Title: AIE Author: RPBN Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/dqrrGXwC First Edit: Monday 27th of August 2012 05:53:18 AM CDT Last Edit: Monday 27th of August 2012 05:53:18 AM CDT >It's Saturday morning. >You fucking hate Saturday. >Because that means last night was Friday night, >and a certain blue pegasus went to the bar and got shitfaced. >The warm furry body cuddled up against you confirms your assessment. >It's morning and Rainbow Dash snuck into your bed, again. >At least your pajamas are still on. >You sneak out of bed carefully >and heave a heavy sigh as you go down to the kitchen to make breakfast. >You make eggs, hashbrowns and toast and put on a pot of coffee. >Enough for three. as you are expecting another visitor. >As soon as breakfast is ready you hear a knock at the door. Come in Fluttershy >You yell from the kitchen. >Fluttershy opens the door and walks in. >She goes and sits at the table in her usual spot. >She notices the third setting and says, >Oh Anon....are threesomes your fetish? >She gives you bedroom eyes, you shudder involuntarily. No Fluttershy. Rainbow tied on on last night and decided to crash here afterward. >You don't mention that she broke into your house or that she snuck into your bed. >You really don't need two of them doing that. >FS: Oh, I see...Anon? No Fluttershy, sloppy drunks aren't my fetish either. >FS: Oh.....okay. >She begins to eat breakfast. >It's been like this for months. >At first you yelled, and then you threatened. >You said everything you could think of. >But the yellow mare won't leave you alone. >Fluttershy comes every morning to guess your fetish. >Other than being slightly annoying, the act itself is pretty harmless. >She's never tried to force you or anything. >She just tries to talk you into sleeping with her. >Rainbow Dash on the other hand. >She started out as your best friend here in Equestria. >You two were inseparable. >Until you found out what wing massages really do. >You were pissed at her when you figured it out. >Friends don't enable sexual assault. >So now instead of drinking with you on the weekends, >she drinks alone. >And then she gets into your house to cuddle up to you in drunken slumber. >Again, at first you yelled and threatened, but she just kept doing it. >She never violated while you slept, and you did feel kind of sorry for her. >As long as she doesn't throw up on you, you could tolerate this. >It doesn't mean that you don't give her a piece of your mind when she gets up. >Fucking gross xenophile p0nies.   >Rainbow comes downstairs, she looks like shit. Hey Rainbow, I made you some coffee. >You hand her a cup. >RD: Thanks Anon. Goodmorning Fluttershy. >The two pegasi stare at each other for a tense moment before she answers. >FS: Goodmorning Rainbow. >The three of you sit and eat breakfast in relative silence. >Once you are finished, you take your plate and put it in the sink. Okay girls, I have to get ready for my interview session with Twilight today. Go ahead and show yourselves out when you're finished. Don't worry about the dishes I'll get to those later. >Fluttershy tries to look sultry and fails due to the crumbs around her mouth. >FS: Anon, I can help you in the shower...if that's okay with you? >You give her a disgusted look. No, I've got it under control. >RD: Hey Anon, do you mind if I stick around and wait for you, we really need to talk. >You really don't want to deal with this today. Fine, but stay away from the bathroom while I'm in there. >You don't wait for an answer as you go upstairs to your bathroom. >One shit shower and shave later you put on fresh clothes and head downstairs. >Fluttershy has gone home, and Rainbow is sitting at the table drinking coffee. >RD: I'm sorry Anon, I keep doing this to you, and I'm sorry >But I just can't stop it. I need you Anon...you complete me in ways I can't describe. >I feel empty when you're not there. It's like a hole in my chest and you're the only person who can fill it... Stop it Rainbow. >She looks like she's about to cry. Just like every other time we've had this conversation. You know I don't feel that way about you. You know what I gave up when I was brought here. I can never have my wife back and you can't replace her. I don't love you. At best I am willing to be your friend. But you'll never get what you really want from me. Ever. >She's sobbing openly now, you put a hand on her shoulder. You need to get over me, I'm not worth this much anguish. >RD: I gotta, I gotta go. >And with that she flies out of your house and out of your life. >Until next week of course. >She needs a boyfriend.