>You wake up...
>Not to the scent of breakfast.
>Not to the noise of hard work.
>Not to the breeze of a cold winter morning.
>Not to the drone of incessant right clicking.
>Not to the monotony of repetition.
>But... your phone alarm clock.
>Oh geez, is it time for class?
>You get up immediately... then remember today's Sunday.
>Slow down there, cowboy.
>You peek through all the open doors.
>Nobody's upstairs.
>You head down stairs. It's about 9AM.
>Nobody's home...
>Barking.
>Winona!
>Well... you're not home alone perse.
>But... you're in someone else's house... alone.
 
A. Go outside.
B. Make breakfast.
C. Fap.
 
>Time for some eggs.
>Yeah. Eggs.
>And maybe some kibble for Winona.
>While you start up the frying pan, you beat some eggs together.
>Throwing whatever kind of spices you feel like.
>And... the oil's still heating up.
>Texting break.
Colgate (How are you): Sleepy. You know we have two midterms Wednesday?
>Shit... this story's about school?
>abandonthread.jpg
>You go back to your eggs, pouring your beaten liquid into the pan.
>Time for the Omelette of Ages.
>You peer into the fridge.
>Grab whatever cheeses, cold cut meats, and... whatever... that stuff is.
>White gravy. Perfect.
 
>Breakfast... absolutely George-gasmic.
>Who's George?
>The door opens and Winona barks.
>Shit, a trespassing freeloader!
>Wait... that's your reflection in the mirror.
>And there's someone at the door too!
>It's... the Apple family.
"Hoowee! Mornin' Anon! Somethin' smells amazin'."
"When ah was a little girl, ah rimimber a time when womens was the cooks!"
>Sadly... no left overs.
>They all deflate.
>Except Big Mac of course. He's a stoic stalwart steward of stasis.
 
A. Big Mac
B. Applejack
C. Applebloom
D. Granny Smiff
E. Back to your room.
 
>Applebloom comes over and picks up Winona from behind.
"Mornin' girl! How you doin?"
>Oh, you're doing great.
"Not you, silly. Ah'm talkin' tah Winona!"
>Well, fine! You're not telling her how you're doing.
>You ask her where they were.
"Oh... we was at church! We didn't wanna wake ya up. Ya looked real tired."
>Oh that's right. People do religious things on Sundays.
>Unless you're Seventh Day. Then it's completely different.
>You nod and smile as she talks about what she learned.
>Wonder if this is how pony[/spolier] Celestia feels when she reads her letters.
>Applebloom plays with Winona's forepaws making her do a little jig.
"'scute."
>Applejack is mia, and the other two adults are cooking breakfast.
>You help by washing your dishes.
>Didn't take long.
>The three of them start breakfast without Applejack.
 
A. Go up stairs.
B. Eat more.
C. Go outside.
 
>Phone activate!
Rainbow (Good morning): hey dude, when are you three coming back today?
>That's a good question. Let's ask Applejack!
>You head upstairs.
>The hardwood of the farm floor echo your steps and creak as you place your foot down.
>It's... quaint.
>Not scary.
>Not ghetto.
>Cozy.
>You see Applejack's door open, and you peek your head in.
>She's unpacking her bags.
>Shit... maybe you should do the opposite. When are you going back to CU?
"Oh... hey Anon."
>She plops on her bed, smiling slightly.
>How'd last night go?
>Applejack takes a deep breath before answering you.
"Big Mac said that he was gonna drop out... so ah could stay in."
>That's... good? No... bad! Wait... it's... um...
"It was real kind of him ta do that..."
>So... is she going through with it?
>Is she gonna stay?
"Y-yeah. Ah cain't just... up 'n leave."
>How's Big Mac taking this?
"He... was real hesitant to do it... but, he told us that he waddn't makin' too many friends... and he was scared of failin'"
>Wait... you missed him actually say words?
>Fuck.
>So... when are you all leaving?
"Whenever yer ready. Ah still gotta clear out everything in mah dormroom, and submit a few papers. But ah can do that anytime. You in a hurry ta get back or somthin'?"
>Is there anything left to do here?
 
A. Pack up and leave.
B. Attempt bizness
C. Go downstairs.
 
>Sure! There's a lot of things left to do. Like farmwork!
"Nope, we actually got it all done!"
>Really? It felt like a blur.
>That's because [spoiler]I didn't go into detail[/spoiler]
>And... you already taught Applebloom the secrets of the beast.
>In more ways than [spoiler]zero[/spoiler]
>Egh... you're sure you can find something to do.
>Big Mac's watching TV.
>Granny Smith's napping.
>Applebloom's carrying Winona.
>Where's she going?
"Ah still got homework, but ah got a new study buddy!"
>Winona barks cutely.
>You scratch her chin.
>The kitchen's clean.
>The floor looks clean.
>Hm.
 
A. Big Mac
B. Applebloom
C. Go outside
D. Pack up.
 
 
>Nope. You feel a little homesick.
>Or... rather, dormsick.
>You go back upstairs.
"You followin' me, Anon?"
>Applebloom giggles.
>Her butt's not too bad.
>Wonder if it's like Applejack's...
>Oh well. Time to go home.
>You tell Applejack you'll be ready in a minute.
>You head back to your big room, and put all your shit in a bag.
>Takes a while.
>Wait, you want details?
>Details are for [spoiler]Stylus Breaker[/spoiler]
>You toss on your hoody before hoisting your bag around your back.
>Time to say goodbye to this place.
>Bye Applebloom!
"Aw... yer goin'?"
>She gets up from her desk and hugs you.
"Don't forget Winona!"
>You squat down and pet her one last time.
>Applejack joins your party, empty handed.
>You go downstairs.
>Bye Big Macintosh!
"Eeyup!"
>Bye Granny Smith. Thanks for letting you be a freeloader.
>She snores.
 
>Out the door.
>You begin your walk out of the orchard.
>To the bus station.
>You two get on.
>It's relatively empty.
>Who takes a cross county bus midday?
"Anon... thanks fer comin'... Ah might've not come back ta school."
>Yeah, save your feels.
 
A. small talk
B. business talk
C. bizness
 
Lyra (hello): hey. um... need something?
>Sleep probably. You can get that whenever.
>You start asking Applejack how things are gonna be different.
"Well, ya won't be wakin' up seein mah pretty face every mornin'."
>She smirks.
>Bitch ain't even dat bretty.
>She's still gonna be in the same classes.
>Still gonna attend events and whatnot.
>Still might even hang out in the dorms once or twice.
"Yer just gonna have to swipe me in and out. They're cancellin' mah privileges."
>What about her dining plan?
"... swipe me fer that too."
>She smiles innocently and giggles.
 
>You swipe her back into the dorm lobby.
"Nonny! Applejack! Welcome back!"
>Pinkie scoops both of you in a hug.
"I knew you wouldn't leave me!"
"Anon's back?"
>Rainbow, Twilight, and Rarity come out of the halls.
>Fluttershy? That arc's closed... I think.
>Rainbow's first to hug you.
"Missed you, dude."
>You turn to Pinkie.
>How's the hunt for a new roomie?
"Unsuccessful for now."
"Yer... gonna have ta change that. Ah'm not dormin' here anymore."
"What?"
>Rarity looks... surprised.
>Happy or sad? Can't really tell.
>Pinkie's lip starts to quiver.
"D-don't y'all worry about me! Ah'll still be comin' to school here."
>They all hugbox and circlejerk and whatever.
 
>well, you're back in the dorms! Familiar sights and smells.
>It's about 2PM.
 
A. League
B. Lunch
C. Work/Study
D. Gym.
 
>It's gains time!
"Oh, you're headed to the gym? I'm taggin' along!"
>Dash smiles excitedly and goes to get changed.
>You do the same.
>On the jog to the gym, Dash starts talking to you about her weekend.
>Something about how practice was rough... but going great.
>How she feels like she's gonna rock next game.
"So... how was your weekend with... A-applejack?"
>You give her the skinny.
>Played with a dog.
>Talked to her family.
>Worked a bit.
"You and her d-didn't... uh, I mean. Yeah! Must've been fun!"
>She's blushing.
>Probably from running in the cold.
 
>You're working out your legs.
>Didn't get enough of this shit on the farm.
>But yeah, soccer players need some legs.
>Have you seen the character models on the 4CC PES players?
>Holy shit, you want those!
>Dash's thighs are exposed because she's wearing some short shorts.
>They look toned... but not scary ripped.
>Something about ripped girls that scares me... I mean, scares you.
>/selfinsert
>Squats, Dead lifts, Leg lifts, wall sits.
>You toss in the occasional set of pushups to keep you balanced.
>Can't afford to fall off this late in the game.
>Dash does an extra set to keep you motivated.
 
"Bahaha, did you see that guy back there?"
>Wait what? Oh, jumpcut.
>Yeah, he was just lifting and grunting really loudly.
>Wasn't even working that hard.
"Yeah, grunting is totally hot."
>She smirks as you guys enter the lobby.
>Brotein all around.
>You two split off after one good sweaty fisting session in the lobby, before you head off to shower.
>Clean as a whistle.
 
A. League
B. Girls hall.
C. Work/Study
D. Nap.
 
 
>You knock on the door to the girls hall.
>Twilight lets you in.
"Oh... hey there Anonymous!"
>Gah, it's like you haven't seen her in forever.
>She gives you a hug.
>What has she been up to?
"You know we have 2 midterms on Wednesday, right? Well I'm working real hard to study... and not freak out about them!"
>Her eye twitches when she says that.
>And... something about finals week coming up soon?
>Sure... lemme check.
>You follow her into her room, and say hello to Rarity, who's writing an essay on her laptop.
"Day... 45 is chem... 46 is physics... and 47 is bio."
>What about psych?
"I'm not in that class. You're gonna have to figure that out yourself."
>She giggles a bit before packing up meeting Fluttershy, going out into the lobby to study; leaving Rarity alone in her room.
>You exit Rarity's room and you're back in the lobby.
>Applejack said she was packing up...
>And... you haven't really spent a lot of time with Rainbow.
>And... Rarity's alone in her room.
>But... dem midterms though.
[spoiler]How to outline choices?[/spoiler]
 
A. Study
B. Rainbow's room.
C. Rarity's room.
D. Applejack's room.
 
>You walk back into Rarity's room.
>Smells amazing.
>The door creaks as you open it.
"Oh... did you forget something, darling?"
>Yeah, you forgot something.
>You forgot the last time you spoke to her.
"Oh, you clever man."
>You smirk because you're clever.
>Yeah clever.
>Rarity stretches in her chair, accentuating her breasts... inadvertently of course.
"So... how was your weekend on the farm?"
>You give her the exact same story you told Rainbow.
"And... Applejack's leaving?"
>Just the dorms.
"Good... I won't have to deal with having her mess everywhere."
>Hmm? We shittalking now?
 
A. Agree with Rarity.
B. Defend Applejack
C. Change subject to business.
D. Change subject to bizness.
 
>Applejack's not messy.
"Really now? Because I always see mess in the bathrooms."
>Is it Applejack's?
>Assuming makes your ass mine.
>I mean.
>Ass... you... me... bathroom.
>Something like that.
"What makes you think it's not her mess?
>You're doubtful because...
>The farm house is always very clean.
>Her room at home was clean.
>And she always works at home with her family, making sure everything's at tiptop shape.
"Then... who's mess is it?"
>No idea.
"We... should have a... what are those called..."
>Rarity starts to think.
"A steakhouse!"
>Stakeout.
"Roundhouse?"
>Roadhouse Steakhouse. In Texas.
>Further solidifying the assumptions.
>You head out before blood gets spilled.
>At least you'll have something to do with Rarity eventually.
 
A. Rainbow's room.
B. Applejack's room.
C. Study with Twilight.
D. Back to your room.
 
>You walk into Rainbow's room.
>It's a mess.
>Mystery solved?
>Hey Rarity? You have the answer!
"Oh... hey Anon."
>Rainbow's in her pajamas.
>Guess it is getting kinda late.
>She's typing up an essay on her laptop.
>Honestly, what is it with essays.
>Science majors got it real different.
"Need something?"
>Eh, just figured you'd hang for a bit.
"Yeah, it's been a while."
>She sighs and returns to work.
>You don't hear a lot of typing happening.
>Maybe she just has a silent keyboard.
>She's got a blank dead look on her face.
"Ughhh... I HATE writing!"
>She's a creative writing major. Wtf.
>OP's terrrible at planning.
 
A. Help her out.
B. "Distract" her.
C. Leave the room.
 
>Let's help her out.
>You know a guy who used to be a science major... but now he creatively writes for some... image board or something.
>Weird fandom, weird circumstances. But... he's a cool guy.
>Yeah, he still enjoys science or whatever, but his writing is just a temporary hobby.
>It's good though. He tells you how it flexes his creative muscles.
>Because he has no real ones.
>Wait... did you say creative writing?
>He actually steals jokes from other people.
>Do I?
"So... how is that supposed to help me?"
>He writes... from the heart.
>Phenomenologically.
>Writing the first thing that comes through his flow, and gives it one last pass
>Before he makes it post.
>"I... that's it!"
>She gets to typing.
>Do you get a thank you?
"Yeah yeah, sure. Shut up. I'm on a roll."
>You tap your foot.
>She sighs, gets up, gives you a tight hug.
"Now GET OUTTA HERE!"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oIOEcqF5ZQw
>She shoves you out.
>Well... alrighty then.
>It's getting late anyways...
>And... Applejack's already finished packing and is apparently gone already.
>That's what you get for stalling.
 
A. Study with Twilight
B. Pinkie's room.
C. Call it a night.
 
>You head over to Pinkie Pie's room.
>Maybe Applejack hasn't left yet!
>Maybe we can force OP to write another really feely "goodbye" scene.
>Well... you ARE seeing Applejack tomorrow in class.
>What's different though.
>Pinkie's typing up an essay too.
>Holy shit, why is everyone so busy and doing work and whatever?
>It is getting close to crunch time.
>And I'm not talkin' bout no candy bar.
>Which reminds you.
>When is the Psych final?
"There's a psych final?"
>Of course. She doesn't know.
"Alls I know is... I'm ready like a freddie!"
>That's good. At least she's focused.
>She's not partying too much... right?
"Aaaaactually, Nonny... I went out... a lot... While you were gone! They were some crazy parties. Some girl almost died doing a kegstand! Guess who it was?"
>Three guesses as to who.
"Me... myself, and I!"
>Who knows how this'll affect her performance. Damn, if you could get fucked up like that.
 
A. condone her partying behaviour.
B. chastise her partying behaviour.
C. Call it a night.
D. Promise to go to the next party with her.
 
>You tell her how you're worried.
"Don't worry! Be happy!"
>It's not funny when she does it.
>You're worried that this whole party deal's gonna be dangerous.
>She sighs.
"I... I know... it's just... my sisters."
>What, do you smell peer pressure?
>Are you gonna have to smack a bitch?
>[spoiler]Hope not. You're squeemish.[/spoiler]
>You tell her that she needs to slow it down... or else she could actually die.
"I want to stop so bad! I know how dangerous it is! But... I
Just
Can't
Stop."
http://youtu.be/hOE4TBy99Gs?t=1m7s
>Whoa... how'd she do that dramatic zoom thing?
>Maybe you're gonna need to host some kind of party intervention for her.
"No, Nonny. You don't get it! I really can't stop!"
>What is this, some kind of bullshit werewolf deal?
[spoiler]Actually...[/spoiler]
>Yeah, maybe later.
>But for now? You're tired.
"Okay... good night, Nonny."
>She gives you a hug and sends you on your way.
 
>Spike's playing League.
>Holy shit, how long has he been playing?
>Wonder what his grades are like.
>Wonder what his ELO is!
>You search 'spikedragon' on whatever League stats website you use.
>Lolking.net too good.
>Let's see those stats.[spoiler]
>Platinum.
>What the f-
 
End day 35.
 
Day 35 summary.
AJ arc completed.
Pinkie arc advanced.
Spike arc advanced.