Canter U: Day 9 Tuesday

>You wake up particularly long before your alarm clock.

>Like... 6AM or some shit.

>You've never been good at falling back asleep after you're up.

>Wonder why you're up so early?

>You open up your laptop and check your usuals.

>While listening to a couple of dubstep remixes of pop songs, you're filtering through your email.

>Celestia sent you a study guide to help you for the midterm on Friday, and the Biology TA sent you one for his class.

>Continuing through, you stroll through Facebook.

>Most of what you see are all your friends from high school, posting really fun looking pictures with all their new friends in college.

>While you're here.

>Are you happy here? Eh, kinda.

>Spike's snoring quietly away, and you hate the sound of snoring, so you head out into the lobby.

"Oh, heya Anon!"

>Rainbow Dash. She kicks over her soccer ball at your feet.

>Looks like she's headed to practice.

>You kick it back to her, say good mornings and head over to the snackpile to forage for food.

"You're up kinda early. Not dreaming about Dashie, are ya?"

>You tell her how you suck at going back to sleep on Tuesdays, and she verifies your suspicion about going to practice.

"Yep! It's the first day I'm back on my feet... Well, see ya later."

>She tosses her drawstring bag over her shoulder and starts to walk to the exit.

>You got a while before class starts.

 

A. Go to practice with her.

B. Go early morning gym.

C. Watch cartoons and have breakfast.

 

>Gym's same direction as the fields.

>You tell Dash to wait up.

>Speed run into your room and Macguyver into your gym clothes.

>Damn, you're slipping up with the quickchange routine. Gotta keep practicing it.

>But I don't condone being late.

>The irony stands. >>12424138 (OP)

>Soon enough you're walking with Dash toward the athletic section of campus.

"Hitting the gym early, bud? I like it."

>Now while both Rainbro and Dashie are cool in both their respects, you don't really wanna see Dashie playing soccer out there.

>Mental images. Nice.

>You try to calm yourself down by picturing your old high school health teacher.

>Old white guy, kinda creepy... oh fuck he's turning into a hot girl.

"Alright, this is me. Practice ends at about eight... think you're gonna be at the gym that long?"

 

A. Fuck yeah. You're gonna push it extra hard today. EXTRA GAINS

B. Nah, you'll take it easy today.

C. Spaghet about it.

 

>You tell her that she should be waiting for you because you're gonna push it.

>To the limit.

>Cause you're in it to win it.

>Disney Channel pls.

>inb4 cease and desist

>You and Rainbro fist each other copiously before heading your separate ways.

>After handing your ID card to the unfortunate soul running an empty gym at 6 AM, you look around.

>Empty. Now no one will have to see you cry as you try to push a quarter of your weight and fail.

>>12424444

>You're gonna work legs today.

>More specifically. Quads.

>After running a half mile warm up, you sidle up at the barbell, and carry that thing on your back.

>Squats. Deadlifts. Wallsits. Lunges.

>You've slowly noticed how much your hip flexor and glutes come into play when you're making the sex, so might as well keep them strong.

>Gains all over the place.

>You have practically the whole gym to yourself, so you move on to arms.

>Bench bench bench bench bench bench ben

>ch

>Whew, nice set.

>Almost 8 AM.

>You meet an equally sweaty Rainbow Dash outside of the gym.

"You look tired." she says cuntily.

Getit its like cockily, but with a cunt. lelelelelelel

>Right back at her.

>You check your bag to find a protein bar.

>You two walk back to the dorms, sharing any iota of protein that you collectively own.

 

A. small talk

B. business talk

C. "bizness" talk

 

>Um... Dashie or Rainbro?

"Rainbro."

>Right, right... now... you tell her how you never really got to finish the shower adventure with her.

"Y-you really want to? Right now?"

>No, I'd rather just walk in silence.

>Yes, you'd want to. This is college!

>Plus shower sex is pretty cool.

"I-I don't know, dude..."

>You're feeling the doubt yourself.

>It's not like you guys could try it again in the shower, Twilight's actually there... and presumably using it.

>Fuck... where are you gonna go?

>Pff, is she even gonna say yes?

>Lol yeah, she will. OPtimistic wouldn't just screw you over like he did yesterday

>You look around and when you're clear, seal the deal with a slow, long and soft kiss.

"Mmmn~ hiya, Anon... where are we going?"

>Dashie takes your hand and squeezes playfully.

 

>Does Dashie know of any good closets? Preferably one that belongs to a janitor?

>You don't just have access to janitors' closets.

>And staking one out could take too long.

>You head to the dorms and the cleaning crew is just getting ready to clean out a vacant building.

>Deus Ex Janitah

>You two slip into the closet unnoticed and make sex on each other

>Dashie, as usual takes the lead.

>Understanding that class starts pretty soon for both of you, she makes no effort on holding back.

>One second, you're both standing upright, fully clothed.

>The next, she's collapsed on top of you, breathing heavily.

>Lemme fill in the blanks for you. Got my 240 FPS camera, caught every bit of it.

>You two got undressed quickly. Knowing Dashie, you decided to lay supine. Always had a thing for girls on top.

>Condom applied.

>She mounts you immediately, she bounces quickly up and down.

"Ahh~ Anonymous!"

>You see those aerodynamic B-cups giving a little jiggle m8.

>You reach up and slide your hands along her toned and sweaty back and around toward the supple breasts.

>NOT THE B'S NOT THE B'S AAAAAAAAAAABLBLGBLHBGHBG

>Nick Cage references always turn me on.

>They're soft, and a decent handful.

>Cute, but not overbearing.

>And also are reminiscent of decently endowed little girls you sick fucking pedo

>She bounces and grinds more into you, and you can feel moisture acCUMulating around your lower regions.

>You're doing your job right.

>Feels amazing.

>Now she's on top of you.

"Alright dude... let's get ready for class. I'll go first, you wait a little bit."

 

>Dash cleans herself off a bit before...

>Hey wait, Rainbow!

"What? We're gonna be late if we don't execute this right."

>You didn't get to finish!

>She sighs...

"Come on dude... really? Just use your hand!"

>Why doesn't she just use hers?

"Agh... fine... you owe me."

>Rainbro crawls back over to you and wraps her small hands around your dick, looking away, blushing.

>Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. Rub rub stroke. Pata pata pata pon.

>She's uh... not that good at this.

>Rainbro?

"What, can I stop now?"

>You pull her in for another Dreamcast logo kiss, and her eyes shine.

>Dashie quickly envelops her mouth around you, giving you just enough to send you over the edge

>You're feeling it now.

>Her tongue tries to coax your gametes out of you, and you willingly oblige.

>Lieutenant, send a message to the weapons bay! Fire cum!

>Firing for effect.

>Direct hit.

>You cum into her mouth, and she pulls off you smiling...

"Hihi~ See ya later, Anon."

>Dashie wipes her mouth and finishes dressing up before leaving.

 

>You leave minutes after and get into your shower, get dressed and head out to class with Twilight and Fluttershy.

>Why Applejack isn't taking physics is beyond me.

>I mean, Isaac Newton invented apple gravity.

>Fuck, you're tired.

 

A. Notes. (Will succeed if first roll is even)

B. Goof around/Nap.

C. Twilight

D. Fluttershy.

 

>You feel the tiredness consume you.

>You really need to learn how to fall back asleep.

>But you fight through it.

>Professor announces that the midterm is next Tuesday.

>You have no choice but to fight through the tired.

This debuff will last until you guys decide to take a break or eat lunch.

>You take notes, struggling to stay awake.

>Pencil drifts off of your notes as the professor lectures about static and dynamic friction or whatever.

>How initial friction force is stronger than mobile friction force.

>Lol, I haven't taken physics for 3 years. Bit rusty.

>You keep writing despite how much your head bobs, and how your eyes shut.

>At this point you're just trying to take notes audibly.

>Twilight shakes you awake.

"Anon? Are you okay?"

>Just a little tired.

>A little. Hah. Yaritebro.

"Didn't get enough sleep last night?"

>You went to bed early, just had a really tiring morning.

"Oh? What did you do? I saw you and Rainbow come in around the same time."

>Fuck. You didn't wait long enough. my bad, guys.

 

A. tell her the whole truth.

B. give her SOME truth.

C. tell her a lie.

D. Spaghet about it.

 

>You tell her how you woke up early and couldn't get back to sleep.

>Tuesdays are weird.

>You tell her how you ran into Dash making her way to practice and how you had the idea of going to the gym.

>You tell her about the gym, and how you pushed extra hard in the morning.

>You tell her how you ran into Dash after practice and walked with her back to the dorms.

>Truth composition: 100%

>Twilight still seems a little worried.

>You reassure her that she's just gonna have to trust you, since you trust her so much.

>I mean... it's not like she's going behind your back and fucking guys.

>Does she even have the capacity to?

>Class ends and you bid Twilight a goodbye and head off to lab with Fluttershy.

>She tells you a story about how yesterday, Winona had gone missing.

"I was so scared for her... I looked everywhere!"

>But Dash found her under the bed.

>Nice job guys. Trying to smuggle animals around.

>Only a matter of time before someone narcs Fluttershy out to the RA.

 

>Enter lab. Korean TA is watching... some kind of RTS... is that Ahri and Annie?

>You walk up to your station as Park Lee Hyun Kim Parker Smith takes a break from his iPad to talk about today's lab.

>You're doing something that you've done in lab yesterday! Sweet.

>You knew signing up for research would come in handy one day.

>But... you're still tired as fuck.

>Fluttershy looks deadly confused right now... she'll need help.

>Applejack, about the same.

 

A. Work. (first vote must be even)

B. Slack off.

C. Talk to the grad student.

 

>You resist the urge to get up and talk to Kim Chee Park and turn to your lab partners.

"Uhhm... Anon? Are y'all alright? Ya look more tired than an African man in the 1700's."

>Slavery with OPtimistic.

>Luckily no one else in the room heard that.

>Y'know how college campuses pride themselves in being diverse and tolerating of others.

>You try to reassure Appleshy that you're help and that you'll be able to fine them through this lab.

>You've done it before... it shouldn't be that hard.

>Your hands are shaking a bit, and you chalk up some of your sample.

>After cleaning up some of the spill, you try to salvage what you have left.

>Applejack and Shy only watch in amazement, that you're able to work with your eyes closed.

>Your arms set down the pipette and your head sets itself down on the desk.

"Anon!"

 

>Wh-what happened?

"You fell asleep! Oh... we were so worried."

"Ah, we tried to figger' it out, and even asked Kim Jong Park fer help, but he didn't help us."

>Time to shift into maximum overdrive.

>You power through the lab with what little time you have left, and manage to finish the experiment with seemingly precise, but not very accurate results.

>They're different, I'm telling you.

Maximum overdrive added one more stack to your debuff. Only lunch AND slacking off in class will save you.

>In any case, you're done. You hand your report to Hyun Shinee Kim who glosses it over and gives you a silent smile... and a B.

>Close enough. The rest of your grades should drown that one out.

 

A. Get lunch with the girls

B. Go back to the dorms and nap

C. Talk to Ko Ri Ah.

 

>Glorious food.

>You follow the girls slowly, leaning on Applejack for support as you take the trek to the dining halls.

>On the way, you meet Rarity and Spike, chatting about League.

>You're too tired to join in.

>After stacking your plate to the max with everything and anything, you tiredly make your way back to the table.

>Sifting through your "chicken" "alfredo", you pick away quickly at your plate.

"Now... Anonymous, be a gentleman and remember your table manners."

>Don't care.

>Speaking of gentlemen, you remember a puzzle.

>What's tired, hungry, and living a decently mediocre but fun life?

>Everybody at the table is stumped.

>It's you. You tell them all as you return to eating.

>Spike tells a joke about basement dwellers and everybody laughs as you're still scarfing down food.

>Minus one stack.

>You're pretty full... and you got an hour before class!

>But not everybody else! They head back to class...

>All except Rarity.

 

A. Dorms for naptime

B. Dorms for League/Hanging out.

C. Go to class, and study up. (Debuff roll in effect, must get evens)

 

>Rarity follows you along to the dorms.

"So... Anonymous... how are things with Twilight?"

>Before anything, you apologize for making her sleep in the lobby Saturday night.

>You just had to get some... Twice... on the same bed.

>Oh yeah, Twilight.

>You tell her how it's been relatively stagnant, but that's because both of you have your hands tied with midterms coming up.

>She knows exactly what you mean.

"Oh... midterms are absolutely horrible. I am not excited."

>What exactly is a midterm for her? Draw a pretty picture?

>She tells you how you're pretty tired too, and she's thinking of taking a nap.

>Same idea... great minds?

"Think alike, I suppose."

>She smiles at you as you open the door for her into the dorms.

>It's relatively empty, save for Tom sitting still watching television on mute.

>Tom then trudges out of the hall after waving to Rarity.

>Damn, he's pretty sculpted.

>You two agree to text each other if/when you wake up, to wake the other up.

>You both have class at 2.

>Rarity yawns and heads off to her room.

 

A. Ask to sleep in Twilight's bed.

B. Sleep in the lobby.

C. Convince her to sleep in Spike's bed.

D. Go sleep solo in your room.

 

>You ask Rarity if she'll let you come inside.

Lol, I had to.

"Why ever for, Anonymous?"

>You tell her you wanna sleep in Twilight's bed.

>Rarity sighs a bit before smiling warmly and letting you in.

>You tell her how you don't want the unique cold fresh feeling of your pillows until tonight... when you absolutely need it.

>You want your sleep experience to be true, legitimate, and real.

>Rarity blushes a bit and swipes her way into the room, letting you in.

>You kick off your shoes and hop on Twilight's bed.

>The Anon wall...

"Don't you think you should talk to Twilight about that?"

>Rarity giggles quietly.

>You lie down, and set your alarm on your phone.

"Anonymous?"

>Tryna sleep...

"Oh... okay."

>You close your eyes and fall asleep.

>Suddenly...

>lips on your lips.

"Good night, Anonymous."

inb4 sweet dreams baybeeeee

>You open your eyes... to see a shocked and blushing Rarity.

"A-anon, I'm so sorry!"

 

A. go for it.

B. go back to sleep

C. get mad.

 

>You approach the shocked purple haired girl in front of you slowly.

"Anonymous, I'm so sorry. That was wrong of me to try and steal you awa-mmmhh~"

>You shut her up with a kiss.

>It's okay...

>Your lips perform an enticing dance against each other. Lower, upper, your's, her's.

>She pulls away satisfied.

"But... what about Twilight?"

>What about her? Rarity was at that party. She saw her with Flash.

"But... you got her back, didn't you?"

>You try to play it off and mention how both of you were drunk off your asses.

"I-I don't know... Anon, it's not right to be stealing you away from my roommate."

>She doesn't have to know...

>Before she has any time to object, you silence her with a kiss.

>You're getting good at interrupting people with kisses.

>The kiss slowly becomes an object of innocence to an intense display of desire.

>She lets you push her up against Twilight's bed as you continue to make out with her.

"A-nonymous... I... love you."

>You reach around her, pulling her into an embrace and sliding your hands down to that perfect booty that she's got going on.

>She's also wearing that dress that you met her in.

>And you attempt to change that.

>Pulling up at her dress, she's reluctant to obey, but eventually concedes, bearing her body for you.

>Lithe, but perfectly not in all the right places.

>She undoes the clasp of her bra slowly, showing you her glorious melons.

>GLORIOUS

>You follow suit and take off your clothes.

"I want you to make me feel like a lady, Anonymous."

>So whaddya do?

>You lie her down on Twilight's bed

>Spread her legs, and begin to finger slowly, watching her body react to the touch she's been longing for for so long.

>Ooooh. Spike's gonna be jelly if he finds out.

>Doing your best to please Rarity, you switch from fingers in, to fingers on... and eventually a mixture of the two.

>Kissing her nipples and her neck, your finger traces her every outline.

>Paint a picture with your hands.

>That may be all you need.

>In darkness, she is all you see.

>You two share this Maroon moment with each other, as you continue to escalate with her on Twilight's bed.

>Finger on... to finger in... to Little Anon in.

>Good plan.

>You twist Rarity over, so that she's bending over the bed.

>You enter her from behind.

>Rarity smiles warmly as you slowly push in and out of each other.

>She quivers as you move deeper, shuddering in anticipation of sheer pleasure.

>As you pick up speed, you can hear her moans slowly rising in pitch.

"A-ah-anon~ Hnn~"

>You give her the equivalent of a heterosexual reach around while inside of her.

>She melts a bit in your hands as she releases a squeek and quietly cums.

>Luckily, the wet spot did not make it onto the bed.

>Mission accomplished.

 

"Anonymous... I have to thank you... But..."

>You two are clothed, walking to your classes.

>But... but what?

>She wants you to break up with Twilight?

>She wants you to keep fucking her in secret?

>She ponders over the latter.

"I can't just be your... friend with benefits! That would be... unladylike... and uncharacteristic of me."

Like I know how to write a Rarity

implying i know how to write at all

>Then what is she worried about?

"We've crossed the forbidden line. You've cheated on Twilight and I've violated my roommate... and friend."

>Shit... the guilt's starting to eat away at you too.

>guilt

>/mlp/

>pick one.

 

>Twilight's her friend... and Rarity really likes you.

>You could understand the guilt.

>Imagine if you were going out with Rarity, and Spike had sex with her.

>Lol, Spike having sex, no way brah.

>Focus Anon! Focus on the sadness!

I'm too feelgood of a writer to write drama and sad

>Rarity vows to keep it a secret.

>To protect herself.

>To protect Twilight.

>And to protect you.

"We just... we can't do that ever again... no matter how much you or I would both want to... It's wrong."

>Not even in secret?

>Tell me why you feel bad about fucking Rarity, but not bad about Dashie?

>Eh, she's your bro. Totally platonic.

>Platonic sex. Lol.

>What if Rarity or Twilight found out about Dashie?

>Can your bro even keep a secret?

>You hug Rarity in comfort, and she feels limp in your arms.

>You promise her that it will be okay... and that she'll find a guy much better than you.

>Someone who's into art and...

>Something hits you.

>Are you falling for Rarity?

>Lol, having sex and THEN falling for someone afterwards.

>Come on, OPtimistic.

 

>Class time! You sit next to Trixie and Twilight who's totally oblivious to what just happened.

>Fuck, guilt go away.

 

A. Work on lab (Debuff in effect. Number must be divisible by 4)

B. Trixie

C. Twilight

 

>You send in that classic Anon charm.

>After all, didn't you know?

>You gain 10+ Swag every time you fuck a girl.

>You tell Twilight that you're still pretty tired from this morning.

"Didn't you go nap during lunch?"

>You tell her how you had a HARD time sleeping.

>She sighs and closes her eyes before looking back at you.

"Okay Anon, I trust you... well.. I still expect you to help out a little..."

"Yes, Anonymous. Can't have the Great and Powerful Trixie carrying our lab group... since Sparkle is so incompetent."

>Cat fight ensues. You kick back and wat-... ahem. I mean, sleep.

>Taking it really easy throughout the period, you help as minimally as possible.

>Twilight and Trixie make a good team, despite the bickering.

>You yawn and watch them as they finish up the experiment.

>You're feeling like enough energy to make it through one more class.

 

>Psych class.

>Pinkie Pie.

>She won't shut up. I mean...

>Its totally cool when she goes:

"Ohmygosh Nonny! You beat up that douchebag Flash! You're so strong and cool! Youshould come to another party! I mean every party! like every every

>But still... you're tired. and you can at least make it through this hour.

>Discord gives you a wave before starting lecture.

"Midterm... Hmmm... THURSDAY!"

>Oh shit.

 

A. Notes (will only fail if first vote ends in 8)

B. Slack off.

C. Oh god, not Pinkie. Please.

 

>You talk to Pinkie... about your idea of writing a fanfiction.

"You're gonna do creative writing? That's really cool but I'd ask Dashie to help you with that! I'm a psych major silly!"

>You tell her how you're having trouble figuring out what everybody wants... and how you're going to fix it.

>You tell her how you're having fun, at the expense of so many people... and there's not just one perfect way to make everybody happy.

>Someone's going to come out of this hurt.

>Rarity. Twilight. Dash.

>And everybody else.

"Not everybody has an open mind. Not everyone is willing to be shared."

>Discord starts in his lecture.

"The things that we do... the choices we make. Do they not have consequences? Does our brain have the capacity to gauge these consequences and make the right decision?"

>You turn your attention back to Pink.

>If... you steer your story in one direction, your previous reader won't be happy.

>Unless your reader is omniscient... a true bro.

>But how long is a bro going to stay a bro?

>You sigh... you just don't know what to do anymore.

"Just... go to bed, Anon. Try not to think about it and stay OPtimistic... and remember to have lots of fun! This is college after all."

>College.