>Your alarm clock goes off at 7AM as usual. For obvious reasons, you forgot to turn it off >With Dash between you and the clock, you can't quite reach it >*SLAM* >With the swing of her fist she shuts off the alarm, probably permanently "Thanks" >She groans as her eyes slowly drift shut >... >* RIIIIING* "I think that's yours" >Dash: "Ugh... damn it" >She crawls out of bed and finds her dress still lying on the floor >She removes her phone from the pocket. Answering it seems to be a struggle for her, still trying to wake up >Dash: "yeah?... I'm at Rarity's place, I spent the night... I went to the dance, remember?... yeah, I'm okay, just tired... alright, I'll be home later" >She hangs up, then turns her phone off for good measure "Rarity's place?" >Dash: "You wanna call my grandpa back and tell him we slept together?" "... my lips are sealed" >She lets out a yawn before crawling back into bed >... >Dash: "You can't sleep, can you" "Nope" >Dash: "Me either" >Well so much for getting your rest >You have to climb over her to get out of bed >Dash: "Where are you going?" "I'm going to take a quick shower. I'll leave the door unlocked, so if you need anything just come get me" >Dash: "Alright, I'm going to try and get some rest" >She pulls the covers over herself, gets comfortable, and falls back asleep >You close the bathroom door, get undressed, and turn on the shower >The water usually takes forever to heat up, you end up getting in while it's barely tolerable >After about five minutes you hear the door creak open. You can't see through the curtain but you can assume who it is "Dash? Is that you?" >Dash: "Yeah, it's me" "Need something?" >Dash: "Kind of... I need you" "What for?" >Dash: "..." >When she doesn't respond you peek out from behind the shower curtain >She's standing there rubbing her arm, awkwardly staring at the ground like she's looking for something to say >Oh yeah, and she's naked >.... Oh, that was her trying to be playful and sexy >Either you're completely oblivious or she's just really awkward >Probably both "Come on, get in here" >She carefully steps into the shower "The water's not too cold, is it?" >Dash: "No, it's fine" >She'd be more convincing if she wasn't already shivering "Don't worry, it'll heat up in a minute" >She snuggles up against you, acting like she's doing it out of love and not to use you as a shield from the water >Well, you're used to cold water so you let her >Dash: "hey Anon..." >She looks up at you and whispers "maybe we can make it a little hotter on our own" >Her second attempt at seduction, much more effective "What did you have in mind?" >She just winks >Pressing her body against you, she slips one leg between yours. You can feel her prickly pubic area rubbing against your thigh >Does it still count as "dry-humping" if you're in the shower? >Whatever you call it, it's working >Even an ice bath couldn't stop you from rising to the occasion >Dash: "A little too excited aren't you?" "You're one to talk, I bet there's more than just water running down my leg" >Dash: "Not if you're going to make me do all the work here" >Realizing she's got a point, you consider your options >Something new >Something she's not expecting... >Got it >You start kissing her on the lips, putting your arms around her. Just as she opens her mouth, hoping for your tongue, you move your kisses down to her neck. She starts running her fingers through your hair. Slowly, you start kneeling down, not ceasing kissing her body, pausing just as your face is between her breasts. She instinctively pushes your head downward, waiting for you to move to her crotch >But that's not happening >Instead, you move over towards her breast and kiss her erect nipple, before gently sucking it >They were already erect from the cold water, making it easier for you to o your job >She gasps out loudly, probably from surprise and not because she liked it that much >She starts playing with her other side, roughly groping herself and flicking her nipple around. With her other hand, she presses your face into her like she's trying to suffocate you >Okay, maybe she did enjoy it that much >You push her active hand away and do exactly as she was, letting yourself take full responsibility of pleasing her >With nothing else for her hands to do, she slips her fingers between her legs. Even with her own fingers inside herself, she still humps your leg, using you to push them in an out >The water has to started to reach a reasonable temperature >Dash: "Anon..." "Yeah?" >Dash: "I want you to- AAH!" >You gently bite her nipple, which seems to cut her off "You were saying?" >Dash: "I want- mmh!" >You do it again >She seems to really like it "Sorry what was that" >You gently nibble her tit, while she struggles to speak through her gasping >Dash: "I-I want you t-to fuck me!" >The fact that she was able to say it out loud like that means she must be desperate >You can feel the steam rising in the room >You move the wet clumps of hair from her face before kissing her once again. This time, you welcome her tongue into your mouth, and your hands find their way back to her chest >As her hand starts massaging the growing appendage between your legs, yours do the same with her soft breasts. Though admittedly small in size, there's a certain attractiveness to them that you can't resist >Between toying wit her tongue in your mouth and her small nipples with your fingers, you seem to get lost >It throws you off when she breaks away from the kiss >Dash: "Anon, please" >She grabs your hand and guides it down her wet body and between her legs >Oh yeah, she has a vagina too >Her body eagerly and gladly welcomes your intruding fingers >Once you start pumping your fingers in and out of her, she resumes the kiss, even letting out a quiet moan under her breath >The again, since it only takes one hand to finger her, you continue groping her with the other >Every part of her body seems to be enjoying this moment >Her pussy tightens around your fingers every time you try to pull them out. Her tongue wrestles with yours like an aggressive puppy. Her nipples poke out in a way that almost begs you to play with them >Dash's grip on your dick loosens. She steps back towards the wall of the shower, turns around, and sticks her ass out, resting on the wall with her hands >Dash: "I can't wait any longer" >You approach her, gently grabbing her from behind before thrusting your cock into her >A little abrupt but it worked >As you pump in and out of her, dripping water splashing between your hips with every impact. You're cautious not to move too fast, you've slipped on this shower floor one too many times to not know your lesson >Of course, that goes out the window pretty quickly. Once you start to move faster you can feel her start to wobble. At first you think it's the slippery floor, but then you realize she's only balancing herself on the wall with one hand >It's not unheard of for her to touch herself during sex, rubbing her clitoris while you fuck her >But her hand isn't anywhere near her crotch >It's at her chest "You okay Dash?" >Dash: "Y-Yeah, just don't stop" >You lean over her a little more to get better look, and sure enough, she's playing with her own breast, squeezing and flicking her nipple. And she's enjoying it >You should let her carry on in peace. To bring it up now would most likely embarrass her, and that's no way to treat the girl you love >Dash: "... h-Hey! What are you doing?" "Nothing, Dashie" >You reached for the other side of her chest, teasing it the way she is doing to herself "Should I stop?" >Dash: "...." >No response >So you continue to play with her tit. Leaning over like this makes it a struggle to keep your balance, but Dash sure loves it, and that's what matters >Dash: "A-Anon... stop for a sec" >Well you thought she did >You pull your hand away and back away so you're no longer leaning over her, but you continue moving >Dash: "I meant stop everything" >You stop moving and pull out, and she turns to face you "Did I do something wrong?" >Dash: "No, of course not. It's just that... do you really like my boobs THAT much?" "Well, yeah. Kind of" >When a girls asks that, there's really no good answer >But to your surprise, she's happy with your response. Otherwise she wouldn't have that embarrassed half-smile of hers that always gives you a heart attack from cuteness >Dash: "W-Well, do you wanna do more with them?" "More like what?" >Dash: "You know..." "Actually I don't know" >Dash: "Well you should, I found it on your computer earlier" >What >Dash: "... and a whole lot of it" >You really need to start hiding your porn folder >She kneels down, beckoning you closer and closer until your penis is pressed up against her, right at chest level. After a few nudges and adjustments, little Anon finds a snug home right down her cleavage >Pressing her small breasts together with her hands, she quickly realizes that this is nothing like one of your Japanese animes >Not with those small (but still perfect) B-cups of hers >Regardless, she follows through with her plan, bouncing her breasts up and down, trying to squish your dick between them "I'm not sure that-" >Dash: "-Shush! I can do this!" >Her eyes are filled with a lustful determination,a look that you can't help but find irresistible. And you doubting her only seems to make her try even harder >The hot water raining down makes her already warm body that much warmer. Sliding between her soft, slippery breasts feels pretty good >But the look in her eyes, the determination, the desire; it's absolutely irresistible, it makes the sensation all the more amazing. Hell, you might actually be getting dizzy >Realizing that she's doing something right, Dash decided to be a little more adventurous >She holds your dick out in front of her and pokes it into her left breast, rubbing it around until you run over her nipple >Your cock twitches when you feel the little bump >Dash: "So are you enjoying it so far?" "Just keep going" >You barely manage to stutter that out >She smiles triumphantly, continuously rubbing your head over her tits, taking extra time teasing you with her nipples. It's hard to tell how long this has been going on, because the shower rinses off any traces of precum you left trailing across her chest >Mental note: Do this again outside of the shower >It must have been a while though >Your legs start to tremble, feeling weak >You feel a far-too-familiar tingle building up, and the more your dick twitches in anticipation, you don't even have to give Dash a heads-up. She can just tell >You've trained her well "Dash..." >Dash: "I know" >Immediately, she returns your cock to it's position between her breasts and begins massaging you >Though you missed the feeling of her little bumps rubbing against your head, she substitutes it for her tongue gently lapping at you >She takes as much of you into her mouth as she can, though not flexible enough to really get past the head >It's all you really need >The warmth of her mouth, the rough texture of her tongue slowly swirling around your cock, her slippery breasts massaging you on either side >You can tell you're at your limit, so you do the most sensible thing at the moment >You pull away >You pull away, letting your cock pop out of her mouth, spraying strand after strand of your cum onto her face and with a little careful aim, onto her tits >She flinches as if you just shot at her >Then again, you kind of just did >It was really the most intense orgasm you've had in a long time. You feel your legs getting weak, no, your whole body getting weak... >Then you black out >Dash: "... Anon? Are you awake?" >Dash is standing over you, wearing the sweater you gave her last night "... I think so. What happened?" >You struggle to get up, but she urges that you stay lying on the bed >Come to think of it, when did you get to your bed? >Dash: "I take it you're not used to exercising in the heat" "Why? What happened?" >You remember doing it in the shower, and the heat making you dizzy, but not much... other than it being awesome >Dash: "You passed out from exhaustion after you... you know, on me" >You do recall catching a glimpse of Dash looking up at you, the water slowly rinsing your cum from her face before everything went dark >Mental note: Do this again outside of the shower. Take pictures "Did you carry me to bed?" >Dash: "Yeah. I had to dress you too" >All you're wearing is your boxers "This is what you call dressed?" >Dash: "W-Well I had to make sure you stayed cool, didn't want to wrap you up too much. Heat exhaustion, you know?" >... yeah, sure >She's gotten better at bullshitting "So can I ask you one quick question?" >Dash: "Sure" "When you came into the bathroom, was doing all that part of your plan?" >Dash: "No, not really. I was going to do something else, but then you did that thing with your mouth, and it just... got me in the mood" "So what we're you going to do?" >Dash: "... I'll save it for another time" >She crawls into bed next to you, her still damp hair feeling providing a relieving coolness against your skin as she hugs you tightly >And just now, it occurs to you >She went through your porn folder at least once, and most likely again while you were passed out >She knows all of your fetishes >All of them >You wake up several hours later, after having fallen back asleep >Dash had taken the liberty to snuggle up next to you under the covers while you were asleep, though you can’t really say against your will >You try to sit up without disturbing her, but she still wakes >She rubs her eyes as she slowly gets up. She’s still wearing that baggy old sweater you let her borrow, which is way too big on her. Her hair is a mess, which is perfectly normal seeing as how she just woke up, but it still surprises you >The fact that the sporty, athletic, tomboy Rainbow Dash could be so adorable >Dash: “Morning Nonny” >You glance over at the alarm clock >1pm “I’d hardly call it morning” >She looks at the clock >Dash: “True. At least I got some sleep though” "Yeah, about half a day's worth. Didn't you tell your grandpa this morning that you'd be home a long time ago?" >Dash: "Yeah, kind of" >She lays back down "Still tired?" >Dash: “No, I just don’t feel like going home yet” "Then don't, stay as long as you like" >Dash: "Really?" "Sure, why not" >Deciding to take you up on your offer she sits up next to you "Though maybe you should at least stop by at home for a bit and change clothes. You've been wearing nothing but my sweater since last night" >Dash: "Don't worry. I'll make sure to wash it before I give it back-" "-Don't worry, keep it" >Dash: "You sure?" "Yeah, it looks good on you" > Her reaction is delayed >First nothing. Then a little smile. Then a little blush. >Then all at once, she tackles you into a hug tight enough to suffocate you, loudly thanking you over and over again. You fall back onto the bed >As cute as she is, it doesn't change the fact that she's strong, really strong. >And it doesn't change the fact that she still doesn't have clean clothes to wear >Finally, she jumps up out of the bed, taking the sweater off to get dressed >She puts her dress back on and ties the sweater around her waist >After throwing some other clothes on, you walk with her to the front door to see her out "You know your way back home right?" >Dash: "Pretty sure. What do you want to do when I get back?" "I was thinking that maybe we could have lunch or something, seeing as how it's already afternoon and we haven't eaten all day" >Dash: "I like the way you think. What are you going to make?" "Actually, I was thinking we could go out somewhere. There's a lot of really good restaurants nearby" >Dash: "Go out to eat?" "That's what I said" >Dash: "You mean like... like a date?" >It never really occurred to you until now, but you've never really taken Dash out on a date, just the two of you >Unless of course asking her to the dance counted, which it didn't >What the hell kind of boyfriend are you "Yeah, just like a date" >Dash: "... Sure, sounds fun, See you in a bit" >She waves goodbye and heads off down the street >Looking down at yourself, you realize you should probably get dressed in something better too >For some reason, you expected a lot more spaghetti dropage from her just now >Maybe she's getting over awkwardness >Good for her >Be Rainbow Dash >As soon as you round the corner out of sight from Nonny's apartment you take your phone out and turn it back on >Nonny just asked you out on a date. Like, a real date with just the two of you. The dance didn't really count, all your friends were there. But this time, it's no friends. Just you and him... >You're about to have a heart attack >Once your phone is on you call Rarity >You're going to need some advice >Be Rainbow Dash >As soon as you were done on the phone with Rarity you hauled ass back home >Not fast enough for gramps apparently >Gramps: "Where the hell have you been? I thought you were coming home hours ago" "Sorry, I meant to come home sooner but I was so tired" >Gramps: "You're dad would kill you if he knew you were out all night" "Well it's not like I was sleeping in the streets or anything, I was at Rarity's place" >Gramps: "Well hurry and clean yourself up. You reek of sweat and you look a total mess" >He's never really been a gentle talker >Then again, he does have a point. You're wearing the same dress you wore last night; the only difference is it's more wrinkled after spending the night thrown on the floor. Not to mention how you hurried home in it today, you petty much mixed in fresh sweat in with the old sweat from last night's dancing and drunken sex >Don't exactly look like a rainbow or smell like a bowl of skittles >First thing's first, you take a shower >The shower at Anon's place didn't really get you any cleaner >While in the shower, gramps starts calling out your name. When he doesn't stop you double-time getting yourself cleaned up >After drying yourself off you step out of the bathroom, with nothing but a towel around you to cover up "Alright alright, what do you want?" >Gramps: "The commie's here to see you" >Rarity steps out from behind him >Rarity: "Is this a bad time" >Yes it is, you're naked. But you do need her help, and you did ask her to come by... "No, it's fine. Come on" >You take Rarity back to your room >When you get to your room, Rarity sits on your bed >Rarity: "He's never going to warm up to me, is he?" "Don't take it personal, he doesn't like anyone" >You drop the towel and start getting yourself dressed. As you put your bra on you're interrupted by Rarity jumping up and groping you from behind. Your boobs are a little sore from earlier "What the hell are you doing?" >Rarity: "Hmm... " >She pulls her hands away and sits back down "I think you need to size up again" >Damn it, you just did a month ago >Ignoring it, you continue getting dressed >Rarity: "So does your grandpa know about your date today?" >You shush her "he doesn't even know that I have a boyfriend" >Rarity: "really? why not?" "if he knew about me and Anon he'd kill him. especially if he knew about... everything" >Rarity makes a zipper motion across her lips >When you're finished dressing you present yourself "So, how do I look?" >She says nothing "... What?" >She shakes her head "Too casual?" >She sighs >Maybe you should have asked Fluttershy for help >Rarity: "Well, its... nice. But if this is for Anon you ant to look better than nice, right?" "Yeah, I guess, but-" >Rarity: "-No excuses! It's my job to make sure you look absolutely perfect!" >Well, she's got enthusiasm >After rummaging around in your closet, she picks something out >Rarity: "Here, try this" >After trying it on she decides it's not "perfect" either, so she puts you in something else >She puts you through a whole damn fashion show, turning your closet inside out before deciding on an outfit for you, a nice red blouse, not too fancy but still nice, with black shorts, and long black socks up to your knees "You're sure I look good in this?" >Rarity: "Trust me darling you look magnificent. Or 'awesome', as you'd probably put it" >You look at yourself all over, really getting a sense of what you're wearing. You do look pretty damn awesome "Yeah, you're right" >For once her picky sense of fashion may save you >Rarity: "So where is the date going to be?" "We haven't even decided yet. He just told me there's some nice places around" >Rarity: "Well do you have an idea of where you might be going?" "Nice try, you're not coming along" >Her pout says you hit the nail right on the head >On your way out, you grab Anon''s sweater, which was balled up by your pillow >Rarity: "Dash, wait" "What?" >Rarity: "Don't you have a sweater that's not so... worn out?" "This is Anon's sweater, but he told me this morning I could keep it, so I thought I'd wear it" >She doesn't seem pleased at all >Rarity: "I'm sure it means a lot. It's just so old and faded, it makes your whole outfit look a little... well, no offense, sloppy" "Well tough luck, I'm taking it. Besides, it's actually really warm and comfy" >You quickly put it on, unzipped and open. The sleeves are long enough to cover up your hands to your fingertips. Then you head out, showing Rarity out with you >As far as gramps is concerned, you're heading back to her place "Sorry for the wait Anon, I didn't take too long did I?" >Anon: "No, not at all" >He's waiting for you outside his front door, tapping his finger on the wall with the same expression he had when you met him at the cafe last night >Yup, he's lying "Are you sure?" >Anon: "Well you did kind of take two hours, but it was worth it" >The second half of that statement was almost sweet enough to make you ignore the first half >He tries to take your and, but ends up with a handful of sleeve. So instead, he puts his arm around your shoulders "So anyways, where are we going?" >Anon: "What are you in the mood for?" "Doesn't matter, whatever you have in mind" >Anon: "We can go anywhere really, it doesn't matter to me" "Anywhere's fine with me too" >The two of you are stuck in this situation, the whole "I don't know where do you want to go" endless loop, and you both realize it >You start walking together towards no specific place, figuring you'll decide on the way >He's awkwardly staring at you the whole way there. You decide to ask him about it "Is everything okay?" >Anon: "I'm fine. You just look great today" "Even with your old worn-out sweater?" >Anon: "Looks a lot better on you than it did on me" >You put your arm around his waist and pull yourself closer to his side "Thanks. You look great too" >He smiles >Victory >Anon: "Thanks Dashie" >Sometimes you wonder if he calls you that just to gauge your reaction... jokes on him, that just makes it a double victory >Not far down the street there's a big outdoor plaza with a bunch of different restaurants, like a big food court >There's a sushi bar that looks closed at the moment, probably having something to do with the big red board nailed to the door, with bold letters that read "PUBLIC HEALTH NOTICE" >Next door is an Italian place with a window sign that boasts having the best spaghetti in town, claiming it's "out of this world" >A little further down there's a barbeque place with an intoxicating scent wafting over >In the middle of the parking lot is a Mexican food truck, with a long line being held up by a blue-haired girl at the front loudly demanding more tacos >There's a McDonald's too, don't they have a dollar menu? >Anon: "See anything in particular?" "Well... " >You wouldn't mind getting dirty with some BBQ ribs... but that Italian place does make an interesting statement >Yup, you've made up your mind "How do you feel for some spaghetti?" >Taking each other's hands you head into the Italian restaurant, Ampliare Pene >The host is a young looking guy, probably just a few years older than you and Anon. He tells you that the wait shouldn't be long, they're clearing up a table now >The two of you stand against the wall waiting for them to call you up. There's another couple waiting outside the restaurant >Before you can really think too much, the host calls you up and takes you to your table >You got a booth along the wall by a window. A minute or two later the waiter shows up to take your drink orders "Just water is fine" >Anon: "I'll have coffee" >He leaves and the two of you look over the menu >Anon: "You have an idea of what you're getting?" "Not sure, do you?" >Anon: "The pasta's definitely worth trying. It's what I usually get" "So you come here often?" >Anon: "Sometimes, but not usually with another person... scratch that, never with another person" "You mean you go out to eat alone?" >Anon: "Yeah, I was THAT guy. At least I got a few free sympathy deserts out of it though" >Damn, you actually feel bad for him >Even before you had him, you would go out to eat with the girls, never by yourself "Well you don't have to be that guy anymore" >You reach your hand out across the table for his. A simple gesture, but it gets a smile out of him. Out of both of you >Just then, the waiter arrives with your drinks and a basket of complimentary breadsticks, just in time to ruin the moment >Then he takes your orders. You order the spaghetti and meatballs in a four cheese tomato sauce, sounds really good right about now. Anon simply says "make that two" >Once the waiter's gone, you try to think of a way to restore that moment, that feeling of happiness that makes you forget that anyone else was even in the room, like the rest of the world doesn't even matter >... >Nope. Nothing. He ruined the moment >Someone's not getting a tip >Less than a minute after he's gone Anon had emptied his cup of coffee "Already?" >Anon: "I needed it. Had to skip my morning coffee because someone kept me busy" "Hey, just for the record that was all your idea" >You know just as much as he does how wrong that is >Anon: "Pretty sure it was yours" "That's not how I remember it" >Anon: "Are you remembering the same morning?" >Initiate damage control "Let's just agree that it was a mutual idea" >Anon: "But it was all you-" "-So anyways have you tried these breadsticks? They look good" >You immediately grab one and stuff it in your mouth, trying to change the subject >He's quietly laughing >Anon: "Regardless, I'm sure the next time it will be all my idea" "Next time?" >Anon: "Of course. Let's face it that was too awesome to be a one-time thing" >You nearly choke on the last of the breadstick, but manage to force it down "... so that good, huh?" >He smiles >Anon: "Dashie, everything you do is awesome" >You can't tell if he's teasing you again or being sincere, so you have no idea how to respond >He reaches across the table for your hand again, lacing his fingers with yours >Yup, it's sincere >You try to come up with a response >You know, something sweet, something romantic >... >*BUMP* >Anon: "Did you just kick me?" >Yeah, that's the best you got "It was more of a tap" >He quietly chuckles. He knows what that 'tap' means >An acceptable substitute for punching him in the arm >It's really something special that such a small gesture can mean so much between- >*BUMP* "Hey!" >Anon: "What? It was just a tap" >Forget love >He just declared war >The two of you spend the rest if the time waiting for your meals kicking each other under the table >There's probably a lot of people staring at you >But fuck it, you're having fun >The kick fight halts when the waiter came by to refill Anon's coffee >After assuring that your food should be out shortly, he leaves you be, and as soon as he's gone Anon makes the first shot >Go time >In your attempt to retaliate you accidentally kick the table stand. The table rattles, nearly making his coffee almost spill over and knocking your utensils on the floor >Maybe you shouldn't have left them on he edge >Anon: "Smooth" >You get down to pick them up, and while peeking under the table, you notice he's sitting with his legs abnormally wide open, even for a guy >... >Target locked >You toss your utensils on the opposite corner of the table against the wall, making a mental note to ask for new ones. God knows when the last time they cleaned this floor >When you sit back down you try your best to conceal your smile as you discretely kick your shoes off >You lean back and extend your leg forward, caressing his shin with your toes a lot more gently than you have been. He notices the change in mood >Anon: "Dash, what are you up to?" "Nothing" >So you say as you slide your foot up to is thigh, gently rubbing him up and down as if massaging him. It's hard to tell if he's actually liking it at first, he's too good at keeping his cool; it's a little nerve-racking You hate to rush these things, but you need to know. Your foot makes it's way between his legs, gently enough to not hurt him but quick enough to catch him off guard >And it's still a little unclear, but there's something going on in there >You give him a little pressure >Anon: "Nothing, huh?" "Is it working?" >He doesn't say anything; his body speaks for itself >Something's rising in there >Victory >Even between his pants and your socks, you can make out the shape of his thing, so you start stroking it the best you can. It seems easier than you thought it'd be >Just one of the many things you learned about while looking through his computer >You can feel his leg shaking >You're doing something right, so you move just a little faster >He always seems has the same expression when you do this stuff- trying, and failing, to not look like he's loving it >Anon: "Hey Dash" "Yeah?" >Anon: "Having fun?" "Maybe" >Anon: "How far are you planning on taking this?" "As far as you want to go" >That was a sexy response right? >He grabs your foot, sliding his thumbs between you and his body >Maybe not so sexy after all >He squeezes you with his thumbs, rotating them around the ball of your foot >He's massaging you >Maybe that was sexy after all >You slide your heel up and down his length, a feeling you've missed for so long >You're not quite as good at hiding your expression as he is >You feel a tingle in your foot, that eventually spreads up between your legs >There's no real way to explain why having your feet touched has always been so exhilarating >Through his pants you can feel a little twitch every now and again. It makes you want to giggle every time >He stops rubbing your foot, much to your dismay >You try pouting, hoping to get him to continue >A smile spreads across his face... you're not sure how you feel bout it- "Ah- mmh!" >You quickly stuff your face with another breadstick, trying to stifle your voice. His foot just pressed between your legs >Part of you wishes he'd given you a heads up. Another part of you is wishing you were wearing a skirt >He must have taken his shoes off too, because you can feel each toe rubbing your crotch up and down >This is what, the third time you've done it in the past two days? >And yet, this is the most exciting >You scoot in closer and gently grind into his foot. Damn it, if only he could move his toes like his fingers >Nevertheless, you can feel your underwear getting more and more damp by the minute >.... And far too soon, he pulls his foot out from between your crotch, and pushes yours away >There's no way he finished yet, you would have felt it >But regardless, it seems he's done for now >Damn it, you're still wet, and it's uncomfortable, really uncomfortable >Maye you should run to the bathroom. You can't finish yourself off, but you can at least clean up a little >Anon: "Hey Dash, the-" "Just a second, I'll be right back" >You jump out of your seat >Anon: "Dash wait-" *CRASH* >Be Anon >Dash had started some foot play with you, so you returned the favor >But sooner than you'd have liked, you catch the waiter coming back with the two plates of spaghetti >You had to break off the foot play, you don't want to risk getting caught in public, especially not in a good restaurant like this >Since he's coming towards you, Dash doesn't see him approaching "Hey Dash, the-" >Dash: "Just a second, I'll be right back" >She jumps out of her seat "Dash wait-" *CRASH* >... just in time to collide with the waiter >Dash stumbled back, managing to catch herself on the table >The waiter tripped forward, falling onto his knees >The spaghetti plates fell from his hands, making a perfect 10/10 landing >One in your lap, the other on your head >Both spaghetti-side down >This could have gone better >Be Rainbow Dash >You just bumped into the waiter. He fell over but you managed to catch yourself >Waiter: "You okay ma'am?" "Yeah, I'm fine" >The waiter gets to his feet and apologizes, to you first but mostly to Anon >And that's when you glance over at Anon, his face covered in spaghetti >... >Well consider yourself single from now on >The waiter rushes off to get some towels, leaving you and Anon alone together at the center of attention >The whole restaurant is watching you trying to find the right words to say for a sincere apology "... u-umm" >He looks at you without saying a word. You've never seen him mad before so it's hard to tell if he is or not "I-I didn't mean to, I'm sorry" >Anon: "Don't be" "I didn't do it on purpose I just-" >Anon: "-Dash, please" >He puts his hand up to shush you. At first, you can't tell where he's going with this >Your palms are sweaty. You knees are weak. Your arms are heavy >He lets out a sigh. He closes his eyes as if trying to think... >Then, as he puts his hand down, he quietly chuckles >Anon: "It's not the first time I've dropped my spaghetti here" >His chuckle bursts into a full on laugh, which you awkwardly try to join in on >After wiping off all the noodles off himself and onto one of the plates, he gets up and puts his hands on your shoulders, as if hugging you from a distance >Anon: "It's no big deal alright?" >He gently strokes your cheek, and you nod in acceptance >You don't care about getting messy, you collapse into his chest and hug him tightly >Naturally he smells like spaghetti >At least the food smells good >The waiter shows up with an armful of towels and starts cleaning up. He hands one to each of you, before offering to comp your meals >You and Anon clean yourselves up as best you can, then take your seats on opposite sides of the booth >Everyone else carries on with their business, save for the occasional awkward glance >Anon: "Hold still" >Not long after the heads up, the waiter comes back out with two identical plates of pasta, putting one in front of each of you, assuring you it's on the house >It looks much more appetizing on a plate rather than in Anon's hair >As hungry as you are you find yourself having a hard time managing your fork, your nerves still calming down >Anon: "You okay?" "Yeah, I think" >He silently shakes his head, then gets up to sit on the same side as you. Taking your fork from you, he twirls it on the plate then holds it up to you "Are you trying to feed me?" >Anon: "Aren't you hungry?" >You silently lean forward and take the bite >.... >Anon snickers >Yeah, you're probably smiling like an idiot right bout now, but damn is this the best pasta you've ever eaten. And suddenly you feel well enough to feed yourself. You take your fork back and start stuffing your face >After a minute or two you catch Anon watching you in astonishment, which is when it suddenly dons on you that you've been eating rather... aggressively. "Uncouth" as Rarity often describes it >In front of Anon it is a little embarrassing. As if dropping the spaghetti wasn't awkward enough "I swear I'm not usually such a messy eater" >Anon: "Save it Dash. I'm actually impressed" "What?" >Anon: "A guy's gotta love a girl who knows how to appreciate good food. Remind me to take you to that barbeque place down the street, they've got some damn good ribs" >And Rarity said you'd never get a real date when acting so unladylike >Suck it >You both finish your food pretty quickly, and the waiter comes back with the desert menus >Looking through it your eyes light up. Everything on here looks so delicious, even if you can't pronounce half of it >Anon: "... I think she wants one of everything" >He's actually right, so you close it and set it down "You pick something Anon" >Anon looks at you, then back down at the menu, then back at you, then back at the menu >He holds it up to the waiter and points at something, which you can't see, and asks for two >Anon: "And can we actually get then to-go?" >The waiter nods, takes the menus, and heads away "Why to-go?" >Anon: "Sorry, but I don't want to be eating desert covered in spaghetti" "So... does this mean that-" >Anon: "-Yes, you're coming back to my place" >All of a sudden you feel giddy about going back to his place "So what did you end up getting?" >Anon: "You'll find out" >The waiter comes back with a small white box. He tells you everything is on the house, as an apology for earlier >A fun date, a little under-the-table action, and now free food? >This day just keeps getting better and better >The walk back to Anon's place was pretty quick. He carries the box the whole way >He puts the box in the fridge, then takes you back to his bedroom. The sweater seemed to get a little messy, so you take it off and you're fine. Anon, on the other hand, needs a shower >Anon: "Oh, and Dash, try not to ambush me in the shower again" "I'll try not to" >He smiles >Perhaps you finally got the whole "playful and sexy" thing down >Anon: "And don't peek in the box either" >With that, he heads to the bathroom, and as soon as you hear the shower running you head straight for the kitchen >Just one peek wouldn't hurt >Inside are two slices of cake, with white frosting and topped with a strawberry syrup and sliced strawberries >It makes your mouth water just thinking about it >You quickly close the box and put it back where it was, making sure it was facing the same direction and everything >Don't want to leave any evidence >You hurry back to his room and plop down on the bed, the way he usually does when he comes over to your place >Your phone rings "... Hello?" >Rarity: "Hey Dash, hope I'm not interrupting anything" "No, you're good. Just chilling" >Rarity: "So what's the word, how was your date?" "It was great, I'm at his place now-" >"-Damn girl, are you about to get some ass!?!" >You hear Pinkie shouting in from a distance >You must be on speakerphone "No no, we're just hanging out, going to have desert in a bit. Who else is there anyways?" >Rarity: "Just me and her. So what's all this about desert?" "It's not what you think, Anon just ordered something from the restaurant. A little strawberry cake" >Rarity: "From that Italian place down the street?" "Yeah, how'd you know?" >Rarity: "Oh, I've been there plenty of times. Trust me, that cake is absolutely divine, you'll love it" "That good, huh?" >Pinkie: "Yeah, that good? Why didn't we pick some up earlier-" >Rarity: "-shh!" "What? You were there too?" >Rarity: "Yeah, Rarity told me about your date so we went down there to check up on you. Sucks about the spaghetti thing, but don't worry we won't tell-" >Rarity: "-Pinkie!" "You guys were spying on us!?" >Rarity: "Well... it was your first date and all, and we were curious. You're not... too upset are you?" >... eh, who cares. Today was the best day ever. And at least they DID leave you two alone. Knowing that isn't going to ruin your day >Still tough, you really need to find a way for some privacy "You're not still following us, are you?" >Rarity: "Of course not" "Then it's fine, just don't tell anyone about the spaghetti thing alright?" >Rarity: "Don't worry, our lips are sealed" >You'll probably hear about this at school on Monday "Good, I've got to go" >You hang up, and quickly go through the apartment, making sure all the windows and curtains are closed just in case >While checking on the windows you hear the shower shut off, and Anon steps out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist >Anon: "Why's it so dark in here" "Had to make sure no one is watching us" >Anon: "Uh huh... well I'm going to get dressed. I'll check my closet for an extra tin foil helmet" >You have no idea what that means, but you assume it's a joke. He retires to his room to get dressed >Come to think of it, it is pretty dark in here. The only light in the whole building was coming in from the windows, and even now the sun is starting to set. You flip the light switch in the kitchen, and a single bulb flickers a few times before turning on >Anon: "Hey it actually worked" "Huh?" >Anon comes back in, fully dressed >Anon: "I swear that bulb's been half dead for almost a week, I've just been too lazy to replace it. Can you get the box from the fridge?" >You take the box out while he grabs two plates and two forks, setting them down on the table. You set the box down >Anon: "Go ahead, open it" >Pulling up the lid of the box, you're just as excited to see it now as the first time >Anon: "So what do you think?" "Looks okay I guess..." >You hold back your laugh and wait for his response. As soon as he looks visibly disheartened, you let yourself giggle >Now you get why he teases you so much. It's fun >After serving each plate with a slice of cake, you dig in. It's so delicious, the first bite makes you want to jump out of your seat. You rock back and forth in your chair, nearly falling over several times >Anon: "So is it good?" "The best!" >Anon: "I had a feeling you'd like this one" "Well your feeling was right!" >All this excitement, all this energy, it's got you acting like a small child >And you only took one bite >You don't even wolf it down the way you did the pasta. With this, you slowly savor every last bite >And yet, you still finish yours sooner than you'd have hoped >But glancing across the table, Anon still has a few bites left ... hey Nonny?" >Anon: "Yeah?" "So I was thinking, today was so much fun" >You give him your best bedroom eyes, which probably aren't very good in the first place, mostly awkward "A-And once we're done here, we could go back to the bedroom. Maybe we can have a lot more fun... i-if you know what I mean" >Anon: "I think I get what you mean Dashie..." >He leans in real close to you, looking right into your eyes >Anon: "... one bite. That's it" >He slides his plate closer to you >Well... it kind of worked "For real?" >Anon: "Yeah, for real, go ahead" >You take just a small bite "Thanks, you really are awesome Anon!" >Anon: "Hey, I thought I was 'Nonny' " >That catches you by surprise "Well yeah, but I mean like, not always you know" >Anon: "So then I'm not always your 'Nonny' ?" >Where is he going with this... wait a second "Are you saying you want me to call you that all the time?" >Anon: "If you do then you'll always get to be my Dashie" >... damn, he drives a hard bargain >You scoot your chair over next to him "Deal... Nonny" >His arm swings around your shoulders >Anon: "Right back at you, Dashie" >It makes your heart skip a beat every time he calls you that >You'll be dead by the end of the week >There's one last bite of his cake, and you decide to let him have it. He scoops it up on his fork and raises it up... to your mouth >You happily take that last bite >The two of you, Dashie and Nonny, snuggle on the couch watching t.v. Or rather, flipping through the channels looking for something to watch >Before you even realize it, the sun has gone down >Anon- scratch that, Nonny had turned the lights on, so you had no idea how dark it had gotten "Crap, it's getting late. I gotta get going" >Nonny: "Do you have a ride?" "Not really" >Nonny: "Can't you call someone? What about your grandpa?" "He doesn't drive. I can walk, it's fine-" >Nonny: "-Like hell you're walking. Not this time of night" "It's not that dark outside, I'll be fine" >He stares at you, waiting... >... >... you feel a yawn coming in that you can't hold back >Nonny: "I knew it, you're too tired to walk even if you wanted to" "So what should I do?" >Nonny: "Let me know when you're ready for bed, that's what you'll do" "Wait, I'm spending the night again?" >Nonny: "Yup" >Part of you is saying you shouldn't. You can't be spending every night here, gramps is going to get pissed; not to mention it's am imposition on him. Plus, being under the same roof alone with him, with your lack of self-control it's only a matter of time before you do lewd, inappropriate things; things you shouldn't be doing >Yeah, part of you is saying that >The stupid part >You call gramps again, letting him know that you're "spending another night at Rarity's place" >As much as you hate it, you're tired already, so Anon takes you back to the bedroom >He tells you to go ahead and get yourself comfortable, so you strip to your underwear. It's how you've been sleeping lately, it ensures maximum coziness.Realizing it, Nonny does the same >He gets in bed first, then you get in with your back to him. After taking your position as the little spoon, he pulls you closer against him >The warmth of his skin against yours and the rhythmic beating of his heart, which you feel strongly thumping against your back, helps lull you to sleep >You are Anon >Waking up, you notice another warm body next to you nestled in your arms, her face buried your chest >Dash spent another night at your place >A routine you could get used to >Burying your face in her hair, you close your eyes, taking in her sweet scent >She still smells like skittles, even before showering or anything >... >The calm silence of the room is broken by a quiet groan >Dash: "... Nonny?" "Yeah?" >Dash: "Are you sniffing me?" "Of course not" >She looks up, her eyes meeting yours >Dash: "Why not? I feel weird being the only one doing it" >She quietly laughs to herself "Have it your way" >You press your face down into her head, taking in a deep, loud, exaggerated inhale. It gets a laugh out of her, just as you intended >Dash: "Alright alright, I get it" >She gently pushes you away and sits up >Her lips have just the slightest curve, forming a half-asleep smile >Dash: "So what's the plan for today?" "Plan?" >Dash: "Well yeah. We weren't just going to stay in bed all day were we?" "That's my usual Sunday plan" >Dash: "Somehow that doesn't surprise me" >She's right you know "Alright, just give me a minute to have some coffee" >The two of you crawl out of bed >Somehow, you managed to forget that she was still in her underwear "... Yeah, maybe we should get you a change of clothes first off" >Dash: "Tell you what, let's do it after breakfast" >Oh yeah, breakfast "Breakfast, huh? What'd you have in mind?" >Dash: "Anything, I'm starving" >She's got a point; all you really ate yesterday was the pasta and the cake. You could really go for some breakfast too >And you know exactly what you're going to make "Hope you're in the mood for pancakes, Dashie" >Her eyes light up, and she quickly jumps to your side to kiss you on the cheek >Dash: "I have been waiting so long for a guy to say those words" >Looks like you made the right choice >You head to the kitchen and get started on cooking up some pancakes, while Dash watches eagerly >After taking out two plates, you serve a small stack on each of them, topped with butter and syrup >You take them to the living room, and you and Dash spend the morning eating pancakes while watching whatever makes up Sunday morning television >Basically, nothing >After a long pause of silence between the two of you, the only sound coming from the television, Dash speaks up >Dash: "... hey Nonny, what the hell are we watching" "No idea" >You had completely zoned out long ago while channel flipping >You were on some random channel, some cartoon about talking vegetables and Jesus or something >Weird stuff >Dash: "Well, there's pretty much nothing on television, want to see if there's anything worth doing around town?" "First off, we have to get you some clean clothes" >Dash: "Yeah, good point. Then again, I really don't feel like walking all the way home though" "Hell, if you want I could just wash the clothes you have here. I don't have my own washing machine, but there's a laundromat about a block down the street. I have quite a bit of laundry to do for myself, so I might as well" >Dash: "So should I wait here while you go?" "Nah, you could come with me if you want" >Dash: "In my underwear?" "... now that you mention it, we should wash your underwear too" >Dash: "What? Then what am I supposed to wear?" >After thinking for a moment, you get an idea "You ready?" >Dash: "I... I think so" >You wait outside your bedroom door for it to open, and when it does, out steps your Dashie wearing your clothes. An old baggy t shirt and jeans that barely fit her, even with a belt >She looks like a Mexican drug dealer >A really cute one >Dash: "I look ridiculous, don't I?" "That'd be saying I look ridiculous, seeing as how they're my clothes >Dash: ""Well... no offense Nonny but-" "-Okay let's go before you turn full Rarity on me" >Throwing her clothes in a bag with yours you head over to the laundromat >It's usually pretty empty this time of day, and today is no different; come afternoon this place gets packed >When you arrive, you promptly throw all the clothes into an available machine >Not long after, your druggie neighbor comes in with what looks like a surprising amount of laundry "Damn, you actually have clothes?" >Neighbor: "What the hell is that supposed to mean" "I just figured you wore the same thing every day" >She just rolls her eyes >Seriously, the only clean part of her wardrobe is that stupid hat she wears every day. Other than that, it's the same ripped jeans, same faded t shirt every single day >Like every stoner >At the back of the laundromat there's a notice board with flyers for local events, charities, numbers for local call girls, etc. >Like an old-school Craigslist >You usually don't bother with it, but Dash seems to be interested in something >Dash: "Hey Nonny, come check this out" >Neighbor: "Pfft, Nonny?" >Ignore her and go over to see what Dash wants "What's up Dashie?" >Dash: "Take a look at this" >There's a flyer for some kind of music festival down at the strip mall. All kinds of bands, street performers, and guitar-playing art students thinking they have talent will be there "Sounds interesting. You want to check it out later?" >Dash: "Yeah, it looks fun" >When you agree to it, she pulls you into a hug >You take the opportunity looking over Dash's shoulder to shoot a taunting stare at your neighbor >A reminder that she's still single and you're not >Your neighbor just rolls her eyes again >Once the clothes are finished you quickly hurry home, shower, fool around a bit, shower again, and head to the mall for the music festival >There's a big plaza at the center of the strip mall, mostly for people to relax and hang out >But today, there's a big stage set up with performing musicians, flyers all around detailing a lineup of performers throughout the afternoon >As you and Dash approach the stage you hear the sound of a banjo, ultimately cut off and concluded by a round of applause >The performer descends from the stage and comes directly towards you >"Hey y'all, long time no see!" >It's that friend of yours, Applejack >Remember her, the one with thee apples? >Yeah, her. It's her >Dash: "Hey AJ, it's been a while. What have you been up to lately?" >Applejack: "Well, lately me and Fluttershy have been..." >She stops and contemplates her next words >Applejack: "... heh, if I told you I reckon you wouldn't believe me" >You and Dash look at each other in confusion >Applejack: "So anyways, what brings you two lovebirds down here?" "Nothing, just came for the event. It was mostly Dashie's idea-" >Applejack: "-Dashie? Haven't heard that one in a while" >She throws her arm around Dash like a bro and laughs and Dash tries to change the subject >Dash: "I see you got the banjo back out. You put up your bass for good this time?" >Applejack: "Nah, I just missed the old thing. Why?" >Dash: "Just asking" >Applejack: "You're not thinking of getting the old band back together are you?" "Band?" >Dash makes a throat-cutting motion with her hand towards Applejack >Applejack: "Didn't you know? Me and Rainbow Dash used to have a band. I was on bass, Dash sang and played guitar" "Holy crap, how have I not heard about this?" >Dash: "Because we were never really that good. We played at the talent show, and it was kind of a disaster" "Damn, I wish I could have seen that" >Dash: "Trust me, you don't" "Still, seeing you performing on stage like that would have been pretty awesome" >Dash: "Well sorry, but the Rainbooms aren't getting back-" >Pinkie: "-You guys are getting the band back together!? It's about time!" "Where'd you come from?" >Dash: "Yeah, are you still following us?" "Still?" >Dash: "... It's a long story. So what are you doing here?" >Pinkie: "Are you kidding? This whole event is like one big giant dance party. I wouldn't miss it for the world!" >Dash: "Is Rarity here too?" >Pinkie: "Nah, she didn't want to come, something about the whole festival being 'uncultured' or something. But anyways, now would be the perfect time for the Rainbooms to make a comeback, what with the big musical showcase at school coming up" "Musical showcase?" >Pinkie: It's a big competition at the school where all the student musicians and bands can join in and showcase their skills. There's even a prize for the winner" "And anyone can join? No matter what kind of music?" >Pinkie: "Yup. We get everything from post-avant jazzcore to progressive dreamfunk. So what do you guys say, get the band back together? >Dash and AJ exchange glances >Applejack: "Well, what do you say? We were Canterlot's fourth most popular guitar-based folk duo" >Dash: "... Ah, what the hell, why not. I'm in" >Pinkie explodes into a fit of cheering >Pinkie: "WOOHOO!!! That's great! I'll go let everyone know, and I'll sign the Rainbooms up first thing on Monday. See ya then!" >Before she even finishes talking she runs off >Dash: "But if we're going to compete we're going to need a fuller band. I don't think the two of us can really make it on our own" >You'd offer to join the band and help out >Too bad you can't play any kind of music >Pinkie ran off and AJ went home to see if she could still find her old bass, so you and Dash are left alone to enjoy the festival together >That is, until a familiar figure comes running out from one of the stores, calling out to you in her usually cheery voice >Cadence: "Hi Anon!" >Cadence is dressed as skimpy as ever, yet not in her regular work uniform. She's wearing a commemorative t shirt from the festival that's clearly two sizes too small >She pulls you both into a big hug, almost making certain that you're suffocating in her chest, letting you go just in time for you to hold consciousness >It's times like this that you're glad Dash is small >Cadence: "Haven't seen you two in a while. Congrats on winning princess" >She pinches Dash's cheek, like a mother would to a small child >Dash: "How'd you know" >Cadence: "Rarity and I keep in touch, she's been telling me all about you lately. And speaking of 'lately', where have you two been? Haven't seen either of you in forever" >Dash: "Sorry, we just haven't been down here in so long" >Cadence: "Well you're here now, why not stop by sometime. Shoot, I'll even give you a little discount on any purchase, today's special" >A thinly veiled shill for her own store >Nice try Cadence "Sounds good, maybe we'll stop by" >Cadence: "Alright, maybe see you two later!" >She runs off back to her store, the same perky bounce in her step she always has "... well?" >Dash: "Well what?" "You wanna go?" >Dash: "I don't know, I still have to get home and look for my old guitar, see if it still in good condition. Plus, it's getting kind of late already" "Yeah, you're right. We should probably get going" >The two start to leave >Dash: "... okay, maybe we could stop by really quick. I do want a few things" >Yup, you saw that coming >After a quick stop at Cadence's Closet -okay, you were there for quite a while- Cadence give's Dash her personal cell phone number >She offers it to you too, so she can keep you updated on special offers and new inventory, and so you can keep her updated on your relationship (her words) >You turn her down, but then immediately change your mind >Afterwards, you decide to walk Dash home >Standing on her porch illuminated by a single light by her door, you just now realize how dark it's gotten >You really should be getting home, but Dash won't let go of your hand >Not that you mind >She turns to face you, and takes your other hand >Dash: "So, umm... thanks for everything. These past few days, prom night, it was all really fun" "I thought so too" >Dash: "Except for the whole spaghetti thing" "Nah, that was pretty fun too" >She lets go of your hand just to bump you in the arm with her fist, really gently >Dash: "Come on, how was that anything but a disaster?" "I'm still here aren't I?" >Dash: "Well yeah but-" "Then there's nothing to argue about. I'm here, that's what matters" >Unable to think of a response, she leans into your chest >She looks up at you with those magenta eyes of hers and smiles >Not an excited smile, not a lewd smile... a calm smile. An "I'm just happy to be here right now" smile >Then, her eyes close >She slowly inches forward >You mirror her actions >Your arms wrapped around her >Her hands gently placed palms down on your chest >After what felt like an eternity, your lips meet >She pulls away just as slowly as she went into it >Dash: "... Nonny?" "Yeah Dashie?" >She giggles quietly >Dash: "Just wanted to hear you say it again" >Well, you walked right into that one >But it's no big deal really, especially if it makes her happy >She opens the door and heads inside, not breaking eye contact as the door slowly creaks shut >You wait on her porch for a moment before leaving >Just savoring the moment here >The next day >Monday >After a long, eventful weekend, things are finally back to normal >You wake up early, a little disappointed that Dash isn't there this time, and get ready for school >You still make it on time, and long before Dash >After waiting for a while, Rarity shows up >Rarity: "Morning Anon, how was your weekend?" "Eh, it was alright" >Rarity: "Anything interesting happen while Dash was-" "-Yes, we went out on a date" >Somehow, you knew she'd have found out by now >You're just thankful she hadn't heard about the spaghetti thing >Dash shows up shortly afterwards >She looks at Rarity. Rarity looks at her >Rarity: "I should probably get going, let you two have some privacy. Catch you later Anon" >She heads inside "What did she mean by 'letting us have our privacy'?" >Dash: "Long story" >After biology, you and Rarity meet up with Dash as usual >This time, Applejack had the courtesy to join you "Wait, you mean to tell me this whole time you've had your before-lunch class right next door to us?" >AJ: "Yeah, I'm surprised y'all didn't notice before" >Neglecting a friend like that, way to be an asshole Anon >That's not the way your early childhood cartoons raised you >From across the cafeteria, you immediately notice something wrong "... guys, we've got a situation at our table" >Dash: "What do mean, what is- oh..." >There's someone already sitting at your table, alone. Someone you don't recognize >The girls seem to know what's going on "You guys know her?" >Dash: "Well... kind of. Remember how we told you about the Fall Formal being destroyed by a demon from another world, who then tried to turn the entire school into her own personal zombie slave army to take over an alternate universe?" "Yeah?" >Dash: "That's her" "What?!" >Dash: "Yup, in the flesh" >Hell, you don't care if she is a demon, she could be the Loch Ness monster and you wouldn't think twice >But she's invading your table >And that's just not right >Your inner Vlad senses are awakening, filling you with a primal desire to remove her >Dash: "Anyways, we were supposed to be looking out for her after the whole disaster, and we all agreed that it'd be best if she started sitting with us at lunch, you know. Getting used to being normal" >There's hardly anything normal about hanging with your group, but you'll allow it >For now at least >It's weird to think you're going to think you're going to be eating lunch with a demon from another world >But regardless, you all make your way to the table >The new girl perks up when she sees the girls, and almost deflates when she sees you >Already off to an awkward start >Dash gently nudges you in the side, trying to get you to break the silence "Hey there, I'm Anon" >You put your hand out for a shake, but she just lifts her hand straight up in a half-assed wave >"Sunset Shimmer. You can call me Sunset. Hi girls" >That's about all she says as you all take your seats, you between Sunset and Dash >Not long after Pinkie and Fluttershy show up too >Pinkie: "Hey Sunny, glad to see you here today" >Sunset: "Glad to see you too Pinkie Pie" >Seems like you're the only one who hasn't gotten to know her >Pinkie: "So Dash, what's the word on the band?" >Sunset: "Band?" >Rarity: "Oh great, not THIS again. I thought you were done for good" >Dash: "Nope, we're going to be competing in the showcase. Speaking of which, when is it Pinkie?" >Pinkie: "A couple weeks" >Dash: "Good, we still got time. We still need more members if we're going to compete, there's no way we could do it on our own.... " >They trail off on their discussion about the band, leaving you and Sunset as the only ones with no idea what they're talking about >Sunset, or whatever her name is, seems to have that expression of someone who always has something to say, but never says it >You might as well use this opportunity to get to know her better "So... you always this quiet?" >Sunset: "Huh?" "Nothing" >Well this is going well >Sunset: "Oh, sorry, I'm not usually this quiet. Your name's Anon, right?" "Yeah" >Sunset: "Yeah, I remember you. You were prince of the Winter Ball with Dash, right?" "Nope didn't win. I was supposed to, but I kind of missed it" >Sunset: "Sorry, I didn't know" "No big deal. It was a last second kind of thing at the dance" >Sunset: "I didn't actually go to the dance" "I know, Dash told me how you're ban-" >Dash's elbow deliberately bumps into your ribs, cutting you off >Apparently she's keeping an eye on your conversation as well >Sunset seemed to notice >Sunset: "I take it they told you not to talk about... me" "I'm not very good at doing what I'm told" >Sunset: "Well, relax, it's no big deal. I've gotten used to being THAT person. You know, the one who almost destroyed the school" "Believe it or not, we've got a lot more in common than you think" >Sunset: "Like?" "You tried to bring up an entire army to take over the world. I hired a guy who nearly destroyed the cafeteria" >Sunset: "One guy is hardly an army" "You'd be surprised" >She seems like an okay person >You'll allow this girl in your group for now >(Implying you're even the alpha dog in the group) >Lunch ends and you all start heading to class >Sunset walks with you and Dash, since her next class is in the same direction. On the way you catch a lot of awkward stares and whispers, but no one really makes a scene >Sunset: "I've been getting that since I came in here today. This kind of thing comes with being the school monster" >She stuffs her hands into her pockets and shifts her gaze to the ground >Sunset: "Ugh, I'm never going to live this down" >Dash: "Don't worry, you will" "Yeah, this school goes through gossip like a machine gun. Don't let it get to you" >You speak from experience >Sunset: "It's not, I've learned to just ignore it" >The expression on her face, the slight twitch of her eye, and the biting of her bottom lip say otherwise >One person you pass by actually has the balls of a tough guy >"Hey Sunset, you trying to get into Anon's harem too?" >Her fists clench. Dash notices it as soon as you do >Dash: "Sunset, you good?" >She lets out a loud sigh and lets go of the tension in her hands >Sunset: "Yeah, I'm fine. I've gotten better at controlling my temper and just letting things go-" "-Then it's a good thing you've got a friend like me" >You pat her on the back and turn your attention to the other guy >"No wait, let me guess: you had to brainwash him to let you in" "There's actually no room in my harem, your mom just took up the last spot" >Yup, classic "your mom" >Works every time >"You want to say that to my face?" >He steps forward, and Dash gets between you and him >Sunset: "Guys, please, just forget-" >Dash: "-You got something you want to say, you're saying it to the both of us" >"Please, I could take the both of you down with my arms tied behind my-" >*BANG* >Sunset slams her fist on a locker, but the sound is almost snuffed out by the boom of her voice >Sunset: "Everybody shut the fuck up!" >Everyone not involved instantly floods out. Sunset aggressively pushes you and Dash aside, getting right into the other guy's face, her glare powerful enough to burn through a man's skull >Sunset: "Listen here, mess with my friends and you're messing with me to, got it?" >"Hey bro I was just-" >Sunset: "Got it!?" >He silently nods his head >Sunset: "Good. Now get your ass out of here" >He runs off down the hall, probably pissing himself >Once he's gone, the hallway goes silent >After a brief moment of silence, Sunset turns back around to you, once again looking down with her hands in her pockets >She clears her throat, then speaks up >Sunset: "... yeah, still need to work on controlling my temper" >Note to self: Never piss off the new girl >After silently agreeing to not talk about this incident ever again, you all head to your classes, eventually going your separate ways >Once your alone, Dash pulls you over and quietly tells you something >Dash: "Hey Nonny, just a reminder: we're trying to keep Sunset Shimmer OUT of trouble" "I'll keep that in mind" >No promises here though >Causing drama is what you're best at >History class >As always, you and Dash push your desks together >In doing so, you catch a small sparkle in the corner of your eye >Behind your desks there's a bookshelf against the wall, and wedged between the shelf and the wall is something that clearly doesn't belong. Something shiny and metal >And everyone knows there's nothing more distracting than a shiny object >You immediately go over to inspect >Dash: "What happened?" "I think there's something down here" >It's stuck in there pretty tight, but you manage to pull it out >Dash: "What is it?" "... I think you forgot something Friday night" >A small metal flask with the initials 'PP' nicely engraved, and a smiley face crudely scratched in next to it >Dash: "shit, I completely forgot about this" >She brings her voice down to a whisper so as to not draw attention as she stuffs it into... your backpack >then again, she does know you have Pinkie in your next class so it makes sense "thank God no one found it until now" >You each take your seats, and class goes on as normal >... well not so normal >Your mind is all over the place now >More specifically, one place >You whisper over to Rainbow Dash, who has her head down, looking like she's falling asleep "hey Dashie, seeing that thing again got me thinking" Dash: "about what?" "you think these are the same desks as from prom night" >She instantly picks her head up >Apparently she had forgotten >Dash: "they're not, mine had a wobbly leg that night" >She shakes her desk; stable >Dash: "see? it's different" >So somewhere in this room is a pair of desks that you and Dash had sex on, and whoever is sitting at it is none the wiser >You're not sure whether to laugh or feel bad for that person >After class >You're joined by Pinkie on the way to English >You reach your classroom, with Dash's being right across the hall from yours >Time for you to go your own way for now >You give Dash a quick hug before going "See you in gym" >Dash: "See ya Nonny" >You head into class, Pinkie following behind >You take your seat, and Pinkie takes hers next to you >She stares at you with a huge grin, like she's got a joke to tell but is trying not to prematurely laugh >And knowing Pinkie that could very well be the case >Or not >There's really no predicting anything with this girl >Pinkie: "So Nonny, care to explain?" "Explain what?" >Pinkie: "Looks like I'm not the only one calling you Nonny now" "Oh yeah, she and I started doing that" >Pinkie: "When we first met you spent a whole month saying not to call you Nonny, I thought you hated that name" "And yet you still do it" >Pinkie: "Well duh, it's fun. But what'd she have to do to get you to be okay with it?" "Nothing... it's just cuter when she does it. Oh, and by the way, here you go" >You hand her the flask, as discretely as possible >Pinkie: "I was wondering where I'd lost this one. Did Dash still have it?" "Nope, she left it in the classroom. Luckily I found it before anyone else" >Pinkie lets out a loud, disappointed sigh >Pinkie: "Should have known the good stuff was too strong for her..." >After class you and Dash walk to gym together as usual >Pinkie: "See ya tomorrow Nonny, bye Dashie-" >Dash: "-Pinkie, what'd I say about calling me Dashie?" >Pinkie: What? But Nonny does it all the time" "... it's cute when he does it" >Gym class >You sit out on the bleachers as usual, finding some creative way to get yourself injured >Not long later, Dash comes limping up to you, an expression of pain on her face "Holy crap, what happened?" >Dash: "I think I sprained my ankle pretty bad" "Are you going to be okay?" >She takes a seat next to you and her expression of pain goes away as she stretches out her legs to relax >Dash: "I think I'll be fine" she says with a wink >Holy shit >Fooling the coach is one thing but she even managed to play you "Damn Dashie, not bad" >Dash: "Learned from the best" >The two of you laugh at what a bad influence you've been on her >Remember kids, habitual lying is no laughing matter "So how's the band looking?" >Dash: "Eh, still looking to expand. Rarity's joining on piano, and Fluttershy said she'd help out however she can. We still need a drummer though" >You'd offer to help but you've got no musical talent whatsoever >Maybe you could be a groupie or something "And you're singing, right?" >Dash: "Yup, and guitar... well I WAS on guitar anyways" "What happened? Couldn't find it after all?" >Dash: "Oh no, I found it, just not all in one piece. We're actually going down to the music store to find a new one. Want to come along?" "Wish I could, but I've got an essay due in English tomorrow that I haven't even started yet" >And you thought procrastinating was devoid of consequences >Dash: "No worries, maybe next time" >She looks like she's trying to hide her disappointment >Way to go Anon >Later that day, after school >You're home alone working on that essay >You've been in a slump for the past hour, but you finally think you've gotten into the groove of tings, and you start typing away >*RIIIING* >And there's your phone, the perfect distraction to ruin your train of thought >It's a message from Dash >"Sorry you couldn't make it, but check this out! Badass, isn't it?" >Attached is an image, a selfie of her and her new guitar and what looks like a pair of wings attached to her back. Must be part of the new band costume or something >Undeniably, it looks adorable on her >You send her a quick reply, and then get right back to your essay "The... " >Good start >Only 799 words to go >The next day, Tuesday >You barely got any sleep last night from working on that essay, but you got it done >After biology, you meet up with the girls as usual >Dash: "Umm... hey Nonny, wait up for a second" "Huh?" >Dash put her hand on your shoulder to stop you "Is everything okay?" >She looks over her shoulder at Applejack, who just shakes her head. She shifts her gaze to Rarity >Rarity: "Oh no, you're not pinning this off on me" >Dash: "Come on, a little help here" >AJ: "You're the girlfriend, it's your business" >Applejack pats Dash on the back before leaving with Rarity to the cafeteria, giving you and Dash some awkward alone time >Dash: "... so, umm... can you do me a little favor?" "Yeah?" >Dash: "Okay, so, you know I love you right Nonny?" "Of course I do" >And you also know that when a girl says those words, it's never followed by good news >Dash: "Okay, so do you think that... maybe you could sit somewhere else at lunch for a while" "... what?" >Seriously, what? >Dash: "I-It'd just be for a few days, I'll explain everything in due time I swear" "And you can't explain now?" >She starts rubbing her arm, idly staring at the ground >Dash: "Well... look, I promise I'll make it up to you, it's just that we've got band things to discuss, and I kind of want to keep it secret. It's just for lunch, I swear" "I get it, but why do you need to keep it a secret from me?" >Dash: "Because... it's a surprise" "What's a surprise?" >Dash: "That's the secret. Come on, it's just for a few days, please?" >She looks nervous enough to die right here and now >You decide to just let it go. Like she said, it's only a few days, and it's just during lunch. Not like she's asking you to switch out of all her classes and move out of town "Alright sure-" >She tackles you hard enough to almost knock you over, swinging her arm tightly around you >Dash: "Thank you so much Nonny, I swear it'll be worth it!" >She happily plants a kiss on your cheek before running off >Dash: "See you after lunch!" >Well, looks like you've got to go back to your old table >Not like you burned any bridges last time you sat there, right? >In the cafeteria, there's a table for just about everyone: there's the jocks, the hippies, the nerds >And then there's the 'other' table >The table of all the average Joe's, the people who don't really stand out, the people who you'd forget after graduation >The table you sat at before you started hanging with the girls >After taking your seat, you look around the table, recognizing a few faces >The 'other' table is actually two tables locked together making it the biggest sitting area in the cafeteria, and yet there's still always an available seat >You take one last look back at the girls in time to catch Dash looking back at you >... >This is going to be a log few days >Be Rainbow Dash >You just got out of that awkward situation with Nonny >You're glad he understood, but you still feel bad about it >You plop your food tray down at the table "Thanks a lot guys for leaving me alone back there" >AJ: "Well what were we supposed to do?" "I don't know, at least a little back up? I nearly died out there" >AJ: "Yeah, but you didn't. Besides, this was your idea" >Rarity: "And don't worry darling, once you reveal it he'll understand" >You take one last look back at him sitting at the big table and catch him looking back at you "Yeah... you're probably right" >Gym class >You sit out on the bleachers as usual, finding some creative way to get yourself injured >Not long later, Dash comes limping up to you, an expression of pain on her face "Holy crap, what happened?" >Dash: "I think I sprained my ankle pretty bad" "Are you going to be okay?" >She takes a seat next to you and her expression of pain goes away as she stretches out her legs to relax >Dash: "I think I'll be fine" she says with a wink >Holy shit >Fooling the coach is one thing but she even managed to play you "Damn Dashie, not bad" >Dash: "Learned from the best" >The two of you laugh at what a bad influence you've been on her >Remember kids, habitual lying is no laughing matter "So how's the band looking?" >Dash: "Eh, still looking to expand. Rarity's joining on piano, and Fluttershy said she'd help out however she can. We still need a drummer though" >You'd offer to help but you've got no musical talent whatsoever >Maybe you could be a groupie or something "And you're singing, right?" >Dash: "Yup, and guitar... well I WAS on guitar anyways" "What happened? Couldn't find it after all?" >Dash: "Oh no, I found it, just not all in one piece. We're actually going down to the music store to find a new one. Want to come along?" "Wish I could, but I've got an essay due in English tomorrow that I haven't even started yet" >And you thought procrastinating was devoid of consequences >Dash: "No worries, maybe next time" >She looks like she's trying to hide her disappointment >Way to go Anon >Later that day, after school >You're home alone working on that essay >You've been in a slump for the past hour, but you finally think you've gotten into the groove of tings, and you start typing away >*RIIIING* >And there's your phone, the perfect distraction to ruin your train of thought >It's a message from Dash >"Sorry you couldn't make it, but check this out! Badass, isn't it?" >Attached is an image, a selfie of her and her new guitar and what looks like a pair of wings attached to her back. Must be part of the new band costume or something >Undeniably, it looks adorable on her >You send her a quick reply, and then get right back to your essay "The... " >Good start >Only 799 words to go >The next day, Tuesday >You barely got any sleep last night from working on that essay, but you got it done >After biology, you meet up with the girls as usual >Dash: "Umm... hey Nonny, wait up for a second" "Huh?" >Dash put her hand on your shoulder to stop you "Is everything okay?" >She looks over her shoulder at Applejack, who just shakes her head. She shifts her gaze to Rarity >Rarity: "Oh no, you're not pinning this off on me" >Dash: "Come on, a little help here" >AJ: "You're the girlfriend, it's your business" >Applejack pats Dash on the back before leaving with Rarity to the cafeteria, giving you and Dash some awkward alone time >Dash: "... so, umm... can you do me a little favor?" "Yeah?" >Dash: "Okay, so, you know I love you right Nonny?" "Of course I do" >And you also know that when a girl says those words, it's never followed by good news >Dash: "Okay, so do you think that... maybe you could sit somewhere else at lunch for a while" "... what?" >Seriously, what? >Dash: "I-It'd just be for a few days, I'll explain everything in due time I swear" "And you can't explain now?" >She starts rubbing her arm, idly staring at the ground >Dash: "Well... look, I promise I'll make it up to you, it's just that we've got band things to discuss, and I kind of want to keep it secret. It's just for lunch, I swear" "I get it, but why do you need to keep it a secret from me?" >Dash: "Because... it's a surprise" "What's a surprise?" >Dash: "That's the secret. Come on, it's just for a few days, please?" >She looks nervous enough to die right here and now >You decide to just let it go. Like she said, it's only a few days, and it's just during lunch. Not like she's asking you to switch out of all her classes and move out of town "Alright sure-" >She tackles you hard enough to almost knock you over, swinging her arm tightly around you >Dash: "Thank you so much Nonny, I swear it'll be worth it!" >She happily plants a kiss on your cheek before running off >Dash: "See you after lunch!" >Well, looks like you've got to go back to your old table >Not like you burned any bridges last time you sat there, right? >In the cafeteria, there's a table for just about everyone: there's the jocks, the hippies, the nerds >And then there's the 'other' table >The table of all the average Joe's, the people who don't really stand out, the people who you'd forget after graduation >The table you sat at before you started hanging with the girls >After taking your seat, you look around the table, recognizing a few faces >The 'other' table is actually two tables locked together making it the biggest sitting area in the cafeteria, and yet there's still always an available seat >You take one last look back at the girls in time to catch Dash looking back at you >... >This is going to be a log few days >Be Rainbow Dash >You just got out of that awkward situation with Nonny >You're glad he understood, but you still feel bad about it >You plop your food tray down at the table "Thanks a lot guys for leaving me alone back there" >AJ: "Well what were we supposed to do?" "I don't know, at least a little back up? I nearly died out there" >AJ: "Yeah, but you didn't. Besides, this was your idea" >Rarity: "And don't worry darling, once you reveal it he'll understand" >You take one last look back at him sitting at the big table and catch him looking back at you "Yeah... you're probably right" >You are Anon again >After a bit of awkward but desired eye contact you carry on with the business at your table >Sitting across from you is someone who looks familiar, but you've never seen her at the school before >You try to wave to her to get her attention but she's so lost in her lunch like she's never eaten before >You tap on the table in front of her to get her attention, which finally works >"Hmm?" "Sorry to interrupt, but you look familiar" >She swallows the food in her mouth before responding >"Couldn't be, I just transferred in today" "Maybe I've seen you around town or something" >"I dunno- wait a sec, weren't you at the big restaurant plaza the other day?" "Yeah" >"Oh my gosh, I recognize you, you're the spaghetti guy!" >... shit "You were at the restaurant" >"Well, kinda. I was at the taco truck until the guys running it made me leave, and they threatened to call the cops if I didn't. I was just passing by and took a quick peek in the window and saw you. But dude, that was hilarious!" >She bursts into laughter, regaining her composure to introduce herself >"The name's Sonata, nice meeting ya" "I'm Anon" >You spend the rest of lunch listening to her laugh about an embarrassing story about you >It's like Pinkie is still here with you >When the bell signaling the end of lunch rang you weren't sure what to do >You weren't sure if Dash was done with her secret business or not and you'd rather not interrupt, so you headed to class without her >You got there a little while before Dash did >Dash: "Sorry I'm late Nonny, things took a little longer than I thought. On the bright side I think I finally found myself a drummer" "Who?" >Dash: "Pinkie" "Really? I didn't even know she could play" >Dash: "Me either, but she's definitely got the energy of a drummer. Believe me, you're lucky you weren't at the table today. She was a hell of a lot more crazy than usual today" >You instantly think back to that Sonata girl "I think I know how you feel" >After school that day, Dash had band practice, so you went along home >By yourself >It's only a few days... right? >The next day, Wednesday, at lunch >You had walked into the cafeteria with Dash and your friends as usual >After getting your food you go your separate ways >Dash: "Hey Nonny" "Yeah, I get it, no big deal" >Dash: "Thanks" >The two of you hug, interrupted by a hard slap on the back >Sonata: "Hey Anon, wassup" "Oh hey Sonata" >Thanks for interrupting >You introduce her and Dash >Dash: "Hey, weren't you at the restaurant plaza on Saturday?" >Sonata: "Yeah, I was there. You must have been the girl with spaghetti guy over here" >She points over at you >Dash and you laugh >Something about the way she brought it up makes the whole memory void of awkwardness >Dash: "You were there too?" >Sonata: "Nah, I'm not big on Italian food. That taco truck though, it's to die for" >"Sonata! Come on!" >Two girls walk by, one of them calling out to her >Sonata rolls her eyes >Sonata: "See ya later Anon, nice meeting you Dash" >She heads off to get in line for her food with the other two girls >Dash: "Hey Nonny, wait for me after lunch this time, alright" >She gives you a quick kiss on the cheek, and you head your separate ways >Not long after taking your seat, Sonata hurries over and sits across from you >Sonata: "Hey Anon, sorry about that. Aria's not really the friendliest person around. So who was that, your girlfriend?" "Yeah, why?" >Sonata: "Just wondering. You two seem close" "We are" >Sonata: "I mean like, reeeeaally close" "Yeah... sure" >Just what the hell is she getting at? >Sonata: "So then, how come you're not sitting with her now? Is something going on between you two?" "No, she's just busy... why?" >She starts fiddling with the small pendant around her neck >Sonata: "No reason... just wondering" >Those friends of hers come by and sit on either side of her >They stare at her, then at you, before carrying on with lunch in silence >Even Sonata goes quiet, the only time she's done so in the past two days you've know her >Just dead, uncomfortable, silence >After lunch you meet up with Dash by the doors of the cafeteria >Dash: "So how was your lunch?" "...interesting. So how's the band looking?" >Dash: "Good, better than I expected. I think we're almost done" "Done with... ?" >Dash: "With the surprise" >Damn. Still not telling you >Dash: "Okay, I'll give you a hint but that's it" >Better than nothing, score 1 for Anon >Dash: "We're working on some new music, and I don't want you to hear it until it's perfect, you know?" "Yeah, I get it" >Dash: "Don't worry, we should be done tomorrow for sure. Then everything'll be back to normal" "Sounds good" >In truth you're relieved as all hell to hear that >Sonata's pretty chill and all, but those friends of hers seem... off "So what's the deal with Pinkie? Is she your drummer for sure?" >Dash: "Yeah, you should see her. She's insane" "I knew that, but how's she at drumming?" >Very funny Anon >History >Once again, Dash is focused and taking notes >Which is how you know she's up to something >She's trying to cover up what she's writing, but you manage a peek over at her notebook >It looks like poetry... or maybe song lyrics >As soon as she catches you peeking she slides her notebook to the far end of her desk, leaning over it to cover it up >Dash: "Nice try" >Well you're not getting anywhere there >Once again after school today, she's got band practice, so you head home >Thursday morning before school >While waiting for Dash as usual, you see her come up with her usual guitar case, but a second one in her other hand "Hey Dash, carrying Applejack's guitar too?" >Dash: "No, they're both mine" "Why'd you bring two today?" >Dash: "Because" >You know that's the only answer she'll give you, so you accept it "Need a little help?" >Dash: "'Yeah sure" >She hands you a case, and together you walk to the music room >The two of you set the instruments in the corner of the room for the day, until it's time for practice >Dash said it's safer and easier to leave them here rather than carrying them around >Not long after, Rarity comes in carrying a similar case >Rarity: "Oh hey Anon, didn't expect to see you here" "I'm just helping Dash with these cases" >Dash: "By the way Nonny, we've got band practice again today after school, you should stop by" "What?" >Rarity: "Yeah, what?" >Dash: "I think he should come by and see what the wait was for" >Rarity: "But Dash, are you sure it's ready?" >Dash: "Of course it is. I've been practicing non-stop" >Rarity: "Don't you mean we?" >Dash: "Yeah, well, you know what I mean. So what do you say Nonny, want to come by?" "Sure why not" >You try to play it off cool. Truthfully you've been anticipating this since she brought it up >Lunch time >The last lunch you'll be spending alone >And thank God for that >Lunch time >The last lunch you'll be spending alone >And thank God for that >As always you take your seat, later to be joined by your new friend "Hey Sonata, how's it going?" >Sonata: "Not bad, just tired. How about you?" "I've been good" >Sonata: "And Dash?" "Yeah, she's fine. I'm actually going to meet her in the music room after school today, finally going to find out what she's been up to the past few days-" >"Hey Sonata, who's your new friend?" >The two girls from yesterday show up "Hey there, I'm Anonym-" >"-Did I ask you?" >Sonata: "Ugh, why do you always have to be so rude Aria?" >Aria: "Why do you have to be-" >"-Knock it off, both of you" >The poofy-haired one shuts them up, and her and Aria- pretty sure that's the other one's name, you've heard Sonata say it a few times- sit on either side of Sonata >Poofy-hair: "Sorry about them, just ignore them" >Sonata: "Don't tell him to ignore me, he's my friend-" >Poofy-hair clasps her hand over Sonata's mouth >Poofy-hair: "Anyways, I'm Adagio, you've already met Sonata, and she's Aria" >Aria just trolls her eyes "I'm Anonymous. Just call me Anon" >Adagio: "Nice to meet you Anon" >Adagio's smile seems friendly... and creepy >Really, really creepy >Adagio: "So is this your usual spot?" "No, I usually sit somewhere else. My girlfriend's just working on some kind of surprise and asked for privacy, so I'm sitting here for a while" >Adagio: "Sounds like the two of you are having some kind of trouble" "Nah, we're fine. Sonata and I went through all this yesterday" >Aria: "Doesn't sound fine to me" >Adagio: "Knock it off Aria, they're surely doing okay. After all he said he's still meeting her... where was it, the music room?" "Actually, no. We're meeting by the front of the school. We always walk home together" >Yeah, you lied >For some reason, you feel the need to keep these girls away from you and Dash >You have enough people getting in your business with Dash as it is >Adagio: "Well regardless, it's great that the two of you are still strong together" >Adagio leans over the table, getting closer to you >Adagio: "After all, we'd hate for anything to come between the two of you, wouldn't we?" >If you thought her smile before was creepy, her expression now is horrifying >It leaves you with a sick feeling in your gut >She starts fingering the pendant around her neck, identical to the one Sonata has, and come to think of it, Aria too >Out of the corners of your eyes you notice all of them doing the same as Adagio with theirs >You silently nod >Nothing would ever come between you and Dash... right? >Adagio: "Good" >Finally she backs away >Adagio: "Come on girls, we should get going. There's a lot we have to do" >Sonata: "But I haven't finished lunch-" >Adagio: "-Bring it with you" >Sonata: "... alright, fine. See ya later Anon" >She picks up her tray and starts walking off "Hey Sonata" >Sonata: "Hmm?" >You push your tray over to her >That sick feeling in your gut doesn't seem to be going any time soon >During gym, Dash took a page from your book and got injured to go to the nurse >A.K.A. She sneaked off to the music room >In all honesty you feel the need to see the nurse yourself, your stomach still felt upside down >Regardless, after class you head straight to the music room >Dash: "Hey Nonny, glad you made it!" "Wouldn't miss it for anything" >Not even this churning in your stomach >Everyone is there, Dash and Applejack with their guitars, Pinkie on drums, Fluttershy holding a tambourine, and Rarity on, of all things, a keytar >You never thought you'd say this, but... Based Rarity >Sunset is sitting on the side, the only one not actually in the band, so you take a seat next to her >Sunset: "Hey Anon, where've you been lately?" "I've been sitting with the new girls, Sonata... Adagio, and..." >You're drawing a complete blank on the other girl's name >Sunset: "Aria?" "Yeah, her. You know them?" >Sunset: "I was supposed to show them around the school tomorrow, but I've never met them. What are they like?" "... it's hard to say" >As soon as the two of you quiet down, they get to practicing >... >It could be that you're just irritable from the stomachache, but maybe Rarity was right >This music does need more work... a lot more >Still, it's a hell of a lot better than you could ever do >After getting through a few songs, Dash puts her guitar down >Dash: "Tell you what guys, let's wrap up band practice a little early today" >Pinkie: "Really? I was just starting to have fun" >Applejack: "She probably just wants some alone time with her little Nonny over there" >Dash doesn't deny it. No one does >Regardless, they all agree to wrap up band practice early, and they all make their way out >Just as you get up, she sits you back down >Dash: "Hey Nonny, wait up a second" >She gets up and grabs that second guitar case she brought with her today and opens it, pulling out an acoustic guitar >She pulls up a chair facing you and sits down >Dash: "So I've got this new song I wrote, and I want to know what you think. I admit it's not the usual kind of song I write, but... I don't know, I'm really feeling this one- whoa, you okay there Nonny?" >She seems to have just now caught how sick you look >You've been holding it in, but it's slowly feeling worse and worse >But it's just a little longer, you assume you'll be fine "Yeah, I'm good. Just go on Dashie, I've been waiting to hear this for a long time" >She smiles, looking down at her guitar only to avoid embarrassing eye contact >She strums the first chord of the song... and you lose it >You fall out of the chair, clenching your stomach >Dash: "Nonny, you okay!?" >What you want to say: 'Don't worry Dashie, it's just a stomachache; I've been really eager to hear your music, and I hope this in no way insulted you' >What you did say: 'BLARRRGHH' >You throw up on the floor, and your vision goes black shortly after >... >You slowly open your eyes, awakening in Nurse Redheart's office >Nurse: "You know what fascinates me? The one time, the ONLY time you're sick and should come down here, you don't" "I had more important business" >You slowly pick yourself up, feeling a little better "Sorry about that Dashie, I really did want to hear your song" >Dash: "Oh on, forget it Nonny. It' fine. You just worry about getting your rest" >Nurse: "Whoa whoa whoa, you're not getting your rest here. I should have been home over an hour ago" >Dash: "But Nurse, he's sick" >Nurse: "And that's my fault?" >She looks at you,struggling to stand up from the bed >Nurse: "... alright, tell you what. Since you can't stay here, I'll drive you home. Come on" >Redheart's car is parked on the far end of the parking lot >When you finally reach her car, she unlocks it and opens the back door for you >At first it you think she's actually being polite, opening the door for you and all, but then you catch her rolling a bunch of empty beer cans under the seat "Are you sure you're okay to drive?" >Nurse: "Better than you are to walk. Besides, those are from at least a few days ago" >Wow, what a slob >Dash gets in the front so she can give her directions, and though she doesn't say it, just in case you throw up again >You unlock the door and invite the others in >Nurse: "Damn kid, got your own place already?" "Yeah" >For some reason you feel a little more proud of it, like you just proved to Redheart that you're more of a man than she thought >Nurse: "How the hell did you manage that?" "My dad's a realtor, and he owns the place"" >Okay, so maybe you don't have that much to be proud of, but still "He said so long as I keep my grades up and stay out of trouble I could stay here" >Nurse: " 'Stay out of trouble' my ass, you're nothing but. But still, I have to admit, it's not half bad" >He claims it's so you could "learn some responsibility", which is just his way of getting you out of the house >But hey, you still have your own place nonetheless >You sit down on the couch with the girls sitting on either side of you "Thanks again for the ride Nurse Redheart" >Dash: "Yeah, thanks, see you tomorrow at school-" >Nurse: "Whoa, hold up. I'm not going anywhere just yet. You still have to tell me what happened" "I thought that I wasn't your problem once school hours were over" >Nurse: "That was before Dash had to drag you into my office half dead. And now that I'm here you're pretty much my responsibility whether I like it or not" >You could always kick her out, this is YOUR place after all >Theoretically, you could >Realistically, she's here whether you like it or not >She grabs your wrist to check your pulse >Nurse: "So come on, what happened" "I just wasn't feeling well, I'm fine now" >Nurse: "When did it start?" >She puts her hand to your forehead "At lunch" >Nurse: "Was it something you ate?" "Not that I know of, I hardly ate anything" >And if it was something you ate, Sonata is probably dead by now >Nurse: "Well, you seem normal for now, so just take care of yourself alright?" "Yeah, sure-" >Nurse: "-I mean it kid. I don't want to see you getting any worse" "I will, alright, I promise" >She stares you in the eye, not so much threatening but more like a concerned mother >Well, kind of a combination of the two >She lets out a long sigh before getting up from the couch >Nurse: "Good, you better" >She makes her way to the door >Nurse: "I should probably get going, it's already pretty late. You want a ride Dash?" >Dash: "No, I think I'll stick around a little longer. Just to make sure-" >Nurse: "-Yeah yeah, I don't need the details. I know what's happening as soon as I walk out that door. Just don't wear him out, remember he's not as fit as you" >She hesitates, giving you one last look before heading out the door >Nurse: "Oh, and Anon? Now I know where you live" >It's hard to tell if that was a threat or not >But you'll assume that it was >Once she's gone, Dash pats her legs inviting you to lie down >You lay your head in her lap, which is more comfortable than you thought >Dash: "You feeling better?" "Mostly" >Dash: "What happened to you anyways? Do you remember?" "No idea. I was feeling bad for a while, and when you started playing I just completely lost it. No offense by the way, you're a great singer, and the band's coming along nicely too. It just came up out of nowhere. I wish I could have heard that last song in full" >Dash: "If I hadn't left my guitar at school I could have played it for you now" >She sighs >Dash: "Damn it, and I was really looking forward to playing it for you" >She's not really trying to guilt trip you, but it's happening anyways "Sorry I kind of ruined everything" >Dash: "Relax Nonny, it's not ruined, jut postponed for a bit" >She pats you on the head >Dash: "Besides, it's not like I'd let something like this come between us" >Adagio's voice echoed in your head... "We'd hate for anything to come between the two of you, wouldn't we" >Damn it "Hey Dashie... you remember Sonata, right?" >Dash: "You mean that girl you were sitting with these past few days? What about her?" "I was just wondering what kind of impression you got from her" >Dash: "I dunno, she seemed friendly" "Did you get a chance to meet her friends?" >Dash: "Nu uh, why?" "No reason, they just seemed... weird" >Dash: "How weird?" "Hard to say" >Dash: "Is one of them trying to steal my Nonny?" >She says it as a joke, but there's always a hint of seriousness when a girl says that >You reach up and gently stroke her cheek "Don't worry Dash, I'm still yours" >Friday >You're feeling better, no stomach issues today >But just in case, you stop by the local drugstore on your way to school and bought a bottle of Tums >You get to Biology >You take your seat >Immediately it begins >Rarity: "So, how was it?" >You know what she means >You pretend that you don't "You mean the band? You guys sound better than I expected" >Rarity: "I mean the song Dash wrote for you" "I know what you mean" >She rolls her eyes. Clearly she should have saw that coming >Rarity: "So then how was the song? She wouldn't play it in front of us, not even to practice, so I have no idea what it sounds like" "I didn't get to hear it either" >Rarity: "Huh? Why not?" "... long story" >Rarity: "Let me guess, she was going to play but you ended up doing 'something else' instead" >She makes air quotes when she says 'something else' "What do you mean by 'something else'?" >You mimic her air quotes >Rarity: "You know exactly what I mean" "Alright fine. I should start off by saying that there was a hell of a mess for the janitor to clean up-" >Rarity: "-Okay okay, just stop me before you ruin the music room for me and make me want to skip out of band practice today" >She immediately goes back to her work >What she doesn't know is that she'd be probably be more grossed out by knowing what really happened than what she's probably thinking happened >You're focused on school work when someone comes in with a note from the principal's office >It's for you >That can't be good >Rarity: "What's that for Anon?" >You look over the note "... It says Nurse Redheart needs to see me immediately" >You hurry over to the nurse's office >Nurse: "Oh hey, you were quick" "The note said to come down here immediately, is there some kind of emergency" >Nurse: "Well there's no emergency. I just wanted to make sure you were okay today. You were still half dead when I left yesterday" "Seriously? That's it?" >She silently nods "Well then yeah, I feel fine. If that's all I'm going back to class" >You start to make your way out but she grabs your hand "What? I told you I'm fine" >Nurse: "And you expect me to believe a word you say? Sit down" >She's not letting you go, so you might as well get this over with >She does all the typical stuff >She checks your temperature >She checks your pulse >She even breaks out the old stethoscope, which gets a chuckle out of you >Nurse: "What's so funny?" "Nothing. It's just cute how you think you're an actual doctor" >She doesn't respond >Then again, you really shouldn't be talking to her like that now that she knows where you live >Once she concludes that there's nothing physically wrong with you, aside from a couple of her usual petty insults thrown your way, she sends you on your way >You are on your way back to class, hurrying down the hall >You're not really paying attention to where you're going >*BAM* >And apparently neither is the person you just walked right into >Sunset: "Ugh... " >She starts rubbing her forehead, and she looks pissed >Sunset: "Damn it, you moron! Would it kill you to watch where the hell you're going! ... Oh, hey Anon" >She seems to get embarrassed as soon as she realizes it's you >You help her up, and she brushes herself off "You okay?" >Sunset: "Yeah, you?" "I've had worse. So what's got you in such a hurry?" >Sunset: "I was just showing the new girls around a few minutes ago, but then they took off out of nowhere. Did you see them come by?" "Nu uh" >Sunset: "Damn..." "But now that you mention it, what did you think of them" >Sunset: "The new girls? They were... well, they were different" "So I'm not the only one who thinks so" >Sunset: "Yeah, it's like there's always something they're not saying but want to... do you think someone already told them about us?" "What about us?" >Sunset: "About me being a demon from another world, and about you being in with the mafia" >Oh yeah, that stuff "Sonata told me they just transferred in. I doubt they already-" >*RIIIING* >The bell cuts you off before this conversation before it could go any further >Sunset: "Isn't that the lunch bell?" "Yeah. I usually meet Dash and Applejack after class, I'm going to try to catch up with them" >Sunset: "Care if I tag along?" "Not at all" >The two of you hurry back to your class >Sunset: "Oh, and can I ask you for one last favor?" "Sure" >Sunset: "About me getting pissed off back there... you know, losing my temper and all" "Don't worry, I'll keep it between us" >You catch Dash, Rarity, and Applejack on their way to the cafeteria >Thank God Rarity has your backpack, you didn't even realize you'd forgotten it >Dash: "Nonny, there you are! Rarity told me you went to the nurse's office, is everything okay?" "Yeah, she just wanted to check on me, make sure I was okay after yesterday" >Rarity: "Are either of you going to tell me what happened" >Dash: "Do you really want to know?" >Even Dash knows how to handle Rarity now >You've taught her well >You get to the cafeteria, a good deal later than usual >Even now, Sonata and her friends haven't shown yet >Applejack: "Seriously Anon, if ya wanna sit there again we won't judge" "Nice try. You're not getting rid of me that easily" >Still though, you do wonder what the deal with them is >As you take our seats, the girls immediately turn to Sunset, asking about Sonata's gang >She looks at you, and you return the gaze >You both have the same thought going through your heads >"How the hell do I explain this" >The best explanation that she can give is that they're "kind of off" >Not that you could say much better >*BANG* >The conversation is interrupted by the slam of the cafeteria doors >But not closed... they were bursting open >A gentle hum starts to echo through the cafeteria, which at this point has fallen silent >All attention turns to the source... >Sonata and her friends >Quite the dramatic entrance >Then, to your surprise, music starts playing from the intercom, and the poofy-haired one- Adagio, if you recall correctly- starts singing "Hey Dash, is there another dance thing going on?" >Dash: "Nu uh... not that I know of. Pinkie?" >Pinkie: "Nope. I'm as stumped as you guys" >The continue on with their spontaneous music number >The crowd gets riled up >The energy of the room is building >... >You feel the it getting to you >The new girls come to the end of their song >You had no idea Sonata and her friends even sang, but the fact that they would go so far as to challenge the whole school to a battle of the bands.. >And in a song no less >Now that's cheeky >The cafeteria was left in chaos, and Sonata's gang is basking in the moment >The crowd looks like they belong at a concert for some edgy metal band you outgrew in middle school >Everyone but your friends is going crazy >Once again you feel sick to your stomach >Dash: "A battle of the bands?" >Pinkie: "They can't change the musical showcase like that! It ruins the whole idea!" >Dash: "You're not going to let them do it, are you?" >Applejack: "Are you hearin' that crowd? It may be out of your hands" >None of them seem as excited as the rest of the students >Dash: "Hey girls... " >Dash directs everyone's attention towards you, now hunched over and clutching your gut >Applejack: "You okay there Anon?" >"Don't you know that if you ever have to ask that then the answer is no" >Is what you want to say >But you know it's just the pain talking, so you bite your tongue and hold back the sass "Not really" >Dash: "Do you need to see the nurse?" "... yeah, I think so" >You get up and, accompanied by Dash, you start head across the cafeteria >"Anonymous! Good seeing you again!" >From amongst the commotion a hand reaches out and grabs you, and it takes you a moment to find just who it was >The creepy one "Not now Aria" >Adagio: "Actually I'm Adagio" >Oh right, Adagio was the creepy one >Not your fault, you're not thinking straight >Dash: "Look, now's not a good time, alright- hey, weren't you one of the girls singing?" >Adagio: "That's right, I'm with the Dazzlings" >Not the name you would have chosen, but okay >Adagio: "Are you two leaving so soon?" >Dash: "I said now's not a good time" "A horrible time" >Adagio: "What's the matter? Are you sick again?" >She's looking you in the eye again, that same smile on her face as before >Like she's looking into your soul >Fuck it >You jerk your arm free and run off as fast as you can >Dash: "Nonny, wait!" >Adagio: "Damn it, still nothing..." >You ignore the both of them, hauling your ass out of there >You know you can't make it all the way to the nurse's office >Just like you know you can't hold down your stomach contents >So you head straight to the bathroom >Once you've finished emptying the contents of your stomach, you wait around in the stall for a minute just in case >You weren't really self-conscious about it until you hear someone else enter the room >The person comes straight to your stall and knocks, and a voice you really should be more surprised to hear in the men's bathroom calls out >Pinkie: "Nonny? You okay" "Yeah, I'm fine now. I think" >Pinkie: "The other girls went to the nurse's office looking for you, but somehow I knew you'd be here" >You stumble out of the stall >Pinkie: "Come on, I'll help you over there" >She puts her arm around you for support, and you lean on her as you shamelessly walkout of the bathroom together and head to Redheart's office >Nurse: "God damn it not again. What the hell is up with you!" >Redheart helps you lay down with a gentleness that doesn't match the tone of her voice >The girls are there for you; thankfully, it's just your friends, none of those Dazzlers, or Dazzlings, or whatever they're called "I don't know-" >Nurse: "-Oh no, we're not doing this crap again. Tell me what happened, and tell me now" >She wheels her chair over to block the door >Nurse: "I'm not letting any of you out until I get an answer, so someone talk" >She looks directly at you, making sure you know you're on the spot >Thankfully, Dash saves your ass >Dash: "We were just sitting at lunch, and again, out of nowhere he got sick" >Nurse: "Anything unusual happen before?" >Dash: "Nothing, aside from the Dazzlings" >Nurse: "Who?" >Dash: "The new girls. They came in and started singing, and that's when he got sick" >Nurse: "Singing, huh? Weren't you at their band practice when you threw up last time?" >Rarity: "You what" "Yup, that's what happened. I puked in the music room" >She seems mildly disgusted, probably not enough to be skipping band practice >Nurse: "Anon, do you get migraines?" "No, why?" >Nurse: "Sometimes people with chronic migraines are overly sensitive to sound. Listening to constant loud music could have set you off" "Sounds more like a hangover to me" >Nurse: "Is that it?" >You give her a "are you serious?" look >... okay, she is serious "No, I don't have a hangover. It's probably just the stomach flu or something" >Nurse: "If that were the case, you wouldn't have felt so fine this morning" "Then what else could it be?" >Sunset: "Weren't you sitting with those Dazzling girls yesterday too?" "Yeah, why?" >Sunset: "... nothing" >There's something on her mind that she's not saying >Redheart: "Well regardless, you should stick around for a bit Anon. At least until you're feeling okay. I'll get something for your stomach" "Don't, I've got stuff in my backpack" >Once again, Rarity saved your backpack >You open it and take out the bottle of Tums from the front pocket of your backpack- >... "Hey Rarity, were you watching my bag the whole time?" >Rarity: "Not the whole time, but for the most part. Why, are you missing something?" "... no, never mind. I found it" >You pretended to look for something for a moment >Nurse: "You should head back to class before your all late. I'll keep an eye on him" >Dash: "I can stay behind too if you want-" "-Don't" >She seems surprised, almost shocked "Go ahead and go, I'll be fine" >Dash: "You sure?" "Don't worry Dashie, I'll be okay" >Skeptically, she sighs and kisses you on the forehead >Dash: "I'll come back and check on you after class, alright" "I'll be waiting" >Applejack: "Come on y'all, he probably needs his rest" >They all head out >Just as you'd expect, Dash is the last one lingering behind >Redheart carries on with some paperwork, and you pull the privacy curtain aside >Once you're concealed, you open up the front pocket of you bag, and pull out a white envelope with your name scribbled on the front >You found it earlier while looking for the Tums and it threw you off >Inside the envelope is a folded up paper with a message written inside >There's no name or signature, just the message >"Sonata and her sisters are trouble. Stay away from them" >To whoever wrote that note: No freaking duh >Obviously all of your friends know that >Which means that there's someone else out there who knows that the Dazzlings are up to no good >For now, you crumple up the note and stuff it in your pocket >You are still a little queasy, so you close your eyes to get some needed rest >... >... >Upon waking you feel a big pressure in your gut >You don't feel anything coming up, not even a dry heave >Then, you realize the pressure's coming from outside your body >Dash is on her knees beside the bed, resting her head on you and using your body as a pillow >She seems to catch you as soon as you wake >Dash: "Hey, how you feeling?" "Fine. Is class over already?" >Dash: "Yeah, I came in just a second ago to check on you-" >Nurse: "-Bullshit" >Nurse Redheart pulls the curtain aside >Nurse: "She came back like, five minutes after she left, claiming she wasn't feeling well" "Seriously?" >Dash: "Of course not!" >Nurse: "I tried to get her to leave but she said she wouldn't leave your side until you woke up. She's way too worried about you" >Dash: "Am not!" >Dash's face flushes bright red >Redheart is getting her worked up in a way you haven't done in a long time >Nurse: "You should have seen her a minute ago Anon, she was crying that you wouldn't ever wake up" >Dash: "Wh-what? Nonny, you don't believe her do you?" >Now that you know for sure is bull >... but screw it, you can't resist "Your eyes are still watering" >Dash: "B-But I wasn't even... you're screwing with me aren't you?" >Nurse Redheart bursts into laughter >Nurse: "Damn Anon, now I get why you keep her around" >She teasingly pinches Dash's cheek >Nurse: "Relax kid, we're just messing with you. We both know you weren't really crying" >Dash: "And that other stuff didn't happen either!" >Nurse: "Yeah, sure, whatever you say. Anyways, you're almost late for your next class. Take this before you go" >She hands you a piece of paper "What's this?" >Nurse: "It's to get you out of gym for a while. I think you actually should be sitting out for once, at least for a while" >The note details your stomach issues over the past couple of days, with her signature at the bottom "Really? I didn't lose a toe this time?" >Nurse: "It was either that or herpes" >She's not as good at excuses as you are, but to her credit no one would really question her >You stuff the note in your pocket and leave the office >Dash: "Just for the record, I wasn't really crying over you" "I know, I was just messing with you" >Looking back, maybe you did take it just a bit too far "You're not mad, are you?" >Dash: "Of course not Nonny, but... I have been a little worried lately" >She gently punches your arm >Once again, something she hasn't done in a long time >Something you've missed >Dash: "And trust me, when I'm mad you'll know" >Well that's... reassuring >Maybe >Gym class "Hey coach, I have to sit out today" >Coach: "What is it this time?" >You reach in your pocket and pull out the paper, handing it to him >Coach: "... 'Sonata and her sister are trouble'? What's this?" >Crap >You shouldn't have put both of them in the same pocket >You quickly fish out the other note and trade them off >Coach: "... Stomach issues huh? Alright, go on" >He holds on to the note from the nurse while you stuff the one about the Dazzlings back into your pocket >You feel like you should hold onto it just in case... hell if you know, but anything could happen >But you've got to be a little more careful with it >Especially if you're going to continue keeping it a secret >Dash insisted on skipping band practice and walking you home, but you assured her that you'd be fine >And for the rest of the day, you were fine >In fact, you were fine for the rest of the weekend >Monday >You decided it's best to leave that note pinned on the fridge >It's more of a mini-fridge really, but it came with the place >The note in itself isn't exactly fridge-worthy work, but you've never aced a test and you don't have any kids with shitty arts and crafts projects, so it's better than nothing >As soon as Dash sees you waiting for her in front of the school, she asks if you are okay >You assure her that you are >In Biology >As soon as rarity sees you in your seat, she asks if you are okay >You assure her that you are >At lunch >As soon as you sit down at the table, you assure everyone that you are okay before they even ask >At least you've got friends that care >You go all day without throwing up >That's a win as far as you're concerned >Tuesday >Lunch time >To your surprise, Pinkie is the last one at the table, and she is irritable "What's the matter Pinkie?" >She pulls out a piece of paper >Pinkie: "THIS is the matter" >It's a flyer, one that looks a lot like her old flyer for the musical showcase, but with the title replaced with "Battle of the Bands" >Pinkie: "And I'm guessing you all know who's behind this one. Nonny, you're friends with one of them right? Can't you try and talk to her or something?" >Sunset: "I don't know Pinkie, those girls seem like trouble. If anything we should be staying away from them" >... nearly a direct quote >Still, you have to be sure "When I spoke to Sonata by herself, she seemed normal. It's those sisters of hers that seem to cause trouble" >Sunset: "They're sisters? I thought they were just friends" >... the note specifically said 'Sonata and her sisters' >So much for that lead "Anyways, Pinkie's right. I should at least try to talk to her about all this. Maybe she can talk some sense into them" >Applejack: "Speak of the devil" >Applejack turns your attention across the cafeteria, where the Dazzlings just took their seats at the big table "I guess there's never a better time than now" >Dash: "Hang on, I'm coming with" >She joins you as you get up to head towards them >Sonata: "Anon? What are you doing here? >Aria: "Yeah Ass-non, what are you doing here?" >That's actually the first time you've heard that one >Clever "Look, we need to talk about last week" >Adagio: "You weren't in the mood to talk then" "Yeah, I'd been sick the past few days" >Sonata: "Really? Are you-" "-Yes, I'm fine. That's aside from the point. You need to call off the whole 'Battle of the Bands' thing" >Adagio: "Call it off? We didn't even start it. We just took the musical showcase and spiced it up" "I know, and Pinkie Pie's not cool with it. It kind of ruins the whole idea of the showcase" >Dash: "It's supposed to be a fun event, not a hardcore competition" >Adagio: "... I see what the problem is here. You don't think you and your band can hold up to the competition" >Dash: "I'm saying there shouldn't be any competition at all" >"Of course you'd say that" >One of the other girls sitting at the table calls out >You don't really know her but you've met her; she's the one you always run into at the vending machine >Trixie was her name, if you recall correctly >Dash: "Excuse me?" >Trixie: "Admit it; you're scared of the competition" >Dash: "As if. You think I'm really-" >You stop her before she escalates things any further >Dash: "Look, all I'm saying is that this isn't the best idea" >Another familiar, more annoying voice speaks up >Snips: "And what do you know about good ideas?" >Snails: "Yeah, what do YOU know?" >Adagio: "Well well well, look like majority rules. The Battle of the Bands is on" >She and the other girls get up from their seats and leave >On her way out, Adagio walks past Trixie, caresses her face and whispers something in her ear >Aria does the same to Snips and, after a stare from the others, Sonata does to Snails >The table gets more rowdy with excitement, and you and Dash make your way out before things get any worse >Applejack: "Nothing, huh?" "Nope, it's like they didn't hear a word we said" >Pinkie: "What did you tell them?" >Back at your table you and Dash describe the situation- everything, even the little whisper at the end >Sunset, once again, looks troubled "You know something Sunset?" >Pinkie: "Come on Sunny, let it out" >Sunset: "... I'm not sure. I'll get back with you on that" >She gets up and leaves, despite lunch being just about half over >Applejack: "Okay, am I the only one not sure if she can be trusted" >No one speaks up, but they all seem to silently agree >But not you "Give her time, she might know something we don't" >Dash: "If she knew something why doesn't she just tell us?" "Sometimes you need to be absolutely sure before you say anything" >They all accept your answer; they may not agree but they accept it >After lunch you and Dash start heading to history "Hold up, I think my textbook is in my locker" >Dash: "Alright, I'll meet you in class" >You hurry off to get your book >You open your locker >You take out your book >You see another envelope fall out >... another one, looking just like the last one >You take it and, after making sure no one's around (maybe you're a little too paranoid, but what the hell) you read the note >"Quit the band" >... motherfucker >It's one thing to sneak into your backpack while you're in the bathroom throwing up, but to actually come to your locker... >You're sure this won't be the last one, and you've got nothing to lose >You tear a page out of your notebook and write down "I'm not in the band" >You fold it up and write "Whoever You Are" on the outside, and leave it right in the middle of your locker, where it's sure to be seen >Thinking you can actually respond to this person is admittedly stupid and irrational >But there is nothing about this situation that isn't >You get to class a few minutes after the bell >Dash: "What took you so long?" "Nothing, I just walk slowly" >After school, you meet up with Dash outside the locker rooms as usual >Dash: "So are you coming?" "To what, band practice?" >Dash: "Didn't you get the message?" >... >Oh >Shit "So you know?" >Dash: "Yeah, she sent it to all of us" "Who sent it?" >Dash: "Sunset, did you not get her text?" "... okay, back up. I'm missing something here" >Dash: "Sunset sent out a mass text for us to meet her by her locker after school" >... never mind >Dash: "Wait, did you ever actually give her your number?" "Nu uh" >Dash: "That explains it. Now that you know, you might as well come along, I'm sure she meant for you to come too" "Yeah... sure" >You meet the girls at Sunset's locker >Sunset: "Okay, so something's been bugging me about the Dazzlings since I first met. There's something... different about them" >Dash: "Are you saying what I think you're saying?" >Sunset: "Yup, I think they're from my world" >This kind of thing should really come as more of a shock to you >But lately, otherworldly creatures seem to be the norm around here >She opens her locker and pulls out a fancy looking book >Sunset: "This book is magic, I can use it to communicate with the world I came from" >Great, you're dealing with otherworldly creatures and an inter-dimensional transmitter communication device >Yup, your friend is an alien >After writing... something in the book, she stuffs it back into her locker and leads you all outside to the front steps of the school by the big statue "So what exactly are we waiting for?" >Sunset: "Hard to say. Don't worry, it'll all make sense in a moment" >You seem to be the only one out of the loop, so you wait >... and wait >... and wait some more >Long after school hours, the sun had already started to set >Pinkie helped you break into the school to grab dinner from the vending machines >After enjoying a lovely art-school dinner, you wait some more "... yeah, this all makes sense" >Sunset: "I don't know, maybe she just-" >Sunset abruptly stops and gets up >You quickly realize what's caught her attention >A bright light radiates from the big statue out front >A strong breeze kicks up >There's a loud, thunderous boom, and the light becomes blinding >When you get your vision back, you see a girl sitting on the floor in front of the statue dazed and confused >Yup... makes perfect sense >Less than seconds later, a small dog follows her out through the statue >The girl on the floor picks herself up and the others embrace her in a big group hug >Without you >Statue girl seems to notice and breaks away from the group to introduce herself >"Hi there, I'm Twilight Sparkle" "I'm Anon" >You take her hand for a handshake, but stop when you realize how limp her arm is, flopping around like a wet noodle >Like she's never had a handshake before or something >Twilight: "Nice meeting you Anon" "You too. So do you always come out of statues or did you just miss the bus today? >Nothing like a little smartass-ery to break the ice >The joke seems to have gone over her head >Twilight: "Right, the statue. Now I'm sure you're probably wondering just what's going on here and there's really no easy way to say this so I'm just going to say it" >She lets out a long sigh >Twilight: "You see, the truth is I'm actually-" "-I know, you're an alien" >Twilight: "Alien?" "Yeah, an alien from another world. Sunset too" >Twilight: "Okay, now I'm the one confused here" >Dash: "Maybe you should just let her explain Anon" >She's got a point >You cut the comical genius for just a moment to let her carry on with her explanation of recent happenings >So it turns out that Twilight is actually a princess in her world, not that it means anything here >But wait, there's more >She seems to have it all figured out "... Sirens?" Twilight: "That's right, sirens. They're mythical creatures who once roamed the land of Equestria- where I'm from- until they were banished. They must have found their way to this world" "Banished? If they're so evil why not just kill them?" >Twilight: "That's not how we do things in Equestria. We don't just go around killing each other willy-nilly, even with reason" >You really ought to thank Twilight for checking your edginess >Twilight: "Even if we wanted to, their magic was too great. There's no way they could be defeated in their most powerful state. Thy seem to be wakened here, but the more conflict and anger between everyone, the stronger they get" "And what happens when they reach their strongest state?" >Sunset: "As I'm sure you've noticed, they have a way of making people act not like themselves, making them angry and aggressive" .Twilight: "Yes, and with enough power they're capable controlling the minds of others, forcing them to do their bidding" >Dash: "None of us have been affected by it yet" >Twilight: "It might have to do with what happened the last time I was here. Some of my magic may still be inside you" >You struggle to not make any sexual joke about that out loud >Twilight: "We may be protected from it now, but if they get any stronger there's no telling what will happen" >Rarity: "But what about Anon? He didn't receive any of the magic when you were here last, but he doesn't seem to be under their spell either... are you?" "Not that I know of" >They've probably tried to cast their spell on you before though >That would explain all that stuff about coming between you and Dash last week >And when she tried to keep you from leaving the cafeteria after their song >... and how you puked each time afterwards "At least, not entirely under their spell" >Rarity: "What do you mean?" "I think their magic may have something to do with how sick I've been the last couple of days. Every time I got sick, it was after speaking to Adagio" >Dash: "But you didn't throw the first time until I started playing" "And I didn't throw up the second time until you started pulling me away from Adagio" >Dash: "Where are you going with this?" "Adagio said something to me when we first met: 'It'd be a shame if something came between you and Rainbow Dash'. Maybe this is part of their spell. You're protected by magic and they're too weak to make me do anything. Trying to make me sick around you is their way of pushing us apart" >Dash: "... that's almost crazy enough to make sense" >Twilight: "I think so too" >She starts eyeing you up and down >Twilight: "And now that you mention it, I do feel something coming from you, something magical" >You always knew you were special >Twilight: "But first things first, we need to figure out a way to defeat the Dazzlings" >"What we need is some kind of counter-spell against them" >... did her dog just talk? >It seems to look straight at you >"Yes, I just talked. The name's Spike" >Apparently it reads minds too- >Spike: "No I can't read minds. I just get that look every time I come to this world" "What the hell kind of dog are you?" >Spike: "I'm not a dog, I'm actually a freaking dragon-" >Twilight: "-Spike! Language!" >The dog snickers and sticks his paw out like some kind of animal bro-fist >You just bro-fisted with a dog >Fuck anybody who says you didn't >Twilight: "Anyways, for a counter-spell to work we'd need everyone under their spell to hear it. That way we can ensure that no one is left under their control" "What you should do is write it in the form of a song and perform it at the Battle of the Bands" >Twilight: "... all the students will be gathered in one place, Anon you're a genius!" "Yeah, sure" >You're no genius >You're just a cheeky asshole, wanting to see the Dazzlings get beaten at their own game in front of the whole school >Twilight: "If I'm going to have that spell ready in time, we have to get started immediately. Come on Spike" >She starts heading towards the school until Pinkie stops her >Pinkie: "Wait, where are you going?" >Twilight: "Usually I sleep in the library when I come here" >So SHE'S the hobo who made that bed up there >Pinkie: "Not tonight, you're sleeping at my place" >lol she's gonna get raped >Pinkie: "WAIT! I've got a great idea... slumber party at my house!" >lol they're all gonna get raped >Pinkie: "See you girls later. You too Nonny-" "-Wait, me too?" >Pinkie: "Well duh. Can't have a band slumber party without our only groupie present" >... >You're gonna get raped >When you get home you throw some stuff in a backpack for the slumber party >Pajamas and a change of clothes for tomorrow >A tightly sealed travel cup of coffee for the morning just in case Pinkie doesn't have any at her place >You consider putting on three pairs of underwear for protection in case SOMEONE gets frisky (you know who, the one who's been demanding a sex party since you've met) >But then you change your mind, in case someone ELSE gets frisky (you know who, the one who's actually willing to push through three pairs for you) >Not long after you've gotten ready Dash picks you up and you head over to Pinkie's place >Pinkie: "Dash, Nonny, you're late!" >She takes one of your hands and one of Dash's and drags you inside and up to her bedroom >Well she cuts right to the chase >Much to your relief, you get there and find the others already arrived and are still conscious and fully clothed >As soon as you step in the room Rarity smushes her face up against yours >Rarity: "Say cheese!" "What-" >*CLICK* >You haven't even been here five minutes and you just got selfie raped >Applejack: "Relax Anon, she does that to all of us" >Dash: "Yeah, and I can guarantee more than once" >This is going to be a long night >Okay, this is actually a lot more fun than you expected >Aside from the typical girly girl stuff like makeovers and gossip (to which you've heard your name a few times), the girls are actually pretty fun >You're sitting at the foot of the bed watching Dash and Applejack play some vidya when Twilight comes by and sits next to you "Hey Twilight finished already?" >Twilight: "No, just taking a break. I'm having a hard time coming up with anything. What are they playing?"' "No idea, but it's still fun to watch" >Twilight: "Why?" "Wait for it..." >3 >2 >1 >*SLAM* >Applejack: "Hey! I was just about to win!" >Dash: "I dunno, it seemed pretty close to me" >Dash hit the reset button on the console... again >Dash: "Of course, if you wanna go again" >Applejack: "... You're on" >And they immediately start playing again >There's no stopping the competition between them >Twilight: "How long have they been going at it like this?" "Since we got here" >Twilight: "Wow..." "Yeah. Wow" >They continue playing >... >*SLAM* >Once again, Dash #NoScopes the console >Applejack: "You did it again!" >Dash: "It was an accident, I swear" >This seems to be the final nail in the coffin, and Applejack rage quits >Applejack: "So Twi, how's that spell coming along?" >Twilight: "... it's a work-in-progress" >Applejack: "How much progress are we talking?" >Twilight: "Quite a bit. Magic can be really tricky sometimes. Like how Anon somehow managed to get himself enchanted" >Applejack: "Yeah, how did that happen anyways?" "No idea. Maybe it's just because I've been hanging out with you guys more lately" >Twilight: "Maybe... I don't know, magic is usually a little more intimate than that" >You prepare for the shitstorm as soon as you hear the word 'intimate' >Rarity: "Oh, he and Dash have been VERY intimate lately" >Dash catches on and immediately tries to play it down >Dash: "Yeah, he and I have been going out for a while now" >Rarity: "You've been doing a lot more than that" >Twilight: "What do you mean?" >Wow, does Twilight really not get it? >Rarity: "Let's just say they've been exchanging lots of magic lately" >Twilight: "Huh?" >Rarity: "Come on, do we have to spell it out for you" >Pinkie: "S-E-X" >God damn it Pinkie >Even after that it takes Twilight a moment to register the meaning of that >And once she does she releases a spaghetti storm >Twilight: "... O-Oh! That would... work I guess. C-Can't really say from experience but it's a reasonable hypothesis" >Applejack: "Judging by the way you talk Rarity, sounds like you're speakin from experience. Care to eplain?" >Rarity: "What? Who told you about us-" >You and Dash: "-RARITY!" >Too late >Applejack is already laughing her ass off >Fluttershy is already blushing in second-hand embarrassment >Pinkie is already swearing on her life that she didn't tell >And Twilight still doesn't get what that means >You never thought having an M-F-F threesome would be something you'd want to live down >Then again, you never thought you'd have such gossipy friends >*DING DONG* >Thankfully, you're saved by the bell. The doorbell to be exact >Pinkie: "Pizza's here!" >Thank God for pizza >Later that night >Everyone's all partied out and agree that it's best you hit the sack >Or rather, the floor for most of them >Somehow you and Dash manage to find room to fall asleep spooning >With everyone sprawled out wherever there's room you all drift off to sleep >... okay, they all do >Your eyes are closed but you're wide awake >You know that as soon as you let your guard down Pinkie's gonna take out a sharpie and draw a dick on your forehead >You're not going to let that happen >You hear a quiet rustling, and you crack your eye open just a bit to catch Twilight sneaking out of the room >Looks like you're not the only one awake >No one else seems to notice >And you don't really care, so you bury your face in the back of Dash's head and close your eyes >... more rustling, and this time Sunset leaves >Busy night >Probably working on that spell thing of hers >Again, none of your business >... >Dash: "hey Nonny, you awake?" >She whispers just barely enough for you to hear "yeah" >Dash: "same here, can't really sleep. are you worried about the Dazzlings too?" "not really. what's got you worried?" >Dash: "are you sure you're able to resist their spell?" "for the most part, why?" >Dash: "... I don't know" "Dashie, what aren't you telling me?" >She turns around to face you >Dash: "things could get bad. like, really bad. and I just want to make sure your safe, and-" "Dashie, I'm going to be okay" >Dash: "but what if you're not? what if somehow the Dazzling's spell gets to you" "it won't" >Dash: "but what if it does" "it never will" >Dash: "Nonny, please..." >She struggles to find the words to say >Dash: "all I ask is that we keep your involvement with the band to a minimum, at least until we find out what they're really capable of. if they are capable of controlling people's minds then the last thing I want is for you to be a target. I'm not saying we should stop hanging out altogether, but you are in more danger than any of us. it's for your own protection" >You pull her as close as you can, your face just inches from hers >Close enough for you to see her eyes start to water "look, Adagio is clearly trying to cause a rift between the two of us. now I just watched you slam the reset button at least five times earlier when you were playing against Applejack, and if there's anything I can say for sure about you, it's that no one has ever beaten the one and only Rainbow Dash. are you really going to let Adagio be the first?" >Dash: "of course not, but I don't want anything happening to you either" "tell you what. if things get too real I'll back off like you asked, but until it they do you're stuck with me, got it?" >Dash: "... promise?" "promise. and if I don't and I somehow fall under their spell I'm giving you my blessing to smack the sense back into me" >That got a giggle out of her >Dash: "deal" >She wipes her eyes "got something in your eyes?" >Dash: "y-yeah" >She turns her back to you again and wiggles into a comfortable position >You drape your arm over her and pull her close >For the first time tonight, you feel like actually getting some sleep >As you wake up the next morning you take a minute to figure out where the hell you are >... Oh yeah, the slumber party >Man, you slept surprisingly good last night >"Morning Nonny" "Morning Dashie" >"Try again" "... what?" >You pick yourself up and rub your eyes, still struggling to wake up >Dash is lying next to you clinging to your arm, but still asleep >Pinkie Pie, on the other hand, is sitting up in bed wide awake >She climbs down from the bed and sits next to you, careful not to step on anybody, then gives you a big hug "What's that for?" >Pinkie: "I thought you'd need it. You and Dash sounded upset last night" "... You heard that?" >Pinkie: "All of it. I was wide awake the whole time. And don't worry, I won't tell anyone" "Thanks Pinkie. But everything's fine, you don't have to worry about us" >She tries to hug you again >Pinkie: "As long you're okay that's what matters. Did you at least get some sleep?" "Yeah I did. What were you doing up that late anyways?" >Pinkie: "What do you think?" >You really don't want to think about what she was doing while everyone was asleep "Dare I ask?" >Pinkie: "I had to dish out the new guy treatment" "And what pray tell is the 'new guy treatment'?" >From across the room, Sunset yawns and stretches >Sunset: "Morning guys" >You stare blankly at her >Sunset: "... what's with that look?" "You got a little something up there" >You point to her forehead, where someone wrote the 'EVIL' in black marker >She takes out her phone and checks her reflection >Sunset: "Damn it, who did this?" >Pinkie: "Nothing personal Sunny, it's the new guy treatment" >You weren't sure if she'd be angry or if she'd take it well >To much relief, she laughs >Sunset: "I really should have known better" >Pinkie: "Took you long enough to finally fall asleep" >She tries to rub it off, which only serves to smear it around but still keep its shape >Pinkie: "Relax, it'll wash off with soap" >Twilight slowly wakes up next >Twilight: "What's with all the commotion?" "... good morning egghead" >Twilight: "E-Excuse me?!" >Sunset: "Your chest" >She looks down at herself >Her shirt is halfway buttoned down, and just beneath her shoulders she has 'EGGHEAD' written on her chest >On a side note, someone really needs to get her a bra >Twilight: "What? Who would do..." >She figures it out pretty quickly >Pinkie: "Consider it a compliment, you're one of us now" >Twilight: "I'll never understand some of these human traditions" >You take this opportunity to look yourself over, but you appear to be clean "Did you forget something?" >Pinkie giggles >Pinkie: "You got a very special treatment" "Is that just your way of saying you molested me in your sleep?" >It was just a little more than a joke >Pinkie: "Sorry Nonny, you haven't earned that privilege yet. Play your cards right and maybe next time" >Note to self: don't play your cards right next time >Fluttershy: "morning everyone" >You had no idea she was even awake >Fluttershy: "you know, it's almost-" >Rarity: "-Good morning" >She covers her mouth as she yawns >Even waking up for her is polite, graceful, and fancy-ass >She takes a moment to glance over those of you who were awake >Rarity: "... you guys got the new guy treatment pretty hard" >Twilight: "Yup. Apparently I'm a... an 'egghead'" >She struggles to let out even a basic insult like that >Stick around and you'll teach her the finer arts of bitchiness >Fluttershy: "umm, girls-" >Rarity: "What about you Anon?" "Apparently I got a special treatment" >Rarity: "The what?" >Pinkie: "If you ask me it's my best work of art" "-What the hell does that mean?" >Pinkie: "Well I've never had a guy over here before" >You don't like the sound of that >Pinkie: "The problem with girls is that their boobs get in the way. A guy's chest is flat, a perfect canvas for a work of art" "My chest?" >You lift up your shirt and behold Pinkie's 'work of art' >Sunset: "Pfft- HAHAHA!" >Sunset erupts into a laughter that awakens the others >Dash: "What's the big deaOH my God!" >Dash joins her in the laughter, and once Applejack notices she does the same >Dash: "Sorry Nonny but that's freaking hilarious!" >You have to admit, it was pretty good >And fitting for you >Fluttershy: "girls I think-" >*KNOCK KNOOCK KNOCK* >Pinkie: "Come on in... oh hey Maud" >"I heard a loud noise. Is everything-... That's hilarious. Good one Pinkie Pie" >It's hard to tell if that was sarcastic or not because everything she said was so monotone >Fluttershy: "girls, we're-" >"You should all get going. School started half an hour ago" >You check the time >... shit >Dash: "Why didn't anyone say anything?" >Fluttershy: "I was trying" >You really ought to listen to Fluttershy more >Before leaving she looks over at you >"What's your name" "Anon" >"Anon, there's a large drawing of a penis on your chest" "I noticed" >"You probably shouldn't have a drawing of a penis on your chest" "I'll keep that in mind" >Everyone hurried home so they could at least make it to school in time for the second class >You took extra time in the shower to wash off the sharpie dick drawn on your body >You make it to school and find Dash waiting out front for you "You're waiting for me?" >Dash: "You always do for me. And besides it's not like we're getting any less late" >True that >Dash: "Did you at least manage to get the drawing off?" "Yeah, I scrubbed it until it got off" >Pun intended >Dash: "All of it?" "Is this your way of trying to get me to take my shirt off?" >Dash: "What? No, I'm just asking" "And that's all you gotta do if you want me shirtless, just ask" >Your first class was almost over, you didn't even bother going >Instead, Dash took you to the back of the school where no one would catch you having sex >When you asked her why she was so eager today she said that she was 'just surprised you didn't do anything to her last night' >Which is Dash-speak for 'disappointed that you didn't do anything to her last night' >Lunch time >You, Dash, Applejack, and Rarity takes your seats at the lunch table >The Dazzlings occupy their usual seats at their usual table >It's weird thinking that they're actually monsters from another world >Just when you least expect it Adagio winks at you >... reeeeeaally creepy >Dash: "Anon!" "Huh?" >Did she just use your regular name? >Haven't heard that in a while >Dash: "I said your name like five times, are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine. Just zoned out for a minute" >She looks over in the same direction you are >Dash: "... Nonny, you remember the deal right?" "Yeah" >Dash: "Good" >About half way through lunch a call comes in over the intercom >Celestia: "All bands performing in the Battle of the Bands please report to the gymnasium immediately" >Dash: "What's that all about?" >Pinkie: "No idea" >All the performers clear out of the cafeteria in a hurry, which to your surprise is nearly half the cafeteria >Pinkie: "Whoa, we've never had this many people performing before" >Applejack: "That's because we've never had monsters from another world brainwashing everyone before" >Except for Sunset... you don't dare say that out loud >You arrive at the gym the same time as the Dazzlings >Adagio: "Fancy meeting you all here. What a coincidence" >Applejack: "Hardly" >Adagio: "Not you girls, I mean you Anon. I had no idea you were even in the band" "I'm not" >Adagio: "You may as well be, what with the way you all are so inseparable" "It's called having friends. Try it out sometime" >The girls laugh; even Sonata and Aria snicker a bit >Adagio rolls her eyes >Adagio: "We'll see how long that lasts" >The three of them head inside together >You let your friends go in before you, and as soon as you step inside you meet awkward encounter #2 >Flash: "Well well well, look who it is" >Damn it not this again "Look Flash, I don't want any trouble with you so just back off" >Flash: "Hey, I don't want any trouble either" "Then why are you talking to me?" >Flash: "Just to wish you good luck. I mean, let's face it, you guys are no competition for me, but the Dazzlings, now they're the ones to beat" "Yeah, and WE will be the one's to beat them" >Flash: "For once, I actually appreciate that attitude of yours. I heard you giving it to Adagio out there. And it's like that old saying goes... " >He reaches out for a handshake >Flash: "The friend of my enemy is an enemy of my friend... or something" >Not even close >You return the handshake, not sure what to expect >... nothing. Just a friendly handshake >Has science gone too far?