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Canter U: Day 21 Sunday [Getting Back to Business]

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>Mmm... morning time already?
>What's that shuffling noise.
>Spike's... jobhanding himself in his sleeping bag.
>You try to ignore it as best you can.
>That way he can have a decent finish.
>The shuffling stops.
>You wait a minute or two before stretching, yawning, and bidding Spike good morning.
>He's not saying a word.
>Did you wait long enough?
>You get out of your sleeping bag and...
>Yeesh... you're sore for some reason... especially in your lower regions.
>Ahchoo! Egh... and your nose feels bad.
>Not to mention, you're out of cash.
>Worth it, you got this shittily drawn stick figure with a bunch of No's on it.
>Coming out of the tent, most everyone's awake...
>Counting everyone, you don't see Dash or Vinyl.
>Still asleep?
>Oh no... OP wrote a cold ending! Did Dash even make it back?
>Applejack, Twilight and Fluttershy are packing up...
>Rarity's showing Octavia her sketches while Pinkie Pie's eating the rest of the marshmallows.
>You're not leaving camp for another few hours... when the traffic's not as bad.
A. Cook breakfast
B. Investigate sleepy heads.
C. Help pack up.
D. Eat some junk food.
E. Go artsy fartsy.
>You shuff your hair and wave to everybody.
"Mornin' Anon!"
>You walk past them... and you walk over to the tent that you heard the mudsquishing two nights ago.
>Wonder if that noise is happening again.
>It's snoring...
>You peek your head inside.
>Vinyl fell asleep on top of her sleeping bag.
>White shirt, blue panties.
>She's a side sleeper, huh?
>You peek your head out, and try to find Rainbow's tent.
>Right next door.
>You peek your head inside.
If I had time, she'd be missing. I'll write a spinoff someday.
>She's asleep too, on top of her sleeping bag.
>Asleep in the clothes she was in yesternight...
>She's a side sleeper too?
>You peek back in Vinyl's tent.
>Oh... Vinyl's a right sleeper, and Dash is a left sleeper...
>See? They're totally different characters.
A. Wake them both up.
B. Lie next to Dash.
C. Lie next to Vinyl.
D. Go get some breakfast.
B. Sleep next to Dash.
>You get into Vinyl's tent.
>Octavia hasn't rolled up her sleeping bag yet...
>You'd think she would... Ah well.
>At least you have somewhere to lie down.
>You crouch down and lay on the bag.
>And get a facefull of sleeping bag...
>Hmm... smells like fresh mahogany and Lemon Pledge.
>Vinyl's sleeping with her sunglasses... and she rolls over to her left side.
>And you're pretty sure you heard Dash next door roll over to her right.
>She's still pretty far away from you, and her sleeping position is just begging to be spooned.
>Or rather... at least you think so.
>Her breaths are nice and far between.
>So peaceful.
A. Loud wake up.
B. Polite wake up.
C. Spoon her.
D. Dashie's tent.
>You slide a little closer... really awkwardly.
>Really, moving while on your side is really weird to do.
>Try it right now.
>And... you're ready to dock.
>ATC is signalling you to land.
>And... you land.
>Spooning her.
>Vinyl stirs a bit... before realizing that something's behind her.
"Whoamygosh... Anon? What are you doing?"
>She hasn't broken spoon formation Delta X-ray Niner.
>What... she doesn't like spooning?
"I-i just... you surprised me is all... now get off me."
>She smells like electricity and sour candy.
>I don't fucking know. For some reason, that's what I think of.
>Mmm... you're really comfy...
>You can feel her body rising and falling as she breathes.
>She's breathing a little faster now...
"Anon? You gonna move?"
A. Wrap your arm around her.
B. Get off of her.
C. Kiss her neck.
>Kthen. No risks today. Too early anyways.
>You depart from Vinyl Scratch International Assport.
>Octavia's sleeping bag is still pretty comfy... so you lay a while.
>Vinyl turns to face you, and takes off her sunglasses.
>Deep Purple
>They're playing outside right now.
>Smoke on the Water.
>Nope, sleeping bag too comfy.
>In any case, Vinyl's facing you. A blank look on her face, but she's intently keeping eye contact with you.
>You return the contact with some of your own... trying not to break this moment in any way.
>She's breathing slowly... and she seems relaxed.
>Her straight face slowly curls upward... and her face breaks into a smile.
"Hah, what are you looking at?"
>a bitch that doesn't wanna spoon, that's what.
>You refrain from your comment.
>You return a warm smile.
>And you two lay there... smiling at each other for what seems to be a whole 3 seconds
"Alrighty... let's start the day!"
>Vinyl sits up and dons some jeans in the corner of the tent and you both walk out.
>Hopefully, no implications.
>Fluttershy and Applejack are cooking.
>Twilight's talking to Octavia as she plays her cello.
>Pinkie and Spike are still eating the left over marshmallows.
>Rainbow's looking through Rarity's notebook as she talks to her.
A. Cooking
B. Cello
C. Marshmallows
D. Notebook
>You head over to the fire.
>Applejack just got finished cooking her eggs.
"Oh, Anon! Ya wanted to cook the eggs? Yer a bit late..."
>You curse OP for taking too long.
>You take a look at the plate. They actually look pretty good.
"Yep, my uncle taught me how to make these! They're called.... 'way voes... ranchy rows'?"
>Hmm... gotta try that one day. It looks nice.
>Maybe Applejack's a better cook later on in the day.
>Brunch eggs complete...
>Maybe Fluttershy needs help?
>She's putting the finishing touches on a macaroni salad.
>Looks even better, although you're a potato salad kind of person.
"Oh thank you, Anon... b-but I'm pretty sure it's not that great."
>You take a plastic fork and eat a spoonful of it, despite having a fork.
>Either she's a lying bitch, or she's just really insecure...
>You're going with the first one.
>Hmm... out of a job.
>You peer through the cooler...
>They forgot the ham.
>You cut some slices and toss them on the grill.
>Hopefully they're not Jewish.
"Pass me more of that!"
>Spike points at the plate of ham.
>The cold and sugary ham that you discovered has become a toasty and caramelized piece of goodness.
>You slide the plate down, after taking one for yourself, and finish loading your plate.
>Taking a bite from Applejack's Huevos... they're fantastic...
>Applejack takes a sip from her juice and yells.
"So, Rainbow... How'd last night with Anon turn out?"
>IMPLYING IMPLYING IMPLYING IMPLYING
>Spike looks at you excited, Rarity sinks in her chair, Twilight looks shocked, Fluttershy's blushing, the list ends here
>And Rainbow's stammering out some words.
"H-hey! I didn't... We didn't do anything, right Anon?"
>You give her the Costanza.
"Anon! We were j-just.... uh... exploring the forest! That's right!"
"Ohmigosh Dashie! Were you scared?"
"No way! I'm never scared."
>You have more Costanzas in your bag... you just used the last one you had on you.
>After breakfast, you start to pack up.
"Hey! We should take a picture to remember this forever!"
>Vinyl's ultra excited and whips out her phone.
>You all line up or whatever and take the picture.
Resident drawfag, get to work.
>You guys finish taking down your camp.
>Just as clean as the day you arrived.
>You all move back up to the cars... Luckily they're still there.
>They disperse in their groups.
A. Car 1: Pinkie, RD, Vinyl, AJ
B. Car 2: Octavia, Twi, Shy, Rarity.
>AJ gets in the driver's seat and you... somehow got the bitch seat again?
>What the hell, OP?
>You'll thank me eventually.
>Vinyl Dash and Rainbow Scratch sit next to you, and Pinkie has a shotgun.
>Oh fuck. Shotguns.
>The car ride begins... music's playing fine.
>Pinkie's telling some high school anecdote about how she used to be really quiet.
>College changes people.
Take notes, Deadpool.
>But... how have you changed since you've come to CU?
>You got active.
"Cain't say ah've changed much."
>Vinyl tells her sob story about how she was popularly alone in high school.
"But... now I have you guys! You guys are so cool."
>implying you're her friends.
>Pinkie welcomes her with singing and open arms.
>And... I guess she's your friend. You did see her half naked... good so far.
A. AJ
B. Dash
C. Vinyl
D. Pinkie
>You turn to your right, and start chatting up...
>Oh wait, that's not Vinyl.
>You turn to your left.
"Honestly, Anon... I'm pretty sure you're like, my best friend."
>She leans on you and smiles.
>You've got Dash's attention.
>You remind her how you first met her half naked.
>Dash recalls the whole situation... and scrunch.gif in her seat.
"Oh yeah, tha's right! Weren' chu in the undie run last week?"
"Yep! The blue flash! Sonic!"
>Dash comes in from the right.
"Really now? What place did you finish in? Last, was it?"
>Cat fight... and you're awkwardly in the middle.
"Y'know... one or two spots behind you."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sL5i7O-5_z8
>More or less related.
"Oh yeah? Bring it on, Rainbow Clown!"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nz6VGMfMRQg
>Equally related.
"Hmph..."
>They both hmph'ed and turned opposite ways.
>Females with the drama and the boobs and the vaginas and the hair and what not.
>Fuck them all.
>It's gonna be a quiet car ride.
A. Talk to Dash
B. Talk to Vinyl
C. Silence until you reach campus.
>Both of the girls have headphones in their ears... and they're both leaning on opposite sides of the car.
>They're ignoring everybody and everything.
>Especially this.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_oEtLRVZoGw
>You tap Vinyl on the shoulder...
>She takes out one earphone.
"Yeah?"
>You tell her sorry for earlier. You have no idea why Dash was being a mad cunt.
>You leave out the mad cunt part.
"Huh, oh..."
>You tell her how Dash can be abrasive... but in the caring way.
>In retrospect, and on the Court Record, it says that Vinyl got mad first...
"Yeah... I don't know what got me all riled up..."
>Good guess, probably the fact that you're her only friend... and she somehow felt like you were stolen away or something...
>Probably why Dash was mad too.
>You tell her that Dash is usually a total bro... and you should just give her a chance.
"Y-yeah..."
>She reaches across you and taps Dash on the shoulder...
"What do you want?"
"Look, I'm sorry for going off on you..."
"You should be."
>You elbow Dash lightly.
"I-i mean... yeah... I shouldn't have been fucking with you like that..."
>Alright, let the lesbian sex commence!
"We're here!"
>DAMMIT!
>You're parked outside of the registration office of the CU dorms.
>You walk up to the counter and approach the girl in a purple collared shirt.
>She's lookin' real professional.
"Need something?"
>You introduce yourself.
>Anon, A building, science major, researcher, swagmaster.
"Hmm."
>She's typing on a computer, probably some real dorm worker logistics work.
>You take a glance. She's on typing an essay.
>You ask her name, because that's usually what happens when you give yours.
"Cheerilee."
>She goes back to typing.
>How much is it to rent a car?
>Without looking up, she answers you by pointing at a sticky note.
>Car Rentals. $10/day.
>You check your watch.
>It hasn't even been 2 whole days yet!
>She's still typing.
>You skip the shit and ask for a lowered price, because she's charging you for two days of rental.
>Come on! She's a college student! She understands what it means to be destitute!
>She sighs and saves her essay.
"S-s-sorry... I'm just... in the middle of a really important paper."
>Oh yeah? For what?
"I'm trying to get my teaching credentials..."
No idea how that shit works, so just go with it.
>A teacher, huh? She must be good at math... she'll understand your logic.
>You do some mental math and pitch the price at about $32.
"My hands are tied... I'm afraid the most you're gonna get is $38."
>$34?
"$38."
>$36?
"Fine. $37."
>She looks really anxious and opens up her essay again
A. Push the limits.
B. Stop bothering her.
>Good enough.
>You smile at Cherilee and thank her.
>You tell the girls the good news.
"Great job, Anon! We saved three dollars!"
>They've managed to scrounge up $30.
>And you and Dash are out of money.
>After asking Spike to do you AND Dash a total solid, you and her promise to pay him back.
>Pinkie Pie makes it rain on Cherilee, who sighs and collects the money before going back to work.
>You wave at her goodbye on your way out the door.
>She didn't wave back because she didn't see you.
>And you say goodbye to Vinyl and Octavia as they split down the path to B Building.
>Rainbow Dash runs up to the door and swipes her card, letting you all in.
"Oh... it feels great to be back home..."
>Home. Do you feel at home at CU?
>If you do, like comment and subscribe.
>Fluttershy walks to her hall.
"It's been a while... I'm sure wittle Winona's missed me."
>How she's been keeping a dog here completely secret, no idea.
>Everyone heads back to their rooms, no further words.
>You and Spike throw your bags on your beds, and unpack.
>Whew... something smells smelly. That smelly smell.
A. Laundry
B. Study
C. League
>You hamper up all your shit... and bring it down to the basement...
>Good thing you were proactive, nobody's in here!
>You take your laptop out of the drawstring bag, and put it on the table.
>You have great connection down here.
>Maybe you could host a League game down here.
>A few more blacklights... and maybe a minifridge.
>Egh... later.
>You toss your clothes in the washer and start studying on your laptop.
>You do your best not to watch anything on Youtube or check Facebook.
>Study study study study...
>Oh... Didn't Dr. D say there was a paper due?
>You check the class page.
>Due next Thursday.
>Whew.
>You open up Word and write your heading and put page numbers on it.
>Good enough for day 1!
>You hear someone coming down the stairs.
>It's Rainbro. She's got a small mesh bag filled with clothes.
"Aw... you're using it? Text me when your is done!"
>She takes a step up the stairs.
A. Study/Work
B. Share the washer.
C. Tell her to hang out with you instead.
>Nahbish nah. Just stay down here!
"Huh? Fine."
>She dumps her bag off somewhere and takes a seat across from you.
>You're between her and chemistry powerpoint.
"Hmm... I'm bored."
>Pff. This bitch don't see the feng shui potential of this basement.
>>>/furniture/
>Is there a board like that?
>Oh yeah, speaking of board... Dash is bored.
>You hung out with Dash, practically all weekend... so you don't really have much to talk about...
>When's the next game?
"Tuesday, and it's a home game. I better see you there."
>She smirks at you and leans across the table.
>The washer continues to stir.
A. continue small talk
B. talk about the spooky adventure
C. get down to business.
By LT. Flightfag
Let's get down to business!
To Defeat... the Dash.
Did I get the Rainbro?
That shit was... so cash.
Got the hardest cock she ever met...
But you bet before we're through
Dashie I'll, fuck the shit
out of you.
>She's propped herself up with her forearms leaning on the table.
>That cute smirk that you're used to seeing her with.
>You lean over the table and meet her lips quickly, before the smirk disappears.
>You two lock lips for a long while and she pulls away.
>She's never gonna catch her breath.
"Say goodbye to those who knew me!"
>Boy, were you a fool in school for cutting gym.
>She's kinda looking scared to death.
"Hope you don't... see right through me~!"
>Then you turn the lights out way down dim!
>BE A MAN
>You pull your pants down with burning fervor.
>BE A MAN
>She takes her shirt off with howling speed.
>BE A MAN
>You press against her up on the washer...
>Repeatedly kissed, it's time to plant your seed!
>You're doing your do on the washer.
>Luckily enough, it's loud enough to mask out Dashie's faint moans.
>And the shaking of the washer is doing twenty percent of the work.
"Oh my gosh... Anon! I've missed this so much~!"
You didn't actually fuck her yesterday after the Slender deal.
>Time is racing toward you...
>As your cum arrives...
>Heaving hips into her.
>Moaning out a cry!
>You're not ready to stop, you want some more.
>But you can bet your balls, you're through...
>Dashie's vag...
>made a fag
>OUT OF UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
End day 21.
Day 21 Summary
Met Cherilee
Vinyl Rapport up!
Dash Rapport up!
Cooking skill increased!
Essay: 3%

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>Mmm... morning time already?
>What's that shuffling noise.
>Spike's... jobhanding himself in his sleeping bag.
>You try to ignore it as best you can.
>That way he can have a decent finish.
>The shuffling stops.
>You wait a minute or two before stretching, yawning, and bidding Spike good morning.
>He's not saying a word.
>Did you wait long enough?
>You get out of your sleeping bag and...
>Yeesh... you're sore for some reason... especially in your lower regions.
>Ahchoo! Egh... and your nose feels bad.
>Not to mention, you're out of cash.
>Worth it, you got this shittily drawn stick figure with a bunch of No's on it.
>Coming out of the tent, most everyone's awake...
>Counting everyone, you don't see Dash or Vinyl.
>Still asleep?
>Oh no... OP wrote a cold ending! Did Dash even make it back?
>Applejack, Twilight and Fluttershy are packing up...
>Rarity's showing Octavia her sketches while Pinkie Pie's eating the rest of the marshmallows.
>You're not leaving camp for another few hours... when the traffic's not as bad.

A. Cook breakfast
B. Investigate sleepy heads.
C. Help pack up.
D. Eat some junk food.
E. Go artsy fartsy.

>You shuff your hair and wave to everybody.
"Mornin' Anon!"
>You walk past them... and you walk over to the tent that you heard the mudsquishing two nights ago.
>Wonder if that noise is happening again.
>It's snoring...
>You peek your head inside.
>Vinyl fell asleep on top of her sleeping bag.
>White shirt, blue panties.
>She's a side sleeper, huh?
>You peek your head out, and try to find Rainbow's tent.
>Right next door.
>You peek your head inside.
If I had time, she'd be missing. I'll write a spinoff someday.
>She's asleep too, on top of her sleeping bag.
>Asleep in the clothes she was in yesternight...
>She's a side sleeper too?
>You peek back in Vinyl's tent.
>Oh... Vinyl's a right sleeper, and Dash is a left sleeper...
>See? They're totally different characters.

A. Wake them both up.
B. Lie next to Dash.
C. Lie next to Vinyl.
D. Go get some breakfast.
B. Sleep next to Dash.

>You get into Vinyl's tent.
>Octavia hasn't rolled up her sleeping bag yet...
>You'd think she would... Ah well.
>At least you have somewhere to lie down.
>You crouch down and lay on the bag.
>And get a facefull of sleeping bag...
>Hmm... smells like fresh mahogany and Lemon Pledge.
>Vinyl's sleeping with her sunglasses... and she rolls over to her left side.
>And you're pretty sure you heard Dash next door roll over to her right.
>She's still pretty far away from you, and her sleeping position is just begging to be spooned.
>Or rather... at least you think so.
>Her breaths are nice and far between.
>So peaceful.

A. Loud wake up.
B. Polite wake up.
C. Spoon her.
D. Dashie's tent.

>You slide a little closer... really awkwardly.
>Really, moving while on your side is really weird to do.
>Try it right now.
>And... you're ready to dock.
>ATC is signalling you to land.
>And... you land.
>Spooning her.
>Vinyl stirs a bit... before realizing that something's behind her.
"Whoamygosh... Anon? What are you doing?"
>She hasn't broken spoon formation Delta X-ray Niner.
>What... she doesn't like spooning?
"I-i just... you surprised me is all... now get off me."
>She smells like electricity and sour candy.
>I don't fucking know. For some reason, that's what I think of.
>Mmm... you're really comfy...
>You can feel her body rising and falling as she breathes.
>She's breathing a little faster now...
"Anon? You gonna move?"

A. Wrap your arm around her.
B. Get off of her.
C. Kiss her neck.

>Kthen. No risks today. Too early anyways.
>You depart from Vinyl Scratch International Assport.
>Octavia's sleeping bag is still pretty comfy... so you lay a while.
>Vinyl turns to face you, and takes off her sunglasses.
>Deep Purple
>They're playing outside right now.
>Smoke on the Water.
>Nope, sleeping bag too comfy.
>In any case, Vinyl's facing you. A blank look on her face, but she's intently keeping eye contact with you.
>You return the contact with some of your own... trying not to break this moment in any way.
>She's breathing slowly... and she seems relaxed.
>Her straight face slowly curls upward... and her face breaks into a smile.
"Hah, what are you looking at?"
>a bitch that doesn't wanna spoon, that's what.
>You refrain from your comment.
>You return a warm smile.
>And you two lay there... smiling at each other for what seems to be a whole 3 seconds
"Alrighty... let's start the day!"
>Vinyl sits up and dons some jeans in the corner of the tent and you both walk out.
>Hopefully, no implications.
>Fluttershy and Applejack are cooking.
>Twilight's talking to Octavia as she plays her cello.
>Pinkie and Spike are still eating the left over marshmallows.
>Rainbow's looking through Rarity's notebook as she talks to her.

A. Cooking
B. Cello
C. Marshmallows
D. Notebook

>You head over to the fire.
>Applejack just got finished cooking her eggs.
"Oh, Anon! Ya wanted to cook the eggs? Yer a bit late..."
>You curse OP for taking too long.
>You take a look at the plate. They actually look pretty good.
"Yep, my uncle taught me how to make these! They're called.... 'way voes... ranchy rows'?"
>Hmm... gotta try that one day. It looks nice.
>Maybe Applejack's a better cook later on in the day.
>Brunch eggs complete...
>Maybe Fluttershy needs help?
>She's putting the finishing touches on a macaroni salad.
>Looks even better, although you're a potato salad kind of person.
"Oh thank you, Anon... b-but I'm pretty sure it's not that great."
>You take a plastic fork and eat a spoonful of it, despite having a fork.
>Either she's a lying bitch, or she's just really insecure...
>You're going with the first one.
>Hmm... out of a job.
>You peer through the cooler...
>They forgot the ham.
>You cut some slices and toss them on the grill.
>Hopefully they're not Jewish.

"Pass me more of that!"
>Spike points at the plate of ham.
>The cold and sugary ham that you discovered has become a toasty and caramelized piece of goodness.
>You slide the plate down, after taking one for yourself, and finish loading your plate.
>Taking a bite from Applejack's Huevos... they're fantastic...
>Applejack takes a sip from her juice and yells.
"So, Rainbow... How'd last night with Anon turn out?"
>IMPLYING IMPLYING IMPLYING IMPLYING
>Spike looks at you excited, Rarity sinks in her chair, Twilight looks shocked, Fluttershy's blushing, the list ends here
>And Rainbow's stammering out some words.
"H-hey! I didn't... We didn't do anything, right Anon?"
>You give her the Costanza.
"Anon! We were j-just.... uh... exploring the forest! That's right!"
"Ohmigosh Dashie! Were you scared?"
"No way! I'm never scared."
>You have more Costanzas in your bag... you just used the last one you had on you.

>After breakfast, you start to pack up.
"Hey! We should take a picture to remember this forever!"
>Vinyl's ultra excited and whips out her phone.
>You all line up or whatever and take the picture.
Resident drawfag, get to work.
>You guys finish taking down your camp.
>Just as clean as the day you arrived.
>You all move back up to the cars... Luckily they're still there.
>They disperse in their groups.

A. Car 1: Pinkie, RD, Vinyl, AJ
B. Car 2: Octavia, Twi, Shy, Rarity.

>AJ gets in the driver's seat and you... somehow got the bitch seat again?
>What the hell, OP?
>You'll thank me eventually.
>Vinyl Dash and Rainbow Scratch sit next to you, and Pinkie has a shotgun.
>Oh fuck. Shotguns.
>The car ride begins... music's playing fine.
>Pinkie's telling some high school anecdote about how she used to be really quiet.
>College changes people.
Take notes, Deadpool.
>But... how have you changed since you've come to CU?
>You got active.
"Cain't say ah've changed much."
>Vinyl tells her sob story about how she was popularly alone in high school.
"But... now I have you guys! You guys are so cool."
>implying you're her friends.
>Pinkie welcomes her with singing and open arms.
>And... I guess she's your friend. You did see her half naked... good so far.

A. AJ
B. Dash
C. Vinyl
D. Pinkie

>You turn to your right, and start chatting up...
>Oh wait, that's not Vinyl.
>You turn to your left.
"Honestly, Anon... I'm pretty sure you're like, my best friend."
>She leans on you and smiles.
>You've got Dash's attention.
>You remind her how you first met her half naked.
>Dash recalls the whole situation... and scrunch.gif in her seat.
"Oh yeah, tha's right! Weren' chu in the undie run last week?"
"Yep! The blue flash! Sonic!"
>Dash comes in from the right.
"Really now? What place did you finish in? Last, was it?"
>Cat fight... and you're awkwardly in the middle.
"Y'know... one or two spots behind you."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sL5i7O-5_z8
>More or less related.
"Oh yeah? Bring it on, Rainbow Clown!"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nz6VGMfMRQg
>Equally related.
"Hmph..."
>They both hmph'ed and turned opposite ways.
>Females with the drama and the boobs and the vaginas and the hair and what not.
>Fuck them all.
>It's gonna be a quiet car ride.

A. Talk to Dash
B. Talk to Vinyl
C. Silence until you reach campus.

>Both of the girls have headphones in their ears... and they're both leaning on opposite sides of the car.
>They're ignoring everybody and everything.
>Especially this.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_oEtLRVZoGw
>You tap Vinyl on the shoulder... 
>She takes out one earphone.
"Yeah?"
>You tell her sorry for earlier. You have no idea why Dash was being a mad cunt.
>You leave out the mad cunt part.
"Huh, oh..."
>You tell her how Dash can be abrasive... but in the caring way.
>In retrospect, and on the Court Record, it says that Vinyl got mad first...
"Yeah... I don't know what got me all riled up..."
>Good guess, probably the fact that you're her only friend... and she somehow felt like you were stolen away or something...
>Probably why Dash was mad too.
>You tell her that Dash is usually a total bro... and you should just give her a chance.
"Y-yeah..."
>She reaches across you and taps Dash on the shoulder...
"What do you want?"
"Look, I'm sorry for going off on you..."
"You should be."
>You elbow Dash lightly.
"I-i mean... yeah... I shouldn't have been fucking with you like that..."
>Alright, let the lesbian sex commence!
"We're here!"
>DAMMIT!
>You're parked outside of the registration office of the CU dorms.
>You walk up to the counter and approach the girl in a purple collared shirt.
>She's lookin' real professional.
"Need something?"
>You introduce yourself.
>Anon, A building, science major, researcher, swagmaster.
"Hmm."
>She's typing on a computer, probably some real dorm worker logistics work.
>You take a glance. She's on typing an essay.
>You ask her name, because that's usually what happens when you give yours.
"Cheerilee."
>She goes back to typing.
>How much is it to rent a car?
>Without looking up, she answers you by pointing at a sticky note.
>Car Rentals. $10/day.
>You check your watch.
>It hasn't even been 2 whole days yet!
>She's still typing.
>You skip the shit and ask for a lowered price, because she's charging you for two days of rental.
>Come on! She's a college student! She understands what it means to be destitute!
>She sighs and saves her essay.
"S-s-sorry... I'm just... in the middle of a really important paper."
>Oh yeah? For what?
"I'm trying to get my teaching credentials..."
No idea how that shit works, so just go with it.
>A teacher, huh? She must be good at math... she'll understand your logic.
>You do some mental math and pitch the price at about $32.
"My hands are tied... I'm afraid the most you're gonna get is $38."
>$34?
"$38."
>$36?
"Fine. $37."
>She looks really anxious and opens up her essay again

A. Push the limits.
B. Stop bothering her.

>Good enough.
>You smile at Cherilee and thank her.
>You tell the girls the good news.
"Great job, Anon! We saved three dollars!"
>They've managed to scrounge up $30.
>And you and Dash are out of money.
>After asking Spike to do you AND Dash a total solid, you and her promise to pay him back.
>Pinkie Pie makes it rain on Cherilee, who sighs and collects the money before going back to work.
>You wave at her goodbye on your way out the door.
>She didn't wave back because she didn't see you.
>And you say goodbye to Vinyl and Octavia as they split down the path to B Building.
>Rainbow Dash runs up to the door and swipes her card, letting you all in.
"Oh... it feels great to be back home..."
>Home. Do you feel at home at CU?
>If you do, like comment and subscribe.
>Fluttershy walks to her hall.
"It's been a while... I'm sure wittle Winona's missed me."
>How she's been keeping a dog here completely secret, no idea.
>Everyone heads back to their rooms, no further words.
>You and Spike throw your bags on your beds, and unpack.
>Whew... something smells smelly. That smelly smell.

A. Laundry
B. Study
C. League

>You hamper up all your shit... and bring it down to the basement...
>Good thing you were proactive, nobody's in here!
>You take your laptop out of the drawstring bag, and put it on the table.
>You have great connection down here.
>Maybe you could host a League game down here.
>A few more blacklights... and maybe a minifridge.
>Egh... later.
>You toss your clothes in the washer and start studying on your laptop.
>You do your best not to watch anything on Youtube or check Facebook.
>Study study study study...
>Oh... Didn't Dr. D say there was a paper due?
>You check the class page.
>Due next Thursday.
>Whew.
>You open up Word and write your heading and put page numbers on it.
>Good enough for day 1!
>You hear someone coming down the stairs.
>It's Rainbro. She's got a small mesh bag filled with clothes.
"Aw... you're using it? Text me when your is done!"
>She takes a step up the stairs.

A. Study/Work
B. Share the washer.
C. Tell her to hang out with you instead.

>Nahbish nah. Just stay down here!
"Huh? Fine."
>She dumps her bag off somewhere and takes a seat across from you.
>You're between her and chemistry powerpoint.
"Hmm... I'm bored."
>Pff. This bitch don't see the feng shui potential of this basement.
>>>/furniture/
>Is there a board like that?
>Oh yeah, speaking of board... Dash is bored.
>You hung out with Dash, practically all weekend... so you don't really have much to talk about...
>When's the next game?
"Tuesday, and it's a home game. I better see you there."
>She smirks at you and leans across the table.
>The washer continues to stir.

A. continue small talk
B. talk about the spooky adventure
C. get down to business.

By LT. Flightfag
Let's get down to business!
To Defeat... the Dash.
Did I get the Rainbro?
That shit was... so cash.

Got the hardest cock she ever met...
But you bet before we're through
Dashie I'll, fuck the shit
out of you.

>She's propped herself up with her forearms leaning on the table.
>That cute smirk that you're used to seeing her with.
>You lean over the table and meet her lips quickly, before the smirk disappears.
>You two lock lips for a long while and she pulls away.
>She's never gonna catch her breath.
"Say goodbye to those who knew me!"
>Boy, were you a fool in school for cutting gym.
>She's kinda looking scared to death.
"Hope you don't... see right through me~!"
>Then you turn the lights out way down dim!
>BE A MAN
>You pull your pants down with burning fervor.
>BE A MAN
>She takes her shirt off with howling speed.
>BE A MAN
>You press against her up on the washer...
>Repeatedly kissed, it's time to plant your seed!

>You're doing your do on the washer.
>Luckily enough, it's loud enough to mask out Dashie's faint moans.
>And the shaking of the washer is doing twenty percent of the work.
"Oh my gosh... Anon! I've missed this so much~!"
You didn't actually fuck her yesterday after the Slender deal.

>Time is racing toward you...
>As your cum arrives...
>Heaving hips into her.
>Moaning out a cry!
>You're not ready to stop, you want some more.
>But you can bet your balls, you're through...
>Dashie's vag...
>made a fag
>OUT OF UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

End day 21.

Day 21 Summary
Met Cherilee
Vinyl Rapport up!
Dash Rapport up!
Cooking skill increased!
Essay: 3%

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