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>”Well, lookie here, its prince charming.”
>You groan, dusting some dried mud off your shoulders.
>”And here he is with his regal bearing.”
>Shining keeps poking at you.
>You magic off some dirt, and fling it at Shiny.
>”Hey!” He jumps, brushing off the dirt.
>”I’m named Shining Armor for a reason, Anon.”
>”Yeah, and I go around preaching religion.”
>”What?”
>”Because, I’m A-nun!”
>The two of you laugh before shooting each other with finger pistols.
>Hoof pistols?
>”But seriously, get to shower, you reek.”
>”You are a mind reader, Shiny.”
 
>That night, you lay on your bed, thinking.
>Where else could mud get into?
>Also, where are you going with Cadance?
>You mean, she’s a pony, and all.
>And you’re a… well, whatever the fuck you are.
>And you were never into that inter-species thing.
>A ball hits your head.
>Shining, and all of his ballsy moves.
>”Anon, you’re deep in thought, aren’t you?”
>”How did you know?”
>”You started drooling.”
>Suddenly, mom.
 
>”Anon! You know what to do tomorrow, right?”
>”It’s Saturday, mom, nothing.”
>”Nope! You’re taking Twilight to her lessons.”
>Twilight.
>Oh you backstabbing bitch.
>”Fiiiineeeeee.” You sigh, going back to your pillow.
>Mom glances to you and Shining.
>”Was Anon thinking deeply again?”
>”Yep.”
>”How the heck.”
>”Oh, it’s easy dear, you have a small puddle of spit there.”
>Fucking ponies.
 
>Next day.
>You let Twilight hop onto your back, having her front hooves around your neck.
>You put on your own saddle bag, which is filled with Twilight’s stuff.
>Because you were cool like that.
>You kick open the front door, much to mom’s dismay.
>It is a sunny day.
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>You suddenly hear music.
>Fucking pony magic, you tell yourself.
>You pass the nicely trimmed grass in front of your house, and your fence.
>You wave to your neighbor.
>Is that drum you’re hearing?
>You walk along the sidewalk, creating a beat.
>You side step a little, causing Twilight to giggle in joy.
>You smile, and trot off.
>It’s about few minutes to the lesson centre, so you don’t make much haste.
>You say hello, or good morning to the passing ponies, while Twilight blasts the birds.
>Something about bees stinging them and causing pregnancy.
>You fucking love this filly.
>Not in *that* sense.
>Twilight hums and giggles more, before having her horn glow.
>That can’t be good.
>SUDDENLY FUCKING PORTAL
>The purple orb consumes you.
>TRIPPY MUSIC
>You emerge, mostly unscathed, Twilight still giggling.
>Oh you little fucker you.
>You stop by the candy store, to pick up a candy cane for the two of you.
>For some reason, she picked up your liking for mint.
>The two of you chew and grind on the candy, making obscene noises.
>”Anon! We’re going to be late!”
>You glance at your poorly drawn watch.
>Then you lick your finger, feeling the wind.
>Oh shit.
>You ARE LATE
>You start to run, laughing and tumbling along with Twilight.
>You can see the centre now.
>You stop in front of the front gate, crouching to let Twilight down.
>You produce a large text book and hand it over to Twilight.
>”Okay, there we go, sis.”
>She pouts at you, still chewing her candy.
>”You won’t walk me over to the door?”
>She frowns, and WHY IS THERE VIOLINS?
>All your feels.
>”Fine.” You smile, ruffling her mane.
>You walk her over, open the door, and let her in.
>As you walk away, you can hear Twilight calling for you.
>”ANON!”
>”Yeah?” You reply, turning.
>”YOU’RE MY BE-BE-BE-EFF-EFF!”
>What the hell does that mean.
>Must be some sort of a racial slur.
>No, Twilight’s too young for that.
>”What?”
>”Big Brother Best Friend Forever!”
>Then she quickly rushes in.
>You smile, and continue walking back.
>Oh look, the music stopped.
 
>You have your own way back, which probably involved a lot of sidewalks and walking.
>On the side.
>”Anon?”
>That voice.
>You turn, to see the pink Pegasus unicorn.
>”Cadance? What are you doing here?”
>”I live here?”
>Oh right, Twilight studies in the Canterlot Archives.
>Quick, what do you say?
>”I like French toast.”
>WHAT.
>YOU LIKE FILLIDELPIHAN TOAST, YOU TWIT.
>WHAT THE HELL IS A FRANCE ANYWAY.
>”Really? I was just going to go grab some breakfast. Wanna join?”
>You smile, diverting her attention from you reaching for your pockets.
>That’s… fifteen bits.
>”Sure! We’re good.”
>You are so broke after this.
>Why can’t Equestria have lighter money?
>Like- paper or something.
>But that do sound pretty stupid.
>Maybe you shouldn’t have bought that candy cane.
>Screw that, you’ll just eat little.
 
>Riiiiight?
>”I want the double large pancakes with extra syrup. Don’t forget the butter.”
>The waitress flinches a little, before turning to Cadance.
>”What will you have, your majesty?”
>”Oh, I’ll just have the usual.”
>The waitress flinches again, before going into the counter.
>”WE GOT TWO ORDERS FOR KING ARTHUR’S JIZZ, DON’T FORGET THE BUTTER!”
>You turn to Cadance.
>Two orders?
>Jizz?
>”You lovable pony.” You grin.
>”What? Pancakes are great.”
>She looks away, smiling.
>Your order comes up, and you have a burning question.
>”So why did you call it jizz?” You ask, turning to the waitress.
>”Oh, there’s a story behind it, sweetie.” She winks at you.
>Shit.
>Whatever, you’re hungry.
>”What’s wrong Anon, not too happy about jizz?” Cadance looks at you with that playful grin.
>She starts licking the syrup, still making eye contact.
>Words cannot describe how shocked you are.
>”It… tastes fine to me.” She keeps her poker face.
>There is an awkward silence of about ten seconds, before the two of you burst out laughing.
>You stop, before noticing a blush on Cadance.
>”Let’s… not do that again.” She whispers weary of the other ponies staring.
>Too late.
>You hover a banana to you, slowly peeling it.
>You keep your eye on hers, as you slowly thrust the fruit into your mouth.
>You then take a bite, chewing slowly.
>You stop, noticing Cadance blushing heavily.
>”Well, uhm.” You clear your throat, trying to salvage the situation.
>”Yeah, let’s not do that again.”
>And then things get boring.
>Also, you need to pay for that banana.
>Two bits, what the fuck.
>You and Cadance quickly finish up your pancakes, before heading out.
>The waitress even gave you a discount.
>Something about the royalty and their consorts.
>Cadance jumps at this statement.
>But you only paid ten bits, so you’re cool.
 
>Upon hearing the exit door bell, you follow Cadance in her walk.
>”So, what now?”
>”Not sure, Anon, I was just going for a stroll.”
>Until you showed up.
>”Well, I need to do things before Twilight ends her class, so- can I join you?”
>”Sure.”
>She motions you to follow.
>Soon, you are in the Canterlot castle gardens.
>Damn, how many gardeners do they have?”
>”Lovely sight, isn’t it, Anon?” She takes in all of the sight.
>”Yeah.”
>Guess having a castle built on the mountain side was a great plan.
>Unless someone toppled the supports.
>That would suck.
>”I suppose, but then I have a lovelier sight right here.”
>Cadance looks to you in surprise, blushing.
>”LIKE THIS CACTUS!” You rush over to the arid plant.
>”Who knew likes of these grew here?”
>You turn to Cadance, who is still tinted red.
>”Hey. You alright?” You look to her, and she recoils.
>”Oh yeah- just fine.” Why does she sound so-
 
>Oh shit.
>You get it now.
>You would have never guessed-
>Then you recall the first time she got here.
>She is totally into you!
>Yeah, thanks a lot, Captain Obvious.
>No problem, Sergeant Sarcasm.
>Do I get to speak?
>No, shut up, Private Pity.
>You decide to break the ice there, and walk along the gardens.
>”Well, I thought we were going for a walk?” You ask, giving her a confident smile.
>She silently follows you.
>Fifteen minutes in, she hasn’t said a word.
>Well.
>You like her too, don’t you, you little prick?
>What are you waiting for?
>You are now walking by the pony-made pond in the garden.
>It has the loveliest lotuses during this time of year.
>God, you’re going gay.
>You look over the water, catching glimpses of fishes under it.
>Most of it is blocked by your own reflection; damn the sun is really up today.
>You glance over to Cadance, who is silently eyeing a rose.
>”Hey, Cadance. I found another lovely thing.” You motion her over.
>You sit by the pond, looking down.
>Cadance reluctantly comes over.
>”The lotuses, I suppose they’re nice.”
>”No, no, here.” You point at the waters right by you.
>She comes up and sits next to you, looking down.
>”Where?”
>She looks over the water with you.
>Now there’s two reflections.
>”Riiight- there.” You point at her reflection, which elicited a gasp from her.
>”Wait, something’s off.” You stand up.
>Cadance is still looking over her reflection.
>You go to the rose bush, picking the rose Cadance was eyeing.
>It was in full bloom, glimmering with a slightly darker crimson compared to the rest.
>You peel off the pricks, using a spell to bring out a small knife.
>Combat 101.
>You turn, and you notice something.
>THAT’S ONE FINE ASS
>Shut up, penis.
>She doesn’t have a cutie mark yet.
 
>You sneak over to Cadance, and place the rose on her right ear- right on the small gap between her head and the ear.
>She gasps again, looking at herself.
>You join her reflection.
>You create a square over her picture with your fingers.
>”aaaand, perfect.”
>You sit back, as Cadance turns to you.
>”You really are beautiful.” You whisper
>You give her a smile, which led to the same from her.
>She slowly makes her way to you, one step at a time.
>Soon, she’s right on your face.
>You can feel each other’s breath, getting heavier- with that hint of syrup.
>She closes her eyes, and leans in.
>You close yours and do the same.
>You had to turn your head a bit to prevent your nose getting in the way.
>After what it feels like an eternity, you can feel the soft caress of another lip on yours.
>Being the virgin you are, you had no fucking clue.
>You lick your lips a little, accidentally feeling the inner lip of her.
>You then taste something, not quite syrup.
>It is comforting.
>You then pull away, and open your eyes.
>Cadance is staring at you, with an air of nervousness.
>She then lets out a small squee, before flying away.
>You’re just sitting there, like an idiot.
>That was your first kiss.
>You feel your lips, trying to relive that feeling again.
 
>Yep, still an idiot.