>Be teenage Anonymous in Canterlot.
>Be on a hot date with Twinkleshine.
>Be ready as fuck for sloppy pony makeouts.
>You had taken her for a walk in the park because you were classy as all hell.
>Also mares love walks in the park, this is an indisputable fact.
>Reaching a bench on the side of the trail, the two of you decide to sit down.
>Oh man date number three was going to be the one.
>You could feel it in your special places.
>Shut up, you’re only thirteen, faggot.
>Doing your best fake yawn, you stretch out your arms and place one around Twinkleshine’s neck.
>You were so smooth.
>“I’ve had a lot of fun tonight, Anonymous.”
>Oh yeah, you were going to reach whatever base this was for sure.
>You were never a big fan of hoofball.
“What can I say?  I just know how to have a good time.”
>You pull her in a little closer.
>She turns her head with a blush and smile across her face.
>Keep it up dude.
>“That just makes me wonder what else you have planned.”
>OH SHIT.
>SHE SO WANTS IT.
>Your tongue that is.
>In her mouth.
>Kissing sure is strange to your adolescent mind.
>Time to make the move.
“Well, if you really want to find out…”
>She slowly turns her head towards yours and affixes her gaze upon your own.
>The cute blush and innocent smile still on her face.
>You can’t help but to admire her pretty face.
>The little curl in her mane.
>Her sparkling white coat.
>How the sun reflected off her blue eyes in a brilliant display.
>You could just get lost in it- wait where the fuck did it go?
 
>The reflection that was once present is no more.
>That is to say, the sun just up and fucking left the sky.
>The sun has set and it is now twilight.
>Oh hell naw.
>You quickly turn around out of paranoia, eyes darting back and forth.
>She was almost certainly watching you from somewhere.
>This just reeked of conspiracies.
>It doesn’t take Twinkleshine long to figure out what has your attention.
>“What? How’d it get this late so fast?”
>What a fucking mystery.
>You turn your attention back to your date.
>“I’m sorry Anonymous, but my dad told me to be home by sunset. If I don’t get back soon he’ll have my cutie mark for this!”
>Damn it.
“Can’t even stay for five more minutes? For me?”
>Come on please work please please
>“Sorry Anonymous, really! But I have to get home as quick as possible.”
>Yup, she was in full panic mode now.
>Her dad was gonna beat her ass for sure.
>Time to abort the mission.
“Alright then…”
>You can’t help but sigh.
“My mom wanted me home by sunset too anyways. Until later then?”
>“Definitely,” she says, having regained some of her composure.
>She shoots you a quick smile before hopping off the bench.
>You watch her as she gallops away, asking herself how she managed to lose track of time.
>It was a question you knew the answer to.
>Standing up, you start to reluctantly head in the opposite direction Twinkleshine left in.
>It takes a solid thirty minutes for you to reach your home.
>Canterlot Castle.
 
>Closing the grand double doors behind you, you turn around and formally enter the main chamber.
>There atop the stairs, sits Princess Celestia, looking down on you.
“Hi mom.”
>You say as plainly as possible
>“Last I checked, you were supposed to be home by sunset.”
>She was using her typical upset mother voice on you.
>Time to call her out on her bullshit.
“And last I checked, it wasn’t supposed to be sunset for another hour.”
>“You should know better than to actually rely on the times listed in the newspaper.”
>Right. Who provides those times by the way?
>She does, that’s who.
“So you’re saying you had nothing to do with the fact that the sun shot down below the horizon in less than five seconds?”
>“Now why would I do that?”
>There’s no irritation in her voice now or anything, she’s just playing innocent.
>She is literally just fucking with you now isn’t she?
>The last thing you want to do however, is actually admit that you were about to do the tongue-tango with somep0ny.
>Clearly she didn’t want you getting intimate in any way with a mare.
>The bitch.
>Wait no, that’s your mom dude. Not cool.
“Well, you just so happen to be the only one capable of moving the sun, so I think it’s safe to assume you had something to do with it.”
>She starts to laugh.
>You are full of so much angsty teenage anger right now it’s unreal.
>“Anon, are you implying I would misuse my powers for some childish reason?”
>Yes actually.
 
“How’d you do it, huh? Were you using that telescope on the top of the castle? I bet you were you liar.”
>She just tut-tuts at you.
>“Son, now that would be just ridiculous.”
>Suddenly her gaze narrows on you and her voice becomes serious.
>Slowly, she starts descending the stairs.
>”Unless, you were about to do something you wouldn’t want me to see.”
“Like me about to makeout with my marefriend?”
>Hand, meet mouth. Mouth, meet shut the fuck up.
>That was NOT supposed to exit your gaping hole just now.
>Celestia’s brow furrows even more.
“You weren’t supposed to hear about that.”
>She shakes her head in disappointment.
>“Oh Anonymous…”
“Oh come on! What’s the big deal?”
>All of a sudden you feel weightless.
>Yup, Celestia’s lifting you with her magic.
>You feel like a five year old again.
>”I’ve told you time and time again, You’re too young to be in a relationship, Anonymous. You’ll just have to wait until you’re one hundred and eight like I did.”
>She starts carrying you towards your room.
>Guess you won’t be seeing Twinkleshine for a while.
“Mom, please. At least let me keep some of my dignity.”
>Your pleas go ignored as you’re eventually brought into your room and dropped off inside.
>After landing on your ass, you stand up and move towards Celestia.
“Mom, seriously! You’re being unreasonable!”
>“Anonymous, you’re just not mature enough to be in any kind of romantic relationship right now.”
>Oh please, you were so mature.
“MOOOM, THAT’S NOT FAIIIR!!”
>Case in point.
>As she exits your room and closes the door behind her, you don’t hear her whisper under her breath.
>”Besides, nop0ny’s good enough for you anyways."