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Ego Season

By CozyKhajiit
Created: 2021-07-16 21:31:33
Updated: 2022-04-07 04:52:58
Expiry: Never
anontrixieequestria girlsunfinished

  1. >“Why does every girl in school have a boyfriend except for Trixie?! The boys should be fighting over the honor of courting the Great Trixie!”
  2. >The statement is loud enough to be heard at the next lunch table over, which just so happened to be the one you’re sitting at.
  3. >Today’s obnoxious bitch fest has started.
  4. >You roll your eyes and concentrate on eating your sandwich as Trixie airs out her daily grievances from the other table.
  5. >“Don’t worry Trixie, I’m sure there’s all kind of guys that want to ask you out. They’re probably just intimidated by how hot you are.”
  6. >Cue the enabler right on time.
  7. >Trixie just crosses her arms and sighs melodramatically to Starlight Glimmer her friend, her only friend.
  8. >“Being in awe of Trixie’s beauty and so amazed by her skills that they’re afraid I can understand, but that’s no excuse! The boys at this school should grow a spine and approach Trixie already!”
  9. >You decide that's enough for one day and get up to leave.
  10. >If you wanted to listen to people bitch about how them being single was everybody else’s fault you’d sit with Snips and Snails.
  11. >Honestly, Trixie should realize that if she didn’t act like such an autistic narcissist that constantly referred to herself in the third person then maybe, just maybe she’d find a boyfriend.
  12. >But of course that would require the self-awareness to realize that the world didn’t revolve around her, and that isn’t going to happen since she's constantly bent over backwards kissing her own ass all day.
  13. >And really it isn’t like every girl in school had a boyfriend;
  14. >Sunset isn’t seeing anyone, although she did used to date Flash so maybe that isn’t the best comparison.
  15. >Fluttershy isn’t dating anyone, but she did have like five guys orbiting her and you’re not really sure if that counts.
  16. >Twilight’s still single, no wait she just started dating Timber or whatever his name is so you couldn’t really use her as an example.
  17. >Rainbow doesn’t have a boyfriend, although since she does have a girlfriend that meant it was only true by technicality.
  18. >Damn, now that you’re thinking about it maybe every girl did have a boyfriend.
  19. >Oh well, it's not your problem.
  20. >You make it to your locker and pull a book out of your bag, there’s still twenty minutes or so before lunch ends and you want something to pass the time.
  21. >“Hey, you’re Anon right?”
  22. >You look up to see Starlight Glimmer standing in front of you.
  23. >“Look, I don’t know you but I need you to do me a really big favor.” She puts her hands together in a begging position while doing her best to make a cheerful face.
  24. >You look at her curiously waiting for her to continue.
  25. >“Would you ask Trixie out on a date?”
  26. “What!? Trixie!? Why!?”
  27. >Your reaction causes Starlight’s thinly disguised face to fall.
  28. >Starlight Glimmer transferred to Canterlot High in the middle of the semester and a lot of rumors about how she got kicked out of her old school have been going around.
  29. >You don’t really believe any of the rumors of course, after all how could a teenage girl start a cult that takes over a whole town.
  30. >But that doesn’t mean you trust her, after all you don’t know her.
  31. >“It would really mean a lot to her. Please, just ask her out.” Starlight’s voice stays steady and calm.
  32. “No.”
  33. >You put your book back in your bag and start to walk to your next class, lunch isn’t over yet but waiting in an empty room sounded way better to you than having Starlight begging you to death
  34. >Starlight follows behind you.
  35. >“Come on Anon, why not? What’s so bad about Trixie?”
  36. >She’s a cunt.
  37. “She’s annoying.”
  38. >“It’d really mean a lot to her. She’s been really lonely lately and having someone to go on a date with would make her feel better.”
  39. “She seems more than capable of making herself feel better.”
  40. >“Please Anon, I asked around and all the girls said that you were single.”
  41. >You feel the heat in your face as it turns red.
  42. >Yeah you were single, of course you didn’t feel the need to bitch about it constantly like some guys you knew, but you didn’t necessarily like the fact either.
  43. >And you had to admit that it did give you an empty feeling whenever you saw all those couples walking down the halls holding hands, or saw them sitting close with their arms around each other at the movie theater, or making out under the bleachers at sunset.
  44. >OK that last one was just Rainbow Dash.
  45. >“Anon you seem like a really nice guy, I’m sure you and Trixie would hit it off.”
  46. >She isn’t going to give up was she.
  47. >Well that’s fine with you, just because you’re single (and lonely) doesn’t mean that you’re going to date some girl you can’t stand.
  48. >“I’ll give you whatever you want if you go out with Trixie!”
  49. >You stop and turn your head more out of surprise than genuine interest.
  50. >Starlight looks at the ground but keeps talking.
  51. >“I’ll give you whatever you want. I’ll give you money, I’ll get you test answers, I’ll even get girls from my old school to go out with you. Just please do me this favor.”
  52. >You aren’t really sure what to think.
  53. “Why are you doing this?”
  54. >“Because...” She looks up with tears forming in the corners of her eyes.
  55. >Immediately she wipes them away and scowls.
  56. >“Because I just am, OK. I just am.”
  57. >You breath deeply thinking about what to do.
  58. >You don’t like Trixie by any stretch of the imagination.
  59. >But seeing this girl you don’t know acting so desperate in front of you makes you feel like you're the personal cause of those tears.
  60. >Your gut starts to twist as you look at her.
  61. >You don’t want to make a girl cry.
  62. >Surely one date wouldn’t be that bad.
  63. >Shit, you aren’t actually considering this are you?
  64. >She did offer you anything you wanted.
  65. >This is a bad idea and you know it.
  66. “Just one date huh?”
  67. >Starlight nods slowly.
  68. >You sigh.
  69. “Alright I’ll ask her out.”
  70. >Starlight’s face brightens.
  71. “But one date only. That’s all, no more.”
  72. >You’re putting your foot down on that right now.
  73. >“Sure, of course.”
  74. >You point at her face.
  75. “And you owe me.”
  76. >“Uh huh” she says nodding rapidly.
  77. “I can’t think of anything right now, but when I do I expect you to pay up.”
  78. >“Of course” she says still nodding.
  79. >The sound of the bell is all the excuse Starlight needs to make a quick getaway.
  80. >Probably so you don't have the opportunity to change you mind.
  81. >“OK Anon, I’ll see you after school by the entrance. Don’t ask Trixie out until I’m with her that way I can help convince her.”
  82. >Convince her? The way Starlight talked this sounded like it’d be a sure fire thing.
  83. >You turn around and start on your way to class immediately regretting your decision.
  84. >Well at least you have a date this weekend.
  85. >You smile as you try to keep the bile down your throat.
  86. >How bad could it be? Really?
  87. ***
  88. >School ends quicker than you want it too.
  89. >Dreading the though of talking to Trixie you concentrate on the rest of your classes to keep your mind occupied.
  90. >Turns out school isn’t so bad when it’s the lesser of two evils.
  91. >Hell, even that hardass Miss Harshwhinny gives everyone a whole week to complete a newly assigned project instead of the usual ‘have it done by Monday’ deadline.
  92. >You sit at your desk with the sound of the bell having long faded.
  93. >It really is a shame, with all the work you got done today you don’t have any homework, which means your weekend is completely free.
  94. >Or at least it was.
  95. >You grab your bag and head toward the entrance, if you were lucky Trixie would have gone home.
  96. >Upon reaching the large double doors you find that no, you are not lucky.
  97. >Trixie stands chatting with Starlight.
  98. >Starlight’s eyes meet yours from across the hall and a knowing smile fills her face.
  99. >You swallow hard trying to gather up your courage.
  100. >Wait, why are you nervous all of a sudden?
  101. >This is Trixie you’re thinking about.
  102. >Maybe it’s just because it's a girl and you’ve never done this before.
  103. >Yeah, that’s it.
  104. >You feel your face grow hot again at the realization of being a high school loser that’s never even asked a girl out before.
  105. >Keep calm Anon, you can do this it’s no big deal.
  106. >Be confident, girls like confidence.
  107. >You start walking toward the two girls.
  108. >As painful as it is to admit you don’t really have a plan.
  109. >(Guess you’re the asshole for making fun of Snips and Snails for bragging about ordering that pick-up-artist book.)
  110. >So you decide the best course of action is to just go up and ask her directly.
  111. >Besides, maybe if you talk to her normally she won’t be so weird.
  112. >You’re now standing in front of her so you might as well get this over with.
  113. “Hey Trixie.”
  114. >Trixie looks at you like a wad of gum on the sidewalk.
  115. >Come on Anon keep that (fake) confidence up!
  116. “Are uh, are you doing anything this weekend?”
  117. >She tosses her face to the side in a violent jerk while she places her hands on her hips akimbo style in a flailing motion more suited for cheerleader practice than the school hallway.
  118. >“Trixie is doing some very important business all weekend.” She says through closed eyes, loud enough for everyone in the hall to hear.
  119. >So much for the idea of her acting normally.
  120. >“Uh Trixie, you just said that you don’t have any plans tomorrow remember?” Starlight interrupts.
  121. >“Every thing Trixie does is extremely important. Even if she happens to be doing nothing at all.”
  122. >Oh how you would rather smash your head with a locker door than listen to this six year old logic.
  123. >You look at Starlight for help.
  124. >She just shrugs her shoulders.
  125. >You smile at her through narrowed eyes to thank her for all her help.
  126. >Well at least you don’t feel nervous anymore.
  127. “That’s too bad, I wanted to go out with you tomorrow.”
  128. >Trixie’s eyes snap open.
  129. >“Go out? As in... a date?”
  130. “Yep. But if you’re too busy with all your nothing I understand. See ya.”
  131. >You barely take one step before Trixie attempts to blow your ear drums out.
  132. >“WAIT!”
  133. >Her hand grips you bicep to keep you form walking away.
  134. >Her words shoot out quickly as she leans forward locking eyes with you.
  135. >“If you really want to then I-Trixie would be willing to go out-give you the honor of taking her out on a date.”
  136. >You have that uncomfortable feeling again but for reasons you can’t explain this time.
  137. “Yeah... OK. I’ll take you out to see a movie, and then we’ll grab some lunch. How about that?”
  138. >“Yes! I-Trixie finds this an adequate arrangement.”
  139. >The bones in your arms feel like lead as you take out your cell phone and show her your number.
  140. “I’ll see you tomorrow at noon.”
  141. >“Of course.” She says through closed eyes and strikes a pose with one hand on her hip and the other under her chin.
  142. >With that she heads out of school and down the sidewalk quite obviously using all her concentration to bend her knees as little as possible and sway her hips as wide as she could in an over exaggerated strut.
  143. >Some of the other students stare, but she either doesn’t notice or doesn’t care.
  144. >Starlight follows her and without Trixie noticing she turns and gives you a thumbs up and quick wink.
  145. >Well it looks like you have a date to plan.
  146. >Maybe it won’t be that bad.
  147. >Trixie’s last words still echo in your head.
  148. “Of course. Of course it will.”
  149. ***
  150. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FjXS_lbU2TU
  151. >Your phone's alarm wakes you.
  152. >Grabbing your phone you look at the time.
  153. >It's 10 am.
  154. >Great, you love waking up early on a Saturday.
  155. >You gather enough strength to drag yourself out of bed.
  156. >After showering and shaving you dig through your dresser for something suitable to wear.
  157. >It is your first date after all, even if it turns out to be shit you figure you should at least wear something decent.
  158. >You settle on your pair of black jeans and a dress shirt.
  159. >Not too casual, but not too fancy.
  160. >Rolling the sleeves up you go to your closet and reach for a box on the top shelf.
  161. >You open it to reveal your prized pair of Grenson brand Chelsea style leather ankle boots.
  162. >These fuckers coast you four months worth of allowance.
  163. >You're still several issues behind on Justice League because of them.
  164. >But as you slip your feet into an insole and lining that feel as if they were molded specifically to your arches you know it was worth it.
  165. >Exiting your room you quietly sneak down the stairs to the front door.
  166. >The last thing you want to do is get your parents attention.
  167. >That would mean a thousand questions about why you were up so early, and where you were going, and worst of all who you were going to hang out with.
  168. >And if your parents found out that you were going to take a girl to the movies they would start asking who Trixie was, and how long you've known her, and why you didn't mention her before, and then suggest that you invite her over for dinner so they can get to know her, and so on and so forth until your brain starts leaking out your ears.
  169. >Hell no, none of that was going to happen if you could help it.
  170. >You slip outside and make it to your car.
  171. >All clear.
  172. >You'll make something up when you get back home and inevitably get questioned on where you've been all day.
  173. >Right now you needed all your concentration for dealing with Trixie.
  174. >Speaking of which, you send her a text to meet up at the theater across the street from the mall.
  175. >You also make sure to tell her that you are currently on your way.
  176. >You're about to spend all afternoon with her, you didn't want to have to increase that time by giving her a ride.
  177. >Upon arriving at the theater you find the parking lot packed.
  178. >No surprise, it's a Saturday afternoon after all.
  179. >Carriage Cinema was always packed from morning to midnight on this day.
  180. >You check your phone as you step out of your car and see that you still have time before the matinee showings.
  181. >You also notice that Trixie never text you back.
  182. >You experience an odd mix of relief and uneasy
  183. >As you walk through the entrance you see Trixie sitting on a lobby bench scanning the crowd.
  184. >At the moment her eyes meet yours she puts on a haughty expression and walks up to you.
  185. >"There you are Anon. Trixie sees that you decided to make yourself look good for our date."
  186. "Uh, thanks."
  187. >Was that supposed to be a complement?
  188. >It didn't feel like one, it felt more like a backhanded way of saying your ugly.
  189. >Nah, you're over thinking it.
  190. >Trixie's unpleasant but she's not mean.
  191. "You look..."
  192. >She looks the same.
  193. >She's even wearing her usual skirt and hoodie combo.
  194. "You look great."
  195. >Trixie tilts her head back further into the lofty air she's putting out.
  196. "So shall we go pic a movie to see?"
  197. >Trixie just smiles as she turns around and marches to the ticket counter.
  198. >Waiting in line means you're now close enough to see that the start times of every movie is in only fifteen or thirty minutes.
  199. >That means you two just have to figure out which one to see.
  200. >There's the new Marvel movie, and a thriller based off some novel, and of course whatever the hell it's called schlock romance movie with that one actor some of the girls at school find hot is still playing.
  201. >Maybe that last one will entertain Trixie enough to not be embarrassing.
  202. >"Two tickets for Wicked."
  203. >Trixie's command interrupts your thoughts.
  204. >Wicked?
  205. >When the hell did they make that a movie?
  206. >You hate musicals.
  207. >There so damn annoying.
  208. >And all the songs in any given one are either unbearably repetitive or ungodly complicated, and the ending to ever single one is such obvious emotional manipulation.
  209. >God, this is gonna suck.
  210. >Even the shitty romance would have some entertainment value with the terrible unreadable love lines that no actor could deliver seriously and the unbelievable naivete of the protagonist especially toward the obvious stalker tendencies of the love interest.
  211. >The least Trixie could have done was ask if you were OK with her selection.
  212. >You hear the cashier ring up the tickets.
  213. >"That will be $29.30 please."
  214. >"My date will be paying for the tickets."
  215. >Trixie proudly announces this for everyone in line to hear.
  216. >She then grabs her ticket and marches away.
  217. >It appears that communication is Trixie's strong suit.
  218. >The cashier gives you an odd look.
  219. >All you can do is smile sheepishly as you pull out some cash.
  220. >With the ticket in your hand you exit the line and search the large crowed in the lobby for Trixie.
  221. >She's currently speaking to the cashier at the snack counter.
  222. >She better fucking not.
  223. >You hurry over as fast as you can without running.
  224. >"One extra large popcorn, one large case of milk duds, and two large 7ups. That'll be $24.26."
  225. >You're now close enough to hear them.
  226. "Trixie-"
  227. >"My date will take care of the bill."
  228. >You make it to the counter right as Trixie marches off with her bounty.
  229. >The cashier watches her leave then turns to look at you with a grin.
  230. >"How you doin'?"
  231. >You slam what's left of your cash along with your debit card on the counter.
  232. "Couldn't be better."
  233. >Guess it's going to be a while before you catch up on Justice League after all.
  234. >You rush to catch up with Trixie.
  235. >"Enjoy your date!", the cashier cheerfully calls out to you.
  236. >You hesitate for a split second.
  237. >Immediately you shake your head.
  238. >Just ignore the fucker, he ain't worth it.
  239. >You bridge the distance between the two of you as Trixie crosses the door to the auditorium.
  240. >Once in you see it's a little over half way full but there's enough decent seats available.
  241. >Trixie however deliberately chooses a seat in the middle of the third row from the front.
  242. >Great, not only do you get to have your eardrums explode from being so close to the speakers you also get to spend the rest of your life with upper back pain from craning your neck back at a sixty five degree angle in order to see the screen.
  243. >You sit down next to Trixie and begin to make yourself comfortable on the cushioned seat.
  244. >Suddenly you hear a heavy crunching sound mixed with sharp inhaling breathes.
  245. >You look at Trixie as she shovels fists fulls of popcorn into her mouth with both hands.
  246. >She's not even waiting until she's finished swallowing the food she already has in her mouth, she just keeps cramming in more and more.
  247. >She stops and looks at you with her cheeks puffed out like a squirrel.
  248. >In a silent offering Trixie extends her arm holding a fist full of popcorn in front of you.
  249. >You watch as liquid butter runs through her fingers and leaves a small pool on the floor.
  250. "I'm good."
  251. >She shrugs and continues to gorge herself.
  252. >The lights begin to dim.
  253. >Looks like the two of you got here just in time.
  254. >As the curtain slowly rises a prerecorded messages plays over the speakers.
  255. >'Thank you for choosing Carriage Cinema. Remember to visit the lobby so you have plenty of snacks to enjoy for the movie.'
  256. >You roll your eyes.
  257. >That's already taken care of.
  258. >'Please be considerate, remember to turn off or silence all your personal mobile devices before the movie begins.'
  259. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hy48m6o6IKs (at the 42 second mark)
  260. >Your body freezes as the ringtone blares beside you and a soft glowing light spreads over your side.
  261. >"Hello." Trixie's voice is at a normal speaking level.
  262. >Did she seriously just pick up her phone after the 'turn off your fucking phone' message?
  263. >"Listen I can't talk right now I'm at a movie."
  264. >You feel the glare of every individual in the theater bore through the back of your skull.
  265. >"She did what? Oh you'll have to tell me all about it when I'm done here."
  266. >Really.
  267. >"Uh huh."
  268. >Stop talking.
  269. >"Oh yeah sure."
  270. >Just hang up bitch.
  271. >"Shhhhh!"
  272. >You sink down in your chair trying to hide yourself form everyone viewing the unfolding spectacle.
  273. >"Don't shush Trixie!"
  274. >Goddammit, why does she have to refer to herself in the third person?
  275. >"I'll call you back Starlight."
  276. >Now everybody here knows who she is.
  277. >"Yeah, I'll let you know how the date goes. Bye."
  278. >Thank God that's over.
  279. >The final preview ends and the 'now our feature presentation' screen appears.
  280. >As the opening score starts up you feel yourself begin to relax.
  281. >Slowly you raise yourself back up.
  282. >You find yourself drifting in and out of the movie.
  283. >Something about a green bitch not fitting in because she's green, and then there's a blonde bitch that's her rival but also her best friend and sometimes they argue and things are rough but they also deeply bond, and oh sure they both have the same male character as a love interest but it only makes their relationship more intense.
  284. >You watch enough anime to see the yuri subtext the movie's putting out.
  285. >The writers knew what they were doing.
  286. >It's dull and annoying but at least it's keeping Trixie entertained.
  287. >You hear her recite the lyrics to every song under her breath.
  288. >She really seems into this.
  289. >On screen the events are starting to heighten as the green bitch starts to levitate on a broom.
  290. >You know a big signature song is coming.
  291. >The music builds and Trixie stamps her feet in giddy anticipation.
  292. >As the build up hits it's peak and the song takes off you hear Trixie start to sing in a normal speaking volume.
  293. >You look around panicked.
  294. >But of course being the only two this close to the screen you don't see anyone and can't tell what's happening in the seats behind you.
  295. >God, you hope the other people can't hear her over the music.
  296. >While engrossed in the song Trixie flings her arms out in a dramatic gesture mimicking the actress.
  297. >Suddenly you feel a cold wet sensation all over your thighs.
  298. >You look down to see that Trixie's theatrics had caused one of her cups of soda to be knocked out of the drink holder and land in your lap.
  299. >With the song now over you slowly lift it up so as not to spill the remaining contents.
  300. >Immediately you feel it snatched away from you grip.
  301. >Trixie points an accusatory finger at your chest as she brings her face close enough for you to hear her hissed whispers.
  302. >"Anon, that's my drink. If you wanted one you should have bought it before the movie started."
  303. >Fucking really.
  304. >She just spilled that precious drink of hers all over pants.
  305. >And she even has two of them for God's sake.
  306. >You bite back your reply.
  307. >A half crowed theater was no place to get into an argument.
  308. >You should just go the the restroom to try and clean the soda off your jeans.
  309. >It'll also give you a moment to cool down form Trixie pissing you off.
  310. >The second you stand up a hand grips you bicep.
  311. >You feel all the greasy butter covering Trixie's hand seep through the fabric of your shirt and coat your skin.
  312. >"Anon sit down."
  313. >In one swift motion you're yanked back down to the cold sticky swamp that is your seat.
  314. >You turn to Trixie attempting to explain.
  315. "But-"
  316. >"Anon you we are on a date."
  317. >Her face is even closer but her volume remains the same.
  318. >She pokes your chest using the same chiding finger to punctuate her words.
  319. >"That means you sit here with me until the movie is over."
  320. >She glares at your in silence.
  321. >You match her glare with your own.
  322. >Fuck, you've had enough of this shit bird.
  323. >Taking a deep breath you turn back and face the movie.
  324. >She's not worth making yourself look like an ass in public.
  325. >Even if you really want to tell her to fuck off.
  326. >You hear her give a triumphant 'Hmph' and she goes back to enjoying the film.
  327. >The loud crunching sound tells you that Trixie has gone back to eating popcorn.
  328. >Out of your periphery vision you see her look at you.
  329. >You choose not to turn back.
  330. >Best not to indulge her.
  331. >She then reaches over and runs her hand up and down your already stained sleeve wiping as much butter off on it as possible.
  332. >You squeeze your eyelids close as a vain begins to bulge from your temple.
  333. >Seriously.
  334. >This bitch is using you as a napkin.
  335. >The lard congeals around your arm hair as you contemplate storming off.
  336. >Somehow your better judgement prevails.
  337. >The movie drags on at an unbearably slow pace.
  338. >Whatever moderate interest you once had is now long gone.
  339. >Finally after the green bitch fakes her own death the main scorn starts to play over the now rolling credits.
  340. >After a few seconds the lights come back on and you hear people behind you get up to leave.
  341. >You give a relieved sigh.
  342. >Now you can go clean yourself up.
  343. >Your bicep is gripped again before you're even half way out of your seat.
  344. >"Anon I already told you to sit still until the movie is over. You don't know how to act on a date, do you?"
  345. >Your patience is hanging on by a thread.
  346. "The movie is over."
  347. >"The credits are part of the movie."
  348. >All you can do is stare.
  349. >Without a second thought Trixie goes back to singing.
  350. >You're never going to get out of this theater are you?
  351. >This your personal Hell and you are stuck here for all eternity.
  352. >When the screen fades to black and the curtain comes down you remain sitting.
  353. >You don't know what excuse Trixie will have to not leave, but you know she'll have one.
  354. >"Alright let's go."
  355. >You're so shocked at what you just heard that you don't have time to process the sight of Trixie jumping up and clutching your wrist dragging you along as she bolts out of the auditorium.
  356. >She's running so fast you can barley keep up.
  357. >The cold numbness of your upper legs and the remaining butter on Trixie's hand making her grip of your lower arm tenuous at best doesn't exactly help.
  358. >She rushes past all of the people coming out of the same showing, hellbent on being the first to the lobby.
  359. >Every shoulder bumped or foot stepped on earn you a dirty look or a death glare.
  360. >You're so embarrassed that you'd rather be back in the theater.
  361. >Yes, you are aware of the irony.
  362. >Upon reaching the lobby Trixie lets go of you, never stopping herself.
  363. >"Wait here."
  364. >She makes her command as she sprints into the women's restroom not slowing down in the slightest.
  365. >You pull your phone out pretending not to notice the glaces that your fellow movie goers shoot at you as they exit the building.
  366. >You find a bench to sit on as you wait.
  367. >This is without a doubt the closest you have come to total humiliation in public.
  368. >And of course you now have jeans that will cling to you for the rest of the day and a possible permanently stained shirt.
  369. >Can't get any worse than this.
  370. >Honestly you felt lucky that the manager hadn't kicked both you and Trixie out.
  371. >You've had as much as you can handle.
  372. >You're going to take Trixie out for a quick lunch and then go home.
  373. >You consider going to rinse what you can off yourself but decide against it.
  374. >The second you take a step in the direction of the restroom Trixie will be there to stop you.
  375. >Or worse, you'll go in and as soon as you come out she'll berate you right there in front of every single soul.
  376. >You weren't about to let that happen.
  377. >You find a bench to sit on as you pull up AO3 on your phone.
  378. >You'll kill sometime while you wait with a half decent fanfic.
  379. >When you get halfway through chapter 10 Trixie appears.
  380. >"Much Better."
  381. >It's been twenty five minutes.
  382. >You know girls take forever in the bath room, but this was God damn ridiculous.
  383. >Guess you did have time to try and clean yourself.
  384. >That's what you get for hesitating.
  385. >She holds her hands out in front of her and shakes them from her wrists.
  386. >"I don't why they got rid of the towel dispensers, those blow driers only ever get them half way dry."
  387. >She frowns looking at her hands then shifts her gaze to you and smiles.
  388. >She walks up and runs her hands side to side on your shoulders.
  389. "But my shirt will do in a pinch, huh?"
  390. >Your mental filter is gone by this point.
  391. >She continues to smile as you both head outside.
  392. >"Now Then, where are you taking me to eat on our fabulous and outstanding date?"
  393. "The mall."
  394. >"The mall?"
  395. >Yes the mall, no one goes there.
  396. >Even on a Saturday it's practically deserted, which means it's the one place Trixie can be as insufferable and shout her own name as much as she wants and no one will be around to witness it.
  397. >And all food court workers are always stoned out of their minds so even if do happen to see the continuous cringe that is your day they won't remember it.
  398. >"Very well, Follow me."
  399. >You're both already in the mall parking lot so you don't have very far to follow Trixie.
  400. >Once you're through the entrance and at the food court you immediately pick one of the many, many empty tables to sit at.
  401. >It's near the back next to a shop with a boarded up entrance and display windows, yellow tape runs across the entire front reading 'closed for repairs'.
  402. >You're pretty sure it's been like this for the past eight months.
  403. >Trixie stands impatiently tapping her foot.
  404. >"Anon are you getting food with me, or are you just going to sit there."
  405. "Sorry Trixie, I can't get anything. I'm all out of money."
  406. >That's not true.
  407. >You still have some money left on your debit card account.
  408. >But you're not telling Trixie that, you've paid for enough food for her today.
  409. >She rolls her eyes and goes to the Chinese food stand.
  410. >Quickly she returns carrying a tray with a plate overflowing with fried rice and several egg rolls balance carelessly on top.
  411. >And of course a large foam cup that you can only guess is filled with her ever so precious soda.
  412. >Really, how much sugar does she need?
  413. >"You know Anon you really need to plan ahead better."
  414. >She sits down and dips an egg roll in a small container of sweet and sour sauce as she begins her lecture.
  415. >"As the man it's your duty to make sure that any given coast of our date is paid for. Why, if I didn't bring any money with me today then I'd have ended up going hungry."
  416. >The kernel of popcorn stuck in between two of her bottom teeth says otherwise.
  417. >"I understand that the though of taking out the beautiful and fascinating Trixie is so exciting that it's difficult to think straight, but you're going to have to do better in the future. After all, I'm sure you'd hate it if people at school were to learn that your not being prepared almost caused today to be ruined."
  418. >You already hate this right now.
  419. >Apparently done with her criticism Trixie begins to cram down her food.
  420. >You turn your head not wishing to view the unappealing spectacle.
  421. >At a table next to the garbage dispenser you see a guy sitting all by himself.
  422. >Looking to be in his mid-twenties with a half grown mustache and receding hair line, he reads with shoulders hunched forward from a hard cover of 'Crisis on Infinite Earths' occasionally pushing up his large glasses that are taped together at the nose bridge.
  423. >Lucky bastard.
  424. >He never had to go on a date with a girl he didn't like.
  425. >When Trixie finally finishes her plate she pushes the plastic tray full of garbage to you.
  426. >"Throw this away while I go get a refill."
  427. "At once Gihren-sama."
  428. >She gives a curious look before going back up to the counter.
  429. >You stand up and lean against the boarded up door.
  430. >You just leave the tray on the table.
  431. >You have to put up with Trixie but that doesn't mean you have to follow her orders.
  432. >Loud slurping alerts you to Trixie's return.
  433. >"Now that that's done there are stores that I want to check out."
  434. >You take a step in her direction.
  435. >She pivots toward the large shop filled corridor in a theatrical manner.
  436. >As she does her foot knocks over a can of paint next to a pile of repair supplies.
  437. >The clatter of the paint can falling over and the splash of paint spilling out echo throughout the empty court.
  438. >The soft rolling of the popped off lid can still be heard.
  439. >You don't look down.
  440. >You already know.
  441. >Bracing yourself you dare to take a peek.
  442. >And realizing your worst fears there you stand in a puddle of opaque white paint with your boots cover in it.
  443. >You feel your knuckles go white in your now balled up fists.
  444. >Your favorite boots.
  445. >Your single best pair of footwear.
  446. >Your $350 leather boots
  447. >"Hey buddy you arlight? You look really pale."
  448. >The twenty something nerd from the lone table stops on his way toward the exit to question your condition.
  449. "I'm fine. Never better."
  450. >Your lips stretch tight over clenched teeth.
  451. >He cautiously walks around you keeping a safe distance.
  452. >You hear Trixie call over her shoulder as she marches down the mall corridor.
  453. >"Hurry up Anon. If you don't keep up you'll get left behind."
  454. >Hell no.
  455. >You're done.
  456. >You stomp to the nearby restroom.
  457. >The sound of wet paint slapping the floor
  458. >Taking off your boots and setting them on the counter you turn the sink faucet to hot.
  459. >Luckily this place was old enough that those stupid inferred sensors haven't been installed.
  460. >Once the water is hot enough you wet some paper towels and slowly begin to dab off as much paint as you can.
  461. >You focus on going as slow as you can making sure not to spread it around.
  462. >Eventually the dispenser runs out of paper towels and you have to use toilet paper.
  463. >As meticulous as you're being it isn't a problem.
  464. >After what feels like forever you turn the faucet off and look at what you've accomplished.
  465. >They look...
  466. >Not bad.
  467. >They have long wispy streaks of dingy grey along the throat and toe, but you can always cover that with a good polish.
  468. >The important thing is there are no large blotches of paint.
  469. >You give a quick rinse to the rubber soles.
  470. >Honestly you don't care if he soles stain, no one's able to see them.
  471. >Not even you.
  472. >You give a long sigh.
  473. >All you want to do is go home and crash.
  474. >You slip the boots back and leave the restroom.
  475. >It's hard take your eyes off them.
  476. >Knowing how they used to look makes those minuscule tarnishes grate on your mind.
  477. >Looking down and not where you're going you don't see the impeding obstacle in your path until it's too late.
  478. >Stumbling back you catch your footing before you fall over.
  479. >The person you bumped into however isn't so lucky.
  480. >A small 'eep' is heard before the soft bump of an ass hitting tiled floor.
  481. >You look down only to see Twilight clutching a large box to her chest.
  482. >You reach out your hand to help her up.
  483. "Sorry Twilight. You OK?"
  484. >She takes your hand and stands up.
  485. >"Yeah, I'm OK. Thanks Anon."
  486. >She adjusts her glasses.
  487. >"Sorry Anon, I didn't see you. I guess I was too busy reading this."
  488. >She holds up an unopened Dystopian Wars package.
  489. >A photo of four quadrupedal mechanical orbs adorned with a prominent barrel and small machine gun turrets graces the cover.
  490. >'Covenant of Antarctica Xenophon Class Walkers' reads the label.
  491. "Is that the new model? That's kick ass."
  492. >"I know right. I found it at the board game store here in the mall."
  493. >You knew which one she was talking about.
  494. >They had a few tabletop miniatures for sale.
  495. >Not as many as the nerd shop downtown you frequented, but it was less busy.
  496. >Especially compared to when a Saturday afternoon Magic the Gathering tournament was going on.
  497. "You always go for the Covenant of Antarctica don't you?"
  498. >"Oh yeah, especially now that the developers have really embraced the whole alien aesthetic. I know a lot of people online were really upset when Spartan Games sold the game to Warcradle Studios because they didn't like the direction they were going with the game, including the changes in designs of the figures. But personally I really like it and-"
  499. >And Twilight goes on and on about how much she loves the game she's talking about.
  500. >You smile the first genuine smile you've had all day.
  501. >Compared to Trixie Twilight's socially awkwardness was charming.
  502. >You never noticed how cute she could be.
  503. >It was a shame that she already had a boyfriend.
  504. >Ah, it's alright.
  505. >You're starting to see just how nice it is to be single.
  506. >"What is going on here?!"
  507. >You both turn to see Trixie scowling.
  508. >Well look who's about to make a scene.
  509. >That's perfectly fine.
  510. >You have no problem telling her to fuck off.
  511. >She places her hands on her hips and performs the same exaggerated strut you saw her do at school.
  512. >"What do you think you're doing with Trixie's date, Sparkle?"
  513. >Trixie spits out Twilight's last name as if it physically leaves a bad taste in her mouth.
  514. >She closes the distance and stands face to face with Twilight.
  515. >Trixie leans her head back so she can give the image of looking down at someone her own height, then very deliberately she crosses her arms as she puffs out her chest.
  516. >Is... is she trying to make her boobs look bigger as a way of intimidating another girl?
  517. >"I was j-just, uh... uh..."
  518. >Twilight stammers about unsure of what to say.
  519. >You don't know what's sadder; that Trixie thought this was a legitimately good tactic, or that it was actually working on Twilight.
  520. >Either way time to put a stop to this.
  521. "Trixie Stop."
  522. >You make your voice as stern as possible without raising it to a shout.
  523. >"And you!"
  524. >She whirls around brandishing her index finger like a weapon ready to fire.
  525. >"How dare you abandon Trixie so you can flirt with another girl!"
  526. "I wasn't flirting with Twilight. We were just talking."
  527. >"Talking?!"
  528. "Yes Trixie talking. We like to talk, talk about things we have in common like comic books, and miniature games, and mecha anime."
  529. >Out of the corner of your eye you see Twilight awkwardly shuffling away from your argument.
  530. >"Who told you you could talk to another girl while you're on a date with Trixie?!"
  531. "I don't need your permission to talk to anyone."
  532. >It was becoming difficult to keep your voice at an even level.
  533. >"While you are on a date with Trixie you will give attention to only her and no one else!"
  534. "Well you don't have to worry about that because I'm not on a date with you anymore."
  535. >You turn around giving Trixie a good look at your back as you take off in a confident stride.
  536. >Bitch wasn't the only one who knew how to walk pompously.
  537. >You give one last look over your shoulder as you exit through the mall doors.
  538. >Trixie just stands in the same spot fuming.
  539. >Good.
  540. >You make your way to your car.
  541. >Seeing how pissed off she was from you standing up to her felt good.
  542. ***
  543. >You pull out the box you keep your boots in.
  544. >Inside is a tin of shoe polish and an old wash cloth.
  545. >You then grab the wooden stool you and AJ made for your first woodshop project.
  546. >OK AJ made it, you just handed her the next piece of wood that need to be used.
  547. >You're not good at woodshop.
  548. >Placing the boots on the stool you dip the cloth in the polish before you spit on the first of the pair.
  549. >No sense being fancy.
  550. >You swab along the leather in the same slow methodical manor you used to get the paint off.
  551. >Admittedly it was easier to do now that your rage at Trixie had subsided.
  552. >Hell, once you got home you felt like a whole new person.
  553. >You didn't even run into your parents.
  554. >Which was good, you did not want to explain to them why you looked like took swim in a dumpster.
  555. >You feel the soft buzzing of your phone in your pocket.
  556. >Not recognizing the number you answer the call to see who's call you.
  557. >"What did you do?!"
  558. >Regret instantly fills you when you hear Starlight's angry voice.
  559. "What did I do? I did exactly what you told me to. I went out on a date with Trixie and as a consequence experienced what was literally the worst day of my life."
  560. >"So something did happen, I knew it. Tell everything right now!"
  561. "Look if you want to know what happened so bad why don't you go ask Trixie herself? I'm sure she'd be more than happy to tell her best friend all about it."
  562. >"Trixie hasn't answered any of my calls or texts."
  563. "You poor thing you, not being able to hear her voice."
  564. >"This is serious Anon! Trixie only ever gets quiet when she's really upset."
  565. "Well if she's that disturbed she has no one to blame but herself."
  566. >"You're going to make this right! If found out that Sunset's having a party at the lake tomorrow and you're going to take Trixie!"
  567. "I'm not going to do shit. I already held up my end of the bargain, and speaking of which it's about time for you to fulfill yours."
  568. >You hear a deliciously panicked silence on the other end.
  569. >"...What do you want?"
  570. "I'll know in twenty four hours."
  571. >You slowly slide the cloth along one of your boots.
  572. "You better hope that paint stains can be buffed off of leather, otherwise you'll own me $400."
  573. >The extra fifty's just for wasting your time.
  574. >"...I don't have that much money."
  575. >Starlight's voice was weak, but you could still take in every glorious word.
  576. "I have no problem waiting. After all that's a lot of money, wouldn't expect someone to have it all at once."
  577. >"Please, just call Trixie and tell her you're sorry. Please, I'd really appreciate it."
  578. >She sounded broken.
  579. >Utterly defeated.
  580. "I'll sleep on it. See ya, Starlight."
  581. >You end the call savoring every second of what just happened.
  582. >You've never smoked but you think you need a cigarette after that.
  583. >The only way that could have been better was if you could see Starlight's face in person.
  584. >Or even better, wrecking Trixie just as bad as you did to Starlight.
  585. >Sure leaving her at the mall angry and alone was nice.
  586. >But making her feel devastated in a way she couldn't counter would be so much better.
  587. >You look at your still streaked boots.
  588. >Especially for everything she put you through today.
  589. >You place your phone on top of your dresser next to all your Gundam model kits, when one of them catches your eye.
  590. >Garma Zabi's custom zaku.
  591. >The scene of a naive, entitled, egotistical character getting an overdue just punishment playing out in your mind.
  592. >As great as having Trixie explode in an attack carrier would be, you'd settle for seeing her face when she realizes that she'd been set up to look like a complete fool.
  593. >Now that you think about it maybe you would take her out to Sunset's party.
  594. >Yeah.
  595. >And then you'd text Starlight to bring you something cheap and easy to get a hold of, but to put it in a nicely wrapped box.
  596. >And when Trixie would inevitable freak out over another girl giving her date such a fancy gift you'd sigh deeply and look sad and tell her all about Starlight's sordid deal.
  597. >And there it would be, the look of total betrayal that can only be caused by someone so trusted.
  598. >There in front of a host of witnesses who's sad pitying expressions she'd have to face everyday at school.
  599. >And you, why you'd be the only good guy in this sorry story.
  600. >The boy that felt enough sympathy to try and date Trixie, but was so regretful of the conditions under which he did it that he had to come clean and tell the truth.
  601. >No one would blame you, or question you, or doubt you when you told them you couldn't possibly talk about all the hurt you'd put Trixie through.
  602. >You smile to yourself as you polish your boots.
  603. >It's not easy to admit to the folly of one's youth.
  604. ***
  605. >You sit on your bed trudging through an overly long book by some obscure author no one's ever heard of.
  606. >'Marina knitted her brows, and shook her head acting the fond, worried mother though, in point of fact, she bore her daughters even less affection than she had for cute Dack and pathetic Dan.'
  607. >God, this so boring.
  608. >Technically you don't have homework due on Monday.
  609. >But you do have an essay to write for Ms. Cheerilee's world lit. class by the end of the month.
  610. >And you do have to read this stupid thing to write about it.
  611. >The things you do for college credit.
  612. >Really though, you've got to stop your bad habit of randomly picking books at the library for school assignments.
  613. >You look at the clock.
  614. >It's 1:34.
  615. >You've been up for a little over an hour.
  616. >Sunday's were made for sleeping in after all.
  617. >Whatever was going on at the lake was probably starting by now.
  618. >You sit back and make yourself comfortable.
  619. >Of course, you're still sticking to your plan.
  620. >But in the mean time to had thought of a couple of ways to torment Trixie before you make the big reveal.
  621. >The first of those being that she has to ask you to take her out to the party.
  622. >Forcing someone with whose ego was so massive she thought people should be fighting each other to approach her to make the first move was a perfect way of getting under her skin.
  623. >And since there was no way she would miss an opportunity to go parade herself around in public, that meant all you had to do was wait.
  624. >The low drone of your phone vibrating against your nightstand catches your attention.
  625. >Right on cue.
  626. >You don't even bother to look as you bring your phone to your ear.
  627. >You know it's her.
  628. >"There's a party at the lake going on right now. I want to go."
  629. >Her voice has it's usual lofty tone.
  630. >You play it cool.
  631. "I see."
  632. >"...Well?"
  633. "Well what?"
  634. >"Are you taking Trixie or not?"
  635. "OK Trixie, I'll take you. On one condition."
  636. >"Condition?"
  637. >Here was item number two on your list of agitating Trixie.
  638. >Making her admit she was wrong.
  639. "I'll take you, if you promise to apologize to Twilight for the way you treated her yesterday."
  640. >"Apologize?! To her?!"
  641. >That's right, get nice and pissed off Trixie.
  642. >The more fuel you pour on her now, the bigger she'll explode in front of everyone.
  643. "I'm waiting for an answer."
  644. >"Why are you even still thinking about her?!"
  645. "Well that's too bad, it would have been a fun time. But I guess I can wait until the next time everyone gets together to go out."
  646. >"All right fine! I'll apologize to Sparkle. And then Trixie will make sure you never think of that nerd again."
  647. >You roll your eyes at the ominous tone in her voice.
  648. >What's the worst she could do?
  649. "Text me your address and I'll go pick you up."
  650. >Trixie hangs up without a word.
  651. >You grab your keys and head out.
  652. >A car ride would be the perfect place to get a few more jabs at Trixie.
  653. >You look up the address that she text you as you get in your car.
  654. >She lives in a neighborhood to the west.
  655. >Perfect, that was right in the direction of the lake.
  656. >As you start you car the soft sound of radio music fills the vehicle.
  657. >You hit a preset button changing it to a classic rock station as you pull out onto the road.
  658. >You roll down the windows and let the warm spring air blow through your hair.
  659. >When you reach Trixie's address you park on the curb and wait.
  660. >You text her that you've arrived.
  661. >While you have your phone out you also make sure to send one to Starlight.
  662. I know what I want. Be prepared to bring it to me in a hour.
  663. >Plenty of time.
  664. >The door opens and you hear Trixie get in.
  665. >You don't bother looking over as you shift to drive and pull forward.
  666. >Suddenly you become aware of an powerful smell.
  667. >An almost floral tone buried underneath an acrid smokey musk.
  668. >It's so pungent you can taste it in the back of your throat.
  669. >What the hell kind of perfume she's wearing and why did she have on so much?
  670. >You turn to ask her but stop when you see her smiling at you.
  671. >The foundation on her face gives her cheeks a warm color, the pink lipstick a glossy shine to her lips, and the purple eye shadow makes for a pleasant combination with her freshly curled mascaraed eyelashes.
  672. >She looks...
  673. >Really good actually.
  674. >It's a bit more makeup than necessary, but it really does accentuate her features well.
  675. >"Is there a problem Anon? You're staring."
  676. >You feel your face heat up and face the road once more.
  677. >The cheeky tone in her voice told you she knew exactly what she was doing.
  678. >Well you weren't going to fall for it.
  679. >It takes more than a pretty face to distract you.
  680. >"Oh my, it's so hot in here. I guess Trixie'll just have to take this off."
  681. >Instantly your eyes snap over.
  682. >She arches her back and gradually unzips her hoodie.
  683. >Once open it reveals a small blue tank top cropped well above the dangling star shaped charm on her pierced belly button, it's low cut neck dipping right to the top of chest, the outline of her bra cups clearly visible through the thin material.
  684. >The heat in your face grows.
  685. >You also feel something else beginning to grow.
  686. >"What's wrong Anon?"
  687. >She places a hand gingerly on top of your arm.
  688. >The shifting of her shoulders causes the fabric of her tank top to slide down one arm and makes a bra strap visible.
  689. >"You've been so quiet since you saw Trixie."
  690. >She then blinks rapidly as if trying to send you a message via Morris code.
  691. >You open your moth to tell her exactly what you think of this little stunt she's trying to pull.
  692. >Only to find a lump in your throat that won't allow any word to get pass.
  693. >This stupid antic wasn't actually working on you, was it?
  694. >The reflection of your windshield highlights Trixie's collar bone so hypnotically.
  695. >Dammit man, get a hold of yourself.
  696. >"Oh, Trixie loves this song."
  697. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L7jV2n9mLd4
  698. >She reaches over a turn the volume up to full.
  699. >Trixie slowly sways her upper body from side to side in her seat as she begins to sing.
  700. >Your heart beats in temp with the song.
  701. >Deliberately Trixie moves closer and closer until your shoulders meet.
  702. >The sweat forming on your palms makes keeping your grip on the steering wheel more difficult than it should be.
  703. >She turns her body and moves closer still.
  704. >Finally she's pushes herself up against you.
  705. >Forming coherent thought is now more difficult than it should be.
  706. >Your arm becomes wrapped between her breasts.
  707. >Her face comes so close you can feel her hot breath on your ear as she whispers in a breathy rasp.
  708. >"Na na na na na na."
  709. >This is all too much!
  710. >The body heat melting your skin, the perfume choking your brain, the ungodly softness around your forearm, the breath in your ears directly stimulating the physiology of your lower body.
  711. >This was all more than you could take!
  712. >You slam on the breaks and turn the key killing the ignition.
  713. >"Oh, we're here already."
  714. >You look out your window to see the large clearing where several of your classmates had gathered.
  715. >Trixie makes her way back to her seat and opens the car door.
  716. >Your pulse pounds in your ears as you breath heavy.
  717. >"Oh no, Trixie's shoe is untied Trixie better bend down and fix it."
  718. >Instinctively your head turns to her.
  719. >You find Trixie bent over with the mini skirt that clings right below her hips pushed down even further from her posture.
  720. >There very clearly visible is one fourth of Trixie's ass, her hips slowly sloping down into the beginnings of two full round curves on almost full display.
  721. >a small lavender wedge shaped piece of fabric connected by long bands of elastic sitting right in the middle.
  722. >Your pants become tighter..
  723. >What feels like an eternity passes before you hear her speak again.
  724. >"There all better."
  725. >She sits up and looks back at you.
  726. >Your eyes meet for a split second before you whip your head forward and pretend to look forward out the windshield.
  727. >"See something interesting there, Anon?"
  728. >Her teasing voice makes your already reddened face grow darker.
  729. >Through staggered breaths you manage to respond.
  730. "I... was just... looking at what a great time everyone was having."
  731. >She laughs devilishly.
  732. >"Well then lets go join them."
  733. >You stay in the car as she gets out and makes her way to the others.
  734. >Just for a few seconds to calm down and let blood flow back to the rest of your body.
  735. >You step out cautiously.
  736. >Maybe if you can stay a few steps behind her you'll be able to keep your cool.
  737. >The softness of her hand slips into your as fingers become laced
  738. >Trixie leans her body on yours.
  739. >No such luck.
  740. >You both walk to the gathered group in tandem.
  741. >The pace is slow as you have a difficult time controlling the shake in your legs.
  742. >As you both approach you notice some of the guys making glances at Trixie.
  743. >Always quick little peeks when they know she isn't looking.
  744. >Though from the fact that you can tell what they're doing means they don't care if you see them checking Trixie out.
  745. >Wait, why does that piss you off?
  746. >You're not actually jealous of other guys looking at Trixie.
  747. >Especially with the way she's dressed.
  748. >Hell, it takes all of your concentration to not ogle her openly.
  749. >You're not proud of that, by the way.
  750. >When you reach the large gravel pit where campfires are started, you see Twilight sitting by a tree with her friends.
  751. >Trixie states a single word under her breath.
  752. >"Sparkle."
  753. >Trixie lets go of your hand and walks with slow dainty steps up to the girl.
  754. >You don't know how much she weighs, but you do know that you feel like you can stand up straight without her leaning against you.
  755. >She's close enough that she can look down on Twilight with just the slightest of bends.
  756. >"There you are Twilight."
  757. >Twilight looks up and her eyes go wide at the sight of Trixie.
  758. >Her friends also give momentary stunned expressions.
  759. >You're pretty sure Rainbow stopped blinking.
  760. >"Oh, uh... hey Trixie. How are you...?"
  761. >Trixie walks closer.
  762. >"Listen, I hope you didn't get the wrong idea yesterday. Trixie was simply trying to make sure you didn't have any ulterior motives. After all, Trixie had to spend all of yesterday stopping other girls from hitting on her boyfriend. They just couldn't help themselves with how cute and impressive he is. Trixie does hope you understand."
  763. >Twilight's so uncomfortable that she's looking at the ground.
  764. >"Yeah Trixie... it's no problem. Sorry for the misunderstanding..."
  765. >Trixie gives a smug 'Hmph' and makes her way back to you.
  766. >That wasn't exactly what you were hoping for.
  767. >Especially with how it sounded like Twilight was the one making the apology.
  768. >Wait!
  769. >Did Trixie just call you her boyfriend?!
  770. >Oh, this is not good.
  771. >You were ready to voluntary manslaughter after only a single date wit her.
  772. >There's no way you're actually going to be in a relationship with this bitch.
  773. >She was just trying to make Twilight jealous, right?
  774. >Right?!
  775. >This wasn't going according to plan at all.
  776. >Wait, the plan.
  777. >You almost forgot.
  778. >You didn't come all the way out here just to stare at whale tail.
  779. >Quickly you pull out your phone.
  780. >Starlight's already text you back.
  781. >Good, now maybe you can salvage this.
  782. >You open your messages.
  783. >'Can't go today my car's in the shop until next Wednesday.'
  784. >'Tell me what you want and I'll try to get it to you by Monday.'
  785. >You stare the the two texts as the world begins to melt away.
  786. >Her car's in the shop.
  787. >Your arms go limp.
  788. >You hadn't counted on that.
  789. >You hadn't counted on that at all.
  790. >You look and see that Trixie's currently talking with Rarity.
  791. >With how Rarity points at her own face so often it's not hard to guess that she's giving Trixie pointers on how to apply makeup.
  792. >You find and a tree to lean against.
  793. >You don't know how things fell apart this easily.
  794. >Maybe you should have planned better.
  795. >Maybe you should have had a back up plan.
  796. >Maybe you shouldn't base your schemes of revenge on forty year old anime.
  797. >"Hey Anon, didn't expect to see you here."
  798. >You look over to see Sunset.
  799. "Yeah, I didn't expect to be here myself."
  800. >You weren't much a party guy.
  801. >You preferred hanging out with small groups.
  802. >She hands you a bottle of water that you gladly take.
  803. >"So... you and Trixie huh?"
  804. "...Yeah."
  805. >"I didn't know you liked her that way."
  806. >You don't.
  807. >As a matter of fact you don't like anything that's happened since you took her out yesterday.
  808. >You just shrug.
  809. >She smiles patronizingly.
  810. >"Come on Anon, you don't have to play Mr. Cool with me. I saw the look on your face when you were walking up here with her. Save that for you're girlfriends over there."
  811. >She shakes her arm from her elbow as she uses her thumb to point to Trixie.
  812. >She's now standing on the pier talking with girls you didn't know, all the while making minor but discernible gesticulations with her hands.
  813. >That was Trixie alright.
  814. >"Besides, she seems to really like you."
  815. >You roll your eyes.
  816. "Yeah, I noticed."
  817. >"I'm not just talking about the way she's dressed. I mean it, she hasn't made a scene, or started a fight, or randomly demanded to be the center of attention since she got here. Hell, she even was nice to Twilight. I never thought I'd live to see that day."
  818. >Since you didn't go to things like this you didn't know she had a history of acting that way.
  819. >This doesn't surprised in the least though.
  820. >Besides you know she's just channeling her energy into torturing you personally.
  821. >"You should be proud."
  822. >Her smile becomes more playful as she nudges your side with her elbow.
  823. >"Not every guy can tame a female with as much wile as Trixie."
  824. >This bitch doesn't know the half of it.
  825. >You take a swig of water as you look out at Trixie making her way along the pier.
  826. >You didn't really notice the pink thigh high stockings she was wearing.
  827. >You begin to notice how they make her her legs look longer and your eyes follow them up to the thick elastic bands that hold them.
  828. >Your eyes keep on going taking in the naked skin of her thighs.
  829. >There was so much of those upper legs to take in with just how high the hemline set on her pale blue miniskirt.
  830. >Your gaze stays fixed as she walks a slow delicate pace.
  831. >With each step the skirt sways unnecessarily high and your heart skips a beat.
  832. >If she walked with her usual over the top sashay then you'd be seeing so much more that what you did before she got out of the car.
  833. >"Anon I think you've got something on your ear."
  834. >Before you can react Sunset reaches out and touches right were Trixie had serenaded you.
  835. >She pulls her finger close examining the material.
  836. >"Is this...lipstick?"
  837. >What's left of the water in your mouth spills out.
  838. "I-uh-uh-I."
  839. >Your face could evaporate the lake if you stuck you head in.
  840. >Sunset's face becomes more knowing, and her smile just a little more suggestive.
  841. >"Don't worry, your secret's safe with me."
  842. >She gives a coy wink and heads off to find someone else to talk to.
  843. >You are, thankfully, left to regain what little composure you still have left.
  844. >You feel your phone vibrate in your pocket.
  845. >You look and see that it's you dad calling you.
  846. >Guess you forgot to tell your parent you were going out.
  847. >You let it go to voicemail.
  848. >From the orange glow on the horizon you figure you probably have half an hour before it gets dark.
  849. >Might as well head home now.
  850. >You have no idea how Trixie will react.
  851. >You don't want to guess how Trixie is going to react.
  852. >Approaching her as she steps off the dock you point to the time on your phone.
  853. "We should go."
  854. >"OK, Trixie's accomplished what she needed to."
  855. >Retaking you hand she goes back to leaning on you all the way to the car.
  856. >She stays quick as you turn the key and star the drive home.
  857. >She just leans back in her seat, resting the back of her head on her stretched back hands.
  858. >The posture puts her body on full display.
  859. >You glace at it every other block.
  860. >When you see her house you park on the curb and put the car in park making sure not to look her in the eyes.
  861. >"See you at school tomorrow Anon."
  862. >She leans over yet again and slowly brings her lips to your cheek.
  863. >The stay there for a full sixty seconds.
  864. "See ya."
  865. >Your voice cracks unintentionally.
  866. >Trixie just giggles as she leaves the car.
  867. >You drive home feeling the waxy substance of Trixie's lipstick on your face the whole time.
  868. >When you arrive just as the last light of day is fading.
  869. >As you walk through the door you see your parents waiting in the living room.
  870. >Both stand to deliver the inevitable lecture.
  871. >However, once they see the bright stain on your cheek they exchange a delighted grin.
  872. >"Been out son?"
  873. >Your dad sounds absolutely delighted.
  874. "Yeah."
  875. >"And what's her name?"
  876. >Your mother is equally pleased.
  877. >You cover your face with your hands.
  878. "Trixie."
  879. >"Well just be sure to be home before sundown next time."
  880. >She turns and heads toward their bedroom.
  881. >Your father waits waits until she leaves before he delivers his own advise in a hushed tone.
  882. >"Just text me if you can't make it home until after dark."
  883. >He gives you a playful bump on the arm with his fist and then goes to follow your mother.
  884. >You groan as you pull your face down with your hands.
  885. >You didn't want them to find out.
  886. >And you definitely did not want to hear that.
  887. >You go up to your room and crash on your bed.
  888. >All you want to do is sleep.
  889. >Fucking Trixie.
  890. >She was all over the God damned place.
  891. >She was as consistent as a Yoshiyuki Tomino sequel.
  892. >She was... she was...
  893. >She was so fucking hot.
  894. >God damn, you never noticed before but she was just...
  895. >Umph!
  896. >You could barley keep your eyes off her.
  897. >You're so confused right now.
  898. >How can you find someone so consistently inconsistent in the ways she can be terrible so irresistible.
  899. >And that kiss.
  900. >All it took was some peck on the cheek to to turn you into a cowering virgin.
  901. >So what if you're still a virgin, you should be able to handle yourself better than that.
  902. >And why are you still thinking about her even now?
  903. >You don't actually like her.
  904. >Do you?
  905. >No, no of course not.
  906. >If genuinely liked every girl that turned you on then that would mean you would literally want to date Ms. Harshwhinny.
  907. >(You like that when she bent over her panty lines would push up against her skirt and highlight all that glorious thiccness.)
  908. >Of course you were taking that secret to your grave.
  909. >You feel your phone vibrate in your pocket and pull it out without thinking.
  910. >You see it's a message form Trixie.
  911. >Giving a deep sigh you go ahead and open it.
  912. >You just can't escape her can you.
  913. >Instantly you bold upright.
  914. >A single picture stares back at you.
  915. >In a selfie taken from a high angle Trixie stands giving a duck face with a provocative look in her eyes, all while wearing only her underwear.
  916. >The soft lavender of her lingerie covered in small baby blue stars and crescent moons.
  917. >From the angle of the photo Trixie's pushed up cleavage is on full display.
  918. >It also makes your vision flow naturally down her body, to her flat stomach, to the little patch of silk trimmed with satin that sits right between those bewitching thighs.
  919. >'For when you want to think about me, and only me' reads the message underneath the pic.
  920. >You should delete this.
  921. >Your thumb goes to the spot where the trash icon is.
  922. >You should really just delete this.
  923. >You finger shakes ever so slightly as it hovers over the button.
  924. >This could actually get you in serious trouble.
  925. >Before your mind can generate another though you download the image and store it in password protected folder.
  926. >You'll just keep there.
  927. >And never show anyone.
  928. >Or look at it.
  929. >It'll just be stored there on your phone so you always know where it is.
  930. >Not that you're going to view it ever again.
  931. >It's just important to have it in a safe location.
  932. >You collapse on your bed letting the events of the weekend wash over you.
  933. >Guess this means you Trixie's boyfriend after all.
  934. >Fuck.
  935. ***
  936. >You open your locker and start unloading your books from your bag.
  937. >It's lunch and you don't know if want to go to the cafeteria or just wait it out here in the hall.
  938. >You don't have any classes with Trixie, so lunch is the only time you see her at school.
  939. >Do you want to risk seeing her, or just go hungry the rest of the day?
  940. >Now that she thinks you're her boyfriend she'll no doubt expect you to sit with her.
  941. >You're really not looking forward to finding out how she's going to act today.
  942. >"Well well, how's it going there?"
  943. >You close your locker door only to find Zephyr Breeze casually leaning against his.
  944. >Oh great, this dumbass.
  945. >"I heard you and Trixie made quite the splash yesterday when you revealed you two are now dating."
  946. "Something like that."
  947. >You make sure to talk in simple sentences.
  948. >Saying anything Zephyr doesn't understand just means you have to waste time explaining it to him.
  949. >"Though, I'm told that wasn't the only thing that got revealed."
  950. >His smile grows and his eyes brows begin to rise.
  951. >He isn't have as clever as he thinks he is.
  952. >All he wants to hear about is the how much T&A Trixie showed off.
  953. >Or how far you got with her.
  954. >As if your going to tell this basic bitch what you do with your girlfriend in private.
  955. >Wait.
  956. >Trixie, you mean that you're not going to talk about what you do with Trixie in private.
  957. "Go to lunch Zephyr."
  958. >"Not one to kiss and tell eh, well I can respect that. After all it's important to be discreet when talking about a lady. I know I'd never say anything about all the time Rainbow and I spend together."
  959. "Of course not Zephyr, you drink deep from that cup of respect women juice."
  960. >As bad as Snips and Snail are when they go around acting like 'masters of seduction' there was something particularly insufferable about this transparent man bun tipping nice guy routine of Zephyr's.
  961. >There's also the part about how thinks he has a chance with Rainbow Dash that makes it especially cringe worthy.
  962. >"Like how she was over just last Friday to watch me work out in the home made gym I have in my garage. She says she was just there to get some study notes from my sisters, but I of course know better."
  963. >And now this beanpole was going to brag about working out.
  964. >Admittedly, being on the scrawny side yourself you can't give him too much crap for that.
  965. >"Yeah, nothing drives my lady crazy like the sight of ripped muscles."
  966. >He flexes his arm to show off all that skin and bone.
  967. "Yeah, that's why your lady was staring at Trixie the whole time she was at the lake."
  968. >"What can I say, Rainbow has a fine eye for the latest threads."
  969. >This dense motherfucker.
  970. >Either he's delusional, or he doesn't know that lesbians are a thing.
  971. >It's hard to say with Zephyr.
  972. >Well if your options were listening to this idiot or seeing what kind of crazy Trixie was in, guess you're choosing the latter.
  973. >You turn make your way to the cafeteria.
  974. >Upon arriving you see Trixie sitting at her usual table with Starlight.
  975. >Both girls are busy staring at their phones.
  976. >You take a deep breath and brace yourself.
  977. >Might as well get this over with.
  978. >You sit down and neither girl looks up.
  979. >After thirty seconds pass you finally breath out.
  980. >The noise does nothing to draw attention to yourself.
  981. >Trixie sits there scrolling away on her phone while she eats from a packet of off brand peanut butter crackers.
  982. >She shoves them in her mouth two at a time.
  983. >Your pretty sure she's just swallowing them whole without chewing.
  984. >Five minutes have passed and Trixie stays silent the whole time.
  985. >This... this isn't so bad.
  986. >Maybe this won't be so bad after all.
  987. >As long as Trixie never talks you might just be able to handle being her boyfriend.
  988. >Feeling emboldened you take your sandwich out of your bag and begin eating.
  989. >You look at Trixie's face while she's absorbed with whatever is on her phone.
  990. >Damn she's cute.
  991. >Not that you would ever tell her.
  992. >No that would just go to an already dangerously inflated ego.
  993. >The bell rings and the girls get up and start walking toward the hall, all the while keeping their eyes glued to their devices.
  994. >Alright, looks like you were worried over nothing.
  995. >"Oh Anon, come to my house after school today."
  996. >You haven't made it two steps out of the lunch room when Trixie makes her last minute demand not even bothering to look up at you.
  997. >"You're going to help me plan my routine for the talent show."
  998. >She walk away.
  999. >You lean over and let your head smack on the hallway wall.
  1000. "Damn it, so close."
  1001. >"What's got you so down?"
  1002. >Slowly you turn and look Starlight in the eye.
  1003. "Trixie. Trixie is why I'm so down."
  1004. >"Why? She told me things went really well with you two yesterday. She even said that you two are dating now."
  1005. "Did she mention the part where she made that decision without telling me? Or how about how she was practically dressed like a stripper?"
  1006. >Starlight smiles.
  1007. >"She didn't say anything about you complaining. As a matter of fact she told me that you couldn't keep your eyes off her the entire time."
  1008. >You move your vision to the wall, it's suddenly harder to look at her.
  1009. "That-that's not the point."
  1010. >"Uh-huh, sure it isn't. Just like how close you two got in your car, or that kiss you shared when you dropped her off aren't the point either."
  1011. >You can't bring yourself to look at Starlight's face to see if it matches her smug tone.
  1012. >Just what kind of exaggerated stories is Trixie telling this girl?
  1013. >"Well, you can just remember how much Trixie goes out of her way to impress you before you go abandoning her to flirt with other girls again."
  1014. "I didn't do that. If I could flirt with girls then I would've had a girlfriend well before you wanted me to ask Trixie out."
  1015. >"Well now Trixie's your girlfriend. And you would do well to remember everything she does for you when you start thinking about going to hit up someone else."
  1016. >Starlight starts to walk away.
  1017. >You grit your teeth.
  1018. >It's one thing to have to put up with Trixie's crap, but you're sure as hell not going to take it from Starlight.
  1019. >And now that you think about it you shouldn't be putting up with Trixie's crap in the first place.
  1020. "Hey!"
  1021. >Your tone causes Starlight to stop and turn.
  1022. "Listen here."
  1023. >You approach her slowly.
  1024. "I don't care what Trixie says, I have never tried to hit on a girl in my life. And I have every right to feel exhausted when the girl I'm dating goes from spending my money and ruining my clothes one day to practically grinding against me half naked!"
  1025. >Starlight just stands there looking stunned.
  1026. >You stare her down for a solid five seconds before marching off to your next class.
  1027. >That'll teach her for trying to look down on you for finding Trixie hot.
  1028. >Fuck, that really pisses you off.
  1029. >Of course your dick is going to get hard at a scantly clad girl.
  1030. >Hell, your dick gets hard for no reason some days.
  1031. >It has nothing to do with her round ass, or her firm breasts, or her flat supple stomach, or that stupidly kissable face of hers.
  1032. >You slowly take a book out of your bag and hold it in front of your lap.
  1033. >Maybe thinking about Trixie's body while at school wasn't the best idea.
  1034. >You didn't want to be walking around hiding your boner all day.
  1035. >When you get to the classroom you immediately sit in the first open desk you see.
  1036. >One that sits in the middle of the front row.
  1037. >You start to calm down.
  1038. >The less you think about Trixie in general the easier the rest of the day is going to be.
  1039. >Especially with how she wants you to go over to her house today.
  1040. >And she'll probably want to spend time with you in her room.
  1041. >At the idea of being alone with a girl in her room what was once starting to calm itself down begins to work itself back up again.
  1042. >You lean forward slightly to make sure nothing shows.
  1043. >You pull out a pencil and notebook.
  1044. >If you just focus on class you'll stop being horny.
  1045. >The bell rings and Miss Harshwhinny gets up from her desk and makes her way to the dry erase board at the front.
  1046. >Because she always leaves the formulas from the current lesson on the board she's forced to bend over to write on the lower half.
  1047. >She's also wearing her pencil skirt today.
  1048. >Which means you now literally have a front row seat to stare at the phatest ass in all of Canterlot High.
  1049. >You shut your eyes and try to think of something else.
  1050. >God dammit, was the universe conspiring to perpetually embarrassed you?
  1051. >You take several deep breathes and mental prep yourself.
  1052. >It can't be that bad.
  1053. >You open your eyes and immediately shut them again.
  1054. >Not only is Harshwhinny's ass stretching her dress to its the very limits, she's also got major cameltoe from the back.
  1055. >It's amazing you haven't made a hole in your desk yet.
  1056. >You concentrate on imagining yourself somewhere boring yet relaxing.
  1057. >The lake.
  1058. >The sunlight reflects on the water.
  1059. >The breeze blows gently on your face and through your hair.
  1060. >Trixie leans over and kisses your neck.
  1061. >Wait.
  1062. >That wasn't supposed to happen.
  1063. >The whole point of this stupid exercise is to not think sexual thoughts.
  1064. >You try again.
  1065. >You lie on your bed in your room.
  1066. >You reach for a comic book.
  1067. >Trixie hands you one as she leans down to wrap her arms around you and whisper sweetly in your ears.
  1068. >God dammit!
  1069. >Your going to have a fantasy without Trixie if it kills you.
  1070. >The bell interrupts your concentration.
  1071. >As the other students get up and hurry out of the room you stay put.
  1072. >It's best to wait until Hashwhinny goes back to her desk at the back of the room, that way she doesn't see anything you don't want her to.
  1073. >Once she gets there you slowly stand up with your bag placed in front of your lap as unawkwardly as possible.
  1074. >Slowly you start to move toward the door.
  1075. >"Was there a problem Mr. Anonymous?"
  1076. >Ms. Harshwhinny speaks without looking up from writing her next lesson.
  1077. >You freeze caught like a deer in the headlight, unsure if the on coming traffic will slow down to let you pass or if you should just bolt for it right now.
  1078. "Uh, no. I uh, just wanted to make sure I got the formulas from today's lesson written down correctly.
  1079. >She looks up and directly in your eyes.
  1080. >You pray to whatever cruel god is currently running your life that she doesn't look down.
  1081. >"You are a good student Mr. Anonymous, but you do not have to be so serious all the time. You are young, learn to relax and enjoy yourself. Take it from me, there will be plenty of time to waste being professional when you get to be an adult."
  1082. "OK. Uh, thanks."
  1083. >She gives a simple smile then goes back to writing.
  1084. >You take the chance and bolt out to the hallway as fast as you can without running.
  1085. >That was weird.
  1086. >Harshwhinny never says shit like that.
  1087. >Her M.O. was usually to give lectures to the class about how everybody needs to buckle down and understand how crucial their high school career is.
  1088. >"Dude."
  1089. >You jump a little out of surprise.
  1090. >There stands Flash Sentry next to his locker holding his fist out toward you.
  1091. >You bump it with a confused look on your face.
  1092. "Yeah?"
  1093. >"Come on dude, you know what."
  1094. >He grins and gives a thumbs up.
  1095. >"I could see dat ass all the way in the back row. I can only imagine how great the view was from your seat."
  1096. >As much as you've been blushing the last two days it's a wonder your face isn't permanently red by this point.
  1097. "Look, I don't know what you're talking about."
  1098. >You hope you sound a lot more convincing to Flash than you do to yourself.
  1099. >He shakes his head, but his grin remains.
  1100. >"Relax man, I'm not about to go telling Trixie. It's OK, just because you're on a diet does mean you can't look at the menu, right?"
  1101. "Yeah... I guess so."
  1102. >"So?"
  1103. >You cross your arms and look up and down the hall to make sure no one was there to hear you.
  1104. "OK, it was fucking awesome. But I never said that because you never asked."
  1105. >"My man."
  1106. >He hold out his hand and you give it a firm slap.
  1107. >You make your way to your next class with a little more confidence.
  1108. >You always thought Flash was just another braggy douche, turns out he may not be so bad after all.
  1109. >It's also nice to know your not the only guy who liked sneak a peak at a particular mature backside.
  1110. >The rest of the afternoon goes by relatively quickly.
  1111. >When you walk outside you see Trixie waiting by your car.
  1112. >You try your best not to worry.
  1113. >After all she wasn't that bad at lunch today.
  1114. >Somewhere in the back of your head the sound of a paint can being knocked over echoes.
  1115. >You unclench your teeth and go to unlock your car.
  1116. >"There you are."
  1117. >Because Trixie is still typing on her phone she's easy enough to ignore.
  1118. >Getting to Trixie's house is easy enough, if just a little longer to get to than your own.
  1119. >You both get out and start to walk to the door.
  1120. >No didn't really saw when you came to get her yesterday.
  1121. >It's smaller than you thought it would be.
  1122. >The paint also looks a little faded.
  1123. >Once she unlocks the door you enter to see a living room with wood paneling on the walls.
  1124. >It looks more than a little outdated.
  1125. >The pea green sofa and bubble screen T.V. don't help.
  1126. >She leads you past what had to be the only bathroom in the house to her room.
  1127. >To say it's small would be an understatement.
  1128. >Her queen sized mattress bed alone takes up a third of the room alone.
  1129. >There isn't even a closet, just one of those free standing storage organizers with some formal looking clothes hanging on the top rods.
  1130. >The more you look at it the more your not even sure if this is supposed to be a room.
  1131. >Trixie goes to the waist high dresser and shuffles through a stack of papers on top.
  1132. >You walk in a sit at the foot of the bed.
  1133. >On the wall hangs a large framed movie poster for 'The Wizard of Oz'.
  1134. >Trixie sits down next to you.
  1135. >"It's Trixie's favorite movie of all time."
  1136. >Well that explains her taste in musicals.
  1137. >"Here."
  1138. >She hands you a piece of paper.
  1139. "What is this?"
  1140. >"It's a list of things I need for the talent show."
  1141. "I thought you wanted me to help you figure out what you were going to do."
  1142. >"Oh, Trixie already knows what she's going to do. Trixie will be preforming the magic routine of a life time."
  1143. >You look at the list.
  1144. "A fog machine, a stretcher, a box large enough to fit a person in, a harness and rope set? Trixie I don't know where to find these things."
  1145. >"Be creative, Trixie has faith in you."
  1146. "No, Trixie I seriously cannot get these things."
  1147. >If you were ever going to tell Trixie 'no' now was obviously the time.
  1148. "Some of these things you can't even by. A trap door, that's something that you have to build into a stage. And a spotlight, Trixie the stage at school already has a spotlight."
  1149. >"It doesn't have the right color of light gel. Trixie looks her best in an alternating green and magenta."
  1150. "Can't you just sing, or play an instrument?"
  1151. >"Half the people in the show are already doing that kind of stuff."
  1152. "That's because it's easy."
  1153. >She stands up.
  1154. >"You just need a demonstration of Trixie's abilities to be convinced of how amazing her act will be. Let me get my costume."
  1155. >The mental image of Trixie in a white leotard with fishnet stockings and a tailcoat appears in your mind.
  1156. >You've seen enough of her body that it doesn't take much effort to picture her in such a skimpy ensemble.
  1157. >She reaches under the bed and pulls out a plastic container.
  1158. >From it she removes a wizard hat and cape.
  1159. >Gracefully she places the hat on and throws the cape over her shoulders in a twirl.
  1160. >"Ta-da! Doesn't it bring out the color of Trixie's eyes."
  1161. >The color and pattern of her costume reminds you too much of the lingerie she showed off.
  1162. >And if your being honest you would have rather seen her dressed like Zatanna.
  1163. >"Now then, pick a card."
  1164. >She pulls a full deck of cards from her pocket and frills them out in offering to you.
  1165. "Trixie I really don't want to-"
  1166. >"-Pick a card Anon."
  1167. >She pushes them closer to your face.
  1168. >It's always one thing after another.
  1169. >You stand up and pull one from the deck.
  1170. >The eight of clubs.
  1171. >"Now memorize your card and put it back in the deck."
  1172. >You place it back from where you took it.
  1173. >With practiced easy Trixie shuffles the deck.
  1174. >When finished she holds it out to you.
  1175. >You cut it.
  1176. >She takes the top card and holds it against her fore head.
  1177. >She stays like that for a few seconds and then flips the card and pushes it out to you.
  1178. >"Is this your card?"
  1179. >The ace of hearts.
  1180. >You stand there not sure what to do.
  1181. >Ordinarily you wouldn't have a problem telling her she was wrong, but she looked so confident when she was shuffling those cards.
  1182. >Even now she looks so certain of herself but somehow lacking in the arrogance that so usually came with it.
  1183. >Wait.
  1184. >Why are you all of a sudden feeling sympathy for this bitch?
  1185. >She nearly destroyed your boots and humiliated you in public.
  1186. >Fuck her.
  1187. "Wrong card."
  1188. >She drops the whole deck on the floor and covers her face with her arm.
  1189. >"Oh No! Trixie got such a simple trick so wrong, what ever shall she do now?"
  1190. >She slaps her hands to her face.
  1191. >"But wait! What's this, one last card is left!"
  1192. >She reaches out behind your ear and flips over the eight of clubs.
  1193. >What?
  1194. "That, was actually pretty good. I didn't even see you... how did you do that?"
  1195. >She flips the card to its backside and strikes one of her over the top poses.
  1196. >"One thing your going to learn is Trixie always has a trick up her sleeve Anon"
  1197. >She flips the card back over to reveal the ace of hearts.
  1198. >OK, Trixie is good at magic.
  1199. >You admit that she has impressed you.
  1200. >You take a step forward to take the card in order to examine it.
  1201. >However when you place your foot down it lands on the spilled deck of cards.
  1202. >As your foot kicks back from a lack of traction you grap the closest thing you can for balance.
  1203. >What you grab is unfortunately not strong enough to stop you fall and goes down with you.
  1204. >You eyes close automatically before impact.
  1205. >The mattress groans from your contact and you hear a small 'oof'.
  1206. >It's softer and warmer than a bed should be.
  1207. >You open your eyes to see Trixie's staring back at you.
  1208. >You feel her body compressed beneath yours.
  1209. >Even with clothes on its smoothness causes it to meld with yours.
  1210. "...I..."
  1211. >There are no words you are able to say.
  1212. >Literally none.
  1213. >Trixie slowly smirks and locks her gaze with yours.
  1214. >"I see that the lusty and irresistible Trixie was too much for you."
  1215. >Try as you might you can't seem to look away from Trixie's eyes.
  1216. >The way the tint of gray set the iris's into a smooth wheel of byzantium to orchid was utterly hypnotic.
  1217. >"Well since your being so forceful she just can't refuse."
  1218. >She wraps her arms around your neck and pulls you into her lips.
  1219. >Their creamy texture ran like silk against yours.
  1220. >Her breast squeeze against your chest.
  1221. >You swear you can feel two swelling knots brushing against your shirt.
  1222. >Soon her hot breath tells you to open your mouth.
  1223. >You close your eyes to try and concentrate.
  1224. >As you part your lips you feel her breath fill your lungs.
  1225. >A steady rhythm of breathing in and out forms as you both share a single breath.
  1226. >You feel her legs rise and encircle your waist.
  1227. >Your crotch is grinding against hers.
  1228. >Your hands grip her comforter tighter and tighter.
  1229. >Her tongue starts to run up and down yours.
  1230. >"Trixie What Hell Is Going On Here!"
  1231. >You look over to see what is clearly Trixie's mother standing in the doorway.
  1232. >Damn, does she look pissed.
  1233.  
  1234. >You freeze.
  1235. >Pure death stares from those eyes.
  1236. >It feels like enough time for it to be three days passes.
  1237. >Trixie's mom takes a single step into her room.
  1238. >"Trixie Lulamoon you get out from underneath that boy right now."
  1239. >Her mouth moves but her teeth stay clenched.
  1240. >Her voice is barley above a whisper but echos through out the room like a roar.
  1241. >You try to lift yourself up but Trixie's grip proves too strong and you barley move up by an inch.
  1242. >Although it may just be that you're a ninety pound weakling that can be overpowered by a girl.
  1243. >"What's the matter, upset that I'm the only one able get a man in bed?"
  1244. >Hellfire exhales from the nostrils of the woman staring her daughter down.
  1245. >Huh, you never took Trixie for the suicidal type.
  1246. >You might actually miss her.
  1247. >In one swift motion Trixie's mother closes the distance between herself and the bed then reaches out and grabs you by the back of the collar of your t-shirt effortlessly ripping you from Trixie's grip.
  1248. >"Hey! Give him back right now!"
  1249. >You feet dangle several inches off the ground as you're suspended in air by Trixie's mom.
  1250. >"You listen here little missy, I'll be buried six feet in the cold ground before I let your irresponsible ass get pregnant. I don't care if I have to get a chain and lock, I'm gonna make sure those fucking legs stay closed."
  1251. >Sitting up Trixie tosses her hair back and gives one of her superior little 'hmph' sounds.
  1252. >"Well if anyone is an expert at keeping men away it's certainly you."
  1253. >You feel the grip on your collar tighten.
  1254. >Maybe you should say something before you become a witness to, or a blunt instrument in an attempted murder.
  1255. "Look Mrs. Lulamoon, nothing was going on between Trixie and I."
  1256. >Her eyes snap over directly into yours.
  1257. >You imagine this what it's like having double barrels aimed at your face.
  1258. >Suddenly the room is filled with the snickering sound of a girlish giggle.
  1259. >You look at Trixie as she starts to hold her sides from laughing.
  1260. >So this is what madness looks like.
  1261. >She then points at your body.
  1262. >Your eyes follow her finger to what is a very obvious part of your anatomy sticking straight out.
  1263. >Your panic goes into over time as you try to find something to grab so you can cover the tent you are currently pitching in you jeans.
  1264. >Without you realizing it Trixie's mother makes four simple steps to the window.
  1265. >In a single motion she opens the window and pivots her hips back and then forward as she hurls your body outside.
  1266. >The world flies by in blur.
  1267. >The ground collides with your body in an impromptu smack.
  1268. >Landing on top of Trixie felt a lot better.
  1269. >You stand up and feel a single stabbing ache right above your hips.
  1270. >You can hear Trixie and her mother in a shouting match.
  1271. >Maybe you should go back inside and try to help calm things down.
  1272. >Before you can make a move Trixie's mother appears in the window brandishing the arm she just used to chuck you single handed to where you are now.
  1273. >"Leave!"
  1274. >Without out a thought you turn around and go to your car.
  1275. >That was... something you should probably just not think about.
  1276. >Upon reaching home you check your phone.
  1277. >It was just about dinner time.
  1278. >Good, a home cooked meal would take your mind off of what just happened.
  1279. >As you open the door the savory almost copper like smell of beef hits you.
  1280. >Your father puts the paper down and looks up from his seat at the dinner table.
  1281. >"Welcome home. It's unusual for you to get in this late on a Monday."
  1282. >You weren't part of any sports teams or clubs and Friday's you occasionally went the nerd shop downtown until midnight.
  1283. "Yeah, I was with Trixie this afternoon."
  1284. >He just smiles.
  1285. >You mother takes a large pot off the stove and set's in on the table.
  1286. >"Oh really, what were you two up to?"
  1287. "I was helping her prep for the school talent show."
  1288. >It was true enough.
  1289. >Your mom prepares a plate and places it in front of your seat.
  1290. >"That's nice. Did you get a chance to meet her mother? Spectacle is such a sweet woman, every time I go to the plant nursery she always takes the time to make sure I so well taken care of."
  1291. >Sweat begins to form on your brow as you sit down.
  1292. "You could say that I ran into her. Though we didn't exactly talk much."
  1293. >"You really should invite Trixie over for dinner one of these nights."
  1294. "Yeah, I'll do that..."
  1295. >You look down at your plate to see several slices of beef sitting next to a large chopped dumbling all covered in a creamy sauce.
  1296. "What is this?"
  1297. >Your father places his napkin on his lap and grabs a fork.
  1298. >"It's svetch-kova. It's a Czech dish, regularly eaten in the capital. Your mother and I though we'd give it a try to tonight."
  1299. >Ever since 'Global Travels' aired on the Food Channel your parents insist on eating dish from another country once a week.
  1300. >It's annoying but harmless.
  1301. >You take a bite.
  1302. >It's not bad, the savory flavor of the beef is smoothed out nicely a combination of onion and carrot in the sour cream like sauce.
  1303. >You take a couple more bites and feel full.
  1304. >Guess you weren't as hungry as you thought you were.
  1305. >And after what happened at Trixie's house you've had enough of a Prague experience for one day.
  1306. >Your parents make small talk about their day while you pick at your food.
  1307. >After sometime you excuse yourself and head to your room.
  1308. >You crash on your bed.
  1309. >You really should do some homework, but after the craziness you've been through your brain feels like mush.
  1310. >Shit just keeps getting more and more ludicrous with Trixie.
  1311. >You really should be worried about your mother finding out what happened now that you know she talks to Trixie's mom sometimes.
  1312. >But really the worst she's gonna do is just give you a stern talking to about sex.
  1313. >Compared to defenestration a lecture just isn't that scary.
  1314. >Maybe tomorrow things will be more normal.
  1315. >You close your eyes and let the world fade away.
  1316. >Maybe.
  1317. ***
  1318. >School so far has been uneventful.
  1319. >Ordinarily you'd be bored out of your mind.
  1320. >But after yesterday it's a nice change of pace.
  1321. >Yep, same old school.
  1322. >Mostly.
  1323. >Nothing has occurred, per se.
  1324. >But you can't help feeling that you're being watch.
  1325. >Like there's someone always looking at you.
  1326. >It's not so much annoying as it is perturbing.
  1327. >You unload your bag in your locker while grabbing your lunch bag.
  1328. >"Well, well, well."
  1329. >Fucking Zephyr.
  1330. >You shut your locker and see his stupid face grinning from ear to ear.
  1331. >"I gotta say man, you are a total inspiration."
  1332. >What the fuck is he on about this time.
  1333. >You ignore him as you make your way to the cafeteria.
  1334. >You hear him continuing to talk to your back.
  1335. >"A true romantic, you knew just when the moment was perfect."
  1336. >You keep walking, best just to not indulge him.
  1337. >Before you're completely out of ear shot you hear him give an airy sigh and speak softly to himself.
  1338. >"I can't wait to experience a moment in time like that."
  1339. >Fucking weirdo.
  1340. >As you continue on down the hall you pass by Sunset talking with Twilight.
  1341. >She looks up from her conversation and gives you a knowing smile and a wink while she takes a 'shot' at you from a finger gun.
  1342. >Twilight does her best to look anywhere but at you.
  1343. >Huh?
  1344. >You're not sure what that was about.
  1345. >Passing by some students at their lockers you notice that they instantly stop talking when you come into sight and immediate start to speak in hushed whispers as soon as you pass by.
  1346. >OK, something is going on here.
  1347. >You don't know what, but you're going to get to the bottom of this if it takes you all day.
  1348. >"Anon, you are the man."
  1349. >Flash comes out of nowhere and slaps you proudly on the shoulder.
  1350. >"Way to lose that V card. And by throwing her on the bed and jumping right on top of her, fucking pogchamp move."
  1351. >He gives you one more solid whack before rushing off to lunch.
  1352. >You feel your face contort into the deepest frown it's capable of.
  1353. >Well, mystery solved.
  1354. >And you can take an educated guess as to who's the one telling everyone this not true version of the story.
  1355. >You get to the cafeteria and see the wool cap wearing blather mouth that ruined your life.
  1356. >You sit down next to her and cross your arms.
  1357. "Hey."
  1358. >She just stares ahead eating the food off her tray.
  1359. "You want to tell me why everyone thinks Trixie I had sex."
  1360. >She sits down her fork and slowly looks over to you.
  1361. >"Are you capable of talking rationally? Because every time we talk about Trixie you always get defensive about the fact you like her."
  1362. >You slam you fist against the table.
  1363. "I do not get defensive about liking Trixie!"
  1364. >You say the words as forceful as you can in a whisper.
  1365. >Starlight just rest her chin in the palm of her hand.
  1366. >"Really?"
  1367. "Look."
  1368. >You try to sound as forceful as possible while keeping your voice low so as not to cause a scene.
  1369. "This issue here is not whether or not I like Trixie. This issue is that you went around telling people something that isn't true. Do you really think I wouldn't be mad at someone spreading rumors about me?"
  1370. >Starlight keeps her posture.
  1371. >"I didn't spread any rumor. I didn't say anything that wasn't true."
  1372. >You bite your tongue and suppress the urge to flip the table.
  1373. "You told people we had sex. We didn't."
  1374. >"Trixie said you did."
  1375. >You're very close to strangling someone at this point.
  1376. "She's wrong. We didn't."
  1377. >"I don't believe you, I think you're just embarrassed that you like Trixie."
  1378. "Starlight, we didn't have sex. I went to her house and she did a magic trick for me and I went to look a the card in her hand but I tripped and fell and she fell with me and I just so happened to land on top of her on her bed and then we kind of kissed and then her mom came in and found us and then I got thrown me out the window."
  1379. >There's a brief pause before Starlight goes back to eating her food.
  1380. >"Anon if you're going to make up excuses at least try to make them sound believable."
  1381. >Your head crashes against the table.
  1382. >Maybe you should just give up.
  1383. >"I really don't see what your so upset about. You had sex with a hot girl, isn't that every teenage boy's dream? And now everyone at school thinks you're cool, sounds like a win-win to me."
  1384. >You find the strength to at least lift you head up just enough so that your chin is now resting on the edge of the table.
  1385. "The point of having sex is that you get to put your dick in a bitch, not having people like you. And I didn't even get to do that."
  1386. >Starlight just keeps eating.
  1387. "At least tell me why you told everybody."
  1388. >"I didn't tell anybody. Trixie told me last night that you two had sex via text, when I got to school she starting bragging to other girls."
  1389. >Fucking rumor mill bitches.
  1390. >"Speaking of which, I'd watch out if I were you. Trixie found out something about you that got her really mad."
  1391. "Huh?"
  1392. >"I know Trixie can seem like the jealous type but when her boyfriend goes around ogling women in public I think her anger is well justified. She was so upset I had to go home and get her something important to help calm her down, it almost made me late."
  1393. >She turns her head slightly to signal that the conversation is over.
  1394. >You wished you lived in a world where teenagers were forced to pilot giant robots to solve geopolitical conflicts.
  1395. >That would be a world you could actually make sense of.
  1396. >But this life, this was giving you an aneurysm.
  1397. >You're really not sure why this is happening to you.
  1398. >Was it because you were letting it happen?
  1399. >Maybe if you actually stand up for yourself for once you could avoid this shit.
  1400. >You stand up and feel your shoulders go back as your chest sticks out.
  1401. >That's it, you're going to spot reacting to things and start taking some initiative.
  1402. >Starting with finding Trixie and telling her how she's going to go tell people the truth.
  1403. >At that moment Trixie stomps through the lunch room doors and grabs you by the wrist.
  1404. >"Come with me now!"
  1405. >And with a single touch you feel your spine disintegrate.
  1406. >So much for manning up.
  1407. >Trixie drags you through the hallway, out the side door, across the grass to the athletic field and right under the bleachers.
  1408. >She turns and stares you down within a fraction of your face.
  1409. >"You will not look at another woman!"
  1410. "I didn't."
  1411. >"I heard all about how you were leering at Ms. Harshwhinny's ass yesterday. You are Trixie's boyfriend, Anon! Trixie's, and not anybody else's! I don't want you looking at another girl, I don't want you flirting with another girl, I don't want you thinking about another girl. You can only do those things with me!"
  1412. >You have never seen Trixie this angry before.
  1413. >Even the time at the mall pales in comparison.
  1414. >Her pupils are dilated to minuscule points and her balled up fist are shaking.
  1415. >You actually should do something before Trixie does something reckless.
  1416. "Trixie listen I can explain. But first you need to calm down."
  1417. >She shoves your shoulders causing you to take a few steps back to avoid a fall.
  1418. >"There's nothing to explain. You are Trixie's and Trixie's alone. I'm not going to be a failure of a woman and lose you. You want to stare at ass, then stare at Trixie's voluptuous and erotic ass.
  1419. >And with Trixie turns around and bends over flipping up her skirt.
  1420. >Two glorious mounds of round flesh spill out into the fresh air.
  1421. >Fair pale skin that starts so narrow at the waist only to curve smoothly out and down in an broad heart shape.
  1422. >And There right in between where flesh over abundantly covers the tops of her thighs sits a small patch of leopard print stretchy material that ends an elastic band.
  1423. >Your eyes follow that band up to a small indent of flesh colored wrinkled skin.
  1424. >You nearly rip off your pants then and there.
  1425. >Trixie's anus is bare save for a thin line.
  1426. >Like a minuscule censor bar in a doujin it technically conceals but in all practicality is useless.
  1427. >After burning that picture into your memory you finally let your eyes continue to follow the elastic band to where it meats a second horizontal band in a 'T' shape.
  1428. >No triangular patch of fabric this time.
  1429. >This is too fucking much.
  1430. >You swear to God your gonna smack dat ass.
  1431. >You hear only your thundering heart beat and ragged breathing.
  1432. >Wait.
  1433. >That's not your breath.
  1434. >You take your hovering hands with their kneading fingers and put them straight at your side.
  1435. >Listening instead of looking you hear Trixie's fragmented breaths.
  1436. >Is she scared?
  1437. "Trixie."
  1438. >You hear your voice and hope it sounds gentle for someone that was just about ready to play the bongos on this girls behind.
  1439. "What's wrong?"
  1440. >She lets her skirt fall.
  1441. "Look, something is obviously upsetting you and I want to know what it is."
  1442. >Slowly she straightens up but keeps her back turned.
  1443. >"You don't like me anymore."
  1444. >Her voice is quiet and small.
  1445. >"You looked at Harshwhinny because you don't find me attractive. And you won't even touch me so I know I don't please you."
  1446. "Trixie that's not true."
  1447. >You look down to see that once again the fabric of your jeans was incapable of preventing your compass from pointing north.
  1448. "I find you very attractive, believe me."
  1449. >"No you don't. You're a man, and that means when you get bored of me you'll go find someone else and leave me all alone."
  1450. >You reach out and place a hand on her shoulder.
  1451. >"I don't want to be like my mom, alone and used up. I want people to like me, I want someone to love me. ...I'll never get that if I don't show them how great I am."
  1452. >You spin her around.
  1453. >You see her face twisted from all the feelings she let out and streaked with tears.
  1454. >You feel like lighting strikes through your chest.
  1455. >You heart explodes and the pain shoots everywhere in your body at once.
  1456. >Without thinking you pull her close and wrap your arms around her.
  1457. "You're already great to me."
  1458. >She squeezes her arms around your torso and presses her face on your shoulder.
  1459. >You feel tears and snot through the fabric of your shirt.
  1460. >You're not angry like you were at the theater.
  1461. >If anything you feel ashamed of how petty you were for getting angry at something as stupid stains on clothes.
  1462. >You stand there holding Trixie.
  1463. >The world doesn't move.
  1464. >You don't want it to.
  1465. >"Your dick is making hugging you uncomfortable."
  1466. >You feel a familiar heat in your face as you pull back.
  1467. "I uh, I did say that I find you attractive, heh heh."
  1468. >Trixie grabs the bottom of your shirt and wipes her face.
  1469. >"Looking at my ass really got you this hard?"
  1470. "Well, I mean, I did see your butthole."
  1471. >Trixie looks at you blankly.
  1472. >Slowly she give a small smile.
  1473. >"I didn't know you like that kind of stuff Anon. I'll have to make sure it's ready for use next time you come over to my house."
  1474. >You feel a twitch in your pants and the sensation of rough denim almost makes you cum right there.
  1475. >Wait, shouldn't you have regular sex before you do anal?
  1476. >And you're defiantly not setting foot in Trixie's house again.
  1477. >She leans her face close to your ear.
  1478. >"Do you want to know a secret. I didn't plan on showing off my back door. These aren't my panties, They're Starlight's, and honestly they're really tight. I had her go get them for me since my mom took all my sexy clothes because she doesn't want me dress like a quote 'jaibait hooker'.
  1479. >You honestly don't know why that turns you on.
  1480. >You honestly don't want to know why that turns you on.
  1481. >Trixie lets your shirt fall but keeps her hands on the bottom hem.
  1482. >She hasn't taken her eyes off your bulge since she looked at it.
  1483. >"Do you want Trixie to take care of you."
  1484. "Huh?"
  1485. >She bites her bottom lip.
  1486. >"Well Trixie was the one that got you so worked up, it's only fair if she helps you relax."
  1487. >"Hey!"
  1488. >You practically jump out of your skin as you hear Starlight shout from across the field behind you.
  1489. >"The bell just rang you two are gonna be late!"
  1490. >Trixie's iron grip once again snares your wrist as your dragged off from under the bleachers back to the hallway in the blink of an eye.
  1491. >Once inside Trixie dashes off down the corridor.
  1492. >You watch her run, secretly hoping to catch one last peek of that ghetto ass.
  1493. >You sigh when she turns a corner, no such luck.
  1494. >Best get back to your class.
  1495. >Shit.
  1496. >It's AP Calc. with Harshwhinny.
  1497. >And she's a real ogre on tardiness.
  1498. >As quickly as you can you rush to your locker and grab you bag shoving every book you see into it.
  1499. >No time to see which one is which.
  1500. >Holding the bag in front of your lap to hide your remaining chub you book it to the classroom.
  1501. >You open the door and every eye in the room instantly turns to you.
  1502. >You stand there sweaty and panting as some students smirk while others whisper to their neighbor.
  1503. >Harshwhinny raises a single eyebrow from her resting bitch face.
  1504. "Sorry."
  1505. >After your lame statement you grab a seat in the back row.
  1506. >"Now then, as I was saying-"
  1507. >Harshwhinny goes back to her lecture as the class goes back to taking notes.
  1508. >Slowly a small piece of paper slides into your view.
  1509. >You flip it over to read its message.
  1510. >'Bro, you're a fucking legend.'
  1511. >You turn and see Flash giving a thumbs up with look of pride that could rival Kamina's.
  1512. >You just dig out some loose paper and start taking notes.
  1513. >After only jotting down a few equations the bell rings.
  1514. >You must of got here later than you thought.
  1515. >You take your time packing up, you want to avoid the crowd.
  1516. >"Mr. Anonymous."
  1517. >You look up and see Ms. Harshwhinny standing in front of your seat.
  1518. >Shit.
  1519. >Here comes detention.
  1520. >"Given your grades I thought you were a rather diligent student, I however had no idea that you were instead a young man of extremes."
  1521. "I don't understand?"
  1522. >"I am not contradicting my advice to you to enjoy life, however I am clarifying that you should not go indulging in public debauchery. Do you understand now?"
  1523. "Uh, yes."
  1524. >You have no idea what she's talking about.
  1525. >"Good. You can go now Mr. Anonymous, just don't be late again."
  1526. "Right."
  1527. >You take your chance and leave before she changes her mind.
  1528. >You're no more than a foot from the door when Flash jumps in front of you.
  1529. >What does he expect now?
  1530. >"Dude, you've got to tell me everything that just happened."
  1531. >You feel a hand firmly place itself on your shoulder.
  1532. >"How about you come to my office and tell me all about what happened instead?"
  1533. >From your peripheral vision towers principal Celestia.
  1534. >Flash snaps his fingers in a jaunty rhythm as he beats a hasty retreat.
  1535. >"See ya later Anon."
  1536. >Coward.
  1537. >Not that you blame him.
  1538. >You just move your head and look up into the least threatening smile you've seen in days.
  1539. >You already know this is going to suck.
  1540. >Celestia leads through the school to the front workstation.
  1541. >Once in her office Celestia gestures for you to take a seat in the chair in front of desk.
  1542. >She sits down and begins with her reasonable but no-nonsense tone.
  1543. >"It's come to my attention that you and Trixie were engaged in some questionable behavior out on the athletic field this afternoon."
  1544. "Principal Celestia, Trixie and I were just-"
  1545. >Celestia holds up a hand and your mouth snaps shut.
  1546. >Damn, this bitch radiates authority.
  1547. >Maybe it's the height.
  1548. >"Several students saw you both leave the cafeteria and some of the teacher saw you both running down the halls rather disheveled after the lunch bell had rang. You may not believe this but I was once your age, and I know what it's like to be young and full of hormones. That's why I don't have a problem with students holding hands, or hugging, or even the occasional kiss. What I cannot tolerate is activities of a sexual nature."
  1549. "We weren't-"
  1550. >Once again the simple act of a hand raising prevents you from defending yourself.
  1551. >"Now you're a very bright student Anon, so I'm going to let you off with a warning. If however I find out you and Trixie are trying to have relations on campus again I'll have no choice but involve your parents."
  1552. "We just talked. All we did was talk, whatever you heard is just rumors. Wild, baseless, rumors."
  1553. >"Ordinarily I'd be inclined to agree, but after rumors of two girls caught in a compromising position under the bleachers being filmed turned out to be true, I have no choice but to take certain allegations seriously."
  1554. >Fucking Rainbow Dash.
  1555. >"I've already told Trixie the same thing, and I've let her know that I'll bring in her mother if I have to."
  1556. >The muscles in your lower back begin to twist sharply.
  1557. "I understand. It won't happen again Principal Celestia."
  1558. >"I'm glad to hear it."
  1559. >She gives a rather stately smile.
  1560. >You mind is full of images of Trixie's mom preforming a backbreaker on you from the top of the bleachers.
  1561. >She gestures that you're free to go.
  1562. >You get up and walk to the exit.
  1563. >As you walk out the door you hear the principal say in a gentle voice.
  1564. >"Just keep it PG."
  1565. "Yeah."
  1566. >Before you can close the door completely you hear another voice come from Celestia's office.
  1567. >Through the almost inch long opening you Vicepricipal Luna's naturally loud voice carries.
  1568. >"Why did you let them go with a warning? You know they were having sex on campus."
  1569. >"Of course I know, that boy's as guilty as the day is long. And Trixie acted like she deserved a medal for the accomplishment. The problem is I don't have any proof, and it doesn't matter how true something is, if I go around accusing students of something I don't have proof of it only causes trouble for the school."
  1570. >"In other words, parents are always so unwilling to believe their children would be so brazen.
  1571. >"Exactly."
  1572. >You don't even bother to finish latching the door you just walk out of the office and hear the final bell of the day ring.
  1573. >After Calc. is a brief study hall so you really didn't miss much.
  1574. >You walk out of the double door entrance and toward your car.
  1575. >At the very least you can get out of school without having to deal with a crowd.
  1576. >You get to your car and see Sunset unlocking the door to the car parked next to yours.
  1577. >She looks up with a smirk.
  1578. >"They didn't go to hard on you did they?"
  1579. "Do rumors spread that fucking fast, or do I just have a camera permanently attached to my ass."
  1580. >"Flash told Twilight how you called to the principal's office and texted it to me."
  1581. "Fucking technology."
  1582. >"Ah come on, just go over to Trixie's and you'll forget all about it."
  1583. "I think instead I'll go home and just never leave my room again."
  1584. >"What's the matter, need some time to recharge after lunch stud?"
  1585. >You sigh and let your hands pull down the skin of your face.
  1586. "Would you believe me if I said that we were just talking."
  1587. >Sunset just laughs and shakes her head.
  1588. >"That's the same excuse Rainbow Dash gives."
  1589. "Of course it is."
  1590. >"Hey Trixie told me she wanted you to wait and drive her home."
  1591. "Tell you what Sunset, you pretend you didn't see me and I'll pretend that I didn't hear that."
  1592. >With that you get in your car and start the drive home.
  1593. >You'll think of an excuse to tell Trixie tomorrow.
  1594. >Or never.
  1595. >You weren't joking about never wanting leaving your room.
  1596. ***
  1597. >You go over your metal script as you make your way to lunch.
  1598. >You know what your going to say to Trixie.
  1599. >As you walk down the hall you remember the key moment that lead you to this course of action.
  1600. >After getting home yesterday you crashed immediately.
  1601. >You only got up when your parents came to tell you dinner was ready.
  1602. >You barely ate and when you got back to your room you once again fell asleep.
  1603. >Then in the middle of a distant and disjointed dream that you can't remember you woke up and checked the clock.
  1604. >It was 11:42 and you cursed yourself for forgetting the homework you had due the next day.
  1605. >When you checked your phone you saw you had a message from Trixie.
  1606. >Apparently it had been sent while you were in Celestia's office.
  1607. >Opening it you are greeted to a picture of Trixie leaning up against a bathroom stall door, her back arched and her waist pushed out.
  1608. >She stands there wearing only her t-shirt and the same pair of overly tight panties she borrowed from Starlight.
  1609. >No usual hoodie, no skirt.
  1610. >She looks over her shoulder with a delicious smile and a deviant look in her eye.
  1611. >'The only ass you'll ever need' reads the caption below.
  1612. >The arch of her back and the angle of the camera put her clearly visible anus in center frame.
  1613. >As soon as you saw it you felt blood flow all over your body.
  1614. >The back of your head had an oddly pleasant tingling sensation.
  1615. >You stared at her plump ass for you don't know how long.
  1616. >Then with a blank mind you dropped your pants and ran your hand up and down your dick.
  1617. >You rubbed fast and squeezed hard while you imagined grabbing that slender waist and thrusting away while glaring down those disgustingly sensuous eyes.
  1618. >When you finished you let the arm fall and wiped the sweat from your brow.
  1619. >Then as you dragged your forearm across your head you saw the picture on you phone inches away from your eyes.
  1620. >And again you were back to pleasuring your self to Trixie's image.
  1621. >And again after that, and again once more.
  1622. >Before you passed out in a puddle of your own sweat with a hand covered in cum you saw the clock read 12:58.
  1623. >At the sound of your alarm your eyes snapped open and you knew instantly what you must do.
  1624. >You need to breakup with Trixie.
  1625. >So here you are reciting to yourself the script you wrote down in your World Lit. class.
  1626. >You concentrate with all your might on what you have prepared to say.
  1627. >To give even a fraction of a though on how Trixie might react would undoubtedly cause you to give up.
  1628. >You had to break up with her.
  1629. >Four days of dating her and you already felt the whiplash of the emotional roller coaster your life had become.
  1630. >And it would only get worse as you go along.
  1631. >You could feel the ominous truth of it sink into your bones.
  1632. >You were a rook on your opponents field with a queen staring you down.
  1633. >The only way to survive was to escape as soon as possible.
  1634. >You walk into the cafeteria and sit down.
  1635. >Starlight looks up from her phone.
  1636. >"You alright Anon? You look really pale."
  1637. "I'll be better after lunch."
  1638. >"Well, OK. Just as long as you learned your lesson yesterday."
  1639. "Oh, I learned my lesson. And that's why I'm breaking up with Trixie today."
  1640. >Starlight freezes and her phone drops from her hands.
  1641. >"What."
  1642. >You simply look over and give her a single solemn nod.
  1643. >"No. No, no, no. You can't do that."
  1644. >The panic begins to rise in her voice.
  1645. >She looks around desperately trying to think of something.
  1646. "Starlight, I can't do this anymore. Trixie is... she's too much. I can't handle it. The public parading, the mood swings, the sexual teasing. I could've gotten expelled from school, and I'm pretty sure her mother was willing to beat me half to death."
  1647. >Starlight grabs the front of your shirt as she shakes you back and forth.
  1648. >"Anon, please, don't do this. I'll do whatever you want. I'll give you double what you ask for, just please don't do this."
  1649. >You place your hands on hers and gently put them in her lap.
  1650. "Starlight, I've made my decision."
  1651. >Tears are starting well up beneath her eyelids.
  1652. >Suddenly a pair of arms wrap around your chest.
  1653. >"Oh Anon, guess what surprise Trixie has in store for you."
  1654. >You feel the weight of her head rest on your shoulder as a small empty box is dropped into your open palm.
  1655. >'Saline enema' it reads.
  1656. >Trixie's arms slide around your torso as she moves to take a seat in your lap.
  1657. >"Trixie just finished taking it, and when we go to my house after school today..."
  1658. >She reaches into her hoodie pocket and pulls out a sixteen ounce bottle of silicone lube.
  1659. >There's a dull pleasurable ache in crotch.
  1660. >You take her and in yours and slowly lower the bottle hiding it between the two of you.
  1661. >No sense getting in more trouble than you already are.
  1662. "Trixie."
  1663. >You keep your voice calm.
  1664. "I'm not going over to your house."
  1665. >She pulls her head back clearly taken aback.
  1666. >"Why not?"
  1667. >This is where you need to be strong Anon.
  1668. "Because..."
  1669. >She stares you down.
  1670. >"Because?"
  1671. >Head tilts back and her lips begin to pull back tightly.
  1672. >This is going to be bad.
  1673. >You hands start to shake.
  1674. >Come on Anon, you can do this.
  1675. >It's like ripping a band-aid off, you just to do it quick.
  1676. "Because-"
  1677. >A hand slaps the table.
  1678. >"Because he's going shopping for a present for your birthday."
  1679. >You both turn to look at Starlight.
  1680. >"Sorry to ruin the surprise for you Trixie, but let's be honest Anon is no good at keeping things hidden. I mean just look at him, he was gonna crack any second."
  1681. >Trixie turns back to you her face once again a full of playfulness.
  1682. >"Anon you charmer. You knew that Trixie's birthday was the day after the talent contest didn't you."
  1683. >You don't speak a word.
  1684. >In your head flashes the image of a castle set ablaze as the outer gates are battered open and an armored warrior with a violet cape points her sword forward in a gesture of victory and a signal to charge.
  1685. >"Well since you won't be coming over today I guess that means it's OK for Trixie to have lunch after all."
  1686. >With that she pockets the bottle of lube and makes her way up to the lunch line.
  1687. >You don't even feel mad.
  1688. >You're too empty to feel mad.
  1689. "Why?"
  1690. >Starlight only looks at the table.
  1691. >"You don't understand how much this means to Trixie. How much having you as a boyfriend makes her happy."
  1692. "But why does it mean so much to you?"
  1693. >"Because she's my only friend. I only ever had one friend in my whole like and then he transferred Crystal Prep Academy. He promised he'd keep in touch, but he's never so much as sent me a text since he changed schools. No one at my old school would do anything with me, they talk to me or even so much as look at me. That's why my parents transferred me, so that I would be some place I could actually socialize. Then on my first day Trixie came up and talked to me. I was so happy. Do you know what it feels like have no one talk to you for almost a whole year?"
  1694. >The tears that had started only moments ago were now flowing freely.
  1695. >Her body was starting to visible shake and in attempt to control it Starlight wrapped her arms around herself and griped her sides.
  1696. >"I have to do whatever it takes to make Trixie happy. If I don't she'll think I'm not her friend, and I'll be alone again. I'll do anything to make sure that doesn't happen. I'll let her borrow my make up and tell her which clothes show off her body best, I'll let her wear my panties, I'll take dirty pictures of her in the girl's restroom, all just so she can impress you. I'll do whatever I have to, even lie about you wanting to break up with her."
  1697. >God damn.
  1698. >You don't know what to say.
  1699. >You don't know if you even want to say anything to her at all.
  1700. >That was one of the most pathetic things you had ever heard in your life.
  1701. >You've never felt as distant from anyone as you do from this small sad creature sitting next to you.
  1702. >"Starlight, what's wrong?"
  1703. >She looks up to see Trixie next to her with a tray full of food.
  1704. >Quickly she wipes her tears away and puts her hands on the table.
  1705. >You still see her body give small shakes.
  1706. >"Oh, it's nothing. I just feel stupid for ruining Anon's surprise, and it's just that time of the month for me so, you know, I just get kinda emotional about things right now."
  1707. >"You poor thing."
  1708. >Trixie places her tray on the table and sits down close to Starlight.
  1709. >Trixie's arm snakes around Starlight's waist as the former pulls the latter into a half embrace.
  1710. >"You didn't ruin anything. You just let Trixie hold you until you feel better."
  1711. >Starlight's head falls on Trixie's shoulder.
  1712. >Trixie tenderly uses her free hand to calmly stroke the back of Starlight's head.
  1713. >Starlight continues to cry to Trixie's soft murmurs.
  1714. >"There, there."
  1715. >You get up as quietly as possible and leave.
  1716. >That's fucked up.

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