- >The purple pone passes by over the top of you, her attention seems to be focused on the door, you can’t risk climbing up now, she could hear you.
- “Guys? Huh, guess it was nothing, silly me”
- >Shit, she’s turning around!
- >She’s about to see you, any second and she would spot your naked quivering form.
- >There’s a noise in the kitchen, something like clinking plates
- “Oh, Anon, Spike, I told you guys not to help yourselves in the kitchen”
- >She trotted the rest of the way down the stairs and to the kitchen, now’s your chance!
- >You jump and haul yourself up the railing-free stair way, thankful that ponies did not need them.
- >then you hear Twilight’s voice again.
- “Owlouicious, what are you doing down here?! I’ve been looking for you all day!”
- “Who~”
- >Well that explained where the bird was, better get moving
- >You sprint up the stairs. The sound of your feet hitting the wood reminded you of that strange light blue pony that always seemed to follow you around outside, always staring at your hands…
- >Your mental distraction caused you to not make the last step as your toe slammed into it. You grunted loudly and fell, your momentum throwing you across the floor and hitting the hard wood floor audibly. Your balls took quite a hit there too, wind knocked from your lungs. With trembling legs you manage to stand.
- “What was that?”
- >You hear from downstairs, oh god, you done goofed, big time. There was no escape from this one, doesn’t mean you wouldn’t panic for a few seconds though.
- >Frantically looking left and right, you search for something to cover yourself with or even hide, the sound of hooves ascending the stairs freaks you out even more.
- >Fuck this shit, you back flip out the window and do a 360 no-scope on Twist, landing in that cool pose before riding into the sunset on Princess Luna’s back
- >At least, that’s how it played out in your mind, in reality you stumbled into the wardrobe and fell over again, your nuts still ached.
- >The hooves are now at the top of the stairs, you’re doomed. You pick yourself up again just as Twilight’s head comes into view from the stairwell.
- “Anon! I thought you w-”
- >Her gaze drifts down, and her eyes widen. A deep blush formed on her cheeks.
- >You couldn’t move, you couldn’t breathe. You stood frozen with your dick hanging there. You too, were blushing, if you were to guess you’d think she was blushing more but that was just guessing.
- >It was made worse by the fact she couldn’t seem to take her eyes off it.
- >Your body finally got the will power to move, your hands rushed to cover yourself, not like you needed two hands
- >Twilight blinked and looked away, she was still blushing furiously. It was her first time seeing a dick, after all
- “W-what… Why are you naked!”
- “I… there… there was this… You’re naked too”
- >Oh god, you just said that, why would you say that
- "I... It's different!"
- >she blurted, finding herself looking back before turning away again
- "Where are your clothes?"
- "I tripped and fell in mud, my clothes were ruined so I came back to see if I could get more..."
- >This was getting excessively awkward, if you could of you would of run away. But it felt like you were trapped
- >Twilight seemed to calm down now, she managed to even look up at your face
- "Where did you put your clothes? I think I can try and separate the mud from it with magic"
- >You shift on your feet, you were starting to get cold now
- "I threw them in the bushes outside the library"
- "Good, they're not to far away"
- >Twilight turns and begins to descend the stairs, before you're able to will your legs to move, you're suddenly yanked forward by Twilight's magic after her
- >Meanwhile, in Ponyville markets
- >A small purple dragon is meandering about the stores, trying to find the ink seller. He had spent several minutes going around in circles because, hey, this place was freaking confusing. Maybe there just was no ink today? He still wanted food though, and he'd have to return with ink in order to do so, coming to a stop once again between the Bamboo and Blankets stall he sighed loudly
- "They were here last time!"
- >He turned right into another section of the market. He continued down, on the left was the carrot seller, the right was the cutlery... What was the point of cutlery anyway? You just ate with your mouth.
- >turning again, he overheard the talk of a group of fillies talking in hushed tones behind the rock seller.
- >They were talking about Anon!
- >Spike moved as close as he dared to overhear more of the conversation
- >He heard "freak" and "Egging" and "Tomorrow at twelve thirty when he's having breakfast with Twilight. Don't forget the eggs this time, Red"
- >uh oh, this didn't sound good at all. Spike ran away back to the Library, he had to tell Anon about this