>Be Flash Sentry
>Canterlot High's supreme playboy/ superstar football player/ cool kid
>It had been a long, slow crawl to the top of the high school hierarchy
>It was only through with a mixture of luck, good friends, good looks, good genetics, and the ability to talk nearly every girl out of their panties that you were where you are today
>And today was going to be the highlight of your high school career
>In front of you were the Dazzlings
>They were the school's newest bad girls
>And if your history with women was any indication you liked you some bad girls
>The badder the better
>Usually you'd work your charm on one of them to get the whole Women Slayer some action but you felt lucky today
>While banging one of the Dazzlings would have probably been AWESOME why not try for two or even all of them
>At
>The
>Same 
>Time?
>So there you were in the cafeteria, sitting on the other end of the table from those fine, bangable ladies, working your Bradical charm with your perfect smile on your face
"...So how about it ladies?" you asked, slicking the do back. "I'll give you three a night you'll never forget."
>While most girls would have been put off by a male not only asking them for casual sex but a fourway you were on your A game today
>Which meant that instead of getting yelled at or slapped or getting called a pig and THEN slapped you could see that they were considering it
>...well, that sex queen Adagio and that walking ass Aria were thinking about it
>Sonata, aka the girl with one of the best bods in this school, was humming a little tune to herself as she...
>Colored in a coloring book?
>...Whatever
>You weren't in this for a girl with brains...
>Aria, with her arms crossed, snorted as she looked you up and down. "A night we'll never forget huh?" she muttered. "I really doubt THAT..."
>You turned to see that just like Aria, Adagio was looking you over
>But this look was calculating, almost hungry
>Aw yeah!
>Daddy's gonna crush some puss in the foreseeable future!
>"Now, now, let's not dismiss him outright, Aria," the poof said, resting her chin in her hands. "Many wouldn't even dare to suggest such a thing to ANYONE."
>She smirked
>"If nothing else such... brazenness should be acknowledged."
>You opened your mouth to lay on a bit more of the charm but she silenced you with a raised eyebrow
>Unf
>You bet this chick was a MONSTER in the sack...
>"That being said, actions speak louder than words. If you want to impress us then you're going to have to do a lot more than just talk."
>Oh... now you get it
"So you guys want me to do... something?"
>Finally, Sonata looked up from her coloring book
>"Ooh, ooh! It'd be like that super strong guy doing those trials!"
>Aria and Adagio exchange looks before they both grinned
>"You mean HERCULES, dummy," Aria said before leaning toward you
>Your eyes wandered downward, taking in the revealing bit of skin she showed off as she squeezed her tits together
>"But yeah. If ol' Flashy here wants us to CONSIDER his offer he needs to do something to impress us."
>"The hero needs to complete a trial to win the goddesses affection, yes," Adagio added with a nod. "I couldn't put it better myself, Sotana."
>While the blue-haired girl let out a squee you were doing your best to keep a straight face
>All you had to do was some "feat" to get in their pants?
>Pfff
>Easy as pie
>Grinning, you lean back in your seat
"And what would you fine, fine ladies want for ol' Flash to do for ya?" you asked putting your arms behind your head
>All three of the girls' eyes narrow and they hum thoughtfully
>They started looking around the cafeteria, looking for something
>As they did so a thought came to your mind
>What if what they wanted you to do wasn't the most... LEGAL thing?
>Or worse, what if they wanted you to do something that'd make you look like a chump?
>...Fuck it
>You had already made the decision
>You were GETTING in a four way with these chicks or you were gonna die trying!
>...But hopefully Sonata picked the thing that you needed to do
>PleasebeSonataPleasebeSonataPleasebeSo
>"Hey!" Sonata cried. "Why don't you go challenge Anon over there to a game of basketball?"
>Wat?
>You spin around in your chair and look around the room
>There, sitting by himself eating what looked like a peanut butter sandwich, was Anonymous
>A nice kid
>He was kind of quiet, and a little bit weird, but still a nice kid
>You really didn't know the guy all that well, what with you being a cool kid and Anon being... Anon but you had no problem with him
>Turning around you see Aria and Adagio looking at Sonata in irritation and anger
>"Why the hell would you want him to go and ask Anon to play basketball you clutz?" Aria demanded, slapping Sonata on the back of the head. "We could get this dumb ass to do whatever we wanted!"
>...Alright...
>One, that wasn't very nice
>And two, they PROBABLY couldn't get you do anything they wanted
>You were a man with a little self respect
>...That being said, if Aria gave head like you thought she did...
>The taco lover puffed her cheeks out as she rubbed her head
>"I just thought that since Anon always has that basketball stuff on he might be--"
>Shit
>Alright Flash
>Boobs McGee just gave you the perfect out
>If you acted fast enough you could get over there and challenge Anon to a basketball game before the other girls thought of something else for you do to
>Clearing your throat to get the Dazzlings attention you stand up
"I think that that's a great idea, Sonata. I'll go and ask Anon right now!"
>Aria tried to say something but you were already gone, walking toward poor, unsuspecting Anon with the purpose of a man that was THIS close to fucking three girls at the same time
>Hopefully
>You felt a little bad for doing this to the poor kid but it couldn't be helped
>It was nothing personal
>In fact, after the fact when you explain it to him you're sure he'll be fine with it
>You could even throw him a bone and get Trixie or CloudChaser to throw him some tail
>Guy like that probably needs some more pussy in his life
>It'll be a win-win situation for everyone involved
>As you got closer to Anon you noticed a couple of things
>The guy seemed to be a real fan of Space Jam of all things
>He had a Space Jam lunch lunch box, a Space Jam thermos, he even had a Space Jam tie on
>...Why Space Jam?
>You hadn't seen that movie in years but you don't remember it being all that good
>...Whatever
>Like you said before Anon was kind of a weirdo
>So you really shouldn't be all that surprised that he liked a shitty movie from the nineties...
>You shouldn't even be bothering asking useless questions like that
>What you needed to be doing was thinking of a way to get Anon to agree to play a round of basketball so you could get some sweet ass all up in your face!
"Hey Anon, how's it going buddy?" you asked, sitting down next to him
>Anon looked up from his sandwich
>"Oh hey Flash," he said, putting his PB and J down and turning toward you. "I'm doing alright. How're you doing?"
"I'm doing good buddy, I'm doing good..."
>You wrack your brain, trying to think of a good way to 'challenge' him
>Idea~!
"Say... I can see that you like Space Jam huh?"
>Anon's eyes light up
>"You betcha!" he chirps. "Space Jam's the greatest movie ever made!"
"Really?"
>"Yep," he said with a nod, visibly getting more excited by the second."I've seen it a hundred and thirty-seven times and I haven't got tired of it yet!"
>A hundred and thirty- seven...
>Jesus Christ...
>It was official
>Anon NEEDED to get laid
>You were going to make sure of it
>Hopefully if he got his dick wet he wouldn't go crazy and shoot the fucking school or some shit like that...
>Because watching a movie that many times was some crazy, school shooter shit if you've ever heard it
>The smile on your face twitched as you wrapped an arm around around the green weirdo
"Hey man, I was wondering if you wanted to play a little basketball after school if you weren't doing anything."
>Anon blinked
>"...Well, I don't think I have anything important to do today and I'd be happy to play basketball with you, Flash," he said, sounding puzzled. "But why ask me? It's not like we talk all that much..."
>The two of you don't talk at all but whatever
>You have him invested in the conversation!
>Alright Flash, time to sell it!
"Well, Anon, buddy, I was just thinking that the two of us really haven't gotten to know each other over the years and I kind of regret that. You seem like a good guy and I'd think that you'd be a good friend."
>Yeah, really sprinkle in the complements
>If you keep doing that and Anon DOES shoot up the school then he might not try to go after you
"And since I can see that you're a big fan of Space Jam I thought you'd be really into basketball, so I figured you'd be up for a game. You know how people bond over sports and stuff."
>Still smiling you nudge him in the ribs
"I can even make sure that a couple of girls are watching, it you know what I'd saying..."
>For the longest time Anon just started at you thoughtfully, his eyes scanning your face
>Please don't have a gun right now...
>Pleasedon'thaveagunrightno--
>"Sure!"
>You blinked
"...Really?"
>Patting you on the back, Anon turned back toward his sandwich and picked it up
>"Yeah. If you really want to play a game of basketball against me I'd be happy to accept, Flash."
>Taking a big bite out of his sandwich he looked back at you
>"It's been awhile since I've played against someone anyway."
>Though you were all smiles on the outside on the inside you were rubbing your hands together like birdman
>Yes...
>Oh fuck yes...
>Word quickly spread throughout the school about what was going on
>Your squad was informed of the situation, texts and snapchats were sent out, and the gram was blown up
>So it was of little surprise that after school was all said and done and you were in the gymnasium there was a crowd in the stands
>Some of them were your legion of side chicks that you banged on the down low
>Some of them were just bored teenagers that wanted to watch you beat the hell out of Anon on this thursday afternoon
>Ever were even a few haters quietly wishing that the impossible would happen and Anon would actually beat you
>All of them were here for a single purpose however
>To watch you ball your ass off
>Sitting right up front where your soon to be fuck buddies
>Adagio and Aria seemed to be a little peeved with how this all turned out but you could see by the looks on their faces that they were stuck between a rock and a hard place
>To your amusement Sotana appeared to have made a GO ANON sign and was waving it around while you all waited to the man of the hour to arrive
>While you waited you conversed with the squad
>Specifically with your group's token black guy Sandalwood
>"I know that you're just trying to get some pussy, Flash, but don't kick the shit out of Anon too hard," he said, looking down at you disapprovingly
>Sandalwood didn't really like what you were doing with Anon
>The guy was a real softie, and he couldn't stand when other people got bullied for whatever
>So, since he was one of the biggest motherfuckers in school, he made it a point to "make sure" that shit like bullying and rumors and stepping on the little guy didn't happen
>You waving him off, staring at the door
"Don't worry about it man. I'll make us both look good," you say, beginning to stretch. "By the end of this Anon's going to be drowning in the bitches."
>Still frowning, Sandal looked over at the door
>"You sure that he's even coming?"
"Yep. Anon doesn't seem like the type of guy that would flake on something like this. Not with how many people are here."
>Speak of the devil and he shall appear, because not two seconds later the gym doors were thrown open, revealing a bright eyed and bushy tailed Anonymous
>He had changed out of his regular suit, only wearing a black undershirt, some sneakers, and shorts
>To your surprise Anon actually looked pretty cut without his trademark outfit
>Not big enough that he was hitting the weights all the time, but he looked big enough that you could tell that he worked out
>You could hear some of the girls giggling and whistling as he jogged over to you, a duffle bag in hand
>"Sorry about the wait. It always takes forever to get out of regular clothes."
>Stopping a few feet from you Anon turned toward the crowd
>"Huh... You weren't kidding about bringing a few girls to watch huh?
>Chuckling, you patted him on the back as he set his duffel bag down
"Yeah, I told a few girls and they told some people and they told some people. I hope that that's alright?"
>Squatting down Anon unzipped his bag and pulled out a pair of goggles
>You and your squad couldn't help but snort as you saw that they were Slam Jam themed goggles
>The snickers and quiet laughter only increased when he pulled out fuzzy arm bands and a headband with bugs bunny on it
>"Oh it's fine," Anon said, donning his "gear". "Hey, you mind if I stretch a little before we start? I don't want to pull anything."
"You take all the time you need buddy," you said. "Me and Sandal over here are gonna go over there and wait for ya."
>All of your squad except Sandalwood, all of them laughing, made their way over to the stands as you and Sandal walked over to the ball that you had laid down near the foul line
"Man is this gonna be a riot," you say, laughing quietly to yourself as you leaned down and picked up the ball. "Hey, Sandal, you wanna be our ref for this match?"
>Looking at Anon, who was doing jumping jacks of all things, Sandal turned back to you and nodded
>"Yeah... I'll ref for you man. I'm not gonna like it but I'll ref for ya."
>Great
>Now you just had to sit back and wait for the slaughter to begin
>It takes a couple minutes for Anon to warm up but that was fine
>The whole time he was doing his thing you were standing there imagining how your four way was gonna go
>You bet it was going to be great, awesome even
>Something that you'd be telling your illegitimate grandchildren about
>"Alright, I'm ready," Anon said, jogging over to the two of you. "Are we playing half court or full court?"
"We'll play half court to twenty points. Sandlewood will ref for us," you say, dribbling the ball. "That sound good to you?"
>Anon nods and the two of you quickly get into position
>Being the nice guy that you were you decided to let Anon have the ball first
>The second that the two of you got to that foul line the crowd started up
>Yelling, chanting, chatting erupted until all that you could heard was noise
"You ready, Anon?" you asked
>"Yep, do your best, Flash," he answered
>Smirking, you bouncing the ball towards him and took a step back
"Alright, buddy, why don't--"
>You don't have any time to react as Anon drops back and shoots the three point
>He form is perfect, his wrists snap up like they're supposed to, and there's this... look in his eyes as he stares at the basket
>Like he was willing the ball toward it
>You and about a hundred other people could only watch as the ball arched perfectly in the air before going through the basket with a swoosh
>All of your jaws drop as the ball hits the court heavily, rolling toward the two of you
>"Three for me," Anon said, walking past you and grabbing the ball. "It's your ball."
>...Alright
>Anon got a lucky throw in
>Awesome
>Now it wouldn't look like you were playing Anon just to use him as a punching bag...
>Giving your head a shake you step outside of the foul line
"Good throw buddy," you said, squatting down. "It looks like I'm going to have to give you my A team huh?"
>Smiling, Anon passes you the ball
>Catching it you begin to dribble back and forth, expertly passing it to both of your hands
>Alright, time to give these people a show!
>You darted forward, ready to fake your opponent out before scoring with a layup, but, to your surprise and horror, Anon was faster
>You made it about two steps before Anon was right in your face, a crazy look in his eyes
>Surprised, you reeled back, trying to dribble the ball to your other hand, when Anon swiped it from you
>Dribbling the ball so fast that it might as well have been a blur he then spun around you
>Growling, you raced after him to get the ball back, your natural competitiveness kicking in
>You tried to bulldoze the smaller man, tried to swipe the ball out of his hands just like he had with you, but Anon just dribbled around your clumsy defense
>Taking a big step forward he passed the ball to his left hand
>Thinking that he was going left you took a big step forward yourself
>To your surprise Anon had already shifted to his right and was running past you
>Swearing, you tried to follow his movements, only for the unthinkable to happen
>Your knees slapped together and with a yelp you hit the ground
>The mighty Flash Sentry got his ankles broken by the Space Jam weirdo
>Your humiliation only increased because, as you were falling, you got to watch as Anon ran over to the hoop and, with an impossible jump, dunked the ball
>...
>...
>...
>Holy fucking shit...
>With a roar Anon landed heavily onto the earth
>"THIS IS MY FUCKING HOUSE!" he yelled, sounding a hell of lot blacker than he had just a minutes ago, pounding his chest with a fist. "THIS IS MY MOTHERFUCKING HOUSE NIGGA!"
>Sandalwood, a guy who would knock ANYONE that said the n word out without a second thought, didn't even move as Anonymous looked over to you
>He, like the rest of you, was too busy picking his jaw off the floor
>"THIS AIN'T SUNDAY SCHOOL YOU SONIC HAIR WEARING MOTHERFUCKER! THIS IS MY HOUSE! MY FUCKING HOUSE!"
>You grunted as Anon picked up the ball and THREW it at you
>With madness in his eyes he walked over and pointed at the hoop
>"YOU AIN'T GETTIN' ONE BOY! YOU AIN'T GETTIN' ONE IN MY MOTHERFUCKING HOUSE!"
>Aria Blaze, the Ass Master, closed her eyes
>A look of complete euphoria came across her face as she touched both of her cheeks
>"WHOO! Yeah Anon!" Sonata yelled, waving her sign like a mad women. "You score all of those touchdowns!"
>Even Adagio looked delighted with the turn of events, crossing her arms as she made herself comfortable
>...
>...
>...
>Wow...
>You never knew that your asshole could pucker quite that tightly...
>You jumped as Anon suddenly appeared in your face once more
>"LET'S GO PETER PAN! I DON'T WANNA FUCKING STAND AROUND ALL DAY! I GOT MORE IMPORTANT THINGS TO BE DOIN'!"
>Snatching the ball out of your hands, he got into position
>"LIKE FUCKING YOUR BITCH FOR ONE! WHOO! LET'S GET THIS SLAM JAM GOIN' ON!"
>The rest of the game thereafter was a blur
>You would have liked to have said that you hang in there
>You would have liked to have said that you gave as good as you got
>But that wasn't what happened
>It wasn't even close
>Anon dribbled like "pistol" Pete Maravich
>He made lay ups like Magic Johnson
>He shot like Larry Bird
>He blocked like Hakeem Olajuwon
>He dunked like Jordan
>He even called you a nigger over forty times
>And that's terrible
>You couldn't score on the guy, you couldn't steal the ball from him, you couldn't get a rebound, and you most certainly couldn't stop him from scoring anywhere on the court
>It was infuriating
>You were one of the most athletic kids in the school!
>You were bigger and probably stronger than this green dork!
>And right now he was making you look like the biggest chump in the world
>And that wasn't even the worst part
>As the massacre that was this game raged on the crowd quickly started cheering for Anon and started shitting all over you
>You could hear the Slam Jam theme song being played from dozens of phones as cheers for your demise grew in volume and strength
>Every time Anon scored you could feel your popularity an alphaness diminishing
>Every time he stole the ball from you or dunked your dick felt just a little bit smaller
>This was supposed to be an easy game!
>You were supposed to beat Anon, fuck those three Dazzling bitches, and slide some puss to this headband wearing, dumb goggles totting motherfucker!
>You weren't supposed to get your ass handed to you!
>Not by Anonymous!
>It felt like you were trapped in a nightmare that you couldn't wake up from...
>But, even though you were getting the shit kicked out of you, you weren't going to go out without a fight
>Papa didn't raise no pansy
>If you weren't going to fucking win then you were AT LEAST going to score ONCE
>Fuck your reputation
>Fuck getting pussy
>Fuck all of that
>YOU WERE GETTING TWO POINTS!
>There was sweat dripping from your face as you ran to the corner of the court with the ball in hand
>Anon was in hot pursuit
>Your eyes darted toward the hoop
>Fuckingthrowitnowgoddamit!
>You didn't have time to set up for a proper shot so, with a quick prayer to whoever was listening, you turn and shoot
>To your surprise Anon wasn't there to snatch it out of the air or slap it back down to earth
>You, the crowd, and the big guy in the sky watched as that ball flew through the air toward the hoop
>Though your throw was shit it looked like, against all odds, it was going to go in
>It was going to go in!
"Get in there you bitch!" you roar
>You could feel excitement twisting your gut as the ball arched perfectly
>This was it!!
>You were gonna get your two points!
>As focused on the ball as you were you didn't notice Anon sprinting toward the hoop
>With a growl he launched himself into the air and grabbed into the rim
>With a grunt he hoisted himself up into the air just as the ball sped toward the hoop
SLAP!
>A part of you dies as Anon slaps the ball back to the earth with a roar
>"YOU AIN'T GETTIN' ONE!" he yelled, letting go of the hoop as the ball flew past you. "YOU AIN'T GETTIN' ONE!"
>...There is no hope
>There is no hope at all
>You let yourself fall down to your knees as Anon trots past you to go and fetch the ball
>While he was doing that you quietly think of what the ramifications of this little game were going to be
>There was no way that you were going to be able to show your face in public for a while
>And don't even think about getting laid by any cuties for a long while...
>...
>...
>...
>You shouldn't have done this
>You never should have flown so close to the sun
>Cause you got burned
>You got burned bad
>Sandalwood, your only friend in this hell, walked over and stood by your side
>"Alright. It's eighteen to... zero. Flash, you get the ball again since Anon knocked it out of bounds."
>You don't react as he leans down and pulls you to your feet
>"Come on man. It's almost over."
>You nod slowly, wiping the sweat from your face
>He was right
>This hell was almost over
>...It was almost over...
>Turning around you see that Anon, who only looked a little out of breath, was already standing there with ball in hand
>He passed the ball to you
>You, in a haze, barely managed to catch the ball
>Anon, going for the kill, charged toward you
>You just stand there as he snatched the ball out of your hand
>The crowd is on their feet as Anon throws the ball underhanded at the backboard
>It bounces off the thing with a thunderous bang just as Anon jumps high into the air
>There's a small smile on your face as you watch your opponent stick out his tongue like the king himself
>There was a certain grace and beauty about it
>Almost like watching a sunrise...
>Snatching the ball out of the air Anon lifted it over his head and, coming down, dunked that motherfucker one last time
>The backboard shakes and the hoop rattles as he swings on the thing, letting out a yell as the crowd cheered
>"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
>The stands clear as Anon drops to the ground and throws his hands up into the air with a little hop
>Sandalwood placed a hand on your shoulder as a crowd surrounded Anon, the sounds of laughter and excited chatted filling the air
>Your friend takes a deep breath
>"Man... You got your fucking ass kicked."
>Your shoulders sag
"...Yes. Yes I did."
>The two of you watched as Anon pushed through the crowd towards you
>The hyper focused, borderline crazed look in his eyes was gone
>Walking toward you wasn't Anon the basketball god but Anon the odd ball that sat alone during lunch time
>The smile on his face wasn't even smug or cruel; he just looked genuinely happy to have played against you
>...
>Fuck!
>You weren't even salty...
>A small smile came to your face as Anon walks over and pats you on the back
>"Hey, that was a great game, Flash," he told you with no malice or treachery or sarcasm in his voice. "I had a lot of fun!"
>Your smile widens just a little bit
"I had a lot of fun too, Anon buddy."
>Welp, you might have gotten your ass kicked but at least Anon is getting some spotlight
>The little weirdo deserves it
>"Well, well, well how the mighty have fallen."
>You wince as you see the three Dazzlings walking over to you with smirks on their faces
>Oh boy
>Here we go...
>"Wow, Anon, you were REALLLLLY good," Sotana said, skipping past her... sisters? 
>"I did my best," Anon said, bashfully rubbing the back of his head
>Aria smirked
>"You did a hell of a lot better than boy wonder over here," she said, nudging her head toward you
>Adagio nodded, looking you up and down
>"Yes... yes he did."
>She waved you away
>"I hope that you know that your little "offer" is denied because of this right?"
>Your shoulders sink just that little bit more
"...Yeah... I know..."
>Welp, it looks like no four way for you...
>But...
"Why don't you guys have some fun with Anon then?" you asked. "He was the one that kicked the shit out of me. Doesn't that mean that he deserves a reward?"
>Aria and Adagio exchange glances as Sotana and Anon chat about something or another
>You might not be getting any Dazzling ass but that doesn't mean Anon can't
>"...He looks like he'd be an... interesting lay," Aria said with a cocked head
>"That he would," Adagio murmur, looking Anon up and down
>With a sigh and a smile you walk away from the little group
>You did all of the heavy lifting
>Now it was time for Anon to reap the benefits
>You better fuck those girl's brains out, Anon
>You fuck their brains out for your old pal Flash

>Be Anon
>It was sure fun playing basketball against Flash
>You usually don't get to play your favorite game with anyone all that often
>It was also real neat that Flash managed to get half of the school out here to watch you play!
>He was a real swell guy, there was no doubt about it
>You could already tell that the two of you were going to be some good ass friends!
>And furthermore--
>"Oh Anonymous?"
>You stop talking to Sotana about why your slams were slammy and your jams were jammy to look over at Adagio
>The head poof was walking over to you with a sway in her lips and half lidded eyes
>Aria was not far behind, the two two buttons of her shirt undone and her hands gliding along her sides
"Oh hey, Adagio, Aria, did you guys enjoy the show?"
>Both her and Aria giggled, both of them getting into your personal space
>"It was RIVETING watching you beat the tar out of that loser," Aria said, leaning up and whispering in your ear. "You were getting me all hot and bothered running around like you were~"
>Hot and bothered?
>It was getting kinda hot in here...
>Maybe she should take off her little jacket thing
>You were about to say so when Adagio wrapped an arm around you and pulled you against her
>"Hey Anon, me and the girls here were wondering if you were doing anything this weekend?" she asked in a low purr
>Scrunching up your nose you wracked your brain
"...No, I don't think so. My parents are gonna be gone the till next wednesday so I'm just going to be laying around the house doing nothing."
>You look at the two girls hanging on you
"Why?"
>You twitched as Adagio nuzzled your neck
>"Weeeeelll, we were wondering if you'd like the three of us to come to your house to keep you... ENTERTAINED."
>"Yeah," Aria added, hugging your arm against her chest. "The four of us could have "fun" all weekend."
>...Entertained?
>What did they mean...
>...
>...
>...
>OH
>Now you get it
>Your grin widens as you looked at all three of the girls
>Wrapping your arms around Aria and Adagio you give Sotana a wink before nodding
"You know what? I think I'd like that girls."
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J9FImc2LOr8 [Embed]
>Be Adagio Dazzle
>Anon's house was a lot bigger than you expected
> And in that big house easily the biggest room was the living room
>In that living room was a cream white sofa and a seventy inch 4k television
>You, Aria, Sonata, and Anon himself were sitting on the carpet in front of this enormous Tv
>Beside you were a stack of just bought pizzas and more liters of soda than you cared to mention along with some other snacks
>You were wearing a space jam onesie, sitting on a big pillow with Lola Bunny's face on it, and you had a Michael Jordan plush blanket wrapped around you
>Aria, who was sitting next to you, was decked out in the same but she had a tasmanian devil stuffed animal sitting in her lap
>Sotana and Anon had elected to share a blanket, Sotana leaning against Anon's chest with Anon holding her close
>...In a friendly way not a sexual one
>For some reason...
>You and your sisters were lookers; you weren't saying that to sound smug, you three just were
>Aria had an ass that would made porn stars green with envy
>Sotana had a pair of breast and a butt that other women would DIE to have
>And you had fucking hips for DAYS!
>DAYS!
>What what does this green idiot do when three gorgeous women ask him for a good time?
>HE THROWS A FUCKING PIZZA PARTY!
>A
>Pizza
>PARTY!
>A pizza party and a movie marathon
>And guess what was the first movie that you all got to watch?
>Fucking Space Jam
>Sitting next to the big TV were a stack of DVDs that the four of you were supposed to watch for the whole weekend
>Though Sotana looked like she was having the time of her life, nibbling on a piece of pizza, but you and Aria were not amused
>The two of you were not amused at all
>The two of you were just looking for a good fuck, not whatever this was!
>And NOW you couldn't even back out of because Sotana had INSISTED that the three of you stay with the stupidest man in existence for the weekend
>So there you were, more bemused than you had even been in your life, chewing on a piece of pizza as the opening credits for this stupid movie started up
>"This is the worst," Aria muttered beside you
"Shush up and watch the movie," you grumble, watching the screen with a sigh
>In front of you both Sotana and Anon are rocking back and forth with the movie's opening song
>"Is the black man going to slam, Anon?" Sotana asked, looking up at the green
>"He's gonna slam AND jam, Sotana," he answered, not taking his eyes off the screen
>For some reason you couldn't help but smile at that
>Beside you Aria was rocking back and forth with the song, holding her plush tightly
>Even you, to your horror, were beginning to bob your head with the beat
>...
>...
>...
>You were going to enjoy this weren't you?
>Frowning, you looked around the room before hugging your knees to your chest and taking another bite out of your pizza
>...
>...
>...
>Oh fucking damnit you were...
>Fucking Space Jam...