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# Obscenerio - Mothponies are terrible roommates

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1. >You fling open the door to your apartment and step inside, closing it behind you
2. >It's been a long day, and you're just glad to be home
3. >It's time to relax
4. >You make your way to the fridge and reach in to grab yourself-
5. >Nothing at all, apparently
6. >Of course
7. >You sigh, close the fridge, and turn to your roommate's door
8. >You knock quickly, trying not to sound as frustrated as you are
9. >"Aurelia," you call, "you here?"
10. >You hear a buzz and series of clicks, and the door opens
11. >You step inside, and it's as if you've entered another world
12. >It's ridiculously dark, but the light shining from behind you is enough illumination to see by
13. >There are flowers everywhere
14. >Huge white petals seem to glow as they reflect light, and the floor is littered with fresh leaves
15. >Strands of silk hang from the ceiling, holding up a massive cocoon that serves as a bed
16. >The windows have been covered with floral print curtains, explaining the darkness
17. >On the wall sits a poster of the Wonderbolts, which clashes horribly with the entire room
18. >"Hi Anon!"
19. >A ball of fuzz pops out from behind the door you entered from and detaches itself, landing on the floor with a poof
20. >The mothpony smiles at you, her compound-eyes gleaming brightly
21. >"Ooh, what did you want to see me about?" she squeaks happily
22. >"I was was just-" you begin, but she cuts you off in her excitement
23. >"Did you bring the light? I love looking at the light! It's really pretty and it makes me feel funny in my brain and-"
24. >"Aurelia."
25. >"Maybe we can look at it together! I love doing stuff with other ponies, but you're not really a pony but that might make it even more fun to-"
26. >"Aurelia!" you speak up, causing her to recoil and take a step back
27. >She quiets down and lowers her head sheepishly, both her ears and antenna falling flat
28. >"Sorry," she squeaks
29. >"It's fine," you sigh. "I was just going to ask you why the fridge is empty."
30. >She perks up again. "Oh, that? I drank everything in it."
32. >Your palm finds its way to your face, where it will stay for the forseeable future
33. >"I gathered that," you say. "Why did you drink everything in the fridge?"
34. >"'Cause I was thirsty," Aurelia squeaks as if it's the most obvious thing in the world
35. >She takes your stare as a cue to continue
36. >"So did you bring the light?"
37. >"No," you nearly growl. "Just, please replace what you drink next time, okay?"
38. >You think about that request for a moment
39. >"And I don't want the entire thing filled with nothing but juice boxes, either," you add.
40. >The mothpony tilts her head at you, then nods vigorously
41. >"Okay!"
42. >With no warning whatsoever, Aurelia lifts off the ground and springs towards your face
43. >Your arms fly up, but your vision is already filled with fluff and wings as she fwumps onto your chest
44. >"So can we do something together now?"
45. >You reach up and pry the pony off of you, holding her so her head is level with yours
46. >"Not now," you say. "I was hoping to relax tonight."
47. >"Oooh, I can do that!" Aurelia giggles
48. >There's a second of silence as your mind attempts to process this
49. >It fails
50. >"How?" you ask suspiciously
51. >Aurelia inhales deeply, fluttering her wings quickly in your arms
52. >"What are you-"
53. >Aurelia explodes into a cloud of fluff
54. >Dusty scales fill your vision as you drop the pony and try to breathe
55. >Dryness fills your throat and nose as you gasp and cough, and you blink furiously
56. >"What the-" you burst into another fit of coughing
57. >"It's a defense!" Aurelia chirps, fluttering happily inside her own cloud
58. >You manage to blink enough of the dust from your eyes to glare at the mothpony, but then your mind begins to work and your heart pounds
59. >"A defense?" you choke. "Aurelia, are you poisonous?!"
60. >The mothpony makes a shrugging motion. "A little?"
61. >"Are you insane?!" you scream, dashing from the room
62. >You make it three steps before your legs turn to mush and you fall to your knees
63. >Your mind starts to swim, and there's a buzzing in the back of your head
65. >You try to think
66. >There's got to be something you can do to stave this off
67. >Your pounding heart will just work whatever it is into the bloodstream faster
68. >You need to calm down
69. >Your head feels like it's full of cotton
70. >"You okay?" Aurielia plops down next to you
71. >You stare at her, unsure if you should be terrified or incredulous
72. >"What'd you do t'me?" you barely manage through the haze
73. >Aurelia giggles. "My scales confuse predators," she squeaks. "Make their heads all fuzzy and stuff."
74. >You blink at her, unsure if you understand the words coming out of this bughorse
75. >You just decide to spin until the room stops laying down
76. >"Sometimes they get all sleepy and relaxed," Aurelia continues, "and if I tell them things..."
77. >She trails off, mouth still working
78. >"...they...do...them..."
79. >A wicked smile appears on the moth thing's face
80. >"Hey, Anooooooon," Aurelia coos
81. >Your mouth makes some kind of noise without consulting your brain
82. >Aurelia's giggling reaches a fever pitch
83. >"It's hard to think, isn't it?"
84. >You idly wonder how words are a thing that happens
85. >"It's so much easier to let somepony think for you, isn't it? Then you don't have to worry about the hard stuff."
86. >That sounds good to you
87. >Do that
88. >Aurelia's grin is almost too wide for her mouth
89. >"Do you have the light?"
90. >The light?
91. >Yeah, you think you know what a light is
92. >One of your arms flails on the ground for a moment
93. >It eventually makes it's way to your pocket, where it secures a simple lighter
94. >You
95. >Aren't really sure how this thing works?
96. >"Ooh, ooh!" Aurelia squeaks "Do the thing! With the hand!"
97. >You do the thing with the hand
98. >You don't remember how you did the thing with the hand
99. >A small flame leaps up from the lighter, and Aurelia focuses on immediately
100. >Her features soften, her wings fanning out as her entire body relaxes
101. >She sits there for several minutes, during which you realize why the light is the best thing ever
102. >Aurelia gasps. "Wave it around a little!"
103. >Okay
104. >This will be awesome
106. >The flame moves around jerkily
107. >You think maybe your arm had something to do with it
108. >Aurelia follows the flame intently, her entire head moving to chase it around
109. >Your own eyes can't seem to stay away from the flame either
110. >As the fire dances, Aurelia tilts her head and brushes an antenna past your free hand
111. >It tickles, and your hand instinctively jerks, brushing her antenna in return
112. >Aurelia stops and looks from the flame to your hand and back a few times
113. >She lights up with an idea and she inhales in a massive gasp
114. >"Do that again!" she squeaks, trying to maneuver her head so she can watch the flame and touch your hand at the same time
115. >Your hand manages to lift itself up and grab the mothpony's antenna
116. >Aurelia makes a squeaking noise not unlike a little river of eeeeeeeeeeeee
117. >She flips over onto her back, now watching the flame upside down
118. >Or maybe sideways
119. >Spinways
120. >You think you'll go with that one
121. >Aurelia continues watching the flame as one of your arms moves by itself
122. >And the other one strokes Aurelia's antenna
123. >Wow
124. >Arms can do different things
125. >You're not sure how much time passes after this revelation
126. >At some point Aurelia snuggles up to you
127. >"Hey," she sighs dreamily
128. >"Rub my thorax."
129. >You blink and do nothing for several moments
130. >The light stops in it's rounds
131. >For some reason, this confuses and infuriates you
132. >You try to grab the light with both hands in an effort to make it move again
133. >Before you can, however, Aurelia seizes the arm and pushes it onto her belly
134. >Oh
135. >Bug belly rubs
136. >You can do that
137. >Aurelia squirms under your hand, and somehow the light starts moving again
138. >In moments, your hand is covered in fluffy scales
139. >It moves up under Aurelia's neck fluff and starts to scratch her
140. >She continues to eeeeeee
141. >You blink a few more times as both of you stare into the light
142. >"Are you relaxed yet, Anon?" Aurelia squeaks in your direction
143. >Yeah
144. >You think so
145. >"That's good, 'cause I think you're on fire."

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>You fling open the door to your apartment and step inside, closing it behind you >It's been a long day, and you're just glad to be home >It's time to relax >You make your way to the fridge and reach in to grab yourself- >Nothing at all, apparently >Of course >You sigh, close the fridge, and turn to your roommate's door >You knock quickly, trying not to sound as frustrated as you are >"Aurelia," you call, "you here?" >You hear a buzz and series of clicks, and the door opens >You step inside, and it's as if you've entered another world >It's ridiculously dark, but the light shining from behind you is enough illumination to see by >There are flowers everywhere >Huge white petals seem to glow as they reflect light, and the floor is littered with fresh leaves >Strands of silk hang from the ceiling, holding up a massive cocoon that serves as a bed >The windows have been covered with floral print curtains, explaining the darkness >On the wall sits a poster of the Wonderbolts, which clashes horribly with the entire room >"Hi Anon!" >A ball of fuzz pops out from behind the door you entered from and detaches itself, landing on the floor with a poof >The mothpony smiles at you, her compound-eyes gleaming brightly >"Ooh, what did you want to see me about?" she squeaks happily >"I was was just-" you begin, but she cuts you off in her excitement >"Did you bring the light? I love looking at the light! It's really pretty and it makes me feel funny in my brain and-" >"Aurelia." >"Maybe we can look at it together! I love doing stuff with other ponies, but you're not really a pony but that might make it even more fun to-" >"Aurelia!" you speak up, causing her to recoil and take a step back >She quiets down and lowers her head sheepishly, both her ears and antenna falling flat >"Sorry," she squeaks >"It's fine," you sigh. "I was just going to ask you why the fridge is empty." >She perks up again. "Oh, that? I drank everything in it." >Your palm finds its way to your face, where it will stay for the forseeable future >"I gathered that," you say. "Why did you drink everything in the fridge?" >"'Cause I was thirsty," Aurelia squeaks as if it's the most obvious thing in the world >She takes your stare as a cue to continue >"So did you bring the light?" >"No," you nearly growl. "Just, please replace what you drink next time, okay?" >You think about that request for a moment >"And I don't want the entire thing filled with nothing but juice boxes, either," you add. >The mothpony tilts her head at you, then nods vigorously >"Okay!" >With no warning whatsoever, Aurelia lifts off the ground and springs towards your face >Your arms fly up, but your vision is already filled with fluff and wings as she fwumps onto your chest >"So can we do something together now?" >You reach up and pry the pony off of you, holding her so her head is level with yours >"Not now," you say. "I was hoping to relax tonight." >"Oooh, I can do that!" Aurelia giggles >There's a second of silence as your mind attempts to process this >It fails >"How?" you ask suspiciously >Aurelia inhales deeply, fluttering her wings quickly in your arms >"What are you-" >Aurelia explodes into a cloud of fluff >Dusty scales fill your vision as you drop the pony and try to breathe >Dryness fills your throat and nose as you gasp and cough, and you blink furiously >"What the-" you burst into another fit of coughing >"It's a defense!" Aurelia chirps, fluttering happily inside her own cloud >You manage to blink enough of the dust from your eyes to glare at the mothpony, but then your mind begins to work and your heart pounds >"A defense?" you choke. "Aurelia, are you poisonous?!" >The mothpony makes a shrugging motion. "A little?" >"Are you insane?!" you scream, dashing from the room >You make it three steps before your legs turn to mush and you fall to your knees >Your mind starts to swim, and there's a buzzing in the back of your head >You try to think >There's got to be something you can do to stave this off >Your pounding heart will just work whatever it is into the bloodstream faster >You need to calm down >Your head feels like it's full of cotton >"You okay?" Aurielia plops down next to you >You stare at her, unsure if you should be terrified or incredulous >"What'd you do t'me?" you barely manage through the haze >Aurelia giggles. "My scales confuse predators," she squeaks. "Make their heads all fuzzy and stuff." >You blink at her, unsure if you understand the words coming out of this bughorse >You just decide to spin until the room stops laying down >"Sometimes they get all sleepy and relaxed," Aurelia continues, "and if I tell them things..." >She trails off, mouth still working >"...they...do...them..." >A wicked smile appears on the moth thing's face >"Hey, Anooooooon," Aurelia coos >Your mouth makes some kind of noise without consulting your brain >Aurelia's giggling reaches a fever pitch >"It's hard to think, isn't it?" >You idly wonder how words are a thing that happens >"It's so much easier to let somepony think for you, isn't it? Then you don't have to worry about the hard stuff." >That sounds good to you >Do that >Aurelia's grin is almost too wide for her mouth >"Do you have the light?" >The light? >Yeah, you think you know what a light is >One of your arms flails on the ground for a moment >It eventually makes it's way to your pocket, where it secures a simple lighter >You >Aren't really sure how this thing works? >"Ooh, ooh!" Aurelia squeaks "Do the thing! With the hand!" >You do the thing with the hand >You don't remember how you did the thing with the hand >A small flame leaps up from the lighter, and Aurelia focuses on immediately >Her features soften, her wings fanning out as her entire body relaxes >She sits there for several minutes, during which you realize why the light is the best thing ever >Aurelia gasps. "Wave it around a little!" >Okay >This will be awesome >The flame moves around jerkily >You think maybe your arm had something to do with it >Aurelia follows the flame intently, her entire head moving to chase it around >Your own eyes can't seem to stay away from the flame either >As the fire dances, Aurelia tilts her head and brushes an antenna past your free hand >It tickles, and your hand instinctively jerks, brushing her antenna in return >Aurelia stops and looks from the flame to your hand and back a few times >She lights up with an idea and she inhales in a massive gasp >"Do that again!" she squeaks, trying to maneuver her head so she can watch the flame and touch your hand at the same time >Your hand manages to lift itself up and grab the mothpony's antenna >Aurelia makes a squeaking noise not unlike a little river of eeeeeeeeeeeee >She flips over onto her back, now watching the flame upside down >Or maybe sideways >Spinways >You think you'll go with that one >Aurelia continues watching the flame as one of your arms moves by itself >And the other one strokes Aurelia's antenna >Wow >Arms can do different things >You're not sure how much time passes after this revelation >At some point Aurelia snuggles up to you >"Hey," she sighs dreamily >"Rub my thorax." >You blink and do nothing for several moments >The light stops in it's rounds >For some reason, this confuses and infuriates you >You try to grab the light with both hands in an effort to make it move again >Before you can, however, Aurelia seizes the arm and pushes it onto her belly >Oh >Bug belly rubs >You can do that >Aurelia squirms under your hand, and somehow the light starts moving again >In moments, your hand is covered in fluffy scales >It moves up under Aurelia's neck fluff and starts to scratch her >She continues to eeeeeee >You blink a few more times as both of you stare into the light >"Are you relaxed yet, Anon?" Aurelia squeaks in your direction >Yeah >You think so >"That's good, 'cause I think you're on fire."