cydia? I'd like to talk to you."

>Oh cool, Anon wants to chat

"What's on your mind buddy?"

>"It's been a week now... And I was wondering if-"

>Wait, is he asking what you think he's asking?

>"I don't want to say this, It's your choice but-"

>He is going to say it!

>Ohhh! You've secretly been hiding this same question from him, but he is asking it now!"

"Well, do you want to stay with me forever? I mean, you need someone to take care of you, since you go moth."

>Stupid! Cydia you clueless selfish pony...

>Why would you even think he would ask the other thing

>You are a pony

>He is a human

>Stupid Stupid Stupid!

>Why are you thinking of him like this though?

>He is kind of attractive

>Ugh, you need to forget about it

>There is no way that will ever happen

>But you can't get it out of your mind

>If you live with him, something is going to happen at sometime

>You feel your face heat up

>No, don't cry

>Don't tear up

"O-of course I want to live with you forever Anon! You've taken such great care of me. You are so nice, and caring, and you smell nice, and you are just so, well, good looking?"

>Good looking? You wasted a weird moment and said something as bland as that?

>More to the point, you need to give it up

>"Aw Cydia, you're so sweet. I'll always take care of you. Don't you worry about a thing."

>It warms your heart to hear him say that

"I- I love you Anon!"

>"Haha, I guess, well, I love you too Cydia."

>You knew he didn't mean it in the way you meant it

>But with that he gave you a hug, a long warm hug

>Why do you want a relationship with a human?

>What good will that do for you?

>But then again, there are no other ponies around as far as you know

>And what are the chances you are going to find someone as nice as Anon?

>You feel conflicted

>You start to cry in his arms

>"H-hey! What's wrong?"

"Nothing... I'm fine."

>"Cydia, you can tell me anything."

>Can you really tell Anon anything?

"Anon... I am attracted to you and you are the kindest person I have ever met!"

>"Attracted to me?"

"You're cute Anon!" You say in a loud, almost military voice

>"Th-thank you?"

>Get it together

"Anon, I think I truly love you, not in a friend way, but in a more intimate sort of way. I'm sorry, Please don't hate me... I just hate hiding things."

>Wow, you actually said it

>He then leans over and locks lips with you

>Oh my god this is actually happening

>You feel his tongue push through, into your mouth and begin to explore

>Using your own tongue, you twist around his and feel around his entire mouth

>The both of you break the kiss and stare at each other in silence

"What do we do now?"

>"Live our lives together, I dunno."

>You crack a small smile

"I love you" You say again

>"I guess we can't hide things anymore huh?"

"That's probably a better idea."

>Anon walks to the couch

>He turns the TV on and sits down

>You climb on top of him and cuddle him close

"Anon~" You sigh out without knowing

>He laughs and you blush again

>Then, dirty thoughts come to mind...