Canter U: Day 14 Sunday [The Undie Run]

>Alarm rings...

>6 AM. Where's the snooze button?

>Oh... it shut up. Sweet.

>You wake up to a pretty nice smelling...

>Ooh... and it's soft too!

>It's hair.

>Your employer's to be more specific.

>Wow... she must use conditioner. You probably should ask what brand she uses.

>She must've forgot to turn off her alarm for the weekend, because she just went back to sleep.

>Hopefully she is/was totally cool and aware about yesterday, and the current situation she's in.

>Boss fucking is a great concept before the act... but, you're not so sure about how things are gonna be afterwards.

>In any case, you're extremely comfortable.

>Celestia's pillows must be stuffed with the fleece of the golden sheep of Agrabah.

>But... you need to get back to the dorms. Y'know... avoiding suspicion and whatnot.

>Don't want Twilight to think you fucked her mentor after you made her walk alone in a scary neighborhood on a cold autumn night.

>And didn't she say something about Luna?

>You judge the space between the two of you. Seems like you're capable of getting out without disturbing her sleep...

 

A. Get the fuck out.

B. Stop by in her kitchen before leaving.

C. Stay in with her.

 

>You know that condition of not being able to fall back asleep after waking up?

>That was just a shitty plot device.

>And it's not Tuesday, so you're totally fine.

>Celestia's facing away from you, and you can see her bare back, with no cover...

>Completely...

>Exposed.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mhCUkdjLvf0

>You snuggle back into the bed, wrapping your arm around Celestia to share some of the warmth.

>Hopefully, morning breath is blighted by the Strawberry Elders.

"Mmm.... g'morning..."

>She brushes a bit of hair out of her face, and turns around before recognizing you.

>Here it comes. Oh shit.

>Your life flashes befo-

>She smiles at you before closing her eyes again.

>Whew... you're in the clear.

>You cuddle with her for a bit before warmly falling back asleep.

"Alright, Anon... let's get up."

>Wtf dude, you didn't even get to sleep!

>8 AM. Hmm... funny how time works.

>Maybe you did sleep.

>Celestia gets out of bed, giving you one last glimpse of her naked body before throwing a shirt and pajamas on.

>Double nice. Extra swag for seeing a girl naked this early in the morning.

>You follow suit as Celestia waits for you to get out of her apartment.

>Getting dressed, Celestia walks behind you, hand on the broad of your back, slightly pushing you toward the door.

"Remember... not a word to anyone."

>Oh shit... you forgot about everyone.

>Twilight could be awake right now...

>Luna might be on her way.

 

A. Suggest breakfast in the town.

B. Start Cooking

C. Skedaddle

 

>You suggest getting breakfast in the town nearby.

>She gives it some thought.

>She obviously wants you out of her apartment...

>But if you guys get breakfast, you'll be out of the apartment.

>She sighs and goes back to her room.

"I'll get dressed... I know a place."

>Celestia comes out in a hoodie and jeans, hair tied up in a bun.

"You're paying for me, right?"

>She smiles a bit before walking out of the apartment.

>You follow right behind.

>Fuck dammit, what's money?

 

>After a reasonable walk and talk, discussing a little more about labwork, you two make it to the IHOP nearby.

>For those of you non-Amerifats, IHOP is godtier pancakes.

>For those of you non-Amerifats, pancakes are godtier breakfast.

>Celestia goes to use the bathroom while you do all the business.

>You get a table for the two of you when two familiar faces walk in.

>Pink hair, purple hair.

>Yellow hoodie, white coat.

"Anonymous?"

"Is that you, darling?"

>Oh... these two. They eat food?

"Where were you last night? Twilight came back all by herself! We were so worried..."

>Well, Twilight didn't know you slept with Celestia.

>But... knowing gossip girl Rarity...

>You're pretty sure they're smart enough to figure it out.

>Celestia could be back any second.

 

A. Ditch the restaurant.

B. Try to avoid Celestia. (dubs)

C. Try to hide Celestia from the girls.

D. Come up with good excuse(s) when Celestia comes back. (dubs)

 

>Celestia comes back from the bathroom and sees the two girls.

"Wow, Anonymous... you're quite the ladies man."

>Fuck dammit, Celestia, you're not helping.

>Fluttershy and Rarity turn to you, squinting.

>Ching chong ling long.

>You avoid the racial slur.

>You struggle to come up with a good excuse...

>You introduce Celestia to your two dormmates...

>And you introduce Rarity and Shy to your employer, and Twilight's mentor.

>You see the pieces forming in Rarity's eyes.

>She pulls you aside and whispers in your ear.

"Anonymous... You left Twilight by herself for Celestia? You're such a dog."

>Rarity gained the debuff: "Bad Mood"!

>Fluttershy doesn't look angry... but you're pretty sure she could NEVER be angry.

>You see Celestia piece everything together... and she comes up with a compromise.

"Would you two like to have breakfast with us?"

>rarityscrunchface.gif

>Fluttershy agrees.... as usual.

>Shit, you just thought up a great excuse! >>12599177

>The waitress calls your table ready as the three of them walk toward it, you following behind.

>Just so you can compare their asses.

>Nope... Rarity's got it bigger.

>Speaking of things that Rarity has... she's in a bad mood right now, isn't she?

>The four of you sit down and order.

>Celestia takes some orange juice while the other two girls get their tea.

>It's awkwardly quiet.

 

A. Start up conversation.

B. Offer to pay the whole meal

C. Leave the restaurant.

 

>You try to murder the elephant in the room.

>After cleaning the blood off your knife, you start a conversation about how midterms are going for everyone.

>Logical subject, right? Everybody hates them, Celestia can nostalgia over them... maybe even give some tips!

>Fluttershy looks up from her menu.

"Oh... that's right... are you ready for the biology midterm tomorrow, Anon?"

"Youuu should probably ask Twilight... she was up late studying, taking away from my beauty sleep."

>Pfff... bitch, you're the one awake early morning getting IHOP with a guy you used to love.

>She's in a bad mood, so you not to direct any convo-ordinance at her.

>She won't be in a bad mood after pancakes, though.

>You hold yourself back and look at Celestia, who sips her juice and contriboots.

"Ahaha.... midterms... I remember those. You're a biology major?"

"Oh, yes I am! I want to be a veterinarian when I'm done here."

>You tell Celestia how it's basic Bio, how you and Twilight are in her class, and how you could totally use some grad student wisdom.

>The waiter writes down crepes for Rarity, and pancakes for the rest of you, as Celestia goes over a very interesting way of remembering the little bits of meiosis.

 

>Pancakes arrive and Rarity takes a bite from her crepe.

>Debuff dispelled.

"Oh my... these are absolutely divine."

>Celestia and Fluttershy drizzle some syrup on their stacks, while you grab the Strawberry syrup.

>The elders smile upon your decision.

Threadly guess for what OPtimistic's favorite fruit is

 

>After breakfast and going dutch with the bill, Celestia bids you farewell as the three of you walk back to CU.

>Despite sleeping with Celestia and potentially ruining your rapport with everybody in the hall, you seem pretty confident that you didn't fuck up in any way.

"So darling... you have a story for us. Do tell."

>Spoke too soon.

 

A. Truth

B. >>12599796

C. Lies

D. Silence

 

>You go on to tell the legacy of last night.

>Told em how your psych professor's a pretty cool guy and how your employer's a pretty cool girl.

"What do you mea-"

>They let you drink.

>Rarity is unaffected by your comment.

>Fluttershy looks a tad disappointed.

>She was probably raised ultra nice and conservative and drinking's like totes wrong, kids.

>You continue on with the story, trying to improv a bit of it.

>You tell them how they went for some hard stuff off the top shelf.

>And they coaxed you to drink the brunt of it.

"Oh my gosh, Anon... are you okay?"

>You were more wasted than Twilight at the party a week back.

"She didn't have much."

>Fuck similes.

>Well, you were fucked up... and Celestia was concerned for the safety of her worker.

>She didn't wanna be responsible for any trouble that you coulda got into if you left by yourself, so she let you crash in her apartment.

>And you offered to pay for pancakes in the morning, but she said that you were the victim in this scenario.

>Icing on the cake.

 

>You head back into the dorms at about 9:30 AM.

>Spike's playing some vidya on the couch, and Twilight's got her face buried in a book.

>She acknowledges your presence... barely... before going back to reading.

 

A. Study/Work

B. Vidya

C. Back to the room

D. Find/Text Someone.

http://pastebin.com/7BVxC7XQ

 

>You head back to your room, change out of your nice polo into a comfy hoodie and PJ's, get your notes and book, and immediately come back to sit next to Twilight.

>You greet her with a good morning.

>She sighs.

"Morning, Anon."

>You study silently alongside her.

>She performs a 3-sneeze combo and blows her nose.

>She caught a cold.

>You sigh and apologize to Twilight for ditching her yesterday.

>You pretty much threw her under the bus... and threw a bus on top of that bus.

>After she smiles weakly and sneezes again, you inch away from her.

>Reading your book, you see Fluttershy approach the table with her book and joins the study session.

>Whew... it's pretty cold today...

>You get up and start boiling some water, and attempt to find some tea bags.

>You find some, and start brewing some cha.

Keikaku joke

>And you slightly burn your foreknuckle on the pot.

>You come back with a teapot and pour some out for the three of you.

"Thanks..."

>More pages, more books, more flipping.

>Spike rages a bit at the game in the background.

>Speaking of background...

"Howdy y'all!"

>Applejack... dressed in...

>A training bra and boxers? It's cold!

>What is she, inSAIYAN?

>You repeatedly see Spike's character die, while he does a bit of oogling at the blonde standing in the doorway.

"Oh... good morning, Applejack... would you like to study with us?"

"No thankee, ah'm gettin' ready for the big run later today at 1."

>You do some 'vestigating.

>Email from CU Central: "Undie run's today! Come join us in the annual classic run on the last day of autumn!".

>Whoopty fuckin-

>Wait... girls in underwear. This might be fun.

"Oh my... an underwear run? I could never have the courage for that..."

>Twilight sneezes, wordlessly telling you that she couldn't participate... even if she wanted to.

>You check your phone... it's 11:30.

>Hopefully it'll warm up by 1.

"Rainbow said she was gonna come run with me after she was dun with practice."

>And who knows who else you'll see on the run?

>implying you wanna go. You do have a midterm tomorrow.

 

A. Stay and study.

B. Go and watch.

C. Strip and run.

 

I spent the whole vacation thinking of cool college idea/events for y'all, and you guys threw away the BEST idea I could come up with... to study with Twilight.

I'm proud of you all.

Also, the show had an episode about running a race and AJ and RD, so my idea is totally original.

>You tell AJ how awesome that'd be to rundie un... but you owe Twilight. She's sick because of you.

"Aw shucks... ah was lookin' forwerd to seein' ya out there."

>She goes awol.

>From the dorm window, you can see the starting line from your table.

>You take a more tactical position on the table to get a better view.

>That'll be filled up with cute chicks and underwear and so much fun an-

"Anonymous...? Thanks."

>She smiles at you...

>Aww... a touching mome-

"Aaaahhh chooooo!"

>Nice.

>You, Twilight, and Fluttershy study at the table as you see Pinkie, Spike, and that guy you played basketball with once about to exit the dorms in their underwear.

>Pinkie's got a really tight pink bra on, and matching pink panties.

>Greek life really changes people.

>tfw you lost friends to Greek life ;_;

"Not running with us, Nonny?"

>You catch a good glimpse of her body... before you deny her and tell her that you need to study for tomorrow.

"Okie dokie lokie! We'll catch you later!"

>They all leave as you see more and more people amassing at the starting line.

>From what you can see with your eagle eye ability that I totally gave you just now, the starting line is...

>All guys! Thank God you avoided that sausagefest.

>You can pick out a few cute girls in the distance though.

>Rainbow hair, blonde farmgirl, Pink hair...

>Blue hair and sunglasses? That one's new... she's cute too. Isn't she that DJ?

"Anon! Focus up!"

>Twilight sneezes again before taking a sip of her tea and going back to work.

>The chatter from outside is dwindled down by a good forty yards and a half inch of glass, so you face your book and get to work.

>Learning the haploid and diploid stages of meiosis, and clarifying some minute details for Fluttershy, you feel like you're being pretty productive... and possibly capable for tomorrow's midterm.

>Twilight makes some small corrections in your explanation like a fucking cunt...

>Then she sneezes.

>And her sneezes aren't cute... this is some banshee grade Danny Phantom sneeze.

>Loud and decently animated.

>After a little while, you look outside again...

>Nobody. They're all running.

>You check the e-mail and it shows you the map of the school and the route that the run will take.

>Starting at the dorms, they run down to the Greens, across the sports fields, and then down the "walk of shame"

>Walk of shame?

>Fluttershy speaks up.

"Oh... I know that place! That's the back entrance to the dorms... that's how all the regretting sorority girls walk back to school after a party."

>How does she...

"N-not... that I took it before..."

>Whew... this book is starting too look fuzzy.

>Break time?

 

A. lunch.

B. vidya.

C. study.

 

>You gotta take a break...

>Pancakes were fantastic... but they only last so long.

>Your tummy rumbles.

>You'd rather not leave the dorms... too cold...

>Also, the fact that there's a decent number of half naked college students out there is a good deterrent too.

>You ask the girls if they want food, to which they easily acquiesce.

>You raid the pantry. Dorms totally have pantries.

>Canned broth. This'll do. You find 3 cans. Good enough for the lot of you.

>You throw a soup pot on the stove and pour in a bunch of shit and whatever.

>Um... what else goes in there?

>Chives. Fuckin' love chives.

>You put them on everything... and they are the signature of a great chef.

>Right next to garlic salt. But no garlic salt in this soup.

>You don't wanna dishonor your famiry.

>After doing some magic shit with the eggs... or... just dropping the eggs in... you have your soup.

>Egg.

>Drop.

>Get it?

"Wow, Anon... that smells fantastic!"

>Gordon Ramsey smiles upon you today.

>You bring your pot over to the table, and bring three bowls and spoons with you.

>Pouring some out for everybody, you itadekimasu and chow down.

>Fuckin' weeaboos.

 

"That was nice..."

"Yeah Anon... I forgot how good of a cook you were."

>Then why do you suck in lab so much?

>Wow... you're full. You don't even feel like working anymore...

 

A. Study

B. League

C. Go to the "Walk of Shame"

 

>You fiddle around in your hoodie before closing your book.

"Going somewhere, Anon?"

>You're gonna try to catch the back end of the undie run...

"Alrighty... we'll be here."

>You bring an extra blanket and wrap yourself in it.

>You head out of the dorms and follow the path away from the school, toward the back.

>You see a very beautiful deciduous forest, split by a brick path about 13 yards wide. The leaves are a golden brown color, ready to fall off soon.

>The wind that blows only serves to reinforce that winter's coming.

>And you mysteriously missed Thanksgiving... you fucking commie.

>You park it on the left side of the path, finding a dry bench for you to sit on.

>In a matter of minutes, you start to hear the clamor.

>Looks like a big bundle of people... can you recognize anybody?

>Can't find any rainbows... or Applejack... You'd expect them to lead the pack.

>No pink... no scrawny little kid...

>Hell... everybody here looks like a regular John Smith.

>All of these guys probably came out to the undie run to try and find half naked girls.

>And you did too. Dammit.

 

A. Awkwardly join the run.

B. Keep looking for your friends.

C. Go back to the dorms.

 

>You figure you've waited long enough.

>Maybe whoever it was your looking for was hidden inside the pack?

>Yeah, that's optimistic enough...

>Not like they got ambushed by ninja coyotes and brutally murdered, right?

>It's not safe to walk through the race... so you wait for the pack to dissipate.

>You stand up from the park bench when the coast is clear and walk down the Walk of Shame.

>You wrap yourself up a bit in your blanket before taking some steps.

>Maybe they're stragglers?

>No... RD and AJ are too athletic... and Pinkie's way to energetic to be in back.

>You emerge out of the treeline and see most everybody past the finish line...

>You can hear something behind you...

"Hey, get out of the way!"

>Rainbow Dash?

>She's on a mad sprint... against Applejack?

>They blow by you and cross the finish line.

"Whew... good run out there, Rainbow!"

"Heh... I did have practice earlier today... so you totally had a handicap."

>You approach the two of them.

"Heya, Anon!"

>Rainbow gives you a sweaty hug.

>She's into hugging now?

 

A. Talk to the two girls.

B. Scout out the finish line for the rest of your friends.

C. Go back to the dorms.

 

>You strike up conversation with the two girls.

>Sweat glistens along their toned bodies, slightly adding discoloration to the small pieces of fabric they have on.

>Rainbow's panting pretty heavily, about as frequently as AJ is.

>She gets up and steals the blanket off of your shoulders...

>Fukkin cunt i sware dat blankie belonged to me mum, imma sock u in da gabber

"Mmm... thanks, dude."

>What exactly were they doing finishing last?

"Well, there was a hiccup or two in the race..."

"Rainbow, tried tah trip me!"

"No, I didn't! You just fell!"

>Applejack has a smug grin on her face.

"Ah'm just kiddin' ya, Rainbow."

>You ask them if they've seen that blue haired girl with the glasses.

"'fraid not, partner... Why? You got a crush on her or somethin'?"

>Dash looks a bit worried.

"Anon? You're crushing on someone? Who is it?! N-not that I care... or anything."

>Applejack tells her about the blue hair girl who you saw at the starting line.

"Oh... her? We blew by her a long time ago! I thought we were supposed to finish last, but I guess not."

"That's right! We did see 'er... she wasn't even runnin'!"

>They share a laugh as you see the girl cross the finish line, jogging slightly.

"Well, I'm a bit tardy to the party... but y'know... I'm always fashionably late!"

>No one seems to pay attention to her little creative spiel...

>You swore you could see a bit of sadness behind those sunglasses.

"Hey, Anon... we're gonna head back to the dorms... you coming, dude?"

 

A. Talk to the girl.

B. Go back to the dorms

C. Try to find the rest of your friends.

 

>You tell the girls to go on with out you.

>You approach the blue haired girl slowly.

>She stands, slouching a bit, in some neon blue panties and a white bra.

>And... she catches you looking.

"Hey buddy... need something?"

>She attempts a supermodel pose.

>She looks like she got her back impaled by a rail spike.

>You try to divert your attention from anywhere on her body to her big pair of glasses.

>Name... she reminds you of a girl that you once knew.

>See her face whenever you, you look, at her.

>She attempts to Usher in her skills along with her name.

"The name's Vinyl... but most everybody knows me as DJ Pon3!"

>Judging by the way EVERYbody reacted at her little one liner earlier, you're pretty sure she's lying about the "everybody knows me" part.

Please tell me how the character in the series with the least screen time has arguably the deepest character development in my story?

>You give her the recognition face, and tell her that you've seen her throwing down a few sets here and there. Once at Canterlot Commotion, and the other at the bonfire.

>Speaking of that night... you still owe Dash money.

>She's a bro... it's not that bad.

"Sweet! Finally, some recognition. I mean uh... Thanks, I get it a lot. My sets are totally awesome, right?"

>Yup. You reassure her of her quality.

>You two chat for a bit when she shivers...

"Hoo, boy... it's cold out here... Totally forgot that I'm in my undies. I'm gonna get me inside before I turn into a popsicle... well, it was nice meeting you, Anon. Maybe I'll catch ya around."

>She writes her phone number on your hand, because sharpies exist.

 

A. Ask to hang with her

B. Vidya time

C. Gym.

 

>You ask if you can come inside with her.

>I can never stop the come inside jokes. They're too easy.

"You wanna hang out? I mean... yeah, I'm cool with that... I'm over here in B building."

>You follow her to her building. It's literally across the way from yours, and you can totally see your room from the entrance.

>She swipes her card allowing you access into their lobby.

For the record, Anon and friends live in A.

"Careful about my roommate though... she can be a bit of a downer sometimes..."

>You enter the lobby and see a girl in seafoam green, reading a book about horses.

>Some blonde guy in a vest, watching a western on TV.

>That blonde goalie... well, striker now...

>Nobody notices or greets Vinyl, and transitively, no one greets you.

>Because a girl walking in her undies is totally normal.

>You two get into her room and Vinyl goes through her closet.

"Well... congrats, Anon... Not even a half hour, and you got me half naked in my room. That a new record for ya?"

>She laughs a bit at her own joke, as you correct her, and how your record was actually twenty minutes at a high school party.

>Because Anonswag for days.

>Vinyl's desk has little working space, and is mainly cluttered with scattered papers, small speakers, headphones, and a small mixer flanking a laptop.

>She tosses a shirt on, because shirt and panties is the coolest thing ever, then opens up her laptop and starts up some music.

"Break... come on... ooooh... scratch-o, HEY!"

>She tells you how she's majoring in music composition, like her roomie.

>Speaking of her roomie, you wonder who she is?

 

A. small talk (about the roommate)

B. business talk (about her)

C. bizness talk

 

>Bass be wubbin as the two of you be dubbin.

"I'm really into Rusko's stuff. They feel more... organic."

>Dubstep

>organic.

>Pick three.

>You tell her to turn it down a bit, and she reluctantly obliges.

>You ask her some of the basics... like how long has she been doing DJ stuff, what other things she's into, any crazy stories about her.

"Oh yeah, I love mixing. Been at it for a few years now... surprised Notes actually accepted me as a performer."

>Canterlot Notes... that club has been in and out of your inbox a few times... worth checking out?

>You learn that Vinyl used to actually be a part of a music group where she played clarinet, but that was long ago in elementary school.

>You switch the topics back to something interesting. The bonfire gig. You had some fun at that.

"Oh yeah, that was a killer venue. It's so much fun doing a set, especially at parties where everyone's having an awesome time. It just... sucks, y'know? That you can't be a part of that party. Everyone's having so much fun, and you're causing that... but... you never get appreciated, or recognized. All they hear is the music."

>The music's stopped at this point.

>She's taken her glasses off and is looking at you, slightly frowning.

>She leans closer.

>The door opens.

"Ugh... Vinyl... put on some pan-"

>The girl in grey spots you. You've seen her once... right?

"Who is this and what is he doing in our room?"

>Vinyl sighs.

"Octavia... Anon. Anon, Octavia."

>You weakly shake her cold hand.

"A pleasure. Now would you mind if I asked you to leave?"

>Her smile from you turns to a scowl at Vinyl.

"I'll uh... catch ya later, Anon?"

>You nod as you head out.

 

>You get back to your dorm room momentarily.

>It's somehow late at night already... how convenient.

>Lobby's empty. You head back to your room.

>Midterm tomorrow... gotta be prepared.

 

A. Sleep to charge your brain

B. Study to fill your brain

C. League to clear your brain.

 

>You toss into bed... It's been an oddly long day.

>Not to mention you inadvertently work up at 6 AM today... next to your employer... naked.

>You let the cold air around you lull you to sleep as you struggle to find refuge under your covers.

>Writing about a cold bedroom in the summer is not helping anyone.

>You let yourself find the dreams.

>White. You see some of your friends pass you by.

>Friends from high school. Friends from college.

>Places you've been... your home. Your dorm room.

>You hear garbled noises... then voices.

"What are you... who are you..."

>You're Anon... college student... science major... research assistant...

>You're still just a kid... or at least, an older kid.

"What will you.... who will you..."

>You... will?

>What lies in the future for you?

>What are your dreams? What are your hopes?

>But more importantly...

>What are you doing about it?

>Something needs to be done...

>You can't just cast off your future to the side...

>Cowards do that... and that ain't you...

...

http://youtu.be/X16G2hsVI9w?t=50s

 

End day 14

Day 14 Summary

Gained weight from sitting around

Prepared for the Bio midterm

Dash Debt: $18

Befriended Vinyl.

Met Octavia.