Title:           (4) Gaynon has an accident
Author:          muhninja
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First Edit:      Tuesday 6th of January 2015 01:31:21 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Thursday 8th of January 2015 12:53:19 AM CDT

>I still hang out with the girls.
>Just not that often
>Maybe once very two weeks
>And Applejack still gives me strange looks
>But I'm not 100% sure she likes me
>I'm sitting with my friends at lunch
>They usually give sound advice
"Hey, uh, guys....."
>"Yeah, what's up anon?"
>"How can you tell that a girl likes you?"
>The three of them look like they've been collectively tasered
>"But anon, everyone knows that you pass up the pizza for the hot dog."
>My friends are so helpful
"Yeah, I know. But this girl I've recently been talking to, she seems pretty interested in me."
>"Like how"
"She smiles at me, and she says thing like she looks forward to seeing me. She grabbed my hand one time."
>"It does sound like she has the hots for you"
"There's no way she could just be acting friendly?"
>"Girls don't just randomly grab guy's hands unless they got some sort of feelings. Have you ever even had a girlfriend?"
"The answer would seem obvious, but surprisingly my last girlfriend was in 8th grade."
>"So you have some vague knowledge about how a girl's mind works. By that I mean it's like you're trying to read writing on a building from a helicopter through a microscope."
"That would explain why I'm asking you guys for advice, wouldn't it?"
>"Final answer Regis: she likes you. As for whether or not you're going to pursue that, welp, that is for you to figure out on your own."
>Yeah, it is
>And that was the hard part.
>Maybe I should just let it happen naturally.
>If I feel like I want to be with her.... or that I just want to stay friends, I should do it
>Or should I just dive in?
>No no.... if I do that it'll scare her away.
>Woah, how did I know that
>Spending time with girls teaches you things
>The lunch bell rings
>Off to class
>Luckily, I'll have some time to think it over.
>My next class is with Fluttershy
>Like I said, I've always been a somewhat friend of hers.
>That is, when she would talk to me
---
>"Hey anon.... can I ask you something?"
"Yeah, go ahead."
>"Applejack has been talking about you quite a bit lately.... you have way more experience with relationships and stuff, do you think she likes you.
>Freakin 'shy
>Why is she telling me this
>Maybe it's just a heads up
>Just a little warning before the storm
>Why is she even asking me?
>Maybe she just wants answers as much as I do.
"I can't really tell you Fluttershy, I mean, only Applejack knows for sure."
>"If she does, do you think you'd have a relationship with her?"
"I guess I would just do whatever feels natural."
>Fast forward to the end of the school day.
>I'm about to get in my car and peel the heck out.
>Today has been kinda weird, so I'm ready to just get to home base and regroup
>And of all the times, a Ford F-150 pulls up in front of my car.
>The window rolls down, and it's Big Mac.
>Go figure
>A few months back I couldn't seem to keep a relationship.
>Now it seems like people are just being thrown at me
>He gets out and I roll my window down
>He puts his arms on the door and the whole car gets pushed down
>"Hey anon. You seen Applejack around lately? She's asked me if I could pick her up from school
>Of course she did
>Mother of pearl I can't breathe
>I think this nigga took a bath in cologne or something
"I got no clue." I put my hand up. "Her last class is gym, but that's on the other side of the school"
>This dude's chest is huge
>And I got a good view of his forearms too.
>"Thanks anon, I'll try over that way."
>He walks back to his truck and peels off.
>I still got that secret stash of vodka right?
>Yeah I do, right behind the couch
>Imma need it tonight.
>Whatever feels natural....
>Well, if anything is unnatural it's the situation I'm in.
>*BZZT BZZT*
>Got a new text from Rainbow Dash
>"Sup anon, wanna chill tonight?"
"Not tonight, not a good time, how about tomorrow?"
---
>"Sounds good. What do you wanna do?"
"How about you girls decide, I picked the last few dates."
>"I don't know, how about a concert?"
"Sounds like something different, sure."
>"Alright then, see you tomorrow"
>For tonight, it's time to get slizzered.
>I live alone so I always have time to turn up.
>I grab my secret Kettle One vodka.
>In case of emergency break glass.
>Or you know, just drink from it, smashing it would make a mess.
>I turn on some music, get Xbox going, and drink straight from the bottle.
>Some kid is yelling at me over the mic
>"Ey m8 I boned yur mum I swear I'll rekt ya don't want none of diss ey?"
"Speak english, m80. Even William Wallace is wincing over how thick your freaking accent is."
>"What did you say about me I'll 1v1 you in real life you bloody whacker. I'll 'ave you know I graduated top of my class at-"
>CLICK
>muted
>Now I can concentrate
>Boom
>Quickshot
>Shamus of the hills is dismissed
>And then he rage quits
>Yep, that figures
>*BZZT BZZT*
>Snapchat
>From rarity
>It's a group picture of the girls.
>Can't really tell where they are
>The caption says "Having a great time, we miss you <3
>Dawwww
>That's sweet
>I open up my photo album on my phone
>It's got a bunch of dopey pictures of me and the girls just having good times
>Going out to the mall
>The park
>The beach
>Pinkie Pie's birthday party
>Yep, there's some feels
>Even with my other friends, I don't think I've ever met a more entertaining group of people.
---
>Alright, concert time
>I get dressed (to look fabulous darling!)
>Who am I kidding I look like crap
>A hollister t-shirt and levi jeans, with some sneakers
>It won't get me laid, but at least I won't look like I rolled out of bed.
>Which I did
>Yeah, vodka will do that
>Anyway, so headed to the concert now.
>The girls already bought me a ticket
>I might just shed a tear, these girls were so sweet
>I pull up into the parking lot
>There are quite a bit of cars in the parking lot
>Some weird electronic group is playing? Wait, was it a group, or just one guy?
>Whatever, it didn't matter, time to have some fun
>I text them
"Where you guys at?"
>Rainbow Dash texts back: "Gate 3B"
>I meet up with them
>Yay hugs all around
>Anyway, so we head on in to the concert
>It's about to start
>Applejack is sitting at the end of the row alone.
>This music probably isn't really her thing
"Yo Applejack!" I call to her
>She looks over
>I motion for her to come over and sit by me
>She gladly accepts the offer
>The concert starts and a few songs in Applejack already looks like she's about to fall asleep.
>The other girls are having a good time
>But she's not.
>I put a hand on her shoulder
"Having a good time, eh?"
>She makes a gun with her head and pretends to shoot herself.
>Right, that's a no.
>I tell her to come with me
>We walk out to the hallway that leads into the stadium
"You look like you're about to keel over from boredom."
>"Yeah, this type of electronicy computer stuff ain't really my cup of tea."
"That's a little obvious"
>She giggles and then her expression changes.
>She looks a little more serious now
>"Anon, can I tell you something?"
"Yeah, shoot?"
> Here it comes
>"It's... it's nothing.
>Well alright then
"Come on, what's wrong, you can tell me."
>"No, I mean, I'm kinda afraid..."
"You can tell me anything Applejack..."
>"I know anon, but you see..."
"What is it?"
>"I've been thinking of us as more than just..."
---
>At that moment I grabbed her
>I took her head in my hand
>And I kissed her
>For a while
>Probably at least 30 seconds
>So yeah, no big deal
>"Anon.... I....."
>I put her head on my shoulder and hug her
>She gladly returned it
>I guess nothing else needs to be said
>I smiled at her
"You wanna go back into the concert?"
>"Sure, why not?"
>We sat together for the rest of the concert, hand in hand
>After the concert, I said my goodbyes to the other girls.
>I waved and winked at Applejack
>"Ummmm, what was that about?" Twilight asked
>She could explain it to them later
>I walked out to my car
>Started up
>And drove away
>I was driving back home and a came up to the intersection
>The light suddenly changed to yellow
>I was pretty far away
>Maybe I could beat it
>The old '65 mustang could probably beat it
>I stepped on the gas
>Aww man I can make it
>The light flashed to red after I was about 200 feet from the intersection
>Just as I was pulling into it, I felt a huge impact on the driver's side of the car.
>Alright remain calm...
>Then my head impacted the console
>And I was out
>I woke up to see light s everywhere
>Blue and red lights, flashing on and off
>I heard screaming to my left
>I tried to turn my head, but it wanted to keep slouching to the right
>I looked forward out the front windshield
>It was shattered, but I could see men in yellow suits running around
>Firefighters?
>I heard a faint call: "Get the winch ready, we gotta flip this thing off of it's side!"
>I passed out again