Liquid Diplomacy and Other Stories
Cherry Strudel's New Glasses
Admiral Biscuit
Cherry Strudel shifted in the uncomfortable chair while the optometrist leaned over him. He'd never had an eye exam before, even though he knew his eyes were pretty bad, and had been for a long time.
The whole thing had come to a head when his wife, Black Stone, had watched him walk into the back of a stopped wagon which he had mistaken for the saloon. He'd insisted it was an innocent mistake which could have happened to anypony; Stonie informed him if he didn't get glasses, that wasn't all he wouldn't be getting in the near future.
He capitulated immediately.
Luckily, Stonie's job with the railroad provided them with vision insurance, among other things. He'd seen all the paperwork, but the printing was too small for him to read, so he'd just nodded politely and said it was a great deal.
After suffering through the decidedly unscientific process of 'which looks better, this one or that one?' and eye drops which would leave him staggering home blinder than he'd been before, he was dismayed to learn that it would take a week before his new glasses would be shipped in from Canterlot.
But Stonie was happy, and in turn made him happy.
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When the appointed day arrived, Cherry Strudel left work early to go back to the eye doctor's, where the new glasses were carefully fitted to his face. It was an agonizingly long process, made even worse by the brief tantalizing view he got of a perfectly clear, in-focus world, before the optometrist took the glasses back off his muzzle, made an adjustment, and then asked him if it was better than it had been.
Nevertheless, the process was finally complete, and Cherry practically skipped out in the street, admiring all the ponies he’d only known by their blurry outlines. He stopped in the middle of the street to read the signs on all the buildings—he knew they were there, but he'd never known what they said.
Corrected eyesight wasn't without its disadvantages, however. As he got close to home, he noticed that the paint on the picket fence surrounding their patch of dirt was peeling, something he'd never observed before.
A day's worth of work would fix that right up, though. He happily trotted into the kitchen. He could smell chilis cooking; no doubt Stonie was making him his favorite dinner.
He was halfway through the door when Black Stone turned around, greeting him with a broad smile. "I love your new glasses! How does it feel to be able to see the world clearly?"
Cherry blinked at Stonie. "Huh . . . I never knew you were a stallion."
Not sure if it's funnier if Black Stone is a stallion, or just looks like one.
Awk-ward.
.....snooort.
Ooh, I like shorts collections.
You dropped a "that", I think.
Cherry seems to be taking it well. Let's hope Stonie manages to do the same. Based on the image in your blog post, I gotta wonder how sharing a cutie mark enters the relationship.
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I think that's actually as it was intended...
It does rather raise the question of what exactly Cherry Strudel thought he and Black Stone had been doing together in intimate moments. The implications are mind-boggling
Now that is a reveal.
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Stonie has always known.
That's a good question. Odds are, they're different types of cherry, and just look the same to our untrained eyes.
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I leave that entirely up to the reader.
5692694 ....Inflamed labia?
5694510 OMG I think we need to stop before the image.... Shoot.... Too late!
Pfft, oh dear...I question their sex life then.
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Ponies are quadrupeds, and both stallion genitals and mare mammaries are rather hidden away on their underside near the hind legs. If Cherry is exclusively mounting Black and not the other way around, and always being the big spoon when they cuddle, he wouldn't necessarily ever come anywhere close to his genitals.
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You may be overthinking this just a little bit. Nevertheless, you've got a workable hypothesis, and if their sexual relations are infrequent, and Cherry never got overly-creative in the bedroom (or wondered at why his 'wife' had such a square muzzle, and never happened to look under 'her' tail), I suppose it's possible.
I love it. :D
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Me too! :D
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Thanks!
Damn, what a reveal!
Dammit, I needed that laugh
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It honestly is one of my best punchlines ever.