> You awake hours later
> You let out a yawn
> You look to your side and see that Sunset isn't there anymore
> Instead there was a note
>"Dear Anon, thank you for that wonderful time earlier today. I was thinking about what you said and I don't know how to react. I will start over as friends, but-
"I need to have sometime to think. I'll see you around in school and stuff. -Sunset.."
> You put the note on the desk next to you
> You look at the time
 
> 6:57
> Your stomach growls
> Post-sex hunger
> You sit yourself on the edge and stretch
> You scratch your belly before standing up and picking up your clothes
> Heh, you still can't believe what happened this morning
> You put on your clothes and head out the room
>"Ah! Evening Anon."
> You turn to face the voice
> It was Lyra sitting on the couch, a smile on her face
> You return the smile and head to the kitchen
>"There's a hamburger in the fridge if you want it. I brought it in case you got hungry.'
> Sure enough she's right
> You take it out and eat it cold
> Your body should still be hot enough
> With a mouthful of burger you say"Tha-nkk chu"
> She waves her hand
>"It's nothing"
> You don't wanna go back to bed on a Friday night
> Its only 7
> You should go see what night life is like
> You grab a sweater 
>"Going out?"
> You nod
>"Be careful then"
> You look back at her and give her a smile then walk out
> You look around the streets
> Not much people around and about surprisingly
> You head back down to the plaza
> You check your wallet
> $50
> You really need to earn some money
> You head to the arcade
> May as well ask when you come in tomorrow
 
>"Anon!"
> You face the voice
> It was Trixie
"Oh, hey"
>"Are you feeling better?"
> You nod
>"Good, would you mind working the night shift?"
> You open your mouth to say something
>"Great! Thank you!"
 
> And there you are, stuck behind the prize booth
> until 11
> You yawn softly
> It was an easy job, although it did have its bad qualities
> Little brats crying when you can't give then a big ol' teddy bear for 5 tickets
> And then the older assholes who come and spend all their tickets on things like candy, and sticky hands just so you don't have any for others
> It was gonna be a long night
 
> It came to be 11 faster than expected
> Rounding up all the tickets and kicking all the people out was not that bad
> You stretch your legs after standing for 4 hours
>"Thank you Anon! The great and powerful Trixie thanks you."
> You get handed a small envelope.
>"For today's work"
"We get paid daily?"
> She nods
> you thank her and begin heading out
>"Remember to come back here tomorrow at 11"
> you nod and head out the arcade
> At least it doesn't interfere with that fashion show
> You put the envelope into your pocket
> You walk back down the street, looking at the night sky
 
>"Yo Anon!"
> You turn and look over your shoulder
> Hey, its Vinyl
"What's up Vy?"
> She runs up to you
> "Im just coming back from preforming"
"How was that?"
>"Amazing! The crowd and atmosphere were great! I'm booked for next weekend too!"
"Nice! I'm glad to hear that. You heading home too I guess?"
>"For now yeah, but I'm gonna go to a party afterwards. Hey you wanna come with me?"
> You really didn't fit in with her crowd but she really wants you there
"Why the fuck not?"
>She smiles
> You can stay for a bit, but you have to leave early
> You two head and leave some stuff home
>She explains that the she was invited by a big wig from a record label that was interested in her
> You smile as she goes on and on about her being able to now live out her dream
> You're happy for her
>You reach the place where the party is
> Its emaculant
> A mansion with stained glass windows, a pool in front, and a wall surrounding its perimeter
> Well shiet
>"C'mon Anon!" She yells as she runs inside
> You follow behind her
>"Isn't this sweet?!"
> You nod as she stares in amazement
> Everything was like it was in movies
 
> Cute girls, drinks, strobe lights, etc.
> You get offered a shot of some sort
> You down it
> You let out a hiss as it burns down your throat
>She was talking to some sort of sleazebag
> Must be the producer
> You drink one more shot and look at Vy going into a room with the producer
> You hope he doesn't do anything wrong
> Do you peek or leave because you have work
> You mingle with the crowd, moving closer to the door
> You put your ear to the door
 
>"What..?"
>"Don't you wanna be in the music business?"
>"Yes...but.."
>"Its just this once. C'mon babe"
> You knock on the door
>"Vinyl?
">"Oh Anon! Yeah, ill be out soon!"
> You could hear her shuffling and walking towards the door
>"Hey, where do you think you're going?"
>"Let go of me"
>"We are not done yet"
> You hear Vy scream and a loud thud follows
> You quickly open the door and see the sleazebag on top of her
> You push him off
"What the fuck man?!"
> You help Vy up off the ground
>"What are you? Her white knight or some shit?"
"No, I'm her friend. And I'm not gonna let a fuck like you take advantage of her."
> You take her by the wrist and storm out of the room
>You beeline straight for the exit when an arm stops you
> Something about arms always stopping you is getting old
>"Where do you think you're going?"
> Of fucking course, a bouncer
>"Mr. Beck don't like to be left empty handed"
 
> All right, only one thing to do
> You pick up and carry Vinyl as if she was your bride
> You kick the big guy in the nards
> Timber!.mp3
> The doc said to stay away from anything strenuous but this counts as an exception
> You run as fast as your little legs can
> You never skip out on leg day for this exact reason
> Dodging into an alley, you set Vinyl down and pant
"God dam...mit...hah...hah."
>"Anon...you..."
> You look up at her, your heart beating fast in your chest
"Lets...hah...just...go...oh based god..."
> She does nothing but nod and helps you walk
 
> You regain your breath and look down at Vy
> She looks shaken, and with good reason
"Vy...you okay?"
>"I'm...yeah...I think.."
> You reach the building and head upstairs
>"Thanks Anon..for tonight.."
> You shake your head
"I'm sure anyone else would've done the same."
> She sports a small smile
> She gives you one hug before heading to her apt.
> You look back, then enter yours
> You check your phone
> 1:35
> You still have enough time to sleep
> You see that Lyra isn't on the couch
> You hear her snoring
> You check your bed and see her laying
> you can't just kick her out can you?
 
> You don't blame her
> The couch is unforgiving in the sleep department
> You shrug and set your stuff on the desk
> You sneak in bed, trying not to wake her
> She moves a bit 
> You close your eyes and wait for the dreams to come for you
> She snuggles up against you
> You smile
"Good night Lyra.."
> You whisper before heading off to dreamland
 
> Saturday
> You awake to a scream
> You jolt up and grab the nearest blunt object
> A.k.a, your fists
>"Anon! When did you-"
> You laugh softly
"I got here at around 2, and I saw that you were already in bed here. I didn't wanna sleep on the couch so I just slept here with ya."
> Her blush was apparent, and without saying another word, she ran out
> You chuckle once more and check your phone
 
> 9:47
> You still had time
> You check your drawer for something new to wear
> Only thing left is shirt that your mom gave you before leaving
> She knew that you tried to buy one but didn't have the money
>you put on the dress shirt and dress pants to match
> Maybe not right for the arcade, but its the only thing you have
> You step out the room and into the kitchen
>"Woah, Anon! You going somewhere?"
> You look.in the fridge
"I'm just going to work. This was the only I had left that was clean."
> You find nothing
> You check in the cupboards
> Poptarts
> You open one package and take one out
"Want the other?"
> She shakes her head
> You leave the other on the table and head out
"I'll see ya later."
>"Okay, bye Anon"
> She closes the door behind you
>You head downstairs and into the street
> You reach the plaza and head into the arcade
>You walk to the booth and start your day as the prize master
 
> Today seemed the same as yesterday
> Little kids coming and grabbing what they could
> Older kids being assholes
> A typical day seems to just consist of this
>"Hurry up AJ!" yelled a small red haired girl
>"Hold yer horses, I'm comin'!"
> Yup, no doubt about it.
>"Anon, is that you?"
> You smile
"Hey Applejack."
>"Since when do you work here?" She asked
"Since Wednesday, but seeing as how I was in the hospital."
> Applejack nods
>"AJ!"
>"Oh! Anon, I'd like for you to meet mah little sister, Applebloom."
> You look down at the red haired girl and smile
>"Hello Mr.Anon!" She aays with a smile
"Hey there. I'm guessing you want something don't ya?"
>She nods 
>"She's been savin' for that bear"
> AJ points to a giant stuffed polar bear with a red bowtie
> You whistle
"That's a lot of tickets. You sure you have them"
> Applebloom throws a wad, nay a mountain, of tickets on the counter
>"One bear please!"
> You laugh softly as you pick the bear down and hand it to her
> She quickly snatches it and gives it a tight hug
>"Hey Anon, after your shift is done, you wanna maybe help me take care of Applebloom?" asks Applejack
> You let out at 3, but you don't know when the fashion show starts.
"Hey, I'd love to but I can't. I got other plans after work."
> You see some disappointment in her face
>"Oh, all right.."
"But next time you have to take care of your sis, I'll definitely help you! I got your number after all. But wait"
> You grab a pen and her hand
> You put down your number
"Just in case I forget"
> She smiles, a slight blush in her cheeks
>"C'mon Applebloom"
> She take AJ hand and walks away
> "Is he your boyfriend?" Applebloom asks Applejack
>"N-no!" AJ responds
> You chuckle at the little bit of banter
> Yup, todays a busy day
 
> "Anon!"
> You look up and see Trixie
>"What were you doing just now?"
"Working?"
>"I meant with that girl, were you flirting?"
> Wut.jpg
"Me? Flirt? Trixie, she's my friend. I gave her my number is all."
> That doesn't sound as well as you thought it would
>"Well no more of that! Get back to work."
> And with that, she left 
> You scratch your head as to what just happened
> A few hours past
"Finally..."
> You stretch your legs out and leave from behind the post
>"Didn't you already have your break Anon?"
"My shift is done Trixie. I'm just gonna get my money and go."
>"No you can't!" She blurts out
> You raise an eyebrow
>"What I mean is that I have no one working your spot. I'll pay you double!"
"Trix-"
> You were interrupted by your phone
> You take it out of your pocket and answer it
"Hel-"
>"Anon! Where are you?!"
"Rarity? How'd you get my-"
>"Number? I asked Rainbow Dash for it. That's besides the point! I need here at the school now! The show is gonna start in a bit, and you don't have the clothes on!"
> You could hear the nervousness in her tone
"I'll be there as fast as I can"
>"Please hurry deary!"
>*click*
> You put the phone away and head towards the exit
>"Anon!"
"Trixie, just pay me tomorrow, and ill stay as long as you want tomorrow, but I have to go"
> You don't give her a chance to answer as you bolt out the door
> You sprint to the school as fast as you can
> Today is a long day
 
> You arrive at the school
> You pant like a dog in heat
>"Anon!"
"I told...ha..you...hah..."
> Rarity helps you inside the doors and down to the fashion dept
> she hands you the clothes you have to wear
>"Its almost time"
> You quickly change into the clothing
> They look to be inspired by some sort of British punk style
>"Darling, are you done?"
> You step out
> Almost instantly you are dragged back upstairs to the auditorium
> You hear nothing but incoherent whispers
>"And next, an old style done new by our own Rarity!"
> She shoos you on stage
> You walk awkwardly on the platform
> You walk down as the announcer describes the clothing
> You pause at the end, looking at the audience
> There are a shitload of people
> Don't fuck up Anon
> You turn and walk back
> This is going well enoug-
> You trip at the last step
> You fall on your face
> You hear some of the crowd laugh outright
> You gotta think of how to recover from this
> Not for you but for Rarity
> You begin doing push ups
>"Ah, it looks as though not this style is for wearing on a hot day, but its also good for working out in!"
> You do some sit ups before heading back down the platform
>"Anon, are you okay?"
"Don't worry about it, lets just keep the show going"
> She nods and smiles
> For the next hour you are sent back and forth on the platform
>"Thank you for joining us in this semester's fashion show!"
> You receive a hug from Rarity
>"Thank you so much Deary!"
"Hey, I promised after all."
>"Would you mind helping me clean up?"
"Sure, least I could to make up for being late"
> She gives you a box of clothing and stacks more clothing on top
> You take them down to the stow room
>"Oh just right here deary"
> You put the box right where she pointed
> You look around the room
"Hey Rarity. Are we the only ones who are staying to clean up?"
> She nods
>"Is that a problem?"
"No problem, just glad."
>"Oh? Why's that?"
"Well because if I didn't say yes, you would have been the one to be stuck with all the work"
>"Oh aren't you sweet~"
> She walks over to you and pinches your cheek
> She may be your age, but she acts like more of a mother
 
> You and her spend the rest of the time moving boxes into the stow room
>"There! That's all the boxes"
> She wipes her forehead 
> You stretch and yawn
"Great! I was getting a bit tired"
> You and her share a soft laugh
>"Thank you again Anon."
"No problem. Two heads are better than one right?"
> She nods
> You take the lead of walking towards the exit
> She follows behind
> "Ahh!" You hear her scream
> You turn to face her and she falls on top of you
> You both fall on a pile of boxes
>"O-oh my! I'm sorry darling!"
> You take scarf off your head
"Its fine"
>"Ah, there's something poking my behind!"
"Hm-"
> You eyes widen as you know what's poking her
> You quickly take her off you and stand up
>"Anon?"
"I'll see ya around school Rare!"
> You head out the door and run off
> Rarity sits in confusion
>"I guess this coat hanger was also hurting him"
 
> You look behind you at the school
"That was close..."
> You wipe your forehead with your arm
> You check the time
> 8:57
"Still early, and I don't have to work until 12 tomorrow."
>You sigh a breath of relief
> You look down at your pants
"I really need some self control.."
> You think about checking the club Vy was talking about before.
> The way Vinyl describes it makes it sound like paradise
> You check your phone's gps
> Next to the clothing store huh?
> you head back to the plaza
> Now that you think about it, your clothing matches it well
> Maybe you won't be a beta 
> You reach the plaza and hear the bass reverberate on the ground
> Yip, the clubs over by the corner
> You head towards the entrance
>You slip a $20 to the bouncer and you enter
 
> You're met by multi-colored lights
> The noise of people talking and music are what you'd expect
> You look around, there are pretty girls, and classic douches hitting on them
> The atmosphere is exactly as Vy said
>"'Alive and Kickin'"
> You sit on one of the bar seats
>"Anon?"
"Hmm?"
> You look around but can't see anyone
> Are you hallucinating right now?
> You see the crowd split like the red sea
> Oh hey look, Trixie
>"Anon, what are you doing here?"
>She put her hair behind her ear
> You mouth the word wow as you star at her
> She has a tight dress that shows off the curves of her body
> It stops at just below the knees
> Demlegs.gif
>You snap out of it and clear your throat
"I just came to see what the fuss is about this place. What are you doing here? Don't you have to go to work early?"
>"The great and powerful Trixie does not need your concerned words. I can take make my own decisions."
> You shrug and turn back
> You take a drink of your coke
> Being underage sucks
>"The great and powerful Trixie can accompany you if you'd like."
"Sure why not? I don't know anyone else here"
>She takes the seat next to you
> You sip on your coke once more
>"Anon, Trixie is sorry about what she said at the arcade"
> You look at her
"Hey, no. No apologies. I know that it looks as though I could have been slacking off or something. You had all the reason to yell."
> She stirs the straw in her drink
> You don't know what to say
> What can you say?
"Did you go to Canterlot High?"
>"Hm? Oh yes. Trixie did attend. She was one of the best students in school."
> You nod
"I know. I saw your graduation picture in the hall."
>"Did you? Trixie looked terrible in high school"
"I don't think so. You look the same as you did three years ago."
>"She thanks you for that."
"Would you like to dance?"
> You just said it instead of thinking it through
>She looks up at you with a slight smile
>"She would, but Trixie can't dance"
> You see her hands toying with her glass
"And you think people here are better?"
> You point to the group on the dance floor spazing out like epileptics
> She laughs as she saw
>"All right, she'll dance"
> You take her hand and proceed to the dance floor
>You smile at her and she returns it
> She may not know how to dance but she knew how to move her body
> She was on you as the space became smaller
> After a bit more songs it slowed
> The music became ballads
> Weird choice Dj
> You feel her arms around your neck
>"This is what we're suppose to do, right?"
> You give a small smirk before wrapping your arms around her waist
> Good choice DJ
>"Anon, Would you mind walking me home?" She whispers into your ear