>"Stop eating my cookies!"
"No."
>"Stoooopppp!"
"Nope."
>"Stoooooppppp yooooouuuuu cuuuuuunnnnnttttt!"
>You chuckled, popping another tiny cookie into your mouth
>It wasn't a very good cookie
>It was too small, and it tasted too processed
>They were the kind of cookie that left a taste in your mouth FAR after you finished eating them
>Processed
>Industrialized
>Metallic
>Factory made
>The same kind of taste that most food that you ate nowadays tasted
>You would have much preferred something homemade that your pack male made
>"Gimme!"
>You chuckled as Anon tried to reach up and take the small bag of cookies out of your hand
>You might have not liked the cookies all that much, but there was always something about teasing your mate that made them taste just a little bit better 
>Anon had his face buried between your breasts
>His body was rubbing against yours
>His arms were wrapped around your middle, trying to pin your arms
>You were grinding your backside against his groin
>Even though he was too busy being upset with you to get aroused, you nevertheless enjoyed the feeling of his length rubbing against your bottom
>In fact, you quite liked having your man like this
>Having him this close
>His scent mingling with yours
>Feeling his warm, soft body tense and flex

>Feeling those teeth of his gently nip at your collarbone
>If you still had a tail it might have been wagging
"You want your cookies?" you asked, giving the half empty bag a shake
>"Yes."
"Are you sure?"
>Anon poked his face though your cleavage to glare at you
>"Give me my fucking cookies, woman," he growled
>Angling the bag toward your mouth, you shook it
>Two cookies fell into your mouth
>As you hummed theatrically, your man's eyes narrowed down to slits
"These cookies?" you asked through your mouthful
>"Give. Me. My. Fucking. Cookies."
>Not breaking eye contact, Anon bit down on one of your breasts
>You twitched, trying not to moan
>By the seas was he making it difficult not to take him right here in front of all of these worthless mortals...
"But I like these cookies," you lied through your mouthful
>"Which is WHY I put them in your fucking lunch box!"
"But I like the ones that come from your lunchbox."
>"They're the same fucking cookies!"
"No they're not."
>Your pack male sighed, taking a few moments to nip the skin below your throat
>"Then give me your cookies. I'll eat them," he grumbled
>You smiled, popping more of his cookies into your mouth
"Nope. They're my cookies," you said matter-of-factly
>Anon's body twitched
>His eyes widened, filling with righteous anger and indignation
>He pulled his face out of your cleavage, his cheeks puffed out
>"I swear to fucking god, Dagi, if you don't give me my FUCKING COOKIES--"
>Sweet gods of the sea was he adorable...
>Wrapping an arm around his head, you pressed your forehead against his
>Humming, you then kissed him before he could react

>Like always, his lips were soft and sweet
>Not too plump, not too thin
>Your nostrils flared, taking in his scent
>The scent of a man
>Your man
>Your mate
>You began to hum, leaning into the kiss
>A part of you wanted to slip your tongue into his mouth to have some real fun, but you decided against it
>While you had no qualms with kissing your mate in front of all of these mortals, there WERE teachers watching
>And your mate got irritated when you or the other girls got detention...
>Exhaling through your nose, you broke the kiss
"You are the silliest man that I've met in a very long time," you murmured, nuzzling his cheek with yours
>Anon, though he didn't look as upset as he had a moment ago, continued to frown at you
>"Give me my cookies," he growled, glaring at you
>You tried to hold back your chuckle but couldn't quite manage it
"Your wish is my command, my love," you said
>Not breaking your hold from him you tossed the bag of cookies onto the table
>Both Aria and Sonata eyed the bag, grinning
>Your sisters, just like you, very much enjoyed teasing your mate
>Maybe even more than you did
>"Hey, Nonny, can I have a cookie?" Sonata asked
>"Yeah, give us a couple of cookies, Anon," Aria demanded, her smile wide and toothy
>Aria reached for the bag, but Anon, his eyes wide, quickly snatched it up
>"Both of you have your bags of cookies!" he barked, quickly tucking the bag into the back of your shirt. "You leave mine alone!"
>He tried to look at the two of them but you grabbed his face, pulling him into another kiss
>What a silly man...

>This time your mate returned the kiss, though he didn't look very happy about it
>He fiddled with your shirt, slowly pulling his bag of cookies around so that they were sitting in between you
>Eyeing you warily, he reached into his bag and pulled out a little cookie and popped it into his mouth
"There you go," you cooed, nuzzling him again as he chewed
>"Don't you patronize me," he grumbled
>You and the other girls chuckled
>Reaching over, you grabbed a piece of pizza from your lunch box
"Sonata, pour me a cup of tea," you commanded
>"Okie dokie!" Sonata chirped, saluting
>As she did that, Anon gave you a little shove
>"Hey, get up for a second, I gotta use the bathroom."
>You wrapped your arms around his head, burying his face into your chest
"Say please," you cooed
>Anon, in fact, did not say please
>He instead bit down on your tit so hard that it would no doubt leave a mark
>You gasped, your knees knocking together
>You could feel both Sonata and Aria's gaze on you but you ignored it, trying your hardest not to moan
>Oh...
>Oh, you're going to GIVE IT to him when you all get home...
>HARD
>You wordlessly got up out of Anon's lap, trying to keep the blush from your face 
>Whether you succeeded in that or not was moot because Anon didn't even look at you
>He simply got up, pocketed his cookies, and raced toward the bathroom
>You, Aria, and Sonata watched him as you sat down, rubbing your chest
>Sonata quietly placed a mug of hot tea in front of you
>"Nonny's probably going to eat all of those cookies in the bathroom again," she said
>You and Aria said nothing for a few moments before you both broke out into laughter
>The mental imagine of Anon sitting on a toilet, his pants past his knees, chewing on cookies was too much

>You were going to have to have to tease him about that when he got--
>"Good afternoon, girls."
>You and the girls jumped
>Your heads swiveled around to see who just greeted you
>There, standing at the end of your table, with her hands behind her back, was Dean of Admissions herself, Ms. Cadence, and her "assistant" Mr. Armor
>How one of the most powerful women in the school district had suddenly appeared beside you was a mystery
>The three of you can hear FAR better than an actual human ca--
>"So, how have you three been doing, hmm?" the dean asked
>All three of you, despite yourselves, jumped again
"Oh, um, we're doing very well, ma'am," you said, trying to be as polite as you could
>While you'd usually tell a teacher off, this was the DEAN
>Unlike the principal, she could actually get you three into trouble if she wanted to
>If that happened people might ask questions about you
>Awkward questions
>Dangerous questions
>Questions that might force the three of you to do things that would let your true natures be shown
>And while they wouldn't have bothered you a few months ago, you now had a mate
>You, nor any of the girls, wanted him to experience what it felt like being chased from a country
>It wasn't a good feeling
>It was scary
>Very, very scary
>Especially now when the world was such a smaller place
>You looked at the girls, who nodded back at you in understanding
>"We're, um, doing great, Ms. Dean," Aria said, rubbing the back of her head
>"Yep!" Sonata chirped with a smile. "We're all doing fine!"
>As your packmate took a bite out of her pizza, you couldn't help but notice that the dean was eyeing the pie slice intently

>VERY intently
>"Good, that's good," she said, licking her lips. "It's always wonderful seeing students getting along."
>"Yes, and it's very nice to see that you three have calmed down somewhat," Shining Armor said with a smirk
>You and Aria chuckled nervously
"Yes... calmed down..."
>"Yep, we're as calm as could be."
>You need to get the two of them away from you
>If they stayed, either Sonata or Aria were going to say or do something stupid
>Think...
>Think...
>How do you get them to leave?...
>Sonata hummed as she took another bite out of her pizza
>You could see the dean's pupils dilate
>"Peetzer..." she muttered, taking a half-step toward your table
>You quickly looked at the pizza in Sonata's hands then back at the dean
>...
>You got it
>Reaching into your lunch box, you pulled out a piece of pizza
"You look hungry, ma'am," you said, all smiles. "Would you like--"
>Before you could finish your sentence, the dean snatched the pizza out of your hand
>You reeled back in surprise
>The dean, ignoring you, began eating the pizza like a woman possessed
>Her eyes were wide and wild
>Cheese and sauce was flying everywhere
>She was even making... noises
>Inhuman noises
>...
>What in the name of the deep blue sea was WRONG with this woman?!
>While both you and Aria watched on in horror, Mr. Armor smiled

>"My Cadence and her pizza," he said, shaking his head
>His attention then turned toward the still steaming mug of tea that you had sitting in front of you
>You watched with some trepidation as a change overcame the man
>His body language became stiff and tense
>His pupils dilated and his mouth partially opened
>"Is... is that tea?" he asked, desire very clear in his tone
>You bit your lip, not wanting to say anything else so that you didn't further inflame... whatever this was
>What was this!?
>Sonata, the ditz, didn't notice the tension that was growing the air
>She smiled at Mr. Armor
>"Yep! Our Nonny made it for us this morning," she chirped. "He made all of the pizza last night too!"
>The dean let out a groan as she stuffed the last mouthful of pizza into her maw
>"Peetzer!" she moaned, reaching into your lunchbox and helping herself to another slice
>Your head snapped over to look at her incredulously
>While you did that, Mr. Armor, licking his lips, snatched up your tea and took a noisy sip
>Your head snapped back
"HEY!" you barked
>The assistant ignored you, closing his eyes while he took a long sip
>"Hmm... this is some bomb-ass tea," he muttered
>The dean let out another groan
>You found yourself rising from your seat
>Aria wasn't far behind you, yanking Sonata to her feet too
>Both the dean and Mr. Armor ignored you
>Ms. Cadence reached into Aria's lunch box and pulled out the rest of her pizza while Mr. Armor sat down and grabbed your thermos full of tea and helped himself to another cuppa

>...
>What...
>What's going on?!
>You and your packmates slowly moved away from the table
>You looked at both of them
>Aria looked just as confused as you, while Sonata looked upset that she had been pulled from the table
>Fucking Sonata...
>You, meanwhile, were wondering what to do
>Should you be angry?
>They WERE eating your food...
>Should you establish dominance?
>Maybe you should just leave?
>What kind of game were these two playing?
>You exhaled explosively through your nose
>It had been fifteen hundred years since you had been sent to this rock
>This might have been the first time that you were actually speechless...
>"Oh fucking hell..."
>You quickly whipped around
>There, standing behind you, as white as a sheet, was your mate
>His eyes were wide
>You could see his hands shaking
>The hairs on his arms and neck were standing on end
>He looked terrified, standing there frozen in place
>"T-They're here," he whispered, shaking. "Why the f-fuck are they hereâ€¦?"
>A ripple of anger shot through your body
>Instinct began to take over
>Your mate was scared
>He felt threatened
>There was a threat in front of you
>You had to eliminate the threat so that he felt safe again
>Looking to your right, you could see Aria puffing up like a blowfish

>Even Sonata tensed slightly
>You didn't know why the hell was going on but you were going to stop it with gratuitous violence
>A LOT of it!
>Both the dean and Shining, sensing that someone else was staring at them, looked up from their ill gotten gains
>Their gaze went toward Anon, who visibly stiffened
>"Oh look, dear," Mr. Armor said, dabbing his lip with a napkin that he had gotten from... somewhere. "It's the new student that joined the Canterlot family a few months ago. Anonymous, I believe."
>Your mate whimpered as the dean smiled, her eyes wide and slightly glassy
>"Anonymous," she murmured. "That's a pretty name. Hi Anon, I'm--"
>"NOPE!"
>His eyes wild, Anon darted over to you and the girls
>Faster than you eyes could follow he picked both Aria and Sonata and hoisted them up on his shoulders
>He then grabbed you by the back of your shirt with his teeth and lifted you into the air like you were a cub
"Anonymous!"
>"What the fuck are you doing dummy?!"
>"Weeeee!"
>Holding all of you closely, your mate raced out of the cafeteria as if hell hounds were nipping at his heels
>...
>What the hell did you walk into?

>Be Dean Mi Amore Cadenza
>You were a happy girl
>It was a wonderful day outside, your workload had been relatively light today, and now you were eating peetzer
>Delicious, delicious peetzer
>The best and most important food known to animal, vegetable, or mineral
>Sitting beside you was the love of your life, Shiny poo, who appeared to be enjoying the tea that he was drinking
>"ANON! PUT ME THE FUCK DOWN!"
>"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"
>"FASTER NONNY, FASTER!"
>Both you and Shiny--along with most of the students in the room-- watch as Anonymous raced out of the cafeteria with the dazzlings in tow
>Heh...
>What a silly young man...
>You turned toward Shiny
"How's the tea dear?" you asked, taking another bite out of your delicious peetzer
>Shiny nodded
>"It's wonderful," he said, taking another sip from the mug that the girls had been kind enough to leave you. "How's your pizza?"
>You licked your lips
"It's fantastic," you said, staring at Anonymous's back as he raced out the door toward the stairs. "You could tell that Mr. Anon put a lot of love into this peetzer."
>Shiny chuckled
>"He seems like an interesting young man doesn't he?" he asked
>"Anon! What are you doing?! Don't you--"
>Anonymous launched himself off the top of the stairs
>You could hear the Dazzlings screaming before they disappeared
>"YOU STUPID FUCK!" one of them roared
>You giggled again
>What did Ms. Dusk call him?
>Nonny?
>Humming to yourself, you rocked back and forth on your heels
>You didn't know why, but you liked this Anonymous
>This Nonny
>He seemed like he'd be a great friend
>A really, REALLY great friend
>You were going to have to get to know him a little better
>To learn how he makes this yummy peetzer if nothing else
>Stuffing some more of that sweet, sweet food into your mouth your groaned again
"Hmmm.... peetzer..."