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- >”Well, lookie here, its prince charming.”
- >You groan, dusting some dried mud off your shoulders.
- >”And here he is with his regal bearing.”
- >Shining keeps poking at you.
- >You magic off some dirt, and fling it at Shiny.
- >”Hey!” He jumps, brushing off the dirt.
- >”I’m named Shining Armor for a reason, Anon.”
- >”Yeah, and I go around preaching religion.”
- >”What?”
- >”Because, I’m A-nun!”
- >The two of you laugh before shooting each other with finger pistols.
- >Hoof pistols?
- >”But seriously, get to shower, you reek.”
- >”You are a mind reader, Shiny.”
- >That night, you lay on your bed, thinking.
- >Where else could mud get into?
- >Also, where are you going with Cadance?
- >You mean, she’s a pony, and all.
- >And you’re a… well, whatever the fuck you are.
- >And you were never into that inter-species thing.
- >A ball hits your head.
- >Shining, and all of his ballsy moves.
- >”Anon, you’re deep in thought, aren’t you?”
- >”How did you know?”
- >”You started drooling.”
- >Suddenly, mom.
- >”Anon! You know what to do tomorrow, right?”
- >”It’s Saturday, mom, nothing.”
- >”Nope! You’re taking Twilight to her lessons.”
- >Twilight.
- >Oh you backstabbing bitch.
- >”Fiiiineeeeee.” You sigh, going back to your pillow.
- >Mom glances to you and Shining.
- >”Was Anon thinking deeply again?”
- >”Yep.”
- >”How the heck.”
- >”Oh, it’s easy dear, you have a small puddle of spit there.”
- >Fucking ponies.
- >Next day.
- >You let Twilight hop onto your back, having her front hooves around your neck.
- >You put on your own saddle bag, which is filled with Twilight’s stuff.
- >Because you were cool like that.
- >You kick open the front door, much to mom’s dismay.
- >It is a sunny day.
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- >You suddenly hear music.
- >Fucking pony magic, you tell yourself.
- >You pass the nicely trimmed grass in front of your house, and your fence.
- >You wave to your neighbor.
- >Is that drum you’re hearing?
- >You walk along the sidewalk, creating a beat.
- >You side step a little, causing Twilight to giggle in joy.
- >You smile, and trot off.
- >It’s about few minutes to the lesson centre, so you don’t make much haste.
- >You say hello, or good morning to the passing ponies, while Twilight blasts the birds.
- >Something about bees stinging them and causing pregnancy.
- >You fucking love this filly.
- >Not in *that* sense.
- >Twilight hums and giggles more, before having her horn glow.
- >That can’t be good.
- >SUDDENLY FUCKING PORTAL
- >The purple orb consumes you.
- >TRIPPY MUSIC
- >You emerge, mostly unscathed, Twilight still giggling.
- >Oh you little fucker you.
- >You stop by the candy store, to pick up a candy cane for the two of you.
- >For some reason, she picked up your liking for mint.
- >The two of you chew and grind on the candy, making obscene noises.
- >”Anon! We’re going to be late!”
- >You glance at your poorly drawn watch.
- >Then you lick your finger, feeling the wind.
- >Oh shit.
- >You ARE LATE
- >You start to run, laughing and tumbling along with Twilight.
- >You can see the centre now.
- >You stop in front of the front gate, crouching to let Twilight down.
- >You produce a large text book and hand it over to Twilight.
- >”Okay, there we go, sis.”
- >She pouts at you, still chewing her candy.
- >”You won’t walk me over to the door?”
- >She frowns, and WHY IS THERE VIOLINS?
- >All your feels.
- >”Fine.” You smile, ruffling her mane.
- >You walk her over, open the door, and let her in.
- >As you walk away, you can hear Twilight calling for you.
- >”ANON!”
- >”Yeah?” You reply, turning.
- >”YOU’RE MY BE-BE-BE-EFF-EFF!”
- >What the hell does that mean.
- >Must be some sort of a racial slur.
- >No, Twilight’s too young for that.
- >”What?”
- >”Big Brother Best Friend Forever!”
- >Then she quickly rushes in.
- >You smile, and continue walking back.
- >Oh look, the music stopped.
- >You have your own way back, which probably involved a lot of sidewalks and walking.
- >On the side.
- >”Anon?”
- >That voice.
- >You turn, to see the pink Pegasus unicorn.
- >”Cadance? What are you doing here?”
- >”I live here?”
- >Oh right, Twilight studies in the Canterlot Archives.
- >Quick, what do you say?
- >”I like French toast.”
- >WHAT.
- >YOU LIKE FILLIDELPIHAN TOAST, YOU TWIT.
- >WHAT THE HELL IS A FRANCE ANYWAY.
- >”Really? I was just going to go grab some breakfast. Wanna join?”
- >You smile, diverting her attention from you reaching for your pockets.
- >That’s… fifteen bits.
- >”Sure! We’re good.”
- >You are so broke after this.
- >Why can’t Equestria have lighter money?
- >Like- paper or something.
- >But that do sound pretty stupid.
- >Maybe you shouldn’t have bought that candy cane.
- >Screw that, you’ll just eat little.
- >Riiiiight?
- >”I want the double large pancakes with extra syrup. Don’t forget the butter.”
- >The waitress flinches a little, before turning to Cadance.
- >”What will you have, your majesty?”
- >”Oh, I’ll just have the usual.”
- >The waitress flinches again, before going into the counter.
- >”WE GOT TWO ORDERS FOR KING ARTHUR’S JIZZ, DON’T FORGET THE BUTTER!”
- >You turn to Cadance.
- >Two orders?
- >Jizz?
- >”You lovable pony.” You grin.
- >”What? Pancakes are great.”
- >She looks away, smiling.
- >Your order comes up, and you have a burning question.
- >”So why did you call it jizz?” You ask, turning to the waitress.
- >”Oh, there’s a story behind it, sweetie.” She winks at you.
- >Shit.
- >Whatever, you’re hungry.
- >”What’s wrong Anon, not too happy about jizz?” Cadance looks at you with that playful grin.
- >She starts licking the syrup, still making eye contact.
- >Words cannot describe how shocked you are.
- >”It… tastes fine to me.” She keeps her poker face.
- >There is an awkward silence of about ten seconds, before the two of you burst out laughing.
- >You stop, before noticing a blush on Cadance.
- >”Let’s… not do that again.” She whispers weary of the other ponies staring.
- >Too late.
- >You hover a banana to you, slowly peeling it.
- >You keep your eye on hers, as you slowly thrust the fruit into your mouth.
- >You then take a bite, chewing slowly.
- >You stop, noticing Cadance blushing heavily.
- >”Well, uhm.” You clear your throat, trying to salvage the situation.
- >”Yeah, let’s not do that again.”
- >And then things get boring.
- >Also, you need to pay for that banana.
- >Two bits, what the fuck.
- >You and Cadance quickly finish up your pancakes, before heading out.
- >The waitress even gave you a discount.
- >Something about the royalty and their consorts.
- >Cadance jumps at this statement.
- >But you only paid ten bits, so you’re cool.
- >Upon hearing the exit door bell, you follow Cadance in her walk.
- >”So, what now?”
- >”Not sure, Anon, I was just going for a stroll.”
- >Until you showed up.
- >”Well, I need to do things before Twilight ends her class, so- can I join you?”
- >”Sure.”
- >She motions you to follow.
- >Soon, you are in the Canterlot castle gardens.
- >Damn, how many gardeners do they have?”
- >”Lovely sight, isn’t it, Anon?” She takes in all of the sight.
- >”Yeah.”
- >Guess having a castle built on the mountain side was a great plan.
- >Unless someone toppled the supports.
- >That would suck.
- >”I suppose, but then I have a lovelier sight right here.”
- >Cadance looks to you in surprise, blushing.
- >”LIKE THIS CACTUS!” You rush over to the arid plant.
- >”Who knew likes of these grew here?”
- >You turn to Cadance, who is still tinted red.
- >”Hey. You alright?” You look to her, and she recoils.
- >”Oh yeah- just fine.” Why does she sound so-
- >Oh shit.
- >You get it now.
- >You would have never guessed-
- >Then you recall the first time she got here.
- >She is totally into you!
- >Yeah, thanks a lot, Captain Obvious.
- >No problem, Sergeant Sarcasm.
- >Do I get to speak?
- >No, shut up, Private Pity.
- >You decide to break the ice there, and walk along the gardens.
- >”Well, I thought we were going for a walk?” You ask, giving her a confident smile.
- >She silently follows you.
- >Fifteen minutes in, she hasn’t said a word.
- >Well.
- >You like her too, don’t you, you little prick?
- >What are you waiting for?
- >You are now walking by the pony-made pond in the garden.
- >It has the loveliest lotuses during this time of year.
- >God, you’re going gay.
- >You look over the water, catching glimpses of fishes under it.
- >Most of it is blocked by your own reflection; damn the sun is really up today.
- >You glance over to Cadance, who is silently eyeing a rose.
- >”Hey, Cadance. I found another lovely thing.” You motion her over.
- >You sit by the pond, looking down.
- >Cadance reluctantly comes over.
- >”The lotuses, I suppose they’re nice.”
- >”No, no, here.” You point at the waters right by you.
- >She comes up and sits next to you, looking down.
- >”Where?”
- >She looks over the water with you.
- >Now there’s two reflections.
- >”Riiight- there.” You point at her reflection, which elicited a gasp from her.
- >”Wait, something’s off.” You stand up.
- >Cadance is still looking over her reflection.
- >You go to the rose bush, picking the rose Cadance was eyeing.
- >It was in full bloom, glimmering with a slightly darker crimson compared to the rest.
- >You peel off the pricks, using a spell to bring out a small knife.
- >Combat 101.
- >You turn, and you notice something.
- >THAT’S ONE FINE ASS
- >Shut up, penis.
- >She doesn’t have a cutie mark yet.
- >You sneak over to Cadance, and place the rose on her right ear- right on the small gap between her head and the ear.
- >She gasps again, looking at herself.
- >You join her reflection.
- >You create a square over her picture with your fingers.
- >”aaaand, perfect.”
- >You sit back, as Cadance turns to you.
- >”You really are beautiful.” You whisper
- >You give her a smile, which led to the same from her.
- >She slowly makes her way to you, one step at a time.
- >Soon, she’s right on your face.
- >You can feel each other’s breath, getting heavier- with that hint of syrup.
- >She closes her eyes, and leans in.
- >You close yours and do the same.
- >You had to turn your head a bit to prevent your nose getting in the way.
- >After what it feels like an eternity, you can feel the soft caress of another lip on yours.
- >Being the virgin you are, you had no fucking clue.
- >You lick your lips a little, accidentally feeling the inner lip of her.
- >You then taste something, not quite syrup.
- >It is comforting.
- >You then pull away, and open your eyes.
- >Cadance is staring at you, with an air of nervousness.
- >She then lets out a small squee, before flying away.
- >You’re just sitting there, like an idiot.
- >That was your first kiss.
- >You feel your lips, trying to relive that feeling again.
- >Yep, still an idiot.
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