Canter U: Day 13 Saturday

>You wake up slowly...

>Check the clock, almost 11.

>It's not like you get to sleep in that often.

>No Spike... musta got up early today.

>You get out of your bed and check your phone and open your laptop to check your regulars.

>Facebook says that Dash has spammed your wall asking for pizza money.

>implying you had any

>Well, at least you have one good quest and plot device for today.

>Oh... that's right! Something about a plot device...

>Yeah, you're going with Twilight to get dinner with the grad students.

>Bout time you got to see more side characters.

>You zhush your hair a bit before heading out to the lobby.

>You actually see that quiet Tom Stone guy out of his room... as he passes by you back into the hall.

>Rainbow Dash and Spike are playing some vidya, while Rarity and Fluttershy are working at the dinner table.

>You pour yourself out a bowl of Captain Crunch and milk and you look for a place to sit.

 

 

A. The Couch next to Vidya

B. Dinner table

C. Back to the room.

 

>They're playing some good old fashioned Smash Bros.

>Albeit, you've only smashed one of your bros before.

>Not that you'd want to smash both of them.

>You have to walk in front of someone to get to your glorious couch spot.

>Since I'm not gonna make a huge path about a small choice, you pass in front of Spike, causing him to die and ask Dash for compensation.

"Hah, no way dude! I totally got you!"

>You take a seat, and start scarfin' down the Crunch, trying to balance the right amount of cereal to the right volume of milk.

>It never really works out in the end.

>Your bros trade a couple rounds and you continue nomming.

"Aw... what the fuck? You turned Smash Balls on?"

>Spike puts Dash in a Great Aether just as you finish your cereal.

>But you still have a bowl of milk.

>Told ya. Never works out in the end.

>You put your bowl down and you pick up a Wavebird and jump in game with them.

"Hey... wanna try something fun? Lets do a 2v1!"

>You're down like a clown... now... what are the teams?

 

A. Dash and you

B. Dash and Spike

C. You and Spike

 

>You tell them to team up and pick their mains.

>Because you've got this in the bag.

>Captain Falcon!

>Lucario!

>Remember when this game first came out?

>Yeah, you played this game nonstop. Drilled each smash chargeup into your brain... by the millisecond.

>Spotdodged every hit that your little brother would throw at you.

>Knowing every character's specials, counters, and meteor smashes.

>With that knowledge, you pick Meta Knight.

>You're gonna smoke these clowns with your advanced mechanics that you've developed over five years of competitive casual play.

>BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB

>You ask Dash once you've got her up to 184% how her ass is feeling...

"Hey man, fu-"

>Smash.

>Sweet dreams baybee

>All that's left now is Spike.

>Oh... but Lucario's got that passive where his powers grow when his damage is up.

>Lol whatever.

>Smash.

>Nigga cain't fly like my nigga Metta World Peace Knight.

"Cheap as shit. L2P, dude."

 

A. one more free for all

B. back to your room to do work

C. Gym time.

 

>You turn off your Wavebird, because saving battery power on a GCN controller is the most important issue in your life right now.

>You tell the two that you're heading off to the gym.

>Dash perks up and tosses her controller!

"I'm in!"

>You question at her enthusiasm...

"N-not that I wanna go with YOU or anything... I j-just wanna work out... dummy."

>No b-baka today. I do that enough.

>Dash heads off to her room to get changed, and you do the same, slapping on some deodorant just for kicks.

>You two meet up outside the dorms.

>How isn't she tired from yesterday?

"Who says I'm not?"

>You continue walking with her.

"Speeeaking of yesterday... you owe me something big time, dude."

>Anally ravaging her and $18 qualifies as big time?

"Yeah, you totally owe me! I still feel kinda funny."

>You lean close to her in whisper distance.

>Does she think Dashie would wanna try that soon?

"Nope."

>She playfully hits you before Dashing off to the door.

 

>Work. Beat. Fierce. Sound.

"YES! Go for one more, Anon!"

>You're gassed, but with Dash's help, you manage to push the bar up and onto the rack.

>Whew... that was a good jumpcut to finish a workout.

>Speaking of jumpcuts, you're now back at the dorms now!

>It's looking like about 4PM. Dinner's not till 7.

>Meaning, in five hours, you had breakfast, played video games, and worked out.

>How do you even manage during the week?

>You give Dash some brotein before turning to you own shake.

>As she greedily grabs it from you and turns away, you ask Dash for one teensy favor before heading off to shower.

"Anon... don't push it."

>Strawberry blessing pls.

 

>You get out of the shower feeling great and smelling better. What now?

 

A. League

B. Work/Study for your midterms

C. Food.

 

>Time to bunker down.

>Strap in.

>Launch time.

>You zoop into your room and plant your ass in your desk seat.

>Time to study like you see all those cool mage-class anime characters do it.

>You open your chem book and slide it to the side.

>You open your bio book and slide it to the other side.

>You put your physics book on your lap and open it.

>You put your calculator teetering over the edge of the desk.

>Finally, you flip up your laptop and press that power button to awaken it from its slumber.

>For in the prophecy, upon its awakening, all shall be enlightened.

>Your head's on a swivel, going from book to book. Page to page.

>Memorizing equations and formulas while understanding cycles and biological pathways.

>This... feels amazing...

>But it's not working.

>You close all of your books and rack them back up where they were.

>And focus your attention to your laptop.

>Much better.

>After reading from text through text, filling out numbers and doing equations... you hear a familiar sound of

>Facebook message.

Twilight Sparkle: Hey! Doing anything?

>You're studying.

Twilight Sparkle: Wanna come over to my room and study?

 

A. Yes

B. No

 

>You click on the text field box just to show Twilight you've seen the message.

>You type one letter and stop.

>She's seeing "Anonymous is typing..."

>This'll drive her wild.

>Back to studying.

>You switch tabs back to your online homework, doing a bit more equations until

>message.wav

Twilight Sparkle: Well fine then Anon, I'll see you later at 7. Dont forget, okay?

>k.

>That was the one letter.

>Back to work.

>You roll face on your calculator, filling out the formula from earlier.

>You get a few assignments done before taking a quick flash game break.

>6:30 PM

>Time to get ready.

>Knowing the grad students, you're pretty sure this is a casual dress event.

>But maybe the term dinner suggests otherwise?

>Can't go wrong with in between.

>Solid polo and khakis.

>>>/fa/

>You step into the lobby and Twilight's in a pretty modest skirt, looking as Twilight as ever.

>Plain.

>She looks at you with a pretty deadpan look.

"Ready to go, Anon?"

>How are you guys gonna get out to the university town now?

>Jumpcuts, thats how.

>You and Twilight are standing outside some really shoddy "café" called the Fire Escape.

>It's an oddly tall building, standing out from the rest of the town.

>Waiting outside, you see Twilight fidgeting with her skirt.

>Something wrong?

"It's kinda cold... and this place isn't very comforting..."

>Yeah... this place looks like a

"Dive bar! I need to blow off some steam, don't you agree, Celestia?"

>Dr. D, arriving in style.

>He's flanked by the only black girl you know, and Luna and Celestia.

"Oh... good evening, Anonymous... I'll have you know that I'm currently in the middle of grading the tests... and I'll have your grades by Tuesday."

>Joy. Maybe you can have him drink you to an A.

"Let's go get a drink... It's definitely better inside, I think."

>My niggress.

>You see Twilight giving Celestia a judging and confused look, and Celestia smiles.

"Well... we grad students need to let loose too. Do us a favor and get a table?"

 

A. No, you're gonna get some food.

B. Go with Twilight to camp a table.

C. Use the bathroom.

D. Exploradora.

 

>You look over at Twilight who's obviously too afraid to go by herself.

>This place is kinda rowdy.

>Loud music, faint smell of alcohol. TV's and patrons everywhere.

>You get Twilight's attention and she follows you through the restaurant.

>Mmm... you're kinda hungry though.

>Better safe than sorry. This place doesn't look all too clean, either.

>Twilight follows closely behind as you ascend the stairs of this vertical dive bar... and after finding an open table, you sit down before Twilight wipes it down and sits across from you.

>She's looking kinda irked.

>Something wrong?

"This place isn't really my cup of tea... and I'm still kinda sad you didn't wanna study with me earlier today!"

>Crap.

"You know how much this midterm means to me."

>Before she can indulge in her melodrama, Luna and Zecora take a seat with you two.

 

A. Twilight

B. Zecora

C. Luna

D. Go order something.

 

>You turn to Luna, asking more about what she does.

>Because, I really have little to no idea how to go about this.

"Oh... well, I'm working in a physics lab. I believe your professor is in charge of my lab. We're... um... looking to discover FTL travel."

>FTL travel. Go home pleb.

"I always wanted to study humanities in high school, but... one night... I was looking at the stars... and the moon."

>The really feely story about how she wanted to learn more about the unknown ensues.

>It's a really touching story that I'm opting out to write because lack of writing is a comedic effect.

"Drinks are here!"

>Discord and Celestia appear at the table with a couple mugs of beer in hand.

>Celestia looks over at the two little freshmen at the table.

"I'll be a responsible adult and not give you any. But you can have some of my food when it gets here."

>Sweet. Sustenance. You're running on one bowl of cereal and a protein shake.

>The four of them drink up, while Twilight watches on nervously.

>She looks like she's just seen her favorite comic book superhero demolished by the antagonist.

>Alcohol is bad, kiddies.

 

A. Twilight

B. Zecora

C. Celestia

D. Discord

E. Attempt to beer. (dubs succeeds)

 

>You inch your fingers toward the piss colored liquid, all the while nodding to whatever the fuck Discord's going on about.

>Some story about chaos and turning shit upside down.

>But you get closer to the pitcher.

>Free hand on an empty glass to which you bring closer.

>And you're spotted by Celestia.

>You're caught like a deer in the headlights.

"Go ahead."

>She smiles warmly at you before taking a sip of her own cup.

>Sweet success.

>You pour yourself a glass and Discord and Celestia put up their glasses to meet you in the middle.

>A refreshing clink followed by an ice cold drink.

>And Zecora didn't even say that.

"Do you want some, Twilight?"

>You remember back to last week when Twilight got drunk.

>And it looks like she does too.

>She shakes her head nervously before watching you down yours.

"Wooo! Food's here!"

>Buffalo wings, onion rings, cheese sticks and nachos.

>Bar food.

>Barf ood.

>Whatever, it's still glorious.... and you're hungry as fuck.

>Getting a bit of everything, you chow down.

 

A. Celestia

B. Discord

C. Zecora

D. Luna

E. Twilight

F. Pig out.

 

>You turn your attention to Celestia, who's mid cheese stick.

>Trying to talk after having a mouthful of cheese is really hard.

>Fuck me, now I'm hungry.

>And if you aren't hungry yet, you can go to a different CYOA.

>I just haven't had some good fried food in a while.

>You thank her for her glorious generosity.

>And then eat an onion ring, as she smiles and nods.

"Oh... it's no problem, Anon! You've been a real big help in lab."

>Twilight slouches a bit in her chair.

>You eat buffalo wing while you stall for some time to think what you should say.

By that, I mean, I haven't found my angle yet.

>Zecora jumps in.

"One cheer for helpful Anon! Glasses all in... come on!"

>Clink. Drink.

>'cept Twilight.

>You're feeling kinda fuzzy now, and you're pretty sure the rest of them are.

>Luna reaches over the table to poke Discord's chest.

"And buddy boy over here's paying for all this with his professor grade salary! Cheers!"

>Clink. Drink.

>Soon enough, all the food and drink are gone and Celestia draws the straw to pick up another round.

>You tag along.

>Really, you got up because you didn't wanna hear another joke about health insurance policies and poor grad student wages.

>It's not that they're not funny, you just don't get them...

>But you will one day, when you grow up.

"Oh... heeeya Anon. Still hungry? You're a big guy, aren't you?"

>FYI bitch, you work it all off in the gym.

>You leave out the "bitch" part, lest ye face the wrath of a Not Ben Stiller joke

"I can tell! You're filling out that shirt really well."

>Zecora, where?

>Celestia gets closer to you and pops your collar a bit.

>She's pretty tall... but not as tall as Applejack.

"And you smell nice too."

>I'd make the effort to make a Skyward Sword joke, but I Groose some brains and opted out of that too.

>She's got her nose practically pressed up against your collar, as if to attempt to discern the faint scent of strawberry over the permeating main smell of cooking oil and beer.

>Gotta play this cool too, so you start sniffing her too.

>Two people sniffing each other while waiting in line to pick up barfood and drinks.

>Only in a divebar.

>She smells equally good. A faint trace of citrus... Lemon? Grapefruit?

"It's orange, Anon..."

>She smiles and giggles a bit.

"Here... help me out with these."

>You carry most of the food back to the table and a quiet ravenous cheer erupts.

>Celestia excuses herself to go to the bathroom.

>Some asshole puts on Creed while you go back to socializing.

 

A. Luna

B. Discord

C. Zecora

D. Twilight

WERTH ERRMS WA DOPIN

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=99j0zLuNhi8

 

>You turn to Twilight who's slowly munching on a cheese stick.

>Does she like those cheese sticks?

"Yeah... they're alright."

>Well she must be a gay cheese.

>You're a genius.

>She's looking at you with a blank stare.

>You're a lot funnier sober, you swear.

>Isn't she having fun?

"Well... yeah, I am... and I can't say no to free food..."

>What's wrong then?

"Not that I would know or anything... but it's not fun being the only sober one."

>Betting money that Twilight's been in that situation once in her entire life so far.

>Well... why can't she just have a drink?

"You saw me last time! I can't handle it. And... I don't want Celestia to see me like that."

>latenightdrinkitfaggot

>Well... you're not gonna force her.

"I mean... I'm thinking about leaving... I should get back to studying."

>Twilight stands up as Celestia returns.

"Twily? Where'r you going?"

>She thanks everybody for the food and the company, but she uses a study excuse.

"Midterms? Fuck that! Hahaha I'm just kidding, go study!"

"You coming, Anon?"

 

A. No

B. I'm just gonna keep writing.

 

>She looks kinda sad when you tell her no...

>She has to make that long walk back to CU by herself in the almost winter weather late night on a Saturday.

>Fuck, you're an asshole!

>You promise her that you'll study with her tomorrow.

>All she can offer is a weak smile and a wave.

>You get up from the table and walk her to the door.

>Pulling her in for a tight hug and reassuring the yakusoku, her smile warms up a bit as she parts from you and walks out of the bar.

TL note: keikaku means plan

>Then you totally know that her smile froze over.

>Pretty cold outside.

>She'll toughen up.

>You head back up to your table of adults who are drinking through a pitcher of beer.

"Said goodbye to your girlfriend?"

>That's right! They didn't know you two broke up.

>You explain to them how it felt like you were limited, and that you needed to experience a free college life.

>They only sympathize with you because they're drunk.

 

>Jumpcuts for lack of time.

>After pilfering through the rest of the consumables, the group slowly starts to dwindle. Zecora goes mia. Luna's probably on the roof staring at the moon, and Discord has went to pay for all of the charges.

>You swore you said goodbye to each of them as they went... but... you can't really remember if it was a "fuck off" or a "good night" that you said.

>You bid Celestia goodbye as you

"Wait! Anon!"

>Yup?

"You wouldn't let a lady walk home by herself, would you?"

>Apparently she's got some kind of short term memory loss.

>But... her apartment is the opposite way of CU

 

A. Walk her home

B. I'm really just gonna keep writing. but if you object, pick this.

 

>You step outside of the bar.

>Yeesh it's chilly.

>A bit nipply. Nippy. Um.

"Eep! It's colder than the storage freezer out here!"

>You remember the freezer. and you guys FUCKED UP

>She huddles into you.

>More like stumbles into you.

>You catch her as she trips a bit, and you guys are like totally hugging right now.

>oh... em. gee.

"Can... we stay like this? It's really cozy..."

>Sharing body heat never felt so good.

>You continue walking toward Celestia's apartment, which is reasonably close to the town, but it'll be a long walk back to CU...

>Especially if this night turns sour.

>Murphy's law flashes before your eyes.

>You're not sure how, but after all is said and done, you picture yourself walking back to CU at 3 AM with your pants around your ankles.

>No. No time for thoughts like that.

"Sorry for stumbling... I still feel a bit tipsy."

>Well you did go through a fair share of beers.

>Phew... outside of the door.

>Celestia fiddles her diddles to find her keys.

>You watch how she touches her body.

>Nice.

>She finds her keys somewhere, and she unlocks the door.

"Wanna come inside?"

inb4 cum jokes. pls guys no cum jokes.

 

A. Y-yes?

B. Yes.

C. Yes!

D. I'm only coming in because it's really cold. B-b-baka.

 

>You agree to come inside her... apartment.

>It's decently clean, save for the scraps of paper and open books everywhere.

>You take a mental note of where all sharp things are in the house, just in case you need to escape one... or use one.

"So... you broke up with Twilight?"

>You explain a bit further how she was kinda clingy... and really wasn't great in the sheets.

>She laughs a little bit before moving through her apartment.

"Luna said she was going to stay out tonight... so..."

>So... what?

"You can crash in her room tonight... if you don't wanna walk back."

>You shiver a bit and suggest that maybe you two should share a bed to share the warmth.

"Look at you~ Little freshman trying to get fresh with a grad student..."

>You step closer to her.

>Problem?

"Well... I am still your employer..."

>This isn't the lab... there's not a beaker in sight.

>She's not your employer anymore.

"Point taken... then... I guess I'm just another girl... looking for a bit of fun."

>You pull her close to you, and she's smiling expectantly.

>You slowly inch towards her face, and she steals one straight from your lips.

>She bites and pulls a bit before pulling away.

>What happens next, you're unable to see, because all you can see is a million people giving you a thumbs up.

>But you feel that similar texture on your lips.

>Warm breath on your philtrum.

>And a body leaning slowly more on to you...

>You two fall back onto the couch.

>After carelessly shoving any remnants of academia off of it, you have cleared the couch for makeout.

 

>You're on top of her, holding her face as you kiss the fuck out of it.

>Forget shapes. You're krumping in her mouth.

>Grandmaster oral cavity explorer of Piltover, Ezreal.

>You play a little bit more with her tongue before she pulls away for a quick breathe break...

>She begins to talk out of breath.

"Y-y'know... grad students don't really get this kinda action..."

>Kiss interruption...

"We never really have time for it.... but I've missed stuff like this."

>Things get hot on this cold autumn night.

>Shirts off.

>She reveals a fairly large pair, covered by a lacy white bra.

>However, you do make a particular effort to make sure your polo shirt is laid down flat and folded, at least not wrinkled.

>What? You really like that shirt.

>Skin contact with Celestia.

>Working your way down her body, you leave a kiss lingering on her lips, moving down to her neck, and then on her chest.

>She's running her fingers through your hair as your lips make their way to her stomach.

>She's not very ab-by, but you can't complain.

>Pants off.

>You two continue to dry hump and make out while I think of more kinky shit to write.

 

>Your dick could be the new difficulty mode after you beat Hell or Hell.

>And its grazing Celestia along the groove of her matching white panties.

>You open your eyes for a bit to see Celestia blushing...

"Oh my goodness... how long has it been since the last time?"

>DGAF

>Commence fuckery.

>You caress her tender area by reaching down and running your finger along like you're playing a slide whistle.

>Imagery makes more sense when you're the author, kiddies.

>She returns the favor by pulling down your boxers, making your dick spring like a diving board after a fat kid jumped on it.

>Any more shit level similes and you might as well call me Applejack.

>She takes her panties off too, giving you better access to that very humid and forsaken grad student poose.

>The only visitor she's ever known was herself.

Much like the rest of us.

>But... there's a new sheriff in town.

>Your fingers glide in and out, taking a bit to scrape along the inner sanctum.

>Exploring at this point is still pretty useful.

>Celestia's still stroking at your dick as you send that bitch to the fingerbang thread.

 

>Soon enough... you're sitting on a couch.

>And Celestia's sitting on you, who is sitting on a couch.

>And the couch on the floor and the floor on the room and the room on the ground and the green grass grew all aro-

>Your cock slides inside of her, and you can feel the initial tension before she grows accustomed to you.

>She kisses you once before riding you.

>Awkward hip movements and slow grinding, indicative of what she used to know, but knows no longer.

>However, the sheer bliss on her face shows that you've unlocked something.

>And I'm not talking about some kinda bullshit bonus concept art.

>Your employer. A woman of such high position and respect.

>Reduced to this. A girl enjoying herself, bouncing up and down on top of you.

>Biting her lip as she goes.

>Enjoying every second of it.

>Maybe... we all just want a bit of love here and there.

>No matter the difficulty... no matter any sort of outlying variable... no matter who you are and what you've built yourself up to be.

>Boil it down, and we're all just base creatures who indulge in base activities.

>And you couldn't care less.

>She's leans back a bit and pulls you on top of her, as you correspond with periodic thrusts.

>Each thrust lets out a progressively louder moan.

>That voice you know as so self assured and commanding, vocalizing pleasure in ways you've never heard before.

>Sharing a kiss, you continue to thrust.

>She moans loudly into your mouth, wetting your dick even moreso, as you pull out before you make another Rainbow Dash.

 

>You lie in bed... next to Celestia.

>She turns and offers to be the little spoon.

>Spooning. Awesome.

"Anonymous?"

>Oh... dialogue.

"Not a word about this... to anyone."

>You kiss the back of her exposed neck.

"Good night, Anon..."

 

End day 13.

 

Day 13 Summary

Fucked the Sun

Nothing else.

Study date tomorrow w/ Twilight