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[RGRE?] NERDS AREN'T REAL

By AnalPlugAnon
Created: 2021-07-16 21:31:33
Updated: 2021-01-14 15:56:12
Expiry: Never
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  1. 1.
    >>35208736
  2. 2.
    >Nerds don't exist
  3. 3.
     
  4. 4.
    "Babe, I'm back!"
  5. 5.
    >"Hiiii!"
  6. 6.
    >You let Applejack walk into your house, and walk in behind her.
  7. 7.
    >She hasn't said a word since you left Moondancer's place.
  8. 8.
    "I showed Applejack my O&O game, just like I said!"
  9. 9.
    >From the kitchen, you can hear Minuette shout back at you.
  10. 10.
    >"How'd it go?"
  11. 11.
    "Pretty good! It was a short game this time because Lemon Heart had to catch a train to Canterlot, so we got home early."
  12. 12.
    >"Tell them I'm free to join them again next week, okay? And don't let them do anything weird to my character!"
  13. 13.
    " 'kay!"
  14. 14.
    >You lightly nudge Applejack with your leg, and she jerks away from your touch.
  15. 15.
    "How'd you like it, Applejack?"
  16. 16.
    >Applejack just looks up at you.
  17. 17.
    >She looks scared and worried.
  18. 18.
    >She licks her dry lips before speaking.
  19. 19.
    >>"It.... It, uh..."
  20. 20.
    >D'aww, she's worried about offending you!
  21. 21.
    >You can't help but smile.
  22. 22.
    >Oh, man, you guess this sorta nerd shit just isn't for her.
  23. 23.
    "I get it if you didn't find it very exciting, Apples. It's not for everyone."
  24. 24.
    >Applejack just... stares at you some more.
  25. 25.
    >The easy grin on your face slips away, and you start to feel a little anxious.
  26. 26.
    "Apples?"
  27. 27.
    >>"...Anawn, nopony was there."
  28. 28.
    >You frown.
  29. 29.
    "A few players had other business, so I guess things were sparse. But I wouldn't say that nobody was there."
  30. 30.
    >Applejack gulps loudly, the sound louder than it should be in the silent hall of your entryway.
  31. 31.
    >>"No, Anawn," she reasserts firmly, "Nopony was there."
  32. 32.
    >You feel a scowl stretch your lips.
  33. 33.
    >Okay, now she's just being rude.
  34. 34.
    "Hey, now. If you didn't like the game, that's fine. Sometimes they're slow-going, bu-"
  35. 35.
    >Applejack suddenly rears up and plants her hooves on your shoulders; you take a few steps back under her weight, and Applejack meets you step for step.
  36. 36.
    >>"Anawn!" she barks hoarsely, "Nopony was there! Y'all sat at the table like a stump in the yard and talked at NOPONY!"
  37. 37.
    >You blink in confusion.
  38. 38.
    "Wh-what?"
  39. 39.
    >>"Y'all rolled dice, and y'wrote on some paper, and y'moved around yer 'lil plastic mare and acted like you was talking to a big ol' group of ponies! You were ALONE!"
  40. 40.
    "I-"
  41. 41.
    >>"By yerself!"
  42. 42.
    "Would you-"
  43. 43.
    >>"Y'all were literally the only living critter in that there room, other than me!"
  44. 44.
    >...what?
  45. 45.
    >Applejack's huffing and puffing, and you can feel her moist breath on your face.
  46. 46.
    >You shove Applejack away, heart pounding in your chest.
  47. 47.
    >She stumbles away from you, barely recovering and nearly falling on her rump
  48. 48.
    >This puts her on the other side of your door; she's now standing just outside your house.
  49. 49.
    "What the hell are you talking about? If this is some shitty horse version of April Fools, then it's not funny."
  50. 50.
    >Applejack stares up at you, expression unreadable.
  51. 51.
    >>"I'm the element of Honesty, Anawn," she croaks, voice shaking noticeably, "Y'all know I'm about as good at lying as apples are at not bein' delicious."
  52. 52.
    "I don't... What?"
  53. 53.
    >You feel dizzy.
  54. 54.
    "I-I-I..."
  55. 55.
    >For not the first time this evening, Applejack looks concerened.
  56. 56.
    >>"Anawn, what's going on with you? Are y'all feeling alright? You don't look so good."
  57. 57.
    "I..."
  58. 58.
    >You feel funny.
  59. 59.
    >Like you're drunk, but also completely sober.
  60. 60.
    >You have tunnel vision, but you also don't.
  61. 61.
    >It's impossible to describe.
  62. 62.
    "I need to go to bed now," you hear yourself mutter, reaching for the front door.
  63. 63.
    >It sounds like your voice is coming from far away, like someone else is saying it.
  64. 64.
    >In the split-second you can see her before the door slams shut, Applejack's eyes widen in surprise, and she reaches out with a hoof.
  65. 65.
    >>"Anawn, DO-!"
  66. 66.
    >SLAM
  67. 67.
    >CLICK
  68. 68.
    >You lock the door, just for good measure.
  69. 69.
    >Applejack pounds on the door a few times, and you lean your back against it.
  70. 70.
    >She's shouting something, but you can't make it out.
  71. 71.
    >The words coming out of her mouth don't make sense.
  72. 72.
    >It's gibberish.
  73. 73.
    >Once the pounding on the door seems to fade, you slide down until you're sitting on your ass.
  74. 74.
    >You're still breathing pretty heavily from your altercation with Applejack.
  75. 75.
    >"Anon?"
  76. 76.
    >Minuette's voice emanates from the kitchen, clear as crystal.
  77. 77.
    >It acts as a balm on your confused mind, and you feel your pounding headache recede.
  78. 78.
    "Yeah, Minnie?"
  79. 79.
    >"Who was at the door?"
  80. 80.
    >You just told her, but whatever.
  81. 81.
    "Just Applejack."
  82. 82.
    >A familiar tinkling laugh greets you.
  83. 83.
    >"Was she trying to sell those rotten apples to you again?"
  84. 84.
    >You laugh too, feeling almost giddy.
  85. 85.
    >Finally, the world feels normal again.
  86. 86.
    "Minnie, I keep telling you - she didn't know they were rotten! You're just mad that we only found out because YOU took a bite of one."
  87. 87.
    >More laughter bounces off the walls from the kitchen, and you join in again.
  88. 88.
    "Need a hand in there?"
  89. 89.
    >"No, it's fine. I'm just about done with dinner, anyway."
  90. 90.
    >Minuette was always a weird mare.
  91. 91.
    >She was the only mare you know who acted like knowing how to cook and clean wasn't the gayest shit in the world.
  92. 92.
    >She acted more like a normal girl than most of the other mares in town.
  93. 93.
    >Same with your O&O mare friends, for that matter.
  94. 94.
    >They were like little slices of home, connections you desperately desired to everything you left behind.
  95. 95.
    >These mares were the only thing keeping you sane in this strange, backwards world.
  96. 96.
    "Oh yeah? What'd you make?"
  97. 97.
    >"..........."
  98. 98.
    "Minnie?"
  99. 99.
    >"..................."
  100. 100.
    >You feel the smile slide off of your face.
  101. 101.
    >The house has an oppressive quietness, now.
  102. 102.
    >It's heavy and sinks into the corners of the room, and you feel almost afraid to break it.
  103. 103.
    "Minuette? You cool in there?"
  104. 104.
    >"............................"
  105. 105.
    >You slowly get to your feet, feeling oddly weak in the legs like you just ran a marathon.
  106. 106.
    "C'mon, answer me."
  107. 107.
    >You're still breathing pretty heavily.
  108. 108.
    >Your heart is still pounding from your argument with Applejack.
  109. 109.
    >In fact, that's not the only thing that's pounding - someone is banging on your door.
  110. 110.
    >Probably some asshole trying to sell you something.
  111. 111.
    >There's more shouting from the other side - more gibberish that makes your head hurt even more.
  112. 112.
    "Are you holding something in your mouth?"
  113. 113.
    >She's a unicorn, but she does things the earth pony way half the time; that's why she doesn't speak to you sometimes.
  114. 114.
    >That's why the house is so quiet sometimes, even though you know she's there.
  115. 115.
    >You grab onto furniture on your way towards the open doorway leading to the kitchen, leaning onto the wooden frame of your couch for support.
  116. 116.
    "J-Jesus fuckin' CHRIST, Mins... Y-You cookin' something?"
  117. 117.
    >Why is it so goddamn HOT in this room?
  118. 118.
    >Did Minuette turn the heat on again?
  119. 119.
    >Why does that mare like it so damn HOT?
  120. 120.
    >Christ, you're sweating like a pig.
  121. 121.
    "M-Minnie?"
  122. 122.
    >You reach out with a weak, shaking hand and grab onto the doorway as you finally reach the kitchen, and you peer inside.
  123. 123.
    >Empty.
  124. 124.
    >The kitchen is completely empty.
  125. 125.
    >The stovetop doesn't have anything on it; the table is bare; it doesn't look like anybody's used it since you made you and Minuette lunch before you left for O&O with Applejack a few hours ago.
  126. 126.
    >The plate's still in the sink.
  127. 127.
    "...Min? Min-max?"
  128. 128.
    >You lean heavily against the doorframe, shoulder slamming against the wood.
  129. 129.
    >Hard; harder than you intended or expected to hit it.
  130. 130.
    >This is the ONLY entrance to the kitchen.
  131. 131.
    >The window doesn't open at all - it's not designed to.
  132. 132.
    >There's no way that Minuette could have left the room without you knowing.
  133. 133.
    >So where is she?
  134. 134.
    "Min'nuette?"
  135. 135.
    >Why does your tongue feel too big for your mouth?
  136. 136.
    >God, your head is pounding.
  137. 137.
    >Your heart's beating a mile a minute, and the sound of hooves on your damn DOOR is getting more and more frantic.
  138. 138.
    >It's like a jackhammer on your brain.
  139. 139.
    >Your legs are like lead and jelly at the same time, and to your surprise, you find they can't support your own weight anymore.
  140. 140.
    >You start to slowly slide down the doorframe until your ass comes in contact with the ground.
  141. 141.
    "I..."
  142. 142.
    >Christ.
  143. 143.
    >You...
  144. 144.
    "I c-can't breathe..."
  145. 145.
    >Your vision swims, and you can't keep the room from prancing and dancing and twirling.
  146. 146.
    >Why is...?
  147. 147.
    >Why is the room...
  148. 148.
    >...
  149. 149.
    >Why is it....
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    >......
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    >......
  152. 152.
    >Why is...?
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    >.....................
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    >.....................
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    >.....................
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    >.....................
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    ---
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    >Beep
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  161. 161.
    >"...ood thing you got him here when you did, Applejack. As it is, he nearly didn't mak..."
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  165. 165.
    >"...umor the size of a golfball right on his fronta..."
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  169. 169.
    >"...ucinations and delusions are common with this sort of thi..."
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  173. 173.
    >"...u mares telling me he's been all alone this entire ti..."
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  177. 177.
    >"...ho the RUT is Moondancer? I've never heard of her, let alone some mare name Minu..."
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  181. 181.
    >"...uilt-up magic in his system. It's simple biology. He's just not built to handl..."
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  185. 185.
    >"...n't help but feel responsible, mares, we could have checked up on him. We could have done a lo..."
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  189. 189.
    >"...ho wants to be the one to break it to him? I can't think of nopony who'd react well to being told their best friends don't exi..."
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