>Day Finger lickin' good in Equestria.
>Sweating a bit, you can feel your hand tighten, gripping the plastic and metal object in your hands.
>Herc is on top of a cliff, looking around out in the open.
>The dumb ass is going to get himself killed!
>As if on cue, a sniper round goes through his head, causing him to fall over the cliff.
>You continue to crouch into your corner, fear of going down keeping you locked in place.
>Gulping, you can see your sister walking in front of your hiding spot.
>”G-Guys? Hello?”
>She keeps walking in circles!
>Out of the corner of your eye, you see Ace.
>Luckily, she doesn't see you, nor does your sister see her.
>Ace sneaks up on Ivy, grabbing the girl, spinning her around, and digging a knife deep into her visor.
>She only managed a brief scream before Ace's blade pierced her.
>The scene that just happened must have gotten your adrenaline running, because you are now rushing the girl.
>She turns to see you, about to open fire when you toss a grenade at her.
>Taking the full blast, you pop two rounds into her head, causing her corpse to do a backflip.
>Your victory is short lived, as the opposing teams sniper now has you running like a mouse.
>”Should have stayed down, Timber! Should have stayed down!”
>Great, Icarus has it!
>A bullet manages to knick your shoulder, causing your shields to drop.
“Oh come the fuck on!”
>The bullets suddenly stop, leaving you an opening to get out of Icarus's sight.
>”Dammit! Some one go get him!”
>Once you decide you are well enough hidden, you bring up the scoreboard.
>It's only you, Icarus, and Hope left.
>You think he fails to realize this.
>If you had bigger balls, you would try to go after him yourself.
>You're sure Hope can handle him.
>As you are about to sneak around the map to see if you can catch Icarus off guard, your headset fills with screams.
>”Fucking shit! Crap crap crap!”
>Icarus's rifle goes off multiple times.
>”Where are you Hope?! Don't pull this crap on me!”
>Your sister's giggles fill the void Icarus's high pitched squeals left.
>”Ahhh, but where's the fun in stopping now?”
>Chuckling, you decide to wait out the match, not wanting to risk getting caught in a game of duck hunt again.
>”Psst, Icarus.”
>Here it comes.
>”Boo.”
>The Satyr boy's screams once again fill the headset.
>You are somewhat jealous of everyone who's already out for not having to put up with his screams.
>One more sniper round goes off, then everything goes quiet.
>”...Heh, eheheheh!”
>Oh shit, that doesn't sound like -I'm about to die- screams.
>Pulling up the scoreboard one more time, you see Hope is dead.
>”Hey Timber! Where are you Timber?! I just want to taa-A-alk!”
>And now Icarus is going to hunt you like an animal.
>Faaantastic.
>Running for the cliff Herc was standing on, you stop right before you reach the point he died at and reverse your momentum.
>Icarus takes a shot at you, missing by a mile.
>”Fuck!”
>Now you have an idea of where he is.
>Hugging the wall, you head down to the enemy base's side and try to remember where the bullet was shot from.
>It soon turns out not to be an issue as Icarus comes running out of the base, sniper no longer equipped.
>He screams as he pulls his pistol on you.
>You retaliate by unloading your assault rifle at him, heading straight for the blue mongoloid.
>Once you two are within spitting distance, you punch him as he punches you.
>With both your shields kapoot, he attempts to line his pistol up with your head.
>You don't give him the chance, taking another hit and sending him flying backwards.
>A deep voice speaks, filling you with joy.
>”Game over.”
“Yes! Yes! Fuck yeah!”
>Back in the lobby, you can hear everyone ranting about the game.
>Icarus is apologizing profusely, taking the loss way too seriously.
>Herc keeps screaming out in joy as Hope and Ivy chant him on.
>Alexa is oddly quiet, probably hanging out at Pogo's place again, so she can't chew her teammates out.
>Ace and Hotshot on the other hand, are quite livid.
>Hotshot because he's a sore loser, and Ace... well, you know why she's pissed.
>Leaning back in your chair, you chuckle.
>You and she made a side bet during the week, if you could get a team together that beat hers, she would go on a date with you.
>However, if you lost, you would find a way to get her Blackbox Blimp tickets for her and her brother.
>Looks like you won't have to sell any of your stuff!
>Chuckling a bit more, Ace's yells finally pierce your thoughts.
>”God dammit Icarus! Can't you stop wasting ammo for five seconds?! I mean, come on! All you needed was one bullet, one shot, but noooo Mr. Dig Bick has to be a man and shoot everything! Wait, didn't you have grenades?!”
>Icarus stutters a bit, trying not to ruin her impression of him any further.
>”Y-Yeah, but he was too close!”
>Ace groans once, slamming something against wood.
>”Whatever! Ugh, I'm getting off, I need a looong shower.”
>You can hear Hotshot snicker in the background.
>”Yeah, you would- OW! That hurt!”
>The brother and sister disconnect from the party, followed soon after by Alexa.
>Icarus sighs before letting off a prolonged groan.
>”I lost to Timber, freaking Timber!”
“Uh, I'm still here.”
>”Yeah, I know.”
>He chuckles for a moment before getting kicked.
“Thanks Hope.”
>”No problem Timber. Have fun on your date!”
>You chuckle, rubbing the back of your neck.
“Thanks, both for playing and the good wishes. Have fun with Grandma and Gramps, tell them I said hi.”
>Ivy chimes in.
>”O-Oh! Before we get off, we need to remind Timber about the thing.”
“What thing?”
>Hope takes a sharp inhale through her teeth.
>”Right, can you tell our parents that Grandpa bought Ivy a panda.”
“... They bought her a panda.”
>Silence fills the chat until Herc coughs.
>”So, you and Ace are going on a date?”
>Shit, you forgot he was still here.
“Y-Yeah, I am.”
>He chuckles.
>”Nice. Anyway, I got to bail, dad and I are going to the gym. It's leg day.”
>Right, you know how anal he is about never skipping leg day.
“Okay, see ya.”
>He leaves the party as well, leaving you and your siblings alone.
“Seriously, a panda bear? An actual living breathing panda?”
>Hope chuckles.
>”Yeah, it was pretty crazy. Anyway, let them know?”
>You sigh, rubbing your forehead.
“I'll tell them when they get back home tonight.”
>”Thanks! Love ya bro.”
“Love you guys too, have fun.”
>They get off, leaving you all alone.
>Shutting your system off, you smirk.
>Home alone for at least a few hours.
>You think about maybe fapping for a majority of your time left, but a knocking outside your door catches your attention.
>You didn't think anyone would be home so soon.
>There goes your fapping session.
>Releasing a sigh, you stand to go answer your door, whoever is behind it refusing to stop knocking.
“I'm coming!”
>Opening the door, you see a very annoyed looking Mumble, arms crossed over her sweater as she glares at you.
>”You're late.”
>She steps past you, into your room.
“H-huh? Late for what?”
>She sighs and sits on your bed, crossing her legs.
>”You were supposed to meet me at my place today, we were going to go clothes shopping for the start of the school year.”
>Oh shit!
>You completely forgot, too focused on getting a date with Ace.
>Rubbing the back of your neck, you try not to meet Mumble's gaze.
>”I waited three hours for your dumb ass.”
>Sneaking a peek at her hair, you see it is near flat, only slightly poofy.
>She mad.
“Sorry, I was... um...”
>Mumble sighs, standing up and walking next to you.
>”It's fine, let's get going, we can still grab a couple of outfits.”
>Seething, you shake your head.
“I kind of can't.”
>She looks to you, worried.
>”Why not? Something wrong?”
>You shake your head.
“No, it's just, I need to save my money. I have a date with Ace next weekend.”
>Your friend's eyes shoot wide, hair turning a darker shade of pink.
>”What?! Since when?! I didn't even know Ace liked you!”
>Chuckling, you try to diffuse the tension, calm her down.
“She doesn't, not yet anyway.”
>”Then why did she agree to go on a date with you?!”
>You give a weak smirk, pointing to your controller.
“She kind of lost a bet we made. One match, I won, so now she has to go on a date with me.”
>Mumble stares at your controller, blinking a few times.
>Her hair returns to its natural shade of pink.
>”One v one me.”
>Turning to the girl, you furrow your brow.
“Pardon?”
>”One v one me. You did it with Ace, you can do it with me.”
>You are about to object when Mumble walks to your dresser, digging through the mid drawer for your second controller.
“What're you doing?”
>The girl sits on your bed, turning your console on.
>”Simple, I win, you don't go on your cheat date with Ace.”
>You feel one of your eyes twitch.
“Why would I agree to that?!”
>”Because if you win, I'll pay for your date. I'll even get you a box of condoms.”
>Blushing, you shake your head.
>Mumble always used to do this to you as a kid, tease you about perv stuff.
>Still, her offer to pay for the date...
>You could take Ace somewhere really nice.
>After a few moments to ponder, you nod and pick up your controller.
“I'll try to keep the price range reasonable.”
>”That's okay, I'm sure I can afford it.”
“Oh, and it wasn't one on one.”
>”Because that matters. Just start the game.”
 
 
>Groaning, you pull at your hair.
>You and Mumble agreed to three ten-life stock matches, of which she obliterated you all three times.
>The first one you felt you had a chance, getting her down to two lives before losing.
>Then she whooped your ass by only losing three the second round, and one this round.
>She places your controller down and smacks her hands together.
>”Well, that's that. I expect you to meet me at my place early tomorrow.”
>You throw your hand to grab Mumble's arm.
>She doesn't move, just looking at you.
“... What'll it take for you to let the bet go?”
>She sighs and pulls her arm free from your weak grip.
>”Why would I give up that bet? You won a date like this, it only makes sense you lose it this way too.”
>You look into her eyes, pleading.
“Please Mumble, I'll do anything!”
>Her eyes widen in surprise.
>A smirk appears on her lips as her hair curls a bit.
>”Anything?”
>You nod, desperate.
>She saunters over to your bed and plops her tush near the head of it.
>”Sit.”
>Following her, you it on your bed.
>She places her hand in yours and smirks.
>”Suckle my fingers.”
>Blinking a few times in shock, you look Mumble square in the eyes.
“... Are you serious?”
>Mumble nods.
>”Mhmm, do this little series of things for me, then I'll consider our bet null and void.”
>You look to her hand.
>No nail polish, no long nails, and very clean.
“So all I have to do is suck them?”
>”And anything else I say, yeah.”
>If your parents came home, you could be in big trouble.
>... You have time.
>Sighing, you bring her hand up and look to her one last time.
>She nods.
>Fidgeting your lips a bit, you open your mouth and pull the tip of her index finger in it.
>She whimpers once before looking to you.
>”Well? Suck it. Soft, sweet, but still hard enough for me to feel.”
>You have no idea what you're doing, you just sort of pull on her finger with your mouth, sucking softly.
>She doesn't look satisfied, so you try a little harder, pulling your cheeks in a little with each suckle.
>That seems to do it, causing her unamused expression to turn a bit vulnerable.
>You want to be done with this as soon as possible, sucking a bit harder.
>”S-Slower, it doesn't feel comfortable like that.”
>Swallowing your dignity, you do as she says, slowing down.
>You must be hearing thing, because you think she just moaned.
>She pulls her index finger from your mouth, raising her pinky.
>You take her pinky as you did her index.
>It is a lot easier to suckle since it's smaller.
>Mumble begins to cross her legs, rocking back and forth in soft motions.
>”M-More, go a little harder.”
>You really hope she finishes soon, this is making you feel... awkward.
>Taking her finger into your mouth, you put more pressure on it, causing her to squeal.
>”Use your tongue, just a little?”
>You close your eyes, wrapping your tongue over her finger, coiling around it ever so lightly.
>She is now panting, moaning openly now.
>”Th-That's enough Timber.”
>Letting go of her finger, you are glad to be done with this.
>Opening your eyes, you see Mumble about to pounce you.
>Overpowering you, she pushes you to the bed, kissing you roughly.
>You try to resist, but she pushes your shoulders down, forcing her lips to press against your own.
>It kind of worries you, but... you're enjoying this, having her force herself on you.
>Having the only non-family member you trust with your life doing this to you.
>You finally stop resisting, accepting her kiss.
>She notices this, letting go of your shoulders and wrapping them around your neck.
>You wrap your arms around her waist, pulling her in as the two of your embrace like this.
>She forces her tongue into your mouth, causing you to moan as it slides along your own.
>It's a strange sensation, but not an unwelcome one.
>Feeling frisky and adventurous, you raise a palm and smack Mumble's supple ass.
>She gasps, pulling her tongue from your mouth and looking at you.
>Her face is red, eyes vulnerable but dominant.
>They run down your flat chest back to your face.
>”I want you.”
>Before you can respond, she pulls her shirt off.
>The sight before you only drives your lust.
>She is wearing a tight black laced bra over her full breasts.
>The best you can compare them to are perfect melons.
>She pulls your head forward, burying it in her cleavage.
>What happens next is not going to allow you two to just be casual friends anymore.
>You try to pull your head back, but Mumble won't have it.
>She uses one hand to lower the cup of her bra, exposing one of her delectable pink nipples.
>You only have a moment to admire it before she pushes your lips towards it.
>”Suck it, just like you did my finger.”
>This time, you are happy to oblige.
>Along with the nipple, you bring a good bit of areola and breast into your mouth.
>She coos as you suckle it, running your tongue over the nipple as you take soft nips at her breast.
>”Mmm, so much better than when you were on my fingers.”
>She giggles, letting go of your head to undo her bra strap, letting it fall and revealing her second breast.
>Pressing herself against your face with an intentional slowness, she begins to pinch and roll her other nipple, eyes closed as she takes short breaths.
>The thrill of sucking such a large tit is exciting you to the point where your pants are actually painful to have on.
>You'll bear it though, not like you aren't enjoying the supple taste of Mumble's skin, the smooth texture of her nipple, the feeling of having her on top of you.
>Bringing your hands down to the back of her hips, you caress her as best you can, given she is still wearing her jeans.
>After a few more moments of hungry sucking, she pulls herself from your mouth.
>You look to her, confused.
>She is biting her lip, having a devious expression on her face.
>”Tell me, have you ever seen a girl completely nude before? Pics don't count.”
>You shake your head, hoping this is going where you think it is.
>She giggles, standing up so you are staring below her waist.
>”You won't be able to say that anymore.”
>Her hands reach for her jean's button, undoing it and sliding them down the length of her legs.
>Mumble's tail pops out, fluffy and swaying.
>Your eyes trace over her lower body, from her panties all the way down her legs.
>She turns around, giving you a full view of her round ass.
>You feel your eyes practically humping her plump butt.
>She takes notice of this, shaking her rear a bit.
>”You like?”
>Nodding, you smack your lips, eyes focused on the jiggle in her bottom.
>She spanks her bare ass once before turning to you, hunger in her eyes.
>”Mmm, strip. It's rude to let your partner do everything.”
>Weren't you just sucking her nipples not too long ago?
>Pulling at your shirt, you feel some of your pink hair thrown over your face as it comes up.
>Once it is off, you shake your hair back to normal.
>Mumble climbs back on the bed, a foot or so away from you.
>She pushes her ass out, letting you admire it and her fluffy pink tail.
>Smiling, you bring your attention back to the girl herself.
>She has such a sincere smile on her lips, like she's been waiting for this.
>As your mind wanders, you feel a pair of hands tugging at your pants.
>”Are we doing this or not?”
>You aren't backing out now, not with such an amazing opportunity in front of you!
>If you do it with Mumble, you get the security of doing it with someone you trust AND fucking a hot chick.
>A bit shallow, yeah, but you aren't thinking with your heart right now.
>Lifting your hips a bit, you help Mumble work your zipper.
>She drags your pants down as you remove your boxers.
>Having your lower half fall back against the bed, Mumble traces a finger over your crotch, barely missing a stroke against your erection.
>”Aww, it's cute.”
>Groaning, you feel less turned on.
“You saying I'm small?”
>She gives you a sly smile, grabbing your equine cock with dominance.
>”I was talking about your coat.”
>Casting her gaze down to your member, she takes a long lick over your flare.
>Yelping a bit, you grip on to your bed.
>Mumble just giggles, shaking her head.
>”So damn sensitive.”
>She lets go of your dick, climbing on top of you.
>Placing her marehood over your head, you can see she is winking quite a bit.
>She lowers herself down, muffling your mouth with her lower lips.
>”M-Mmm! Th-That should keep you quiet.”
>Groaning, you grab her ass and push her hindquarters closer to your mouth.
>If she is going to try and silence you, you're going to make sure she screams.
>Letting your tongue loose, you can feel her legs clamp against your head.
>”O-Oh! Whoa, when did you get friendly?”
>Just now.
>Taking slow licks over her horse pussy, you can feel your tongue run over her clit, causing it to wink faster during the moments they meet.
>She whimpers, retaking your member in her hand as she strokes your length.
>”G-Good, earn that god damn date back.”
>At this point, do you even need, let alone want that date with Ace?
>Spanking Mumble's supple ass, she moans and brings her lips to your flare.
>She pecks it before opening her mouth, taking the tip.
>It stretches her jaw a bit, or you are at least assuming it does.
>After a couple of slow moments, she finally lowers her head down on your length.
>Her mouth is incredibly tight, only able to take an inch, possibly two.
>It makes sense, given that she hasn't slept with anyone before.
>At least not to your knowledge.
>She gags, spit running down your length as she pulls off, coughing as she does.
>”Gah! Nnn, okay. That's as far as I'm going with sucking you off.”
>Chuckling, you pull your mouth from her netherlips.
“What, am I too big for you?”
>Having a good couple of laughs, Mumble proceeds to sit further on your mouth, covering your lips with her marehood.
>”No, your flare is too wide! I'd choke to death before I even get half way. Besides...”
>She pulls herself off, covering your mouth with her mare-juices.
>You took a moment to wipe your mouth before her eyes are inches from yours.
>”Don't you want the actual thing?”
>You can feel her hold your dick, lining it up with her moist slit, grinding it back and forth while her moans fill the room.
>All you can manage to speak are grunts of pleasure, nodding to signify that you do indeed want to do it.
>More than she can imagine right now.
>With a triumphant smile, she presses her lips against your own.
>”Good. This dick belongs to me right now.”
>Jerking your hips slightly to help the process along, she replies by bending down to press her overflowing tits against your chest.
>You take your hands and slap them upon her ass, groping and squeezing while she moans into you.
>”Mmm! Someone is so damn impatient.”
>Mumble lifts herself up and lowers her body upon your cock, your flare parting her folds and entering her hot insides.
>Moaning out in ecstasy, you almost feel like humping like a madman to blow your load immediately.
>Mumble puts a stop to that selfish plan, forcing her hands on your chest to non-verbally tell you to stop.
>”This isn't a booty call... Right now, you're my bitch.”
>She must be taking this more personally than you thought, looking into your eyes with more than just lust.
>Mumble closes her eyes as her lips near your own, her hips lowering herself down on your member with an intentional slowness.
>You grunt at the sensation of her inner walls squeezing tightly against your dick, her ample cheeks resting on your groin as you bottom out in her.
>She stays like this a moment, contracting on your dick with rapid grasps, using her pony half's perfect muscle control to make you moan and take short breaths.
>The girl shares your breath, taking each inhale while she makes you accept her exhales.
>You remember a lesson about this in biology, an old pony way of sharing intimacy.
>As strange as it is, you like it.
>Groping her fat bottom, you let her continue to squeeze your cock while refusing to move.
>Your patience is soon rewarded though, as the pink Satyr lifts her hips, opening her eyes to give you a sultry look.
>Although this is nice and sweet, you are in no mood or mindset to just take this slow pace the entire time.
>Taking matters into your own hands, you grab her thick hips and drive upwards, Mumble squealing as you begin to pump in and out of her.
>”H-Hey! Didn't I-”
>Grabbing her head, you force her lips to meet your own as you continue to thrust, moaning into her mouth.
>Separating, you can see beads of sweat running down her face.
>With a proud smirk, you peck her one more time before whispering.
“Just shut up and enjoy this.”
>She gulps, pressing her bare form against yours.
>The girl lets off slow and withheld moans, pulling her hips upwards with each of your thrusts.
>Feeling yourself start to near your peak, you drive your equine prick straight into the pink Satyr, causing her to yell out in pleasure.
>The slaps of her full buttcheeks hitting your groin pervade the air, your grunts accompanied by Mumble’s orgasmic moaning.
>”O-Oh god, oh god! I-I love this! M-more, harder, faster!”
>Considering you want to get that sweet reward known as orgasm as soon as you can, you are happy to oblige.
>Picking up your pace and force, the girl starts to slam her hips down, causing hot and wet slaps to fill the air.
>As Mumble's tongue begins to loll, expression one of pure bliss, you feel yourself on the brink of sweet pleasure.
>You keep a tight grip on her hips before thrusting forward, filling her insides with your hot seed.
>Mumble trembles in pleasure, the feeling of your cum inside of her sending her over the edge.
>As she cums, you hear her make inaudible moans and pleas.
>Her body spasming lightly on top of you, she giggles a bit.
>Holding herself up with her arms, she looks down at you, a soft smile on her lips as a couple tears of joy run down her face.
>You return the smile, finding your vision slightly obscured by wet hair.
>Gasping for air as sweat runs down your body, Mumble collapses next to you.
>She kisses your bare chest before laying on it.
>”Oh... Oh my god... I had heard the first time was painful.”
>She giggles, rubbing her nipple as she kisses one of the many hickeys she left on your neck.
>”I'm glad I was wrong.”
>As you let off a chuckle, you feel your expression weakening as your sexual high comes down.
>With your mind clearing, you come to a sudden realization.
>Looking to Mumble with worry, she cocks her head.
>”What's wrong?”
“I came inside you, wh-what if you get pregnant?!”
>The pink Satyr pauses, blinking before looking down.
>She whimpers, causing you to freak.
>After a couple tense moments, she giggles.
>Sitting up, she slaps your chest, smirking.
>”I'm on the pill, you really think I would let you cum inside me without some form of protection?”
>Laying back, you release a sigh of relief.
“Oh good, I was going to have a panic attack for a second there.”
>She snuggles up to you before kissing your cheek.
>”I hate to fuck and run, but I'm pretty sure my mom and dad are waiting for me.”
>Mumble gets out of your bed, putting her bra, shirt, and sweater on before pulling her jeans up.
“Wait, what about your panties?”
>She winks at you, tossing them on your chest.
>”Consider them a gift. Remember, my place, early, and don't jack off until then~”
>She has an extra wiggle in her step as she leaves, giving you a second wind.
>Sighing, you lay back down, exhausted.
>Her panties are still on your chest.
>You grab them and look at them.
>She was wearing these not even an hour or two ago...
>Feeling a bit weird, you bring them to your nose and take a whiff.
>They smell like her sweet honey pot.
>Her scent is driving your blood south, causing you to moan.
>No, she asked you not to jack it...
>One little stroke couldn't hurt, right?
 
 
>Day Morning after in Equestria.
>Sitting at your table, you wait for Mumble to finish getting ready.
>Which is strange, since she normally just gets dressed when you visit this early.
>Pogo giggles, sitting next to you as he smiles.
>”Ah man, I'm glad you beat Alex yesterday!”
>Chuckling, you look to him.
“What?”
>”Uh huh! After you beat her, she was sooo mad. She tried to go swipe a pie mom just finished baking. Ohhh, a LOT of fun followed that little adventure! I had her fist in my mouth!”
>Snorting, you bring a hand to your face and laugh.
“Yeah, well, I sucked your sister's fingers yesterday.”
>Pogo laughs more openly.
>”Oh, wow! Looks like we both had a girl keeping us on a short leash yesterday!”
>He throws his arm around your shoulder as the two of you yuck it up, keeping the chain of jokes going.
>As you two do, the door flings open.
>Ace walks over to you, blushing as she does.
>”All right, I'm begging you Timber, forget about our bet, please!”
>You look to her, blinking before shrugging.
“Okay.”
>”I'll even pa-... what?”
“I said okay.”
>Pogo and Ace stare at you, both out of confusion, but for different kinds of confusion.
>Your pink pal looks to Ace.
>”I feel like I'm missing something here.”
>Ace looks baffled.
>”No no, you're not... but, um, why the sudden change? I mean, you seemed really adamant about -that-, so why are you just giving it up?”
>Is she actually disappointed right now?
“Well, I found someone who actually wants to go out with me.”
>Both Satyrs look to you and speak.
>”Who?”
>Before you can answer, Mumble enters the room.
>She is wearing a fashionable skirt, a top that for once isn't covered by a sweater, and her hair look absolutely radiant.
>For some reason, the sight before you doesn't surprise you.
>Maybe it has to do with the fact you and Mumble grew up together, or maybe it's because you've seen her naked.
>Ace's jaw almost hits the floor as your -close- friend walks up and wraps her hands around your neck.
>”Hope I didn't keep you waiting.”
>She smells of lilacs and strawberries, causing you to speak.
“Mumble.”
>She pecks your cheek and looks to you.
>”Yeah?”
>You chuckle, shaking your head.
“Nothing, just answering Ace's question.”
>Looking to the red head, she is at a loss for words.
>You stand, Mumble slipping her hand into yours.
>”So, we still need to go get Blackbox Blimp tickets, right?”
>You nod, glad things turned out the way they did.
>You ended up with a hot girlfriend and a great best friend.
>What more could a guy ask for?