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>Be driving a first generation Subaru Impreza along a twisty road like a boss.
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>Not even a Daewoo Espero.
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>The Fiat 126p ended up in a ditch.
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>Not vaping, because fuck that shit.
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>tfw “impreza” means “party” in Polish
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>Colin McRae would be proud.
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>Beside you sits your favorite little fuzzball.
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>You managed to convince her to try and go camping with you.
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>Camping sucks ass, but you wanted to try doing it with her anyway.
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>Glancing over to Starlight, you see her looking out the window with a somber expression, head propped up by one of her forelegs placed against the passenger door.
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>After executing another glorious gear shift down a short straight, you reach over to her and rub one ear between your fingers.
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>She turns her head to look at you with an amused smile, her other ear flopping down.
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>”Can I help you with something?”
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>You smile back at her.
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“Already doing plenty.”
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>You let go of her ear and look back at the road ahead.
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>”How long till we get there?”
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“We’re basically just around the corner. A minute or two, maybe.”
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>You turn off onto a dirt road leading into a forest.
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>Starlight looks up ahead also, as she finds some amusement in the now bouncy ride.
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>Eventually you drive out of the woods and stop by a lake at the edge of the forest.
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>You turn off the engine and Starlight hops out of the car.
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>The two of you pause to take in the smell of a typical large body of water and enjoy the breeze.
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>Nobody else seems to be around.
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“Okay, first things first, we should get the…”
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>A tent all set up is teleported right beside you.
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>You try and probably fail to give Starlight a stern look.
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>”What? You said you hate setting up tents.”
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“That’s part of the fun.”
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>She shakes her head like a disappointed parent would and walks over to the car’s trunk.
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>”Do we need anything else right now?”
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>You stand beside her and take out a shovel.
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“It’d be nice if you could get us some sticks and rocks.”
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>”On it.”
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>You also grab a bundle of old newspapers, a bag of coals and go dig a shallow hole in the ground.
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>Starlight comes back and levitates a bunch of wood and stones beside the hole.
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>You set up the grand hole o’ fire.
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>As you do that, Starlight trots into the lake.
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>You occasionally look up towards her, smiling as you watch her play and soak in the cool water.
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>You set up two folding chairs, those that are pretty much just three pipes with a bit of cloth to sit on, check the tent and light the fire.
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>The sun is starting to set.
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>Starlight walks back out of the lake. Her mane, tail and fur are dripping.
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>One swift spell later, she’s all dry again.
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>tfw no wet mare
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>”Need help with anything?”
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>She looks a lot more lively now.
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>You take out a sack of potatoes and a roll of tin foil.
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“We just need to wrap these up and put them in the fire.”
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>She sits down on the empty chair beside you and you set out to work.
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>”So… are we just eating potatoes?”
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“Of course not.”
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>You slam down two bottles of delicious, thick, white, chunky liquid.
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>kefir.jpeg
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>She keeps looking between you and the bottles, while you try to keep looking proud of something.
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>You falter.
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“Normally I’d also add some cooked bits of onion, but I’m afraid that’s far too extravagant for today.”
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>You try giving her your best overly dramatic gesture.
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>She rolls her eyes, but can’t help the smile creeping up onto her face.
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>You walk over to the car and come back with an acoustic guitar and two jars of clear liquid.
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“And while we wait, we can have some shine and pretend that either of us knows how to play this thing.”
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>She takes one of the jars, you sit back down and start sipping.
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>”Why do you have this thing anyway?”
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>She points to the instrument.
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“I tried getting into it a while ago. I think I still remember a few basic songs.”
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>”Well then, go on. Impress me.”
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>She jovially exclaims.
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>You strum to whatever random chords you still remember, without much rhyme or reason.
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>Starlight just sits in silence, occasionally taking a swig of her drink.
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>This is getting awkward.
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>You stop.
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>She chuckles a little.
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>”You have no sense of rhythm.”
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“Want to try it?”
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>”Sure. I used to play a little electric guitar ages ago.”
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>She sets the jar aside and grabs the instrument.
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>Starlight messes around with the guitar while you fish the food out of the fire.
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>She lays the guitar down on the ground and levitates one of the potatoes and a bottle of magnificent kefir over to her.
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>You eat.
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>She always looks so cute while she eats.
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>Night approaching, you finish up and put away everything, except for the shine.
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>Feeling a little melancholy, you pull out a pipe and light it.
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>”It doesn’t suit you.”
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>You point the pipe at her.
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“Now listen here little missy. I’ll smoke my pipe whenever I want.”
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>She puts up a hoof to her muzzle and chuckles, before shaking her head, still smiling.
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“I suppose it’s not for me. I just wanted an excuse to point it at someone.”
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>You continue sitting by the fire, finishing your drinks as the night sets over the landscape.
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>Finally you put out the fire, shove the jars in a bag and make your way towards the tent.
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>There’s only one large sleeping bag.
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>You do a mental fist pump.
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>Starlight crawls into the bag first, as you zip up the tent.
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>You wiggle your way inside next to her, wrap one arm around her midsection and use your free hand to play with her mane.
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>She wraps her hooves around you and nuzzles her face into your neck.
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>Camping’s not that bad.
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