LW Spaghetti Sparkle 11 - Glass Trophy (Semi-Clop)

Living with Spaghetti Sparkle 11

 

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>After her tears dried and she wrote her letters to the princess, Twilight went home so you could get some work done

>Spitfire is fast proving herself to be a somewhat aloof, yet astute, employee

>you blame the weed for her aloofness but Rainbow Dash assured you that she was like that before the weed

>RD:"She has her head in the clouds... It's where a pegasus like her belongs."

>you wanted to slap Rainbow for making such a shitty pun

>Spitfire's presence on the team also brought in even MORE Wonderbolts™ fans

>Soarin's frequent visits in order to woo Rainbow Dash aren't too shabby either

>you're starting to consider selling Wonderbolts™ brand merchandise on the side

>you'll have to ask Applejack about that later

 

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>when you went home, Twilight was buried in books

>she was looking for a suitable profession or constructive hobby

>when she saw you come in the door, she immediately dropped what she was doing and galloped over to you at full speed

>she tackled you to the ground and started tearing at your blue jeans, trying to get them off

>instead of having sex on the doormat, you picked her up and carried her to the bed

>Twi:"*huff* Absence... *huff* makes the heart *pant* grow fonder!"

>she insisted that since you taught her so much about relationships in one day, that she needed to "repay" you

>you let her persist in this delusion, as you already knew sex would have inevitably been the conclusion of the day

>Twilight decided she wanted to try being on top

>you let her, but she soon found that sex was more work than she bargained for and she let you take the lead again

>you find it ironic that Twilight, for all intents and purposes a sex maniac, would be terrible at sex

>instead, she did what she always did, loudly and motionlessly take everything you have to offer

>this is fine with you, since her clumsy thrusts do more harm than good on the road to orgasm

>in a post coital glow, you ask Twilight to try to refrain from jumping your bone right as you get home

>she reluctantly agrees and goes back to work trying to find a proper job for the rest of the day

 

>it was fortunate that you and Twilight got the sexing done earlier in the day, since it allowed you to get a proper night's rest

>tomorrow is a big day

>you're going to be moving all of your stuff into Twilight's treehouse

>it's an important step for your relationship

 

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>it's the next day

>you and Twilight are at Sugarcube Video rental corner (and sex dungeon)

>Applejack agreed to look after the store

>you know she can't help move heavy boxes because of her leg injury years and years ago

>she fell down the stairs

>at least, that's the official story

>Rainbow Dash, always the bro, is helping you move by carrying smaller items at top speed

>you force your new employee, Spitfire, to help as well

>Twilight is using her magic to lift the heavier objects

 

>Twilight starts heavily eyeballing a large box of anime DVDs

>you were going to sell them, since equestrians seem to be far more adaptive to Blu-Ray™

>you're still going to sell them

>you need the money for Twilight's wedding ring

>she'll understand in the long run

>Twilight comes up to you with a look in her gorgeous purple eyes

>Twi:"Anonnn~ What are those DVDs doing just... packed up over there? Shouldn't they be packed on the shelf?"

Oh, those are the obsolete anime DVDs. We're phasing them out and replacing them with Blu-rays™.

>Twi:"Wellll~ Could I maybeeee~"

>she turns around, lifts her tail and flashes you her glistening flank

>Twi:"Maybe we could, ya'know... take them home and keep them! To add to our collection!"

Our collection?

>Twi:"Okay... MY collection..."

>she wiggles her flank at you

No. I need to sell them.

>she wiggles harder and raises her tail higher

No really. I need to sell them. This is a business Twi.

>Twi:"GYAaa!"

>she trots off, frustrated

>you hear her "gyaa!" a few more times in the distance followed by muffled "baka"s and "gaijin"s

>she'll forgive you

>especially when she sees the ring

 

>you hear a crash upstairs

>oh no

>you run up to see the cause

>you see Spitfire laying on the bed with her head in her hooves

>she's crying

>you look on the ground

>the trophy Rainbow Dash won just before you confessed your love for her is on the ground in pieces

>she gave it to you as a symbol of passion

>she didn't want a simple glass trophy that night, she wanted you

>you were her trophy

>for 4 years of your life

 

>you're unsure of how to react

>you loved that trophy and all the memories it held

>but...

>No! You forgave Rainbow Dash!

>before you can think, Spitfire pipes up

>Spit:"*sniff* I'm sorry boss! I just... it slipped and... *sobs*

It's okay Spitfire. That trophy held a lot of memories but... it's okay.

>Spit:"*sniff* You're not going to fire me?"

Nope. Just be more careful from now on, okay?

>Spitfire nods and leaves the room

>Rainbow Dash is standing in the hall outside the bedroom

>she has a tear rolling down her cheek

 

Wh-what's wrong Rainbow?

>RD:"Oh! Nothing! Just... there's NOTHING in my eye, okay!?"

Do you want to talk about it?

>RD:"No! I mean... there's nothing to talk about."

Our trophy is broken on the ground over there.

>you can see Rainbow Dash almost lose it

>she bites her lip to prevent an outburst of tears

>...

>after she calms down a bit, she asks,

>RD:"Is... *sniff* our relationship really that broken?"

No. You're my bro.

>RD:"It's just that... you're spending ALL your time with Twilight and... and..."

>you can't help but chuckle

>RD:"It's NOT FUNNY! I feel like I'm losing a friend!"

I'm sorry. I mean, you did hook us up remember?

>RD:"Yeah well... seeing as you're so attracted to one another... maybe I didn't do much to hook you up at all. Maybe it was destiny."

I'm thinking so. We're getting married, there's gotta be some destiny behind that, right?

>RD:"Yeah... I guess you're right. It's just... I feel like you're abandoning me."

 

You can come over me and Twilight's tree ANY time. You're a family friend.

>Rainbow Dash twitches at the word 'family'

>RD:"That's right, you're a family now."

Yeesh. Twilight hopes to make it bigger too.

>RD:"Foals? You? Bwahahahahah!"

>finally! a laugh!

>she falls to the ground in laughter

Hey! I'd be a great father! You kidding me?

>RD:"Hahahahaha!"

Doesn't that lover-colt Soarin want to make YOU preggers?

>her laughing stops immediately

>RD:"What do you know about Soarin and me?"

Uh...

>she grabs your collar

>RD:"You spying on me?

UHH... I've just seen him around... A LOT. In the store and when I was in the hospital.

>RD:"Oh. Well then. I guess I'm as transparent as the sky is blue."

He want's to make you pregnant?!

>RD:"WHAT?! NO! We're just... quietly dating."

>she's beet red

Why are you keeping it hush hush? That's not the Rainbow I know! Where's the boasting and the public kissing and the suggestive posing?

>RD:"SHH! Soarin has been crushing on me for a LONG time. This is like a dream come true for him and... well... I want to play hard to get a little."

But he's already GOT you.

>RD:"Yeah, well, I want to keep it quiet. It gives me more... power."

>typical Rainbow Dash

 

>RD:"Listen, I don't want to hear about YOUR sex life, how about you keep out of MINE."

I never said anything about sex.

>Rainbow blushes even harder than before

>RD:"OH! RIGHT! HA HA! OKAY THEN. LET'S GET BACK TO WORK!"

>you head back downstairs and see Spitfire

Who says you don't need to clean up your messes, newbie? Get the fuck up there and clean that broken glass!

>Spit:"S-Sorry boss!"

Wait... where's Twilight?

>Spit:"She went and grabbed all the boxes and took them to your place... erm, her place, boss."

Oh, okay. Carry on.

>you grab your flat-screen TV and head out toward Twilight's treehouse

 

>on the way, you encounter a ton of boxes stacked on the road

>it's your stuff

>Twilight's nowhere to be found

>you run over to them, heavy TV in hand

>all of the boxes are accounted for, none are missing

>there's a post-it™ note on one of them

>it reads:

 

>This is Diamond Dogs note! We have purple pony unicorn and all of the treasure! We made her sleepy so she doesn't use magic. If you want purple pony back, bring LOTS of gems! If not we make purple pony suffer.

 

AHHGGGHH!!!

>you throw your TV to the ground in anger

>Twilight has a larger one at home anyway

 

~~~END PART 11~~~