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>Day Frostbite in Equestria.
>It's snowing!
>And because you're such a massive faggot, you're outside making snow angels like a retard caught in a pasta storm.
>You FUCKING LOVE SNOW.
>If snow were a human girl,
>You'd cuddle the SHIT out of her.
>But enough autism-
>You hop up and begin constructing a snowman.
>You're a pro at this.
>In no time you have a six foot tall snowman built
>Complete with top hat and carrot nose.
>You have a giggling fit and roll in the snow again.
>As with every snowfall, you roll over and snort up a big ol' line of the white powder.
>You raise your head from the ground straining your neck
SNOOOOOOOW!
>Sweetie Belle stands staring at you with wide eyes.
>She's wearing a cute little purple scarf, tiny purple ear muffs and four small purple fuzzy boots.
>Your embarrassment is blasted aside by a massive hnnnngasm.
S-Sweetie Belle, what are you doing here?
>You wipe the snow from your nose.
>"I came to play!"
>She waddles past you and runs straight up the snowman.
>You feel your heart shatter as she chomps down on the carrot.
NOOOOOO!
>She stops chewing and looks down at you, the carrot still halfway in her mouth.
>You cry.
>Mr. Snowman...
>After replacing the snowman's nose with another carrot you brought, you lay down in the snow.
>Sweetie Belle lays down beside you.
>"You really like snow don't you Anon?"
>You let some powder fall through your gloved fingers down onto your chest.
Yes. Yes I do.
>She giggles and slaps some snow onto you with her tail, "me too me too!"
>You sit up.
Idea!
>She bolts up as well and hops around, "what is it?!"
>You put your hands on your hips
We're going to make, AN IGLOO!
>She continues bouncing in circles, "yay yay yay! What's an 'igloo'?"
>Did Rarity teach her anything?
>It takes about four hours.
>The sun is beginning to set now.
>But the igloo is finished.
>The two of you sit huddled inside of it.
>"This is awesome!" Sweetie Belle cheers.
>You slap her five,
I know! It will stay up for a long time too.
>If no one comes out to this random field and messes with it that is...
Well Sweetie, it's getting dark, we should probably-
>"Sweeetie Beeeelle!"
>Rarity's shout.
>Her head pops in through the entrance of the igloo,
>"Ah! There you are, and Anon too, hello darling,"
>She looks around
>"Did you build this marvelous igloo?!"
>You nod
And Sweetie helped.
>She smiles, "this is just posh!"
>Whatever that means...
>Sweetie Belle latches onto Rarity's leg.
>"Rarity Rarity! Can I stay over at Anon's tonight!"
>Rarity looks up at you and smiles
>Pleading behind her grin
>Sweetie Belle had stayed at your house overnight before.
>She was like a little sister you never had.
>The mane six thought it was so adorable and said you two would end up together when she got older.
>Not happening.
>Ever.
>You smile back at Rarity,
I always have an open pad for Sweetie Belle to crash at.
>Rarity beams, "thank you SO much Anon, I have a lot of work to do."
>Sweetie Belle shoots into the air stiff as a board, her tail extending out straight behind her.
>"YAY!"
>You cover your ears and the igloo shakes, some snow coming down on you.
>Damn that girl had some pipes.
Well, let's go Sweetie Belle. I'll make us some hot cocoa and we can play some games.
>She's going to explode from excitement.
>Rarity looks at you approvingly.
>Her eyes go soft, "you will make a great father some day Anon..."
>You look down and frown.
>How could you have kids here?
Yeah... Thanks.
>You take Sweetie Belle back to your house, stopping to throw snowballs with her at Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon.
>They run away screaming and you laugh along with Sweetie Belle.
>Your clothes are pretty soaked on the outer layer from the snow.
>But you make sure Sweetie gets her gear off and next to the heater first.
Alright sweet suff, help yourself to some cookies while I go change.
>You lean down and whisper behind your hand
Just don't tell Rarity I let you have as many cookies as you want okay?
>You both laugh.
>She grabs some cookies from the tray on the table and you head upstairs.
>No going outside tonight, so you get out some sweats and a hoodie.
>Comfort over style.
>Rarity would gasp.
>You take off your clothes
>All two layers
>Luckily your room is warm, so your naked body is fine.
>The door creaks open behind you
>"Anon?"
>You turn
>Sweetie Belle stands there munching on a cookie.
>Her eyes grow wide
>You both freeze
>Here's the scenario in your mind:
>We should probably cover ourselves...
>'NOT RESPONDING'
>There's a filly staring at our naughty bits, cover them.
>'ERROR'
>Damn it brain!
>Sweetie Belle steps forward
>"That's... Nice. That. I want that thing..."
>Little images of your johnson appear in her eyes.
>What happened to hearts?!
>Suddenly back in control
>You cover your crotch,
Sweetie Belle get out!
>She doesn't stop advancing.
>"I've never seen you without clothes Anon..."
Sweetie go!
>"Will you show me that floppy thing again?"
NO!
>You toss a shoe at her
This is bad! You're too young for this stuff! GET OUT!
>The shoe hits her head.
>She's knocked over.
>Oh no...
>You run forward and kneel down to her
Sweetie I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to-
>She looks up at you.
>Her eyes are filling with tears
>Her lip trembles
>Nonono!
>"WHAAAAA!"
>Sweetie Belle gets up and runs from the room crying.
>You chase after her
Sweetie wait!
>She trips and tumbles down the stairs
>You hold your head in horror as she rolls down all fourteen steps.
SWEETIE BELLE!
>She lands at the bottom on all four hooves
>And takes off running again still wailing
>Oh.
>Everything turned out better than expected.
>Wait a second,
>You start chasing her again.
Sweetie Belle come back! I'm sorry!
>She opens the front door and runs out into the snowy night.
>You lean out the doorway
SWEEEETIE!
>Damn, you're still naked...
>You turn back inside and run to go get dressed.
>You are Sweetie Belle.
>Anon hated you now.
>He was like your big brother
>And now he hated you.
>He hit you...
>You deserved it.
>He asked you to stop, but you couldn't for some reason.
>What you saw completely drew you in.
>You run through the town.
>All the ponies are asleep.
>Your hooves sink into the snow as you run.
>It's cold.
>Tears stream from your eyes and you feel your nose running.
>Can't go home.
>Rarity will ask questions.
>So you keep running
>Your breath coming out in a mist.
>You hooves now numb from cold.
>Then you see it,
>The snowman Anon made.
>And beside it is the igloo.
>You run for it.
>It's been almost an hour since you crawled into the igloo.
>You're shivering and curled up into a ball.
>Anon is probably happy you're gone.
>You don't belong there anymore.
I don't belong... There...
>He told you to get out and cbased you from his home.
>You sneeze
I'm sorry...
>Your belly rumbles.
>It's been a while since you ate.
>Then you remember
>The carrot!
>You crawl outside.
>There it is.
>The snowman's nose.
>With a lot of difficulty from numb hooves, you crawl up and retrieve the carrot.
>You take your prize back inside the igloo.
>Looking at the carrot makes your mouth water and stomach grumble.
>It's frozen, but you're starving.
>Lucky Anon used this!
>Anon used this...
>You remember his reaction when you ate the first one.
>Saddness.
>That snowman made him so happy.
>And you were ruining it again.
>Ruining something for Anon again...
>You wrap your legs around the carrot and squeeze it to your chest.
I can't...
>You fall asleep crying
>Holding onto the cold carrot
>Your stomach growling in pain from hunger.
I won't Anon...
>You are Anon.
>With full gear on, you had begun the search for Sweetie Belle.
>It wasn't going too well.
>She'd been gon for a long time.
>What if she got lost?
>What if she got hurt?!
SWEETIE BELLE!
>It's freezing out here and she left without so much as her scarf.
>A timberwolf howls in the distance.
>You moan in dread at the thought of one of those beasts finding Sweetie Belle.
>Where is she?!
SWEETIEEEEE!
>You start to run, tears in your eyes now.
>Maybe she's-
>Worth a shot!
>You run for the field you built the igloo in.
>If she wasn't there, she'd be at her home.
>But you doubted she'd go back to Rarity so soon.
>You arrive at the igloo.
Sweetie Belle?!
>No answer.
>You drop to your knees and peek in.
>There she is!
>She's asleep.
>With a carrot squeezed tight to her
>You laugh with relief.
Found you...
>You collect her up and carry her from the igloo.
>You hear her stomach growl and she mutters in her sleep, "msorry Anon..."
>You smile and pluck the carrot from her grip.
I'm sorry too sweet stuff.
>You place the carrot back in the hole on the snowman's face.
>Then carry Sweetie Belle back to your house.
>To tuck her in tight beside you
>Where she belongs.
The End.

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>Day Frostbite in Equestria.
>It's snowing!
>And because you're such a massive faggot, you're outside making snow angels like a retard caught in a pasta storm.
>You FUCKING LOVE SNOW.
>If snow were a human girl,
>You'd cuddle the SHIT out of her.
>But enough autism-
>You hop up and begin constructing a snowman.
>You're a pro at this.
>In no time you have a six foot tall snowman built
>Complete with top hat and carrot nose.
>You have a giggling fit and roll in the snow again.
>As with every snowfall, you roll over and snort up a big ol' line of the white powder.
>You raise your head from the ground straining your neck
SNOOOOOOOW!
>Sweetie Belle stands staring at you with wide eyes.
>She's wearing a cute little purple scarf, tiny purple ear muffs and four small purple fuzzy boots.
>Your embarrassment is blasted aside by a massive hnnnngasm.
S-Sweetie Belle, what are you doing here?
>You wipe the snow from your nose.
>"I came to play!"
>She waddles past you and runs straight up the snowman.
>You feel your heart shatter as she chomps down on the carrot.
NOOOOOO!
>She stops chewing and looks down at you, the carrot still halfway in her mouth.
>You cry.
>Mr. Snowman...


>After replacing the snowman's nose with another carrot you brought, you lay down in the snow.
>Sweetie Belle lays down beside you.
>"You really like snow don't you Anon?"
>You let some powder fall through your gloved fingers down onto your chest.
Yes. Yes I do.
>She giggles and slaps some snow onto you with her tail, "me too me too!"
>You sit up.
Idea!
>She bolts up as well and hops around, "what is it?!"
>You put your hands on your hips
We're going to make, AN IGLOO!
>She continues bouncing in circles, "yay yay yay! What's an 'igloo'?"
>Did Rarity teach her anything?
>It takes about four hours.
>The sun is beginning to set now.
>But the igloo is finished.
>The two of you sit huddled inside of it.
>"This is awesome!" Sweetie Belle cheers.
>You slap her five,
I know! It will stay up for a long time too.
>If no one comes out to this random field and messes with it that is...
Well Sweetie, it's getting dark, we should probably-
>"Sweeetie Beeeelle!"
>Rarity's shout.
>Her head pops in through the entrance of the igloo,
>"Ah! There you are, and Anon too, hello darling,"
>She looks around
>"Did you build this marvelous igloo?!"
>You nod
And Sweetie helped.
>She smiles, "this is just posh!"
>Whatever that means...
>Sweetie Belle latches onto Rarity's leg.
>"Rarity Rarity! Can I stay over at Anon's tonight!"


>Rarity looks up at you and smiles
>Pleading behind her grin
>Sweetie Belle had stayed at your house overnight before.
>She was like a little sister you never had.
>The mane six thought it was so adorable and said you two would end up together when she got older.
>Not happening.
>Ever.
>You smile back at Rarity,
I always have an open pad for Sweetie Belle to crash at.
>Rarity beams, "thank you SO much Anon, I have a lot of work to do."
>Sweetie Belle shoots into the air stiff as a board, her tail extending out straight behind her.
>"YAY!"
>You cover your ears and the igloo shakes, some snow coming down on you.
>Damn that girl had some pipes.
Well, let's go Sweetie Belle. I'll make us some hot cocoa and we can play some games.
>She's going to explode from excitement.
>Rarity looks at you approvingly.
>Her eyes go soft, "you will make a great father some day Anon..."
>You look down and frown.
>How could you have kids here?
Yeah... Thanks.
>You take Sweetie Belle back to your house, stopping to throw snowballs with her at Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon.
>They run away screaming and you laugh along with Sweetie Belle.


>Your clothes are pretty soaked on the outer layer from the snow.
>But you make sure Sweetie gets her gear off and next to the heater first.
Alright sweet suff, help yourself to some cookies while I go change.
>You lean down and whisper behind your hand
Just don't tell Rarity I let you have as many cookies as you want okay?
>You both laugh.
>She grabs some cookies from the tray on the table and you head upstairs.
>No going outside tonight, so you get out some sweats and a hoodie.
>Comfort over style.
>Rarity would gasp.
>You take off your clothes
>All two layers 
>Luckily your room is warm, so your naked body is fine.
>The door creaks open behind you
>"Anon?"
>You turn 
>Sweetie Belle stands there munching on a cookie.
>Her eyes grow wide
>You both freeze
>Here's the scenario in your mind:
>We should probably cover ourselves...
>'NOT RESPONDING'
>There's a filly staring at our naughty bits, cover them.
>'ERROR'
>Damn it brain!
>Sweetie Belle steps forward
>"That's... Nice. That. I want that thing..."
>Little images of your johnson appear in her eyes.
>What happened to hearts?!


>Suddenly back in control
>You cover your crotch,
Sweetie Belle get out!
>She doesn't stop advancing.
>"I've never seen you without clothes Anon..."
Sweetie go!
>"Will you show me that floppy thing again?"
NO!
>You toss a shoe at her
This is bad! You're too young for this stuff! GET OUT!
>The shoe hits her head.
>She's knocked over.
>Oh no...
>You run forward and kneel down to her
Sweetie I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to-
>She looks up at you.
>Her eyes are filling with tears
>Her lip trembles
>Nonono!
>"WHAAAAA!" 
>Sweetie Belle gets up and runs from the room crying.
>You chase after her
Sweetie wait!
>She trips and tumbles down the stairs
>You hold your head in horror as she rolls down all fourteen steps.
SWEETIE BELLE!
>She lands at the bottom on all four hooves
>And takes off running again still wailing
>Oh.
>Everything turned out better than expected.
>Wait a second,
>You start chasing her again.
Sweetie Belle come back! I'm sorry!
>She opens the front door and runs out into the snowy night.
>You lean out the doorway
SWEEEETIE!
>Damn, you're still naked...
>You turn back inside and run to go get dressed.


>You are Sweetie Belle.
>Anon hated you now.
>He was like your big brother 
>And now he hated you.
>He hit you...
>You deserved it.
>He asked you to stop, but you couldn't for some reason.
>What you saw completely drew you in.
>You run through the town.
>All the ponies are asleep.
>Your hooves sink into the snow as you run.
>It's cold.
>Tears stream from your eyes and you feel your nose running.
>Can't go home.
>Rarity will ask questions.
>So you keep running
>Your breath coming out in a mist.
>You hooves now numb from cold.
>Then you see it,
>The snowman Anon made.
>And beside it is the igloo.
>You run for it.


>It's been almost an hour since you crawled into the igloo.
>You're shivering and curled up into a ball.
>Anon is probably happy you're gone.
>You don't belong there anymore.
I don't belong... There...
>He told you to get out and cbased you from his home.
>You sneeze
I'm sorry...
>Your belly rumbles.
>It's been a while since you ate.
>Then you remember
>The carrot!
>You crawl outside.
>There it is.
>The snowman's nose.
>With a lot of difficulty from numb hooves, you crawl up and retrieve the carrot.
>You take your prize back inside the igloo.
>Looking at the carrot makes your mouth water and stomach grumble.
>It's frozen, but you're starving.
>Lucky Anon used this!
>Anon used this...
>You remember his reaction when you ate the first one.
>Saddness.
>That snowman made him so happy.
>And you were ruining it again.
>Ruining something for Anon again...
>You wrap your legs around the carrot and squeeze it to your chest.
I can't...
>You fall asleep crying
>Holding onto the cold carrot
>Your stomach growling in pain from hunger.
I won't Anon...


>You are Anon.
>With full gear on, you had begun the search for Sweetie Belle.
>It wasn't going too well.
>She'd been gon for a long time.
>What if she got lost?
>What if she got hurt?!
SWEETIE BELLE!
>It's freezing out here and she left without so much as her scarf.
>A timberwolf howls in the distance.
>You moan in dread at the thought of one of those beasts finding Sweetie Belle.
>Where is she?!
SWEETIEEEEE!
>You start to run, tears in your eyes now.
>Maybe she's-
>Worth a shot!
>You run for the field you built the igloo in.
>If she wasn't there, she'd be at her home.
>But you doubted she'd go back to Rarity so soon.
>You arrive at the igloo.
Sweetie Belle?!
>No answer.
>You drop to your knees and peek in.
>There she is!
>She's asleep.
>With a carrot squeezed tight to her
>You laugh with relief.
Found you...
>You collect her up and carry her from the igloo.
>You hear her stomach growl and she mutters in her sleep, "msorry Anon..."
>You smile and pluck the carrot from her grip.
I'm sorry too sweet stuff.
>You place the carrot back in the hole on the snowman's face.
>Then carry Sweetie Belle back to your house.
>To tuck her in tight beside you
>Where she belongs.


The End.

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