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<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You, are anon</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are also losing</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow Dash is about 3 feet ahead of you, and the gap only grows bigger</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why is she so fast? You think to yourself</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When she challenged you to a race, you accepted with nothing but confidence</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You may not be a die-hard runner, but you think you're pretty fast</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Clearly not fast enough, hm?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Though could you really complain?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash's ass was fantastic. Muscular, but that didn't stop it from moving hypnotically as she sprinted in her tight, black shorts</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Seems losing wasn't that shitty, though Dash would disagree</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ha! Suck it Anon! You lost!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh, yeah, you were racing.</span><br />&quot;Well, darn, you got me, good job&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't really care, you had a nice view the whole time</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She walked over to the nearby bench and grabbed her large, blue water jug, squirting it into her mouth</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For some reason you maintained eye contact with her as she did this</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Lewd</span><br />&quot;Hey, Dash, pass that would you?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She nodded silently and tossed it towards you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey waterfall it oka-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You put the bottle in your mouth and swallowed it vigorously</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Something to note, Dash was a little bit of a germophobe</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She told you this in confidence, you were kinda flattered</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Doesn't mean you cared, of course, it was too fun to see the look on her face</span><br />&quot;Dammit Anon! Fuck off!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She stepped up to you and snatched the bottle, you burst out laughing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She shot one of her death glares and bent over to take off her running shoes</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nice ass.png</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You switched to a loose shirt and sat down.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, Anon?&quot;</span><br />&quot;What's up, Dash?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Pinkie wanted be to ask you if you'd be interested in... a slumber party..?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sweet jesus, no</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A sleepover?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With Rainbow Dash's crazy ass, magical friends?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No fucking way, you promised yourself not to fuck with crazy shit ever since that one time...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That's for later</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, I don't know about that one, Dash&quot;</span><br />&quot;Aw, come on Anon! It'll be fun!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She wraps herself around your right arm, staring up at you with those big, beautiful eyes</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck that's cute</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why is Dash so cute around you?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Only you...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'll ask her about that later.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Look, I'll think about it, ok?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This cheers her up, knowing there is a chance</span><br />&quot;Awesome! I really hope you can make it!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You two sit there embracing eachother.</span><br />&quot;O-of course because I want to beat you in all of the party games, yeah!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She shoves herself off of you and punches your arm</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh yeah, sure thing, you may be faster than me, but nobody beats Anon at fuckin' party games&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's already walked back to the bench, taking a swig from her bottle</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait, what was that?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look to her, she's got her mouth on it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It looks like she's internally struggling right now</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At least she's doing it!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She finishes drinking and her face goes a deep crimson</span><br />&quot;W-what? I was t-thirsty!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She turns away quickly and starts packing her things</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Right...thirsty&quot; You whisper</span><br />&quot;Alright, lets' get going, I got a box of dvd's from my Dad we can watch!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh, yeah, her Dad was in the Military</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Must suck not seeing him much</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Sounds great! You think I can shower while I'm there, too?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For some reason Dash blushes when you say this</span><br />&quot;Absolutely...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's late at Dash's</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;About 2:20 AM</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You two are both on her couch, a bit tipsy, watching the last movie in the box</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The Blair Witch Project</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So far it ain't bad, you've definitely seen worse</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash is snuggled up against you, her ear pressed up against your chest</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You absentmindedly stroke her hair as she hums with pleasure</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There is a jumpscare, fucking hell</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Neither of you jump, but god damn that kinda got you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash chuckles</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What?&quot;</span><br />&quot;You're heartbeat just went up so much, haha&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She teases</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You bet her heart did the same, but you had no idea of testing that out</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At least without it getting lewd</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh pssh, I bet you're just as scared as I am&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks into your eyes, a small blush forming on her face</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stare back, but no words are exchanged for a while</span><br />&quot;I can't be scared of anything when I'm with you..Anon&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh my, that's...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wow</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Dash, I...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What should you say?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What can you say to something like that?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You see her move her head towards you agonizingly slowly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Should you kiss her?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're both drunk</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This has to be just a drunk moment</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This cannot happen</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Make up an excuse!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh uh, Dash! I just forgot! My dog has been pent up in the house ALL day! I gotta blast!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;SERIOUSLY?</span><br />&quot;Oh...okay..?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You rush off of the couch and pause the movie, you look back at her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Holy fuck she looks disappointed</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Dash, I'm very sorry, I promise we'll continue this another time&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She doesn't say anything</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you open the front door you swear you hear a sniffle</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God dammit</span><br />&quot;I'll see you at the slumber party tomorrow, right?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You kinda owe her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You got it, I'll be there. Goodnight Dash&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are Rainbow Dash</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Are you pissed?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sad?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What emotion is this?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Since when did Anon have a fucking dog?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Does he not like you?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why did he lie to you just to get away from you?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Are you THAT unattractive?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What is it?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The hair? The skirt? Fucking what?! You like your hair! AND your skirt!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is he mad because you tease him?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You only tease him because...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is it love?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You think it's love</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Whenever he's around you don't feel like you have to try so hard</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel like you can just be yourself around him</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He cares so much about you, you know it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Caring about someone does not exactly equal loving them</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dammit, Dash, you knew this!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why did you try to kiss him!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He probably thinks of you as a fucking sister!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Or some other dumb bullshit!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fucking hell!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;More reasons to drink</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You grab the nearest can and chug it down, throwing it on the velvet soft floor</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cannot cry</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Do NOT cry</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Crying is showing weakness!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't let anybody see that your weak!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nobody's around</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can cry</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So you do...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What else can you do?&gt;You are Anon</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What time is it?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;11:30 AM</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Man, you should get up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Bed is so comfy tho</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yeah, but having a life is cool too</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait, is it?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You think so...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Uuuuugh&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You force yourself up and into the shower</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They never sound good until you actually get in</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Warm water is the shit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why the fuck are pools cold?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Stupid</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After washing you cook yourself up some eggs and some toast</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;NO BUTTER</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;pic related</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You check your phone</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Holy fucking shit&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;18 MISSED CALLS</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;8 NEW TEXTS</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What the actual fuck!?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's Dash</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They're all from last night, christ you feel bad</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Should you look?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They're probably drunken rants</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then she'll see you read them</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck it, you unlock your phone</span><br />&quot;ANON I'M SORRY&quot;<br />&quot;ANON I'M SORRY&quot;<br />&quot;I'M SORRY, ANON&quot;<br />&quot;TEXT ME BACK, ANON&quot;<br />&quot;ANON ARE YOU AWAKE?&quot;<br />&quot;Sorry caps lock...&quot;<br />&quot;Anon&quot;<br />&quot;I love you anon, please, anon, text me&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wow</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel really fucking shitty right now</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How do you even respond?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Should you go see her?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel the need to see her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your closest friend</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Friend</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why did it sound wrong?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck, relationships suck ass</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's decided</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After putting on some sweatpants and a white T-shirt you get in your bummy ass car</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hey, it moves, doesn't it?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm coming, Dash&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;On your way to Dash's you decide to stop by McWiggles</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash LOVES Shamrock Shakes</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Let's be real, who doesn't?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't decide whether to get one for each of you, or be cheeky and get a big one with two straws for you to share</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sounds cute</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you're not sure it's appropriate right now</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Two mediums please...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yummy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Getting back in the car you start it up and head out</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Frank Ocean is here to cheer you on, thankfully</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn up your stereo and bob your head to &quot;Nikes&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Good fucking shit here</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pretty sad vibes though</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You switch to the radio, enough of that</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You forgot the radio is just overplayed music, how about just no music then?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fun...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Quiet...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh no</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What was that song about how silence makes you think of shit you really don't want to?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That's you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;FeelsVeryBad</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash's house never felt so far away</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God you missed her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But why?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why do you suddenly miss her so much?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've never felt these feelings about her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Finally you arrive</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her car is in the driveway</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Very good sign!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's here!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nearly sprint up to the door and knock a little too hard</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Dash!? You in there?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Dash! Please let me in!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fucking shit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That's okay, Dash. You need some time! I got you a shamrock! Uh...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God this is awkward</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've never shouted at a door before</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You left the shamrock on her doorstep and left</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck you hope you'll see her tonight</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck you need to see her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow Dash</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are Rainbow Dash</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's a little after 7</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The party should be starting soon!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe you should show up late, to look cool, edgy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fucking what?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No fuck that</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take a shower, checking your phone before you get in</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nothing</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;At least nothing from Anon</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;1 NEW MESSAGE</span><br />&quot;Hi! Dashie! The party is gonna start VERY soon! I hope you can make it! I have so much fun stuff to do! Much love!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh Pinkie</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Never change</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But everything hurts, still</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Guh...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Stop!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You need to stop thinking so much about him</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This shit sucks, so much pain!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why is this just starting!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've known him for a whole year!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luckily the shower really calms you down</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't feel like throwing up anymore</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your chest hurts a little though</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Literal heartbreak?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Funny</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's not that funny</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You step out of the shower and dry off, checking yourself out in the mirror as you do so</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nice</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Lean, a bit thicker in the right places</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, your b cup hasn't grown</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But your ass is looking great!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You grab it with one hand and shake it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So hypnotizing, and it's YOUR ass!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's firm when you flex it, what you're looking for, really</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow Dash, you're one fine lady</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You slap it, a nice red mark is left</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That made your nipples hard...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow Dash, you're one strange, horny lady</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's time to get dressed</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Something semi-formal? Nope</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Casual?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait, this is a slumber party!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fucking pajamas! Duh!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Which pair?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The onesie?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Meh</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shirt and pants</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You packed some extra things like girl stuff, snacks, and clothes</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You never know what could happen, extra clothes is always good</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You slip on some shoes and grab your car keys.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you exit you hit something with your foot</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Huh?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's a melted shamrock shake</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How long has this been here?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Who got this for you?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Right</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Only one person knows about your love for shamrock shakes</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anon</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck, he bought you a shamrock shake</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And you let it go to waste</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;WAIT</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is his fault!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why the hell would he leave a shamrock shake on your doorstep without telling you?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What an idiot</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He's your idiot, of course</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pick up the cup and walk back inside your house to throw it away</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now you can leave</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The drive is not too long to get to Pinkie's</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You blast some music along the way</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Should you text Anon?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Make sure he's coming</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That sounds good</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yeah! Do that!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open up your messages</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What the fuck did I do last night?!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You scan over all of your messages sent to Anon</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God the cringe</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were sooo fucking drunk</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You have to stop drinking away pain</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That shit doesn't work</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe just hope he is there..?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yeah</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God you sure hope he's there</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's gonna be a fun night</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hope</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are Anon</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God you hope Dash is there</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well of course she'll be there</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's HER friends party, you bet she's wonder if you're showing up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Of course you are</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not really even for the party</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You owe it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You double checked your smell before you get out of the car</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Smelling good, feeling good</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, well, well</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This place is pretty impressive</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You walk up to the door and knock three times</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There was a knocker but who the fuck uses those?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wait a while, maybe nobody heard?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is it the right time?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Knock louder!</span><br />THUNK THUNK THUNK<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hear the door unlock</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It swings open</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The purple girl is there</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twlight, right?</span><br />&quot;Hello, who are you?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She doesn't know you? I guess Dash doesn't talk about you to her friends</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why would she?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But why does it hurt thinking she doesn't?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh! I am Anonymous, but call me Anon. I am Rainbow Dash's guest&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shake Twilight's hand firmly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her hands are mighty smaller than yours</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But fuck they're soft</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And those glasses are cute</span><br />&quot;Okay, great! I am Twilight, come on in!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were suddenly confused on who's party this was</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie's or Twilights?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey, Twilight, is this your house...or?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks back at you and smiles</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What a great smile</span><br />&quot;Oh no, this is Pinkie's, she's in the kitchen making pizza rolls&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck yes, pizza rolls</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is a party alright</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Okay, i brought chips and salsa, they're in my bag&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She nods silently and leads you downstairs into the basement</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;One of those parties eh?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Actually a basement is more for kickbacks, soooooo</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yeah</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's just you and six other girls</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Five of which you don't really know</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Everything's fine</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Should you leave?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, you're already here</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why leave?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You and Twilight make it to the basement, it's pretty cold</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Everyone is already here, cool</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow Dash isn't here</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The girls look to you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Where is Rainbow Dash?!&quot; You blurt</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They all look at each other</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sunset Shimmer speaks up</span><br />&quot;She texted me that she's on her way, you her guest?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh thank god</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You thought she ditched on you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, I'm Anon, how's it going?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Everyone looks pretty comfortable, okay</span><br />&quot;Howdy, Ah'm Applejack&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She took responsibility of introducing everyone</span><br />&quot;This is Fluttershy&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh wow, that's a cute</span><br />&quot;H-hello, Anon&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;CUTE</span><br />&quot;An' this is Rarity&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck she's pretty</span><br />&quot;Why hello, darling, Rainbow has told me a lot about you...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Really?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay! Good, that's good, right?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;She's only said good things, yeah?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Why don't you ask her yourself, dear?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Everyone's looking behind you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's here</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You haven't thought about what to say</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sorry maybe?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn around</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wow she looks great, as usual</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her friends greet her, but you just look</span><br />&quot;Hey girls...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Uh, me too?!</span><br />&quot;Anon...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She nods to you, you smile</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She doesn't</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck so cold</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is she mad!?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;B-but, shamrock shake!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She walks passed you and she takes a seat next to Applejack</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is she really going to be like that?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Seriously?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fine. Fuck her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You decide to check on the pizza rolls upstairs</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So what?! So what you didn't kiss her!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's not that big of a fucking deal!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She doesn't have to be so cold towards you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Where's her fistbump?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Or hug!?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She loves it when you hug her!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gets all flustered and buries her face into your chest</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She almost forgets to let go after a while</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Enough thinking about her, this is a party</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And bad vibes are not going to ruin it!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just ignore her!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Don't let her drag you down! You were going to have fun! Drink! Dance! Hook Up!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe not the last one, but you can only dream</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The smell of pizza rolls fills your nostrils</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh boy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You approach the kitchen after a little guidance from the smell</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;How's it going in here?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're face to face with a wall of pizza rolls</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Holy fuck why</span><br />&quot;Oh? Who's there?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;That must be Pinkie, yeah? Why did she make so many goddamn pizza rolls?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It's me, Anon. I'm Dash's guest&quot;</span><br />&quot;Grrrreat! Welcome to the party! I just have to finish all of these pizza rolls!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yeah no.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Uh, maybe that's enough pizza rolls?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her head punches through the wall, somehow none of them fall over</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks at you with pure hatred</span><br />&quot;Too MANY pizza rolls?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh god did you fuck up? Already?</span><br />&quot;How can one have TOO MANY pizza rolls?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She smiles, oh thank god, you thought you were dead for sure, she's got crazy magic</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, let's be real, who's going to eat all of this?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You grab one off of the wall, soooo gooood</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There's just way too many</span><br />&quot;I am silly! This is all for me!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;wat</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She cranes her neck and rotates her head, un-humanlike</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She opens her mouth wide and swallows all of them, like 0 fucking chewing went on there</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What dat mouth do..?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck, think about what just happened</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Actually don't</span><br />&quot;Yummy! Now here are the rest of them!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The plate she shows looks reasonable for a party of 8</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ok! I'll bring them down!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She nods to you and salutes, opening the fridge for more food</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You spot some beer in there, oh yes please</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anything to get your mind off of Dash</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You neeeeed this</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is the beer even for the party?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh, who are you kidding, of course it is!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You gotta get Pinkie to bring it down, NOW</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She sees you eyeing the fridge</span><br />&quot;What's up? You need some milk with those? Some are spiiiicy!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She then proceeds to chug some milk straight from the carton, some of it leaked out of the corner of her mouth</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Lewd asf</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Uh no, actually I was wondering about the-&quot;</span><br />&quot;Whipped cream!? I LOOOVE that stuff! I haven't tried it on pizza rolls yet! Good idea Anon!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Of course, she picks one off of the plate and tries it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You think it'd be gross, but her reaction tells you it's delicious</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now you gotta try</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Pinkie, hand me the cream&quot;</span><br />&quot;Mhmm!&quot; She tosses it and you catch it, of course<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her mouth is full of cream</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Lewd</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nab one pizza roll and put a dot of whipped cream on it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Doesn't actually look that bad</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pop it in your mouth and chew</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay not as amazing as expected, but manageable</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Definitely not something you're doing often</span><br />&quot;Isn't it great! What doesn't taste good with whipped cream?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's nose to nose with you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, it was okay. Maybe barbecue sauce or hot sauce would suit it better though&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She puts whipped cream on your nose and giggles</span><br />&quot;Yeah that DOES sound good!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cross your eyes to look at the whipped cream, which gets another laugh out of her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's pretty cool, it seems</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If this girl is hosting the party it should be a good one</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Time for some payback, anyways</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey Pinkie&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She is still practically in your face, but you call her anyways</span><br />&quot;Mhmmmm?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;God she's so cute</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You lean you head forwards and wipe the cream you had on your nose all over her face</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You laugh hysterically like it's the most evil plan ever deducted</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So does she</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She grabs the can and squirts some on your nose again</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Obviously you rub it all over her face with your nose again</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is this weird?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You both are very weird</span><br />&quot;Hahaha! Anon you're so fun!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;That makes you feel good</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Someone is missing out on your fun-ness</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sucks to be that person</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie Pie suddenly gasps</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh shit son what happened</span><br />&quot;Anon! I have a great idea!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What is it, Pinkie&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You trying not to laugh at her cream face</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's all over</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Like everywhere</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So lewd</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Withouts speaking Pinkie Pie takes the can and puts some on your nose again</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You move your head forward to attack but she puts a hand up to stop you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She instead leans her head forwards</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What kind of ruse is this?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What's she up to?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie Pie giggles then licks the cream off of your nose</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh my god</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This girl is making you feel things</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Things you didn't think would be felt tonight</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wat do..?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She stands there, holding in her laughter as you sit with a probably stupid ass face</span><br />&quot;Bahahahaha! Anon you should see your face!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You knew it goddammit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your facial expressions betray you, trust no one</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not even yourself</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You start to laugh along with her, even though you're a tad aroused</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What the fuck is this girl doing to you?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're catching feelings already! You've been here for like 5 minutes!</span><br />&quot;So Anon...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wow her voice got a lot more sexier</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Looking up at her now you see her eyes half lidded</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Though what else are you going to look at, the rest of her face is whipped cream</span><br />&quot;Aren't you gonna...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She walks up to you and grips your torso</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then she leans in really close and stares into your eyes</span><br />&quot;Return the favooor..?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;wut...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is she implying...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That you...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Lick all of that shit off</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Man, thinking about it, it doesn't seem that bad</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's so incredibly sexy, yet so silly it conflicts you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is she innocent or what!?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Should you do this?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck yeah you should</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You got it, Pinks&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is gonna get steamy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're doing this, oh boy you're doing this</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This shit is crazy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Of all of the lewd things you've seen and heard of</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You never thought you'd be doing this shit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You place your hands on Pinkie's face and she giggles</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You decide to start with her forehead, it's got the least amount on it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And you wanted to get to those lips quickly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She giggles and squirms as you tentatively lick her face</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's getting less weird, honestly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This was hot</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With time you get down lower</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tease her my dragging your tongue just above her lips, you feel her pucker them a little bit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Man, she must really want it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You make circles around her lips before going to her chin, her creamy lips left behind</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She whimpers and you can feel her trying to move her head</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Pinkie, let me finish all of this, it'll be worth the wait&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She subtly nods and you continue</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After her chin you continue on to her neck</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You suckle and nibble on it as you trail downwards</span><br />&quot;Oh Anon&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She moans and starts to rub her hands all over you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She places a hand on the back of your head and reveals more of her neck for you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You move your hands down to her tender, ample hips</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You squeeze them and continue your raid on her neck</span><br />&quot;I think I'm d-done waiting, A-anon...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her beath is labored, and she's got that look in her eyes</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God that's hot</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She grabs your head, lifts it up, then slams her mouth onto yours</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your tongues collide with aggressiveness and passion</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You overpower hers easily and you explore her mouth</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She tastes fucking great</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The whipped cream is probably helping with that</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She moans huskily and begins to fumble with your belt buckle</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's so wrapped up in the moment she struggles with it, until finally she throws down your pants</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Instantly she slips her hand down your boxers and feels up your dick</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now it's your turn to let out a moan</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She smiles and slides your boxers down, letting your pride stand free</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The kiss breaks apart for a brief moment</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then she forces herself upon you again</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're memory is clouded by all of your lust</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What led up to this situation?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Does that really matter?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're fucking around with Pinkie Pie, someone you barely know</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Life's good</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your dick by now is at full attention, with her groping and the kissing</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie pushes her lower half closer to you, your dick poking her leg</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She moans into the kiss again and adjusts her legs</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Once your dick is aligned in between them, she slides it in the middle</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are now thigh-fucking Pinkie Pie</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You groan and thrust forward lightly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her silky smooth shorts feel like they were designed for this</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck, you feel like she was designed for this, her thighs are so warm and plump</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It feels amazing</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You slide your dick in as far as possible, before your pelvis gets pressed against her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can tell she enjoying it as well, you can even feel the heat emminating from her crotch</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe you should do some work on that</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Moving a hand from her hip you use three fingers to rub at her sensitive area</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She breaks the kiss and holds in a gasp, before letting it out in a lust filled moan</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You two stare into each others eyes, you thrusting and rubbing her</span><br />&quot;Anon...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;P-Pinkie&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You felt your self getting close</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No way you're busting right now, you gotta stick something in this girl</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You slow your thrusting down to a halt and kiss her again</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You grasp her hips and lead her backwards towards the counter</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She realizes this and gets her own pace, before setting herself on her back on top of the counter</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God she's so sexy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stare down at her, your hands creeping up to pull off her shorts</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do it in one swift motion, you're prick is twitching in excitement</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her panties are the only thing between your goal, they're slid off with ease and discarded onto the floor</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's time</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her pink slit glistens with juices, it's looks so inviting</span><br />&quot;Anoooon, come ooon&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She wraps her legs around your waist and pulls you closer to her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your head nudges the entrance and she groans</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take a breath and slowly slid it in</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her heated flesh fits snugly around your cock</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It felt so good</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The further you sink in the more you ached for, soon you got as far as you could</span><br />&quot;Oh, Anon, you-you really fill me up&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She giggles and breathes heavily, it's nice to see she's enjoying this</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's time to pick up the pace</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You grip the edge of the counter and start thrusting with great vigor</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie moans and gasps out of wanton lust</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her tits bounce with each thrust, giving you some thing to stare at</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's a D cup at best</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Every time you begin to pull back her needy walls grip and pull in desperation to keep you in</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Soon your sweating quite a bit, and Pinkie's pink skin glistens under the kitchen lights, highlighting her voluptuous features</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie moves her hands to yours and locks fingers with you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stare into her big, beautifully blue eyes</span><br />&quot;A-anon, I think I'm going to...to&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her sentence is cut short and her eyes twitch and roll as she convulses</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel her tighten up down there and it adds even more pleasure to this</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her juices coat your dick and you're filled with euphoria</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit you're gonna cum soon</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You gotta warn her, at least</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's still riding that orgasm, her tongue is lolling out of her mouth and her legs twitch just a little</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'll wait for her to finish</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;In the meantime you grasp her breasts to squeeze and knead them</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie moans out the loudest she has yet and it sparks a worry in you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The fucking girls are still here</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Holy fuck</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You think you better wrap this up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Pinkie, I'm gonna, where do you want it?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She wordlessly moves her legs from around you and you slide out of her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She twists and scooches on the counter so she's on her belly, facing you</span><br />&quot;M-my mouth, Anon&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck yeah</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her mouth opens and she sticks her tongue out, looking up at you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stroke yourself before releasing onto her tongue and into her mouth</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You run your fingers through her hair and groan</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That felt reaaally good</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are Rainbow Dash</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're worried about Anon, he left to check on the pizza rolls like 15 minutes ago!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe you should check on them?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie and Anon, you mean</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The rest of the girls are playing Go Fish in the back</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You weren't really into it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just wanted to drink and get crazy, have fun</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Go Fish isn't that fun, you thought so for most card games</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Though strip poker is quite crazy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Getting bored you decide to head over to the girls</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey, girls, who's winning?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack looks over to you with a cocky smile</span><br />&quot;Well, I am, Dash. Fluttershy is right behind me, though&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The rest of the girls hum in confirmation</span><br />&quot;Got any Jacks?&quot; Rarity spoke.<br />&quot;Nope!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;See? This is what you mean.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fucking boooooring</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Asking questions and putting cards in a pile isn't that fun</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why did Pinkie put all of the fun stuff in that damned locked cabinet?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Speaking of Pinkie, right, checking on her and stuff</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And Anon, yeah</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sure</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey, I'm gonna go see what is taking Pinkie and Anon so long&quot;</span><br />&quot;Oh my, they sure have been out for a long time, haven't they?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity giggles</span><br />&quot;I wonder what a man and woman can be up to, alone, for this amount of time?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck off, Rarity</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Seriously?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anon isn't like that</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The girls laugh together</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It's not that funny&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They stop</span><br />&quot;Oh, Dash, I'm sorry, it was just too good of an opening&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck you, and your apology</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You walk towards the basement steps and make your way up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't smell any pizza rolls</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Weird, isn't that what she was making?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Somethings fishy here</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You round the corner into the kitchen and see Anon and Pinkie sitting on the counter drinking beer</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The fuck?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They started drinking already?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So, what's going in here, huh?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're a little jealous</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are Anon</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After the....</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Event</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You and Pinkie just chilled on the counter, drinking beer and talking</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You completely forgot about how you're supposed to be taking pizza rolls down</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They're probably cold, anyways</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gonna have to reheat them later</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So yeah, that's basically how I met Dash&quot;</span><br />&quot;You became such good friends even after an argument like that?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yeah it was strange</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You basically got your ass handed to you by her soccer team in a game at school</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The bitch had her soccer friends with her and you had to draft pick from a bunch of random guys you've never met</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hey at least they were fit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Somewhat, anyways</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So you lost like 18:0 and you cussed her out</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Some shit about her being a cocky showoff piece of shit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't really regret saying it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was true</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then you argued with her and her whole team, because yours left you behind</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck those guys</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After that you and Dash became partners in weights, so you couldn't avoid seeing her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Soon you just started talking more and she actually even helped you get better at soccer</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't even really like soccer, you just had fun with her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You even attended her games and cheered her on, taking her out after, too</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd cheer her up after a loss by just pep talking her and getting her after game snacks</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd like to do these things again</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But it ain't soccer season right now</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Plus, it's complicated between you two</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hear someone walking down the hallway towards the kitchen</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You double check that nothing scandalous is hanging out and all of the clothes are ON</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The only slightest hint at what happened was Pinkie's crazy ass disheveled hair</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh! It's Dash!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aaaand</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She doesn't look too happy, at all</span><br />&quot;So, what's going on in here, huh?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Operation act like nothing crazy went on</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh? Me and Pinkie just opened up some beers and started chatting, no biggie&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She doesn't seem too happy about the answer</span><br />&quot;Yeah! Me and Anon were actually JUST talking about you! Dash!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're blowing it, Pinkie</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God dammit, Pinkie</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Reminiscing about your past with Dash isn't something you want to do right now</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The feels man</span><br />&quot;Talking about me? Like what?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's so pissy lately, like even more than when she loses a soccer game</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look to Pinkie and she shrugs</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, like when we first met and stuff&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her face softens, she opens her mouth to say something but nothing comes out</span><br />&quot;Yeah! I can't believe that you guys got so mad over a game!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yeah, Pinkie</span><br />&quot;And even after that you hung out all the time and became besties!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, Pinkie</span><br />&quot;I think you guys would be such an adorable cou-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash's glares at her, her fists balled and a fire in her eyes</span><br />&quot;OKAY, PINKIE, ENOUGH&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Jesus, she's angry</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie stops talking and frowns for a moment, then smiles</span><br />&quot;Oh yeah! We gotta reheat these pizza rolls!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;What a change in vibes</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash is pissed</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie is...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well you don't really know, she's happy a lot but that could just mask some inner demons that shroud her daily life with fits of rage, sorrow, and regret</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh god, what the fuck was that?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You need help</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie shuffles around the kitchen doing random shit you don't care about</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're too worried about Dash</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wonder if she's gonna be okay</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You need to talk to her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You slide off the counter and walk towards her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She notices you approaching and tenses up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey, Dash... Are you...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just ask her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The fuck? Speak words!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Are you...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's waiting expectantly</span><br />&quot;Dashie! Come here a moment pleeease!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dammit Pinkie</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash looks to her then back to you, before slowly walking away</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not without looking back</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Looks like she has something to say as well</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why is this so hard?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash walks over to grab two plates of pizza rolls, one in each hand</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie smiles and squees before grabbing plates, napkins, and turning off the oven</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What were you gonna do?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash walks passed you and catch her wonderful fragrance</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What is that? You've never noticed Dash wears perfume</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'll ask her about it later</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'll TRY to ask her about it later</span><br />&quot;Anon! You can grab the beers! There on the 'fridgerator shelf!&quot; Pinkie calls out, moving towards you<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh nice</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;More beer!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright Pinkie, I'm on it&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You brush passed her and open up the fridge</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's fucking loaded</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Every time you look into your fridge it's just a pile of disappointment</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But this...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's like the holy land of foods</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You spot the beers and grab both the boxes, time for the party to actually start</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then something crosses your mind, something pretty important</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey...Pinkie?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah, Anon?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;How do you phrase this..?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm, not exactly looking for an actual relationship and-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie rushes to you and kisses you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It is filled with passion, you can feel the her emotions poured into you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your tongues wrestle briefly before she moves away</span><br />&quot;I know Anon, I'm not looking for one either...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, good?</span><br />&quot;Buuuut...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pecks you on the lips, now your blushing</span><br />&quot;It would be nice if we could stay extra special friends, if you now what I mean...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Friends With Benefits?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh sure, sure</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Y-yeah, Pinkie, that sounds amazing&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your so flustered right now, it's kind of embarrassing</span><br />&quot;Grrrrreat! I'm so glad I met you, Anon!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Likewise, Pinkie...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She smiles, plants one more kiss on your lips then turns to walk away</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What a great night so far</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, it could definitely be much better</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If Dash would come around</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Or if you could come around...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why is it so hard to talk to her?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That night wasn't that bad...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Whatever, no reason to think about that when you're about to get wasted with a bunch of chicks</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Life's good</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Veeeeeerrry good</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You step downstairs, going carefully since the stairway is quite dark</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The light from the basement guides you, you hear some chit chat from the girls</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Can't wait to make it awkward when you get down there</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You knew you would</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The girls notice you walking towards them, they give small waves</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity decides to speak up</span><br />&quot;Oh, Anon, darling, you're finally back from your...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She and a few others suppress laughter</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;One on one time...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh shit, son</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your eyes widen and you feel a bead of sweat crawl down your face</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She knows?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She knows!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Don't panic...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKING SHIT!!!!!!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The girls laugh and Pinkie Pie looks at you quizzically</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Does she not get it?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How can you let that fly over your head?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;C'mon Pinkie</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash looks fucking pissed off</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She refrains herself from saying anything, for the better of the girls</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You know how good she is at going off on someone</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Most girls are</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But Dash is next level</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I...uh, um&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This shit is embarrassing, and awkward</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All of the girls know you fucked Pinkie!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fucking how!?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Were you noisy?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity takes a breath and notices your internal freak out</span><br />&quot;Oh, darling, I'm juuust teasing you! Now come and bring those beers!&quot; She says, gesturing with her hand<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You...were?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit don't blow it!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Right! Of course, nice joke, Rarity!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Smooth...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You walk over to the table and place both boxes on top</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Some are quick to grab one but you just watch in amusement</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's like feeding birds</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then something crosses your mind, something about drinking, and games</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Got it!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Girls! Wait! Don't drink yet!&quot;</span><br />&quot;Wha? I've been waiting all night for this!&quot; Sunset whines<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The girls nod with her in agreement</span><br />&quot;Yeah, what's the hold up Anon?&quot; Applejack asks.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;This'll be fun</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Don't worry, you'll definitely drink. I just wanted to kick it off... differently&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They look at you like you spoke an alien language</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;A game, would you like to play a game?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get some hesitant nods and silent &quot;sures&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Good 'nuff</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This gun be gud</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You grab a table from the corner of the basement and drag it over to the center</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You line up the beers on the edge of the circular table</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Almost a perfect circle</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe you can use the gaps for a twist</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The girls don't ask you what you're doing while you work, they mingle to each other</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That's good, you want to explain when it's finished</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hmm, you need a bottle</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You run upstairs into the kitchen and find an empty green tea bottle in the recyclables bin</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just dug through Pinkie's trash, yeah, you need help</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You make your way back into the basement and place the bottle in the center of the beer-can circle</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;so beautiful</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your game is finished being set up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Explaining it should be easy</span><br />&quot;Anon, you done yet?&quot; Twilight asks, walking up to the table and grabbing a beer<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You raise an eyebrow, and she puts it down</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes, I just need to explain the game, it's simple&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You walk to your position</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Everybody get around the table, but make sure your in between the beer cans!&quot; They form up like they're told</span><br />&quot;Is this some new version of 'Spin the Bottle'?&quot; Rarity speaks<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nod your head and smile</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It's my FAVORITE version, Rarity. Okay, listen up&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You clear your throat...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Basically, when it's your turn, you spin the bottle and if it points to a can, you shotgun it.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That's when you slam your car key onto the table, that was loud..</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy even let's out a yelp</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;oops</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya'&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yeah you kinda did...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And you're going to hell for it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Use this to make the hole in the can, that's not too hard!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The girls look pretty enthusiastic about this</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Drinking games are fun, but you have one more thing</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;However, if your bottle lands on someone, you can make them shotgun TWO cans!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe it should have been a negative for the spinner, but that's 0 fun</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The girls oo and aa at the M. Night Shamalan level twist</span><br />&quot;Awesome! Let's get started!&quot; Dash exclaims<br /><span class="co4">&gt;That's the most excited you've seen her all night</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's nice</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As the girls start to cheer and talk, you feel a tug on your shirt</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Who could that be?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look down at the small yellow girl known as Fluttershy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God she's cute</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey, Fluttershy, what's up?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You try to make your voice as calm and soothing as possible</span><br />&quot;OH, well, um I was just wondering if you could answer a question I have. It's about that game&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Uh ok</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No problem! Shoot&quot;</span><br />&quot;W-what's 'Shotgunning'&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;HNNNNG</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So innocent</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Corruptible</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh boy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What's shotgunning? Here&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hand her a can and the car key, she grabs then nervously</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I will guide you through the steps, Fluttershy&quot;</span><br />&quot;Oh, okay then&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Raise the can above your head and tilt it towards you a little...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She does so and look to you for another step</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Press the key up to the bottom closest to your mouth, but don't penetrate it yet!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She does.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The girls are watching you, now</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Their eyes are saying &quot;DONT FUCK UP&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Okay, Flutters, now once you push the key in, put your mouth over the hole you made then open the can from the top&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gives you a look of uncertainty but you nod and smile at her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She stabs the can and the beer drops out, but she catches it just in time</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then she opens the can and the liquid rushes out</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A little spils onto the floor but overall she does it surprisingly well</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's a natural</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's gonna be a fun drunk</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The girls clap as she chugs the beer down like she's done it before</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can tell some of them are surprised</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hell, so are you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy finishes and emits a loud belch</span><br />&quot;Oops, e-excuse me...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack walk up to her</span><br />&quot;Well I'll be, Shy, yer' a natural!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Everyone agrees, Fluttershy smiles</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I think we can start the game then, yeah?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah let's get started!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Everyone's in position</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You decide to go first, it's your game, after all</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You land on a can, you shotgun it quickly and point at Fluttershy, who's to your left</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Let's just go clockwise, girls, make it easy&quot;</span><br />&quot;No issue with that&quot; Twilight adds.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy spins the bottle and you're up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Let's hope that isn't a routine, god forbid you get completely hammered</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shotgun the two cans in front of you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack goes next</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The bottle spins rapidly, everyone's eyes rotate in concentration</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;God FUCKING damn</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's on you again!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;This has to be some joke, right? Whatever, more for me I guess!&quot;</span><br />&quot;Poor Anon, he's going to get so drunk he won't even remember being here!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Very funny</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was, everyone was laughing at you now</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well I guess it's better than being completely sober, eh?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You down your beers</span><br />&quot;Alright, Sunset, you're up&quot; Rainbow says. Getting excited that it's almost her turn<br />&quot;Yeah, Rainbow, I got that&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She spins the bottle and she gets a beer</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The game continues until there are about 3 cans left</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack has had about 6</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash has had about 4</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity has had about 6 as well, though she is a lighter weight than Applejack, and it shows</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy has had around 8</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Poor girl</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She doesn't seem too drunk, however</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight is clearly drunk from only 3 beers</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've never seen anyone that lightweight before</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sunset is currently spinning, at 7 beers</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie is at 5, though plus 2 counting the earlier in the kitchen</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That was awesome</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And you...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're going hard at like 11 or 12</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't really remember</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Remember what?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Whatever</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Everyone's chatting and having fun</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;G-guys we are alm-most done with...these beers.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah Anon, we see 'em&quot; Applejack says, amused.<br />&quot;Girls! What should we do next?&quot; Pinkie blurts , throwing her hands up<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I WAS... just about to ask that one, Pinkie&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dude, don't shout</span><br />&quot;Maybe we can -hic-, watch a movie or even do charades!&quot; Twilight says.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Everyone seems to light up at Charades</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I fucking LOVE charades! Twilight!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could kiss her for suggesting that</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shouldn't</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Should you..?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nah</span><br />&quot;I'm down for some charades! I am such a good actor!&quot; Dash says, sticking her head up and placing her hands on her hips.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dem hips</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Woo! Charades!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You loved playing charades at parties</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Watching people either:</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Be really good at it, or</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suck a whole lot of dick</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pleased you...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Though you meant sucking dick figuratively</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;However, you wouldn't mind a blowjob right now</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Who in this room could give the best one?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You silently scan the crowd of seven and smile</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dude</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For some reason you feel Sunset or Dash could just blow you away</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pun intended</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sunset has had a bf before, right?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Experience gained</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash has been on many sports teams and knows all of the football players!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Experience gained..!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is it common for football players to get their dicks sucked by soccer captains..?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't really know</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could just ASK dash!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What? No that's stupid</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But...curiosity</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wonder if she'd be willing to suck you off, just for a moment</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Say it's part of the game</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Charades, yeah!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Jesus, Anon!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What are you thinking!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd rather have Rarity do it, duh</span><br />&quot;Anon! Anon!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hear someone shouting at you, you look up instinctively</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's Dash!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Did she read your thoughts? Is it time?!</span><br />&quot;I've been calling you for like, ever! Lets go play!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Play? Ohohoh Dash, not beating around the bush, eh?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait, she means charades</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're too drunk for this shit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Meh, whatever, that kind of makes it more fun</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh? Yeah Dash I'm coming, darling&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gives you a weird look before walking back to the group of girls</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Did you call her darling?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You think about Rarity too much</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's unhealthy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's hot, tho</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy walks up in front of you and the girls, looks kinda nervous</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She places her hands into her armpits and waves her elbows</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Like a chicken</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Chicken&quot; You say nonchalantly</span><br />&quot;Uhm, yes&quot; Fluttershy squeaks<br /><span class="co4">&gt;That was too easy, Fluttershy suuuuuucks at this</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You gotta give a challenge! Like do a movie from the 1800s or some shit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nobody will get that one</span><br />&quot;I'll go next, I've got a good one!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rainbow Dash scurries up onto the 'stage' and readies herself</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gives you guys the motions to work it out amongst yourselves</span><br />&quot;A movie!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yuppers</span><br />&quot;Two words!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Uhhhhm&quot;</span><br />&quot;Oh oh oh! A burger!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;A gun?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Screaming!&quot;<br />&quot;Table flipping!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hmm, what movie has table flipping, burgers, and guns?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not ringing any bells for you</span><br />&quot;Oh! Lemon juicer!&quot;<br />&quot;Orange juicer!?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;What the actual fuck is going on?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's pretending to remove the pulp from the jar of squeezed lemon or orange juice</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Uuuh</span><br />&quot;Pulp!&quot;<br />&quot;No pulp!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks really excited, like you're getting closer to the solution</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pulp.....</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fiction...?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;PULP FICTION!!!&quot; You shout, flailing your arms like a madman</span><br />&quot;Yes! Anon got it!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash high fives you and she takes her seat</span><br />&quot;Ohhhh! I remember that movie!&quot; Pinkie says.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;That movie is greaaat, you remember watching it with Dash yesterday night</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh yeesh, yesterday night, that was only yesterday?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Me and Dash just watched it not too long ago, actually. Nice choice, hun'&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The fuck?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hun..?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash nods at you anyways</span><br />&quot;Thanks! I knew you'd get it, Anon. Plus who hasn't seen that movie!?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hopefully nobody answered</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But basically everyone, except for you, Pinkie, and Dash, answered with a:</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;'I haven't'</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;'Not me'</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;or 'Me'</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Motherfuckers</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;ALRIGHT! We are going to watch pulp fuckin' fiction, tonight! You'll love it I promise!&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sure! Maybe later though I have other games we can play!&quot; Pinkie says, nodding her head<br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's not even 9:00 yet, goddamn what a long night</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie's House: Basement</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Time: 9:13 PM</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Situation: Critical</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You: Are Anon</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Right now you and the girls are in a circle, with your bowl of nachos and salsa in the middle</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They want to play Marry, Fuck, Kill</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This can only go just very bad, right?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Luckily you kind of liked this sort of stuff, scandalous shit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Plus you get to know who'd fuck you and stuff</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And who'd kill you, it's good to know that stuff, as well</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's been cleared up that you can chose people outside of this room, cool</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright, Applejack&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She perks up and looks to you, she's sitting cris-crossed with a nacho in her hand</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pause to munch on one, thinking</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Flash, Rarity, Vice Principal Luna: Marry, Fuck, Kill&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This is good</span><br />&quot;Yeesh, that one's good Anon&quot; Sunset commends you<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You try</span><br />&quot;Ah'm not sure, sugarcube, lemme think...&quot; Applejack says, grabbing another chip and dipping it in the bowl of salsa<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She hums to herself briefly before grabbing another chip</span><br />&quot;C'mon Applejack, it isn't THAT hard&quot; Dash says<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack shoots her a death glare before swallowing the chip</span><br />&quot;Alrigh' alrigh', Marry Rarity, Kill Luna, Fuck Flash&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Guh, seriously?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Flash is a little prick, at least to you, you would have killed him, obviously</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No way you were marrying him, or worse, fucking him!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Or is it vice versa?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Scuffing someones timberlands doesn't mean booby trap their locker, asshole</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Gee Applejack, not sure how you'd enjoy fucking Flash, of all dudes&quot; You say, popping a chip into your mouth</span><br />&quot;Well I didn't really have any better options, sugarcube&quot; She admits, raising her brow at you<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's good at that</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You would fuck Flash over VP Luna or Rarity? If I was you I'd have killed the guy, married Luna, and fucked Rarity&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That actually is pretty unfair to say</span><br />&quot;Well, no duh, Anon, you're a GUY!&quot; Twilight points out<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were just thinking that</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah yea, I was just saying&quot; You chuckle</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You think about a marriage between Rarity and Applejack, funny</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For some reason Rarity looks at you funny, though you don't want to mention it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is it something you said? Or did?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh, right...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You kinda just said you'd fuck her, is she creeped out?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No way, that's part of the game</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You think the girls have been spared that it's just 'fuck'</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Because god damn you would DESTROY that woman</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And no way you're saying that out loud</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Back on track,</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Applejack it's you're turn, 'sugarcube'&quot; You mock her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She smirks at you and rolls her eyes</span><br />&quot;Okay, Anon&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ah shit son, you set yourself up for this</span><br />&quot;Me, Pinkie, Twilight&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;FUCK</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You had too have seen this coming</span><br />&quot;Marry, Fuck, Kill&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The the selected girls gasped and looked to you, in fact, all eyes were on you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You looked to Pinkie, smiling a little bit, you already fucked her, sooooo</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You try to give her a &quot;can i just kill you&quot; look, but you don't think she was getting it, her face was just contorting into confusion, happiness, and suffering</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Uuuh, Kill Pinkie&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She doesn't seem too fazed by it, thank god, though you didn't think she'd be hurt, anyway</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She got the dickn' tonight</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Marry Twilight and fuck you, Applejack&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight seems pretty surprised by your answer, her eyes widened and she has a blush on her face</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She mouths some words you can't really make out, you're bad at reading lips</span><br />&quot;Well golly, Anon, ah'm flattered&quot; Applejack tips her hat to you and you nod to her<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Sure thing Applejack, you've definitely got the body for it, sugarcube&quot; You smile at her blush and you reach to grab a chip</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;GONE?! JESUS</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;These girls were fucking savages</span><br />&quot;You'd marry Twilight? I would have married Applejack, Anon&quot; Dash says, pointing at the farm girl<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Jeez, Dash, don't be so harsh</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Absolutely I'd marry Twilight, smart people are hot, dude. Plus like, out kids could be smart, too&quot; You say, looking to Twilight</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;By this time she's completely beet red and staring at you, you wink at her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks away quickly and stares at the floor</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That's cute, indeed</span><br />&quot;And why'd you kill me, Nons? I thought...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie grabs your arm and gives you puppy dog eyes</span><br />&quot;You loved me..?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;PINKIE</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;YOU'RE PLAYING THIS TOO LOOSE GIRL, DON'T BLOW OUR COVER!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Uh, you know I love you Pinks, but, y'know...overpopulation..?&quot; You shrug, smiling weakly at her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get some giggles from the girls</span><br />&quot;Overpopulation? Didn't you bring up having kids with Twilight?&quot; Sunset says, holding in her laughter.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Riiiight, I guess I'll have to kill a person for each kid we have!&quot; You shout</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shuffle over to Twilight, who's still flustered, you put your arm around her and kiss her cheek</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Isn't that right honey?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her reaction is fucking great</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She opens her mouth to say words but her face just deepens in it's crimson color and she just nods unsurely instead</span><br />&quot;Man, Twilight, you sure are embarrassed by this, aren't you? Kinda cute&quot; Sunset adds<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight squeaks and buries her face into your shoulder to hide herself from her friends</span><br />&quot;Aaaw, they're gettin' along perfect already, so sweet&quot; Applejack teases, poking Twilight's side<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, our kids are going to be so beautiful, juuust like their mother&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You chuckle when Twilight pinches you</span><br />&quot;We should spare poor Twilight any more embarrassment, let's keep the game going!&quot; Rarity says, smiling widely while rocking back and forth<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nod in agreement, squeezing Twilight affectionately</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She moves her head to look up at you, the both of you share a deep, romantic stare</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She really is a qt, especially with those glasses</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight wraps her arms around you and sighs quietly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nice</span><br />&quot;I got one! Fluttershy suddenly bursts<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright, Fluttershy, shoot&quot;</span><br />&quot;Okay, listen up, this is a haaard one&quot; She giggles at the word &quot;hard&quot; like a 7th grader<br />&quot;So is this for everyone?&quot; Dash speaks up<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy nods rapidly</span><br />&quot;Okay. Janitor Discord, Snips, and Snails: Marry, Fuck, Kill&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh jeeeeezuz christ almighty</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Everyone visibly winces at the less than amazing selection</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nobody has the balls to speak up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Janitor Discord, Snips, or Snails?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy must have been thinking hard on this one, you almost completely forgot there was even a janitor</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your school is always clean anyways and you pretty much never see him around</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Though one time you saw him go inside a janitor's closet and come out of another, and then into a classroom and out of the bathroom</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He's a fucking sketchy dude, this Janitor guy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Snips and Snails were actually pretty chill guys, you got along with them pretty well in your ceramics class</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;While they aren't the smartest of people, they can hold a conversation pretty well and you actually have a lot in common</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You should kick it with them one day</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe you could invite them to a slumber party..?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nah</span><br />&quot;For the record, I'd marry Janitor Discord&quot; Fluttershy says, giggling<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ok? Really?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Fluttershy you know he's like, an old ass man, right?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She nods and looks away</span><br />&quot;He's kinda cute, though...dontcha think?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nooooot really, dude's creepy AS FUCK</span><br />&quot;He's actually sorta creepy, Flutters&quot; Dash says, crossing her arms and huffing<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yes, Dash, read my thoughts</span><br />&quot;I saw him spying on the girls in the locker room once! Then he played it off like he was just mopping the floors!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash got snooped on by an old man? You gotta tease her about this later</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeesh, that's a pretty bad reputation to have&quot;</span><br />&quot;Tell me about it&quot; Dash replies<br />&quot;And then I'd kill Snails and fuck Snips&quot; Buttergirl says, smiling in victory<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're not to eager to go next</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Okay, girls, what's it gonna be for you?&quot; You urge them on so maybe they'd kinda skip you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But Rarity gives you this look that you don't like</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay bitch don't you dare vol-</span><br />&quot;Oh, Anon! I'd love to hear YOUR choices, darling! Right girls?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The girls hum and nod in agreement, Pinkie gives you an apologetic look</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You think Twilight looks up at you but you're busy eyeing Rarity</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You motherfucker...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright alright, I'm not getting myself out of this one&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pause for a moment to think about your options</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Bathroom!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Will that even work? A bathroom break? Hell, won't hurt to try</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey! I really gotta go to the bathroom! Soooo, someone else fill in for me!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You quickly get to your feet, Twilight is pushed off of you from your movements</span><br />&quot;Hey! You can't just leave when it's your turn!&quot; Dash shouts<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dammit Dash shut up please</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Bathroom breaks are emergencies, Dash. You don't want me to piss myself do you!?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You speed walk to the steps of the basement and shuffle up the steps</span><br />&quot;Ugh, he probably doesn't even really have to go!&quot; Dash groaned<br />&quot;Oh, well what did you expect? This decision is probably the hardest for him compared to all of us, yeah?&quot; Sunset adds<br />&quot;Well, I guess so, but we gotta make him spill once he comes back!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sunset nods to Dash and looks around the room</span><br />&quot;Dash, you're next!&quot; She calls<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash gives a crazed look then points to Sunset</span><br />&quot;What?! You can't just substitute me in! How about YOU go!&quot;<br />&quot;Fine! Marry Snails, Fuck Snips, Kill the Janitor!&quot; Sunset retorted<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dash retracted her pointing finger and looked down at her feet</span><br />&quot;Can we just CHANGE this fucking selection? God Fluttershy you're too good at this&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Applejack nods</span><br />&quot;Ah'm not really feelin' too great about this one neither&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The girls nod, except Fluttershy, she's a little insulted!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;How dare they just skip her challenge!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight sees this chance to say one she's been thinking of for a while, or</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She can have other plans</span><br />&quot;Hey girls, I'm gonna go grab some food from the kitchen&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight stands and heads for the stairs</span><br />&quot;Hey Twilight! Grab enough for all of us!&quot; Dash calls out<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight nods and rolls her eyes</span><br />&quot;Well, of course, Rainbow&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight makes it out and walks through the hallways</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pinkie's house is way bigger than she ever expected, not absolutely huge, but pretty big</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Any stranger could easily get lost and even miss a few rooms due to the size</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There has to be some cool secret rooms around here!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight stops check her surroundings</span><br />&quot;Now where is that bathroom?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You have truly dodged a bullet</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No fucking way you were participating in that round!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Plus, a little time to yourself never hurt anyone, at least you sure hoped so</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open the door to Pinkie's pretty cool bathroom and check yourself out in the mirror</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're hair has some strays and you fix them easily</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not actually having to go to the bathroom, you look around the room to find something to pass the time</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's rude to go through people's stuff, but whatever</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You rummage through the cabinet beneath the sink and the medicine cabinet above it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You actually find some magazines in the lower cabinet, something to pass the time on the toilet you guess</span><br />&quot;Grape Soda Monthly? Big Truck Little Truck? Gun-Ho? TIMES?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why is there only one normal looking magazine in here?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You grab &quot;TIMES&quot; and sit down on the toilet seat, leaning back to rest on the tank</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Flipping through the pages you see exactly why you don't really read magazines, a bunch of bullshit and fake &quot;news&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But there is one discussing the destruction of the local park to make a quarry</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Uh yeah that's not happening under your watch</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You and Dash played soccer games there all the time! No way some corporate scumbags are going to destroy your memories</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Though there are other parks in the city, just farther away, you'd rather not lose this one</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Flipping through some more, you grow bored of it and quickly skim through the rest of the magazine and toss it back into the cabinet</span><br />&quot;Well, this was nice. Better get back to the girls&quot; You say to yourself<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stand up and grab the door knob, swinging the door open, you see Twilight right in front of it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stare at each other for a moment, before you kick yourself into working gear</span><br />&quot;Oh.. Hey Twilight, what's up?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She lags for a second</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Nothing! Nothing, I'm just headed to use the lady's room!&quot; She laughs nervously and brushes hair from her face</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's so cute</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight looked pretty nervous, standing in front of you, what's up with her?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Were you a bit to strong earlier? Shit son you thought it was a little funny</span><br />&quot;Hey, so you need to use this?&quot; You say, stepping out from the doorway to the bathroom<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Thanks&quot; She laughs nervously and steps passed you, her shoulder brushed up against yours and you hear her sigh a little</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's acting a little weird</span><br />&quot;Hey, Twilight, I didn't completely mess you up down there did I? I didn't mean for you to-&quot; You stop when she grabs your hands firmly<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes a deep breath and looks into your eyes, almost, passionately</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon, can I talk to you?&quot; She says</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You thought you were already doing that, but alrighty</span><br />&quot;Of course Twilight, what's it exactly you want to talk about?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She smiles</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twilight says nothing but slowly leads you into the bathroom with her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh goodness.jpg</span><br />&quot;Twilight, what's going on? Are you alright?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She doesn't reply but instead shuts the bathroom door and presses you against it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pushes herself onto you softly, you can feel her heartbeat faintly, it's very rapid</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hell, yours is too</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When she looks up at you, you can make out from behind those big, sexy glasses of hers some tears beginning to form</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The fuck is happening?</span><br />&quot;Twilight, I need you to tell me what this is about&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes a deep breath and moves her hands up and down your torso</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon, did you? Did you really mean all of that?&quot; She finally mutters</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hm?</span><br />&quot;All of what, Twi?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You figured a cute nickname was in order right now, she blushed a little bit and smiled</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;When you said that um, smart people are hot and stuff, and that you'd...marry me?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is this a proposal?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You give a look of uncertainty and she looks a little afraid at first, before realization dawned on her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I don't mean marry me! I am talking about the game, y'know? Yeah&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nice save, girl</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You smile lovingly and pull her into a hug, rubbing her back slowly with your left hand</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's surprised about the gesture but returns it</span></div></div>




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