Anon eats unpeeled banana with Derpy Hooves


                                            >You are with the beautiful, lovely bimbo mare

                                            >Some say her shit's all 'tarded, but you know she's not

                                            >her walleye is a bit of a distraction and minor disability but she gets by just fine

                                            >She might sound a bit ditzy and naive about things but she can certainly take care of herself

                                            >She is well-groomed, has proper self-hygiene, and of course usually smells pleasantly of fresh baked muffins

                                            >You two are dating

                                            >It happened so suddenly, as things often do

                                            >what started as a frustrated visit to the post office and almost screeching autistically at her over the counter about an untracked package...

                                            >turned into getting lost into each other's eyes, or in one of her eyes in your case.

                                            >You two were currently out on a date

                                            >These times were wonderful, and often filled with quirky fun

                                            >which often ended in mind-blowing passionate green-man on pony sex

                                            >You go to dinner

                                            >It's a nice restaurant, you both stare lovingly into each others eyes, giggle and have small talk while loudly slurping and smacking gnocci and pesto.

                                            >Next you two go and see a movie

                                            >it's expensive, and you reluctantly have to pass up the consession stand, you were kinda full anyway from dinner, 'no need for 24 bit popcorn and eighteen bit soda,' you are thinking.

                                            >You look worriedly at Derpy but she didn't seem interested at all at the idea of getting snacks there, and walks with you smiling all the way to into the theatre room.

                                            >You get really autistically engaged with the film you're watching and get lost in it awhile

                                            >'Wow, that angsty, mentally ill loner antihero protagonist is literally me' you keep thinking.

                                            >Derpy isn't as interested, and not even paying much attention

                                            >when you occasionally glance sideways at her to see how she's reacting to the film, she's often just smiling back at you.

                                            >”I brought snacks...” she whispers in your ear.

                                            >You turn to her. “What? How?” you ask. She didn't bring a bag or anything with her.

                                            >Her one focused eye gives you that look.

                                            >”Oh...”

                                            >She giggles, and her hoof holds up... a banana.

                                            >“Ah... healthy snack choice!” You quietly chuckle.

                                            >She tilts her head at you as if not understanding but begins to try and peel the banana with her other hoof.

                                            >You watch as she begins to squish the banana between her two hooves, not having any luck with peeling it, and almost drops it.

                                            >“Here, let me help--” Your arms crisscross and fumble with her legs and you both struggle a bit as the banana bounces about, nearly falling to the floor from both of your grasps, when it lands in such a way that you both catch it by grabbing each end of it in your mouths.

                                            >You uncross your arms from each other, now awkwardly holding the banana between you two like the couple from Lady and the Tramp.

                                            >She eyes you sensually and begins to chomp at the banana on her end, without even peeling it. Wtf? Oh right... horses...

                                            >You are hesitant but want to keep up in this game, so suck it up and begin... biting down and chewing your own end.

                                            >it's very tough, waxy, and the banana interior violently squishes out from inside it, but you manage to nearly keep up with her and meet in the middle.

                                            >You both make out, sharing banana mush and unchewed peel between your mouths.

                                            >You stopped caring about the movie.

                                            >Your kissing is sloppy, messy, probably loud

                                            >You two might need to take this somewhere else

                                            >Just when you feel like you might jump into one another's seat and start banging right there she pulls away and giggles.

                                            >God, she's messy, hair disheveled with a piece of banana peel on her left cheek, mush everywhere and spit dripple. But at least you both finished the banana.

                                            >"Wanna ditch the movie and go back to my place?"

                                            >She nods.

                                            >"Got any more bananas on you?"

                                            >she giggles and nods.