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Anon, Pinkie, and Canterlot High

By Barbieanon
Created: 2025-08-28 02:04:37
Updated: 2025-09-02 15:45:58
Expiry: Never
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  1. 1.
    >You are Anon
  2. 2.
    >Life has never been difficult, but it had been painful
  3. 3.
    >Despite your best efforts, it seems no matter where you go or what you do, trouble always has a way to find you
  4. 4.
    >Up until recently, it seemed as if all life was to you was trouble
  5. 5.
    >But even if things have lightened up, the burden of life still weights you down
  6. 6.
    >You think back to when you were just starting to work
  7. 7.
    >You worked at a retail store called Tee Jays.
  8. 8.
    >Sold beauty products, kids toys, handbags, furniture, and other such things.
  9. 9.
    >It paid like shit, only $10.00 an hour, barely above the minimum wage where you were from, but a job was a job, and it's not like you didn’t apply for other jobs. It's like you were invisible
  10. 10.
    >And the invisibility didn’t stop at applications, no, during the “training” on your first day, the person who was supposed to supervise you was gone for what seemed like an hour or more.
  11. 11.
    >You were smart enough to handle most things, but other, more complicated tasks, like returning an online order, required help from your neighboring co-workers, who themselves were swarmed with customers.
  12. 12.
    >Oh, and the customers. You wish you were invisible to them, but like a funny sitcom, it was those people who’d be able to see you the best.
  13. 13.
    >And boy did they not like what they saw.
  14. 14.
    >“Are you stupid or something?”
  15. 15.
    ”Not sure, but I still have to wait for my boss, sir.”
  16. 16.
    >“Can’t you just accept the 100 dollar bill?”
  17. 17.
    >”I would if the job allowed me to, but I’m on thin ice. I can’t help you. Don’t you have other bills?”
  18. 18.
    >“Oh screw you, asshole! You think I’m like one of you brokies?”
  19. 19.
    ”Dude, are these even real?”
  20. 20.
    >“Fuck you! I want your manager here NOW, or I’ll kick your ass!”
  21. 21.
    ”Customer service problem boss. Need you here.”
  22. 22.
    >Went the intercom
  23. 23.
    …
  24. 24.
    >“I want to return this, but not that, I’m buying that, but I already bought this, just leave that there, and--”
  25. 25.
    ”Ma’am, you didn’t buy that. The tag and security alarm tag is still on it.”
  26. 26.
    >“I need you to remove it for me sweety, I was getting to that.”
  27. 27.
    ”So do you want me to leave it alone, or to remove it? You’re not making sense here.”
  28. 28.
    >“Do all of you cashiers have to be so stuck up?”
  29. 29.
    ”Can’t you just pay, like the rest of us? Or just go to the salvation army or something.”
  30. 30.
    >“I’d like to speak to your manager please.”
  31. 31.
    >This kept happening for the 6 months you were there. And it didn’t help that they called your boss. God, how does that guy sleep at night?
  32. 32.
    >“Anon, you can’t keep doing this. I know the customers may push your buttons, but--”
  33. 33.
    ”You know that one guy threatened to hurt me right? We shoulda called the cops.”
  34. 34.
    >“Anon, like it or not, these are our customers, and it's bad business to punish our customers unless absolutely necessary. Keep in mind they pay your bills and keep the store running.”
  35. 35.
    ”Know who also keeps the store running? Us. Your employees”
  36. 36.
    >“Associates. ‘Employee’ sounds too cold.”
  37. 37.
    >You wanted to curb stomp him so much. You could deal with some guy with an anger problem. He’s having a bad day, you’d tell yourself.
  38. 38.
    >You could handle a dishonest lady who thought she was smarter than she was. Honestly you should have just let her go, even if you felt stupid for doing so.
  39. 39.
    >But some piece of shit money hungry asshole who pretends to care, but then is willing to risk harm to those very same people rubbed you the wrong way.
  40. 40.
    ”Boss, I quit. Your customers are going to hurt one of your ‘associates’, and when that happens, they are going to wonder what you were doing. It's a lawsuit waiting to happen.”
  41. 41.
    >“Anon, come on brother, think for a minute! We are short staffed as it is, and seeing you go, how will we manage?”
  42. 42.
    ”See? You don’t even acknowledge what I said, you go on about the store and how you’re short staffed, but won’t hire anyone else!”
  43. 43.
    >“I need to make ends meet!”
  44. 44.
    ”Someone is going to meet their end alright. I hope it's you.”
  45. 45.
    >“Anon, please buddy, I’ll give you a raise if you stay.”
  46. 46.
    ”The only raise we’ll need is to be raised from the dead. I’ll pass.”
  47. 47.
    >“Well, w-well, screw you Anon! You weren’t being a team player anyway. You didn’t even work the weekends consistently! We are better off without y--!
  48. 48.
    >The door to his office is closed, and all eyes are on you. You ignore everyone and go straight to your car
  49. 49.
    >As you sat down, you couldn’t feel anything other than shock and frustration.
  50. 50.
    >You simply stare at your steering wheel, trying to just focus on something else
  51. 51.
    >Its no use
  52. 52.
    >You start hitting the steering wheel with her hands over and over again. You’re tired of trying to stay calm and orderly and professional when people don’t give a damn about you.
  53. 53.
    >Not the customers, not your co-workers, not your boss, and at this point, not even yourself.
  54. 54.
    >You think back to last weekend. You think back to Pinkie Pie. Oh what fun you two had.
  55. 55.
    >But it wasn’t just the fun, but also how she treated you. She was so playful, so enthusiastic, so open that it makes you wonder why everyone couldn’t be like her.
  56. 56.
    >You wish you could leave everything behind. Your family only consists of your mother and father.
  57. 57.
    >One is dying in hospice, the other is barely there mentally, and doesn’t even recognize you half the time.
  58. 58.
    >Your friends have moved on, but they do call you every once in a while. They care, but life pushes people away sometimes.
  59. 59.
    >Everything that you’ve cared about is disappearing. Before the weekend, you wouldn’t have minded if you had disappeared.
  60. 60.
    >But things have changed. Now you have Pinkie Pie waiting for you tonight. You need her, now more than ever.
  61. 61.
    >You just need to get home and you’ll be alright.
  62. 62.
    >You’ll be alright.
  63. 63.
    …
  64. 64.
    >You make it at midnight. Your mother is already asleep, and you aren’t hungry after the ordeal.
  65. 65.
    >You simply want peace, and the bed calls you for a truce with life.
  66. 66.
    >You can feel someone else calling you.
  67. 67.
    >You can feel her begging to see you again
  68. 68.
    >Is this simply a trick of the mind? Or was there something real about it?
  69. 69.
    >At this point, who cares? If reality sucks and has nothing to care about, then why care anymore?
  70. 70.
    >You go to sleep. Or at least you try, but the stress of work stops you.
  71. 71.
    >You become furious one second, then crying the next. What was the point? Anger was not going to change the situation. Nothing was, so why bother?
  72. 72.
    >Grandpa Incognito’s last words are played in your mind over and over.
  73. 73.
    >”’Non son, listen, I say listen ‘ere. Sometah-ams, life a game o’ chance. Ya can win some, lose some, buttcha gotta play son. And if life wants you to lose, son, nothin’ much to say. And I do say, son, that I fine-lay lost for good. Life ain’t difficult ‘Non. But play long enough, and it's jus’ an emp-teh, painful, unfair game.”
  74. 74.
    >”Life is painful, not difficult” You say to yourself, tears start to dry up.
  75. 75.
    >”Understatement of the century, grandpa.”
  76. 76.
    …
  77. 77.
    >“‘Nonny, nonny, wake up, we’re gonna be late!”
  78. 78.
    ”...huh?”
  79. 79.
    >Your brain was certainly late to whatever was going on
  80. 80.
    >“‘Nonny, you’re dreaming again~. You’re back here, remember?”
  81. 81.
    >But it is much better late than never it seems, and your brain snaps back into attention
  82. 82.
    ”Pinkie!!”
  83. 83.
    >You got up straight out of bed and ran towards her to hug her tightly. She reciprocated and she moved with the acceleration you built up, causing the two of you swinging around and around in a circle like a waltz in a beautiful ball room
  84. 84.
    >This lasted all but 2 seconds before Pinkie Pie hit a wall
  85. 85.
    >“Owie! That really hurt Anon!”
  86. 86.
    >Pinkie Pie gave you an angry stare. You stare back in amusement
  87. 87.
    ”But it was pretty fun while it lasted huh?”
  88. 88.
    >You caught her bluff, and Pinkie Pie’s faux anger fell apart when you started laughing.
  89. 89.
    >She joined you, and you couldn’t help but feel at home. Home… Oh God.
  90. 90.
    >The thought of last night stopped your cheery demeanor in its tracks. You tried to suppress those thoughts, as now wasn’t the time to focus on that other world.
  91. 91.
    >Pinkie sighs in pity.
  92. 92.
    >”I’m sorry ‘Nonners, but we have to go. We are going to be late for school.”
  93. 93.
    >Thankfully, you have an emotional support Ponkster ready to bring you back to… this reality.
  94. 94.
    ”Alright Panko, let's go to… wait a minute, school?”
  95. 95.
    >“You know, Canterlot high?”
  96. 96.
    ”Oh yeah, right. But since when was I enrolled into that school? Actually now that I think about it, I already have my AA, let alone a high school diploma.”
  97. 97.
    >“I swear ‘Nonker, don’t you remember this is a dream?”
  98. 98.
    ”Wait a minute wait a minute Pinkie hold on… If I already graduated high school, and you’re still in high school… Pinkie, how old are you?”
  99. 99.
    >Pinkie thought for a moment, but she simply shrugged.
  100. 100.
    ”You don’t remember how old you are?!”
  101. 101.
    >“Didn’t exactly state it in the show”
  102. 102.
    ”WHAT?!, so you know this is a dream, AND you knew you were in a fictional show? And despite that, you don’t know your own age?”
  103. 103.
    >“Well, it was implied I was around highschool age because, ya know, highschooler?”
  104. 104.
    >”But that could mean…”
  105. 105.
    >ANON WHAT DID YOU DO!!
  106. 106.
    >Pinkie’s laughter echoed throughout the room
  107. 107.
    >“THE LOOK ON YOUR FACES HAHAHAHA, PRICELESS!!”
  108. 108.
    ”... Pinkie, I could get in serious trouble for this. I-I didn’t--”
  109. 109.
    >“Reeee-laaaaxxx you loveable dopes, I’m 18, I was just pranking you!”
  110. 110.
    >You let out a sigh of relief after hearing that. He's not the type of Anon to ‘just drop by’ as some of you degenerates do.
  111. 111.
    ”Wait, dopes? Faces? Pinkie, why are you speaking like there’s another person here.”
  112. 112.
    >Pinkie gave a smug smile
  113. 113.
    >“I’ll explain it to you later, ‘Nonny. I just have a sense for these things.”
  114. 114.
    >You let out a short, nervous chuckle
  115. 115.
    ”I believe you.”
  116. 116.
    >Anon was looking around, wondering if Pinkie really did see someone, or if she was a schizophrenic. It defied reason, but he knew better than to question the Pinkie sense.
  117. 117.
    >Pinkie Pie snapped him out of his stupor by grabbing his hand.
  118. 118.
    >“Now come on, we’re late as it is!”
  119. 119.
    >She grabs your arm and pulls you out the door.
  120. 120.
    >You eventually arrive next to her car. She points to the shotgun seat.
  121. 121.
    >Being a chud, you feel somewhat humiliated being driven by a woman. You didn’t like being mothered.
  122. 122.
    >But that feeling of humiliation soon brought back memories of when you were small. Memories of kindergarten, of your mother driving you to school while you ate cookies your father gave you to calm you down.
  123. 123.
    >You remembered how new things were, how scary it all was to talk with the teacher, and new kids you’ve never met.
  124. 124.
    >You remember your father coming home tired, but with a smile on his face. You wanted to play, but he couldn’t.
  125. 125.
    >Some days, he wouldn’t even eat dinner and would kiss your mother and go straight to bed.
  126. 126.
    >You accompanied him, and he cuddled you in response. You realize now that you made his life more bearable after a long day of work.
  127. 127.
    >You remember playing with the other kids during 3rd grade where someone tripped you. The kid always called you names and you’ve had it with him.
  128. 128.
    >When you were sent to the principal's office, you were in tears. The principle was stern about her views about how violence was never the answer and how two wrongs don’t make a right.
  129. 129.
    >Of course, when you tried earlier to let the teachers know, they simply dismissed you and reassured you that they’d deal with it, or worse, told you to just ignore him.
  130. 130.
    >Guilt, shame, confusion, emotions that even today you struggle with. Emotions that had their start on this very day.
  131. 131.
    >It was only after the principal called your mother to join the meeting did things change.
  132. 132.
    >Your mother sided with you, despite what the principal made you believe.
  133. 133.
    >She told her that you simply defended yourself. Further, she said that the two wrongs of the children were nothing compared to the many wrongs the staff committed with their inaction.
  134. 134.
    >The car drive home made you feel a little better, knowing your mom had your back. You came home surprised to see the sight of your dad coming home from work early, along with Grandpa Incognito, pizza and a vanilla and A&W root beer float to boot, just the way your fussy autistic mind liked it. So simple things were when food and love were enough to make you forget. Such is the mind of a child, you suppose.
  135. 135.
    >It makes you regret not respecting them as much during your teenage years. Sure, you loved them but you had more arguments than you’d like. Even if you thought you were justified, you wished you were a little softer, a little kinder, a little more diplomatic.
  136. 136.
    >Because now, that love has deteriorated, as has most things in your life. Most things, but you look beside you and see her smile while she drives her car 15 miles above the speed limit, talking about how she was excited for you to meet her friends and her teachers and all the afterschool clubs.
  137. 137.
    >You don’t remember what she said, you were simply lost in her expression.
  138. 138.
    >She was a sign of life in contrast to your dying world, and that was worth everything to you.
  139. 139.
    >A part of you thought of that one Smith’s song, where the singer talks about being fine crashing into something, so long as he did so with his lover by his side. You understand what he means now. You understand.
  140. 140.
    >“Here we aaaaarrrrrreeeee~!”
  141. 141.
    >As you’re taken out of your trance, you see the destination. Canterlot High. And it looks just like it does in Equestria Girls. Even the statue… which makes you wonder…
  142. 142.
    ”Pinkie, that statue, are we able to go through it?”
  143. 143.
    >Pinkie Pie giggles
  144. 144.
    >“Let's get to class first and I’ll tell you everything you need to know. Mr. Doodle is going to be super-duper angry with us!”
  145. 145.
    >Despite trying to have a stoic face, you were giddy with excitement. The idea of actually being able to go to Equestria fascinated you.
  146. 146.
    >You didn’t have a time to day dream, but this wonder, this feeling of… of finally being released from a cage after years of imprisonment. You felt free. You felt whole.
  147. 147.
    >As Pinkie closed in on Cranky Doodle’s classroom, she tried opening the door, only to see that it was locked.
  148. 148.
    >“Oh crud, we’re late!”
  149. 149.
    >Pinkie was a little nervous. This was unlike her.
  150. 150.
    >You hugged Pinkie. You figured she’d appreciate the gesture, if not your touch.
  151. 151.
    ”Pinkie, what’s wrong? You’re never anxious like this. Excited maybe, but not anxious.”
  152. 152.
    >“Oh ‘Nonny, I haven’t exactly been doing well in his class. Math is super-dooper-UBER-PUTS-MY-BRAIN-IN-THE-POOPER-HARD!!”
  153. 153.
    >You groan in annoyance, remembering what it was like having to learn Pre-calc during your senior year. 1st period too, and you couldn’t help but stay up and play grand strategy titles the night before. To be fair, you did learn a lot of history, but it was not good for your health.
  154. 154.
    >“I know, ‘Nonkey, I make donkey noises too when thinking about math. But now that you’re here, maybe we can learn better together!”
  155. 155.
    “...Did you just call me an ass?”
  156. 156.
    >“Well, you ARE pretty… Jacked!”
  157. 157.
    >She laughed at her own pun, but you only smiled, wondering if she was talking about your muscles or your mood. Why not both, you think to yourself, joining her laughter.
  158. 158.
    >As you two finish laughing, you decide to knock on the door and get the stern talking to over with. Only for the door to open to reveal a lanky, angy, and frankly tangy man in front of them.
  159. 159.
    >“Kids, I don’t care, just get in.”
  160. 160.
    >“Okey-dokey-loki Mr. Doodle!”
  161. 161.
    ”Yes sir.”
  162. 162.
    >The teacher looked at you for a moment
  163. 163.
    >“I haven’t seen you before, kid.”
  164. 164.
    ”I uhh, I got transferred.”
  165. 165.
    >“I see. Just another mistake by the school, as usual.”
  166. 166.
    >Mr. Doodle let out a long sigh, before walking back to his desk.
  167. 167.
    >He pointed at the board, showing video lessons, presumably made by his younger self. It was a rather old 360p video, and for crying out loud he was using Windows XP. Yeah, I bet you haven’t thought of that OS in a while.
  168. 168.
    >While he sounded the same, at least tonally, there was life to it, even a bit of excitement.
  169. 169.
    >You slightly pity him while you look at him, then back to the board as you take a seat.
  170. 170.
    >“Hey Anon, you said you took college already, right? Do you remember any of this?”
  171. 171.
    >You stare at the board dumbfounded
  172. 172.
    ”I remember some of the symbols. I think that’s Theta.”
  173. 173.
    >“What?”
  174. 174.
    ”You know, the oval-- err, the pie looking thing with a line in between.”
  175. 175.
    >“Ooooohhhhhhhh~. What does that mean?”
  176. 176.
    ”Pinkie, I think it represents a percent…? No, an angle… Pinkie I haven’t taken this in like 2 years, I don’t even remember Algebra very well.”
  177. 177.
    >“Oh shoot…”
  178. 178.
    >You see Pinkie Pie look down in disappointment. The sight of which made your heart sink, and your blood boil.
  179. 179.
    >You put an arm to her shoulder.
  180. 180.
    ”Ponka, you are gonna be alright. I’ve had… less than stellar teachers and professors too, but we don’t need them. We can learn on our own, and do better together.”
  181. 181.
    >You smile as she looks deep into your eyes
  182. 182.
    >“Oh yeah… better together…”
  183. 183.
    >She gives you a wink.
  184. 184.
    >As you finish, you hear someone snoring.
  185. 185.
    >Mr. Doodle was knocked out cold. You know from experience it's very hard to sleep on a desk. While he may not be a great teacher, at least not anymore, you relate to his struggle of just getting by.
  186. 186.
    …
  187. 187.
    >Pre-Calc really was ‘super-dooper’ hard. Or at least hard to understand. You think you half remember some things, but it would seem like your best chance would be having to read the material. Or to go on Youtube and have those Pajeet math chads show you how. Those guys were good.
  188. 188.
    >“Anon, I’m pooped.”
  189. 189.
    >Pinkie had her head and neck low and her hair slightly frazzled as she exited the class room.
  190. 190.
    ”You look like how I feel.”
  191. 191.
    >Your corny joke managed to lift her spirits a little.
  192. 192.
    ”So 2nd period, who’s next?”
  193. 193.
    >“Ms. Cheerilee, English teacher. She is really nice, really sweet, but sometimes loses track of time.”
  194. 194.
    ”That’s nice. I was hoping for a respite after learning Newton's mistake. I mean, where did he get all that from?”
  195. 195.
    >“An apple? Hehe~.”
  196. 196.
    >You facepalm while smiling
  197. 197.
    ”Stupid question.”
  198. 198.
    >“There is no such thing, young man.”
  199. 199.
    ”You look toward the voice to see the lady of the hour, quite literally in this case.”
  200. 200.
    >“Hiya Ms. Cherliee~!”
  201. 201.
    >“Hello Pinkie, so wonderful to have you with us.”
  202. 202.
    >The teacher looks toward you. Before she says anything, you respond to her predictable question.
  203. 203.
    ”I transferred here recently from another class.”
  204. 204.
    >“Ha, well I suppose you came from Ms. Inkwell’s class?”
  205. 205.
    ”Good guess, yes I did.”
  206. 206.
    >You lie as you breathe, as you had many times before. It never felt good, but it was a relief to know that trouble was avoided.
  207. 207.
    >“Well, then I assume you have started reading “Of Mice and Men”?
  208. 208.
    >You groan internally at that title. It was a good book all things considered, you just wish you weren’t forced to read it when you were younger.
  209. 209.
    ”Actually we already finished the book.”
  210. 210.
    >“REALLY? I’m impressed. Ms. Inkwell always was a step ahead of our class but now she is a mile ahead! Uh… metaphorically speaking of course.”
  211. 211.
    >Cheerilee blushed a little, but then apologized for making you stand and asked you to take a seat next to Pinkie.
  212. 212.
    >As you entered the classroom, you had a feeling like you were being watched.
  213. 213.
    >“Why Pinkie, darling, who is THIS fine gentlemen? Come come! Introduce him to me!”
  214. 214.
    >Rarity, of course. You always found her funny, even charming at times, but she always came off… difficult? Maybe even not a good pony at times? Or well, person in this case.
  215. 215.
    >“Ooh, ooh, this is Anon! Say hi Anon~!”
  216. 216.
    >”Hello there Rarity, it's a pleasure to meet you.”
  217. 217.
    >You stick your arm out to shake her hand.
  218. 218.
    >“My my my, you already know my name?”
  219. 219.
    ”W-well, yeah. Pinkie mentioned you a while ago.”
  220. 220.
    >“But of course! With that said, enough about me, darling, tell us about yourself.”
  221. 221.
    ”What would you like to know?”
  222. 222.
    >“Well, how DID you meet Pinkie Pie? I’ve never seen you around here if I recall correctly."
  223. 223.
    ”Everyone has been saying that, and it's true I recently transferred here from Mare-ami.”
  224. 224.
    >“Aww, the heat must have been dreadful, daring.”
  225. 225.
    ”The heat wasn’t that bad. The smell of sweat, salt, and body odor however…”
  226. 226.
    >Rarity had a face of horror while Pinkie laughed her butt off.”
  227. 227.
    >“Ah! That is the WORST POSSIBLE THING! Positively disgusting, darling!”
  228. 228.
    >The other students looked over to see what Rarity was being dramatic over, but soon chalked it up to Rarity being Rarity.
  229. 229.
    >“Hehehe~ Yeah, ‘Nonny can get quite sweaty when he's really into something.”
  230. 230.
    >You and Rarity look at Pinkie Pie. You soon look away, trying to look stoic as you do so, but your blush betrays your attempt to play it cool.
  231. 231.
    >Rarity looked at Pinkie Pie with a deadpan expression, but then said something.
  232. 232.
    >“He's a really hard worker, he helped me plan for parties and stuff.”
  233. 233.
    >That bitch, oh how you loved her sense of humor, even if she was rather risqué at the moment. Oh, the memories of the beach floods your mind. How wonderful that experience was.
  234. 234.
    >Even as you try to focus on something else, your heart beats faster and faster.
  235. 235.
    >You look at Pinkie again, and she gives you a wink and a knowing smile.
  236. 236.
    >You want to push her down on her desk and look down her skirt, and do unspeakable things.
  237. 237.
    >But you try to stay as cool as room-temperature water. What? He's too hot to be a cucumber, and forget about being an ice cube.
  238. 238.
    >“Hi Anon, since you already read the book, I’d like you to start on your essay. It's nothing difficult, just a summary of the story, its themes and your thoughts. Have fun with it!”
  239. 239.
    >Yeah, like there are a lot of people who write essays as a hobby. Well, you were still thankful for Cheerilee's sweet demeanor and the essay's anti-aphrodisiac like properties. Now, you can focus.
  240. 240.
    >English class went by pretty quickly, and so did your essay. You actually finished it before the end of class. It probably wasn’t of the best quality, but who cares? It's not like the grades are going to matter here.
  241. 241.
    >As the bell rang, you and Pinkie marched off to the next period.
  242. 242.
    >Pinkie needed a moment and used the bathroom while there wasn’t a line present.
  243. 243.
    >As you were waiting for her, you talked to Rarity in the hallway.
  244. 244.
    >“Anonymous, Pinkie seems to be rather fond of you, wouldn’t you say?”
  245. 245.
    ”I’m not in disagreement, but isn’t she fond of everyone? Especially you and the group?”
  246. 246.
    >“Right you are, my green friend. But you disregarded my question earlier, how did you two meet?”
  247. 247.
    >ThinkFastChuckleNuts.png
  248. 248.
    ”Uhh, funny story actually! I was, uhh, uhh- at the beach, mare-ami beach actually, ya know, cause I was right there next to it, living in mare-ami. Duh. Anyway, I saw her being, well, Pinkie Pie, and she tried to make friends with everyone. I just so happened to be one of those people, and she mentioned that she was from Canterlot. It just so happened that I planned to move there and to transfer to the high school. And from there she wanted to know all about me and wanted me to be ready when I came over.”
  249. 249.
    >“And I assume when you did come over it was around when you helped her. Last weekend, I presume? I didn’t know she had a party last weekend. Who was it for?”
  250. 250.
    ”Uhh, well there were several parties, including my own party that she was throwing that day. A-actually, along with preparations for future parties and… Rarity, why are you giving me that look?”
  251. 251.
    >She smiled at him with a knowing look, eyes half closed.
  252. 252.
    >“Darling, I am a fashionista, and that means I have learned to see what people think of me and others. It helps in knowing their tastes and styles of course, but also their intentions for wearing their clothing.”
  253. 253.
    >You cross your arms and chuckle
  254. 254.
    ”And what? You think I’m hiding something?”
  255. 255.
    >“Did I ever mention you hiding anything?”
  256. 256.
    ”People hide their emotions all the time, Rarity. And besides, you weren’t exactly being subtle in your interrogation.”
  257. 257.
    >“And despite your efforts, you shared more than you know.”
  258. 258.
    >You started to get pissed off.
  259. 259.
    ”Alright, if you’re such a mind reader, what do you THINK I said?”
  260. 260.
    >“Well I assume that everything you said about you being from Mare-ami and you meeting Pinkie Pie is true, and yes she does typically try to meet everyone during a vacation, and she did go to Mare-ami with her family, but there was no mention of them. Curious.”
  261. 261.
    ”She wasn’t with them at the time, I guess.”
  262. 262.
    >“Oh no, that much was obvious, but that would mean she went out of her way to. Then speaking to strangers she didn’t know anything about, including an admittedly handsome hunk of a man, showing off his stringy muscles to her and wooing her with his sense of humor. And he just so happened to be transferring to her school. And she was all too enthusiastic to introduce you to the school, and to her friend. Another curiosity.”
  263. 263.
    ”I don’t like what you’re implying, Rarity.”
  264. 264.
    >Rarity’s smug smile only grew wider, placing one hand on her hip.
  265. 265.
    >“Well, did you like what Pinkie was implying?”
  266. 266.
    ”She didn’t imply anything. She stated I was a hard worker.”
  267. 267.
    >“Was the work the only thing that was hard, darling?”
  268. 268.
    >Ohthisbitchwasgood.jpg
  269. 269.
    ”Rarity, I’m getting sick and tired of this. Stop trying to make up a story like some lawyer grasping at straws!!”
  270. 270.
    >“Well to quote my favorite novel, ‘the truth fears no investigation’, darling. And besides, there were many things you did that gave yourself away. Pinkie did too. The way you look at each other, the banter you have, how you two are always so close to one another, aww, it's something straight out of a romantic novel~!”
  271. 271.
    >Rarity let out a dreamy sigh while clasping her hands and looking up at the ceiling
  272. 272.
    >You are utterly shocked. You were never this easy to read. Then again, you never exactly talked to people, let alone in such an open and care free way like with Pinkie.
  273. 273.
    >And it seems like you didn’t give Rarity enough credit. Her mind is as sharp as her sense of fashion.
  274. 274.
    >You get up in her face while pointing at her and whispering
  275. 275.
    ”You may like drama, Rarity, but I want none of it. Yes, I like Pinkie, and she likes me, and I won’t have you embarrass her by telling everyone. Keep your mouth shut.”
  276. 276.
    >“My word! What do you take me for?”
  277. 277.
    ”Someone who is going to start trouble.”
  278. 278.
    >Rarity grasped at her crystal geode while gasping.
  279. 279.
    >“Now that would just make me an awwwwwful friend not just to you, but to Pinkie Pie. I didn’t mean to imply that, Anonymous, I simply wished to tease you, darling. Your secret is safe with me, but only on two conditions…”
  280. 280.
    >Oh brother, you don’t like where this is going.”
  281. 281.
    ”Name them.”
  282. 282.
    >“First, please keep me informed on your pursuit of Pinkie. Do bear in mind you don’t have to--ahem--kiss and tell, as it were.”
  283. 283.
    >You were relieved to hear that
  284. 284.
    >“I simply wish to see how your relationship grows. And second, I will have the privilege to tease you about said relationship.”
  285. 285.
    >Oh, that wasn’t that bad at all, actually. Maybe a little annoying for you, but maybe this might come in handy later…
  286. 286.
    ”I see. I agree to those terms.”
  287. 287.
    >“My my, how stoic and noble! Her knight protecting her against blackmail so that her feelings can be protected. So romantic~!”
  288. 288.
    >Despite her mocking tone, you felt somewhat honored in her saying that. There was a kernel of truth to what she said, after all.
  289. 289.
    >“Ah! And one more thing, and I will not be taking no for an answer, Anonymous. Allow me to make a dashing suit for you.”
  290. 290.
    ”This wasn’t part of our arrangement.”
  291. 291.
    >“I have altered the deal, pray I don’t alter it any further.”
  292. 292.
    >You chuckle a little
  293. 293.
    ”You drive a hard bargain ‘Miss Rarity’. How much will that cost me?”
  294. 294.
    >“Your time, presence and your input, Darling. The rest of the costs are on the house.”
  295. 295.
    >Maybe she WAS generous after all. You misjudged her completely, and if you weren’t still sore from her reading you like a book, you’d even apologize for the whole ordeal. In fact, maybe you will when the time comes. Maybe she can help you out more than you initially thought.
  296. 296.
    ”Say, is Pinkie still in the bathroom?”
  297. 297.
    >“Yes! #2, if you were wondering. Twilight was right, I shouldn’t have had those quesadillas!”
  298. 298.
    >Rarity was disgusted, while you were amused.
  299. 299.
    >“You two are really disgusting!”
  300. 300.
    >You and Pinkie laugh rather loudly at Rarity’s reaction. She eventually smiles too, your dynamic together seems to have lighted her mood, and evidently, yours too.
  301. 301.
    …
  302. 302.
    >Despite Pinkie trying to quell the quesadilla que-tastraphy (Fuck you, I suck at alliteration), you two were able to go to class pretty early, with minutes to spare. Looking at the room around you, it seemed to have posters of historical events, economic graphs, and warnings to follow certain rules. You’ve always liked history and the humanities. Sure, math, English and science were nice subjects with their uses, but history was the study of man, including their success and failures and how they have shaped how we live.
  303. 303.
    >You loved learning about the stories of tribals, kings, nobles, peasants, workers, politics, war, art, everything fascinated you.
  304. 304.
    >But sadly you started to hate it as you got older. Not because it was boring, but because you saw a pattern emerging.
  305. 305.
    >Of leaders who would rather throw away morality and mortalities for properties and some form of ‘dignity’.
  306. 306.
    >Of egotists exploiting people, to then show off their exploits as a virtue.
  307. 307.
    >Of poor souls suffering and fighting for false causes, willfully, by force, or simply for survival. All of all, because of greater forces who they do not fully understand condemning them to that fate.
  308. 308.
    >When remembering the tragedy that is human history, a quote comes to mind, “It is sweet and proper to die for one's country”. You remember the great lie that tricks and haunts people to this day, and you are powerless to stop it.
  309. 309.
    >“Attention class, there will be no talking until I say otherwise.”
  310. 310.
    >The class pays attention to this stern looking woman.
  311. 311.
    >You are slightly irritated that she disrupted your train of thought, but at least you could work around this.
  312. 312.
    >The invention of paper, and other paper like materials, such as papyrus, gave many benefits to the civilizations that used them.
  313. 313.
    >Today, you are going to use it to communicate and subvert an authoritarian classroom
  314. 314.
    >“As you may recall, if you even had bothered to pay attention to the board, today we will discuss civics, governance and then debate between ourselves about the topics we learned at the end of class.”
  315. 315.
    >You wrote down on a sticky note
  316. 316.
    ”What’s her problem?”
  317. 317.
    > You put the sticky note on her skirt so that the teacher wouldn’t see you pass it.
  318. 318.
    >Pinkie responds
  319. 319.
    >“Mrs. Harshwhinny has always been a big meanie. I hate social studies because of her.”
  320. 320.
    >You wrote back
  321. 321.
    ”No kidding. I can make this more fun for you.”
  322. 322.
    >“What are you talking about?”
  323. 323.
    ”Trust me, you’ll see.”
  324. 324.
    >Pinkie simply smiles. She loves surprises, after all.
  325. 325.
    >Mrs. Harshwhinny droned on about ancient civilizations, the types of governments and their origins, and finally during the latter half of class, she wished for the class to start a debate.
  326. 326.
    >“If anyone would like to express a view first, please be inclined to let me know by raising your hand. If no one does, I’ll simply find a ‘volunteer’”.
  327. 327.
    >You raise your hand
  328. 328.
    >“I don’t believe we have met. What is your name?”
  329. 329.
    ”Anonymous, but most call me Anon for short.”
  330. 330.
    >“What a peculiar name. What is it you wish to share with me?”
  331. 331.
    ”It is my view that all governments are corrupt, and that the government that governs least indeed governs best.”
  332. 332.
    >“Yes, a more libertarian view. Why?”
  333. 333.
    ”Allow me to explain this with an analogy. In sports, or any game really, there are rules. Now, why do we follow these rules? Anyone?
  334. 334.
    >Several students answered
  335. 335.
    >“To make things fair?”
  336. 336.
    >“To make it fun?”
  337. 337.
    >“To make sure it's safe and doesn’t get out of control?”
  338. 338.
    ”It is all of those things and more. Rules are the foundation of not just government, but even of non-government entities, such as tribes and other social groups.”
  339. 339.
    ”Now, do athletes always play by the rules? Obviously not. Cheating is a problem because it makes things unfair, unsafe, unstructured, and thus unfun, which then begs the question on why the game is played at all.”
  340. 340.
    >“And aNoN,”
  341. 341.
    >Mrs. Harshwinny paused, as if disgusted by the name that left her mouth.
  342. 342.
    >“You believe that governments are the same way. If they don’t make rules, follow the rules, enforce those rules, and make sure those rules benefit the wider society they govern, then they do not deserve to exist.”
  343. 343.
    ”Consent of the governed ma’am. That is the basis of any sort of governance.”
  344. 344.
    >“Then might I suggest a different, contrary opinion?”
  345. 345.
    >You were going to say yes, but she cut you off.
  346. 346.
    >“While consent of the governed is a necessary part for most parts of governance, we must ask if that is true for every aspect of government. For example, would you legalize drugs, especially those more… dangerous, such as meth, or heroin just because the population wanted them?”
  347. 347.
    ”I believe if people really want it, they will get what they want, regardless of what authority might say.”
  348. 348.
    >“Answer the question please.”
  349. 349.
    “Yes. Banning such products does not always deter people. It may even do the opposite, especially without sufficient education regarding them, and making them more dangerous to obtain and consume, thanks to a lack of standards in the black market. Instead, we should educate and regulate, rather than ban. We are making criminals of people who, more likely than not, were already suffering outside of their drug habit.”
  350. 350.
    >“That would be akin to letting students use their phones out of and during class. Do you know what a disaster that would be? Lectures wouldn’t be paid attention to, rules wouldn’t be obeyed, class participation would drop, and assignments would be put off just so that they can use their phones!”
  351. 351.
    “If you find that your students would rather talk on the phone rather than talk in a debate, then there might be a problem with how you control the classroom.”
  352. 352.
    >Silence. Just you, and her, glaring daggers.
  353. 353.
    >“You may have your beliefs, Anon, but I have something you don’t, authority, nor expertise in education, nor of how to keep people in line.”
  354. 354.
    >You chuckle at what she said, before standing up and extending your arms, palm up.
  355. 355.
    ”This is the beginning of tyranny, ladies and gentlemen. When those above wish for you to not ask questions, no matter how just they may seem, and when they attack you for being ignorant, rather than educating, watch out!”
  356. 356.
    >Once again, silence.
  357. 357.
    >Then a bell rang.
  358. 358.
    >Pinkie grabbed Anon's arm and ran out the door. Many students follow suit.
  359. 359.
    >“THE BELL DOES NOT DISMISS YOU, I DO--! W-WAIT YOU WILL GET IN TROUBLE IF YOU--!”
  360. 360.
    >The students didn’t care.
  361. 361.
    >As you ran with Pinkie.
  362. 362.
    >You didn’t know where you were taking you, but at that point, you didn’t care.
  363. 363.
    >You just wanted to stand up for Pinkie, but you thought that you did much better than you thought.
  364. 364.
    >The fact you weren’t laughed at was already amazing.
  365. 365.
    >As you make it to the school courtyard, Pinkie looks at you, shocked, and seemingly scared. After panting for a few seconds, she speaks.”
  366. 366.
    >“‘Nonny, do you know how much trouble you could have gotten in?”
  367. 367.
    ”Yes.”
  368. 368.
    >You stare at Pinkie Pie with a shit eating grin.
  369. 369.
    >Pinkie shares a grin, only hers is a different kind. The kind you last saw on the beach.
  370. 370.
    >“Then consider this a thank you”
  371. 371.
    >She kisses you on the lips. Oh God, you forgot how soft they were, how wet they were, how… good they felt.
  372. 372.
    >As you disconnect from the kiss, you say something you should have said a while ago, your playful grin replaced with a serious expression.
  373. 373.
    ”Pinkie, I love you. You’re the best thing in my life.”
  374. 374.
    >Pinkie grins even harder and becomes excited. She kisses you again, now with her tongue attacking yours.
  375. 375.
    >As trite as it may sound, you were in heaven. Life was never difficult, but now it wasn’t painful anymore. Now, It felt good.
  376. 376.
    >Yet, a question popped up in your mind. Yes, this was good and all, but was it good enough? Or rather, how far could you take this ecstasy, this freedom, this control, this untouchableness that surged throughout his body.
  377. 377.
    >Your lips disconnect once more, both of you panting. You break the silence.
  378. 378.
    ”Pinkie, are you doing well in the next class?”
  379. 379.
    >“Yeah, it's home ed. It's pretty easy, baking teaches you pretty much everything you need to know already.”
  380. 380.
    >Music to your ears
  381. 381.
    ”Perfect. Have you ever skipped a class before, Pinkie?”
  382. 382.
    >“‘Nonny, don’t be silly, of course I haven’t”
  383. 383.
    >You eye her with a smile
  384. 384.
    >“Oh ‘Noners, come on, home ed isn’t that bbbaaaaaddddd~”
  385. 385.
    >You grab her left breast and start to play with it
  386. 386.
    >She lets out sharp, yet quiet moan
  387. 387.
    >She looks at you eyes half shut, mouth agape slightly, just looking into your eyes. It was as if your eyes were hypnotizing her into following your lead.
  388. 388.
    ”You know, I think there is one chapter that your home ed class doesn’t cover. Would you like to learn it with me?”
  389. 389.
    >She smiles softly, and simply gives you a slight nod.
  390. 390.
    >You let go of her breast and grab her hand. You walk side by side, looking at each other, as if in awe of the marvels of nature.
  391. 391.
    >And speaking of nature, you were about to live according to yours.
  392. 392.
    …
  393. 393.
    >The school was a lot smaller than you first realized. It was actually half the size of your own old high school.
  394. 394.
    >Nothing really much happened during your high school years. Sure, you learned how to drive a car and get a job, but high school itself was rather uneventful.
  395. 395.
    >Painfully uneventful. No friends, no summer adventure, no secret rendezvous with a beautiful girl, or anything like that.
  396. 396.
    >To be fair, it was kind of your fault. You didn’t exactly talk to people, or join clubs.
  397. 397.
    >You just wanted to be in your room and think about how pitiful you were.
  398. 398.
    >Your parents would try to comfort you by saying ‘These are going to be the best years of your life.’
  399. 399.
    >How wrong they were, you think to yourself.
  400. 400.
    >It didn’t exactly help that you disliked everyone. From teachers to students to parents and everyone in between.
  401. 401.
    >Everyone felt so fake. Not fake as in not being genuine, but fake as in not even real. Your life didn’t seem real. You didn’t seem real. You still wonder if you had a point, or if you were just bitter.
  402. 402.
    >The only thing that seemed real to you was, ironically, a fictional show, or shows rather, targeted towards small girls and tweens with magic, talking horses, and magical portals.
  403. 403.
    >But it was not those aspects that made it feel real. No, it was the social situations, the friendship, the fact that they had each other's backs and lived as a community. It boggled your mind why life couldn’t be like this. It still does.
  404. 404.
    >Which makes the past couple of ‘hours’, or least what you perceived as hours, so exhilarating.
  405. 405.
    >At first, repeating high school seemed like a curse, but with Pinkie Pie and Rarity, things didn’t seem so bad.
  406. 406.
    >Things were exciting, eventful. People felt more animated and shared their interests with each other.
  407. 407.
    >Not everyone was happy, of course, but there was no sign of decay anywhere.
  408. 408.
    >And now that you are more mature, you were no longer scared of things like detentions or skipping class, you did what you felt like, within reason of course.
  409. 409.
    >But the greatest feeling of all was that you finally found the biggest piece that tied everything together.
  410. 410.
    >You found her. You found Pinkie. You found your soulmate.
  411. 411.
    >You also found yourself in a small forest behind the parking lot, which itself was behind the school.
  412. 412.
    >The perfect place for the perfect celebration
  413. 413.
    >You don’t bother with words. They’d ruin the moment.
  414. 414.
    >Before you even get inside the forest you are already groping Pinkie while pulling her into you.
  415. 415.
    >You two made out while going behind the trees. It wasn’t the most secret spot, especially if you weren’t careful.
  416. 416.
    >Pinkie Pie released herself from your lips
  417. 417.
    >“‘Nonny?”
  418. 418.
    >You become somewhat frustrated, but you restrain yourself
  419. 419.
    ”Yes Ponka?”
  420. 420.
    >“Are you sure we’re in a private place here?
  421. 421.
    ”Private enough. They can’t really get a good view with these trees everywhere.”
  422. 422.
    >“But what if someone hears us? What if they come over and check what is going on?”
  423. 423.
    ”Let them see our first hand love. Make them jealous. I say to hell with them!”
  424. 424.
    >“Oh ‘Nonny…”
  425. 425.
    >That really got her in the mood, making her close her eyes again and lunge toward your wanting lips
  426. 426.
    >You lean back, letting her take control.
  427. 427.
    >Eventually, you decide to lay on the grass below you, more comfortable, and positively romantic, you thought to yourself.
  428. 428.
    >You hear your zipper being opened and you open your eyes
  429. 429.
    >Pinkie was not a patient girl, but it surprised you to see her fully naked and forced down your pants and underwear with speed that disrespected physics itself. Ironic.
  430. 430.
    >You start to burst out laughing uncontrollably
  431. 431.
    >Pinkie follows suit
  432. 432.
    >“What's so funny? Are you nervous?”
  433. 433.
    >Pinkie gave a teasing smile
  434. 434.
    ”No, no, I was thinking that we are learning about calculus and physics, but here you are saying fuck that!”
  435. 435.
    >The two of you laughed even louder, hugging each other tight in response.
  436. 436.
    >You haven’t laughed this hard since… actually have you ever laughed this hard before?
  437. 437.
    >Well regardless, it was moments like these that made you so grateful to have Pinkie Pie. Yes, her body was pure gasoline for the fire that burned in your heart and in your loins
  438. 438.
    >But it was not those features that made you fall in love. It was small moments like this. You have never shared such joy with a person before, and you’ll be damned if you won’t make an effort to keep her.
  439. 439.
    >But her laughter stopped when she felt something twitch
  440. 440.
    >Your penis had made a sudden, involuntary movement that landed right on her right tit and bounced off. You’ve never felt something so soft, yet so tantalizing.
  441. 441.
    >The pleasure made you moan rather loudly for a man, and Pinkie noticed
  442. 442.
    >She laughed a little more in surprise, but soon she came up with an idea. An awful, wonderful idea.
  443. 443.
    >“I never knew you were a titty man, Anonymous…”
  444. 444.
    >Oh shit, she used your full name.
  445. 445.
    >You look up to her, now actually nervous, yet excited on what she had planned
  446. 446.
    >From her facial expression to her body posture, she exuded control. She knew she had you by the balls.
  447. 447.
    >And for the first time in your life, lack of control felt… good.
  448. 448.
    >Pinkie made her move. She first lowered her head down, kissing your subtle, yet strong abs, and slowly kept traveling south until she arrived at her final destination and smelled your crotch area deeply, before breathing out in satisfaction
  449. 449.
    >“Oh ‘Nonny, you smell so wonderful.”
  450. 450.
    >She licked her chops, her mouth drooling with anticipation
  451. 451.
    >“It's like a salty, yummy piece of salami.”
  452. 452.
    Pinkie stuck her tongue and started to lick your salami tower akin to ice cream on a cone. Only this treat was far more savory.
  453. 453.
    >“Oh, this tastes much better than Salami, ‘Nonny…”
  454. 454.
    Her breath shuttered, before looking at you again and speaking in a breathy voice.
  455. 455.
    >“It's so wonderful…”
  456. 456.
    >She then started again, only this time wrapping her tongue around the cured meat, trying to get every square inch of you. As she finished the top of the head, she moved toward its ‘chin’, then the shaft, until finally plopping one testicle in your mouth, before spitting it out and moving on to the other one to repeat the process. And she finished, she decided to even go further beyond while stroking your lubricated stiffy with her hand.
  457. 457.
    >And all throughout you groaned and moaned, trying to last just a bit longer, trying to hold it together. Pinkie was tearing you apart, and you’re not sure how much longer you can last.
  458. 458.
    >That was when she stopped, her head next to your cock, smiling the most seductive grin you’ve ever seen. It seemed she was letting you catch your breath and regain your stamina
  459. 459.
    >That was proved to be incorrect and she rose slightly and used her hands to cup her double dees
  460. 460.
    >And enveloped them around your cock.
  461. 461.
    >Soft
  462. 462.
    >Electric
  463. 463.
    >Tight
  464. 464.
    >Tingling
  465. 465.
    >These words cannot describe the pure joy you were experiencing. You couldn’t think
  466. 466.
    >Thankfully, Pinkie did it for you, as she spat on your penis and used her jugs to spread it out.
  467. 467.
    >She giggled at your expression of ecstasy. She loved seeing you like this. She wanted more of that face.
  468. 468.
    >She tighten the squeeze she gave her tits, and started to move up slowly
  469. 469.
    >AND SLAMMED onto your pelvis. With each plap came a larger and larger groan from you, and a rise in Pinkie Pie’s enthusiasm.
  470. 470.
    >She wasn't patient enough to keep teasing you, and started to add her mouth over the part of your penis that was still visible.
  471. 471.
    >You were unable to warn her that your dam had burst, and she squealed in surprise with every load.
  472. 472.
    >After 3 loads, she had to disconnect from your mouth and coughed some of it out on my thigh while the final loads landed on her face, hair, and tits.
  473. 473.
    >In the aftermath, your head was looking toward the sky, eyes closed. You felt so fatigued, like you had done a 20 mile run.
  474. 474.
    >Unlike the 20 mile run, you hoped that this would happen again soon.
  475. 475.
    >Pinkie trying to get back her breath after briefly choking on your seed, but looking at the mess you’ve made on her, and your calm, content expression, as if you were falling asleep.
  476. 476.
    >Pinkie couldn’t contain her wide smile, nor her laughter. The pride she felt matched that of when she gave a party to Stellar Eclipse. It wasn’t the party itself, but rather the reactions of Stellar Eclipse. For the first time in a while, he wasn’t just an object of pity, he was an actual dude having fun, being the center of attention, talking about how much of a jerk some of the teachers were. While the doctors may have made him better on a physical level, Pinkie likes to think that party made him better on a mental one. Maybe in a sense, she saved a part of him that day.
  477. 477.
    >While Anon may have said otherwise, life was pretty difficult sometimes. Maybe he had it better than Stellar, sure, but that doesn’t mean that the pain didn’t exist. She might not have been good with numbers, but the Pinke math just didn’t add up. All because someone has more money doesn’t mean you have none. All because someone lost an arm and leg doesn’t mean you didn’t lose an arm.
  478. 478.
    >But Pinkie understood. He didn’t need a pity party, he needed a party party, even if it was just a party of 2.
  479. 479.
    >And just like Stellar, she wondered if she was saving Anon.
  480. 480.
    >At the very least, she knew that he had hope now, and that all the bad things in life aren’t just bad luck, or coincidence, but they were simply obstacles. Obstacles to get to her, to be with her.
  481. 481.
    >The thought of him going through everything just for a small moment of time with her made her cheeks warm and her arms embrace her knight in birthday armor.
  482. 482.
    >She cuddled up on his chest, where she heard his heartbeat and his long breaths. His chest expanding and contracting and slightly lower down, she could hear his digestive system at work, with the little fart-like sounds making her giggle softly.
  483. 483.
    >It reminded her of when she would cuddle with her sisters. Yes, even Limestone. They had to share a bed at some point, and Pinkie would relate those sounds to sleep. It was a comforting feeling, and she was glad she would be able to share it with her ‘Nonny.
  484. 484.
    >A bell rang
  485. 485.
    >Pinkie was slightly annoyed, but more so panicking. Lunch was a time of speed and decisive action, and she wasn’t going to wait in a stupid life. Not now, not ever.
  486. 486.
    >It also helps that her entire being was an insult against the principle of friction, and physics in general, and was able to put on her, and your clothes rather quickly
  487. 487.
    >All the while you were just starting to open your eyes
  488. 488.
    >“COME ON ‘NONNERS, WE HAVE NO TIME TO LOSE!!”
  489. 489.
    >You were still a little disorientated, having chino eyes and yawning
  490. 490.
    ”What? I don’t really care about class right now.”
  491. 491.
    >“IT'S NOT CLASS, IT'S LUNCH!! I NEED FOOD AND TO TALK TO MY FRIENDS AN-- JUST GET UP!!”
  492. 492.
    >She pulls you up, and eventually you help yourself up just so she doesn’t have to pull that hard. You already know what she is capable of, but you’d like her to have it easy.
  493. 493.
    >But it seems she didn’t give the same courtesy to you, and bolted while grabbing your hand.
  494. 494.
    >The food must have been really good here, somehow, considering it was a school cafeteria.
  495. 495.
    >You didn’t have much time to think about it, as it seemed like you were already there, beating several students gunning it for the lunch lady.
  496. 496.
    >You were able to catch your breath. You knew that despite your time working out that you weren’t as in shape as you’d like to be. Of course, you knew you wouldn’t be able to keep up with Pinkie, but you’d prefer to be less out of breath than this.
  497. 497.
    >The only breath Pinkie had was a sigh of relief for being first in line and getting to choose the best they had to offer.
  498. 498.
    >You didn’t get it. When you were in school, especially high school for some reason, the school lunch might as well have been slop, with the almost plastic like texture of the burgers to the greasiest chicken known to man. The vegetables weren’t cooked half the time, the milk absorbed some of the paper of the carton and tasted accordingly, and the only thing decent was the pizza. Still, the grease was very much present and you had to let it drop some of it out, or you’d vomit. You know how people say that the secret ingredient is love? The lunch ladies’ must have been hatred.
  499. 499.
    >Thankfully your parents packed your lunch for you when you reached high school. You probably should have been doing it yourself at that point, and should have groveled in thanks for that, and among other things.
  500. 500.
    >You tried to suppress that memory. You’d with that when you got home.
  501. 501.
    >When looking at the menu options, a lot of it was the same, but there were small differences.
  502. 502.
    >Yeah, you still had your burgers and your pizza, but there was something off. The pizza didn’t have any pepperoni, the burgers didn’t have a meat patty, but something else… Was that tofu?
  503. 503.
    >And there were things like fruit bowls with some sort of punch in them. At your school, they just had an apple, sometimes banana or orange if you were lucky.
  504. 504.
    >You started to notice how there were a lot of vegetarian options, like salads and pasta, without ground beef of course. It was rather odd seeing such variety and options, rather than having to eat whatever the lunch ladies decided to crap out last night on their toilets.
  505. 505.
    >They even had glass cups, rather than having your juice or milk in the cartons you were used to. Knowing kids, they had a high chance to drop a lot of em and spread glass everywhere on the floor, or cause cuts to other kids.
  506. 506.
    >Yet it seemed like Granny Smith was washing a couple as Pinkie Pie went up to ask her for something.
  507. 507.
    >“Could I have a couple strawberries to go with my salad, Granny?”
  508. 508.
    >Had it been your school, they might have used the shards as weapons to use against their rivals.
  509. 509.
    >“Now, what kinda Gran-eh would ah be if’n ah didn’ take care o’ mah niece?”
  510. 510.
    >Wait a minute, you thought that she was distantly related to the Apples. You wonder if she could be more closely related in Equestria Girls
  511. 511.
    >“Hey sonny, ah ‘aven’t seen ya ‘ere beh-for! What would ya like?”
  512. 512.
    >You’ve always had a soft spot for Granny Smith. In a sense, she reminded you of Grandpa Incognito. Or well, her way of speaking did. They couldn’t be any further apart otherwise, as your grandpa was energetic and ready to take on the day, but was as stubborn as a donkey. He’d take the insult jackass as a compliment. If it weren’t for cancer, he’d still be metaphorically bucking his neighbors with his antics.
  513. 513.
    >You missed him a lot. From him and your father teaching you how to fight, to him telling you jokes that you still remember word for word to this day. He might have been a country bumpkin, but he was still smarter and wiser than the “educated” urbanites.
  514. 514.
    >You wish you got to go out and work with him in the fields. Some would say that it’d be hard work, but life was never hard. He’d say it was busy, or hectic, or boring, or anything else, but saying it was hard was a kin to saying you were a pussy.
  515. 515.
    >Though as you grow older, you wonder if he really thought that, or if it was all just a farce, or a lie he told himself and others.
  516. 516.
    >You miss him.
  517. 517.
    >“‘Nonny, you really need to stop zoning out, or you’re going to end up like Twilight!”
  518. 518.
    >She laughed with a snort, while Granny simply smiled and shook her head in disapproval
  519. 519.
    ”Oh! I’m sorry ma’am, you just remind me of someone.”
  520. 520.
    >“Hopeful-eh someone still ‘live and kickin’?”
  521. 521.
    ”No, sadly not. He passed some time ago.”
  522. 522.
    >Granny frowned and lowered her head
  523. 523.
    >“I didn’t mean it like that sonny… ‘ere! Take this pasta… an’ this apple. On the house, too.”
  524. 524.
    >Your grandfather always hated saying sorry. I guess he thought actions spoke louder than words. He’d try to make it up instead by hugging you, or letting you get away with something, or giving you some booze when your parents weren’t looking. You had mixed feelings about it, but at least you knew he was genuine when he said it.
  525. 525.
    >”I accept your apology Ma’am. Have a wonderful day.”
  526. 526.
    >“Sonny, come ‘ere for a sec’nd. Wan’ talk witcha.”
  527. 527.
    ”What about?”
  528. 528.
    >“Well, I saw ya running with mah niece there. She hasn’ done that with a boy before. Ah just wan’ ya to keep in mind that we own alotta land, and alotta shovels. Don’ do nothin’ stupid.”
  529. 529.
    >You were still feeling a bit of a buzz from your argument with Ms. Harshwinny, and weren't scared of what she was implying.
  530. 530.
    ”Well, how stupid would it be if I wanted to make you my aunt-in-law?”
  531. 531.
    >Granny was shocked for a moment, then a little angry, then amused.
  532. 532.
    >“Not as stupid as lyin’ tah meh. If’n yer serious ‘bout whatcha said, long as its durin’ mah life time, not at all.”
  533. 533.
    ”Thank you for your blessing, Granny.”
  534. 534.
    >“Yer welcome, future nephew-in-law”
  535. 535.
    >Granny gave a wink
  536. 536.
    >That went a lot better than you expected. Maybe you should be more daring in your everyday life, it seems to be working pretty well.
  537. 537.
    >You take your tray and walk toward Ponka, who was waiting for you while you chatted.
  538. 538.
    >“Seems like you’re a swooner~!”
  539. 539.
    >You’ve always loved her sing-song like intonations.
  540. 540.
    “Like you don’t already know that”
  541. 541.
    >You kissed her on the cheek playfully
  542. 542.
    >She smiled while looking away
  543. 543.
    >As you walked together, her shoulder was right next to yours
  544. 544.
    >She wanted to be as close to you as possible, and you couldn’t get enough of it.
  545. 545.
    >She is so perfect, you think
  546. 546.
    >“Hey Pinkie, where you going, man?!”
  547. 547.
    >The sound was rather hoarse and came from behind us. Did she miss her table?
  548. 548.
    >“Don’t tell me you two forget about moi et nous!”
  549. 549.
    >That voice was more familiar, akin to a soprano, if the perfect french didn’t give it away already. That was Rarity all right.
  550. 550.
    >“EEEEEEEEEEEE, Hiya everybody! Oh my gosh, I need to introduce you all to Anon! Say HI ‘Nonny!”
  551. 551.
    ”Hey, how’s it going everybody? We almost missed you guys.”
  552. 552.
    >Applejack pointed with her palm sideways.
  553. 553.
    >“Well if yer were lookin’ ahead of ya instead of beside ya, ya would have seen the stage ya almost bumped into.”
  554. 554.
    >You and Pinkie look, and as Applejack said, there indeed was a stage.
  555. 555.
    >You looked back to see all the girls looking at you with knowing eyes. >Except fluttershy, she was just staring at her food and blushing. Poor thing.
  556. 556.
    >Rarity was especially haughty, as she raised her eyebrows and showed her hands.
  557. 557.
    >“I suppose the phrase ‘love is blind’ comes to mind.”
  558. 558.
    >So much for trying to keep this an open secret at least, but seems like instead you’re going to have to show it in the open
  559. 559.
    >Remember what you said earlier. ’Let them see our first hand love. Make them jealous. I say to hell with them!’
  560. 560.
    >You decide to heed that advice. You set down your tray, then grab Pinkie’s tray out of her hands and lay hers next to yours.
  561. 561.
    >“Oh, thanks ‘Nonny! You didn’t have t--”
  562. 562.
    >You kiss her
  563. 563.
    >You kiss her lovingly and without haste. Time stopped when you kissed as far as you were concerned
  564. 564.
    >Pinkie slowly closed your eyes when she realized what you were trying to do.
  565. 565.
    >She might have been doing too much, as she evenly wrapped one leg around behind you, and jumped before wrapping the other.
  566. 566.
    >You grabbed her as she wrapped her arms around your neck. All the while leaning into the kiss.
  567. 567.
    >The girls were utterly enamored by your display between you and your amor, cheering and whistling.
  568. 568.
    >Except Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash. Flutters needed to use the bathroom, but Rainbow Dash…
  569. 569.
    >“Alright showoffs, you’ve made your point! Wanna stop now?”
  570. 570.
    >All the remaining girls present gave Dash a death glare, except Applejack
  571. 571.
    >She just chuckled a little
  572. 572.
    >“Showoffs. Heh. Now you know how annoyin’ it is to deal with you sometimes.”
  573. 573.
    >They girls laughed at the irony of the joke, and Rainbow Dash grew even more frustrated
  574. 574.
    >You and Pinkie though, you just eyed each other, paying no mind to your interrupted make out session.
  575. 575.
    >“‘Nonny, while I would love to keep tasting you, I’d really like to start tasting my food.”
  576. 576.
    ”Of course, Ponka.”
  577. 577.
    >You put her down gently and sit down next to her
  578. 578.
    >Sadly it seemed that she sat next to the butthurt Rainbow Dash, who stared at Applejack in annoyance
  579. 579.
    >“I’ll show you who’s annoying when I beat your butt at dodge ball!”
  580. 580.
    >“Like hell ya would! Don’ kid yerself RD.”
  581. 581.
    >“Darlings PLEASE hold off your competition for another day. We have a new guest here, and it would be rude to ignore him.”
  582. 582.
    >Sunset Shimmer put an arm on Rarity’s shoulder
  583. 583.
    >“I think he told us everything about him without saying a word, Rarity. Seems like Pinkie found her stud.”
  584. 584.
    >Rarity laughed at sunsets comment, but Twilight was confused.
  585. 585.
    >“I don’t really get it. A stud is a horse that is not castrated and typically is used to breed with mares.”
  586. 586.
    >“Darling, you really need to learn to read between the lines. You’re a good detective, investigate!”
  587. 587.
    >You felt something was off with what she said. Rarity had a keen eye, what if she saw something you didn’t?
  588. 588.
    >“I don’t really see anything Rarity…”
  589. 589.
    >Or maybe she was simply being playful with Twilight.
  590. 590.
    >“All I really see is some spilled milk in Pinkie’s hair.”
  591. 591.
    >You shit your pants
  592. 592.
    >You don’t even bother to look. All you can do is have a stone cold face and hope no one encourages her to look more.
  593. 593.
    >“Pinkie, how did that happen?”
  594. 594.
    >Pinkie gave a nervous chuckle before speaking
  595. 595.
    >“Well you see Twilight ‘Nonny dared me to drink some milk from high above, and spilled some milk on my head and my shirt.”
  596. 596.
    >“Oh, that makes sense. Although I thought you only drank strawberry milk.”
  597. 597.
    >“Oh Twilight, I was having FUN! What’s so wrong with that?”
  598. 598.
    >Twilight hated mysteries, but oh so loved to solve them.
  599. 599.
    >Pinkie however was a true enigma, and she would have to live, knowing she’d never be able to understand her. She simply nodded and sighed.
  600. 600.
    >Rarity had a frustrated expression. She probably didn’t expect Pinkie to come up with something so quick on the fly.
  601. 601.
    >You gave Rarity a smirk. She was beaten. And no one questions would be asked.
  602. 602.
    >“I have a question for you Pinkie, where were you during home ed? It's like you ran away and hid somewhere.”
  603. 603.
    >God damn it, Rainbow Dash!
  604. 604.
    >“I decided to skip class and play hide and seek with ‘Nonny. It was SO fun!”
  605. 605.
    >She giggled to give it credibility. You were surprised with how easy it was for her to lie. And you thought you were half decent.
  606. 606.
    >Rainbow Dash wasn’t having it
  607. 607.
    >“That’s unlike ya, Pinkie. Since when have you ever skipped class?”
  608. 608.
    >“Since today. It's just home ed class anyway and it's my senior year, and ‘Nonny’s too, and we said whatever, let's just have some fun!”
  609. 609.
    >Rarity tried to hold her laughter in. She knew better than to take that at face value.
  610. 610.
    >Sunset also could see the subtext, looked at you with a slight smile
  611. 611.
    >“It was your idea, wasn’t it?”
  612. 612.
    ”Yes.”
  613. 613.
    >”And what’s your idea of fun, Anon?”
  614. 614.
    ”Hide and seek”
  615. 615.
    “So you weren’t skipping class just to bone her?”
  616. 616.
    >You were screaming internally.
  617. 617.
    >The table, minus you and Pinkie, starting to laugh hysterically
  618. 618.
    >You were really started to get pissed
  619. 619.
    “Why the hell would you say that!?”
  620. 620.
    “That’s exactly what me and Flash did when we were together.”
  621. 621.
    ”We played hide and seek!”
  622. 622.
    >Twilight could sense the tension building
  623. 623.
    >“Sunset, we should give them the benefit of the doubt. They probably don’t know each other very well yet and it would be pretty soon for them to have any sort of physical relationship.”
  624. 624.
    >The girls looked at Twilight with unconvinced expressions
  625. 625.
    >“Well, except hugging and kissing of course.”
  626. 626.
    >Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes
  627. 627.
    >You had to act fast. Maybe if you could change the subject…
  628. 628.
    ”Speaking of hugging and kissing, Pinkie, you seem pretty close to Granny. She called you her niece, even. Are you and AppleJack cousins?”
  629. 629.
    >Pinkie’s eyes began to shine
  630. 630.
    >“YES!!”
  631. 631.
    >Twilight Sparkle raised her hand slightly
  632. 632.
    >“Well, fourth cousins twice removed, but yes, they actually are related.”
  633. 633.
    >Applejack beamed
  634. 634.
    >“She is practically like sister to meh though”
  635. 635.
    >You smile. You’re happy Pinkie doesn’t just have friends, but family too.
  636. 636.
    ”How did you all find that out?”
  637. 637.
    >Twilight gave a slight grin
  638. 638.
    >“Geneology.”
  639. 639.
    >You were confused
  640. 640.
    >”You know, 23andme?”
  641. 641.
    “Oh yeah, right. Wow, that’s pretty cool. I wish I had siblings and cousins. Wait a minute, but wouldn’t that make Granny Smith a distant cousin too?”
  642. 642.
    >”Anon, Grann-eh finds it… distasteful when someone younger than her calls her anything but Grann-eh. Besides, second cousin five times removed don’t have the same ring to it.”
  643. 643.
    >Everyone chuckled at the ridiculously long term.
  644. 644.
    ”I suppose it doesn’t. Is Pinkie related to the rest of you?”
  645. 645.
    >Pinkie Pie took out her strawberry syrup and mixed it in her milk
  646. 646.
    >Twilight thought for a moment
  647. 647.
    >”Well, we didn’t look that far, but if you look far back enough we all are cousins of one another, so technically, yes”
  648. 648.
    ”But wouldn’t that make it rather odd if you were, well…”
  649. 649.
    >Sunset Shimmer saw an opportunity
  650. 650.
    >“Fucking your cousin? I don’t think that would have stopped you, even if you knew”
  651. 651.
    >Now its Sunset’s turned to be damned. Couldn’t they let the matter drop already? No, not until they get a reaction if you had to guess.
  652. 652.
    >fuckthisshit.mp4
  653. 653.
    ”With those tits? She could be my sister for all I cared.”
  654. 654.
    >Pinkie spat her strawberry milk out
  655. 655.
    >The others were laughing their asses off, shocked at your turnaround
  656. 656.
    >”’NONNY!”
  657. 657.
    >Damn, you hope she can forgive you for this. If they want a reaction, give it to ‘em and to hell with ‘em.
  658. 658.
    >As Twilight’s snorts started to falter, she started to speak once more
  659. 659.
    >“I know you’re just joking Anon, but rest assured that you two are genetically distant, so there shouldn’t be any problems. If you do start to become sexually active however, please try to practice safe sex.”
  660. 660.
    >Now you and Pinkie joined in the laughter. Twilight was so smart but she really has a skewed view of how relationships actually work.
  661. 661.
    >Sunset facepalmed, thinking the same thing.
  662. 662.
    >“Twilight, I really need to get you a boyfriend.”
  663. 663.
    >“What?! No no no, I’m not ready for that sort of thing! Who would I even date?”
  664. 664.
    >Applejack had an idea
  665. 665.
    >“Now come on, Twi, you could just axe one of us who we know. I could hook you up with Big Mac.”
  666. 666.
    >“Applejack, stop it please, you’re embarrassing me.”
  667. 667.
    >“Ah know. Anyway, you’d be perfect together. You can talk about your pages long ideas, and Big Mac can listen to you while he works on somethin’. Tell you what, I’ll let you have my brother if you let me have yours.”
  668. 668.
    >Twilight paused for a minute
  669. 669.
    >“...WHAT!!”
  670. 670.
    >Twilight’s normally purple skin turned red, and everyone's laughter couldn’t be contained.
  671. 671.
    >You really liked this group. It reminded you of your own friends actually, albeit your group was more than half the size smaller and you talked less about relationships and more about guy things.
  672. 672.
    >You were jealous that these folk had an hour of lunch, while you guys only had half that. But it was nice to know that Pinkie had company while you were gone. She deserved good company.
  673. 673.
    >You feel at home with this group. These weren’t fake people, but very charming, witty, passionate people, all with their differing, yet complimentary personalities. You always liked that about the show, and always wanted something like it, kind of like what you had back in your own highschool days. Man, if only you could bring your friends in here too, even if they weren’t into MLP.
  674. 674.
    >You and your friends swore that you would keep in touch after high school, and to their credit, they did, but it's not the same without being together and struggling together. It wasn’t the same without seeing your accomplishments and embarrassments first hand. It wasn’t the same without their presence. You missed them.
  675. 675.
    >The bell rang. You didn’t even get to touch your food. You weren’t hungry anyway.
  676. 676.
    >Fluttershy was just coming back from the bathroom. What took her so long?
  677. 677.
    >The students got up almost in unison to throw away their trash and to go on to the next period of the day.
  678. 678.
    >The group stuttered in this regard, as they were still letting out their laughter.
  679. 679.
    >“You’re cool Anon. Smell you later!”
  680. 680.
    >Dash gave you a fist bump. What a bro!
  681. 681.
    >“Um, sorry I didn’t get to meet you Anon. Maybe next time?
  682. 682.
    ”It's fine Fluttershy. When you gotta go and all that.”
  683. 683.
    >“Of course. See you later.”
  684. 684.
    >She gave a quick shake of her hand and walked quickly with Dash
  685. 685.
    >“I see everyone thinks you’re rather charming, Anonymous. A pleasure to be formally introduced to you.”
  686. 686.
    >Rarity extended her hand, to which you grabbed and shaked it
  687. 687.
    >“You know, you should kiss a lady on the hand.”
  688. 688.
    ”Sorry to say, but I only kiss one lady’s hand.”
  689. 689.
    >Pinkie hugged you from behind, smiling and giggling
  690. 690.
    >”That’s right Rarity, he's mine~”
  691. 691.
    >“I was just testing his loyalty to you dear. He is a keeper, as they say.”
  692. 692.
    >Sunset Shimmer went behind Rarity
  693. 693.
    >“I agree, but watch out, it seems like he has a bone to pick with you, Pinkie.”
  694. 694.
    >“Hehehe~ Oh you have no idea.”
  695. 695.
    ”Bye girls. It was a pleasure.”
  696. 696.
    >The Sunset and Rarity wave at you and walk away, but Twilight comes over to say something.
  697. 697.
    >“Like wise, Anon. Stay… safe!”
  698. 698.
    ”...Twilight, was that a double entendre?"
  699. 699.
    >“Uh, yes! Was it alright?”
  700. 700.
    ”It was a wonderful start. Keep at it!”
  701. 701.
    >Twilight was a bit giddy that she was getting better. A lovable learner, she was.
  702. 702.
    >As the girls leave, you can’t help but wonder if what you said was a bit too much. Sure, it was funny, but you hated that you had to basically kiss and tell. I guess that bravado about sending people to hell was just that. You just wished you talked about something a little less… spicy if you will.
  703. 703.
    >“‘Nonny, I’m so sorry. My friends just wanted to see if you were alright.”
  704. 704.
    ”They were?”
  705. 705.
    >“Weeeellll~ they might have gone a teensy bit… overboard and then you said what you said and things got out of hand pretty quickly. They just wanted to see if you were into me.”
  706. 706.
    ”Did I pass the test?”
  707. 707.
    >“You passed when they saw you almost hit the stage.”
  708. 708.
    >She gave you a quick kiss
  709. 709.
    >“Oh the things you make me do, Anon. Making me forget and hit things.”
  710. 710.
    ”My pleasure”
  711. 711.
    >You stare into each other's eyes, while dancing to a silent tune.
  712. 712.
    >In that time, Pinkie seemed to have remembered something
  713. 713.
    >“‘Nonny, I thought of something.”
  714. 714.
    ”Yes Pinkie?”
  715. 715.
    >You two were walking toward your next class. Or so you thought.
  716. 716.
    >“Well, you remember what you said before? About how some chapters aren’t in the books or aren’t taught in the classroom?”
  717. 717.
    ”Of course”
  718. 718.
    >“Well, just to let you know, we only have two periods left; P.E and Biology.”
  719. 719.
    >joy.jpg
  720. 720.
    “Are you sure about this? I don’t want you to disregard your grades because of me. ”
  721. 721.
    >“Well, I think we learn better together, don’t you think? Besides, there is nothing like hands on experience”
  722. 722.
    >Pinkie checked you out, especially a certain area
  723. 723.
    >As she did, it was like she used some sort of magic to create a bulge there.
  724. 724.
    >You looked back into her eyes
  725. 725.
    >Oh, you loved this girl alright
  726. 726.
    …
  727. 727.
    “Pinkie, you really are good at lying! How do you sound so damn convincing?”
  728. 728.
    >”I never lie, silly! I just bend the truth. My mother isn’t feeling well, and I am going to take care of her when she gets home. I just didn’t mention that in the meantime I’m going to have a fun-tastically terrific time with you!”
  729. 729.
    >When you think about it, I guess what she said before during lunch weren’t falsehoods, just extreme derivatives of the truth. Which is lying under a different name, but I guess it makes her feel more confident.
  730. 730.
    “I guess they wouldn’t have let you have an early dismissal otherwise”
  731. 731.
    >”Well~, I could have also told them I was sick.”
  732. 732.
    “But you aren’t sick. That would be a lie, wouldn’t it?”
  733. 733.
    >”Not if I’m…”
  734. 734.
    >Pinkie looked seductively at you
  735. 735.
    >”...Love sick, hehehe~”
  736. 736.
    >Pinkie logic at its finest. And people think she's just an airhead
  737. 737.
    >You go toward the school parking lot, where you actually take a look at Pinkie’s car
  738. 738.
    >You were surprised that it was one you actually recognized
  739. 739.
    “Hey Pinkie, have you watched that one Anime called Initial D?”
  740. 740.
    >”Ooh ooh! Dashie LOVES that show! I watched it with her and she became OBSESSED WITH IT!”
  741. 741.
    >No surprises there
  742. 742.
    “I assume that you liked it too?”
  743. 743.
    >”Yeah, it was really fun! It was so fun that Dashie said she wanted to make sure that our cars were the model of cars from the show. They were pretty cheap too, considering.”
  744. 744.
    “Aren’t these cars old though?”
  745. 745.
    >”Well they’re pretty easy to fix, at least that’s what Dash told me. Twilight went on about how newer cars are safer and more energy efficient and more bang for your buck, but Rainbow Dash REALLY wanted me to get the Toyota Sprinter Trueno AE86, so I was like, ‘ehh, why not?’”
  746. 746.
    >You’d have to talk to Pinkie Pie about how irresponsible that was, but for right now, you appreciate her commitment to pleasing her friends.
  747. 747.
    >”Well come on ‘Nonny, let's go! I have the need for speed! Vroom Vroom~!”
  748. 748.
    >You give out a small chuckle. F- for originally, A+ for enthusiasm
  749. 749.
    >You get into the car, and the interior is as you’d expect. Receipts, hand sanitizer, and other miscellaneous stuff scattered around. How did you not notice this stuff this morning?
  750. 750.
    >”Hey ‘Nonny, listen to this.”
  751. 751.
    >She turned the key and you were treated to the sweet sound of the revved up engine
  752. 752.
    >You didn’t know much about cars, truth be told. You had other interests, like firearms, history, shitposting, and of course MLP.
  753. 753.
    > to you, going from point A to point B was all you cared about.
  754. 754.
    >But you understood why people liked cars. And something about Pinkie showing off her sick ride struck a chord with you
  755. 755.
    “Pinkie, this is badass!”
  756. 756.
    >”Oh that was only a tease Anon, you wanna see how she drives?”
  757. 757.
    >You were really excited, but also kind of nervous.
  758. 758.
    >Pinkie was an impatient individual, and while there probably wasn’t much traffic at this hour, what sort of crazy maneuvers was she going to pull?
  759. 759.
    “If she drives anything like how you ride, it's going to make for a good time.”
  760. 760.
    >Pinkie giggled in excitement, and slowly got out of her parking spot. >Good so far
  761. 761.
    >She then went outside of the school, obeyed stop signs. You wondered if you misjudged her, especially considering you two were in a hurry this morning
  762. 762.
    >She put her blinker on and went back toward her house.
  763. 763.
    >”So ‘Nonny, how did you like your first day here?”
  764. 764.
    “Well at first I thought this was going to be awful. I didn’t really like my time in high school. So glad that I was wrong, though. Today was great. I wish everyday could be like that.”
  765. 765.
    >Pinkie had a somber face.
  766. 766.
    >”I’m glad ‘Nonny. I wish for that too.”
  767. 767.
    “I know. Things just don’t feel real without you and-- actually, I don’t want to ruin the moment more than I already have, I’m sorry Pinkie.”
  768. 768.
    >An uneasy silence appears, only accompanied by the humming of the car’s engine.
  769. 769.
    >”‘Nonny, we can’t just avoid this. How you feel is real, and I want to help, or my name isn’t Pinkamenia Diane Pie.”
  770. 770.
    “You really want me to tell you what you already know?”
  771. 771.
    >”Well, I don’t really know much about your highschool days. I only really know what I see when you’re awake. You know, being in your head and all since last weekend.”
  772. 772.
    “You sure? It won’t be a pleasant ride”
  773. 773.
    >”Listen Anon, I enjoy spending time with you, and I’d rather deal with this 10 times over than simply driving alone. Please, let me help.”
  774. 774.
    >Pinkie stopped at a red light. She braked very well; didn't really feel anything once she made a full stop.
  775. 775.
    >She looked at you with pleading eyes. You were hurting her. You had wished you kept your mouth shut.
  776. 776.
    “Alright. I’ll talk. Before I do though, you’re a really good driver by the way.”
  777. 777.
    >Pinkie beamed with pride
  778. 778.
    >”Thank you ‘Nonners! See? It's the little things you notice that make me so happy.”
  779. 779.
    “Glad I’m able to make you smile Pinkie. It's the most precious thing I have.”
  780. 780.
    >The two of me smile at one another. You thought to yourself that maybe this wasn’t so bad. Cracking a joke here and there always lifts her mood right up, even in the worst of circumstances.
  781. 781.
    >The light turned green, and the two of you were off
  782. 782.
    “Well, high school wasn’t bad, just not a lot happened. I learned how to drive and how to write a resume. College was much the same.”
  783. 783.
    >”That sounds awful! You make it sound like everything was really grey!”
  784. 784.
    “Well, metaphorically it did feel that way. I didn’t have many friends, and the ones I did have, well, we were already drifting apart.”
  785. 785.
    >You start to frown
  786. 786.
    “I didn’t really care about school at that point. I just wanted to go home. I didn’t know it at the time, but I loved my family. I felt sad and angry about everything, and I took it out on them. I argued with them a lot.”
  787. 787.
    >Pinkie didn’t know what to say.
  788. 788.
    “I got angry at little things, really. A certain word I didn’t like, acts of service being seen as being mothered. Stuff like that. Probably the worst was when my parents both told me that ‘high school would be the best time of my life’. Even now, I think that statement is the biggest joke of my life.”
  789. 789.
    >Pinkie put a hand on Anon's leg
  790. 790.
    “Thank you Pinkie. You don’t have to say anything. There is nothing to say other than it happened. I don’t mean to sound like I have the worst life ever. I still had my parents, and I still wanted them to be happy and see me succeed, even if all I wanted was to lay down and play dead on my bed.”
  791. 791.
    >”I think they are proud of you Anon. From the little I’ve seen from your mother, she treats you like you’re her golden goose. Hehe, I like gooses.”
  792. 792.
    “Geese, Pinkie.”
  793. 793.
    >”Oh right, sorry!”
  794. 794.
    >You were happy she was still able to find something funny in a time like this. Even if it was something dumb, it kindled a fire in you.
  795. 795.
    “Well, that’s because I’m her only kid. I would have loved to have a sibling. Maybe someone like you, Pinkie.”
  796. 796.
    >Pinkie laughed a lot more than she should have
  797. 797.
    “What’s so funny? It's true”
  798. 798.
    >”After what you said at the lunch table, I worry what would happen if you DID have a sister like me!”
  799. 799.
    >The two of you laughed pretty hard. You felt a little embarrassed that you said that.
  800. 800.
    “God, I don’t know what I was thinking there.”
  801. 801.
    >”Probaly how cute I am”
  802. 802.
    ”You really are a compliment slut, aren’t you?”
  803. 803.
    >”I’m just a slut for you ‘Nonny”
  804. 804.
    >You both blushed. You keep wondering who or what gave such a wonderful gift to you. She is so perfect, you think.
  805. 805.
    “I know Pinkie, I think it's fair to say that I have problems. I just wonder sometimes if the reason I got so lonely and sad was because of me, or the people around me.”
  806. 806.
    >”Well ‘Nonny, it's not easy dealing with everyone. Especially if every other person seems to be like that one guy with the $100 dollars, or your boss.”
  807. 807.
    “Yeah. But I also think that maybe if I was kinder, more agreeable, then the $100 dollars guy wouldn’t have been as angry. Maybe he was just having a bad day. Or my boss, well, actually he was just a selfish asshole, but things wouldn’t have been as bad if I just let people get away with things.”
  808. 808.
    >”So you want to be like Fluttershy?”
  809. 809.
    “No. Although I can’t believe there are people who would bully her. She is the nicest person ever.”
  810. 810.
    >”Well, the other Pinkie talked about a story with this Griffon named Gilda.”
  811. 811.
    “Yeah, I saw that episode”
  812. 812.
    >”Some ponies or people or whatever, are bad. Period. Maybe they have good reasons to, but that doesn’t make them any less bad.”
  813. 813.
    >”For example, if I was having a bad day, would I treat you like that man treated you earlier, Anon?”
  814. 814.
    “Of course not.”
  815. 815.
    >”See? That’s not to say to not give people a chance, but you shouldn’t beat yourself up if they screw it up. People are people, and they will do what they feel like doing.”
  816. 816.
    “Pinkie, that was really thoughtful. That sounds like something Twilight or Rarity would come up with.”
  817. 817.
    >”It's the truth, ‘Nonny. And it's also true that some are luckier than others. I’m really lucky to be able to live here and have a wonderful family and friends and school, and of course, I am super-duper lucky to have you. My stud.”
  818. 818.
    >You felt a jolt of lighting up your spine
  819. 819.
    “Stud? I like that. Call me stud more please.”
  820. 820.
    >”Sure thing… Stud!”
  821. 821.
    >She gave you a wink. She was so awesome.
  822. 822.
    >Everything here was awesome
  823. 823.
    >And as she parked on her drive way, you knew things were only going to get better from here
  824. 824.
    >As Pinkie pulled the emergency break, she pulled you close to her
  825. 825.
    >”’Nonny, I don’t know why you feel the way you do, all I know is that you’re a good guy. You’re funny, and sweet, and caring, and a little bit of a troublemaker.”
  826. 826.
    >She gave a little laugh
  827. 827.
    >“good thing I like bad boys. But you stood up for me today. I can’t thank you enough.
  828. 828.
    >Ms. Harshwhinny learned a lesson today that some peeps like to fight back, hard.”
  829. 829.
    >You give Pinkie Pie a knowing smirk
  830. 830.
    “Oh, please do thank me in all the ways you can think of.”
  831. 831.
    >She reciprocates
  832. 832.
    >”Hehe, I guess words are cheap, huh?”
  833. 833.
    >You look toward the house in front of you.
  834. 834.
    >Wait a minute, how does Pinkie have a house?
  835. 835.
    “Pinkie, is this your family’s house?”
  836. 836.
    >”Well duh, of course!”
  837. 837.
    “Wait a minute, is anyone home?”
  838. 838.
    >”Probably not. Limestone should be at work with Mom and Dad, Maud moved to pursue a P.H.D in geology. I’m so proud of her!”
  839. 839.
    >So tears of joy start to form in her eyes
  840. 840.
    “And Marble?”
  841. 841.
    >”Well, she went to school with her boyfriend. She still hasn’t introduced him to us. Anyway, she should still be at school, which should give us all the time in the world! Hehehe~!”
  842. 842.
    >As she laughed, she rubbed her hands, as if she was devising some grand plan.
  843. 843.
    “Oh Pinkie, I am gonna obliterate you.”
  844. 844.
    …
  845. 845.
    >You two couldn’t even make it to the bed before your lust consumed the both of you
  846. 846.
    >She was already on the ground when you grabbed her ass. She wanted it just as much as you did.
  847. 847.
    >The finite time you had was not to be wasted, so you slid her underwear to the side, and went to town.
  848. 848.
    >She gave a contented squeal as you penetrated her.
  849. 849.
    >Her arms were between her sides, showing her total submission to you
  850. 850.
    >You went back slowly before explosively entering once again
  851. 851.
    >You were going to take your time, and you two were going to enjoy this
  852. 852.
    >No more interruptions, just good old fashioned love making
  853. 853.
    >As you followed your the rhythm, you excited for to take off her skirt
  854. 854.
    >”Ahhh, put it in put it in JUST PUT IT IN!”
  855. 855.
    >As you took at off, you did as she commanded
  856. 856.
    >She grew a very wide smile, feeling your warm and powerful procreator
  857. 857.
    >She felt so fulfilled, as if this was just one of her many callings
  858. 858.
    >You decided to spice things up a little, and carried her from the floor
  859. 859.
    >And she rose, she slide all the way down your length, balls deep
  860. 860.
    >Although this position was difficult to keep, it felt very intimate, especially as you walked toward her bed room
  861. 861.
    >You let out of her, and she fell right onto the bed with a bound.
  862. 862.
    >As she finishes her decent, you go straight into pleasuring her, this time with your tongue
  863. 863.
    >This was not about you, this was about her, and you were going to make sure that this was going to be mind blowing
  864. 864.
    >Pinkie Pie was overwhelmed by the new texture that infiltrated her
  865. 865.
    >She moaned louder and louder the longer you went on
  866. 866.
    >You then played with her clitoris, letting out a good amount of her juices to flow
  867. 867.
    >It was rather salty, reminding you more of sweet than anything else, but this wasn’t just anyone's, it was hers. That made it worth more than gold to you.
  868. 868.
    >Pinkie Pies' moans started to change. It seemed more angry, more impatient, as if they were some primal grunts to let you know something
  869. 869.
    >You heeded the call and looked up, only for her to get up and kiss you and pulling you in
  870. 870.
    >You wondered if she got a taste of her own essence, and wondered what she thought about it compared to your taste
  871. 871.
    >She disconnected the kiss, panting
  872. 872.
    >”’Nonny, turn me over!!”
  873. 873.
    >You did as she asked, and before you could notice, she directed your penis
  874. 874.
    >But it seemed in her haste, she made a slight miscalculation
  875. 875.
    >She gave out a slight gasp as she forced you down her unlubricated entrance.
  876. 876.
    >”My bad, wrong hole! Hehehe~!”
  877. 877.
    >You only got a taste of it, but her entrance felt so tight and novel, but it was dry and hard to get into. You had an idea…
  878. 878.
    >You reenter her pussy, now in your saliva and her lube, making for a smooth entrance
  879. 879.
    >You grab her cheeks with both hands, and pull her in your rapid, explosive strokes
  880. 880.
    >Her moans turn to screams of joy, and now a death grip surrounds your penis
  881. 881.
    >You hadn’t anticipated such a change in tightness, and you could feel yourself already struggling to hold on
  882. 882.
    >You try to get free, but you were stuck, unable to break free from the iron grip
  883. 883.
    “Pinkie, I’m coming!”
  884. 884.
    >Pinkie didn’t seem to respond. She was in her own world at this point
  885. 885.
    >You came rather hard, despite this technically being round two
  886. 886.
    >Pinkie reacted with oohs, before sighing in relaxation
  887. 887.
    >She panted before speaking
  888. 888.
    >”Wow, you’re good. You’re pretty quick too, huh Nonny?”
  889. 889.
    >You were embarrassed
  890. 890.
    “I’m sorry Pinkie, but I still can’t get out, ya know. I’m stuck, and its tightness is actually starting to hurt. Can you relax for a minute?”
  891. 891.
    >It took 2 minutes before Pinkies pink parts let go, along with your seed
  892. 892.
    >”There goes the baby batter!”
  893. 893.
    >The two of you laughed
  894. 894.
    >As you laughed, you could feel yourself becoming hard again
  895. 895.
    >Pinkie also noticed
  896. 896.
    >”You think you got what it takes to last longer than last time?”
  897. 897.
    “You’re on! And I’ll take that smirk with it!”
  898. 898.
    >You decide now was your chance
  899. 899.
    >You stuck your lubricated Salami stick right into her asshole
  900. 900.
    >”Ahh, ‘Nonny, wrong hole!”
  901. 901.
    “I know”
  902. 902.
    >You slide it in slowly, making Pinkie feel stretched out
  903. 903.
    >You never exactly one who appreciated anal, but you were proud to have taken her anal virginity
  904. 904.
    >You go balls deep and stay there. You can feel her pussy lips twitch, and involuntarily tease your balls, as if having a mind of its own, jealously wishing for some action from your testicles.
  905. 905.
    “I told you I’d wipe that smirk off your face. How are you feeling?”
  906. 906.
    >”Like I’m stretching, but with my butt.”
  907. 907.
    “Do you want me to take it out? It doesn’t hurt or anything right?”
  908. 908.
    >“No! Don’t move, stay right there!”
  909. 909.
    >As time goes on, Pinkie seems to be more comfortable, and even started to move on her own
  910. 910.
    >It started with little strokes and little uhs and ahs
  911. 911.
    >But she was getting into it.
  912. 912.
    >Soon she was slamming against your penis, and pussy slamming against your balls
  913. 913.
    >For her and you, it was a one-two combo of pleasure
  914. 914.
    >But you weren’t going to let her win and make you cum early again
  915. 915.
    >You spanked her butt several times, but that only made her stop for a moment
  916. 916.
    >Each time you spanked her, she gave shocked ahhs that soon morphed into some masochistic delight that you never saw coming
  917. 917.
    >You two were starting to get kinky. Good, you think to yourself
  918. 918.
    >Thankfully that gave your rod a respite, but to hell with this little game. You wanted Pinkie Pie to be yours. You wanted her covered in your seed.
  919. 919.
    >Every hole, every pour, every grain of hair was to be covered in seman.
  920. 920.
    >You sped up your assault and leaned into her, letting go of her ass and transferring your grip into her tits and pinching her nipples
  921. 921.
    >She could feel your breath on neck, and turned toward you
  922. 922.
    >You took the opportunity to kiss her, to indulge her in every area
  923. 923.
    >No stone unturned. No punches pulled, she was gonna have it!
  924. 924.
    >And you didn’t stop until her crap cave became a cum cave.
  925. 925.
    >Her already small asshole could feel your cock expand with each load, and it made her squeal in satisfaction
  926. 926.
    >As the payload was deployed, your penis was starting to hurt. But you were not going to stop until your mission was complete
  927. 927.
    >You got up on the bed and toward the head boards, turned Pinkie Pie around, face up, and you forcefully stuck your cum dripping dick inside of her mouth
  928. 928.
    >You deep throated her, and stayed there, and let her gasp for air when you took it out, only to put it back in a second later
  929. 929.
    >Your balls kept hitting her soft lips, as your phallas did with her uvula
  930. 930.
    >Her voice was reduced only to muffled grunts
  931. 931.
    >As you exit once more, you let her regain her breath
  932. 932.
    >Only for her to counter attack with her mouth, filling her mouth not use with your member, but your testies as well
  933. 933.
    >It seems like she would be the one with the last laugh, as this shocking turn of events finished you
  934. 934.
    >She would not falter in her pursuit, and shallowed the entire payload one by one, as if a vacuum against dust and filth.
  935. 935.
    >The pleasure you two experienced was unlike anything
  936. 936.
    >And as the final group of ‘Nonny juniors went for a swim, the two of you collapsed on the bed
  937. 937.
    >Despite you fatigue, you grab Pinkie as your little spoon, and she accepts you as her big spoon
  938. 938.
    >The two of you couldn’t speak for 10 minutes, but words were not needed.
  939. 939.
    >Only the after glow of one another was needed to communicate.
  940. 940.
    >Each other's presence was enough.
  941. 941.
    …
  942. 942.
    >As the two of you start to recover from your sexual escapade, Pinkie Pie broke the silence
  943. 943.
    >”’Nonny, I never knew you were so… wild, hehehe~, where on earth did you learn that?”
  944. 944.
    “Learned? It was all instinct after you started to bounce back at me during round three. I wasn’t too rough, was I?”
  945. 945.
    >”Well at first I was amazed, then round four came along and I was wondering if I was going to live to see the ending of all this.”
  946. 946.
    “I’m sorry Pinkie. I got carried away and--”
  947. 947.
    >”I did too. I don’t even know why I decided to go after you, especially after I couldn’t breathe, but I did.”
  948. 948.
    >She turned around, you were still hugging her.
  949. 949.
    >She touched you with the palm of her hand
  950. 950.
    >”It's amazing, isn’t it? Someone so gentle could also be so loco-in-the-coco.”
  951. 951.
    >You had nothing to say. You simply smiled and admired the beautiful flower looking at you.
  952. 952.
    >Eventually, you did get an idea on what to say
  953. 953.
    “I wanted you to be mine. All mine. I wanted to be completely dominant, I don’t know why, I just FELT IT.”
  954. 954.
    >”Well you really meant it. You came in all of my holes. You really are something else, ‘Nonny.”
  955. 955.
    “It reminds me of a song my mother used to play. It was called “Love TKO”. Although, I would say that this was a double TKO, if you ask me.”
  956. 956.
    >The two of you had fun with the joke.
  957. 957.
    “Yet, now that I think about it, there is one more thing I want to do. One more base so I can hit homerun.
  958. 958.
    >”Geez, boxing, baseball, what’s next, football?”
  959. 959.
    “You know that might not be a bad idea. In fact…”
  960. 960.
    >Pinkie hit her lover playfully
  961. 961.
    >”You’re such a perv! Hehehe~”
  962. 962.
    “Oh and you aren’t, Ms. titty fuck mcgee?!”
  963. 963.
    >Laughter continued to echo throughout the house
  964. 964.
    >”Well ‘Nonny, what dirty ideas do you have in mind for me?”
  965. 965.
    “I want to spread my cum all over your face and your toes.”
  966. 966.
    >”Well, not quite as dramatic as the other things we did.”
  967. 967.
    “Do you really want to be out of breath again?”
  968. 968.
    >Pinkie stared at him a smile
  969. 969.
    >Anon was starting to wonder if she really did that deep through so much.
  970. 970.
    “Well, I’d rather do something less intensive for the both of us.”
  971. 971.
    >”Agreed. Let's do it.”
  972. 972.
    >Pinkie bounces up along with the covers
  973. 973.
    >Anon’s one eyed soldier was exposed, battle weary, but ready to complete its duty
  974. 974.
    >Pinkie grabbed it with both of her hands, while spitting on it
  975. 975.
    >In comparison this was like a nice little massage compared to a bomb of hedonism rounds before.
  976. 976.
    >She looked directly into your eyes, oh those eyes
  977. 977.
    >So easy to look at, yet so vibrate, so infinite, yet finite
  978. 978.
    >And her smile, a sight for sore eyes, a symbol of love for your heart
  979. 979.
    >And she tits moving as she stroked her faster and faster
  980. 980.
    >You didn’t try to hold it, you just enjoyed this moment
  981. 981.
    >As you did with the next round, as she now did the same with her feet and toes
  982. 982.
    >She was now a mess with your ejaculate, yet, she was beautiful.
  983. 983.
    >She was dirty, yet pure
  984. 984.
    >Good, yet extremely naughty
  985. 985.
    >Quite literally, a fucking contradiction
  986. 986.
    >And in that case, so were you.
  987. 987.
    >But something was still gnawing at you. Something that was tearing you apart
  988. 988.
    “Pinkie, do you really love me?”
  989. 989.
    >Pinkie was shocked by the question
  990. 990.
    >”’Nonny, you do remember what we just did, right?”
  991. 991.
    ”No, Pinkie, I--”
  992. 992.
    >You let out a long sigh
  993. 993.
    >”Is all of this just a fantasy in my head? Do you really feel that love, or is my mind just forcing you to play along?”
  994. 994.
    >Pinkie had to think for a moment
  995. 995.
    >”Well, it is your dream, so this is a fantasy in your head, no doubt about that. But it's not like you’re unlikable Anon. You’re just going through things is all.”
  996. 996.
    “It just hurts knowing that this isn’t real. I tried to tell myself this was just my second life, but everything here is so perfect.”
  997. 997.
    >Anon started to shed a tear
  998. 998.
    “Everything here reminds me of how bad I had it.”
  999. 999.
    Anon tried cover his face, but Pinkie tugged at his wrist
  1000. 1000.
    >”It's okay Anon, let me see you. Let me see the real you. Not the you that you want to be, I mean the one that hides from everyone, even yourself.”
  1001. 1001.
    “Things are just hard, okay?! I don’t know why I’m like this, or why things are like this, or why I always seem to be everyone's enemy or plaything!”
  1002. 1002.
    >The flow tears quickened, dropping on your cheeks
  1003. 1003.
    “It just feels like everyone is out to get me! That any good thing I do doesn’t mean anything, because everyone is wicked!!”
  1004. 1004.
    “What is the point of studying if I’m just going to be miserable having to deal with my boss?! What’s the point of treating people nice if they are just going to step on me? What’s the point of saying anything and getting angry when all it does is hurt me and changes NOTHING!!!”
  1005. 1005.
    >You throw one of Pinkies pillows at her wall, like a child having a temper tantrum
  1006. 1006.
    >But this wasn’t some petty want, this was you needing something better, only to remain sick.
  1007. 1007.
    >You simply lie on your side of the bed staring at the ceiling, sobbing
  1008. 1008.
    >Pinkie came over and grabbed your arm
  1009. 1009.
    >”’Nonny, let's admit it, life is hard. Life can kick you around and make you feel just awful. It makes you feel like everything is your fault, yet makes you feel like you can’t change anything. That nothing is going to get better.”
  1010. 1010.
    >”But you can make things better, ‘Nonny. You have the passion to see things through. You have the smarts to figure out what to do. And if all else fails, you know you have me when things fall apart again. We will both put things together.”
  1011. 1011.
    “Pinkie, what in the Sam Hell am I going to do? What can I do?”
  1012. 1012.
    >Pinkie had to think for a minute
  1013. 1013.
    >”’Nonny, do you think I was always like this?”
  1014. 1014.
    “What?”
  1015. 1015.
    >”You know, happy go lucky, party goer, hyperactive, you know, what makes me… Pinkie!”
  1016. 1016.
    “Yeah, why wouldn’t you be?”
  1017. 1017.
    >”Well, that’s a long story ‘Nonny. Do you mind?”
  1018. 1018.
    “I have all the time in the world. Please, tell me your story, Ponk.”
  1019. 1019.
    >Your pleading eyes made her feel so awful, but she wasn’t going to give up on you
  1020. 1020.
    >”Well, when I was small, me and my family used to be part of a farm. We were Amish, actually.”
  1021. 1021.
    “Like the folks who don’t use cars and wear those old fashioned clothes?”
  1022. 1022.
    >”The same ones. I remember me and my sisters having to help around the field, along with my dad. My mom would stay home most days, but sometimes when she had nothing to do, she’d help us. My family needed everyone on board so that we could survive the winter and make sure that not just us, but the other Amish families could eat.”
  1023. 1023.
    “Pinkie…”
  1024. 1024.
    >You were shocked. You knew that FiM Pinkie worked at a rock farm, but you’ve never heard this Pinkie’s story.
  1025. 1025.
    >”I know. It was rough. And it didn’t help that we all got some sunburns. It was awful. The only thing that got me through it all were my sisters. We had each other's backs, but it felt so bleak.”
  1026. 1026.
    >You simply listened, your sobbing turning into small sniffles.
  1027. 1027.
    >”Until one day when I pretended to be sick so I wouldn’t have to work. My parents let me stay home, and my mother decided to stay with me. From there, I got really bored and decided to move around, when I started to see all these cookbooks that haven’t been used in a while.”
  1028. 1028.
    >”My mom kept telling me about how Granny Pie used to make the best cakes and pies and fudge and all sorts of sweets! I figured that I should give it a shot. Beat doing nothing all day, right?”
  1029. 1029.
    >”From there, my parents called me the reincarnation of Granny Pie. Everyone was so happy after a long day of work that we were able to enjoy a nice dessert. It was nice knowing that despite everything, there was still good in life, and that I was the reason everyone was so happy.”
  1030. 1030.
    “Pinkie, that’s amazing! And that’s why I love you, you always uplift people.”
  1031. 1031.
    >”You can do that too ‘Nonny. Trust me.”
  1032. 1032.
    Can I? Seems like all I do is make people angry
  1033. 1033.
    >”Well, as I said before, you can’t always make everyone happy, but there are always people who want to be happy, even if it comes from a little thing, like a cube of fudge, or a cupcake.”
  1034. 1034.
    >You gave Pinkie an unconvinced look
  1035. 1035.
    >”I know that it may seem hard, but I know you can do it. You’ve made me happy, that’s gotta count for something, right?”
  1036. 1036.
    “Yeah, I guess it does. I just hope I find someone who is half as wonderful as you are, Pinkie.”
  1037. 1037.
    >”I think you will. But you need to try. Please try for me. Please try to make others smile. And when you feel a frown, think of me to turn it upside down. You are wonderful, Anon. Please believe that, and please share your wonderfulness with the world.”
  1038. 1038.
    >The waterworks in your eyes started to flood again, and you couldn’t help but cry on her shoulder, and hug her tightly.”
  1039. 1039.
    >”I love you Anon. Don’t ever feel like you’re a bad guy, or less than others. You’re going to make the world a better place.”
  1040. 1040.
    …
  1041. 1041.
    >It's been three months since you had that dream. It has been three months since you started to take her advice to heart.
  1042. 1042.
    >You look around you in your little bakery. It was a nice place. Small, but very colorful, filled with blues and yellows that just made you feel at peace
  1043. 1043.
    >A customer entered the door, ringing a bell.
  1044. 1044.
    >”Hello Anonymous, how are you son?”
  1045. 1045.
    “I’m doing very well this morning Mr. Haberson. Would you like the usual?”
  1046. 1046.
    >”Well, I’d be pretty sad if I didn’t get my daily dose of fudge.
  1047. 1047.
    >”Not really”, he whispered to himself
  1048. 1048.
    ”Of course, let me get those cubes for you”
  1049. 1049.
    >You had learned how to bake previously, but this was a rather risky prospect. Even now things weren’t easy. A business was like a boat with constant holes that needed to be plugged.
  1050. 1050.
    >But it was nice seeing the smiles you gave folk when they got their sweet delights.
  1051. 1051.
    ”That will be $6.50. Cash I assume?”
  1052. 1052.
    >”Yes sir. Thank you Anon, you always brighten up my day.”
  1053. 1053.
    >You smile and wave Mr. Haberson goodbye. He was an odd fellow, but very gracious. He even tipped you an extra 2 dollars with every purchase.
  1054. 1054.
    >You think back to three months ago. Pinkie was right. Life was difficult, life was painful, but sometimes, life could be pleasurable too. And in the slot game of life, for once, he got pretty damn lucky.

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