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ALSO Dash

By Insomniac
Created: 2021-01-29 01:44:45
Expiry: Never
anon lewd sleepover

  1. 1.
    >You, are anon
  2. 2.
    >You are also losing
  3. 3.
    >Rainbow Dash is about 3 feet ahead of you, and the gap only grows bigger
  4. 4.
    >Why is she so fast? You think to yourself
  5. 5.
    >When she challenged you to a race, you accepted with nothing but confidence
  6. 6.
    >You may not be a die-hard runner, but you think you're pretty fast
  7. 7.
    >Clearly not fast enough, hm?
  8. 8.
    >Though could you really complain?
  9. 9.
    >Dash's ass was fantastic. Muscular, but that didn't stop it from moving hypnotically as she sprinted in her tight, black shorts
  10. 10.
    >Seems losing wasn't that shitty, though Dash would disagree
  11. 11.
    >"Ha! Suck it Anon! You lost!"
  12. 12.
    >Oh, yeah, you were racing.
  13. 13.
    "Well, darn, you got me, good job"
  14. 14.
    >You didn't really care, you had a nice view the whole time
  15. 15.
    >She walked over to the nearby bench and grabbed her large, blue water jug, squirting it into her mouth
  16. 16.
    >For some reason you maintained eye contact with her as she did this
  17. 17.
    >Lewd
  18. 18.
    "Hey, Dash, pass that would you?"
  19. 19.
    >She nodded silently and tossed it towards you
  20. 20.
    >"Hey waterfall it oka-"
  21. 21.
    >You put the bottle in your mouth and swallowed it vigorously
  22. 22.
    >Something to note, Dash was a little bit of a germophobe
  23. 23.
    >She told you this in confidence, you were kinda flattered
  24. 24.
    >Doesn't mean you cared, of course, it was too fun to see the look on her face
  25. 25.
    "Dammit Anon! Fuck off!"
  26. 26.
    >She stepped up to you and snatched the bottle, you burst out laughing.
  27. 27.
    >She shot one of her death glares and bent over to take off her running shoes
  28. 28.
    >Nice ass.png
  29. 29.
    >You switched to a loose shirt and sat down.
  30. 30.
    >"Oh, Anon?"
  31. 31.
    "What's up, Dash?"
  32. 32.
    >"Pinkie wanted be to ask you if you'd be interested in... a slumber party..?"
  33. 33.
    >Sweet jesus, no
  34. 34.
    >A sleepover?
  35. 35.
    >With Rainbow Dash's crazy ass, magical friends?
  36. 36.
    >No fucking way, you promised yourself not to fuck with crazy shit ever since that one time...
  37. 37.
    >That's for later
  38. 38.
    >"Yeah, I don't know about that one, Dash"
  39. 39.
    "Aw, come on Anon! It'll be fun!"
  40. 40.
    >She wraps herself around your right arm, staring up at you with those big, beautiful eyes
  41. 41.
    >Fuck that's cute
  42. 42.
    >Why is Dash so cute around you?
  43. 43.
    >Only you...
  44. 44.
    >You'll ask her about that later.
  45. 45.
    >"Look, I'll think about it, ok?"
  46. 46.
    >This cheers her up, knowing there is a chance
  47. 47.
    "Awesome! I really hope you can make it!"
  48. 48.
    >You two sit there embracing eachother.
  49. 49.
    "O-of course because I want to beat you in all of the party games, yeah!"
  50. 50.
    >She shoves herself off of you and punches your arm
  51. 51.
    >"Oh yeah, sure thing, you may be faster than me, but nobody beats Anon at fuckin' party games"
  52. 52.
    >She's already walked back to the bench, taking a swig from her bottle
  53. 53.
    >Wait, what was that?
  54. 54.
    >You look to her, she's got her mouth on it
  55. 55.
    >It looks like she's internally struggling right now
  56. 56.
    >At least she's doing it!
  57. 57.
    >She finishes drinking and her face goes a deep crimson
  58. 58.
    "W-what? I was t-thirsty!"
  59. 59.
    >She turns away quickly and starts packing her things
  60. 60.
    >"Right...thirsty" You whisper
  61. 61.
    "Alright, lets' get going, I got a box of dvd's from my Dad we can watch!"
  62. 62.
    >Oh, yeah, her Dad was in the Military
  63. 63.
    >Must suck not seeing him much
  64. 64.
    >"Sounds great! You think I can shower while I'm there, too?"
  65. 65.
    >For some reason Dash blushes when you say this
  66. 66.
    "Absolutely..."
  67. 67.
    >It's late at Dash's
  68. 68.
    >About 2:20 AM
  69. 69.
    >You two are both on her couch, a bit tipsy, watching the last movie in the box
  70. 70.
    >The Blair Witch Project
  71. 71.
    >So far it ain't bad, you've definitely seen worse
  72. 72.
    >Dash is snuggled up against you, her ear pressed up against your chest
  73. 73.
    >You absentmindedly stroke her hair as she hums with pleasure
  74. 74.
    >There is a jumpscare, fucking hell
  75. 75.
    >Neither of you jump, but god damn that kinda got you
  76. 76.
    >Dash chuckles
  77. 77.
    >"What?"
  78. 78.
    "You're heartbeat just went up so much, haha"
  79. 79.
    >She teases
  80. 80.
    >You bet her heart did the same, but you had no idea of testing that out
  81. 81.
    >At least without it getting lewd
  82. 82.
    >"Oh pssh, I bet you're just as scared as I am"
  83. 83.
    >She looks into your eyes, a small blush forming on her face
  84. 84.
    >You stare back, but no words are exchanged for a while
  85. 85.
    "I can't be scared of anything when I'm with you..Anon"
  86. 86.
    >Oh my, that's...
  87. 87.
    >Wow
  88. 88.
    >"Dash, I..."
  89. 89.
    >What should you say?
  90. 90.
    >What can you say to something like that?
  91. 91.
    >You see her move her head towards you agonizingly slowly
  92. 92.
    >Should you kiss her?
  93. 93.
    >Fuck
  94. 94.
    >You're both drunk
  95. 95.
    >This has to be just a drunk moment
  96. 96.
    >This cannot happen
  97. 97.
    >Make up an excuse!
  98. 98.
    >"Oh uh, Dash! I just forgot! My dog has been pent up in the house ALL day! I gotta blast!"
  99. 99.
    >SERIOUSLY?
  100. 100.
    "Oh...okay..?"
  101. 101.
    >You rush off of the couch and pause the movie, you look back at her
  102. 102.
    >Holy fuck she looks disappointed
  103. 103.
    >"Dash, I'm very sorry, I promise we'll continue this another time"
  104. 104.
    >She doesn't say anything
  105. 105.
    >As you open the front door you swear you hear a sniffle
  106. 106.
    >God dammit
  107. 107.
    "I'll see you at the slumber party tomorrow, right?"
  108. 108.
    >You kinda owe her
  109. 109.
    >"You got it, I'll be there. Goodnight Dash"
  110. 110.
    >You are Rainbow Dash
  111. 111.
    >Are you pissed?
  112. 112.
    >Sad?
  113. 113.
    >What emotion is this?
  114. 114.
    >Since when did Anon have a fucking dog?!
  115. 115.
    >Does he not like you?
  116. 116.
    >Why did he lie to you just to get away from you?
  117. 117.
    >Are you THAT unattractive?
  118. 118.
    >What is it?
  119. 119.
    >The hair? The skirt? Fucking what?! You like your hair! AND your skirt!
  120. 120.
    >Is he mad because you tease him?
  121. 121.
    >You only tease him because...
  122. 122.
    >Well...
  123. 123.
    >Is it love?
  124. 124.
    >You think it's love
  125. 125.
    >Whenever he's around you don't feel like you have to try so hard
  126. 126.
    >You feel like you can just be yourself around him
  127. 127.
    >He cares so much about you, you know it
  128. 128.
    >But...
  129. 129.
    >Caring about someone does not exactly equal loving them
  130. 130.
    >Dammit, Dash, you knew this!
  131. 131.
    >Why did you try to kiss him!
  132. 132.
    >He probably thinks of you as a fucking sister!
  133. 133.
    >Or some other dumb bullshit!
  134. 134.
    >Fuck!
  135. 135.
    >Fucking hell!
  136. 136.
    >More reasons to drink
  137. 137.
    >You grab the nearest can and chug it down, throwing it on the velvet soft floor
  138. 138.
    >You cannot cry
  139. 139.
    >Do NOT cry
  140. 140.
    >Crying is showing weakness!
  141. 141.
    >You can't let anybody see that your weak!
  142. 142.
    >...
  143. 143.
    >...
  144. 144.
    >Nobody's around
  145. 145.
    >You can cry
  146. 146.
    >So you do...
  147. 147.
    >What else can you do?>You are Anon
  148. 148.
    >What time is it?
  149. 149.
    >11:30 AM
  150. 150.
    >Man, you should get up
  151. 151.
    >Bed is so comfy tho
  152. 152.
    >Yeah, but having a life is cool too
  153. 153.
    >Wait, is it?
  154. 154.
    >You think so...
  155. 155.
    >"Uuuuugh"
  156. 156.
    >You force yourself up and into the shower
  157. 157.
    >They never sound good until you actually get in
  158. 158.
    >Warm water is the shit
  159. 159.
    >Why the fuck are pools cold?
  160. 160.
    >Stupid
  161. 161.
    >After washing you cook yourself up some eggs and some toast
  162. 162.
    >NO BUTTER
  163. 163.
    >pic related
  164. 164.
    >You check your phone
  165. 165.
    >"Holy fucking shit"
  166. 166.
    >18 MISSED CALLS
  167. 167.
    >8 NEW TEXTS
  168. 168.
    >What the actual fuck!?
  169. 169.
    >Oh...
  170. 170.
    >It's Dash
  171. 171.
    >They're all from last night, christ you feel bad
  172. 172.
    >Should you look?
  173. 173.
    >They're probably drunken rants
  174. 174.
    >Then she'll see you read them
  175. 175.
    >Fuck it, you unlock your phone
  176. 176.
    "ANON I'M SORRY"
  177. 177.
    "ANON I'M SORRY"
  178. 178.
    "I'M SORRY, ANON"
  179. 179.
    "TEXT ME BACK, ANON"
  180. 180.
    "ANON ARE YOU AWAKE?"
  181. 181.
    "Sorry caps lock..."
  182. 182.
    "Anon"
  183. 183.
    "I love you anon, please, anon, text me"
  184. 184.
    >Wow
  185. 185.
    >You feel really fucking shitty right now
  186. 186.
    >How do you even respond?
  187. 187.
    >Should you go see her?
  188. 188.
    >You feel the need to see her
  189. 189.
    >Dash
  190. 190.
    >Your closest friend
  191. 191.
    >...
  192. 192.
    >Friend
  193. 193.
    >Why did it sound wrong?
  194. 194.
    >Fuck, relationships suck ass
  195. 195.
    >It's decided
  196. 196.
    >After putting on some sweatpants and a white T-shirt you get in your bummy ass car
  197. 197.
    >Hey, it moves, doesn't it?
  198. 198.
    >"I'm coming, Dash"
  199. 199.
    >On your way to Dash's you decide to stop by McWiggles
  200. 200.
    >Dash LOVES Shamrock Shakes
  201. 201.
    >Let's be real, who doesn't?
  202. 202.
    >You can't decide whether to get one for each of you, or be cheeky and get a big one with two straws for you to share
  203. 203.
    >Sounds cute
  204. 204.
    >But you're not sure it's appropriate right now
  205. 205.
    >"Two mediums please..."
  206. 206.
    >Yummy
  207. 207.
    >Getting back in the car you start it up and head out
  208. 208.
    >Frank Ocean is here to cheer you on, thankfully
  209. 209.
    >You turn up your stereo and bob your head to "Nikes"
  210. 210.
    >Good fucking shit here
  211. 211.
    >Pretty sad vibes though
  212. 212.
    >You switch to the radio, enough of that
  213. 213.
    >You forgot the radio is just overplayed music, how about just no music then?
  214. 214.
    >Fun...
  215. 215.
    >Quiet...
  216. 216.
    >Oh no
  217. 217.
    >What was that song about how silence makes you think of shit you really don't want to?
  218. 218.
    >That's you
  219. 219.
    >FeelsVeryBad
  220. 220.
    >Dash's house never felt so far away
  221. 221.
    >God you missed her
  222. 222.
    >But why?
  223. 223.
    >Why do you suddenly miss her so much?
  224. 224.
    >You've never felt these feelings about her
  225. 225.
    >Finally you arrive
  226. 226.
    >Her car is in the driveway
  227. 227.
    >Very good sign!
  228. 228.
    >She's here!
  229. 229.
    >You nearly sprint up to the door and knock a little too hard
  230. 230.
    >"Dash!? You in there?"
  231. 231.
    >...
  232. 232.
    >...
  233. 233.
    >"Dash! Please let me in!"
  234. 234.
    >...
  235. 235.
    >...
  236. 236.
    >Fucking shit
  237. 237.
    >"That's okay, Dash. You need some time! I got you a shamrock! Uh..."
  238. 238.
    >God this is awkward
  239. 239.
    >You've never shouted at a door before
  240. 240.
    >You left the shamrock on her doorstep and left
  241. 241.
    >Fuck you hope you'll see her tonight
  242. 242.
    >Fuck you need to see her
  243. 243.
    >Dash
  244. 244.
    >Rainbow Dash
  245. 245.
    >You are Rainbow Dash
  246. 246.
    >It's a little after 7
  247. 247.
    >The party should be starting soon!
  248. 248.
    >Maybe you should show up late, to look cool, edgy
  249. 249.
    >Fucking what?
  250. 250.
    >No fuck that
  251. 251.
    >You take a shower, checking your phone before you get in
  252. 252.
    >...
  253. 253.
    >Nothing
  254. 254.
    >At least nothing from Anon
  255. 255.
    >1 NEW MESSAGE
  256. 256.
    "Hi! Dashie! The party is gonna start VERY soon! I hope you can make it! I have so much fun stuff to do! Much love!"
  257. 257.
    >Oh Pinkie
  258. 258.
    >Never change
  259. 259.
    >But everything hurts, still
  260. 260.
    >Guh...
  261. 261.
    >Stop!
  262. 262.
    >You need to stop thinking so much about him
  263. 263.
    >This shit sucks, so much pain!
  264. 264.
    >Why is this just starting!
  265. 265.
    >You've known him for a whole year!
  266. 266.
    >Fuck!
  267. 267.
    >Luckily the shower really calms you down
  268. 268.
    >You don't feel like throwing up anymore
  269. 269.
    >Your chest hurts a little though
  270. 270.
    >Literal heartbreak?
  271. 271.
    >Funny
  272. 272.
    >It's not that funny
  273. 273.
    >...
  274. 274.
    >You step out of the shower and dry off, checking yourself out in the mirror as you do so
  275. 275.
    >Nice
  276. 276.
    >Lean, a bit thicker in the right places
  277. 277.
    >Well, your b cup hasn't grown
  278. 278.
    >But your ass is looking great!
  279. 279.
    >You grab it with one hand and shake it
  280. 280.
    >So hypnotizing, and it's YOUR ass!
  281. 281.
    >It's firm when you flex it, what you're looking for, really
  282. 282.
    >Rainbow Dash, you're one fine lady
  283. 283.
    >You slap it, a nice red mark is left
  284. 284.
    >That made your nipples hard...
  285. 285.
    >Rainbow Dash, you're one strange, horny lady
  286. 286.
    >It's time to get dressed
  287. 287.
    >Something semi-formal? Nope
  288. 288.
    >Casual?
  289. 289.
    >Wait, this is a slumber party!
  290. 290.
    >Fucking pajamas! Duh!
  291. 291.
    >Which pair?
  292. 292.
    >The onesie?
  293. 293.
    >Meh
  294. 294.
    >Shirt and pants
  295. 295.
    >You packed some extra things like girl stuff, snacks, and clothes
  296. 296.
    >You never know what could happen, extra clothes is always good
  297. 297.
    >You slip on some shoes and grab your car keys.
  298. 298.
    >As you exit you hit something with your foot
  299. 299.
    >"Huh?"
  300. 300.
    >It's a melted shamrock shake
  301. 301.
    >How long has this been here?
  302. 302.
    >Who got this for you?
  303. 303.
    >Oh
  304. 304.
    >Right
  305. 305.
    >Only one person knows about your love for shamrock shakes
  306. 306.
    >Anon
  307. 307.
    >Fuck, he bought you a shamrock shake
  308. 308.
    >And you let it go to waste
  309. 309.
    >...
  310. 310.
    >WAIT
  311. 311.
    >This is his fault!
  312. 312.
    >Why the hell would he leave a shamrock shake on your doorstep without telling you?
  313. 313.
    >What an idiot
  314. 314.
    >He's your idiot, of course
  315. 315.
    >You pick up the cup and walk back inside your house to throw it away
  316. 316.
    >Now you can leave
  317. 317.
    >The drive is not too long to get to Pinkie's
  318. 318.
    >You blast some music along the way
  319. 319.
    >Should you text Anon?
  320. 320.
    >Make sure he's coming
  321. 321.
    >That sounds good
  322. 322.
    >Yeah! Do that!
  323. 323.
    >You open up your messages
  324. 324.
    >"What the fuck did I do last night?!"
  325. 325.
    >You scan over all of your messages sent to Anon
  326. 326.
    >God the cringe
  327. 327.
    >You were sooo fucking drunk
  328. 328.
    >You have to stop drinking away pain
  329. 329.
    >That shit doesn't work
  330. 330.
    >Maybe just hope he is there..?
  331. 331.
    >Yeah
  332. 332.
    >God you sure hope he's there
  333. 333.
    >It's gonna be a fun night
  334. 334.
    >You hope
  335. 335.
    >You are Anon
  336. 336.
    >God you hope Dash is there
  337. 337.
    >Well of course she'll be there
  338. 338.
    >It's HER friends party, you bet she's wonder if you're showing up
  339. 339.
    >Of course you are
  340. 340.
    >Not really even for the party
  341. 341.
    >For her
  342. 342.
    >You owe it
  343. 343.
    >You double checked your smell before you get out of the car
  344. 344.
    >Smelling good, feeling good
  345. 345.
    >Well, well, well
  346. 346.
    >This place is pretty impressive
  347. 347.
    >You walk up to the door and knock three times
  348. 348.
    >There was a knocker but who the fuck uses those?
  349. 349.
    >You wait a while, maybe nobody heard?
  350. 350.
    >Is it the right time?
  351. 351.
    >Knock louder!
  352. 352.
    THUNK THUNK THUNK
  353. 353.
    >You hear the door unlock
  354. 354.
    >It swings open
  355. 355.
    >The purple girl is there
  356. 356.
    >Twlight, right?
  357. 357.
    "Hello, who are you?"
  358. 358.
    >She doesn't know you? I guess Dash doesn't talk about you to her friends
  359. 359.
    >Why would she?
  360. 360.
    >But why does it hurt thinking she doesn't?
  361. 361.
    >"Oh! I am Anonymous, but call me Anon. I am Rainbow Dash's guest"
  362. 362.
    >You shake Twilight's hand firmly
  363. 363.
    >Her hands are mighty smaller than yours
  364. 364.
    >But fuck they're soft
  365. 365.
    >And those glasses are cute
  366. 366.
    "Okay, great! I am Twilight, come on in!"
  367. 367.
    >You were suddenly confused on who's party this was
  368. 368.
    >Pinkie's or Twilights?
  369. 369.
    >"Hey, Twilight, is this your house...or?"
  370. 370.
    >She looks back at you and smiles
  371. 371.
    >What a great smile
  372. 372.
    "Oh no, this is Pinkie's, she's in the kitchen making pizza rolls"
  373. 373.
    >Fuck yes, pizza rolls
  374. 374.
    >This is a party alright
  375. 375.
    >"Okay, i brought chips and salsa, they're in my bag"
  376. 376.
    >She nods silently and leads you downstairs into the basement
  377. 377.
    >One of those parties eh?
  378. 378.
    >Actually a basement is more for kickbacks, soooooo
  379. 379.
    >Yeah
  380. 380.
    >It's just you and six other girls
  381. 381.
    >Five of which you don't really know
  382. 382.
    >Everything's fine
  383. 383.
    >Should you leave?
  384. 384.
    >Well, you're already here
  385. 385.
    >Why leave?
  386. 386.
    >You and Twilight make it to the basement, it's pretty cold
  387. 387.
    >Everyone is already here, cool
  388. 388.
    >Wait
  389. 389.
    >Rainbow Dash isn't here
  390. 390.
    >The girls look to you
  391. 391.
    >"Where is Rainbow Dash?!" You blurt
  392. 392.
    >They all look at each other
  393. 393.
    >Sunset Shimmer speaks up
  394. 394.
    "She texted me that she's on her way, you her guest?"
  395. 395.
    >Oh thank god
  396. 396.
    >You thought she ditched on you
  397. 397.
    >"Yeah, I'm Anon, how's it going?"
  398. 398.
    >Everyone looks pretty comfortable, okay
  399. 399.
    "Howdy, Ah'm Applejack"
  400. 400.
    >She took responsibility of introducing everyone
  401. 401.
    "This is Fluttershy"
  402. 402.
    >Oh wow, that's a cute
  403. 403.
    "H-hello, Anon"
  404. 404.
    >CUTE
  405. 405.
    "An' this is Rarity"
  406. 406.
    >Fuck she's pretty
  407. 407.
    "Why hello, darling, Rainbow has told me a lot about you..."
  408. 408.
    >Really?
  409. 409.
    >Okay! Good, that's good, right?
  410. 410.
    >"She's only said good things, yeah?"
  411. 411.
    "Why don't you ask her yourself, dear?"
  412. 412.
    >Everyone's looking behind you
  413. 413.
    >Shit
  414. 414.
    >She's here
  415. 415.
    >You haven't thought about what to say
  416. 416.
    >Sorry maybe?
  417. 417.
    >You turn around
  418. 418.
    >Wow she looks great, as usual
  419. 419.
    >Her friends greet her, but you just look
  420. 420.
    "Hey girls..."
  421. 421.
    >Uh, me too?!
  422. 422.
    "Anon..."
  423. 423.
    >She nods to you, you smile
  424. 424.
    >She doesn't
  425. 425.
    >Fuck so cold
  426. 426.
    >Is she mad!?
  427. 427.
    >B-but, shamrock shake!
  428. 428.
    >She walks passed you and she takes a seat next to Applejack
  429. 429.
    >Is she really going to be like that?!
  430. 430.
    >Seriously?
  431. 431.
    >Fine. Fuck her
  432. 432.
    >You decide to check on the pizza rolls upstairs
  433. 433.
    >So what?! So what you didn't kiss her!
  434. 434.
    >It's not that big of a fucking deal!
  435. 435.
    >She doesn't have to be so cold towards you
  436. 436.
    >Where's her fistbump?
  437. 437.
    >Or hug!?
  438. 438.
    >She loves it when you hug her!
  439. 439.
    >She gets all flustered and buries her face into your chest
  440. 440.
    >She almost forgets to let go after a while
  441. 441.
    >Okay
  442. 442.
    >Enough thinking about her, this is a party
  443. 443.
    >And bad vibes are not going to ruin it!
  444. 444.
    >Just ignore her!
  445. 445.
    >Don't let her drag you down! You were going to have fun! Drink! Dance! Hook Up!
  446. 446.
    >...
  447. 447.
    >Maybe not the last one, but you can only dream
  448. 448.
    >The smell of pizza rolls fills your nostrils
  449. 449.
    >Oh boy
  450. 450.
    >You approach the kitchen after a little guidance from the smell
  451. 451.
    >"How's it going in here?"
  452. 452.
    >You're face to face with a wall of pizza rolls
  453. 453.
    >Holy fuck why
  454. 454.
    "Oh? Who's there?"
  455. 455.
    >That must be Pinkie, yeah? Why did she make so many goddamn pizza rolls?
  456. 456.
    >"It's me, Anon. I'm Dash's guest"
  457. 457.
    "Grrrreat! Welcome to the party! I just have to finish all of these pizza rolls!"
  458. 458.
    >Yeah no.
  459. 459.
    >"Uh, maybe that's enough pizza rolls?"
  460. 460.
    >Her head punches through the wall, somehow none of them fall over
  461. 461.
    >She looks at you with pure hatred
  462. 462.
    "Too MANY pizza rolls?!"
  463. 463.
    >Oh god did you fuck up? Already?
  464. 464.
    "How can one have TOO MANY pizza rolls?"
  465. 465.
    >She smiles, oh thank god, you thought you were dead for sure, she's got crazy magic
  466. 466.
    >"Well, let's be real, who's going to eat all of this?"
  467. 467.
    >You grab one off of the wall, soooo gooood
  468. 468.
    >There's just way too many
  469. 469.
    "I am silly! This is all for me!"
  470. 470.
    >wat
  471. 471.
    >She cranes her neck and rotates her head, un-humanlike
  472. 472.
    >She opens her mouth wide and swallows all of them, like 0 fucking chewing went on there
  473. 473.
    >What dat mouth do..?
  474. 474.
    >Fuck, think about what just happened
  475. 475.
    >Actually don't
  476. 476.
    "Yummy! Now here are the rest of them!"
  477. 477.
    >The plate she shows looks reasonable for a party of 8
  478. 478.
    >"Ok! I'll bring them down!"
  479. 479.
    >She nods to you and salutes, opening the fridge for more food
  480. 480.
    >You spot some beer in there, oh yes please
  481. 481.
    >Anything to get your mind off of Dash
  482. 482.
    >You neeeeed this
  483. 483.
    >Is the beer even for the party?
  484. 484.
    >Oh, who are you kidding, of course it is!
  485. 485.
    >You gotta get Pinkie to bring it down, NOW
  486. 486.
    >She sees you eyeing the fridge
  487. 487.
    "What's up? You need some milk with those? Some are spiiiicy!"
  488. 488.
    >She then proceeds to chug some milk straight from the carton, some of it leaked out of the corner of her mouth
  489. 489.
    >Lewd asf
  490. 490.
    >"Uh no, actually I was wondering about the-"
  491. 491.
    "Whipped cream!? I LOOOVE that stuff! I haven't tried it on pizza rolls yet! Good idea Anon!"
  492. 492.
    >Of course, she picks one off of the plate and tries it
  493. 493.
    >You think it'd be gross, but her reaction tells you it's delicious
  494. 494.
    >Now you gotta try
  495. 495.
    >"Pinkie, hand me the cream"
  496. 496.
    "Mhmm!" She tosses it and you catch it, of course
  497. 497.
    >Her mouth is full of cream
  498. 498.
    >...
  499. 499.
    >Lewd
  500. 500.
    >You nab one pizza roll and put a dot of whipped cream on it
  501. 501.
    >Doesn't actually look that bad
  502. 502.
    >You pop it in your mouth and chew
  503. 503.
    >Okay not as amazing as expected, but manageable
  504. 504.
    >Definitely not something you're doing often
  505. 505.
    "Isn't it great! What doesn't taste good with whipped cream?!"
  506. 506.
    >She's nose to nose with you
  507. 507.
    >"Yeah, it was okay. Maybe barbecue sauce or hot sauce would suit it better though"
  508. 508.
    >She puts whipped cream on your nose and giggles
  509. 509.
    "Yeah that DOES sound good!"
  510. 510.
    >You cross your eyes to look at the whipped cream, which gets another laugh out of her
  511. 511.
    >She's pretty cool, it seems
  512. 512.
    >If this girl is hosting the party it should be a good one
  513. 513.
    >Time for some payback, anyways
  514. 514.
    >"Hey Pinkie"
  515. 515.
    >She is still practically in your face, but you call her anyways
  516. 516.
    "Mhmmmm?"
  517. 517.
    >God she's so cute
  518. 518.
    >You lean you head forwards and wipe the cream you had on your nose all over her face
  519. 519.
    >You laugh hysterically like it's the most evil plan ever deducted
  520. 520.
    >So does she
  521. 521.
    >She grabs the can and squirts some on your nose again
  522. 522.
    >Obviously you rub it all over her face with your nose again
  523. 523.
    >Is this weird?
  524. 524.
    >You both are very weird
  525. 525.
    "Hahaha! Anon you're so fun!"
  526. 526.
    >That makes you feel good
  527. 527.
    >Someone is missing out on your fun-ness
  528. 528.
    >Sucks to be that person
  529. 529.
    >Pinkie Pie suddenly gasps
  530. 530.
    >Oh shit son what happened
  531. 531.
    "Anon! I have a great idea!"
  532. 532.
    >"What is it, Pinkie"
  533. 533.
    >You trying not to laugh at her cream face
  534. 534.
    >It's all over
  535. 535.
    >Like everywhere
  536. 536.
    >So lewd
  537. 537.
    >Withouts speaking Pinkie Pie takes the can and puts some on your nose again
  538. 538.
    >You move your head forward to attack but she puts a hand up to stop you
  539. 539.
    >She instead leans her head forwards
  540. 540.
    >What kind of ruse is this?
  541. 541.
    >What's she up to?
  542. 542.
    >Pinkie Pie giggles then licks the cream off of your nose
  543. 543.
    >Oh my god
  544. 544.
    >This girl is making you feel things
  545. 545.
    >Things you didn't think would be felt tonight
  546. 546.
    >Wat do..?
  547. 547.
    >She stands there, holding in her laughter as you sit with a probably stupid ass face
  548. 548.
    "Bahahahaha! Anon you should see your face!"
  549. 549.
    >You knew it goddammit
  550. 550.
    >Your facial expressions betray you, trust no one
  551. 551.
    >Not even yourself
  552. 552.
    >You start to laugh along with her, even though you're a tad aroused
  553. 553.
    >What the fuck is this girl doing to you?
  554. 554.
    >You're catching feelings already! You've been here for like 5 minutes!
  555. 555.
    "So Anon..."
  556. 556.
    >Wow her voice got a lot more sexier
  557. 557.
    >Looking up at her now you see her eyes half lidded
  558. 558.
    >Though what else are you going to look at, the rest of her face is whipped cream
  559. 559.
    "Aren't you gonna..."
  560. 560.
    >She walks up to you and grips your torso
  561. 561.
    >Then she leans in really close and stares into your eyes
  562. 562.
    "Return the favooor..?"
  563. 563.
    >wut...
  564. 564.
    >Is she implying...
  565. 565.
    >That you...
  566. 566.
    >Lick all of that shit off
  567. 567.
    >Man, thinking about it, it doesn't seem that bad
  568. 568.
    >She's so incredibly sexy, yet so silly it conflicts you
  569. 569.
    >Is she innocent or what!?
  570. 570.
    >Should you do this?
  571. 571.
    >Fuck yeah you should
  572. 572.
    >"You got it, Pinks"
  573. 573.
    >This is gonna get steamy
  574. 574.
    >You're doing this, oh boy you're doing this
  575. 575.
    >This shit is crazy
  576. 576.
    >Of all of the lewd things you've seen and heard of
  577. 577.
    >You never thought you'd be doing this shit
  578. 578.
    >You place your hands on Pinkie's face and she giggles
  579. 579.
    >You decide to start with her forehead, it's got the least amount on it
  580. 580.
    >And you wanted to get to those lips quickly
  581. 581.
    >She giggles and squirms as you tentatively lick her face
  582. 582.
    >It's getting less weird, honestly
  583. 583.
    >This was hot
  584. 584.
    >With time you get down lower
  585. 585.
    >You tease her my dragging your tongue just above her lips, you feel her pucker them a little bit
  586. 586.
    >Man, she must really want it
  587. 587.
    >You make circles around her lips before going to her chin, her creamy lips left behind
  588. 588.
    >She whimpers and you can feel her trying to move her head
  589. 589.
    >"Pinkie, let me finish all of this, it'll be worth the wait"
  590. 590.
    >She subtly nods and you continue
  591. 591.
    >After her chin you continue on to her neck
  592. 592.
    >You suckle and nibble on it as you trail downwards
  593. 593.
    "Oh Anon"
  594. 594.
    >She moans and starts to rub her hands all over you
  595. 595.
    >She places a hand on the back of your head and reveals more of her neck for you
  596. 596.
    >You move your hands down to her tender, ample hips
  597. 597.
    >You squeeze them and continue your raid on her neck
  598. 598.
    "I think I'm d-done waiting, A-anon..."
  599. 599.
    >Her beath is labored, and she's got that look in her eyes
  600. 600.
    >God that's hot
  601. 601.
    >She grabs your head, lifts it up, then slams her mouth onto yours
  602. 602.
    >Your tongues collide with aggressiveness and passion
  603. 603.
    >You overpower hers easily and you explore her mouth
  604. 604.
    >She tastes fucking great
  605. 605.
    >The whipped cream is probably helping with that
  606. 606.
    >She moans huskily and begins to fumble with your belt buckle
  607. 607.
    >She's so wrapped up in the moment she struggles with it, until finally she throws down your pants
  608. 608.
    >Instantly she slips her hand down your boxers and feels up your dick
  609. 609.
    >Now it's your turn to let out a moan
  610. 610.
    >She smiles and slides your boxers down, letting your pride stand free
  611. 611.
    >The kiss breaks apart for a brief moment
  612. 612.
    >Then she forces herself upon you again
  613. 613.
    >You're memory is clouded by all of your lust
  614. 614.
    >What led up to this situation?
  615. 615.
    >...
  616. 616.
    >Does that really matter?
  617. 617.
    >You're fucking around with Pinkie Pie, someone you barely know
  618. 618.
    >Life's good
  619. 619.
    >Your dick by now is at full attention, with her groping and the kissing
  620. 620.
    >Pinkie pushes her lower half closer to you, your dick poking her leg
  621. 621.
    >She moans into the kiss again and adjusts her legs
  622. 622.
    >Once your dick is aligned in between them, she slides it in the middle
  623. 623.
    >You are now thigh-fucking Pinkie Pie
  624. 624.
    >You groan and thrust forward lightly
  625. 625.
    >Her silky smooth shorts feel like they were designed for this
  626. 626.
    >Fuck, you feel like she was designed for this, her thighs are so warm and plump
  627. 627.
    >It feels amazing
  628. 628.
    >You slide your dick in as far as possible, before your pelvis gets pressed against her
  629. 629.
    >You can tell she enjoying it as well, you can even feel the heat emminating from her crotch
  630. 630.
    >Maybe you should do some work on that
  631. 631.
    >Moving a hand from her hip you use three fingers to rub at her sensitive area
  632. 632.
    >She breaks the kiss and holds in a gasp, before letting it out in a lust filled moan
  633. 633.
    >You two stare into each others eyes, you thrusting and rubbing her
  634. 634.
    "Anon..."
  635. 635.
    >"P-Pinkie"
  636. 636.
    >You felt your self getting close
  637. 637.
    >No way you're busting right now, you gotta stick something in this girl
  638. 638.
    >You slow your thrusting down to a halt and kiss her again
  639. 639.
    >You grasp her hips and lead her backwards towards the counter
  640. 640.
    >She realizes this and gets her own pace, before setting herself on her back on top of the counter
  641. 641.
    >God she's so sexy
  642. 642.
    >You stare down at her, your hands creeping up to pull off her shorts
  643. 643.
    >You do it in one swift motion, you're prick is twitching in excitement
  644. 644.
    >Her panties are the only thing between your goal, they're slid off with ease and discarded onto the floor
  645. 645.
    >It's time
  646. 646.
    >Her pink slit glistens with juices, it's looks so inviting
  647. 647.
    "Anoooon, come ooon"
  648. 648.
    >She wraps her legs around your waist and pulls you closer to her
  649. 649.
    >Your head nudges the entrance and she groans
  650. 650.
    >You take a breath and slowly slid it in
  651. 651.
    >Her heated flesh fits snugly around your cock
  652. 652.
    >It felt so good
  653. 653.
    >The further you sink in the more you ached for, soon you got as far as you could
  654. 654.
    "Oh, Anon, you-you really fill me up"
  655. 655.
    >She giggles and breathes heavily, it's nice to see she's enjoying this
  656. 656.
    >It's time to pick up the pace
  657. 657.
    >You grip the edge of the counter and start thrusting with great vigor
  658. 658.
    >Pinkie moans and gasps out of wanton lust
  659. 659.
    >Her tits bounce with each thrust, giving you some thing to stare at
  660. 660.
    >She's a D cup at best
  661. 661.
    >Every time you begin to pull back her needy walls grip and pull in desperation to keep you in
  662. 662.
    >Soon your sweating quite a bit, and Pinkie's pink skin glistens under the kitchen lights, highlighting her voluptuous features
  663. 663.
    >Pinkie moves her hands to yours and locks fingers with you
  664. 664.
    >You stare into her big, beautifully blue eyes
  665. 665.
    "A-anon, I think I'm going to...to"
  666. 666.
    >Her sentence is cut short and her eyes twitch and roll as she convulses
  667. 667.
    >You feel her tighten up down there and it adds even more pleasure to this
  668. 668.
    >Her juices coat your dick and you're filled with euphoria
  669. 669.
    >Shit you're gonna cum soon
  670. 670.
    >You gotta warn her, at least
  671. 671.
    >She's still riding that orgasm, her tongue is lolling out of her mouth and her legs twitch just a little
  672. 672.
    >You'll wait for her to finish
  673. 673.
    >In the meantime you grasp her breasts to squeeze and knead them
  674. 674.
    >Pinkie moans out the loudest she has yet and it sparks a worry in you
  675. 675.
    >The fucking girls are still here
  676. 676.
    >Holy fuck
  677. 677.
    >You think you better wrap this up
  678. 678.
    >"Pinkie, I'm gonna, where do you want it?"
  679. 679.
    >She wordlessly moves her legs from around you and you slide out of her
  680. 680.
    >She twists and scooches on the counter so she's on her belly, facing you
  681. 681.
    "M-my mouth, Anon"
  682. 682.
    >Fuck yeah
  683. 683.
    >Her mouth opens and she sticks her tongue out, looking up at you
  684. 684.
    >You stroke yourself before releasing onto her tongue and into her mouth
  685. 685.
    >You run your fingers through her hair and groan
  686. 686.
    >That felt reaaally good
  687. 687.
    >You are Rainbow Dash
  688. 688.
    >You're worried about Anon, he left to check on the pizza rolls like 15 minutes ago!
  689. 689.
    >Maybe you should check on them?
  690. 690.
    >Pinkie and Anon, you mean
  691. 691.
    >The rest of the girls are playing Go Fish in the back
  692. 692.
    >You weren't really into it
  693. 693.
    >You just wanted to drink and get crazy, have fun
  694. 694.
    >Go Fish isn't that fun, you thought so for most card games
  695. 695.
    >Though strip poker is quite crazy
  696. 696.
    >Getting bored you decide to head over to the girls
  697. 697.
    >"Hey, girls, who's winning?"
  698. 698.
    >Applejack looks over to you with a cocky smile
  699. 699.
    "Well, I am, Dash. Fluttershy is right behind me, though"
  700. 700.
    >The rest of the girls hum in confirmation
  701. 701.
    "Got any Jacks?" Rarity spoke.
  702. 702.
    "Nope!"
  703. 703.
    >See? This is what you mean.
  704. 704.
    >Fucking boooooring
  705. 705.
    >Asking questions and putting cards in a pile isn't that fun
  706. 706.
    >Why did Pinkie put all of the fun stuff in that damned locked cabinet?
  707. 707.
    >Speaking of Pinkie, right, checking on her and stuff
  708. 708.
    >And Anon, yeah
  709. 709.
    >Sure
  710. 710.
    >"Hey, I'm gonna go see what is taking Pinkie and Anon so long"
  711. 711.
    "Oh my, they sure have been out for a long time, haven't they?"
  712. 712.
    >Rarity giggles
  713. 713.
    "I wonder what a man and woman can be up to, alone, for this amount of time?"
  714. 714.
    >Fuck off, Rarity
  715. 715.
    >Seriously?
  716. 716.
    >Anon isn't like that
  717. 717.
    >The girls laugh together
  718. 718.
    >"It's not that funny"
  719. 719.
    >They stop
  720. 720.
    "Oh, Dash, I'm sorry, it was just too good of an opening"
  721. 721.
    >Fuck you, and your apology
  722. 722.
    >You walk towards the basement steps and make your way up
  723. 723.
    >You don't smell any pizza rolls
  724. 724.
    >Weird, isn't that what she was making?
  725. 725.
    >Somethings fishy here
  726. 726.
    >You round the corner into the kitchen and see Anon and Pinkie sitting on the counter drinking beer
  727. 727.
    >The fuck?
  728. 728.
    >They started drinking already?!
  729. 729.
    >"So, what's going in here, huh?"
  730. 730.
    >You're a little jealous
  731. 731.
    >You are Anon
  732. 732.
    >After the....
  733. 733.
    >Event
  734. 734.
    >You and Pinkie just chilled on the counter, drinking beer and talking
  735. 735.
    >You completely forgot about how you're supposed to be taking pizza rolls down
  736. 736.
    >They're probably cold, anyways
  737. 737.
    >Gonna have to reheat them later
  738. 738.
    >"So yeah, that's basically how I met Dash"
  739. 739.
    "You became such good friends even after an argument like that?"
  740. 740.
    >Yeah it was strange
  741. 741.
    >You basically got your ass handed to you by her soccer team in a game at school
  742. 742.
    >The bitch had her soccer friends with her and you had to draft pick from a bunch of random guys you've never met
  743. 743.
    >Hey at least they were fit
  744. 744.
    >Somewhat, anyways
  745. 745.
    >So you lost like 18:0 and you cussed her out
  746. 746.
    >Some shit about her being a cocky showoff piece of shit
  747. 747.
    >You don't really regret saying it
  748. 748.
    >It was true
  749. 749.
    >Then you argued with her and her whole team, because yours left you behind
  750. 750.
    >Fuck those guys
  751. 751.
    >After that you and Dash became partners in weights, so you couldn't avoid seeing her
  752. 752.
    >Soon you just started talking more and she actually even helped you get better at soccer
  753. 753.
    >You don't even really like soccer, you just had fun with her
  754. 754.
    >You even attended her games and cheered her on, taking her out after, too
  755. 755.
    >You'd cheer her up after a loss by just pep talking her and getting her after game snacks
  756. 756.
    >You'd like to do these things again
  757. 757.
    >But it ain't soccer season right now
  758. 758.
    >Plus, it's complicated between you two
  759. 759.
    >You hear someone walking down the hallway towards the kitchen
  760. 760.
    >You double check that nothing scandalous is hanging out and all of the clothes are ON
  761. 761.
    >The only slightest hint at what happened was Pinkie's crazy ass disheveled hair
  762. 762.
    >Oh! It's Dash!
  763. 763.
    >Aaaand
  764. 764.
    >She doesn't look too happy, at all
  765. 765.
    "So, what's going on in here, huh?"
  766. 766.
    >Operation act like nothing crazy went on
  767. 767.
    >"Oh? Me and Pinkie just opened up some beers and started chatting, no biggie"
  768. 768.
    >She doesn't seem too happy about the answer
  769. 769.
    "Yeah! Me and Anon were actually JUST talking about you! Dash!"
  770. 770.
    >You're blowing it, Pinkie
  771. 771.
    >God dammit, Pinkie
  772. 772.
    >Reminiscing about your past with Dash isn't something you want to do right now
  773. 773.
    >The feels man
  774. 774.
    "Talking about me? Like what?"
  775. 775.
    >She's so pissy lately, like even more than when she loses a soccer game
  776. 776.
    >You look to Pinkie and she shrugs
  777. 777.
    >"Well, like when we first met and stuff"
  778. 778.
    >Her face softens, she opens her mouth to say something but nothing comes out
  779. 779.
    "Yeah! I can't believe that you guys got so mad over a game!"
  780. 780.
    >Yeah, Pinkie
  781. 781.
    "And even after that you hung out all the time and became besties!"
  782. 782.
    >Okay, Pinkie
  783. 783.
    "I think you guys would be such an adorable cou-"
  784. 784.
    >Dash's glares at her, her fists balled and a fire in her eyes
  785. 785.
    "OKAY, PINKIE, ENOUGH"
  786. 786.
    >Jesus, she's angry
  787. 787.
    >Pinkie stops talking and frowns for a moment, then smiles
  788. 788.
    "Oh yeah! We gotta reheat these pizza rolls!"
  789. 789.
    >What a change in vibes
  790. 790.
    >Dash is pissed
  791. 791.
    >Pinkie is...
  792. 792.
    >Well you don't really know, she's happy a lot but that could just mask some inner demons that shroud her daily life with fits of rage, sorrow, and regret
  793. 793.
    >Oh god, what the fuck was that?
  794. 794.
    >You need help
  795. 795.
    >Pinkie shuffles around the kitchen doing random shit you don't care about
  796. 796.
    >You're too worried about Dash
  797. 797.
    >You wonder if she's gonna be okay
  798. 798.
    >You need to talk to her
  799. 799.
    >You slide off the counter and walk towards her
  800. 800.
    >She notices you approaching and tenses up
  801. 801.
    >"Hey, Dash... Are you..."
  802. 802.
    >Just ask her
  803. 803.
    >"..."
  804. 804.
    >The fuck? Speak words!
  805. 805.
    >"Are you..."
  806. 806.
    >She's waiting expectantly
  807. 807.
    "Dashie! Come here a moment pleeease!"
  808. 808.
    >Dammit Pinkie
  809. 809.
    >Dash looks to her then back to you, before slowly walking away
  810. 810.
    >Not without looking back
  811. 811.
    >Looks like she has something to say as well
  812. 812.
    >Why is this so hard?
  813. 813.
    >Dash walks over to grab two plates of pizza rolls, one in each hand
  814. 814.
    >Pinkie smiles and squees before grabbing plates, napkins, and turning off the oven
  815. 815.
    >What were you gonna do?
  816. 816.
    >Dash walks passed you and catch her wonderful fragrance
  817. 817.
    >What is that? You've never noticed Dash wears perfume
  818. 818.
    >You'll ask her about it later
  819. 819.
    >You'll TRY to ask her about it later
  820. 820.
    "Anon! You can grab the beers! There on the 'fridgerator shelf!" Pinkie calls out, moving towards you
  821. 821.
    >Oh nice
  822. 822.
    >More beer!
  823. 823.
    >"Alright Pinkie, I'm on it"
  824. 824.
    >You brush passed her and open up the fridge
  825. 825.
    >It's fucking loaded
  826. 826.
    >Every time you look into your fridge it's just a pile of disappointment
  827. 827.
    >But this...
  828. 828.
    >It's like the holy land of foods
  829. 829.
    >You spot the beers and grab both the boxes, time for the party to actually start
  830. 830.
    >Then something crosses your mind, something pretty important
  831. 831.
    >"Hey...Pinkie?"
  832. 832.
    "Yeah, Anon?"
  833. 833.
    >How do you phrase this..?
  834. 834.
    >"I'm, not exactly looking for an actual relationship and-"
  835. 835.
    >Pinkie rushes to you and kisses you
  836. 836.
    >It is filled with passion, you can feel the her emotions poured into you
  837. 837.
    >Your tongues wrestle briefly before she moves away
  838. 838.
    "I know Anon, I'm not looking for one either..."
  839. 839.
    >Okay, good?
  840. 840.
    "Buuuut..."
  841. 841.
    >She pecks you on the lips, now your blushing
  842. 842.
    "It would be nice if we could stay extra special friends, if you now what I mean..."
  843. 843.
    >Friends With Benefits?
  844. 844.
    >Oh sure, sure
  845. 845.
    >"Y-yeah, Pinkie, that sounds amazing"
  846. 846.
    >Your so flustered right now, it's kind of embarrassing
  847. 847.
    "Grrrrreat! I'm so glad I met you, Anon!"
  848. 848.
    >"Likewise, Pinkie..."
  849. 849.
    >She smiles, plants one more kiss on your lips then turns to walk away
  850. 850.
    >What a great night so far
  851. 851.
    >Well, it could definitely be much better
  852. 852.
    >If Dash would come around
  853. 853.
    >Or if you could come around...
  854. 854.
    >Why is it so hard to talk to her?
  855. 855.
    >That night wasn't that bad...
  856. 856.
    >Whatever, no reason to think about that when you're about to get wasted with a bunch of chicks
  857. 857.
    >Life's good
  858. 858.
    >Veeeeeerrry good
  859. 859.
    >You step downstairs, going carefully since the stairway is quite dark
  860. 860.
    >The light from the basement guides you, you hear some chit chat from the girls
  861. 861.
    >Can't wait to make it awkward when you get down there
  862. 862.
    >You knew you would
  863. 863.
    >The girls notice you walking towards them, they give small waves
  864. 864.
    >Rarity decides to speak up
  865. 865.
    "Oh, Anon, darling, you're finally back from your..."
  866. 866.
    >She and a few others suppress laughter
  867. 867.
    >"One on one time..."
  868. 868.
    >Oh shit, son
  869. 869.
    >Your eyes widen and you feel a bead of sweat crawl down your face
  870. 870.
    >She knows?
  871. 871.
    >She knows!
  872. 872.
    >Don't panic...
  873. 873.
    >FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKING SHIT!!!!!!
  874. 874.
    >The girls laugh and Pinkie Pie looks at you quizzically
  875. 875.
    >Does she not get it?
  876. 876.
    >How can you let that fly over your head?
  877. 877.
    >C'mon Pinkie
  878. 878.
    >Dash looks fucking pissed off
  879. 879.
    >She refrains herself from saying anything, for the better of the girls
  880. 880.
    >You know how good she is at going off on someone
  881. 881.
    >Most girls are
  882. 882.
    >But Dash is next level
  883. 883.
    >"I...uh, um"
  884. 884.
    >This shit is embarrassing, and awkward
  885. 885.
    >All of the girls know you fucked Pinkie!
  886. 886.
    >Fucking how!?
  887. 887.
    >Were you noisy?
  888. 888.
    >Rarity takes a breath and notices your internal freak out
  889. 889.
    "Oh, darling, I'm juuust teasing you! Now come and bring those beers!" She says, gesturing with her hand
  890. 890.
    >"You...were?"
  891. 891.
    >Shit don't blow it!
  892. 892.
    >"Right! Of course, nice joke, Rarity!"
  893. 893.
    >Smooth...
  894. 894.
    >You walk over to the table and place both boxes on top
  895. 895.
    >Some are quick to grab one but you just watch in amusement
  896. 896.
    >It's like feeding birds
  897. 897.
    >Then something crosses your mind, something about drinking, and games
  898. 898.
    >Got it!
  899. 899.
    >"Girls! Wait! Don't drink yet!"
  900. 900.
    "Wha? I've been waiting all night for this!" Sunset whines
  901. 901.
    >The girls nod with her in agreement
  902. 902.
    "Yeah, what's the hold up Anon?" Applejack asks.
  903. 903.
    >This'll be fun
  904. 904.
    >"Don't worry, you'll definitely drink. I just wanted to kick it off... differently"
  905. 905.
    >They look at you like you spoke an alien language
  906. 906.
    >"A game, would you like to play a game?"
  907. 907.
    >You get some hesitant nods and silent "sures"
  908. 908.
    >Good 'nuff
  909. 909.
    >This gun be gud
  910. 910.
    >You grab a table from the corner of the basement and drag it over to the center
  911. 911.
    >You line up the beers on the edge of the circular table
  912. 912.
    >Almost a perfect circle
  913. 913.
    >Maybe you can use the gaps for a twist
  914. 914.
    >The girls don't ask you what you're doing while you work, they mingle to each other
  915. 915.
    >That's good, you want to explain when it's finished
  916. 916.
    >Hmm, you need a bottle
  917. 917.
    >You run upstairs into the kitchen and find an empty green tea bottle in the recyclables bin
  918. 918.
    >You just dug through Pinkie's trash, yeah, you need help
  919. 919.
    >You make your way back into the basement and place the bottle in the center of the beer-can circle
  920. 920.
    >It's...
  921. 921.
    >so beautiful
  922. 922.
    >Your game is finished being set up
  923. 923.
    >Explaining it should be easy
  924. 924.
    "Anon, you done yet?" Twilight asks, walking up to the table and grabbing a beer
  925. 925.
    >You raise an eyebrow, and she puts it down
  926. 926.
    >"Yes, I just need to explain the game, it's simple"
  927. 927.
    >You walk to your position
  928. 928.
    >"Everybody get around the table, but make sure your in between the beer cans!" They form up like they're told
  929. 929.
    "Is this some new version of 'Spin the Bottle'?" Rarity speaks
  930. 930.
    >You nod your head and smile
  931. 931.
    >"It's my FAVORITE version, Rarity. Okay, listen up"
  932. 932.
    >You clear your throat...
  933. 933.
    >"Basically, when it's your turn, you spin the bottle and if it points to a can, you shotgun it."
  934. 934.
    >That's when you slam your car key onto the table, that was loud..
  935. 935.
    >Fluttershy even let's out a yelp
  936. 936.
    >oops
  937. 937.
    >"Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya'"
  938. 938.
    >Yeah you kinda did...
  939. 939.
    >And you're going to hell for it
  940. 940.
    >"Use this to make the hole in the can, that's not too hard!"
  941. 941.
    >The girls look pretty enthusiastic about this
  942. 942.
    >Drinking games are fun, but you have one more thing
  943. 943.
    >"However, if your bottle lands on someone, you can make them shotgun TWO cans!"
  944. 944.
    >Maybe it should have been a negative for the spinner, but that's 0 fun
  945. 945.
    >The girls oo and aa at the M. Night Shamalan level twist
  946. 946.
    "Awesome! Let's get started!" Dash exclaims
  947. 947.
    >That's the most excited you've seen her all night
  948. 948.
    >It's nice
  949. 949.
    >As the girls start to cheer and talk, you feel a tug on your shirt
  950. 950.
    >Who could that be?
  951. 951.
    >You look down at the small yellow girl known as Fluttershy
  952. 952.
    >God she's cute
  953. 953.
    >"Hey, Fluttershy, what's up?"
  954. 954.
    >You try to make your voice as calm and soothing as possible
  955. 955.
    "OH, well, um I was just wondering if you could answer a question I have. It's about that game"
  956. 956.
    >Uh ok
  957. 957.
    >"No problem! Shoot"
  958. 958.
    "W-what's 'Shotgunning'"
  959. 959.
    >HNNNNG
  960. 960.
    >So innocent
  961. 961.
    >So...
  962. 962.
    >Corruptible
  963. 963.
    >Oh boy
  964. 964.
    >"What's shotgunning? Here"
  965. 965.
    >You hand her a can and the car key, she grabs then nervously
  966. 966.
    >"I will guide you through the steps, Fluttershy"
  967. 967.
    "Oh, okay then"
  968. 968.
    >"Raise the can above your head and tilt it towards you a little..."
  969. 969.
    >She does so and look to you for another step
  970. 970.
    >"Press the key up to the bottom closest to your mouth, but don't penetrate it yet!"
  971. 971.
    >She does.
  972. 972.
    >The girls are watching you, now
  973. 973.
    >Their eyes are saying "DONT FUCK UP"
  974. 974.
    >"Okay, Flutters, now once you push the key in, put your mouth over the hole you made then open the can from the top"
  975. 975.
    >She gives you a look of uncertainty but you nod and smile at her
  976. 976.
    >She stabs the can and the beer drops out, but she catches it just in time
  977. 977.
    >Then she opens the can and the liquid rushes out
  978. 978.
    >A little spils onto the floor but overall she does it surprisingly well
  979. 979.
    >She's a natural
  980. 980.
    >She's gonna be a fun drunk
  981. 981.
    >The girls clap as she chugs the beer down like she's done it before
  982. 982.
    >You can tell some of them are surprised
  983. 983.
    >Hell, so are you
  984. 984.
    >Fluttershy finishes and emits a loud belch
  985. 985.
    "Oops, e-excuse me..."
  986. 986.
    >Applejack walk up to her
  987. 987.
    "Well I'll be, Shy, yer' a natural!"
  988. 988.
    >Everyone agrees, Fluttershy smiles
  989. 989.
    >"I think we can start the game then, yeah?"
  990. 990.
    "Yeah let's get started!"
  991. 991.
    >Everyone's in position
  992. 992.
    >You decide to go first, it's your game, after all
  993. 993.
    >You land on a can, you shotgun it quickly and point at Fluttershy, who's to your left
  994. 994.
    >"Let's just go clockwise, girls, make it easy"
  995. 995.
    "No issue with that" Twilight adds.
  996. 996.
    >Fluttershy spins the bottle and you're up
  997. 997.
    >Let's hope that isn't a routine, god forbid you get completely hammered
  998. 998.
    >You shotgun the two cans in front of you
  999. 999.
    >Applejack goes next
  1000. 1000.
    >The bottle spins rapidly, everyone's eyes rotate in concentration
  1001. 1001.
    >God FUCKING damn
  1002. 1002.
    >It's on you again!
  1003. 1003.
    >"This has to be some joke, right? Whatever, more for me I guess!"
  1004. 1004.
    "Poor Anon, he's going to get so drunk he won't even remember being here!"
  1005. 1005.
    >Very funny
  1006. 1006.
    >It was, everyone was laughing at you now
  1007. 1007.
    >"Well I guess it's better than being completely sober, eh?
  1008. 1008.
    >You down your beers
  1009. 1009.
    "Alright, Sunset, you're up" Rainbow says. Getting excited that it's almost her turn
  1010. 1010.
    "Yeah, Rainbow, I got that"
  1011. 1011.
    >She spins the bottle and she gets a beer
  1012. 1012.
    >The game continues until there are about 3 cans left
  1013. 1013.
    >Applejack has had about 6
  1014. 1014.
    >Dash has had about 4
  1015. 1015.
    >Rarity has had about 6 as well, though she is a lighter weight than Applejack, and it shows
  1016. 1016.
    >Fluttershy has had around 8
  1017. 1017.
    >Poor girl
  1018. 1018.
    >She doesn't seem too drunk, however
  1019. 1019.
    >Twilight is clearly drunk from only 3 beers
  1020. 1020.
    >You've never seen anyone that lightweight before
  1021. 1021.
    >Sunset is currently spinning, at 7 beers
  1022. 1022.
    >Pinkie is at 5, though plus 2 counting the earlier in the kitchen
  1023. 1023.
    >That was awesome
  1024. 1024.
    >And you...
  1025. 1025.
    >You're going hard at like 11 or 12
  1026. 1026.
    >You can't really remember
  1027. 1027.
    >Remember what?
  1028. 1028.
    >Whatever
  1029. 1029.
    >Everyone's chatting and having fun
  1030. 1030.
    >"G-guys we are alm-most done with...these beers."
  1031. 1031.
    "Yeah Anon, we see 'em" Applejack says, amused.
  1032. 1032.
    "Girls! What should we do next?" Pinkie blurts , throwing her hands up
  1033. 1033.
    >"I WAS... just about to ask that one, Pinkie"
  1034. 1034.
    >Dude, don't shout
  1035. 1035.
    "Maybe we can -hic-, watch a movie or even do charades!" Twilight says.
  1036. 1036.
    >Everyone seems to light up at Charades
  1037. 1037.
    >"I fucking LOVE charades! Twilight!"
  1038. 1038.
    >You could kiss her for suggesting that
  1039. 1039.
    >You shouldn't
  1040. 1040.
    >Should you..?
  1041. 1041.
    >Nah
  1042. 1042.
    "I'm down for some charades! I am such a good actor!" Dash says, sticking her head up and placing her hands on her hips.
  1043. 1043.
    >Dem hips
  1044. 1044.
    >Woo! Charades!
  1045. 1045.
    >You loved playing charades at parties
  1046. 1046.
    >Watching people either:
  1047. 1047.
    >Be really good at it, or
  1048. 1048.
    >Suck a whole lot of dick
  1049. 1049.
    >Pleased you...
  1050. 1050.
    >Though you meant sucking dick figuratively
  1051. 1051.
    >However, you wouldn't mind a blowjob right now
  1052. 1052.
    >Who in this room could give the best one?
  1053. 1053.
    >You silently scan the crowd of seven and smile
  1054. 1054.
    >Dude
  1055. 1055.
    >For some reason you feel Sunset or Dash could just blow you away
  1056. 1056.
    >Pun intended
  1057. 1057.
    >Sunset has had a bf before, right?
  1058. 1058.
    >Experience gained
  1059. 1059.
    >Dash has been on many sports teams and knows all of the football players!
  1060. 1060.
    >Experience gained..!
  1061. 1061.
    >Is it common for football players to get their dicks sucked by soccer captains..?
  1062. 1062.
    >You didn't really know
  1063. 1063.
    >You could just ASK dash!
  1064. 1064.
    >What? No that's stupid
  1065. 1065.
    >But...curiosity
  1066. 1066.
    >You wonder if she'd be willing to suck you off, just for a moment
  1067. 1067.
    >Say it's part of the game
  1068. 1068.
    >Charades, yeah!
  1069. 1069.
    >Jesus, Anon!
  1070. 1070.
    >What are you thinking!
  1071. 1071.
    >You'd rather have Rarity do it, duh
  1072. 1072.
    "Anon! Anon!"
  1073. 1073.
    >You hear someone shouting at you, you look up instinctively
  1074. 1074.
    >It's Dash!
  1075. 1075.
    >Did she read your thoughts? Is it time?!
  1076. 1076.
    "I've been calling you for like, ever! Lets go play!"
  1077. 1077.
    >Play? Ohohoh Dash, not beating around the bush, eh?
  1078. 1078.
    >Wait, she means charades
  1079. 1079.
    >You're too drunk for this shit
  1080. 1080.
    >Meh, whatever, that kind of makes it more fun
  1081. 1081.
    >"Oh? Yeah Dash I'm coming, darling"
  1082. 1082.
    >She gives you a weird look before walking back to the group of girls
  1083. 1083.
    >Did you call her darling?
  1084. 1084.
    >You think about Rarity too much
  1085. 1085.
    >It's unhealthy
  1086. 1086.
    >She's hot, tho
  1087. 1087.
    >Fluttershy walks up in front of you and the girls, looks kinda nervous
  1088. 1088.
    >She places her hands into her armpits and waves her elbows
  1089. 1089.
    >Like a chicken
  1090. 1090.
    >"Chicken" You say nonchalantly
  1091. 1091.
    "Uhm, yes" Fluttershy squeaks
  1092. 1092.
    >That was too easy, Fluttershy suuuuuucks at this
  1093. 1093.
    >You gotta give a challenge! Like do a movie from the 1800s or some shit
  1094. 1094.
    >Nobody will get that one
  1095. 1095.
    "I'll go next, I've got a good one!"
  1096. 1096.
    >Rainbow Dash scurries up onto the 'stage' and readies herself
  1097. 1097.
    >She gives you guys the motions to work it out amongst yourselves
  1098. 1098.
    "A movie!"
  1099. 1099.
    >Yuppers
  1100. 1100.
    "Two words!"
  1101. 1101.
    >"Uhhhhm"
  1102. 1102.
    "Oh oh oh! A burger!"
  1103. 1103.
    >"A gun?"
  1104. 1104.
    "Screaming!"
  1105. 1105.
    "Table flipping!"
  1106. 1106.
    >Hmm, what movie has table flipping, burgers, and guns?
  1107. 1107.
    >Not ringing any bells for you
  1108. 1108.
    "Oh! Lemon juicer!"
  1109. 1109.
    "Orange juicer!?"
  1110. 1110.
    >What the actual fuck is going on?
  1111. 1111.
    >She's pretending to remove the pulp from the jar of squeezed lemon or orange juice
  1112. 1112.
    >Uuuh
  1113. 1113.
    "Pulp!"
  1114. 1114.
    "No pulp!"
  1115. 1115.
    >She looks really excited, like you're getting closer to the solution
  1116. 1116.
    >Pulp.....
  1117. 1117.
    >Fiction...?
  1118. 1118.
    >"PULP FICTION!!!" You shout, flailing your arms like a madman
  1119. 1119.
    "Yes! Anon got it!"
  1120. 1120.
    >Dash high fives you and she takes her seat
  1121. 1121.
    "Ohhhh! I remember that movie!" Pinkie says.
  1122. 1122.
    >That movie is greaaat, you remember watching it with Dash yesterday night
  1123. 1123.
    >Oh yeesh, yesterday night, that was only yesterday?
  1124. 1124.
    >"Me and Dash just watched it not too long ago, actually. Nice choice, hun'"
  1125. 1125.
    >The fuck?
  1126. 1126.
    >Hun..?
  1127. 1127.
    >Dash nods at you anyways
  1128. 1128.
    "Thanks! I knew you'd get it, Anon. Plus who hasn't seen that movie!?"
  1129. 1129.
    >Hopefully nobody answered
  1130. 1130.
    >But basically everyone, except for you, Pinkie, and Dash, answered with a:
  1131. 1131.
    >'I haven't'
  1132. 1132.
    >'Not me'
  1133. 1133.
    >or 'Me'
  1134. 1134.
    >Motherfuckers
  1135. 1135.
    >"ALRIGHT! We are going to watch pulp fuckin' fiction, tonight! You'll love it I promise!"
  1136. 1136.
    "Sure! Maybe later though I have other games we can play!" Pinkie says, nodding her head
  1137. 1137.
    >It's not even 9:00 yet, goddamn what a long night
  1138. 1138.
    >Pinkie's House: Basement
  1139. 1139.
    >Time: 9:13 PM
  1140. 1140.
    >Situation: Critical
  1141. 1141.
    >You: Are Anon
  1142. 1142.
    >Right now you and the girls are in a circle, with your bowl of nachos and salsa in the middle
  1143. 1143.
    >They want to play Marry, Fuck, Kill
  1144. 1144.
    >This can only go just very bad, right?
  1145. 1145.
    >Luckily you kind of liked this sort of stuff, scandalous shit
  1146. 1146.
    >Plus you get to know who'd fuck you and stuff
  1147. 1147.
    >And who'd kill you, it's good to know that stuff, as well
  1148. 1148.
    >It's been cleared up that you can chose people outside of this room, cool
  1149. 1149.
    >"Alright, Applejack"
  1150. 1150.
    >She perks up and looks to you, she's sitting cris-crossed with a nacho in her hand
  1151. 1151.
    >You pause to munch on one, thinking
  1152. 1152.
    >"Flash, Rarity, Vice Principal Luna: Marry, Fuck, Kill"
  1153. 1153.
    >This is good
  1154. 1154.
    "Yeesh, that one's good Anon" Sunset commends you
  1155. 1155.
    >You try
  1156. 1156.
    "Ah'm not sure, sugarcube, lemme think..." Applejack says, grabbing another chip and dipping it in the bowl of salsa
  1157. 1157.
    >She hums to herself briefly before grabbing another chip
  1158. 1158.
    "C'mon Applejack, it isn't THAT hard" Dash says
  1159. 1159.
    >Applejack shoots her a death glare before swallowing the chip
  1160. 1160.
    "Alrigh' alrigh', Marry Rarity, Kill Luna, Fuck Flash"
  1161. 1161.
    >Guh, seriously?
  1162. 1162.
    >Flash is a little prick, at least to you, you would have killed him, obviously
  1163. 1163.
    >No way you were marrying him, or worse, fucking him!
  1164. 1164.
    >Or is it vice versa?
  1165. 1165.
    >Scuffing someones timberlands doesn't mean booby trap their locker, asshole
  1166. 1166.
    >"Gee Applejack, not sure how you'd enjoy fucking Flash, of all dudes" You say, popping a chip into your mouth
  1167. 1167.
    "Well I didn't really have any better options, sugarcube" She admits, raising her brow at you
  1168. 1168.
    >She's good at that
  1169. 1169.
    >"You would fuck Flash over VP Luna or Rarity? If I was you I'd have killed the guy, married Luna, and fucked Rarity"
  1170. 1170.
    >That actually is pretty unfair to say
  1171. 1171.
    "Well, no duh, Anon, you're a GUY!" Twilight points out
  1172. 1172.
    >You were just thinking that
  1173. 1173.
    >"Yeah yea, I was just saying" You chuckle
  1174. 1174.
    >You think about a marriage between Rarity and Applejack, funny
  1175. 1175.
    >For some reason Rarity looks at you funny, though you don't want to mention it
  1176. 1176.
    >Is it something you said? Or did?
  1177. 1177.
    >Oh, right...
  1178. 1178.
    >You kinda just said you'd fuck her, is she creeped out?
  1179. 1179.
    >No way, that's part of the game
  1180. 1180.
    >You think the girls have been spared that it's just 'fuck'
  1181. 1181.
    >Because god damn you would DESTROY that woman
  1182. 1182.
    >And no way you're saying that out loud
  1183. 1183.
    >Back on track,
  1184. 1184.
    >"Applejack it's you're turn, 'sugarcube'" You mock her
  1185. 1185.
    >She smirks at you and rolls her eyes
  1186. 1186.
    "Okay, Anon"
  1187. 1187.
    >Ah shit son, you set yourself up for this
  1188. 1188.
    "Me, Pinkie, Twilight"
  1189. 1189.
    >FUCK
  1190. 1190.
    >You had too have seen this coming
  1191. 1191.
    "Marry, Fuck, Kill"
  1192. 1192.
    >The the selected girls gasped and looked to you, in fact, all eyes were on you
  1193. 1193.
    >You looked to Pinkie, smiling a little bit, you already fucked her, sooooo
  1194. 1194.
    >You try to give her a "can i just kill you" look, but you don't think she was getting it, her face was just contorting into confusion, happiness, and suffering
  1195. 1195.
    >What?
  1196. 1196.
    >"Uuuh, Kill Pinkie"
  1197. 1197.
    >She doesn't seem too fazed by it, thank god, though you didn't think she'd be hurt, anyway
  1198. 1198.
    >She got the dickn' tonight
  1199. 1199.
    >"Marry Twilight and fuck you, Applejack"
  1200. 1200.
    >Twilight seems pretty surprised by your answer, her eyes widened and she has a blush on her face
  1201. 1201.
    >She mouths some words you can't really make out, you're bad at reading lips
  1202. 1202.
    "Well golly, Anon, ah'm flattered" Applejack tips her hat to you and you nod to her
  1203. 1203.
    >"Sure thing Applejack, you've definitely got the body for it, sugarcube" You smile at her blush and you reach to grab a chip
  1204. 1204.
    >GONE?! JESUS
  1205. 1205.
    >These girls were fucking savages
  1206. 1206.
    "You'd marry Twilight? I would have married Applejack, Anon" Dash says, pointing at the farm girl
  1207. 1207.
    >Jeez, Dash, don't be so harsh
  1208. 1208.
    >"Absolutely I'd marry Twilight, smart people are hot, dude. Plus like, out kids could be smart, too" You say, looking to Twilight
  1209. 1209.
    >By this time she's completely beet red and staring at you, you wink at her
  1210. 1210.
    >She looks away quickly and stares at the floor
  1211. 1211.
    >That's cute, indeed
  1212. 1212.
    "And why'd you kill me, Nons? I thought..."
  1213. 1213.
    >Pinkie grabs your arm and gives you puppy dog eyes
  1214. 1214.
    "You loved me..?"
  1215. 1215.
    >PINKIE
  1216. 1216.
    >YOU'RE PLAYING THIS TOO LOOSE GIRL, DON'T BLOW OUR COVER!
  1217. 1217.
    >"Uh, you know I love you Pinks, but, y'know...overpopulation..?" You shrug, smiling weakly at her
  1218. 1218.
    >You get some giggles from the girls
  1219. 1219.
    "Overpopulation? Didn't you bring up having kids with Twilight?" Sunset says, holding in her laughter.
  1220. 1220.
    >"Riiiight, I guess I'll have to kill a person for each kid we have!" You shout
  1221. 1221.
    >You shuffle over to Twilight, who's still flustered, you put your arm around her and kiss her cheek
  1222. 1222.
    >"Isn't that right honey?"
  1223. 1223.
    >Her reaction is fucking great
  1224. 1224.
    >She opens her mouth to say words but her face just deepens in it's crimson color and she just nods unsurely instead
  1225. 1225.
    "Man, Twilight, you sure are embarrassed by this, aren't you? Kinda cute" Sunset adds
  1226. 1226.
    >Twilight squeaks and buries her face into your shoulder to hide herself from her friends
  1227. 1227.
    "Aaaw, they're gettin' along perfect already, so sweet" Applejack teases, poking Twilight's side
  1228. 1228.
    >"Yeah, our kids are going to be so beautiful, juuust like their mother"
  1229. 1229.
    >You chuckle when Twilight pinches you
  1230. 1230.
    "We should spare poor Twilight any more embarrassment, let's keep the game going!" Rarity says, smiling widely while rocking back and forth
  1231. 1231.
    >You nod in agreement, squeezing Twilight affectionately
  1232. 1232.
    >She moves her head to look up at you, the both of you share a deep, romantic stare
  1233. 1233.
    >She really is a qt, especially with those glasses
  1234. 1234.
    >Twilight wraps her arms around you and sighs quietly
  1235. 1235.
    >Nice
  1236. 1236.
    "I got one! Fluttershy suddenly bursts
  1237. 1237.
    >"Alright, Fluttershy, shoot"
  1238. 1238.
    "Okay, listen up, this is a haaard one" She giggles at the word "hard" like a 7th grader
  1239. 1239.
    "So is this for everyone?" Dash speaks up
  1240. 1240.
    >Fluttershy nods rapidly
  1241. 1241.
    "Okay. Janitor Discord, Snips, and Snails: Marry, Fuck, Kill"
  1242. 1242.
    >Oh jeeeeezuz christ almighty
  1243. 1243.
    >Everyone visibly winces at the less than amazing selection
  1244. 1244.
    >Nobody has the balls to speak up
  1245. 1245.
    >Janitor Discord, Snips, or Snails?
  1246. 1246.
    >Fluttershy must have been thinking hard on this one, you almost completely forgot there was even a janitor
  1247. 1247.
    >Your school is always clean anyways and you pretty much never see him around
  1248. 1248.
    >Though one time you saw him go inside a janitor's closet and come out of another, and then into a classroom and out of the bathroom
  1249. 1249.
    >He's a fucking sketchy dude, this Janitor guy
  1250. 1250.
    >Snips and Snails were actually pretty chill guys, you got along with them pretty well in your ceramics class
  1251. 1251.
    >While they aren't the smartest of people, they can hold a conversation pretty well and you actually have a lot in common
  1252. 1252.
    >You should kick it with them one day
  1253. 1253.
    >Maybe you could invite them to a slumber party..?
  1254. 1254.
    >Nah
  1255. 1255.
    "For the record, I'd marry Janitor Discord" Fluttershy says, giggling
  1256. 1256.
    >Ok? Really?
  1257. 1257.
    >"Fluttershy you know he's like, an old ass man, right?"
  1258. 1258.
    >She nods and looks away
  1259. 1259.
    "He's kinda cute, though...dontcha think?"
  1260. 1260.
    >Nooooot really, dude's creepy AS FUCK
  1261. 1261.
    "He's actually sorta creepy, Flutters" Dash says, crossing her arms and huffing
  1262. 1262.
    >Yes, Dash, read my thoughts
  1263. 1263.
    "I saw him spying on the girls in the locker room once! Then he played it off like he was just mopping the floors!"
  1264. 1264.
    >Dash got snooped on by an old man? You gotta tease her about this later
  1265. 1265.
    >"Yeesh, that's a pretty bad reputation to have"
  1266. 1266.
    "Tell me about it" Dash replies
  1267. 1267.
    "And then I'd kill Snails and fuck Snips" Buttergirl says, smiling in victory
  1268. 1268.
    >You're not to eager to go next
  1269. 1269.
    >"Okay, girls, what's it gonna be for you?" You urge them on so maybe they'd kinda skip you
  1270. 1270.
    >But Rarity gives you this look that you don't like
  1271. 1271.
    >Okay bitch don't you dare vol-
  1272. 1272.
    "Oh, Anon! I'd love to hear YOUR choices, darling! Right girls?"
  1273. 1273.
    >The girls hum and nod in agreement, Pinkie gives you an apologetic look
  1274. 1274.
    >You think Twilight looks up at you but you're busy eyeing Rarity
  1275. 1275.
    >You motherfucker...
  1276. 1276.
    >"Alright alright, I'm not getting myself out of this one"
  1277. 1277.
    >You pause for a moment to think about your options
  1278. 1278.
    >Bathroom!
  1279. 1279.
    >Will that even work? A bathroom break? Hell, won't hurt to try
  1280. 1280.
    >"Hey! I really gotta go to the bathroom! Soooo, someone else fill in for me!"
  1281. 1281.
    >You quickly get to your feet, Twilight is pushed off of you from your movements
  1282. 1282.
    "Hey! You can't just leave when it's your turn!" Dash shouts
  1283. 1283.
    >Dammit Dash shut up please
  1284. 1284.
    >"Bathroom breaks are emergencies, Dash. You don't want me to piss myself do you!?"
  1285. 1285.
    >You speed walk to the steps of the basement and shuffle up the steps
  1286. 1286.
    "Ugh, he probably doesn't even really have to go!" Dash groaned
  1287. 1287.
    "Oh, well what did you expect? This decision is probably the hardest for him compared to all of us, yeah?" Sunset adds
  1288. 1288.
    "Well, I guess so, but we gotta make him spill once he comes back!"
  1289. 1289.
    >Sunset nods to Dash and looks around the room
  1290. 1290.
    "Dash, you're next!" She calls
  1291. 1291.
    >Dash gives a crazed look then points to Sunset
  1292. 1292.
    "What?! You can't just substitute me in! How about YOU go!"
  1293. 1293.
    "Fine! Marry Snails, Fuck Snips, Kill the Janitor!" Sunset retorted
  1294. 1294.
    >Dash retracted her pointing finger and looked down at her feet
  1295. 1295.
    "Can we just CHANGE this fucking selection? God Fluttershy you're too good at this"
  1296. 1296.
    >Applejack nods
  1297. 1297.
    "Ah'm not really feelin' too great about this one neither"
  1298. 1298.
    >The girls nod, except Fluttershy, she's a little insulted!
  1299. 1299.
    >How dare they just skip her challenge!
  1300. 1300.
    >Twilight sees this chance to say one she's been thinking of for a while, or
  1301. 1301.
    >She can have other plans
  1302. 1302.
    "Hey girls, I'm gonna go grab some food from the kitchen"
  1303. 1303.
    >Twilight stands and heads for the stairs
  1304. 1304.
    "Hey Twilight! Grab enough for all of us!" Dash calls out
  1305. 1305.
    >Twilight nods and rolls her eyes
  1306. 1306.
    "Well, of course, Rainbow"
  1307. 1307.
    >Twilight makes it out and walks through the hallways
  1308. 1308.
    >Pinkie's house is way bigger than she ever expected, not absolutely huge, but pretty big
  1309. 1309.
    >Any stranger could easily get lost and even miss a few rooms due to the size
  1310. 1310.
    >There has to be some cool secret rooms around here!
  1311. 1311.
    >Twilight stops check her surroundings
  1312. 1312.
    "Now where is that bathroom?"
  1313. 1313.
    >You have truly dodged a bullet
  1314. 1314.
    >No fucking way you were participating in that round!
  1315. 1315.
    >Plus, a little time to yourself never hurt anyone, at least you sure hoped so
  1316. 1316.
    >You open the door to Pinkie's pretty cool bathroom and check yourself out in the mirror
  1317. 1317.
    >You're hair has some strays and you fix them easily
  1318. 1318.
    >Not actually having to go to the bathroom, you look around the room to find something to pass the time
  1319. 1319.
    >It's rude to go through people's stuff, but whatever
  1320. 1320.
    >You rummage through the cabinet beneath the sink and the medicine cabinet above it
  1321. 1321.
    >You actually find some magazines in the lower cabinet, something to pass the time on the toilet you guess
  1322. 1322.
    "Grape Soda Monthly? Big Truck Little Truck? Gun-Ho? TIMES?"
  1323. 1323.
    >Why is there only one normal looking magazine in here?
  1324. 1324.
    >You grab "TIMES" and sit down on the toilet seat, leaning back to rest on the tank
  1325. 1325.
    >Flipping through the pages you see exactly why you don't really read magazines, a bunch of bullshit and fake "news"
  1326. 1326.
    >But there is one discussing the destruction of the local park to make a quarry
  1327. 1327.
    >Uh yeah that's not happening under your watch
  1328. 1328.
    >You and Dash played soccer games there all the time! No way some corporate scumbags are going to destroy your memories
  1329. 1329.
    >Though there are other parks in the city, just farther away, you'd rather not lose this one
  1330. 1330.
    >Flipping through some more, you grow bored of it and quickly skim through the rest of the magazine and toss it back into the cabinet
  1331. 1331.
    "Well, this was nice. Better get back to the girls" You say to yourself
  1332. 1332.
    >You stand up and grab the door knob, swinging the door open, you see Twilight right in front of it
  1333. 1333.
    >You stare at each other for a moment, before you kick yourself into working gear
  1334. 1334.
    "Oh.. Hey Twilight, what's up?"
  1335. 1335.
    >She lags for a second
  1336. 1336.
    >"Nothing! Nothing, I'm just headed to use the lady's room!" She laughs nervously and brushes hair from her face
  1337. 1337.
    >She's so cute
  1338. 1338.
    >Twilight looked pretty nervous, standing in front of you, what's up with her?
  1339. 1339.
    >Were you a bit to strong earlier? Shit son you thought it was a little funny
  1340. 1340.
    "Hey, so you need to use this?" You say, stepping out from the doorway to the bathroom
  1341. 1341.
    >"Thanks" She laughs nervously and steps passed you, her shoulder brushed up against yours and you hear her sigh a little
  1342. 1342.
    >She's acting a little weird
  1343. 1343.
    "Hey, Twilight, I didn't completely mess you up down there did I? I didn't mean for you to-" You stop when she grabs your hands firmly
  1344. 1344.
    >She takes a deep breath and looks into your eyes, almost, passionately
  1345. 1345.
    >"Anon, can I talk to you?" She says
  1346. 1346.
    >You thought you were already doing that, but alrighty
  1347. 1347.
    "Of course Twilight, what's it exactly you want to talk about?"
  1348. 1348.
    >She smiles
  1349. 1349.
    >Twilight says nothing but slowly leads you into the bathroom with her
  1350. 1350.
    >Oh goodness.jpg
  1351. 1351.
    "Twilight, what's going on? Are you alright?"
  1352. 1352.
    >She doesn't reply but instead shuts the bathroom door and presses you against it
  1353. 1353.
    >She pushes herself onto you softly, you can feel her heartbeat faintly, it's very rapid
  1354. 1354.
    >Hell, yours is too
  1355. 1355.
    >When she looks up at you, you can make out from behind those big, sexy glasses of hers some tears beginning to form
  1356. 1356.
    >The fuck is happening?
  1357. 1357.
    "Twilight, I need you to tell me what this is about"
  1358. 1358.
    >She takes a deep breath and moves her hands up and down your torso
  1359. 1359.
    >"Anon, did you? Did you really mean all of that?" She finally mutters
  1360. 1360.
    >Hm?
  1361. 1361.
    "All of what, Twi?"
  1362. 1362.
    >You figured a cute nickname was in order right now, she blushed a little bit and smiled
  1363. 1363.
    >"When you said that um, smart people are hot and stuff, and that you'd...marry me?"
  1364. 1364.
    >Is this a proposal?!
  1365. 1365.
    >You give a look of uncertainty and she looks a little afraid at first, before realization dawned on her
  1366. 1366.
    >"I don't mean marry me! I am talking about the game, y'know? Yeah"
  1367. 1367.
    >Nice save, girl
  1368. 1368.
    >You smile lovingly and pull her into a hug, rubbing her back slowly with your left hand
  1369. 1369.
    >She's surprised about the gesture but returns it

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