Canter U: Day 31 Wednesday

>Havin a great dream?

>Making it to Gold Division.

>Acing your finals.

>Your family's there, and you hug your little sister as your father puts his arm around you.

>All of your dormmates are there, welcoming you with a cake.

>And the rest of your high school crew are making nice with your CU friends.

>And behind a curtain lies your waifu.

>Where you cum inside everything and nothing gets pregnant.

>Also, fuck me Lapple for starting mass speculation.

>And you're totes bangin' your waifu

"Oh I'm Anon's waifu and you, Anon are banging me, your waifu."

>Oh yeah...

"~~~~~"

>You change position with your waifu.

>inb4 this is the ending, just change waifu with any name

>inb4 shining armor

>Fuck... what's that racket?

>Sounds like someone's having sex on your window.

>You try to ignore it.

>More thudding.

>What time is it?

>7:15.

 

A. Check it out

B. Go back to bed.

C. Stay awake.

 

>You grumble and get out of bed.

>Damn, it's cold.

>You put on a jacket and try not to wake up Spike.

>You head out to the lobby get a capri-sun from the fridge,

>Now that dry mouth morning feeling's gone.

>You head outside.

>Dash is kicking a soccer ball against your wall.

>She looks frustrated.

>She doesn't notice you.

>You approach her. She looks tired.

>How long has she been out here.

>She grunts as she kicks the ball again.

>It sails low and gets caught in the bushes.

>She grumbles and sits down on the grass, putting her head down.

"Hey Anon... why're you up so early?"

>Her voice is muffled, she hasn't made eye contact with you.

>Well, not like you had any trouble sleeping this morning.

>You open your mouth to talk...

 

A. About the game

B. Avoid talking about the game

C. Complain that she woke you up.

 

>You told her you couldn't sleep.

"Y-yeah... neither could I. I-i-i mean.... I just came from soccer practice."

>You sit in silence next to her.

>She's lying down on her back now, looking up.

>You level with her, looking at the sky.

>It's a cloudy cold day.

>And... Dash's still in her practice jersey.

>She must be cold.

>You take your hoodie off, and put it on Da-

>She shrugs out of it and scoots over away from you.

>She sighs deeply.

>Not like Dash to avoid contact... with or without context.

"I-i didn't wanna talk about it... but dammit Anon..."

>You look at her confused.

"I know you watched the game last night... and I sucked..."

>She looks like she's about to cry... and like she's about to kick someone.

>You don't want to give her another red card.

 

A. Play dumb.

B. Comfort her.

C. Drop the subject.

 

>You tell her it's okay.

>That everybody has bad games.

>Like this one time in JV tennis...

>She whips at you and squints.

"Dammit Anon. This isn't JV anymore! This isn't some video game. Do you even know how much I'm worth?"

>She's got a full ride. From you, and the admissions office.

>Not necessarily at the same time.

>She scoots a little further away from you and sighs.

>Damn, she fiesty.

"S-sorry, Anon..."

>You reassure her that she'll be okay.

"I... I just feel like I'm wasting this chance. Do you know how many people actually get to play at the college level?"

>She sighs exasperatedly.

>You tell her that she'll do better, work harder, and get the next game...

>Like she always does.

>Like the Dash you've known.

>She sighs and leans into you.

"Dammit, Anon..."

>What?

>She smiles.

"Why are you always here for me?"

>She snuggles into you, as you put your arm around her.

 

>You nigger on over to bio class.

>Since when was nigger a verb?

>Science squad sits with you.

>And the lecture begins.

 

A. Notes

B. Twilight

C. Apples

D. Flutters

E. Goof off

 

>You get out your phone.

Colgate (hang out later): Maybe lunch? :)

>You turn to Fluttershy.

"I thought Rainbow Dash was going to be home by this morning. She wasn't in her bed when I woke up. Have you seen her?"

>That's right, they're roomies.

>You explain to her how you saw her earlier this morning.

"Yeah... I had a pretty lonely night yesterday..."

>Couldn't imagine not having a roommate.

>Because Spike has so much screen time.

>What'd she do last night?

>I mean, she didn't watch the game, so she couldn't have done much.

"Oh... well, I studied... and studied some more... The Midterm's next Wednesday... Are you ready?"

>Meh... maybe.

"But... I slept Winona. She's so cute when she's tired."

>Fluttershy looks excited.

>You could just picture her sleeping in bed, in her jammies with that animated brown and white dog.

>Class ends.

 

>The hour between classes is spent doing whatever. and whatever

>And snakcs

>nd bein lazy

 

>Chem class!

 

A. Notes

B. Flutters

C. AJ

D. TWilight

E. goof

 

>You pull out your phone.

Rainbow (Feeling better?): yeah a little bit.

Luna (date): maybe another time?

>You turn to Fluttershy.

>She's effortlessly taking notes.

>She looks sleepy.

"Oh... I guess I didn't really sleep all that much last night. Winona was so cute. I just had to watch over her."

>What, did she tell Fluttershy that she'll take guard duty when she woke up?

>She turns back to her notes.

>You probably shouldn't bother her so much.

guys i'm feeling like shit. I'm not flowing well today.

It's because you broke your violin, ya dipshit.

>The professor puts on a video about Alkali metals and water.

>Explosions are cool.

 

>Chemistry ends. Now what?

>2 hour break, that's what.

>Colgate and Redheart meet you at the lecture hall door.

"Hey guys! We getting lunch?"

 

A. Lunch

B. Library

C. Dorms.

 

>The six of you mosey on over to the dining halls.

>I'm still really fucking sad...

>So you guys get to eat random boring slop which I won't go too into detail with.

>...

>Really, I'm pretty sad.

>The food tastes alright.

>Redheart speaks up.

"Hey... um... I don't know if you guys are interested, but Canterlot Health is putting on a health clinic tonight at the lower south side of town."

>The lower side of town?

>Fuck, it's scary over there.

"Yeah, how about it?"

>Twilight politely declines.

"Ahm fine. Ah need ta study tanight."

>Fluttershy goes on about how she can't really leave Winona.

"If Shining Armor finds her, I'm going to be in big trouble."

>Colgate deflates.

"Aw... how about you, Anon?"

>You have an essay due tomorrow... and maybe someone might need some cheering up.

>But helping poor people might be fun!

 

A. Yes

B. Maybe

C. No

 

>Sure, might as well.

>You love helping sick people.

>Hopefully you won't get sick.

>And hopefully you won't get mugged on the way back.

>Colgate squees in excitement.

>Redheart does the same.

>They're pretty much interchangeable at this point.

>The only difference is the color.

>But, why we gotta be so racist? Differentiating by color.

>Racism will only shorten your lifespan in the hood... so be careful.

 

>You guys zip out of the dining halls after eating more unnamed food.

>Fuck, I've associated this CYOA with breaking my violin.

>I'm never going to be happy again.

>Until I get new strings.

>Or rage quit.

>Whatever.

>Fluttershy goes on her merry way somewhere, bleh bla bloop.

>And you, Twilight, and AJ are in the chemistry labs!

>Celestia's smiling at you.

>She gives you a knowing wink, and goes to the chalkboard to explain the lab.

 

A. Work

B. Celestia

C. Twilight

D. AJ

E. goof

 

>You talk to a whistling Celestia.

"Good afternoon, Anon!"

>She seems happy. Is Luna that happy?

"Oh, right. Yeah... Luna..."

>She takes a deep breath.

"Luna d-died last night."

>What the fuck?

"Gotcha!"

>You let out a breath. Why must she do that.

"She had a great time Monday. Thanks again. When my sis is happy, I'm happy."

>Aww. How cute.

>What did Celestia do that night?

>She stops whistling and clears her throat.

"Um... nothing in particular... just uh... finished up some of the paper for the research project. We're making some groundbreaking discoveries here."

>Y'don't say?

>What exactly is it you're doing?

>Celestia gives you a brief rundown because I sure as hell don't know.

 

>After you finish your work, you're following Celestia and Twilight.

>Twilight's telling the story about how she got rejected by Shining Armor.

"But... Anon told me to have faith!"

>Celestia gives you a Costanza.

>You're not leading her on, or setting her up for anything bad.

>You're speaking from experience!

 

A. Work alone

B. Twilight

C. Celestia

D. Take the day off.

 

>You walk over to Celestia.

"Hello Anonymous... Need something?"

>You ask for the day off. One of your friends is really down.

>She thinks for a second, and tells you that you're free to go.

"Y'know Anon... you're a really good kid. Feels good to see people actually caring about their friends."

>You take off your lab coat and pack up your stuff.

"Oh yeah, wash the dishes first."

>Dammit.

 

>You're headed to the dorms...

>Still a bit cold... winter's coming fast.

>It's been coming for the past... what, few weeks now?

>You swipe yourself into the dorms, passing by anyone.

>Doesn't really matter.

>And the stage is set.

>Rainbow Dash is napping on the couch in the lobby.

>No one else.

 

A. Wake her up loudly.

B. Wake her up gently.

C. Prank her in her sleep.

D. Do some weird lovey shit in her sleep. (dubs)

 

>You sit next to Rainbow Dash.

>She's got a blanket over her, sleeping on her side.

>You move yourself into a better position.

>I swear, easy mode's too easy.

>You plant a kiss on her lips.

>She can't do much to return it...

>She must be really tired, she doesn't wake up!

>Yay.

>Or dead.

>Eh... who cares.

>Let the >rape commence.

>You start running your hands along her sides.

>Not feeling much of the curves, you sense of touch is numbed by the sheer 100000 thread count of the blanket she's wrapped in.

>So soft.

>She tosses a bit, laying supine now.

>Body's are open for business.

>You scramble your hands like Japanese fighter pilots over Pearl Harbor.

>#2soon

>First stop, USS Boobage.

>You zoop on over there, and start gingerly rubbing them. So soft.

>Hard to get a grip on these small mounds, layered by blanket. So soft.

>If she wakes up, you can say how soft her blanket was.

>That's why you were always saying "so soft".

>Speaking of which.

>She wakes up.

"Mmmgh... Anon?"

>You kamikaze your hands into your pockets.

"No... keep going..."

>She must be tired from [spoiler]throwing the match last night[/spoiler]

>You move your hands down to her legs.

>Rubbing away at the stiff muscles, built for intercollegiate competition.

>She's got some nice legs.

>Rainbow Dash lets out a yawn.

"Whew... that feels amazing... Thanks, dude."

>She feeling better about yesterday?

"Y-yeah... a little bit."

>She retracts her legs from you and sits up straight, giving you some room on the couch.

>You sit next to her as you guys talk and snuggle under the blanket.

>Platonically of course.

 

>You spend the remainder of the [spoiler]filler time[/spoiler] writing your essay.

>It's not quite the final draft you'd expect... but it's more than a rough draft.

>You can still faintly recall the smell of the blanket, and the soft bounty scent of cuddling.

>But you get changed, in your most casual formal professional whatever.

>And you head outside, meeting your two health professioneers.

>Colgate and Redheart are both in scrubs.

>Colgate in blue, with a tooth on the pocket.

>Redheart in an almost white pink, with um... a... nurse? on the pocket?

>Damn, they look good.

>Well, at least, better than you.

>No one looks hot in scrubs.

>Well, maybe you might.

>Fuck dammit. Ah well, not like you own a pair.

"Ready to go?"

>You walk with them out of campus.

 

A. small talk

B. business talk

C. bidnis talk

 

>You ask about the whole basement thing.

>Why couldn't they just cum clean about the whole thing?

>Colgate shrugs.

"Eh, it was so much more fun when you had no idea."

"Yeah, but uh... now that you're kinda aware of it... not so much."

"Oh... don't tell anyone we did that though... I don't want to ruin my chances of getting into dental school."

>Black mail?

"Oh, speaking of black males... you're going to be seeing a lot of them tonight."

>You ask if there's any chance that you might get another basement shot...

>Maybe with the lights on?

>Redheart looks at Colgate. They giggle.

"You're much cuter in the dark, Anon."

"And... they closed the basement! Can you believe that?"

>You two pass by the plaza and move toward the shadier places of town.

>Whew, it's creepy here.

"So Anon... which one of us was better?"

>Redheart smirks and Colgate looks away blushing.

 

A. Colgate

B. Redheart

C. [spoiler]Lol fuck you, there's no both option.[/spoiler]

D. [spoiler]I don't give a shit if it was dark and I was a shitty writer. Those are shitty excuses.

 

>It was pretty dark...

>But you point at Redheart.

>She's obviously cuter.

>Her pink hair's tied back in a bun.

>So cute.

>And you've always had a thing for nurses.

"But I'm not a nurse yet!"

>Shut up bitch, you're ruining the moment.

>Colgate giggles.

"She didn't even do half the work."

 

>You guys go to the clinic, hosted in a local Presbyterian church.

>Odd place.

>The chapel doors shield you from the cold wind outside.

>Colgate goes off to the dental division of the free clinic, while Redheart guides you to the medical division.

>Most of your work involves heavy lifting, and tedious busy work for the real doctors and nurses.

>Move that here! Get me this! Stand and watch!

>You catch some shifty eyes from the "patients" as you bring more chairs into the examination rooms.

>Because chairs are important.

>You did actually almost get to see someone's blood pressure getting recorded.

>That was neato.

>You return to obtaining more supplies and filling out paperwork.

>Redheart seems really invested though.

>And she seems like she knows what she's doing...

>Amazing clinical and hospital conduct.

>Like she was... born in a hospital or something...

 

>Back at the break room, you meet up with Colgate.

"How's nasty medicine treating you, Anon?"

>Redheart joins the table with a bottle of water.

"Gee, I don't know, Colgate? How's sticking your finger in someone's mouth?"

>You three share a laugh.

>Why you laughed, I have no idea. Just go with it.

"Wanna check out dentistry, Anon?"

>Betcha anything nobody expected the last choice to be indicative of which clinic you were going into.

 

A. Go with Dentistry

B. Stay with medicine

C. Explore the church.

 

>You follow Colgate into the dental clinic.

>Everybody's wearing facemasks.

>You toss one on yourself.

>It's pink though.

>Colgate looks at you and giggles.

>You can see the smile form through the opaque facemask.

>The  high frequency sounds of a sonicator and high speed drill bit echo the room.

>Some guy's got his fingers in some other guy's mouth and he's scraping away at plaque.

>The gauze he uses to clean his tool is pretty much yellow.

>Colgate whispers to you.

"Wow, his mouth is dirty! Isn't this awesome?"

>Yeah, kinda?

>Your work doesn't really change. Except for the fact that some of the tool names are absolute horseshit.

"Anybody have a spoon excavator?"

>You peer through the table of tools.

>And you don't know the difference between an obturator and a burnisher.

>Whatever the fuck those are.

>You wait for Colgate, who finds an excavator and hands it to the dentist.

>Drills start up again.

 

>Eventually, the crowds thin. And you guys are cleaning up the messes you've made.

>You meet up with Redheart who looks pretty roughed up.

>You can't say any better. Colgate and you are pretty tired yourselves.

>You, Colgate and Redheart begin the very unsafe journey of walking through the ghetto at the dead of night.

>Pass

>Redheart's talking about some guy who had a broken arm.

>And Colgate's talking about some guy who had a root canal.

>And you talk about violating HIIPA and every sort of patient privacy.

"Relax, Anon! We didn't use their names or anything! It's all good!"

>You didn't really work with too many patients...

>But you helped the people who were giving the help.

>And really, that's what matters most.

>Helping each other out.

>We're all just trying to live the best lives we can.

>And we can all just get by with a little help from our friends.

>Get high with a little help from our friends.

>Gonna try with a little help from our friends.

>Fuck, you still have an essay to write.

 

End day 31.

 

Day 31 Summary

Medicine career path up!

Dentistry career path up!

Research career path... eh.

Dash arc advanced!

Flutters arc advanced!