LW Spaghetti Sparkle 31 - The Library's Last Day

Living with Spaghetti Sparkle 31

 

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>today is the dark day

>in some ways, it's a relief because you're no longer living with Rarity

>but Twilight's house...

>well, it won't last the afternoon

>you've been helping Twilight pack her things all morning

>more often than you should be, you approach Twilight with a book full of black-mold or you move a bookcase to discover a long forgotten apple-core

>there was one particular thing you didn't show her though

>while you were searching the attic, you came across a pile of feathers and the skeleton of an owl under a large tome

>at appears as if its wing got stuck

>you assume it's Owlicious' skeleton and you trash it as quick as possible

>Twilight doesn't need any more sadness right now

>the home she's lived in for almost a decade is about to be burnt to the ground

>Twilight thinks Owlicious flew away, presumably getting bird poon

>you'll let her persist in the fantasy for a while longer

>sorry Owlicious

 

>you go back downstairs

>Luna is there with Twilight

>apparently, Luna never went back to Canterlot after the anime club

>she thought she was going to spend the night at the house

>when she knocked and no one answered, she just gave up and went to the videostore

>over breakfast, you asked Luna what she did with Pinkie Pie and friends

>Luna, completely straight-faced, told you that she was practicing her pumpkin catapult technique

>she's so full of shit

 

>Luna:"Hello there, sexy subject! I was just about to open my..."

>thunder and lightning

>Luna:"DARK PORTAL!"

>sounds sexy

Where does it go?

>Luna:"Your new abode! Well, it's Twilight's old abode before she lived here."

Really!?

>Twi:"*sigh* Yeah..."

That sounds really interesting! I can't wait to see your old place, Twi."

>Twi:"Really? It's just Canterlot."

>Luna:"*Ahem*"

Oh. Sorry Luna.

>Luna:"The portal will go right into your foyer. You'll find that it's large enough for most of your things."

That's a large foyer...

>Twi:"Hmph... it doesn't have any soul..."

>Luna:"Mares! Calm down."

>you stand behind Twilight and tussle her mane

Sorry.

>Twi:"Anon! Don't! Ugh... nevermind..."

>Twilight is really edgy today

>you try to give her a little neck massage

>she hesitantly she pushes you away

>you give up trying to make her feel better

>she's determined to be angry all day

>you'll give her a little space

>Spit:"Hey guys~!"

Oh hey Spitfire. Wait... what?

>Spit:"Oh? Twilight didn't tell you? I'm a little extra muscle you're hiring to move your stuff."

I'm hiring?

>Twi:"Just give her the money, Anon."

*sigh* Okay, fine. You don't think I'm big and strong anymore. That's fine. I'll just--

>Twi:"ANON! Stop teasing me!"

>...

>she's right, you were being a bit of a cunt

>you pull out your wallet

>Twilight's expression changes to worry and concern

>Twi:"N-NO! Let me! Um... Let me give her the money!"

What? Why?

>you pull some bits of of your bag

>Twi:"NO!"

>she tackles you, knocking you over

>out of your wallet slides two photographs

>at first, you think, "FUCKING LUNA"

>but then...

>you get a closer look and see that they're both Twilight

>she made you some amateur pornography

>one is of her ass and the other is of her spreading her pussy apart

>sexy

>oh wait... you have company over

>and they're both getting a good eyefull of the photos too

>oh boy

>Spitfire gets a wingboner

WHY!?

>Spit:"Y-yeah Twilight! Why would you do that?"

NO! YOU! This is something I'd expect from Twilight. Why the wingboner?!

>Spit:"I uh... you know about wingboners?"

I dated a pegasus.

>Spit:"Oh."

>...

Never mind. That's your business. Here's your cash. How much?

>Twi:"I promised 5bits."

>you give Spitfire her cash

 

>Luna opens up a black portal

>Luna:"Behold! My moon portal!"

>moon portal

>whatever

>Spitfire begins hustling stuff to Twilight's old place in Canterlot

>Twilight pulls you aside

>Twi:"*gulp* D-do you really expect me to do... stuff like that? Am I that weird all the time?"

I expect you to be a one of the most loving mares in all of Equestria.

>Twi:"Anon... now you're just... saying things to... You know how to push my buttons!"

>oh no, she's caught on!

>Twi:"Anon! Stop being a flatterer for one measly little second and tell me the truth."

>uhhh

Twilight. You're... eclectic and weird and sexy and just... amazing.

>Twi:"I told you to stop--"

I'm serious. When I saw those pictures I thought about how sexy you were first and how thoughtful you were second.

>Twi:"So you like them?"

Well, duh! It's just... if  I had any say in it, my wallet wasn't going to be the first place I put them.

>Twi:"Oh... where would you put them?"

That's a good question.

>...

I know. We should make a photo album. A sexy one.

>Twi:"That we can show people?"

What? No. For us. It'll hold all of our new memories together.

>Twi:"Oh... that sounds..."

>Twilight gets a far-off look in her eye

>Twi:"That sounds great!"

It doesn't have to just be for sexy pictures. We can put tame ones in there too.

>Twi:"Right."

Have you decided were we're going to go on our honeymoon yet? We'll probably take tons of pictures there.

>Twi:"Um..."

What?

>Twi:"I thought the male was supposed to decide where we go on honeymoon..."

Uh...

>Twi:"*giggle* That's okay! We still have lots of time. Just remember, I want to get pregnant with your foal on our honeymoon."

Riiiight...

>Twi:"Oh! Keep it a secret from me! I want to be surprised."

>fuck fuck fuck! You don't know of any great Spring destinations in Equestria!

 

>Spit:"That all?"

What?

>Spit:"I moved everything in here. Is there anything else?"

Jesus, that was fast!

>Spit:"I used to do fast as a living, brah."

Yeah, I think that was it. Right Twi?

>Twilight nods her head

>Spit:"Alright, sweet. I have to make a... business transaction behind the public library in a few minutes. See ya!"

>Twi:"But this IS the library..."

Are you about to make a drug deal behind our house?

>Spit:"Uh..."

>Luna is standing right there

>you realize you may have given your newest employee over to the feds

Of COURSE you're not going to make a drug deal. That would be RIDICULOUS!

>Spit:"Heh... right..."

>she jets the fuck out of there

>Luna:"Smooth."

>DAMN

 

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>The sun is setting

>there's a knock on the door

>they're here

>pest control

>in an orderly fashion, they evacuate you from the house

>Twilight wants to watch it happen from an adjacent hill

>she wants to watch her (not so) glorious house go down in a roaring blaze

>as you make your way to the vantage point, you spot the pest control torch

>you saw it before, when Rarity's place was burnt down

>it's a large bronze torch, much like the one at the Olympics on Earth

>except, this torch has a solid crystal case covering the flame

>Tartarus flame doesn't require air

>it has a blueish-green hue

>it's supposed to negate the termite's magic and be able to kill them

>it worked for Rarity's old place

>you have no doubts that it won't work again

 

>you sit down on the hill with Twilight

>she lays on her back with her head in your lap

>she looks, forlornly, at her house

>no tears

Twilight, are you okay?

>Twi:"Yes."

>...

>Twi:"I'm not crying because I've shed all the tears I need to."

>...

>it was probably a quote from some obscure anime or something

>you'll let it slide, as to not ruin the moment

 

>pest control digs a small moat around the house and fills it with water

>they're precise and, most of all, careful about the moat

>when a Tartarus flame ignites something, it moves fast

>the pest control crew is made up completely of Earthponies

>legend dictates that since they have no magic, they won't be burned by Tartarus flames

>no one has tested that particular theory in the history of ponykind

>not even Twilight wants to try that science

 

>the pest control crew activates the torch, opening a small opening in the crystal case

>the flame shoots out, as if pressurized

>Twilight's house is engulfed in seconds

>as she watches, you comb your fingers through her mane to calm her

>she never looked away and never shed a tear

>she was ready to make new memories

 

~~~END PART 31~~~