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Home 4 (Batpony)

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>He's so comfy.
>He's so kind.
>He's got a nice round [spoiler]behind.[/spoiler]
>And you're glad he's your friend.
>It's good to have a friend.
>Wait... You have a friend!
>Wow!
>Before you fall asleep, you prod Anon's side gingerly to see if he's still awake.
>No movement.
>You wrap your forelegs around his waist, clutch tightly and begin snoring.
>Yawning, you arise from...
>Wait, slumber?
>Next to you is a snoring Echo, clutching onto your side.
>You ponder this for a moment.
>You actually managed to sleep for once, with someone by your side.
>That's a goddamn achievement, even if it was only a few hours.
>Slipping out of bed silently, you make sure you don't wake up the batpony.
>Last night could've been the end of that little creature.
>All because of...
>Wait, Lyra.
>She said to see her today.
>And by god, you're going to.
>You have a lot to say to her.
>Slinging on some clothes, you go downstairs for breakfast.
>Relatively speaking, that is. It's almost 3pm.
>You lack the time to make up anything special, so you just grab an apple.
>Head out the door with some fierceness.
>There's no way Lyra is getting away with treating Echo like that.
>It was as if she had never heard of common courtesy!
>What is with these p0nies, that they don't take kindly to Echo?
>The question just makes your vision redder and redder.
>Your irritation is quickly turning from anger to rage.
>P0nies from all around the town stare at you in confusion and fear as you stomp through the streets.
>Whatever, they're not subject to you.
>After too long for your liking, Lyra's place is finally in view.
>Slam the door when you walk in.
“I believe you wanted to see me.”
>"How can you keep that dreadful thing in there with you?!"
“How dare you say that!”
>You glare at her vehemently.
“She's not a THING, she's a p0ny, just like you!"
>”No she isn't! Look at her, she-”
“Shut up! What have you got against her?! She hasn't even said a word to you!”
>She stumbles on her words before she can get a sentence out.
>”Have you not heard about batp0nies, Anon?!”
>What is she talking about?
>”They form attachments to other p0nies, and then when they catch their 'partner' off guard they drink their blood dry!”
>Your fists clench taut.
“That's preposterous, where the hell did you hear that?”
>”Everyp0ny knows that! Our parents tell us it!”
>Oh great, it's like racist grandparents back home.
“That's not true! Have you ever spoken to a batp0ny, let alone even SEEN one apart from Echo?”
>She goes to open her mouth, but stops, looking at the ground.
>”N... No, I guess not.”
“Then don't bother making up crap that isn't true.”
>She blushes in embarrassment.
“You know, you really hurt Echo. She ran away from my house because of what you said and I couldn't find her for ages.”
>Lyra stands with her mouth hanging in shock.
>”Oh my goodness... I'm so sorry, Anon! I didn't realise it was that bad...”
“I'm not the one you should be apologising to.”
>”...Ah.”
>It's too bright to be up this early.
>The last time you woke up anywhere near this time was Heart's Warming Day at your parent's house years ago.
>Luna, that was... painful to the eyes.
>Groggily, you stretch your forelegs and get out of the bed.
“Afternoon, An-”
>Wait, where did Anon go?
>Surely he wouldn't be up at this time too?
>...Oh yeah. He's a day-thing.
>You never remembered that lesson on the other p0ny races in school.
>Too busy messing around in the back of class.
>Not that anyone was paying attention to you, or the lesson at hand.
“Gah...”
>Trot downstairs into the kitchen.
>There's...
>So much fruit in here...
>Your eyes widen with love for whoever found these foods.
>Scoff 'em down in one bite each.
>Down the hatch they all go.
>You're gonna have such a bad stomach ache later.
>Of course, you leave some for Anon.
>1 of each.
>That's enough, right?
>Sure it is...
>Just as you back out of the kitchen, the front door opens.
>You've just reached the house, with mintpone in tow.
>Thankfully, she agreed to apologise to the poor batp0ny.
>The handle turns as Lyra looks to the ground.
>Inside is Echo, with an enlarged belly.
>She turns to you, face instantly reddening.
>”...Keekee.”
“...I'm not gonna bother asking.”
>”Uh... It wasn't me?”
>She better not have eaten all the fruit.
“Erm, anyway. Lyra has something she'd like to say to you.”
>As soon as the turquoise p0ny steps out from behind you, Echo cowers behind her wing.
>”H-hi...”
>Echo doesn't react.
>”I... I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for being so nasty to you the other night.”
>The bat peeks her head out from her wing a little.
>”I guess I'm not used to seeing batp0nies. None of us in P0nyville are.”
>Damn right, backwards ass town.
>Echo finally squeaks out some words.
>”Y-you're okay. I just don't want everyp0ny to hate me.”
>Lyra faces the ground, scraping a hoof on the floor.
>She looks up.
>”Well, I don't hate you.”
>Echo smiles softly.
“So, alls well?”
>The pair shrug, and nod.
>Thank goodness.
“Anyone wanna go out to eat then?”
>Echo looks at you with an are-you-fucking-serious face, and Lyra doubles over.
>Those p0nies.
>The three of you decided to go to the theatre instead.
>Some play was on about pretty princesses, and most of the p0nies performing were pink.
>Echo and Lyra actually seem to be getting on well.
>Mostly because of their mockery of you.
>”-And the time when he fell over trying to help Granny Smith cross the street!”
>Echo bursts out into laughter.
>You sigh, hoping this isn't what your days are gonna be like from now on.
>Being humiliated like this wasn't on your schedule for Life.
>But at least Echo's happy.
>”Oh man, I remember he found me in his book cupboard one time and he actually helped me clean when I ruined the whole thing!”
>For the second time today, Lyra doubles over.
>Angered p0nies turn around to them and say in unison-
>”SHH!”
>Quiet as a mouse, Echo lets out a breath.
>”Sorry!”
>Heartstrings attempts to contain her laughter.
>What a day this has been.

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Previously
http://pastebin.com/6Z3nT4Su

>He's so comfy.
>He's so kind.
>He's got a nice round [spoiler]behind.[/spoiler]
>And you're glad he's your friend.
>It's good to have a friend.
>Wait... You have a friend!
>Wow!
>Before you fall asleep, you prod Anon's side gingerly to see if he's still awake.
>No movement.
>You wrap your forelegs around his waist, clutch tightly and begin snoring.

>Yawning, you arise from...
>Wait, slumber?
>Next to you is a snoring Echo, clutching onto your side.
>You ponder this for a moment.
>You actually managed to sleep for once, with someone by your side.
>That's a goddamn achievement, even if it was only a few hours.
>Slipping out of bed silently, you make sure you don't wake up the batpony.
>Last night could've been the end of that little creature.
>All because of...
>Wait, Lyra.
>She said to see her today.
>And by god, you're going to.
>You have a lot to say to her.

>Slinging on some clothes, you go downstairs for breakfast.
>Relatively speaking, that is. It's almost 3pm.
>You lack the time to make up anything special, so you just grab an apple.
>Head out the door with some fierceness.
>There's no way Lyra is getting away with treating Echo like that.
>It was as if she had never heard of common courtesy!
>What is with these p0nies, that they don't take kindly to Echo?
>The question just makes your vision redder and redder.
>Your irritation is quickly turning from anger to rage.
>P0nies from all around the town stare at you in confusion and fear as you stomp through the streets.
>Whatever, they're not subject to you.
>After too long for your liking, Lyra's place is finally in view.
>Slam the door when you walk in.

“I believe you wanted to see me.”
>"How can you keep that dreadful thing in there with you?!"
“How dare you say that!”
>You glare at her vehemently.
“She's not a THING, she's a p0ny, just like you!"
>”No she isn't! Look at her, she-”
“Shut up! What have you got against her?! She hasn't even said a word to you!”
>She stumbles on her words before she can get a sentence out.
>”Have you not heard about batp0nies, Anon?!”
>What is she talking about?
>”They form attachments to other p0nies, and then when they catch their 'partner' off guard they drink their blood dry!”
>Your fists clench taut.
“That's preposterous, where the hell did you hear that?”
>”Everyp0ny knows that! Our parents tell us it!”
>Oh great, it's like racist grandparents back home.
“That's not true! Have you ever spoken to a batp0ny, let alone even SEEN one apart from Echo?”
>She goes to open her mouth, but stops, looking at the ground.
>”N... No, I guess not.”
“Then don't bother making up crap that isn't true.”
>She blushes in embarrassment.
“You know, you really hurt Echo. She ran away from my house because of what you said and I couldn't find her for ages.”
>Lyra stands with her mouth hanging in shock.
>”Oh my goodness... I'm so sorry, Anon! I didn't realise it was that bad...”
“I'm not the one you should be apologising to.”
>”...Ah.”

>It's too bright to be up this early.
>The last time you woke up anywhere near this time was Heart's Warming Day at your parent's house years ago.
>Luna, that was... painful to the eyes.
>Groggily, you stretch your forelegs and get out of the bed.
“Afternoon, An-”
>Wait, where did Anon go?
>Surely he wouldn't be up at this time too?
>...Oh yeah. He's a day-thing.
>You never remembered that lesson on the other p0ny races in school.
>Too busy messing around in the back of class.
>Not that anyone was paying attention to you, or the lesson at hand.
“Gah...”
>Trot downstairs into the kitchen.
>There's...
>So much fruit in here...
>Your eyes widen with love for whoever found these foods.
>Scoff 'em down in one bite each.
>Down the hatch they all go.
>You're gonna have such a bad stomach ache later.
>Of course, you leave some for Anon.
>1 of each.
>That's enough, right?
>Sure it is...
>Just as you back out of the kitchen, the front door opens.

>You've just reached the house, with mintpone in tow.
>Thankfully, she agreed to apologise to the poor batp0ny.
>The handle turns as Lyra looks to the ground.
>Inside is Echo, with an enlarged belly.
>She turns to you, face instantly reddening.
>”...Keekee.”
“...I'm not gonna bother asking.”
>”Uh... It wasn't me?”
>She better not have eaten all the fruit.
“Erm, anyway. Lyra has something she'd like to say to you.”
>As soon as the turquoise p0ny steps out from behind you, Echo cowers behind her wing.
>”H-hi...”
>Echo doesn't react.
>”I... I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for being so nasty to you the other night.”
>The bat peeks her head out from her wing a little.
>”I guess I'm not used to seeing batp0nies. None of us in P0nyville are.”
>Damn right, backwards ass town.
>Echo finally squeaks out some words.
>”Y-you're okay. I just don't want everyp0ny to hate me.”
>Lyra faces the ground, scraping a hoof on the floor.
>She looks up.
>”Well, I don't hate you.”
>Echo smiles softly.
“So, alls well?”
>The pair shrug, and nod.
>Thank goodness.
“Anyone wanna go out to eat then?”
>Echo looks at you with an are-you-fucking-serious face, and Lyra doubles over.
>Those p0nies.

>The three of you decided to go to the theatre instead.
>Some play was on about pretty princesses, and most of the p0nies performing were pink.
>Echo and Lyra actually seem to be getting on well.
>Mostly because of their mockery of you.
>”-And the time when he fell over trying to help Granny Smith cross the street!”
>Echo bursts out into laughter.
>You sigh, hoping this isn't what your days are gonna be like from now on.
>Being humiliated like this wasn't on your schedule for Life.
>But at least Echo's happy.
>”Oh man, I remember he found me in his book cupboard one time and he actually helped me clean when I ruined the whole thing!”
>For the second time today, Lyra doubles over.
>Angered p0nies turn around to them and say in unison-
>”SHH!”
>Quiet as a mouse, Echo lets out a breath.
>”Sorry!”
>Heartstrings attempts to contain her laughter.
>What a day this has been.

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