Sweat drips down your face. Dash hovers over you, her eyes locked and focused on you.
"You better not disappoint me," she commands.
You groan under the strain. The muscles in your body tighten as you focus your breathing and push harder. Closing your eyes, you can feel yourself getting close. Almost there, just a little more.
"Jeez Anon, I didn't know they sent humans to wimp school," Rainbow teases.
You let out a mighty roar and thrust upward.
"YEAAAHH!" you scream, re-racking your barbell. "HELL yeah."
"That's more like it. I knew you could do it," Rainbow says, offering out her hoof for a congratulatory hoof-bump.
Sitting up from your bench, you bump her hoof and try to catch your breath. The gym in Ponyville was a bit cramped since it offered extremely cheap memberships, had almost no equipment, and was filled with mostly cardio machines, but at the early hours of the morning it was dead quiet. Lucky for you, when you went asking around for a gym buddy, Rainbow said yes immediately.
Like, unnervingly quickly. She didn't even know it was going to the gym when she agreed, but after you explained it just made her more excited. So, since your first week in Equestria, here you've been, every morning. And it's starting to show.
Grabbing your water bottle, you stand, letting the endorphins of your workout run through your veins and create a high to add to your sense of accomplishment. Sweat drips from your forehead as you walk up to one of the large, wall-length mirrors that the facility has to offer and examine your arms. Your muscles pulsate with blood, giving the illusion that they are larger than they really are.
"Wow, Anon. Your pump is looking awesome," she calls to you as you flex in the mirror.
"Oh? Think so?" you ask. "I've been really trying to look good."
"Y-yeah."
Silence fills the room as you get a little better look at yourself in the mirror. The gym shorts are a little small and cling to your body and the only thing you could find to workout in was the sleeveless shirt, but it really showed off your figure. You turn back to her with a smile.
"That's awesome. I sure hope all my hard work wouldn't go unnoticed," you reply.
Dash smiles and looks away a little as she sits on the bench, preparing for her set.
"Actually, uhm. I've been really proud of you, and stuff. You're beginning to look a lot more built since you first arrived," she says.
A smile curls on your face as a little piece inside of you feels validated. You stand behind the bar-bell, ready to spot for Rainbow.
"Really? That's sweet of you. What turned on all the mushy stuff?"
Her head snaps upwards and she shakes her head.
"What? I can't pay you a compliment once in a while? Jeez. It's not like I'm getting all sappy on you."
Her eyes dart away from you as she lays back and grabs the barbell with her wings.
"Alright, fine. Was just joking around. How many we going for?"
"Six."
"Alright, come on, show me what you're made of."
Rainbow gulps and eases the bar into the air. Slowly, she brings it down towards her body, and you hover your hands under the bar, ready to catch it if she fails. As if it were a full glass of water, she carefully raises it up.
"Alright, one," you say.
She brings it down one more time and pushes up.
"Two, watch your breathing."
Easing it down, she breathes in. Pushing it up, she breathes out.
"Three, half way there."
The bar comes down slow, and as it goes up, you notice her wings begin to quiver.
"Four, come on. You aren't out of energy yet. You got way more in you."
Her brow furrows as she brings it down again.
"This one's to be the fastest flier in Equestria! Come on!"
The bar goes up hard, but shakes once it reaches the air.
"Come on! ONE more. You got this. Don't wimp out on me now."
She eases it down and her body begins to tremble.
"Do it for me. Come on! Do it for me!"
Her gaze becomes determined and focused at your words and her muscles tense. The weight slowly moves up into the air as she breathes harder and harder.
"That's it, just like that."
It reaches half-way when she slows down.
"Just a little more, come on, I believe in you."
A smile curls on her face and she pushes the bar all the way to the top in one push.
"OH SHIT! Just like in the movies. That was BEAUTIFUL! I could KISS you."
"W-what?" she stutters.
The bar falls quickly, but your grab it in time to help her ease it onto it's holder.
"It was just a good push is all. With that sort of drive, you could break through any plateau."
"OH! Oh. Right. Yeah," she chuckles nervously.
The blood rushes to her face as she pants.
"Want me to grab your water bottle?" you ask, stripping the weight off the bar.
Rainbow sighs, sitting up and shaking her head.
"Nah, I left mine at home," she says, a sense of disappointment in her tone.
Confused, you attempt to reassure her.
"Hey, don't worry, it's just a water bottle. Use mine. I got plenty."
"W-what? But, haven't you been drinking out of it?" she asks.
"Uh, yeah?"
"Oh. W-well, okay," she says, her voice cracking.
She picks up your water bottle and takes a deep, slow drink, as you take a look at her. Her sweat gives her coat a light shine and her mane is all messed up from all of the cardio from earlier, and as she drinks the water, you can't help but notice that her body is also quite toned.
"You know, you aren't looking so bad yourself."
And now your water is all over the gym floor.
"What? What did I say?"
"UH. Nothing! The water just went down the wrong pipe!" she says, averting her eyes.
"Ooooh! Yeah, that sucks," you reply. "Hey, I'm not doing anything today, since it's Saturday. Wanna grab breakfast?"
The blue pegasus's ears perk and she nods quickly.
"I'd love to!"
"Cool, any idea whe-"
"Anywhere's fine!"
"Oh. Well, alright then. ITROT is as good as anywhere I suppose."
After a simple wipe down of the gym equipment, the two of you step out of the Ponyville gym as the sun begins to rise in the sky. By your guess, it must be around 8am. All of the quaint homes and shops are lit by a gentle gray light, and many of the ponies are either way too bright and chipper or still groggy from waking up.
"So, bro. I got a question for ya," you ask, watching the florist nearby wheeling her cart towards the market.
"Yeah, Anon?" she asks, looking up at you and slightly tilting her head.
"Has anything been on your mind? You've been acting a little funny lately."
She looks straight ahead, her ears perked straight and wings tense."
"N-no. Not really. W-why do you ask?"
"I dunno. I mean, a few days ago there was that little aerial show you did right after I got done at the market."
"I just wanted to show you a few new tricks I was working on. T-that's all."
"Then, you brought me random food the next day. Which tasted great by the way, thank you. I'll have to figure out how to make it up to you."
"H-hey! I just had too many cookies. And I totally had no idea they were your favorite. S-so it just worked out," she said.
"Well, yeah, but then the next day you wrote me a poem."
Dash goes quiet as her ears droop. A silence falls between the two of you.
"It was a good poem. I really like how you described the clouds."
"Really?" she asks, ears raising and ears extending.
"Yeah. It must be all that reading you're doing now. You're really formed a way with words. Have you shown Twilight anything?"
The ears return to their original position.
"W-well. No. You were the first, actually."
"OH!"
She looks up at you, expecting some sort of response. You look back down at her, unsure how to proceed. Is she expecting you to critique her poem? Uhhh. How did it go again?
-The raincloud of my life used to feel full of rain-
-But then I found something that would numb the pain-
-Now I don't know what I would do if he were gone-
-With all my- something something something.
You wish you hadn't spilled cereal all over it now.
"Uhhh. Well. I thought it well composed. The rhyming was good."
She looks at you, expecting more. What? Is that not good enough? Shoot. You really should read more.
"Um. Maybe it could have been longer?"
"Longer?" she whispers.
Oh shit. She is not taking this well. You kneel down to get on her eye level.
"Hey, I'm just trying to be helpful. I loved it, but I don't read much poetry. When I read it... I was speechless."
Her eyes grow wide and a dorky smile forms on her face.
"Really? Y-you mean it?"
"Yeah! I'm just terrible with words."
And using a spoon. But, she doesn't have to know that. You're sure it was fine. Besides, you just want to be supportive. Maybe she's just scared to show anypony else, and the two of you are so close that she felt comfortable showing you. Yeah, that must be it. It has to be.
Rising to your feet, you close the distance to the restaurant.
"Now then, I'm famished. What are you gunna get?"
You grab the door and hold it open as she follows you. Her eyes seem glossed over and doesn't seem to be focused on anything, but her dorky smile hasn't faded. You also aren't quite sure how she managed to get through the door with her wings extended so wide.
"Uhhh, Earth to Dash?"
She shakes her head.
"Pancakes!" she says forcefully, retracting her wings.
"You know, I was thinking the same thing," you reply as the wafting aroma of fried eggs and coffee hits your senses.
Just like everything else in Ponyville, the diner is very homey, with perhaps only 10 tables in the whole restaurant. The restaurant must have just opened its doors for the morning, since the two of you are the first to arrive, but a group of elderly mares follow close behind with newspapers. The two of you walk in, and a waitress seats the two of you to a table quickly with two menus and some silverware. Dash sits directly across from you as you look down into your menu.
Now then... what to get, what to get. Pancakes did sound good. You look up to see if there are any specials, and lock in direct eye contact with your Rainbro. She instantly looks down into her menu and begins reading intensely. In fact, so intensely... maybe she should just get reading glasses. The menu can't be more than a few inches from her face. Huh.
Anyway, there's no special on the chalkboard behind the counter, where the mares take, what look like, worn and regular places for them.
"Well, if it isn't my fastest customer, Rainbow Dash!" says an unfamiliar voice.
A tan mare with a long brown mane comes to your table wearing a white apron and hairnet.
"And it looks like you brought along a friend. Is this that human you always-"
"AHEM. Anon, this is my friend Fonda, Fonda this is Anon," Rainbow interrupts with a quick introduction.
The mare gives a light nod.
"Fonda Fondue, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you, too."
"So, what'll we be havin mister big strong human?"
You blush lightly and look back down to your menu, suddenly forgetful of your simple order.
"Coffee and three pancakes, with an egg," you reply.
"Sure thing. And the usual Chocolate Milk and Funny Face for you-"
"Milk and three pancakes will be fine."
She glares at Fonda awkwardly, and the waitress raises an eyebrow, but soon smiles.
"No problem! It'll be just a minute, you two get comfy."
You look from her to Dash as the waitress heads into the kitchen.
"Well that was weird."
"Heh, yeah," Dash says. "So, uhm. Anon. Did you hear about the big party tonight at Twilight's place?"
"Party? Not really."
"Oh! W-well, she's having a big get together tonight at the castle. You know, punch, dancing, fancy stuff. If that's your sorta thing."
"Oh! Like a dance?"
Dash's eyes dilate and she looks away.
"Well, I guess so, when you put it that way," she says.
"That sounds nice. I think Rarity made me a suit a long time ago. I dunno though, I'd have to check. Who's all going?" you ask.
"Oh. Well Twilight, Spike, Rarity, Fluttershy, and Pinkie of course. Minuette said she'd go. I think AJ said she'd show up when she got done at the farm."
A part of you sits straighter. Applejack will be there. You have to go. There's no option. All the working out has built up to this very moment. Okay. Keep it cool, Anon. Relax.
"Oh really?" you ask.
"Yeah, I dunno. I was never really into dances, but I figured I'd see if you're going. I mean, I thought, uhm. Well. If you were going, maybe it might not be all bad."
"Yeah, I suppose I can go."
Dash's ears perk and she sits up straight.
"Wait, really?" she asks, her voice cracking in excitement.
"Sure! Why not. It's not like I planned anything else to do. You're right. It could end up being fun."
"Awesome! S-so do you wanna meet up at my place before we go?" she asks.
You stare at her. Her expression slowly goes from a wide smile, to one of extreme concern.
"I-I mean, we'd just walk there together. You know. It's dark out and stuff. I'm strong and all, but-"
"Uhh, Dash. You live in the sky."
An awkward silence sits between the two of you as the waitress brings out your food and drinks.
"Right. I knew that. I-I was just testing you."
"Sure, if you wanna walk there together, it's cool. Just meet up at my place around seven and we'll head there."
"Oh! Okay!"
Her tail wags as you take a deep sip of your coffee. Tonight's the night. Maybe you can start by asking Applejack to dance with you. But one thing's for sure. You gotta try on that suit.
Seven came much quicker than you expected, but you're already dressed in your best suit and tie. Well, your only suit and tie. But, it's going to have to do. You've already brushed your teeth and washed your mouth out three times. The words are going to be the easy part. Applejack, would you like to dance? And then, it's just the box waltz that you've been practicing.
All day.
And, you think you have it down. Maybe.
Once Dash gets here, the two of you can-
The doorbell interrupts you mid-thought and you mentally fist pump. Showtime.
You get the door, and your jaw drops. Rainbow stands at the door, blushing, looking at ground, where she traces a circle into the ground with a hoof. She wears a long, flowing rainbow dress, that almost looks like a cape, with cloud-like fabric sewn in at the very edges. The entire dress is pristine and her hair is done up in to a twisted, woven, tiara like braid that you wouldn't have the vaguest idea how to describe. But, it makes her look like a Princess, and her own hair forms a sort of multicolored crown on her head.
"S-so, what do you think," she asks?
"Wow, it looks awesome! Lookin to impress someone tonight?" you ask, standing straight.
"W-well, maybe. I just- I... Wow, Anon," she mumbles as she begins to look you up and down.
"Well then, shall we head out?" you ask.
"S-sure, yeah," she stutters.
You close and lock the door behind you as the two of you make your way towards the crystal castle, which looms large, bright and multicolored over the small, bland town. The walk is almost entirely in silence, only broken by the occasional glance down at Rainbow, who seemed to keep looking away instantly. She really did look good tonight.
Was a Wonderbolt gonna be here? Which Wonderbolt would Dash be interested in. Spitfire was cool, but you didn't think Dash swung that way. Soarin seemed cool. Plus she hung out with him at a Gala once, she mentioned. Yeah, that could be it.
If you see Soarin there, then you'll have to try and set her up. Yeah!
Then she'll help you with Applejack. This plan is flawless.
You hold the door open for her as the two of you enter Twilight's heavily decorated castle. Following the red, velvet carpet led the two of you to the ballroom, which happened to be the source of gentle string music. The minute you enter the room, any thought of overdressing went WAY out of your head. Dash really underplayed this party.
This was almost a mini-gala.
Carefully decorated tables, each with their own centerpieces, sat at the edges of the room, where ponies all chatted and had refreshments. A large open dance floor sat in the middle, where two couples were already waltzing in the center. One couple being an older mare with her son that you recognized around town and the other being a stallion with a short mane and a mare with a long, blue dress that effortlessly flowed across the dance floor.
Come on, Anon. If they can do it, you can too. Now then. Scan the room.
Twilight, Pinkie and the rest of Dash's friends all stand towards the edge of a stage where the band was playing. But, no Applejack.
Alright, Anon. No pressure. She probably just hasn't gotten here yet. Maybe you can still help Dash out.
Your eyes dart from mare to stallion to mare to stallion, before you rest in a far corner of the room. Immediately recognizable in their uniforms, are the Wonderbolts, who laugh and drink punch on their own. That's where Dash will want to go. All you need to do is find the right opportunity.
"Hey Dash, wanna go talk to the Wonderbolts?" you ask.
Nailed it.
"Oh, well, I was thinking of saying 'Hi' to Twilight, but-"
"But nothing! I know how much you admire them. Let's stop by them."
With a strong lead, you make your way across the room to the Wonderbolts, with Dash following behind quietly. Now then, setting up two people is a very careful and delicate process. It's going to take a lot of subtle wordings and social grace to pull it off effectively. As the two of you approach the table, Spitfire waves a hoof to the two of you.
"Hey Rainbow Dash! How's it goin?" she calls out to the two of you.
Closing the distance, the leader of the Wonderbolts casts a glance between the two of you and smiles.
"It's goin alright, Spitfire," Rainbow replies. "We just got here. Thought it would be nice to stop over and say Hi."
Spitfire raises a hoof to you.
"You must be the human I hear so much about," Spitfire addresses you. "I'm Spitfire, these two goons are Soarin and Fleetfoot."
"Hey," Soarin says with a wave.
"Sup," Fleetfoot nods.
"Hey everyone. Oh! Hey, Dash. Want some punch?" you ask.
"Well, I... uh. Not really-"
"Don't move. I'll be right back," you say quickly and bound away.
Your footsteps carry you quickly towards the punchbowl, but you get out of view behind a small herd of giggling mares.
Perfect.
Dash is going to be thanking you so much later.
Now then. Back to the plan.
You get to the punchbowl and begin a re-scan of the room. Your eyes move back to Twilight when you notice she's waving towards the entrance to the hall. Looking to the source of Twilight's attention, you see... her. And she doesn't need a dress to look absolutely stunning. Applejack wore just her signature stetson, and her eyes were half-lidded.
Clearly, looking for love. Well, tonight, she found it.
Take a deep breath, Anon. Go in for it.
Putting one foot in front of the other, you make your way towards the farm pony. The distance closes quickly as you feel your heart thumping through your chest. You grit your teeth and feel your palms get sweaty. It's just a few feet now. Say something!
Applejack looks up to you and her emerald green eyes lock with yours.
"Howdy, Anon," she says.
"BATHROOM."
You push past her, bile sitting at the bottom of your throat. Bathroom? Really? Wow, Anon. Great job.
You step outside the dance and round a corner where there wasn't anypony else.
"Great," you sigh to yourself.
Alright. It's fine. This is fine. The way events are unfolding currently is completely okay. Just relax.
Now. All you have to do is ask Applejack to dance. It's easy. You've planned this out. You've practiced all day. You can do this.
Standing up straight, you fix your tie and take a deep breath.
"I can do this," you whisper to yourself.
You make your way back into the ballroom, where a new song just started. The perfect waltz. This is it. The fates have aligned. Putting one foot in front of another, you move to Applejack, who's having a conversation with her friends. It's fine though. Surely she must be up for one dance. Right?
Right.
You cross the whole room and head to the small group of friends. Each step feels like it only brings you inches closer to your destination. You practice the words in your head over and over.
'Applejack, could I have this dance?'
Just relax. Focusing on your breathing, you finally reach the group.
"Uh, Applejack?"
The orange, freckled face turns to you with curiosity.
"What's up, Sugarcube?" she asks.
"Uhm..."
And then it's gone. What were you going to say? Dance. Words. Think. Oh god, she's staring at you.
Captain, prepare the word missiles.
"Do you wanna maybe do a dance?" you sputter out.
And then, the world's longest silence began. What did you just do?
You await her reply, suddenly aware of exactly how you're standing and how you're staring at her. Stop staring. You blink, and now you wonder if you've been blinking to much. Oh god, just let the silence stop!
"Oh, uh," Applejack says, looking away and placing a hoof on her stetson. "It's kinda been a long day. I'm all tired. I didn't even put on a dress cause I wasn't going to stay long. I would kinda like to just spend some time with some friends. Know what I mean?" she asks.
Your posture falls like a house of cards at her question.
"Oh, right. Yeah, I get it," you mumble.
"Sorry, Sugarcube. Uhm, I'll talk to you later?"
"Yeah, later."
You turn away from her and move across the room to an empty table. Pulling out a seat, you look down at your hands. Of course. This was stupid. All of this was stupid. And you spent your whole day learning dance moves. You shoulda known.
"Hey!"
You look up, to see the frustrated face of Rainbow Dash.
"Were you going to come back? Or..."
"Oh, yeah. Sorry," you answer, your voice downtrodden.
She takes a step forward, ready to round on you, but she stops.
"Hey, is everything okay?" she asks.
"Yeah, yeah. Just," you sigh. "A few rough things happened."
"Oh... I see. Was that why you didn't come back right away?"
"Yeah," you mumble.
Dash sits in a chair beside you as you sigh and look straight ahead.
"It's whatever though. No big deal."
You listen to the music and imagine in your head what each step would be. It flows through your mind with ease and really makes you want to try out your moves. Your eyes move to Dash, who looks at you concern.
"Hey, wanna dance?" you ask.
Her eyes grow wide.
"W-what?" she replies. "I-I don't really know how."
"And I've never danced with a pony before. Wanna try?"
A smile curls on her face as you stand and extend a hand to help her up.
"Sure. I'd like that."
Aj seems pretty much, not in the least interested, bad luck their. Welp, good thing you still have best pony.
aw how adorable. Fluttershy, sweetie belle and all other 'cute' ponies have got nothing on Rainbow Dash.
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On another note, can I punch myself? I really want to.
I love AJ and all, but come on Dx jeebus. This guy is (Me?) is either nearing or already at Ash Ketchum level oblivious...
I love it XD hehehe, nice job!
You still got Best Pony me! Or him, Anon...
WHATEVER!
Nice job.
Dancey doo~
Didn't expect an update, and didn't expect how cute this chapter turned out to be. Nice job! If only I can thumb this story up twice. Aw well~
By the flutter gods he's doing it.
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Suuure~
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Okay.
Yep.
You fucking win.
Chapter 2?
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You're damn right.
They were meant for each other, but only after a month or so of multiple facepalm moments.
Tsundere-chan!!!!!
more chapters are demanded!
Damn! You got to the top of the featured list.
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I honestly wasn't expecting it, congratulations.
Wait a min. Why is this story marked as completed if it is clearly not completed at all.
It needs to be changed to incomplete to avoid confusion...unless the writer has other plans in his mind.
Or maybe it is already completed, i still need to read chapter 2 when i have time. Only read chapter 1 since it got releases so far and even then it was marked completed already.
I cant tell if Anon has some sort of mental disability but it's pretty clear he's nothing like me the irony.I would have run away right after asking AJ, clapping like a seal on speed, giving myself back pats and pinning a medal on myself for mustering up the huevos to do that. As for dash wondering were I was my answer would be-"I was watching porn. We don't have your internet. I was looking at porn magazines. We don't have magazines of that kind. I was directing porn?" it usually gets people to stop nosing around.
Now the question is did Applejack shoot him down, or was she just nervous? Don't give, Anon! I believe in you!
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So, here's the deal. I wasn't planning on writing - anything- else for this story. At all. I had a few background ideas that were off to the side, but I wanted to spend more time on incomplete multiparts, rather than this.
I wanted to treat this story like a sort of "collection" of short stories. I considered it complete because I did not when or if I would ever update it. I didn't want to make a false promise that I'd add something, and then never update.
Instead, the reverse ended up happening. I said "I'm never gonna update," and then "Surprise! Here's more!" clearly that's going to rustle a few feathers.
That said, I likely wouldn't have updated this if the feedback and massive amount of desire for more didn't exist. The original story was short and didn't really go anywhere.
Now then, since I updated it, why is it still complete?
That's because I'm still going to treat it as a short story Collection. I don't want people to get their hopes up for another part this year. Or, even ever, really. The story is meant to play on the fun, comical dynamic between Rd, AJ, and Anon. I'm not going to write some huge ending that makes Anon finally get a clue and everyone lives happily ever after. If so, not in 2015 at the very least.
I love that people are enjoying this story. I really do, but my Cadance multipart is the top priority and always has been. Posting a story that somehow managed to get out of control shouldn't change that.
Sorry I posted such a large comment to you, bust I suppose that everyone should know.
Anon- Heart breaker dance taker.
6607266 heartbreaker don't you dance around with me!
6607038 That's a lot of open pages my friend. Not wasting time, eh?
The human is either dumb or a guy.
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Wait, same thing, right?
Hahahahaha...ah man that was bad. Now I feel bad.
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Honestly, I usually have around 60-80 open! I just never really close them.
This is probably just a shot in the dark, but what if she's giving a sultry look at Twilight. Possible subtle shipping going on there?
As much as I dislike the whole 'Rainbro falls for you and you're oblivious' trope, this is alright. At least enough to give it a shot. I'm interested!
But is this story complete or what?
6607258 Ahh...i see, i understand now. Well ok than good luck to you than :)
Day 145
Still no Fallout 4.
PS. Thats a good chapter.
It is like two trains on the same track and they keep picking up speed as they race towards each other.
Love this story, hope to see some more hopefully
For a second, I thought I was accidentally reading a clop or something
6607386 You sir get to sleep on the couch inside the dog house in the patio. The dog takes your place in the bed along with your duties and property and your only pleasure and company will be a small chew toy. Enjoy.
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Well, I could still be ok.
Depends on the shape and size of that chewtoy...
6609878 Shape: indefenite, slobbered beyond recognition
Size: Fist sized
Previous Owner: Newfound Land monster of a dog.
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Psh, oh, yeah, we'll be fine then.
Also, to be sure, you did get that I was in no way serious, right? It was just too easy a joke to make, I'm not actually being that much of a cheeky cunt.
Wow, Anon, you are so thick-headed this is almost painful to read.
6610829 Im always being an inglorious taint nugget, I know you're not serious.
My reaction to anon so far:
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6608718 my sides. That's just perfect!
Heh. I love stuff like this. FANTASTIC job.
Gigglegigglegiggglegigle
*prays for a continuation*
This is one dense mother duckweed! Approved
1 MORE CHAPTER! PLEASE! Its so great so far!
6611058 How about this reaction to Anon? (Language Warning)
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Dear God, Anon is thicker than a big print edition of the complete works of Stephen King. It's shocking that he hasn't (to our knowledge) stuck his tongue to a frozen lamppost TWICE, or pissed on an electric fence, or played golf in a lightning storm, or fried bacon naked, or any number of stupid things.
This story is pretty good so far. I just hope the story gets a conclusion and doesn't end on a cliffhanger. Not a Anon x whoever conclusion but a definitive ending all the same. Maybe Applejack has a thing for stallion/mare X and Anon gets crushed. Then finally done dealing with Anon being thicker than all sin Rainbow gives up on Anon and starts dating someone else. Making Anon learn a lesson about knowing when to either nut-up or shut-up. Or maybe everything goes right and Anon gets either Dash or Jack. Maybe even the harem ending? However getting back on track I just want this story to get an ending.
6613321 yes...Just yes
Please just one more
How dare you slander the International House Of Pancakes with this horrible ponization of it's abbreviated name...you're bad and you should feel bad.
Other than that I guess it was okay.