>Wake up in the morning.
>Monday again?
>I don't know, you feel like you actually wanna go to class today.
>You feel motivated.
>Spike gets up about the same time you do, and goes back to playing League.
>You go get showered.
>Sweet relief. The water feels amazing as it covers your whole body.
>Speaking of covering your whole body...
>It's cold outside.
>Sweater, T-shirt, and jeans.
>No hood today.
>It doesn't look like a hood kind of weather.
>Grab your bag, out to the lobby!
"Morning, Anonymous!"
>Everybody else in your little science crew seems to be pretty bundled up.
>Scarves seen their first appearance of the school year.
>Especially Twilight's.
>You totally got that for her birthday... right?
>Not some lame book about kids in space.
>You head over to the lecture hall.
 
A. Notes
B. Twilight
C. Applejack
D. Fluttershy
E. Goof off/nap.
 
>Notes time!
>You take out your notebook, properly titled bio.
>With a couple pictures of cells and junk.
>Thanks to a bit of boredom, you figure you can at least study while goofing off.
>Kinda.
>Scribbling through your notes, you try to piece together everything you've learned.
>You have a midterm on Wednesday on this shit.
>You have no chance to survive make your time.
>More notes more notes more notes.
>Ooh! A vibration!
>You pull out your phone, and put it on your dick.
>Feelsgud.jpg
>Who is it from?
Femanon: Midterm week. :T
>Lol, can't complain. you're in the same boat.
>You send out a text or two.
Colgate (first aid): sure? Redheart can try. she's not certified to teach though. Stop texting in class!
>A paper ball hits your head.
>Fucking Colgate.
 
>You meet the two health girls after class.
>Redheart's stretching.
"You ready, Anon?"
>Out here in public?
>Colgate nods.
>You put your bag down.
>Twilight, AJ, and Flutters come out of the hall.
"Hey... we're gonna go study. Wanna come?"
 
A. Study
B. First Aid
C. Ditch.
 
>Well... might as well learn something that can benefit you.
>And plus, this lesson's free!
>You head to a room out near the greens.
"Most of these rooms are usually free around this hour. No class."
>Well, that's great.
>You, DDS and NP head into the rooms, turning on the light, and dropping your shit off.
"Also! This is actually our clubroom. So we have a lot of dummies lying around!"
>From the looks of it, you only see two dummies.
>And that's these two girls.
>Hah, got 'em.
>Colgate and Redheart spread out looking through the room, and eventually one of them finds a practice mannequin
>Complete with collapsable chest.
>You have a lot of fun ramming your hands into his chest, making it compress slightly.
>You feel like a serial murderer.
>'sgud feelin.
"So... you gotta do it like this."
>Redheart checks the pulse, does compressions, and then performs mouth to mouth.
>Colgate stands back and watches.
 
A. try it out for yourself.
B. Colgate
C. Redheart
D. Turn off the lights.
 
>You turn off the lights.
>They're bound to get you off now.
>Time for a little fucking.
>Someone flips the lights back on.
"Nice try, Anon."
>Aw... come on!
>It's midterms week!
"So?"
>We all need to burn a little stress.
>The two girls think simultaneously.
>And the lights go off.
>And the pants go off.
>And the dick goes in.
>And the voice goes out.
>And the fun goes around.
>And the dick goes out.
>And the dick goes in.
>In.
>Out.
>That's what this CYOA's all about.
I love me some animal fries, doe.
 
>You cuddle with two panting and tired bodies.
>Don't know who's who.
>But, you're in the middle.
>Spoon sandwich.
>You know how cute this moment would be with the lights on?
>You get up and flip the lights on.
>They're gone.
>And you're naked.
>And... it's 11:15.
>Fuck, you're late.
>They're late too!
>This begins to make less sense.
 
>You arrive in class.
>No one to distract you.
>But... no one you know is sitting next to you.
>Lefty desk.
 
A. Notes.
B. Find a different seat.
C. Ditch class
 
>Focused.
>Just gotta stay focused.
>Just one text?
Dash (hello): [no response]
>Probably being focused... in class! Like a good kid!
>Okay, focus up.
>Not that hard considering the professor's reminding you every so often what's going to be on the midterm.
>Good thing you chose to pay attention.
>Scribbling in notes.
>I have no further fun facts about chemistry that I can share off the top of my head.
>So...
>Um...
>Your paper's looking pretty full.
>You really think you're ready for this midterm?
>Shut up, pessimism. This is OPtimism speaking.
>Nah, really dude. You think you're ready?
>Your notes say otherwise.
>You keep copying down extra stuff on the powerpoint.
>You're keeping up pretty well at the professors pace.
>Maybe sex actually does help?
>No, you shamfur dispray took away frommu stadei taimu.
>Or... fua fua time.
>Which ever you perfer.
 
>You meet with your science crew.
>Twilight comes up to you and hugs you, and Fluttershy meekly says hello.
>Minus Applejack, who's getting lunch elsewhere. For a cheaper price.
"Ah cain't eat in the dinin' halls, remember?"
>Right. Poor people.
 
A. Lunch
B. Library
C. Dorms.
 
"Oh... y'all are headed to the library? Ah can tag along."
"And Shining Armor totally called me Twily again! It's like I almost have a chance with him now."
"That's wonderful, Twilight!"
>K whatever bitch.
>You ignore the two girls as you walk to the library.
"And he held me tighter than usual!"
>What, by like 0.05 Newtons?
"Actually, 0.09 Newtons, Mr. Specific."
>Um... she must be Mrs. Specific then.
"W-what? We're not married!"
>You... somehow find a spot in the library.
>Looks pretty crowded.
>Midterm week's got everybody stressed.
>Any ways... how could you get that question wrong.
>When is the physics test anyways?
"Thursday. Oh... I sure hope I do well!"
>Good to see Twilight in good spirits.
 
>Fluttershy asks Twilight the importance of electronegativity when deciding which reagent
>Well, I'm out of big words.
>Applejack comes in momentarily.
>She sits down, getting her notes and brown bag lunch out.
>Having been at the Apple family house, you know how good the eats are over there.
>Shame you have nothing to eat.
>You guys discuss strategies and concepts.
 
A. keep studying
B. Applejack
C. Twilight
D. Fluttershy
E. Goof off
 
>Can't be in danger of failing.
>Remember, anything less than a B+ is failure.
>FOR THE HONOR OF YOUR FAMIRY.
>Applejack asks you a question.
>Answered.
>Fluttershy asks you a question.
>You help her work it out, and find the answer together.
>Twilight asks you a question.
>FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
>You flip through your notes.
>Nothing.
>She does the same.
>You flip through your text.
>Oh, the answer was in a small caption under a really boring looking picture in the lower left corner.
>Twilight lets out a sigh.
"Of course... how could I have forgotten about the entropic design of explorative big words blah blah science ching chong
 
>2 PM. Time for chem lab.
"Celestia cancelled chem lab... remember?"
>Wait what?
>Fluttershy nods.
"All chem labs were cancelled. It's midterm week!"
>Right... of course.
>Twilight looks back at you.
"She did say there was going to be a review session... but, I'm probably not going to go. I think I could accomplish more by myself."
"Ah'm going!"
>You are pretty damn hungry...
>But... do you feel prepared?
>Eh.
 
A. Food
B. Keep studying
C. Lab
D. Dorms
 
>Yup. Eating time.
>Probably not good practice that you only eat one big meal a day.
>But... writing in two meals a day is a lot of work!
>You announce that you're headed to the dining halls.
>Twilight comes along.
"I could go for a bite to eat. I'm starving."
>Fluttershy?
"N-no thank you. I'm not very hungry."
>No need to argue.
Luna (lunch): I don't have a meal plan anymore. Mealplans are for freshmen. Wanna eat at the Greens?
>How about it, Twilight? Lunch with Luna at the Greens?
"Anywhere. I'm real hungry. How do you know Luna?"
>You regale her a story about the date you had with her.
>Super cute stuff.
"O-oh... that's nice."
>She looks away...
"There she is!"
>Luna's sitting at a table alone, headphones in her ears, munching on a salad.
"Oh... hi Anonymous. Twilight. How are you two?"
"Hungry."
>Twilight goes off to get some Panda Express or someshit.
>Eh, you're in the mood for a burrito.
>Senor, por favor, cociname un burrito, ahora. Tienes mucho hambre.
>Ya es hora, porque es la hora de comer.
>Callame.
 
>You head over back to the table.
>You see... Rarity in the distance... talking to some guy.
>Eh, she's probably working her magic.
>Twilight eats her Chinese takeout food with chopsticks.
>Be more weeaboo.
>Luna's finished her salad.
 
A. Luna
B. Twilight
C. Rarity
 
>So... must be nice not to have to deal with midterms.
"What do you mean?"
>She's a grad student, isn't she?
"N-no? What gave you that idea?"
>Celestia's a grad student.
>And Celestia's like... a grownup or something.
>And Luna's... older than you.
>So... grad student?
"I'm a senior. Gosh, Anon... do you really think I'm that old?"
>Twilight snickers on her chow mein.
"But... I am working on something for my senior design project... FTL travel."
Helios, help me out here.
>Twilight chokes on a noodle. And this time, it's not yours.
"No way! That's... impossible! Why would you do that for senior design?"
"I-I've been working on this for a long time coming... Even through high school."
"Have you made any progress?"
>Twilight and Luna talk physics like you've never heard before.
>And even paying attention hurts.
>You look away, and focus on your burrito.
>Rarity's gone.
>And... so is your burrito.
>Almost.
>Damn, you ate fast.
>Luna gets up, saying she has to get back to work.
"Just... tell me when you're done with it!"
>You wave goodbye.
"Dorms?"
>Dorms.
 
>Now you're at the dorms!
 
A. study
B. vidya
C. your room
D. gym.
 
>SCIENCE CREW STUDY PARTY!
>Twilight, Fluttershy, and Wait, AJ went home already?
>You pull out your phone.
Rarity (that guy): oh him? he was nobody.
>What's that supposed to mean?
Colgate (study): sure! I'll bring Redheart over. open the door, k?
>You get up from your spot to walk to the front door.
Pinkie (wat it do guuurl): aint no thang homeslice. sleepin on a king size tonight.
>She's probably alone in her room, trying to push the beds together.
>Knock knock.
>Colgate and Redheart are outside.
"Hey big guy."
>Ouch. You're feeling self concious now.
>Hope Twilight doesn't mind you've invited a few more people to the study party.
"No, not at all!"
>You get some gatorades for everyone, and bleh.
>Celestia emailed you a study guide for the midterm.
>Nice.
 
A. study/work
B. girls hall
C. health girls
D. science crew.
E. your room.
 
>Yeah! Fuck being consistent!
"Anon, where ya goin'?"
>Colgate looks up at you.
>um... nowhere.
>You ask Twilight for her ID.
"No! You're just gonna laugh at my picture again!"
>You promise not to.
"F-fine."
>She hands you her card.
>And you swipe your way into the halls.
>And look at her face.
>lol.
>You toss the card back on the table before exploring the hallway.
>Pinkie must be in her room... and Rainbow Dash...
>And... a fridge!
>Sweet, Capri-sun.
>You sip that shit like Jay Gatsby.
 
A. Rainbow
B. Pink
C. Exit.
 
"Did you get what you needed?"
>You finish your Capri-sun.
>Yup.
>Also, wtf guys.
>Making me write shit. and not developing arcs
 
>You got back to reading and studying.
>Fuckin' wasting time and shit.
>It's getting late!
>In story, of course.
 
A. Hallmates
B. Health girls
C. Call it a day.
 
>Hallmates.
>And I'm assuming you want me to develop Twilight.
>Shining Armor comes out of your hall to get something from the fridge.
"Ohmigosh..."
>Twilight chokes on her spaghetti.
"H-h-h."
>Shining Armor waves to Twilight.
"Heya Twily."
>And... he goes back into the hall...
>And shuts the door.
>And everyone goes back to studying.
"-hi! Shining Armor!"
>So slow.
>She sighs and looks down.
>Maybe you were a bit indirect with your suggestion.
>Maybe she should call it quits.
"It's so hard to get over him."
>He's a chill guy. But... did he really do anything wrong?
>It's a simple case of incompatibility.
>The words "little sister" really bore into her soul.
"But... I'll get over him eventually. I've done it before."
>Like... how she got over you?
>She looks away and nods, sighing.
"L-let's not bring that up, shall we?"
>Colgate interrupts with a physics question.
>How does an Alcubierre Drive work?
 
>You expand the space behind you.
>Your past.
>The life before.
>The way things were.
>Blow them up.
>Honor them.
>Remember them.
>Contract everything ahead of you.
>Your future.
>The stresses of the unknowns.
>How things could be.
>Forget about the stress it causes.
>The future will fall into place.
>And eventually...
>You've reached your destination.
>A place you'd never think you'd be.
>You made it.
 
End day 36.
 
Day 36 Summary:
Twilight arc, eh kinda.
+10 swag for fucking
study confidence increased.