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</div><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="A_hasty_jump_at_the_call">A hasty jump at the call</span><a href="A_hasty_jump_at_the_call#/editor/1" title="Edit section: A hasty jump at the call" data-section="1" class="edit-page icon icon-32px icon-edit enabled">Edit</a></h3><div>
<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You know, in retrospect this might have been a BAD idea.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your first instinct in seeing some sort of small magic light show was to go down into the dark alley way behind your apartment complex.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Obviously it was because this was just like the start of a huge assortment of modern fantasy based stuff.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Of course you later realized that if this had ended up being something from a horror genre, you'd have been the first idiot who gets killed to introduce the monster.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Thankfully, you ended up with a semi-realistic looking version of a fictional character showing up down the alleyway. Juuuust before you hit uncanny valley territory, which was nice.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Wait... all six of you saw this happen? As in, secret's out I can't be subtle about this?&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You figure if it was anything like the movie you never got around to watching all the way through in one sitting, that was probably going to be inevitable anyways.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The purple girl places her face in her hands, apparently already annoyed with the situation.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You honestly thought she was lucky, she ended up with 6 witnesses that don't even need an explanation to what just transpired.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Through either dumb luck, or literally being attracted to six fans of the show living in the same complex, all six of you were... fans.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't like to call yourself a brony. You just didn't like the implications of it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;One of said &quot;fans&quot; just implied that maybe she could let them move into Equestria in exchange for their silence.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A good two or three of you glare at him in disgust... or at least because what he said was rather stupid.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight was flabbergasted.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I don't... WHAT?!&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before she has a chance to ask if that was a threat, you quickly correct him. Telling her to ignore him, as he's speaking with no tact at all, and that he meant to say that this was a fantastic opportunity.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hope she doesn't get mad, she could probably kick your ass if she wanted to.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The other nodded, trying to make up for the guy who probably wasn't the best person to be the voice of the group here.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Uh huh...&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looked at you with narrowed eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You explain that what you mean is that it's like when she goes into books with magic, only it'd probably be for a lot longer period of time.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pauses a bit to take in the implications of this.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright, I'm fiction to you, and you're all fans of our work. That... Okay it's a little bit creepy, but I'm sure that just makes things easier to work with.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Someone tried to mention how this was a common fantasy among fans, while another one basically tried to work with what Twilight said and expanded upon it, saying that not only would this make things easier on her, but they wouldn't even have to be introduced all that much since you all knew all sorts of things about her.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her reaction was about as calm as you could expect.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oooookay! I've got a better idea, maybe... Okay so first, please just... stop bringing up the fiction thing. It's incredibly sketchy and honestly I'm not quite sure how to feel about it.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nod, figuring you could just make a bit of a more subtle argument about it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Another fan basically tries to suggest maybe just trying to bring someone back with her and see how it goes. You're honestly glad at least someone else seems vaguely reasonable.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I literally just met you, I don't know how I could trust you to-&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;One of them tries to make his case by claiming that he'd be perfectly willing to give up everything he has, possibly even faking his own death to go with her. Fantastic.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...Okay! New plan, I'm just going to head back to the mirror, and I'll just break it on the other side, no need to worry about a thing!&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You reach out to stop her and end up getting pulled a bit as she tries to leave.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You try to apologize, then make your case.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You basically try to appeal to her interests by phrasing it as &quot;an experiment&quot; and that she could be missing out on a lot of information if she just cuts off this world to hers.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes a deep breath then sighs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I know what you're doing, you're using words you think will appeal to me. You really want to come along so badly? Fine. Whichever of you seems like you'd cause the least amount of damage, I might at least let you see what it's like on the other side.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You agree with the terms, stating that honestly it'd be much simpler to have this be a temporary trial status as it is, since the kind of person who would completely throw their life away doesn't seem like the best candidate for inter-universal relations.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You basically ask to see if you could spend either an hour or however long until the mirror opens up access back home again in equestria. That way they'd be able to find out just how well this all works. If it were to ever become a &quot;Permanent&quot; thing, then you could show up once a month or however long it takes, then come back to check up with your family, possibly pay the rent if you still have an apartment by then, and grab anything you might want/need from your world.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Okay... fine you're reasonable enough, go pack up a few basic necessities, pay your rent in advance or something, then come back here.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The only other vaguely reasonable guy here tries to object, but you stand up for him before he can, saying that she never really gave the others a chance.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;See? You're selfless and modest too, sounds perfect to me. Now move it!&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wow that bit of fake modesty worked better than you had hoped.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She whispers to you a bit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;In all honesty I have no idea what you're like, I just don't want to deal with this any longer than I have to. Go say whatever you need to get this to work, then meet me back here without the others.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nodded to her, completely understanding the feeling of exasperation. You're honestly glad no one was stupid enough to bright up waifus. That probably would have just completely ruined any and all chances to make this not so weird.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Surprisingly enough the other fans were taking this better than you expected. Even the &quot;I would give up my life for you as my current one has no meaning.&quot; guy. Probably something about first impressions.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You returned to your modest apartment complex, heading up to the fourth floor to the first door on the left, to your honestly rather small apartment.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It wasn't too bad, you had a nice window view of- okay you barely could see the alleyway, but apparently that ended up being enough for living a comfortable life while you went on that job search. Again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But on the upside, you figured you didn't need to pay your bills as religiously, nor go grocery shopping.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So that should give you more than enough money to pay your next month's rent in advance.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After filling an envelope with money and an explanation to the landlord, you started to pack.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Or you would have if you could think of things that you'd need.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You figured a small bag of like, toothcare and stuff would be it for absolute necessities.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Clothes won't fit you, and you're not entirely sure what else you COULD bring.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look over to your dusty bookshelf. You figure you could bring a few you haven't read yet.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Or at least you would have if you had any idea how to make decisions. Instead you just stare at them and decide you don't really need them after all.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your laptop... you probably won't have wifi there, but a few drafts of vague ideas you never really expanded upon are on there.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're not sure how you'd type with hooves, but they had typewriters in the show, so you figure you could Strong Bad it.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt; You've got a few tooth-care stuff a laptop and the vain hope that a power source of some kind that you could plug the charger into.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd bring game stuff or your phone, but you have no idea if those would even work.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Speaking of which, you'd better come up with a vague excuse to your parents about why you probably won't be able to talk to them until next month or so.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're honestly drawing a blank for now, so you start to write up a text in your head as you start to put everything perishable in your fridge into the garbage and take it out.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Once you think your explanation is just barely detailed enough that your parents won't worry too badly, you go and send them the text in the middle of the night. You don't want to see how they respond, to be honest. You don't need that guilt right now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh shit is it that late already? You look out the window, and remember how it was only just starting to be nightfall when you found Twilight.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're sure that if the city wasn't so bad for stargazing, you'd be able to tell just how dark it was out right now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shrug to no one in particular, pick up your bag and head back down to the alleyway. It almost seemed cleaned up since you got here. Twilight must have gotten bored.</span><br /><br />&quot;Alright, I mean now that I've gotten some time to calm down this feels less infuriating and more exciting. You ready to go?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You briefly summarize everything you've done, maybe a little bit to impress her in a display of being kind of... punctual? Or at least an attempt to.</span><br /><br />&quot;Uh... yeah, I think that's a good start. Alright buddy, gents first.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shake a bit nervously as you walk up to the mirror, taking a deep breath before you shove yourself in.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You have no idea what body you even have, you just know you feel completely and utterly exhausted. You can barely lift your legs up to stand properly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You almost start to panic before you manage to stand up straight, just in time for Twilight to show up.</span><br /><br />&quot;Holy... You are ADORABLE!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;What.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look at Twilight... and notice that her eyes are above your forehead. You think you have a horn up there, but that's far less distressing than being the world's tiniest stallion.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Come to think of it, you were about an inch shorter than Twilight's human form, but this? You weren't prepared for this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight just has that kind of look you give whenever you see something tiny, adorable and in need of protection.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If your legs weren't in so much pain, you'd probably laugh a bit.</span><br /><br />&quot;Wait, are you okay? You're kind of wobbling... oh Celestia... your muscles look almost atrophied! Crap, okay uh... UH!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well at least it wasn't just you, you legitimately have muscle issues right now.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She started to glance around the room, obviously searching for some kind of temporary solution. You look around with her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This room looks like a surprisingly fancy guest room, probably in her castle somewhere. Gold trimmings, empty picture-frames, decorated wall covers and an overly elaborate bed.</span><br /><br />&quot;Here, just... Lie down on the bed there and I'll go figure something out.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She teleports out of the room, leaving you to just slink off to the bed, collapsing on top of it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;While you do feel like sleeping, you're kept awake by worry. Well that, and not wanting Twilight to just wake you up to give you your help.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She teleports back in with some kind of salad?</span><br />&quot;Okay, just... eat this, get some sleep, I'll try to find some help for you in the morning once I've figured out how to explain this.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She quickly leaves you to your new room, not sticking around to find out if you can even eat this stuff.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh well. You attempt to work some magic, to lift the plate up to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No dice. You're not even getting a spark going.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sigh and just start shoving as much of it as you can down your gullet.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It honestly doesn't taste too bad, but you're too tired to care.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You start to drift off to sleep.</span><br /><br />&quot;Well this is interesting to say the least.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh you recognize that voice. Whoops.</span><br /><br /><span class="br0">&#40;</span>This is around when I gave the protagonist a voice<span class="br0">&#41;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So, what gigantic risks has the princess of friendship taken this time?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She shakes her head with a smile, thankfully joking.</span><br /><br />&quot;Er... I honestly don't know anymore. My entire body aches. I don't think I thought this through.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm inclined to agree. Let me guess, you have no magic in the realm you come from?&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God dammit, of course.</span><br />&quot;So I'm so weak because I have no magic of my own?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'd say it's more than your body has yet to produce it. Twilight probably had the right idea to feed you as soon as she did. I'm sure you'll feel better in the morning.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nod as you realize that this is basically lucid dreaming. You change the empty black void of easy to animate to something a bit more entertaining to look at.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You go for a starry sky with a bench overlooking a cliff. You sincerely hope she doesn't realize you pretty much just pulled this right out of birth by sleep.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh good I was starting to worry you weren't able to dream properly. At least now all we have to worry about is copyright infringement.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God dammit, of course she can read... dream thoughts? Yeah there's no way those are really all that different than spoken words in a dream to brains.</span><br />&quot;That's honestly kind of zen, in a dream is speaking the same as thinking?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;The answer is both yes and no, but in the grand scheme of things it doesn't entirely matter. What DOES matter is what you plan on doing here&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You guess you hadn't really thought of that all that much. You suppose you kind of just jumped at the first opportunity without really making up a plan of action.</span><br />&quot;I don't really know, now that I think about it... Uh, I guess try to find my niche, find some friends, maybe... uh?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You were going to suggest something about romancing someone 'important' to your world right? But decided against it because of a lack of confidence. Have... some faith in yourself.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was looking at your flank when she said that... do you have a nice talent or something? or is it the butt?</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna blushed and looked away from your field of view.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Er in any case, I think you'll find that a rather large amount of mares here find a feminine appearance attractive.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is that what it is? You're basically a stallion that looks somewhat mare like? You suppose it could be worse. You could have lost your dick entirely.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luna coughs loudly to get your attention.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;ANYWAY! If we ignore that part, there's still the matter of you getting a job. You planned on using magic on a glove to type if you couldn't figure out how to do so normally, correct? I think princess twilight would be more than happy to give you tips on the writing process.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait you weren't thinking about that...</span><br />&quot;How far into my mind can you dive?!?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She quickly changes the subject.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That reminds me, I have a few words of advice for you while you stay here.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;I'm pretty sure I'd like my question answered first, that's kind of an important one!&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;If you plan on going out in public, let me warn you that things aren't quite as bright and cheerful as the show likes to portray. There are awful ponies out there with no respect for a stallion's rights.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What.</span><br />&quot;Wait, what are you getting at?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looked relieved that she was able to change the subject.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;They may see you as little more than a toy or eyecandy. It's true that most ponies are decent enough to limit themselves to just a glance or two simply out of instinct, others will try to...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pauses long enough that you start to get worried.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Others will try to get a feel of you physically. In various ways.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If this weren't a dream you'd probably be more shocked by this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So you're saying that there are pony rapi-&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She cuts you off.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;MAYBE! I mean... hopefully no one would ever actually stoop that low, especially since you know royalty . If not out of decency then out of simple reason.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She sighs, looking you in the eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm sorry in advance.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Extra attention doesn't sound so bad.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Be careful what you wish for dear...&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That sounded... ominous to say the least.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The gravity of the situation was starting to sink in to you.</span><br />&quot;Are you implying that things might get traumatic or painful or... both or something?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I don't think you're in the right state of mind to think about this clearly. I'll let Twilight know to speak with you on the matter in the morning.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You make a shrugging motion. You figure you'll be able to fully grasp just how bad this may or may not be soon enough.</span><br />&quot;Uh... yeah I'll be sure to talk about rape prevention tactics with the princess, that won't be awkward or confusing sexually, nope. Not at all!&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Please, at the very least make sure you're supervised if you plan to go out.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She didn't seem to take the sarcasm badly, which is nice. Because in retrospect you just talked back to royalty.</span><br /><br />&quot;Sorry about that. I guess I'm just not completely used to all of... whatever this is. I can figure things out with time. Like how to avoid getting embarrassed by a lack of clothes.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh... right I suppose in your realm males would stereotypically think of the sort of thing you'd like to hide more often than they do here. I'm sorry I've got no advice for that. I wish you the best of luck then.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Thanks I guess? This is going to be hard... difficult. I don't know how to prevent those thoughts from letting my body... show them off? I mean I guess if guys don't think about that sort of thing often that'd make me seem kind of... slutty.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Now, now, there's no need to use such demeaning words like that to describe yourself. A bit... liberated perhaps. Times have changed since I was around your age, perhaps ponies won't... see it.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She can't even hold up the false reassurance for longer than three sentences. That's great.</span><br /><br />&quot;Okay, I mean I'm probably going to have to recover in the castle for a while anyway. I can get used to it in the safety of the guest room... hopefully. Twilight knocks first, right?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;... Well I'm afraid my time is up! Farewell!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;POOF!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aaaand she's gone.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Apparently you made things weird... What did she think you were implying exactly? Yes you know what the OBVIOUS answer would be, but you have no idea how to get yourself off with hooves instead of hands.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You start to wake up, still aching a little bit, but you don't look like you're dying anymore.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You realize that you didn't even hide under the covers last night, simply collapsing in exhaustion.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look down, already fairly sure from from your sense of touch that you had the morning wood you were worried about.</span><br /><br />&quot;Huh, okay so that's... I mean it's probably normal sized for ponies it's just... wow.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look over to the door and notice something different about it... namely that it's slightly ajar.</span><br />&quot;Aw fuck, Twilight probably walked in on this.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You honestly can't imagine how she'd react to morning wood... interest, disgust, indifference? Probably embarrassment.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You manage to pull yourself under the covers you failed to use last night. Jesus Christ, you've had tents pitched before, but this.... this is just insane.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This one was nobody's fault in particular, it was just a pure accident on both ends. You hope she isn't beating herself up about it.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It takes a good ten or twenty minutes before she shows up at your door, sighing with relief that you've pulled the covers up by now. You even managed to just stop thinking about sexual stuff in the meantime. She might have even forgot about it.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm so sorry I kind of walked in and...&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So much for that.</span><br />&quot;It's fine, it was an accident. I'm sure I'll have the strength to actually use my covers next time.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She blinked, looking absolutely mortified as her face turned from purple to pink.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Fantastic! I'll just, uh... UH... You hungry for breakfast?&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She seemed like she was slowly regaining her composure, so you tried to get her a reassuring smile.</span><br />&quot;Famished to be honest... I uh, don't really know all that much about the food here, despite these... circumstances. I'll be fine with whatever.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She shakes her head, trying to calm down.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She splashes a bit of water on you in the process, you figure she must have just gotten out of the shower or something.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Not a problem. I'll get you something that'll hopefully energize you as much as possible. It's only a matter of time before Pinkie Pie finds out you're here. I mean I doubt she'd throw a party for you while you can't enjoy it, but I'm pretty sure you know how she can be.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She heads on downstairs, closing the door behind her.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You let out a slight giggle at the idea of her taking a cold shower after what happened. Actually, that's probably exactly what happened. Now you just feel kind of bad.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hmmm there's a thought, maybe just put an ice pack on your junk, then- stop.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd like to fire whatever part of your brain was responsible for that terrible, terrible idea.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You figure you could wear pants, but you wonder if that would just make mares even more fixated on your ass...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look down at your flank, after lifting the covers up a bit. You appear to have a cutiemark that's a mess of letters, numbers, wires and other assorted bits. It looks about as unnatural as it sounds.</span><br />&quot;I guess it's just because I'm not from here and I needed one in a flash or something.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Flashing?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight comes in with a tray of breakfast, looking a bit nervous again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What uh, okay! Breakfast is served. For some reason Spike already had something for foreign stomachs on record.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;He's a lot more organized than people give him credit for, huh?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sit up, letting her place the tray on your lap.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There was a wide assortment of foods, probably way too much for you to eat in one sitting. There was also a note.</span><br />&quot;What's this?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I know! People seem really hard on him for some- Oh... Pinkie gave me that. I just had to open my mouth.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open the letter and read it. It's a get well soon card addressed to ____</span><br />&quot;I mean... I have to admire her effort.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt; You write your name in the blank.</span><br /><br />&quot;I'm guessing she asked you to give this back to her? Oh, I uh... used a ponier name than my real one, is that okay?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What's your real one?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Eh it doesn't matter, I don't use it much anyways. Just call me... Silver Snark.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She stifles a small chuckle.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I know pony names are usually self explanatory, but you didn't have to go THAT far.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;I figure not everyone knows what snark means.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pauses for a bit before shrugging.&quot;Granted... still, silver as in silver tongued? I mean you may not be bad at speaking but that doesn't make you a master of language.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Hey it gives me something to shoot for.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That's... oddly inspiring for a name you came up with in ten seconds.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Is it really inspiring if the only person you're trying to inspire is yourself?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes. You still exist. Don't give me any of that self-deprecation, or I'll have to... go down your list of positive things you've done.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was trying to go somewhere but apparently hit a snag mid sentence.</span><br /><br />&quot;Oh yes, I can see it now. Silver Snark, the pony whose quick thinking kept Princess Twilight from having to get the blood of idiots on her hooves.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Stooop&quot; She says punching your arm playfully. Leg? Whatever's closest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I probably wouldn't have had to kill them, just... convince them to not tell people about it.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Does convincing them mean reminding them that you've got the powers of a demi-god at LEAST? Because that'd probably make me never even think about even playfully threatening you.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She stares into space in what looks like deep thought.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;A demi-god, huh? Yeah I guess if I wasn't careful I COULD have killed them... huh.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You quickly try to change topics to avoid any and all detachment from mortality existential crisis.</span><br />&quot;Ahem... uh, hey can you figure out what my cutie mark is? I don't think it looks very natural.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You lift up the covers to let her get a good look at whatever was on your flank.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It can't be that ba-... okay it's a bit cluttered.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;If I had to guess, it's information or expanding upon ideas or something... At least that's what I think I'm good at. And either my body didn't have much time to waste designing a mark for me, or it's supposed to represent how I have all of this information but no way to organize it.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes light up to a lighter purple than usual.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;If you need help organizing something I'd be MORE than happy to help you with that.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You smile, figuring she'd say something like that. Well that's that issue settled... You figure you can't drag out the others that much longer without making things weird.</span><br /><br />&quot;And in turn I'd really appreciate it, I just... Okay so. Did Luna send you a message yet?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She thinks it over for a moment, trying to remember.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh... right, that... talk. I mean, I'll definitely help you out there. I'm sure it's not completely necessary, I mean pinkie knows everyone in town, and no one would EVER stoop that low.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She whispers to herself, &quot;While sober anyway...&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She hastily tries to change the subject. &quot;Okay so about that self-conscious about the sex thoughts thing, don't worry too hard about it, anyone who looked at it for that long would just make themselves out to be a huge pervert, especially if they just burst out and pointed out what they saw...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;E-Especially if ponies are close together, I'm sure none of us even look that far down, especially not when you grew to just under my height. No-I mean you're not THAT little of a stallion, you're just about right for mare size even, and like the feminine thing is something girls gush over all the time. Would you excuse me a moment.?&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She tries to leave without giving off that she completely understood just how Freudian her supposedly supportive speech was.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She fails miserably, since the location she headed to was the bathroom and it's pretty obvious from the sounds made that she's trying to get a quick cold shower.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's probably just getting a quick rinse to wash the dirty thoughts away.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;On one hand, it's kind of fun watching her get all flustered, but you know firsthand how weird that felt to you when girls in your highschool years flirted with you just to see how you were like flustered. Never went anywhere past that mind you, just... Oh well, you lived and so will she.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do wonder if you should tell her than you won't judge her if she need a longer time to calm down. That might either help, or just make her even more flustered.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No, the best way to handle this is to give her something to take her mind off of all of this.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She comes back into the room barely dried off, with her mane darkened by the water in it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks like she's either feeling self-loathing, or just shame considering she said you shouldn't make fun of yourself like that.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You try to come up with something before she starts back up again.</span><br />&quot;Hey Twilight, I've got an idea, do you know if you have any books on stretching exercises that I can do to recover faster?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She sighed with relief, saying &quot;Thank you&quot; under her breath.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm sure we do, don't worry about that. I'll just... go check up on you at lunch, hopefully with those books.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She hurries off to her library to look for said books.</span><br /><br />&quot;Crap... she didn't close the door.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can barely sit up in bed without feeling massive pain, there's no way you're going to get all the way over to the door to close it.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You lay in bed, looking around the room for something to occupy your time. You attempt magic again; getting actual sparks this time, just... not much else.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wow who would have thought that your first exciting day in equestria would be spent bedridden and in pain. This is the best idea you've ever had.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A familiar purple and green dragon checks up on you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, you're the guy who ended up making Twilight act like she did back in highschool.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He looks at you skeptically, obviously unsure of what's so special about it.</span><br /><br />&quot;Hey Spike, it's nice to meet you.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh... Twilight already told you about me?&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, new objective. Figure out how to avoid giving spike an existential crisis. We really don't want to lie to him and let things slip so he feels betrayed or they have the crisis then instead of now.</span><br /><br />&quot;I uh... it's kind of a long story. I need to figure out how to best explain it without making things seem worse than they actually are.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'd be lying if I said I've made the mistake of not doing that before... Alright, explain when you've come up with a good way to put it I guess?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He shrugs, this is obviously not the worst house-guest they've ever had, and definitely not the oddest.</span><br /><br />&quot;Hey uh, Spike have you ever worn pants? I kind of think I might need them sooner or later.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Trust me, those give you FAR more attention than what you're trying to cover up.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Seriously?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He nods, as if having this EXACT same thought process before.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I mean I wanted attention, just not THAT much attention. Look, there's a way to hide it pretty easily... I'm not going to go grab some and try to size it for you though.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just stare at the ceiling, a bit concerned just how easily spike was sharing this information with you.</span><br />&quot;Uh, thanks Spike. I really appreciate how open you're being about this.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It's no problem, I'd want the same kind of treatment at your age.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nod- what.</span><br />&quot;Wait, what?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You brought your wallet with you bucko, you're twenty two, right? You're lucky I'm one of a handful of people who know what a human is.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Okay, so that explains how you know that, but what do you mean by-&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Dragons grow slowly and I've known Twilight since she was five.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I turned Twenty three around the middle of last year.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&gt;29254692</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Spike is actually older than you. Which makes Twilight a good six years older than you. Math.</span><br /><br />&quot;Okay! Color me surprised, I mean I always figured you were a lot older than you looked I just didn't know HOW old.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Spike nods, trying to seem unfazed by this, but he accidentally let his excited grin slip onto his face once or twice.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He was probably thrilled to have someone who actually might have a chance to look up to him. You know, besides an entire northern kingdom. And probably several changelings.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He was thrilled to have someone who lived in the immediate area possibly look up to him.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Right now he was trying to seem cool and collected. Like he figured he was supposed to.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You couldn't help but smile a bit too, happy that he's happy. Also that he told you about what you could only assume were like... ways to make your junk invisible or something.</span><br /><br />&quot;I really appreciate it. I'm honestly just glad to meet any of you guys in person, but it's a huge plus that you're so understanding.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There you go, he can't help but grin from that now. So far so good.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Right, so once you're good to walk again, check the basement. It's the tiny door underneath the stair case. Don't let the decor freak you out, we haven't used it yet.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're just going to pretend you missed how ominous sounding that statement was. You hope you're going to feel good enough to walk again tomorrow, if you can't recover enough tonight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Actually now that you think about it, how do they tell time in equestria? You never really thought too hard about it before, but you never noticed a single clock that wasn't like, an hourglass.</span><br /><br />&quot;Hey Spike, another quick question. What time is it?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He pauses and looks outside.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Uh about a quarter to noon?&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't help but wonder if lunch is typically noon or at one here, either way Twilight was going to show back up sooner or later.</span><br />&quot;Great, Twilight was going to come back around lunch.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Spike nods in understanding and immediately leaves.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could hear Spike talking to Twilight out in the hall. It almost sounded like arguing, but it was about something absolutely ridiculous.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Spike, which highschool are you even talking about? My highschool or the mirror one?&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Uh... both?&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I swear Spike, nothing's going on this time! Okay so maybe it was kind of like the locker room incident, but I'm NOT-&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You really DID see it didn't you?&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Dammit Spike, I'm not talking about this right now!&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You start to wonder if you really should be listening to this. Then again they did leave the door open, so it's not really your fault.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Look, if you're that worried about it YOU can go grab that ghosting stuff from the basement.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ghosting? Base- Spike I thought we agreed that we didn't NEED a dungeon. Besides that stuff freaks me out, I'd hate for him to suddenly feel like he was missing parts of his body.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It's either that or walking in on him again. That's not going to stop happening in the mornings. It's a fact of life.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Could you two not talk about this while I'm in earshot? Please?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;There was dead silence as the two realized they were being loud enough to be heard.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Sure thing uh... Silver, right.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She floated in yet another tray of food, placing it on your lap.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Sorry about that, we were just, uh... we were-&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;It's fine, I don't need to know.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She sighs with relief as she introduces you to the various foods laid out before you, calming down as she took her mind off of what just happened.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As time goes on, you figure you'd start talking with her about things she likes in general, books and things like that, right.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So uh... About that writing thing, I have a couple of things written down on my laptop over there, in my things, but Uh, I have no idea how to organize it, nor if the laptop even works here. So... first things first, What do I do?&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hmmm, well electricity isn't exactly common in Equestria, but it still exists. So I think you might be able to get it up and running with some effort.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Huh... yeah and I guess if push comes to shove, we could just have lightning strike a rod and take that.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You think you're just joking, but you're honestly not sure if that would work or not.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm pretty sure your computer would just explode if you did that. Don't sweat it, I can take care of getting a power source.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She attempts to tousle your mane in an affectionate manner. It only kind of works because of the horn keeping her hoof from moving around all that much.</span><br /><br />&quot;Thanks, I appreciate it.... I mean, I'm already getting so much from you in the first place, but like, if I can't walk tonight, I'm going to have to find a way to the bathroom.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just now realized that you had mostly been ignoring any actual bodily functions for the most part. That's probably going to start hurting in a few hours or so.</span><br />&quot;It's just... I haven't had a chance to shower since I was back home, and I'd rather not subject you to that.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Shower.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She stares into space, presumably picturing you in one. It was kind of flattering to be honest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Er! Yes, right well I can carry you there if you really need it. I won't have any problems carrying you. I'm stronger than I look.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You chuckle at the picture she's giving you.</span><br />&quot;I mean, I've seen you fight as a unicorn,and you're probably even stronger now than you were when you got 'promoted'. Oh uh actually after lunch do you think you could carry me to it anyway, I mean. Breakfast was... hmmm.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You should just quit while you're ahead, this just seems like no matter what you say, you're going to make it weird.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;A few hours ago? Yeah, I can take care of that.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;The list of things I'm going to owe you after this is enormous already.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It's just basic hospitality, I'd honestly feel bad not helping you adjust to your stay here.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;I still wanna make it up to you later.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;If ponies kept track of each and every little good thing someone does for them or that they do for someone else, it would kind of destroy the meaning of those good things, wouldn't it?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;I mean, that's a fair point and all. I just wanted to KNOW if there's a way I could pay you back in a way... anything I could do for you once I'm back on my feet. You're already offering me so much.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well... Ooooh! When you go back in a month or so, maybe you could try to bring a book from your world to me. I mean, if nothing else it would give me a much clearer picture of what your world is like.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Oh, well if that's all I could just bring you an encyclopedia set or something. It's not like they're hard to come by.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her face lighted up as she gets closer to you without realizing it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You'd do that? Because that'd be absolutely perfect! I mean, weirdly enough the last alternate world I went to was almost directly parallel to mine, but your world already seems really different. Not in a bad way or anything, I just... Hmmm.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She may or may not be absentmindedly placing her hoof on yours right about now, but you don't really want to interrupt her while she's thinking like this. It was kind of cute.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Also it felt kind of nice, about the same as whenever you used to hold hands with girls in the far past.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For some reason the older you got the less interesting you got with women.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'll have to make a mental note to see if I can't end up finding out if there are urban places in the other other world.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She glances down at her hoof on yours, before looking back up at your face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You happened to be smiling at the time, so she figured things were going okay here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anyway! How about I take your plates and stuff here, go drop those off, then come back up here to help you go where you need to go?&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were honestly just glad that Twilight seems to have gotten used to you by now. But you think that might change if she goes downstairs to get that &quot;Ghosting stuff.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Take your time, I can manage for a while.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You lean back and relax as she takes the tray off of your lap once more.... Wait a minute.</span><br /><br />&quot;Hey uh, what happened with those stretching... book things I asked if you could find?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, sorry! I spent so long talking to you that I forgot to pick them back up after giving you your lunch.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Well at least I know I'm not boring to talk to.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You laugh to let her know you're joking and not just sounding self-destructive.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'll be right back.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She rushes off downstairs at a pace you find almost worrying... You can't hear her walking anymore, but you're not hearing a crash or anything.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can hear Spike's voice off in the distance.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Did you seriously just rush down the stairs so fast that you started to glide to the bottom so you wouldn't end up crashing?&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Spike, I'd say I don't want to hear it, but to be quite honest I'm not sure what's getting me so worked up.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I think you know exactly what's got you worked up. Don't worry about it. Last time you did this it only lasted a couple of days or so. You'll stop thinking about it. You're not the kind of pony to just let your hormones get the better of you.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Dammit Spike, stop giving good advice while being embarrassing at the same time, I have no idea how to respond to that!&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And they're getting loud again.</span><br />&quot;How about you thank him in an angry tone?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You really wish you could see how flustered she probably is. This is probably the second time you've thought about how fun it is to tease her. You should probably stop that, as you have no idea if you have any intention to do anything beyond that.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're lying to yourself, you know what you WANT, but you're not exactly the kind of person who goes out and finds people.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Thankfully since people told you that things are kind of flipped here, you figure that if she doesn't try to ask you out or something, someone else will eventually.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God that sounded pathetic.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait no... she said to stop that.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Honestly it's probably way too early to even be thinking about that sort of thing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then again, it's not like there's a whole lot else to do while you're stuck laying in bed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, you mean there's one or two things, but you have no idea when Twilight or anyone else would want to check up on you. This isn't like home where no one does that and just calls you down when they need you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't possibly have that option, so it's looking like you're going to just have to get off in the shower or something.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight places a stack of books by your bed without warning.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Here you go! That should be enough to keep you busy until... Okay so you'd only really do them until your joints started to ache, but still. It's something. I can get you more exciting books later on if you'd like.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;That sounds great, uh maybe you can pick those up after I take a shower or something? Do you have any handicapped showers in this castle, because if not I can make it work.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, the bathroom closest to us has one, that's the kind where you can sit down in a chair, right?&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before you really have a chance to respond, she's already placed you on her back as she carries you down the hall.</span><br />&quot;Yeah, that's the one. So uh, you don't mind if I take a long shower, right? &quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She opens the door for you and helps you inside.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Take your time, there's no waiting list for this bathroom. Just call me when you're heading back to your room. I'm sure you can manage a few steps here and there, right? Sorry if I can't carry you everywhere in the bathroom, but I'm sure you don't want me to see you, right?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;I mean, not if it gets you so antsy all day. Flustered I can handle, but when it just spills into your whole day, I just feel bad.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Wha-? Oh! Right, that. Uh, well I should be used to seeing you and your junk pretty soon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Something tells you she didn't mean to say that, as she kind of plopped you down in the bathroom and ran off.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Sorry!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She left the door open... dammit.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You crawl over towards the door, pushing it closed with your horn. It hurt a lot less than you thought it would, but upon attempting to stand back up, your knees give way and let you fall.</span><br /><br />&quot;Well... I mean it's progress?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;With quite a bit of effort you finally get to use the bathroom properly, a bit off-put that you have to basically get your dick out of your sheath just to take a piss.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You had read about that sort of thing before, so it's not TOO weird. But at the same time, it's still there after you're done.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It then takes a few minutes to finally get set up in the shower, with water at the right temperature and everything.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you wash yourself, you just can't help but stare at your own cock just...erect.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't even think about the potential consequences when you feebly attempt to stroke yourself.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You have no idea how to clop properly, apparently.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Either that, or stallions have to do something else to get that to work.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sigh in resignation, figuring that you needed to get out of the habit anyways.</span><br />&quot;It's beginning to become abundantly clear that I had NO idea what I was getting into when I stepped in that mirror.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well you suppose this makes you and Twilight even, neither of you have any fucking idea what you're going to do about this sort of thing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can just imagine what the rest of this week alone is going to be like.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sexual tension building up the whole time, someone finally snaps and asks the other for sex just for the stress relief, everyone gets upset even if the offer isn't taken up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Lots of crying happens, and you end up having a really strained relationship for the next month, probably something about the magic of friendship should have overcome lust, but by that point it&quot;s far too late. Or not. You really don&quot;t know how that sort of thing works around here.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You guess you could try moving in with someone else after that point, you were never all THAT picky when it came to the main six.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then again, Rainbow Dash lives up in the clouds, so that&quot;s out of the question.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity&quot; well you&quot;d rather not make spike your enemy anytime soon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You&quot;re fairly sure Discord is still living in or around Fluttershy&quot;s place, so that&quot;s another no.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie lives in a bakery with a pair of twin babies and their parents, that&quot;s just&quot; not good for relations, your mind or your body.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sweet apple acres might be an option, but even if you get past Applejack&quot;s immediate family all living in the same house, there&quot;s still the issue of feeling like it&quot;d be necessary to pay her back with manual labor. You have nothing against physically demanding jobs, it&quot;s just not for you OR your new body.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck, this really is your best bet.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That&quot;s okay, you can learn to communicate something. You suppose it seems kind of obvious in retrospect. This castle is a huge place for just Twilight and Spike to live in-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh fuck you forgot Glim Glam lived here, too. Sometimes? You honestly have no idea whether or not she&quot;s still here. Probably&quot; you haven&quot;t heard her voice at all, but it&quot;s also likely that she&quot;s just trying to stay out of whatever nonsense Twilight&quot;s gotten into today.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Considering this is going to last a month at minimum, you should probably figure out how you feel about her as a character.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot; Nope, you still have NO CLUE what to feel about her as a whole. Just give her a thumbs up or something. If you had thumbs still. Whatever, you&quot;ll think something up if and when you run into her.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wonder if ponies can get those pruney fingers that humans can when they stay wet for too long. Just with&quot; hooves. Yeah, no, that was obvious.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well now you just have no idea when you&quot;re spending too long in the shower. That used to be what you used as the go to sign for &quot;Get out of the shower and go to bed, please.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then again, you&quot;ve been clean for a while now, the only thing keeping you in here is your short attention span.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You finally manage to get your easily distracted ass out of the shower.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And eventually you figure out how to dry yourself. It&quot;s not too hard, but you&quot;re glad that you can hold things without thumbs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You crawl over to the door and lean against the wall, both to rest and to take another chance to think all of this stuff through.</span><br />&quot;The fuck am I doing? Yeah, there was no way I could tell this would happen, but&quot; I just don&quot;t understand how it&quot;s easy to hold things, but almost impossible to stroke-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cut yourself off, just on the off chance that someone can hear you through the door or something.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Focus! Think about the now and the not too distant future!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay...to be honest you couldn&quot;t even possibly be in good enough shape for sex anyways, you&quot;d probably just injure yourself if you focused on that before actually recovering.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then again, magic food is one thing, magic juices&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You slap yourself. You&quot;re getting too perverted and your dick refuses to stand down until you can think like a rational person again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You&quot;d rather not have Twilight get into an even MORE out of control mood if she catches a glimpse of it again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That &quot;ghost stuff&quot; can&quot;t get to you fast enough, apparently.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You spend a few insanely boring minutes just laying down against the bathroom wall, hoping that Twilight isn&quot;t going to get worried that you haven&quot;t gotten out of the bathroom since you turned the water off.</span><br />&quot;Alright&quot; I think it&quot;s gone now. TWILIG-&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The door opens immediately. Twilight probably was waiting for you to say you were ready.</span><br />&quot;Well that&quot;s service.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You alright there? You were in there for quite a while&quot;&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Yeah, just fine. I uh&quot; needed a bit of time to adjust I guess?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Should I ask what that means, or&quot;?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Nah, you&quot;re good. Don&quot;t worry too hard about it.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You attempt to get up off the ground again, and surprisingly manage to stay standing up this time.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Do you need any help with support, there?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;It&quot;s probable, yeah.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She lets you lean up against her as you try to right your stance. Huh, It&quot;s easier to walk while she&quot;s nearby. A healing aura? &quot;Or you&quot;re just absorbing some of her absurd abundance of magic.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, yeah that&quot;s probably it.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You start to walk step by step, trying to avoid falling down and probably smacking your head against hers.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Congratulations, you&quot;ve managed to walk down a singular hallway in five minutes as opposed to the five seconds it would normally take.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why are you being so hard on yourself? You&quot;re bed ridden and you&quot;re getting on your own case for having trouble walking? The fuck is wrong with you?</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Uh, Snark? You&quot;re kinda glaring at that bed pretty intensely, everything okay?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her voice snapped you back to this reality</span><br /><br />&quot;Uh, yeah&quot; I&quot;m getting hard on myself. I need to stop doing that.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You surprise yourself. Typically speaking you&quot;re not usually so forward with your self-esteem issues.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wonder if it&quot;s just a dependency thing, or if you&quot;re just opening up to anyone at all because you can barely move on your own.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Of course you need to stop, even I need help with that sort of thing sometimes, but as long as I&quot;ve got my friends to support me, I think I&quot;ll do just fine&quot; were those guys you were with earlier your friends? Because they don&quot;t seem very much like you.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Nah&quot; although I guess we are alike in some ways, I&quot;m just better at hiding my worse parts. Please don&quot;t ask too thoroughly about those, I dunno if you&quot;d like it.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Try me.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;I&quot; No I&quot;m sorry, you barely know me. It&quot;s just not right of me to tell you most of this stuff unless you at least knew me a bit better.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, let&quot;s start now. I know you like to write and that you&quot;ve got a low opinion of yourself, but not much else.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Uh&quot; well I have interests, but I just tend to ramble about them. I could talk to you about how my childhood went.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes, because that&quot;s a much easier subject to share with someone who &quot;barely knows you&quot; than whatever you&quot;re hiding.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;I mean, yeah, I get what you&quot;re saying, but I&quot;d rather not let things get too confusing right now. For either of us.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What is that supposed to mean?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Maybe you&quot;ll get to find out in a week or so.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get off of her and back onto the bed, laying down.</span><br />&quot;I mean&quot; my childhood was actually pretty uneventful. You know, before I started getting diagnosed with way too many psychological issues than a child should ever have&quot; Actually now that I think about it, I haven&quot;t taken my medication in two days now. And I certainly don&quot;t know if they&quot;d mesh with my new body here.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nothing life threatening, I hope?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Not exactly&quot; although one of them keeps me from sleeping for fifteen hours a day unless I&quot;m woken up, so uh&quot; Hope you don&quot;t mind checking up on me in the mornings. &quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It&quot;s no trouble, I had planned to do that until you were able to handle yourself anyway&quot;</span><br />Although depression is a serious issue, you really shouldn&quot;t just assume the other symptoms will go away just because I&quot;m here.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Not missing a thing, huh? I&quot;ll probably just tell you the other stuff later. Honestly, I don&quot;t know what I was thinking, starting off with &quot;my childhood&quot; when my childhood was dreadfully boring. You know, what I can think of anyways. This isn&quot;t self-deprecation, it&quot;s me drawing a blank. Sorry to lead you on and end without a climax.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, there was no way THAT one was unintentional, you&quot;re ashamed of yourself a bit for that one.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, I mean I guess I shouldn&quot;t be too surprised of that one. Like I said, you don&quot;t share that with someone you just met, not typically anyways. Don&quot;t sweat it&quot; Oh! Right those books uh, I managed to get you both the stretching instructions and the novels for pleasure.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nod, and just&quot; stare at each other awkwardly, until both of you laugh nervously. Twlight proceeds to leave you be for the time being. You think you might have given her the impression that you&quot;re not ready to talk.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That&quot;s partially right, you suppose. You are getting a bit tired, and you DO want to read these&quot; books. You sigh. You wonder if you&quot;ve ended up filing in Twilight&quot;s old niche for the time being. In addition to being injured, so at least you have SOME excuse. As you open up the stretching book, and then following the instructions detailed within, you start to feel rather tired.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before you even notice falling asleep, you end up waking up rather late at night, with a tray of food placed by the bed and the door shut.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not much more exciting stuff happens that night, nor in the morning after.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You remembered to cover up this time, so all she saw was a tent.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get the feeling that covering up didn&quot;t help all THAT much.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Thankfully later on that day you were feeling well enough to head on down to the basement-dungeon. Twilight was right, this place just&quot; creeped you out. Especially since there seemed to be bones here, in jail cells without locks, or even doors. They&quot;re just&quot; in there somehow.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You head over to the &quot;Psychological&quot; devices that apparently houses the &quot;ghost stuff&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You find out that it&quot;s basically some sort of cloth that makes body parts invisible and intangible. You still feel it attached to you, so it&quot;s not gone&quot; just hidden. Weird. At least now you don&quot;t have to worry about making Twilight nervous about erect horse dick anytime you&quot;re around.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And no, it doesn&quot;t work for masturbation purposes either, you tried.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;By the week&quot;s end you&quot;re actually well enough to handle a party, you think.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Since you never really found out how to enjoy parties growing up, you just kind of sit awkwardly, staring at the drinks. You&quot;ve never really been one for alcohol, in fact you&quot;ve never touched the stuff, since it tastes nasty and alcoholism runs in your family.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Still&quot; you&quot;ve been in physical pain almost all week; and honestly, you&quot;d like to just relax, just ONCE.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take a cup, sit down, and stare at it.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can hear 1007 different warnings in your brain telling you to stop and just go hide in a corner somewhere until you can find Twilight.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You&quot;re overreacting, typical.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just sit there, nervously staring at the drink you&quot;ve yet to take a sip from.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well Hello there, you really ARE a pretty little guy, aren&quot;t you?&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You immediately start sipping your drink, trying to avoid too deep of a conversation.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It&quot;s honestly not that bad tasting, this is probably the best thing with alcohol in it you&quot;ve ever drank.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So, you must be silver, huh?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A mare you&quot;ll never really get a name from sits down next to you, looking a bit buzzed. You think she might have been a background character, but you could have been wrong. She didn&quot;t seem to be berry punch or anything, but still&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nervous sweetie? It&quot;s fine. I&quot;ve met quite a few ponies like that at parties. We still enjoy ourselves just fine.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nod your head and drink faster, not really thinking too hard about what she&quot;s saying.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So, you&quot;ve been living in the castle for a while for recovery or somethin&quot;? I can&quot;t imagine why, you&quot;re looking mighty fine to me. I guess you healed pretty well, huh?&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shrug, taking more sips to try to avoid talking.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You mind if I get closer to you, honey? You look like you could use a friend.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You&quot;re trying as hard as possible to avoid eye contact right now. God what were you thinking?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shrug once more, unsure of where you should take this.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pauses a bit and tries to give you a reassuring smile that you only just glance up to catch. You&quot;re already having trouble seeing things. God, you knew this was a bad idea, you KNEW you&quot;d be a lightweight.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You find out later that there&quot;s only the BARE minimum of alcohol in those drinks. Apparently, some ponies can tell if something&quot;s nonalcoholic from the taste, but when it&quot;s a mixed drink it&quot;s hard for them to know how much is in it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This was probably a placebo effect.</span><br /><br />Fuck I messed up formatting on one line again.<br /><br />&quot;&quot;kay.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can&quot;t tell if that&quot;s mumbling or muttering, but either way it was really quiet and nervous sounding.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anything I can do to help you NOT feel so nervous?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Despite this, she already has an arm on your shoulder. In a sense.</span><br /><br />&quot;I dunno&quot; tell me what to do at parties maybe?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She laughs a bit, before realizing you&quot;re serious.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh man you&quot;re really new to all this, huh? Don&quot;t worry, I&quot;ve got quite a few friends who can help you stop being so stressed out.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nod excessively, but slowly to show you&quot;re not overly enthusiastic, just&quot; acting you suppose.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pulls you along to a table with a few other ponies, you think one of them might be carrot top or something? You can&quot;t really tell.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So this is your first real party, huh? I&quot;m sure we&quot;ve got a few ways to make you feel welcome, isn&quot;t that right girls?&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Their voices just seem to mash up together to a blur.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh completely, first of all we need to get you to calm down a tad. How many have you had so far?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;O-one&quot;&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;There&quot;s your problem, you&quot;re not really getting anything from just one of these mixers. Here, we haven&quot;t touched this one, we promise.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They push a slightly different looking drink towards you. You can&quot;t help but stare at its coloration.</span><br /><br />&quot;You think this&quot;ll help, huh?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sigh, figuring that if everything goes wrong after this, It&quot;s not COMPLETELY your fault.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You start to drink it down, bit by bit. They almost looked worried while you did so for some reason. Maybe you were drinking it down too fast?</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;If that&quot;s not enough we can give you more later on, don&quot;t worry about us, sweet cheeks.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Huh, sweet cheeks. You think they&quot;re hitting on you or something. It&quot;s really hard to tell what you&quot;re feeling right now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Honestly you&quot;re feeling kind of bad in a way you can&quot;t really describe.</span><br />&quot;I&quot; wow. I feel really weird right about now. Is it the drink doing this, or am I just a nervous wreck?&quot;<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Be Twilight</span><br /><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;While you wouldn&quot;t call this a DISASTER per say, it IS rather worrying.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He may have been getting stronger by the day, but that doesn&quot;t mean you&quot;re not worried about the little guy.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not that you&quot;d ever call him that out loud. He&quot;s probably a bit self-conscious about his size or something.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He&quot;s just been sitting there in the corner, and only barely got up to get a drink. You wonder if this is what you were like back then.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You&quot;re going to go out on a limb and say, &quot;Yes.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait, is that someone sitting down next to him? Oh thank goodness, he really needs someone right now from the looks of things....</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No actually scratch that, this is a complete stranger to him, considering how he&quot;s described himself lately, this is probably freaking him out to no end.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Twilight! There you are! Well, okay I&quot;ve known you were here the whole time it&quot;s just a nice thing to say when you just suddenly pop up on someone, but you&quot;re probably really used to that by now, I just wanted to start because Silver sounds like the kind of guy who spooks easily.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pink hair and an even hotter pink face pop into your field of view. You guess this IS something she&quot;s thrown together, of course she&quot;d be concerned about the pony she&quot;s throwing the party for. Wait.</span><br /><br />&quot;Wait, did you get a chance to talk to him already Pinkie? Because I was getting worried that he was afraid to open his mouth.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nah, I just remembered that you mentioned that he&quot;s kinda jittery around ponies he doesn&quot;t really know, so I made sure to prepare!&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Oh&quot; OH! SpeakingofwhichIkindofneedtogocheckuponhimbye!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You rush past Pinkie to the corner, making a note to focus harder on him when he&quot;s in a situation like this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh crabapples, he&quot;s not here. Where the heck did he go?!?</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You desperately search around the place, trying to not disturb the party itself too much. For once.</span><br /><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a good minute of searching you find him&quot; sobbing in someponies&quot; arms?</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Back to being whatever the fuck you're calling yourself these days.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't know what happened, you just started sobbing out of nowhere.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I thought we were trying to help him relax!&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Everyone reacts to alcohol differently, this is just... a special case I guess.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That kind of killed the mood.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No shit... honestly even if he calms down now, I'm not sure I'd feel right getting too close to him.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Shhhhhhh, it's okay, we're... here for you.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;I'm so sorry, I just... I-I don't even... I'm sorry I don't want to cause problems or anything I just... I'm sorry!&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You know what, it's probably for the best we don't get any tonight, in retrospect we sounded kind of seedy.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Finally a voice you actually can place on someone calls out to you.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Snark? Uh... are you okay there? I kind of lost sight of you a while back and now I find you over here crying your eyes out. Did something happen?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;No- Twi- Nonono. I'm... I'll be fine, I just. I feel like such trash!&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Silver, you're NOT trash. How many times do I have to tell you this to get you to believe it?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;I know! I know, I just... like I drank even though I knew I shouldn't have, and I just followed her here and like, I felt like I could just do whatever to let go and feel good or not or just pass out or... or...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;As far as run on sentences go, that one was depressing.</span><br />&quot;I felt like I almost just... gave up on dignity. Just out of nowhere, no obligation, not even because anyone asked, because they didn't. And, and I was contemplating just... doing whatever. But now I feel ashamed of myself for no reason!&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Uh, thanks for watching over my friend for me. I'll take him off your hooves now if you don't mind.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Be my guest. He really needs to calm down, and I don't think a party is the best place for that.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She just called you her friend! Yes! Okay good! We know each other! Progress! Stop sniffling you big baby!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You let Twilight carry you out a side door to her castle.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You going to be alright there, Silver?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Probably. Eventually. You called me friend and I appreciate it. Nice. It&quot;s fine. Sorry.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You&quot;re welcome I guess? What else did you think I&quot;d call you?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;I dunno, I can be kind of annoying sometimes. A lot of times. But hey, you can put up with-&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Stop. You&quot;re not supposed to talk about yourself that way, remember?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Sorry.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can barely grasp where you are or what&quot;s going on, but you know at least that you&quot;re on Twilight&quot;s back. It&quot;s a nice feeling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could call it riding her, you suppose, but that&quot;s rather lewd.</span><br />&quot;You&quot;re just, you&quot;re so nice to me. I really, really like how nice you are to me. I like you a lot, I&quot;m a big fan for one thing&quot; I mean before I met you, but you&quot;re great in person. I&quot;m just&quot;&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You start tearing up again but don&quot;t make any sobbing sounds, so for all you know these could be tears of joy.</span><br />&quot;I&quot;m so lucky to meet you, like a lotta guys I know would have given up their whole lives just to know you.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I know, I was there. And I&quot;m really flattered to be honest, but we REALLY need to get you to bed soon.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You start giggling at the idea of Twilight taking you to bed. You know what she meant, but in your fake drunk state, it&quot;s just so nice sounding.</span><br />&quot;In bed.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes, in bed Silver, so you can get some rest.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;In bed.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You continue to giggle like an idiot.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Are you so drunk that everything&quot;s funny to you, or am I missing a joke here?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;In bed&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh&quot; Really? We&quot;re going here?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;To bed?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I liked it better when your jokes were less dirty.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;It&quot;s not my fault, I never figured out how to clop and It&quot;s been a week and I&quot;m drunk as fuck.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Who taught you that langu- wait, what?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight started to visibly blush, apparently the past few minutes she&quot;d chalked up to just the placebo effect, but this? That was apparently too much for her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;First of all how could you neve- Oh&quot;you used to have hands.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;And here I was making sure your shower was clean every morning. I thought you just did a good job of hiding it. I guess you really do just like long showers, huh?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Uh&quot; yeah? What, did you think I was jerking it in the shower?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She turned a darker shade of red, but started to look irritated rather than embarrassed this time.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Fine, yes, whatever! You&quot;re only like this because you&quot;re pent up or something, right? You can cut back on the vulgarity next time you&quot;re drunk off of nothing, right?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Uhhhhhhh&quot; maybe? I&quot;m kind of invaded by sex thoughts most of my day to be honest.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt; &quot;Most of your- wait is THAT why you were so insistent on pants or the ghost bandages? Because you thought you were going to think about it all day?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;See, now this is why I&quot;m so ashamed, because I&quot;m just some dirty sex obsessed slut.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt; &quot;There you go again! ENOUGH with the language! Enough with the negativity, enough cursing, and enough acting like even THINKING about that sort of thing is enough to make you a bad person. You&quot;re obviously stressed and pent up, and felt weird about everything that&quot;s been going on this week. Me walking in on you and acting like a shy school girl taking a look at an anatomy book for the first time certainly didn&quot;t help! Look, I&quot;m sorry Silver, but you need to go to bed, we can talk about this in the morning when you&quot;re back to being reasonable.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There was a purple flash and you got a bit of a headache&quot; did she just teleport you to your room? Oh good she took herself too.</span><br /><br />&quot;Twi- I&quot; can you get me some water so I&quot;m not hungover tomorrow?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I&quot;m serious, there was barely ANY alcohol in those drinks, you&quot;ll be fine.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Could you humor me please? I&quot;m gonna be afraid to fall asleep otherwise.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes a deep breath and the look of irritation turns to one of understanding.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright, I can get you a glass of water. Just promise me you&quot;ll get some sleep, okay?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You&quot;ve already fallen asleep while she was talking to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That works&quot;&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wake up remembering everything that happened last night.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Looks like Twilight was right&quot; you weren&quot;t drunk, you were just having an emotional breakdown!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Thank goodness for that!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;In all seriousness, you have no idea how you&quot;re going to face Twilight after the catastrophe that was last night.</span><br />&quot;I must have sounded like an absolute nutcase! God, forget depression inspired self-deprecation, that was just an absurd level I&quot;ve never reached before.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sigh and get out of bed, opening the door before continuing to think out loud.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This was a habit you picked up because you&quot;re a sad lonely adult.</span><br />&quot;Well&quot; I mean it could be worse. After all, Twilight&quot;s pretty understanding and/or forgiving. I didn&quot;t end up causing the apocalypse in an alternate timeline or something, so that&quot;s a plus.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What did I do to YOU?!?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hear someone shout at you from down the hall. Apparently, Glim Glam heard that.</span><br />&quot;Nothing I was just using you as an example- wait have you known I&quot;ve been here the whole time?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You seemed like you wanted to be left mostly alone, so I left you be.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Thanks&quot;? I think. Continue to ignore me.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don&quot;t get a response so you think you&quot;re good.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And the response you do get happened to be from a different unicorn altogether. Namely the purple one coming up stairs.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I hear someone&quot;s awake&quot; You alright there? You were honestly starting to scare me last night.&quot;</span><br />&quot;I&quot; think so. I guess I just exaggerated a lot of stuff last night because the circumstances led me to only think about extremes. Sorry you had to see all of that.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It&quot;s alright, various mental breakdowns seem to happen a lot in ponyville&quot; I mean I&quot;ve had a few myself.&quot;</span><br />&quot;I really only remember the one about not having a friendship lesson in time.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Really? Because I think the first time travel incident counts.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can&quot;t help but pause a bit at that&quot;</span><br />&quot;I love how you lead such an interesting life that you have to preface that with &quot;first.&quot;&quot;<br /><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What can I say? I guess I&quot;m just a magnet for the bizarre.&quot;</span><br />&quot;But uh, in all fairness, I&quot;m pretty sure most people would have started to freak out if they met themselves from the future who warned them about a catastrophe.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I probably should have let myself talk. But what can you do about the past other than learn from it and move on.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah, you&quot;re right about that. I should&quot; Sit down and have a reasonable conversation with you this time around?<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I&quot;d like that&quot; You want to have that chat over breakfast?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Oh wow, I completely forgot how famished I am, yeah sure thing.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The two of you head down stairs and talk while you eat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Most of it is about you and how you found out about her and the others. In detail, whatever her show is like.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So why do you hide watching it, exactly?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Its fans had a reputation online to kind of take things out of control. Make things weird, creep people out, that sort of thing. So I mostly only ever brought it up if it was already brought up by someone else.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;At least you weren&quot;t ashamed of us or something, that would have been a bit depressing.&quot;</span><br />&quot;I mean, it&quot;s not shame it&quot;s more&quot; feeling like others wouldn&quot;t understand.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I&quot; think I get what you mean?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The look on her face does NOT match up with getting what you mean.</span><br />&quot;I mean&quot; even disregarding how most shows with your type of premise weren&quot;t very well done; there was a lot of gender divide on the subject matter. I personally didn&quot;t care, but I know others who do, and while I never met anyone who mocked someone else I HAVE heard stories. And then there&quot;s the people who take things WAY too far. Like, beyond wishing you could live here because life back there is depressing and this is a nice form of escapism. Beyond wishing you could come here because life is nice, and so are the ponies. Wishing you could come and spend time with your favorite pony and hopefully win her over. W-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Favorite pony?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;You, obviously.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She blushes and laughed nervously.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I was going to ask what you meant by that, not for you to tell me yours. I&quot;m definitely flattered though!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can&quot;t help but blush a little bit yourself.</span><br />&quot;I mean, like I said I thought it was obvious. Yeah, you were the best choice for someone to help me out if I needed a place to live, but you&quot;re also definitely the one I&quot;d want to spend the most time with.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She&quot;s having trouble looking you in the eyes, it looks like she&quot;s trying to hide her smile or something.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Is that so? I mean, thanks for the compliment, but would you mind telling me why?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Why? I mean you&quot;re sarcastic, smart, well read&quot;&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Careful, you&quot;re making me sound like I wear sunhatss regularly.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Well, I mean that&quot;s just the first layer, you&quot;re still really kind, full of leadership, strong, powerful, a living embodiment of a goddess.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ah! The truth comes out. Clearly, you&quot;re a mythology nerd and just have been too nervous to ask for my autograph.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Oh no! My secret has been revealed.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The two of you share laughs at your own stupid jokes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright, enough fun, keep going.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Well I mean, you&quot;ve always had a really attractive personality. Your looks&quot; well okay so it would normally be kind of weird for a human to say they find a pony attractive, so I focused almost entirely on your personality.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Almost?&quot;</span><br />&quot;&quot;I&quot;ll tell you later if we ever get used to each other in the way I&quot;m alluding to.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt; &quot;If? I could have sworn you were attempting to seduce me to try to assure you marry rich.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Damn it all, caught red handed once more! Is there a single ruse of mine that slipped past you?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, for a while I almost believed that you weren&quot;t just a huge nerd. Then I actually got to talk to you.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wonder if the flirt joking is going to get old anytime soon&quot; you certainly don&quot;t mind it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So you wanted to wait until you were here to decide if I was attractive or not?&quot;</span><br />&quot;ooooh&quot; I wouldn&quot;t say THAT.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;I just&quot; I guess I wanted to match up with you so you&quot;d find ME attractive. That and&quot;&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You mumble a bit of the rest of the sentence, realizing that it might be a bit too soon to tell her that part.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What was that?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I uh&quot; wanted to be compatible&quot; physically and chemically&quot;&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;It takes her a moment to realize what you mean by that, but her face goes to a full-on shade of pink in response.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;A bit early to be thinking about that, isn&quot;t it?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She tries to cross her legs inconspicuously.</span><br />&quot;Well, in specifics. But I guess I&quot;d really just like to make sure that if I&quot;m dating someone, that I&quot;d be able to ask myself, &quot;would I be alright raising a family with this person?&quot; and like my answer. And while I&quot;ve only known you personally a week&quot; well I mean&quot;&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You rub the back of your head, and one of her legs fidgets a bit against the other one.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;VERY interesting. I mean I&quot;m not exactly ready for that kind of thing right off the bat, especially since I haven&quot;t been on a date in a LONG time.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Oh I can be very patient if need be&quot; and uh, I mean we&quot;re having breakfast together like this and you&quot;ve known me a week. I think I&quot;m closer to you than someone who just walked up to someone else and asked them out on looks alone. I dunno, do you think there&quot;s specific requirements to meet for this sort of thing?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Can you even have a date in your own residence?&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;I think so! I&quot;ve heard of that sort of thing before&quot; besides, the castle&quot;s probably fancy enough to make up for whatever dating points we might be losing by having that be here. You know, the dating points we need to save up until we hit specific mandated thresholds allowing us to get closer.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright, alright point taken. I still think we shouldn&quot;t skip a few steps is all&quot; if we&quot;re really doing this, that is.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Oh! Of course, how silly of me to give off the impression that I meant otherwise. Here, I can fix part of this right now.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You lean over and give her a peck on the cheek.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She just giggles for a half minute. You wonder if you broke her&quot; at least you enjoy the way her laughter sounds. She leans over from the chair next to you to pull you closer, laying her head down on your shoulder.</span><br />&quot;Uh&quot;&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I&quot;m sorry it&quot;s just&quot; you&quot;re too cute! You had a whole array of options there, and you went for the kiss on the cheek.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;I mean, with all the times you&quot;ve embraced me to hoist me on your back, I figured we could skip hugs&quot; you know unless you WANT hugs.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Come here you.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were about to ask just how much &quot;here&quot; you could get while she&quot;s on your shoulder, but after she pulls you down on the floor so hard that the plates jump and land back on the table with a clank, you think you get the gist of it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She starts assaulting your neck with light kisses, the fiend.</span><br />&quot;S-Stooopp! That- That tickles!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She complies, stopping her kisses&quot; and licking your neck instead.</span><br />&quot;Whoa! Okay, yeah that escalated&quot; keep going.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can&quot;t say you&quot;ve ever felt this before, the feeling of someone&quot;s mouth on your neck, her legs above yours, her juices&quot; dripping on you. Dear god. You have no idea if she&quot;s absurdly turned on and just makes that much normally, or if you just have no frame of reference. Probably a little bit of both.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You really wish you could reach the fabric you were using to censor yourself right about now&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You make a moaning noise you didn&quot;t know you were capable of making. It sounded like a mix of you losing your capacity for speech and some sort of mating call. Which was pretty appropriate for what was happening right about now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hear the creaking of the doors open, directing both of your gazes over towards your intruder.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Spike is just standing there with the most tired expression on his face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I&quot;m not cleaning this up.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He slams the door back shut as he backs out of the room.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The two of you just stare at the now closed door before bursting into laughter.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;By the time the two of you picked yourselves off the floor and calmed down, the mood may not be GONE, but it&quot;s certainly not as entirely hormonal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Okay! New plan, we actually go somewhere more appropriate for this.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Are we going to clean that up before your friends come here to eat another time, or are they just going to question why there&quot;s-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight moves a chair on top of the stain on the carpet she just left.</span><br />&quot;We&quot;re going to have to clean that up eventually; you know that, right?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt; &quot;Maybe when my thoughts aren&quot;t clouded by everything I want to do to you.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You bite your lip, but this is mostly because you figure that&quot;s a good way to let her know this is turning you on right back. You don&quot;t care to think too hard about it.</span><br />&quot;Oh I definitely like how feisty you&quot;re getting.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Does this mean you don&quot;t mind me carrying you to my bed and taking over?</span><br />&quot;Not at a-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before you can finish your sentence she&quot;s already teleported the two of you to her room.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You&quot;re still not used to the after effects of when you teleport, what with the whirling room and five seconds of blindness. Twilight seems to able to do it in succession, so maybe she&quot;s just accustomed to whatever the fuck that does to your brain and body.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;By the time you regain your senses of touch, sight and hearing you&quot;re already laying down on her bed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She&quot;s just gazing at you with bedroom eyes. You wonder if she just spent the few seconds working on a face just so you&quot;d have something nice to look at. Not that her face isn&quot;t already nice.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Once the lights leave your vision and you&quot;re able to look her in the eyes again, she goes back to kissing you. Honestly, you&quot;re kind of surprised, at just HOW into it she seems to be getting.</span><br />&quot;Was last night THAT bad for you Twilight?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You literally mentioned not knowing how to clop, do you know how hard it was to avoid asking if you wanted help with that?!? You&quot;ve been teasing me all week, and dammit I might just lose it if I have to wait any longer.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don&quot;t want to keep her waiting much longer, and attempt to get that stupid censorship fabric off of your dick. Most of it just presses itself up against Twilight, struggling to be free. She lifts herself up for a chance to see it for more than an embarrassed glance this time.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Fuck I haven&quot;t done this is so long, it&quot;s hard to not just&quot; reach out and play with it right away.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Wait uh, shit I&quot;ve never actually done this before, do yo-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt; You&quot;re interrupted by Twilight&quot;s alarmed expression.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh my gosh, I&quot;m so sorry I never meant to&quot; Like, if you want me to do this slowly we can, I&quot;m fine with that. I never even considered that you might be a virgin.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Huh&quot; that must have shocked her out of her lust or something. She seems a lot more attentive now. And moving a lot slower too.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright, uh do you&quot; hmmm. Do you need me to&quot; er&quot; shit.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Twilight you were doing wonderful before, just keep doing what comes naturally to you.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;A-alright, just don&quot;t be afraid to ask me to slow down or even stop for a bit, I don&quot;t want to hurt you.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You actually wonder if there&quot;s something different about pony virginity or something. IS this going to hurt? Hopefully she&quot;ll know what she&quot;s doing, since apparently, she HAS done this before. You supposed that explained the wonderful treatment you&quot;ve been getting up to now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She went right back to assaulting you with kisses as she rubbed up against you with her wet dripping cunt. Only this time she wasn&quot;t just rubbing against the general area of where your dick might have been, it was legitimately covering your cock in her juices.</span><br />&quot;Oh god! That&quot;s&quot; WOW that feels better than I thought it would. I uh&quot; don&quot;t know if I can last that long just from you rubbing up against my, and I&quot;d rather not waste-&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Shhhhh&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She put her hoof up to your lip.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I&quot;ve got this, just relax.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She slowly rubs herself up and down the side of your length, before eventually just picking your cock up with magic and lining up manually. You never realized how much her magic tingles until she used it on the most sensitive part of your body.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That tingling sensation is quickly replaced by Twilight&quot;s warmth, perhaps a bit TOO quickly.</span><br />&quot;Okay, yeah now! We might want to&quot; hold in place there. A bit.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She immediately stops moving, looking you in the eyes for the word to keep going.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take a few breaths and feel as though you&quot;re getting control back over yourself. You were afraid you were going to blow your load then and there.</span><br />&quot;I&quot;m good now, you can keep going.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She barely hesitates to start pumping you in and out of her once more, slowing down only when you look a bit distressed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Fuck I needed this so bad&quot;. You doing alright down there?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nod in what you hope is a confirming fashion and not just you looking like you&quot;re having a seizure from the neck up.</span><br />&quot;Peerrfect!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She just smiles and keeps going, speeding her thrusts up as she leans down to kiss you once more.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your stamina wavers as she practically slams herself down on you at full force.</span><br />&quot;FUCK!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;In a moment you lose it, letting loose rope after rope of sticky hot cum inside of your lover as her cunt clamps down and attempts to milk what&quot;s left out of you. After you finish you can still feel as though Twilight is trying to drain the drops that are no longer there, almost to the point of pain. The pain subsides quickly as she finally calms down, however.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a good half minute of catching your breaths, Twilight is the first to speak.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That&quot; didn&quot;t hurt you did it?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Not more than half a second, no&quot;&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks to the side, apparently ashamed of herself.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well&quot; I mean I guess it&quot;s better than last time. Basically, if you don&quot;t finish around the same time I do, mare orgasms start to hurt their partner. I didn&quot;t want&quot; I mean it was still GOOD right?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Good nothing, that was amazing!&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She sighs with relief at your declaration.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I was a bit worried&quot; Trust me the syncing gets a lot easier the more often you do it.&quot;</span><br />&quot;How many times have you done this before?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Th-thrice&quot;&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She didn&quot;t seem to want to look you in the eye there&quot; either out of shame or because it was a different number than that.</span><br />&quot;I&quot;m not upset. Honestly it probably made this easier for you to make&quot; this easier. Bleh.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gives you a peck on the lips.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You&quot;re never going to stop being cute to me. You&quot;ll spoil me at this rate.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pull her closer into a cuddle, nuzzling into her neck.</span><br />&quot;You know, It&quot;s kinda weird just how early in the morning it is. We probably have things to do today. Well you do anyways. I&quot;m kind of freeloading off of you until I can figure out how to start writing again.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It&quot;s not like I&quot;m expecting you to pay rent, don&quot;t worry too hard about it&quot; I was going to call you a schmaltzy pet name or something, but for the life of me I can&quot;t think of one that doesn&quot;t feel forced.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Well I guess I&quot;ll just have to keep my name until then. I can have it legally changed to sugar pumpkin later.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Stop.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Shnookums.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You start to make goofy faces to match the schlock that&quot;s coming out of your mouth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;This was a mistake.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Honey booger.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You call me that and you&quot;re sleeping in the library.&quot;</span><br />&quot;So you&quot;re trying to avoid sex?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pauses in the middle of her fake threat in a moment of realization.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt; &quot;&quot;Well crap, I guess you&quot;ve got me there.&quot;</span><br />&quot;I guess you&quot;re stuck with me in your&quot; oddly larger than I remember sized bed. Have you been planning this?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She just looks away with an innocent expression.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Maaaayyyybe.&quot;</span><br />&quot;We&quot;re such dorks.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You&quot;re only just now realizing that?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You give her another peck on the lips.</span><br />&quot;Nah, it just needs to be said. We&quot;re massive dorks, but that&quot;s part of why I love you.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She just stares at you as she takes in what you just said. The room goes dead quiet, and you can only hear each other&quot;s breath.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eventually, the silence is broken by her verdict.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I&quot;m pretty sure I love you too?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hold her close to you once more.</span><br />&quot;Good enough for now I guess.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel kind of guilty for saying that. She&quot;s only known you a week and you threw that on her simply because you&quot;ve always loved her personality. She probably felt obligated to say it back so you didn&quot;t feel heartbroken.</span><br />&quot;I&quot; I could have accepted an &quot;I&quot;m not sure yet, maybe you&quot;ll know after we know each other a while longer?&quot; I&quot;m sorry I dropped all that on you.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She sighs with relief again&quot; she&quot;s been doing that a lot lately.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Thank Celestia&quot;&quot;</span><br />&quot;I don&quot;t want to guilt you into this&quot; also I completely understand that these things take time to figure out all the way. I&quot;d hate for this to cause a rift between us or anything.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You&quot;re already a good ten times more understanding than my last real relationships&quot; All two of them. No, details are not coming anytime soon.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your easily distracted mind starts to wonder if she&quot;s as bi as her coloration suggests. Questions for later&quot; or never. You&quot;re honestly not sure how sensitive she&quot;d be on that sort of thing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She waves her hoof in front of your face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You still with me?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah, just let my imagination run a bit wild there&quot;&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;A knock on her door interrupts whatever thing she was going to say in reply to that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight tosses the covers off of herself and goes to answer it, where spike&quot;s slightly less tired looking self stands with a letter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey congrats, but apparently something weird is going on involving some sort of entity made of lighting and something about rainbow dash? It&quot;s kind of illegible.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You&quot;ve never seen scorch marks on one of spike&quot;s letters before, so that might be a bad sign.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight turns around, giving you a kiss goodbye, giving you a more verbal goodbye as she walks out of her room.</span><br />&quot;Sorry, this seems really urgent. I&quot;ll see you tonight at the latest, okay?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She leaves fast enough that all you can catch is the magical slamming of the door.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So you&quot;ve got time to kill, you suppose. You could get to writing up&quot; anything. Or maybe you could go clean up that stain from earlier.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You&quot;d honestly be rather mortified if her friends found out about you from a stain on the floor, so that takes top priority in your mind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get up from the bed and look out the door, there&quot;s nothing but the silence of loneliness. And probably Glim somewhere in another part of the castle. Now that you think about it, it&quot;s probably best if she doesn&quot;t catch you cleaning up the stain. You&quot;d better hurry, just in case she waits for Twilight to leave before she goes to feed herself or something.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Looking back and forth, you&quot;re not entirely sure you know where you are. Maybe you should take that tiny bit of paranoia, and reverse it around. If she IS in the castle you might be able to figure out where to go based off of the sounds of her hoovesteps. Or you could NOT come up with an overelaborate plan to clean up a stain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You spend a few minutes mentally debating on how you plan to do this, you decide to just head out and follow what you DO know-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It&quot;s downstairs. Twilight&quot;s room is only a bit away from the foyer. You&quot;re a fucking idiot.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You head downstairs as quickly as you can, remembering those times as a kid you sometimes walked up stairs on all fours. You once tried it while going downstairs, terrifying yourself. You wonder what makes this any different.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After that the walk to the dining room is relatively stress free, with the materials you need to clean the stain being in the bathroom right next to said room.</span><br />&quot;Am I becoming a housewife?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You ask to no one at all, while attempting to get as much of it invisible as possible.</span><br />&quot;I&quot;d probably need to learn how to cook to be fully stereotypical though&quot; Thank god spik-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck, Spike fills that role. Who&quot;s basically like her kid brother or something.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wonder if you&quot;d need to cook if he&quot;s ever not around.</span><br /><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You suppose you could get back to writing again, but would it really be appropriate to write something about the main six/seven in a place where they&quot;re real?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe if you made them non-fiction theory books or something. Like, the idea of each of them having to undergo some trial that warps reality and tests their element to obtain an immortal body.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You&quot;d probably have to ask Twilight if it was okay first though, especially the part about them having to explode and/or die first. You think that&quot;s what happened to her original body anyways.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But then you&quot;d have to start wondering if such a thing was genetic and if it was possible to keep a lover around for a long period of time.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Or maybe they last that long in equstria anyways, considering how vague granny smith&quot;s age is.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You should write down notes for these at least. Once more these are just scattered ideas, and you&quot;d probably need Twilight&quot;s help to organize them.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wonder if depending on her so much is unhealthy. Probably not, since you&quot;re not accustomed to where you are yet.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh wait, you used to write your notes on your laptop, but you have no idea if that even works here, much less if you can use it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Actually, it&quot;s up in what you&quot;d call your room if you weren&quot;t confident of Twilight wanting you to sleep with her most if not all nights.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wonder if there&quot;s a room you can clear out for a study-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She has a library. What the fuck are you thinking?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You really SHOULD stop beating yourself up in your head like this, but it&quot;s kind of hard to kick a habit that old.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That being said, you legitimately don&quot;t know where her library is, as you can&quot;t just look outside for the foyer like earlier.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So you&quot;ll need Twilight&quot;s help AGAIN. No&quot; big deal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sigh and head to her room, feeling a bit helpless. Might as well keep her bed warm for her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The stairs and floor seem a bit bleak, you can&quot;t tell if that&quot;s normal or just depression. You&quot;re not the most attentive person, after all.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You head to her bedroom, flopping down and just hiding underneath the covers.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Minutes turn into hours and the sun is moved to the horizon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fittingly enough Twilight groggily opens up her door and slides on in the covers with you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt; &quot;Hey, argent sarcasm I hope you&quot;re not in the mood for anything tonight, because I honestly don&quot;t feel like doing ANYTHING right now.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It&quot;s getting too dark to see, but you hear the gentle closing of the door behind her. You guess it&quot;s bedtime, she&quot;s probably too tired for dinner. And to be honest, you don&quot;t really care.</span><br />&quot;Long day?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You&quot;d think I&quot;d get used to trying to communicate with ancient deities, but apparently this one decided his mind was made up as soon as he saw rainbow dash&quot;s cutie mark.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Is context helpful here or&quot;?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn slightly to let her spoon you, figuring since you&quot;re smaller than her that it&quot;d only make sense for&quot; this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Something about a thunder god or whatever. He&quot;s going to spend who knows how long trying to devise a &quot;trial of loyalty&quot; worthy enough of &quot;ascending&quot; or whatever he was blathering on about. I mean he also said it&quot;d have to warp reality, but I doubt lightning is strong enough to do THAT.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Wow that both helped AND made things more confusing. How did you do that?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She wraps her limbs around you, pulling you closer. Her warmth presses up against you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;This is my job, weird stuff happens, I have to go keep it from getting weirder.&quot;</span><br />&quot;So I guess it&quot;s a nice change of pace to be home, right?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gives you a quick kiss on the back of the neck, you instinctively scrunch up, which gets a chuckle out of her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It&quot;s just nice in general.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah&quot; I mean even though I feel like I depend on you a whole lot; it&quot;s always nice to be comforted by you.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Uh&quot; Is there something you want to talk about?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sit up in the bed, her face following yours with the concern that matches her voice.</span><br />&quot;I guess&quot; Actually now that I think about it, there&quot;s probably a lot to talk about.&quot;</div></div>




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