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>summer is here, and with it tournament ball season
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>while skyball went on through most of the winter and spring, earthball started up once all the plants had bloomed and you could get more than 3 days in a row with no rain
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>at least in the warmer equestrian cities that lie south of bigcity
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>green FN, being well-known in the scene, always got invites to the big tournaments in los maregeles, whinnyapolis, and even in her home city of florita
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>this meant a lot of travelling, seen by her as a perk of being a semi-pro ball player
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>and with some PTO finessery, a chance to catch up with her old friends scattered around equestria
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>one friendship that was regrowing fast being with Morning Glory, a high school acquaintance that found herself at home in the peaceful valley of Fork
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>so at least once a month, green took the scenic route to the exposition train and passed through the serene alpine town
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>morning always offering the couch, sorry, ~
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ottoman~ in her well stocked reading room to crash
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>if they even slept, which they rarely do
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>tonight being no exception
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>"bro. this one time at Nee-chh we were playing at like 1 AM or somethin stupid and i shit you not i heard a griffon looking for change in the bushes while i was on the bench" green relaxedly droned, stretched out on her back and bundled up in her signature comfy time hoodie
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>"sorry, which ones that?" morning glory asked, daintily laid out on the other side, front hooves crossed and holding a cup of tea with her wing
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>"oh thats the M.A. one, lets see i think its national-equestrian-earthball-championship, drop the B cuz it sounds cooler"
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>morning nodded, listening intently
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>she was more of the academic type, but green was too locked in to talk about anything else but her sport
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>the smell of wintergreen from her icy hot was a nice touch to the atmosphere
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>"so yeah im like, sitting on the bench after a shift and i keep hearing this rustling behind me, and you know i thought it was like someone cleaning up, but it was getting more and more aggressive,"
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>"and i shit you not, i see a griffons tail poke up, and then its head came up and it had 2 bits in its beak" green started giggling at the end as she remembered the whole thing
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>morning cutesily tipped her head as green got more invested in playing out the moment
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>"and like... huehue... you know that one M.A.D. comic where like the griffons rubbing its claws together?" she recounted a particularly deragatory comic that made its rounds among the edgier audiences
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>"and hes like *nyehehehheheheh oy vey more bits for me!*" green pulled her front hooves out of her hoodie and rubbed them together, mocking a sinister griffin accent
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>morning glory giggled herself into a light smile at greens impression
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>green was cracking herself up too
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>"and its like bro." she laughed as she threw her hoof up and down, still laughing,
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>realizing that morning glory wasnt gonna fill the silence with a stupid joke or derail the story like her teammates would
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>"you cant make that shit up mare." still laughing to herself
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>"yeah..." morning cutesily said and adjusted herself to look prettier
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>green completely oblivious to what she was trying to convey
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>"when i leave the clinic theres a court and theres occasionally stallions playing there"
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>"yeah, i crossed paths with em. nice colts."
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>"one of them came in and thinks youre like a superstar, she asked me like 'do you know that black and green pegasus that came into town?'"
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>green did a 'pffft' and shot her a 'come on now' look
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>always crass, even when being humble
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>"those cali colts are *nasty*, like. put it this way"
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>green sat a little more upright like she was about to explain a concept of rocket science
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>"we go to Toro's right? and we do... ok" she wiggled her hoof to say more or less, "usually we make quarters or semis. City wars weve won it a few times but you know, its at the end of the month, everyponys broke and beat up, so does it count?"
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>morning was trying to telepathically yell 'youre so cute come over here so i can winghug you and cover your face in smooches' to green but it kept bouncing off her dense skull
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>luckily she had a trick up her robe sleeve
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>"but NEECH? pfffff, that weekend we won 1 whole game, and we were in two divisions. those stallions can fuckin' *ball.*"
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>and greens gestalt was done
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>"speaking of..." green exagerated a dad noise as she sat up on her back legs, "...lets see how my knees doing"
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>the hoodied mare rolled off the ~ottoman~ and started to pump herself up and down on her back right leg
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>greens eyes wandering as her brain ran a full structural analysis on the piece of hamstring holding her LCL together
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>her firm, flexing rump may or may not have been right in morning glory's line of sight
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>some pink may or may not have flushed in her pearly white cheeks
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>"oh yeah. its magicks." green said confidently,
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>"did you stock up on mango juice?" she turned the front half of her body back to her friend
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>still oblivious to her ass being on full display
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>"mmhmmm!" morning glory nodded, hiding her blushing cheeks in the crook of her leg-elbow
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>fff-tunk
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>shuffleshuffle
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>yoink
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>snap
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>gluglugluglugluglugluglugluglugluglugluglug
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>"*aggggghhhhhhhhhh...*"
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>gluglugluglugluglugluglugluglugluglugluglug
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>"*mmmmmmmfffff*"
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>squeak
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>kathunk
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>pang
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>pshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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>squeak
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>"did you close the fridge?"
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>"whoops! my bad"
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>pffff-thunk
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>green semi-lumbered back out to the reading room, eyes half shut and mouth in a wiggly line of satisfaction
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>morning glory was laid out sideways on her end, looking seductively at greens big ole eyes
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>with her hoof over the top of a pink heart shaped pillow
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>green's pillow of choice for bedtime
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>and now green knew that morning knew that green knew that that was her favorite pillow
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>and morning knew that green knew that morning knew that green knew what was up
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>it was a matter of when, and half the reason green kept looking for excuses to go to Fork
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>but still in a state of does-she doesnt-she that made the tension addicting
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>even if it was the one thing that made green choose 'freeze' between fight or flight
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>morning rose her eyebro-
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>BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELCH
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>now the air smelled faintly of mango juice
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>"nice." green complemented herself
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>morning did a quick but graceful facehoof
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>"putch'yer head right here" morning patted the pillow
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>green flushed magenta
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>trying to find the right key to hit for this quicktime event
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>oh jocks, never change
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>morning stood up and slowly tip-hooved over to the frozen black mare
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>rose her right hoof up above greens eyes
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>and smoothly pushed her hood back off greens head, exposing her mane and ears
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>making a point to gently stroke the full length of it in one fell swoop
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>then moved the hoof under her chin, pushing it up a tad
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>and pecked green twice with her lips
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>one on each burning hot cheek
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>backing away and giving green control with a warm smile and deep, caring eyes
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>green slowly started one hoof in front of the other
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>then slowly got back up on the ~ottoman~, worming her body around morning glory's back legs and into a comfy crevice of the cushions
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>once set, she scooted toward her heart pillow as if to go to sleep
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>but met a gentle hoof guiding her head down to it
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>morning's chest floof was right on green ear
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>a shoulder and elbow in the crook of her neck
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>and finally: smooth, rhythmic licks on greens exposed mane
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>the recipe for to turn a hyper Green FN into eepy Green FN
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>well, the full recipe calls for a dog-bunny-thing plushie tight to her chest, but thats the hometown special
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>green was almost in paradise, but still felt the need to play the game
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>"hey uh, i need to.."
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>green tensed up and tried to get off
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>to be stopped by morning's left hoof gently pulling her head back onto the pillow
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>followed by more mlems
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>its getting... really... late... isnt it?
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>morning glory kept on mlemming her companions mane, tasting of lime flavored monster energy
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>all of the muscles in her body starting to relax bit by bit
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>green's thumping heartbeats, while they pounded through her head 5 minutes ago, got softer and softer as the tension in her body receded like the tides
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>nothing but soft mare breaths and faint buzzing of lightning bugs in the lanterns tickling morning's ears
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>green was officially in puddle mode, a source of pure concentrated diabetes
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>the cherry on top being green's huge lime eyes revealling themselves under her half opened eyelids
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>"hey glory?"
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>ilovethemilovethemilovethemilovethem
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