"Applejack, What do you mean you can't make it?! We need a draft in to our TA before tomorrow night!"
"Ah'm sorry, sugarcube... Ah think Granny Smith needs me..."
>You could only wonder the amount of lip that Twilight would be giving Fluttershy...
>If she were actually here.
>And what are you doing exactly?
>Hopefully getting to witness a catfight.
>Or tears maybe.
"Cain't ah just work from over the innernet? Y'know... like those new googledoc thingymajiggers..."
>Twilight aughs.
>Jeez... this biology project is really eating away at her sanity.
"Ah gotta go."
>Applejack leaves as Twilight sighs another sigh.
"Can you believe her? Ditching on a group meeting like that!"
 
A. Agree with her
B. Talk about Fluttershy
C. Try to calm her down.
D. Stay silent.
 
>Hey now... no need to freak out.
>Freaking out only makes this job harder.
>And gosh darn it, you want this job done...
>Twilight takes a breath to compose herself.
"You're right... let's get to work."
>Fluttershy's already asleep.
>She's been down with the sickness for a while now, and you can't blame her.
>Ooh Wah Ah Ah Ah.
>School work and sickness is no fun in tandem.
>Your phone vibrates...
>Wonder who that could be.
>Twilight's staring at it.
"Go ahead."
>You pick it up.
>Dash?
>The feels arrow stabs your heart.
>You kinda miss her...
>CU's not quite the same without your girlfriend.
>But… you’re not gonna stop her from chasing her dreams.
Dash: skype tonight?
>Well... your laptop's already on your lap.
>And... you're signed in on Skype.
>Twilight taps away on her keyboard.
"Ready to go, Anon?"
>You open up the Googledoc.
 
A. Sign off Skype.
B. Work anyways.
C. Slack off.
 
>Eh, it'd be bad to sign off on her like that.
>I mean, just because she isn't here anymore doesn't mean she's still not your girlfriend.
>The whole concept of "needing space" is already usually satisfied.
>So you stay logged in.
"Anon?"
>You turn to Twilight.
"How exactly does the invasive plant species affect the local fauna?"
>Um... uh...
>You tell her that you're gonna try to figure that out.
>Gosh darn ecology class.
>Darn it to heck.
>If it wasn't enough walking through the Walk of Shame on a [insert season] night, the department thought it'd be a great idea to do a case study on that forsaken ground!
>To teach about ecology!
>You grumble as you read through some notes.
>Flip through a powerpoint or two...
>And...
>RainyDash is online.
>You write a few statements onto a powerpoint slide befo-
>RainyDash is calling!
>These popups...
 
A. Answer with Video
B. Answer (voice)
C. Decline
 
 
>You click the larger green button.
>And you see a white rectangle before the white balance corrects it, revealing...
>Rainbow hair, frazzled, but tucked back into a pony tail.
>Cyan hoodie, magenta eyes.
>A jersey hung up on the wall.
>And... a small picture flanking it...
>Of you and her.
"Hey you."
>Rainbow Dash smiles faintly as you resist the urge to reach your hand out and touch her face.
>Twilight looks up at you and catches you grinning and waving at your computer.
"Anon, what the heck are you doing?"
>S-skype?
>Dash's eyes widen a bit as her smile widens.
"Is that Twilight?! Heya, egghead!"
>She can't hear Dash. Headphones still plugged in.
>Rainbow says hi.
"O-oh... you're talking to Rainbow?"
>Twilight staggers in her approach to you for a bit, before sighing.
"Hi there, Rainbow Dash."
>Twilight says it audibly enough for Rainbow to hear, as you unplug your headphones, letting Dash's voice escape your speakers.
"Good to hear from ya, Twilight! How's Anon?"
"He's... got a project to do! Now while it'd be rude of me to cut you two LOVEBIRDS off... We need to get back to work!"
>Yikes.
"I uh... can hang up if you want me to."
>Twilight sighs.
"You know my answer."
 
A. Apologize and hang up.
B. Keep her on the line.
C. Calm Twilight down.
 
>Yeah, this project’s been eating you for a while now and it’s hie time that you should put some work into it.
“I getcha… It’s totally cool, dude. I got things to write too.”
>Miles away and she’s still the broest of bros.
>Dash smiles and fists you over the internet.
>You comply with your respective fist towards your camera.
“Love ya, Anon.”
>You smile.
“SEE YA TWILIGHT!”
>Twilight looks up and is like,
“[spoiler]Yeah whatever betch.[/spoiler]”
>You hang up, smiling.
>Okay, back to work…
“Is Applejack even home yet? Goodness, we could really use her help right now.”
>Well instead of bitching about it, why doesn’t she just work?
>Guess it’s not fair to have other people do your work for you.
>You and Twilight exchange a few business words about biology, while intermittently typing words and posting pictures onto a powerpoint slide.
>Your fingers feel a bit cold when you take a break from typing.
 
A.  Keep working
B. Take a break
C. Distract Twilight
 
>Whoa! It says on Facebook that Shining Armor has a girlfriend!
>Twilight sneezes… but goes back to work.
>Coincidental? At least it was a reaction.
>Gah, when was the last time you played League?
>You’ve been so caught up in midterms and club activities…
>You haven’t had too much time to slack off.
“Oh, no no no, Anon… You’re not playing League right now.”
>What about that new movie? Uh…
>Hunger Games?
“Anon… if you’re not gonna help out, then I swear I’m going to go apeshit right now… and you don’t wanna see me like that.”
>Well shit.
>You’ve seen quiet Twilight.
>You’ve seen flirty Twilight.
>You’ve even seen batshit crazy Twilight.
>But… angry Twilight?
>You can feel the anger in her voice raise your body temperature.
 
A. Go to your room.
B. Get back to work.
C. Apologize.
 
>Sorry.
“Sorry’s not gonna get this project done!”
>Well shit, bitch. You just unlocked a world o-
“I’m sorry Anon… You know how much this project means to me… and I’m super stressed about it already…”
>You get up out of your seat and make some hot cocoa to keep you warm. Does Twilight want any?
“Sure… if you’re making some.”
>You make enough for two mugs.
>And take a sip out of yours before returning back to the table.
>Twilight smiles as she stops typing and puts her hands around the warm porcelain.
“I just really need some help, because I’m practically doing this whole thing… It’s not fair. [spoiler]And we hardly have enough data as it is… Gah, we need to visit the site again… [/spoiler] ”
>You chose to hear only the things outside of the spoilers.
>So… she’s basically implying you’re not contributing in any way?
>Twilight gets up and puts on a jacket.
>Oh baby, it’s cold outside.
“Well… Anon? Are you coming or do I have to do this whole project mysel- oh, wait…”
>What the hell is wrong with this bitch?
 
A. Argue with Twilight.
B. Stay inside and work.
C. Go with her.
 
>You tell her that you can continue working on the powerpoint while she’s gone.
>Twilight sighs.
“Okay… sounds good… I’ll be back soon.”
>Twilight opens the door, letting a cold breeze in, before stepping out.
>Typical you.
>Always making Twilight take long cold walks in very sketchy areas.
>Of course, let the frail nerdy girl make an adventure at this hour of the night.
>She’ll be safe.
>You pop back under the covers of your blanket, leaving your arms out to type away.
>Let’s get some words on there.
>Yeah, a lot of words.
>And more pictures of plants.
>Wait…
>You don’t have enough pictures.
>You pull out your phone and shoot a text.
Twilight (more pictures): -NO RESPONSE-
>She’ll be fine… right?
>You go back to running through more notes.
 
A. Keep working. (2)
B. Girls hall.
C. Skype
 
>You log back on Skype.
>Hopefully Rainbow’s still online.
>And… she is?
>Yup!
>You shoot her a call.
“Anon? Did you get Twilight out of your hair?”
>Yup! Let’s just say she’s getting the cold shoulder now.
>Heheheh…
>Rainbow Dash sneezes.
“Yeah, we’re still practicing in this weather, can you believe that?”
>Hardly.
>You hear typing coming from Rainbow Dash’s end.
>Working on an essay?
“Yeah… it’s weird. Ever since we uh… y’know… got together… I actually enjoy writing now.”
> [spoiler]OP pls.[/spoiler]
“Where is Twilight anyways?”
>Walk of shame.
>Dash squints at you.
“What the hell did you do?”
>You smirk and tell her that it’s for science.
“You what?”
>Oh, right… you didn’t make the sex on Twilight.
“Then who did?”
>No one, she’s just out there, doing some research.
“Egghead.”
 
A. Continue working (2)
B. Find Twilight
C. “Goof around” with Rainbow Dash.
 
>Rainbow Dash, written into a story, talking over Skype.
>That’s, like, three whole layers of fake sex that you passed up on.
>Great job!
“Yeah, you probably should go find her.”
>Dash smiles and hangs up.
>You toss on a hoodie, put on your shoes, grab a flashlight and you’re out the dooo-oh my goodness it’s cold.
>You bundle yourself up, throw on your hood and begin your trek.
>Holy shit…
>You fidget with your hands in your pockets as you approach the deciduous walkway of trees.
>The Walk of Shame.
>Wow.
>Such memories.
>Much girl.
>These trees could probably host a very slender man…
>Well… hopefully Twilight’s okay.
 
A. Wait nearby.
B. Search
C. Leave
 
>inb4 silly trope about rescuing Twilight from band of attackers, thus causing her to fall in love with you, k-drama style.
>inb4 long distance relationship with dash ruined because twilight makes sex upon you.
>The first one more so… because no way in hell could you fight a group of guys, let alone one guy.
>You’ve been a bit lazy ever since Dash left.
>You take a few steps into the poorly lit forest, turning on your flashlight.
>The leaves and soil crunch beneath your feet.
>There are no notes on the trees, so that’s a good sign.
>All of the sudden, you hear a noise, causing you to freeze.
>Because the wind had already gotten you that close to frozen.
>A sound of the leaves crunching in the distance.
>Quietly, getting louder and closer.
>It’s coming from behind you.
>Oh lord.
>You whip around and feel a body collide into you.
>Arms wrap around you, is this how you die?
“Anon! Th-thank goodness you’re out here.”
>Twilight?
>She’s hugging you pretty tightly.
>Did she get what she wanted?
“Y-yeah… I did.”
>She hugs you even tighter.
 
>After one jumpcut and more useless dialogue, you and Twilight are safely tucked away into the security of your dorms.
>So what happened out there? Why was Twilight running?
>Twilight sighs as you sniffle a bit.
“I’m not sure… I was just at our transect, looking at the plants… Then I saw you out there. I’m happy you came.”
>So… that’s what this was about?
>A super elaborate way to compliment you?
>Wow, OPtimistic’s really losing his touch.
>Twilight stretches before sitting back down.
>What’s wrong? Did she land funny?
“Not sure… my butt’s pretty sore though.”
 
End Day X2