Title:           LW Spaghetti Sparkle 34 - Tears
Author:          bettyspaghetti
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First Edit:      Tuesday 21st of August 2012 08:52:51 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 21st of August 2012 08:52:51 PM CDT

Living with Spaghetti Sparkle 34
 
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>it's 7AM in Ponyville
>you had hoped you'd be home right about now
>instead, Twilight is going to wake up to an empty bed
>you know how she worries
>things aren't looking bright for you back at Canterlot Castle
 
>you sit backwards on your old computer chair
>your arms are folded on the cool pleather back of the chair
>you resist the urge to tap your foot impatiently because Rainbow Dash is is sleeping
>the first rays of the new day's sun come shining through the window and place themselves across Rainbow Dash's sleeping face
>it would be cute if she weren't drooling all over the pillow
>you suppose it's better than vomit
>the only sound in the room is the scribbling of a quill
>Trixie is jotting down every magical equation she can think of that played a part in last night's performance
>you argued with her for an hour about Twilight's involvement with the research on how to get back home
>to Earth
>apparently, it's much more difficult that one would think to reverse a spell's effects
>let alone increase their efficiency and staying power
>in order for Trixie to complete her research, she's going to need Twilight's help
>this is a non-starter for you
>the honeymoon destination needs to be a secret
>Twilight can't know until the moment of arrival
>the look on her face is going to be...
 
>beautiful
 
>the compromise, then, became to write down as many unsolved equations as possible and give them to Twilight to solve
>Twilight will then be able to help Trixie without knowing what the end result will be
>a perfect plan
>maybe
 
>toward the beginning of Trixie's crusade to write everything down, you asked why she can't just use a computer
>apparently, magic is more complex than just numbers and words
>sometimes you need to draw a magic circle or burn a special candle under special paper with an equation on it
>sounds really byzantine
>you have a new-found respect for that quirky little purple horse that loves you
>that respect morphs into a passion
>you need to see her again
>you miss her
 
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>8AM
>Trix:"There! Done!"
>you grab the papers in a little folder and shake Trixie's hoof
Here's to you helping me and me keeping you from being arrested!
>Trix:"Y-yeah. Shall I get my own room? Someone as great and powerful as I requires a room."
Talk to Pinkie Pie about that. I'm sure she can set you up downstairs. If she has any questions, tell her to call me. Here's my number--"
>you grab a sheet of paper and begin to write
>Trix:"That won't be necessary. I can remember your number. Just speak it."
Okay... (562)-490-2909-106978. You sure you can remember that?
>Trix:"Oh... OF COURSE! Do you doubt the Great and Powerful--"
Yeah, I remember your name. Anyway, I have to run. I have a mad as hell mare waiting for me at home.
 
>as you near the train station, you realize that you still have Rainbow Dash's credit card in your pocket
>an idea dawns on you
>you know how to smooth things over with Twilight
>you grin an evil grin
 
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>the sun is setting as you arrive back in Canterlot
>"Can I help you with that sir?"
Please do.
>the bellhop pony lifts the one square meter cardboard box over his head with magic
 
>you open the door as gingerly as possible, as to not alert Twilight just yet
>you look around the foyer as if you were a burglar
>having a wife will do that, you suppose
>the bellhop pony drops the large box onto the carpet with a BANG
>you hear somep0ny slip and fall in the bathtub
TWILIGHT! You okay!?
>...
>you rush to the bathroom
>wrong bathroom
>you're not used to having more than one bathroom
>you open the bathroom door to see Twilight standing on all fours, breathing hard
Are you okay?
>Twi:"Anon...?"
Sorry I was gone all night. I got a little drunk with Rainbow Dash. Are you okay?
>Twi:"... No..."
I'm so sorry! Please forgive me.
>Twi:"No... it's not really anything you did *sniff*"
Come here.
>she magics the shower off and gallops over
>there's something wrong with her
>it looks like she has a ballsack or something
>no
>it looks like she has... pineapple sized balls?
>what the fuck?
>they're sagging and veiny
>they make you want to retch
>Twilight isn't trying to stand on her hind legs and hug you like she used to
>now she's just nuzzling your legs, hoping for you to kneel down and scoop her up
>Twi:"Pick me up!"
Uh... let's go in the living room first. I brought you a surprise.
>Twilight's face lights up
>Twi:"I got you a surprise too! Heheheh!"
>you never thought you'd have to tell your fiancee you don't find ballsacks sexy
 
>Twi:"OH MY GOSH! WHAT IS IT!?"
Twilight, honey, sit down with me over here.
>you pat a spot right next to you on the couch
>Twi:"O-okay..."
>...
Why do you have a ballsack?
>Twi:"WHAT?! No! These are BREASTS... gosh... you're such a BAKA *giggle*."
>Twilight leans back on the couch and spreads her legs
>sure enough, there are nipples
>you facepalm
>an anger wells within you
TWILIGHT! HOW MANY TIMES IS THIS GOING TO HAPPEN WITH YOU?!
>you're yelling
>you never yell at Twilight
>what is going on?
>you realize too late what you've done
>surprisingly though, Twilight isn't crying
>not yet
>right now she's... distant
>...
 
>Twi:"*sniff* I'm such an idiot."
>you want to shake her around and tell her that yes, yes she is
>you refrain
>her horn glows and her breasts return to their normal shape
>you wouldn't be able to find them if you weren't looking
>Twilight leans to her side and crosses her forelegs on the arm of the couch
>she buries her head in her arms
>you decide not to coddle her this time
>you'll let her cry it out and learn this time
>but you'll be there for her
 
>under her crossed forelegs you hear a muffled cry
>Twi:"Anon! Please forgive me! I... I... I don't *gasp* I don't know... I'm sorry I just..."
>you put your hand on her side and stoke her coat
>Twi:"*sniff* It's just... sometimes it's so unbelievable that you like me-- you LOVE me it's just sometimes I can't believe it and... and... I feel like I have to do stuff to make you happy and interested and *gulp* I know I'm bad at sex and... I'm just..."
>you reach out and pull her away from the arm of the sofa
>you hold her and comb your fingers through her mane
>Twi:"I was just so..."
Say it.
>she clings to you harder than she ever has before
>you're hers
>Twi:"I was just so JEALOUS! I saw that human girl on TV and I was just... my heart it... it wouldn't stop going. I was so mad I... I wasn't thinking and I wanted to make you NEVER want to leave me and I made my breasts bigger and-- I'M SO SORRY!"
I forgive you.
>you pick her up and take her to the bedroom
>she cried in your arms the entire night
 
~~~END PART 34~~~