Spaghetti Sparkle 16
 
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>it's been five hours since the three of you were kicked out of the theater
>Blossomforth had plausible deniablity since she was in a different row
>the press took a couple of photos of you as you were being thrown out
>tomorrow, you'll probably be famous for being a stellar pimp
>Pinkie's reputation can't be harmed
>Twilight's will probably tank considerably
>you're ready to be there for her when it does
 
>you're on Twilight's couch once again
>she's in her recliner reading manga, too embarrassed to speak
>on the way back she almost threw up again
>to get her to stop, you picked her up in your arms and carried her home
>maybe the papers might write that you're a gentlemanly pimp too
 
>you walk over to Twilight's recliner and sit down next to her
>it's a tight fit because it's a recliner made for miniature equines
>she ends up just laying half of her body on your lap
>Twi:"Anon... I want to sleep alone tonight."
What? Why?
>Twi:"Kinda because I made you mad and I don't deserve you.
>Oh Twi, that's--
>Twi:"And... since we're getting more serious, I wanted to sleep alone one last time just to know what I never want to feel like again."
>you don't quite understand, but you nod anyway
You don't need to be like Pinkie to impress me sexually. Okay Twilight?
>Twi:"O-okay.
 
>you spend the rest of your time that night just rocking back and fourth in the recliner with Twilight
 
 
>sleeping on her couch is actually really nice
>when investing time and money watching anime, one must also have a good couch
>you're still a light sleeper and soon enough you have to get a drink of water
>you hear moans from Twilight's room
>you decide to ignore it, lest you be pulled into the fesivities
>you've decide that you'll finally have sex when you go to the Canterlot anime-com with Twilight
>that is, if she has all of her friends back by then
>you want to make sure the sexual experience really drives home the changes you've made in her
>you don't want her to relapse
>you love her too much for that
 
>getting a drink, you hear some words emanate form her room
>you know she's a talky one in bed
>her kitchen is spotless and in order
>you're so proud of her
>she doesn't have any refrigerated water, just tap
>Pony tapwater... gross
>you look around in her fridge
>she has shit tons of Ramune
>you're not one for soda in the night
>you look harder and find some hard lemonade
>not really your thing, but you know for sure it's not Twilight's thing
>she must have bought it for you
>she knew you liked alcohol but didn't know what kind
>it's the thought that counts and you take one
>you hear another group of words, unintelligible
>you decide you want to eavesdrop on it
 
 
>you approach her door, crouch, and situate your ear toward the festivities
>Twi:"hunnng.ah!ah ahthisisthelasttime..."
>you hear wet slapping you assume to be dildo related
>Twi:"mufhh.ah.no,this IStheLASTtimeItoldyou!"
>your heart drops
>she seems to be talking to somep0ny
>you've been cheated on before
>you're sweating
>no
>please no
>you listen some more
>you don't hear another pony grunting or anything though
>odd
>Twi:"itoldYOUgyaaaa~onii-chanthat~tisOVER~"
>Onii-chan... you've heard that before. It's the Japanese word for brother. You've heard Twilight say it before too. You just assumed that it was her pet name for her dildo.
>could it be that Shining Armor is in there fucking his sister?
>nah. doesn't seem likely
 
>she's starting to get close to cumming
>Twi:"onii...onii-onii-onii-onii-onii-onii-onii-onii-ONII-ONII-ONII-ONII-ONII!"
>you can hear her heavily breathing
>Twi:"You're finally gone, right? NO! Get out!"
>even if you weren't thirsty, you would have woken up to these yells
>she seems spooked
>you decide to protect your mare and bust in
 
 
Are you okay??!
>you open the door to see Twilight scrunched up in a ball in the corner of her bed
>beside her is a body pillow with a dildo strapped on
>you can't make out what is drawn on the pillow, but something is on there
>she's crying
>Twi:"ANON! I thought I told you NOT to come in here!"
What's going on??!
>she can't stop crying long enough to tell you
>you pick her up and bring her into the living room
>you set her down on the couch and sit next to her
 
>when she finally calms down she begins to tell you the whole story
>Twi:"Well... Anon. When you... hugged me and protected me from embarrassment at the video store a couple of months ago I... I..."
>she bursts into tears again
You got a crush on me right?
>Twi:"Well, yeah. But it goes farther than that Anon. I... went on the internet and found a bunch of...
>there's contempt in her voice
>Twi:"I found some people I asked for dating advice and they said I had..."
>she starts to sieze up and cry again
>Twi:"NO CHANCE! WAHH!"
>you hold her tight
 
 
>Twi:"When I... When I... found that out I... went to another site. They said that you can... can live out your fantasy person for real almost. It's called making a tulpa."
What's a tulpa?
>Twi:"It's like... an imaginary friend... but it has it's own consciousness and stuff. I made a tulpa of you, Anon. But it was before I really knew you, so he's not really like you but he looks like you."
>this is all really hard to take in
>you're starting to get angry
>Rainbow cheated on you because she could easily
>but this is different
>Twilight found a way
>you can't believe this
>Twi:"He... I named him Onii-chan... he won't go away. He just keeps staying around and I don't want him anymore I just want you! Anon! I just want you!"
>you get up
>you grab your coat
Twilight Sparkle, you can work on getting rid of that... tulpa all you want. However, I'm just not sure if this is going to work out. Between us, I mean.
>she's stopped breathing
>you open the door
Consider our relationship on hold.
 
>you could barely make it home through all the tears
 
~~~END PART 16~~~
 
Spaghetti Sparkle's version of events:
http://spaghettisparklechan.deviantart.com/journal/No-Subject-294557506