A Sour Sweet Gesture
To be able to attend the exclusive Crystal Prep Academy, a small amount of money is involved. Okay, a LOT of money. One must be of at least an upper middle class family, which is where both you and your girlfriend, Sour Sweet hail from. Sunny Flare’s family, on the other hand, is L-O-A-D-E-D, and with ridiculous monetary privilege comes extraordinary toga parties.
You and Sour Sweet present your invitations to the butler standing at the door and are allowed in. DJ Lemon Zest’s music welcomes you both to the festivities where virtually all of the Shadowbolts are gathered in the mansion’s grand ballroom. If it wasn’t for the modern tunes, you would almost swear you just went back in time to ancient Athens. White fabric, sandals, and laurel leaves are as far as the eye can see.
Of course, you and Sour Sweet are no exceptions. Back at your house, when the two of you posed in front of the mirror to see how you looked, Sour Sweet commented,
“It’s like we’re a Philosopher and an Amazon Princess! While you’re overthinking life, I’m plotting your castration!”
Surrounding the ballroom are numerous paintings on display on tripod stands. They all portray scenes of ancient Greek life, deities, and even mythological creatures. You admire the monsters in particular and wonder if Equestria has any centaurs or manticores roaming around. Oh, how the imagination boggles when you find out that there’s a whole magical world just a portal open away…
“All we need now is an authentic, ancient Olympics going on here,” you remark.
Sugarcoat suddenly pops out of nowhere right beside you. “An authentic, ancient Olympics would be really awkward considering that they were only played by male athletes who were completely naked.”
“Yeah, honey, drop that toga and give us girls a good game,” Sour Sweet teases you, adding a bit of sultriness to her sweetness.
You blush and laugh. You and Sour Sweet may tease each other a lot, but the truth is that there hasn’t been any actual sex in your relationship yet. She has never brought it up and you would never want to be one of those boyfriends who would put the pressure on for it. In fact, one of the first things you did when you began dating Sour Sweet was to do research online about having relationships with those afflicted with schizophrenia. The most common advice listed was patience, which you’ve tried your best to uphold in all circumstances with her.
According to your reading, many with schizophrenia don’t even pursue romantic relationships, among the reasons being high anxiety. Perhaps that’s Sour Sweet’s obstacle when it comes to sex. Even with healthy minds, revealing one’s physique to another, much less the sexual contact can be a nightmare to the nerves. After all, you remember how hard it was to convince her that just her face was pretty. How long would it take you to convince her that her whole bare body was beautiful?
The blare of a horn captures everyone’s attention towards the staircase, where a butler with the instrument is positioned at the bottom of.
“Ladies and gentlemen, presenting Miss Sunny Flare!” the butler announces, holding his hand up.
Down the steps, Sunny Flare descends with her body graced with a flowing white dress, overlaid by a golden breastplate with helmet to match, a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, all of which are obviously designed to be more lightweight and stylish than battle-functional. With the dignified expression and poise she’s putting on, she certainly resembles a real life goddess Athena.
She reaches the bottom and is immediately mobbed by admirers wanting a better look at her costume attire.
“Figures the attention whore would make a grand entrance,” a slurred voice is suddenly overheard by you, Sour Sweet, and Sugarcoat.
The three of you immediately look back at the source of that insult: Gilda. She’s unmistakably intoxicated, a beer bottle in her hand, and her body swaying slightly side-to-side in place. She also happens to be right beside one of the paintings depicting a gryphon, which for some reason to you looks only fitting.
“Excuse you, Gilda, but that’s our friend you’re talking about!” Sour Sweet growls.
“Where did you get that beer?” Sugarcoat inquires.
“Ha, got it in right past the stupid butlers!” Gilda happily answered, waving the bottle around triumphantly. Considering how drunk she is, it’s more than likely that she already had several besides the one she has now before even coming to the party.
“Sunny Flare’s parents are going to be very mad that you sneaked alcohol into their home if they find out,” Sugarcoat points out.
“Queen Lame-o’s fuddy duddy parents can get their panties in a twist if they want,” Gilda says. She throws her head back to laugh, but almost loses her balance in the process. She then looks straight at you. “You don’t think I give a damn, do you, cutie?”
“Watch who you’re calling ‘cutie’, DRUNKARD!” Sour Sweet snaps.
Gilda smirks and holds her hands up innocently. “Hey, I’m not trying to steal anybody away from anybody. I’m sure I couldn’t compete with the amount of action you must be giving him to stick around, anyway.”
Sour Sweet’s teeth grit. “And what do you mean by THAT?”
“Oh please, Sour Sweet, with your illness, the only possible reason that any guy would be with you would be the promise of plentiful pussy.”
You look over to see Sour Sweet’s furious face slowly dropping as those words seem to sink in.
Enraged, you find yourself yelling at Gilda, “THAT’S NOT TRUE!”
Gilda’s momentarily surprised by that type of outburst coming from a normally shy guy such as you, but then smirks once again. “Come on, dweeb, and tell us how much you’re getting off schizo slut right there!”
“Don’t you dare call her a slut, Gilda,” you warn, glaring at her with pure rage.
Gilda’s eyebrow lifts with sudden suspicion. “Wait a minute… you’re seriously not getting ANY, are you?!” Gilda bursts out laughing. “Oh Sour Sweet, at least suck your own boyfriend off every once in a while, sheesh! I bet he’s ready to dump you anytime now for someone who WILL give up the ass! Jeez, you’re totally going to die alone in a mental hospital at this rate!”
Your fists clench, but hearing the short, sudden breath of a sob makes your head shoot over. Green mascara runs down Sour Sweet’s moist cheeks as her lips tremble.
If all the yelling didn’t catch everyone’s attention in the ballroom, the unexpected sound of Sour Sweet crying sure does now. Sunny Flare rips herself away from her admirers, the music stops as Lemon Zest abandons her DJ booth, and Indigo Zap runs over from her sports teammates who she had been hanging out with. The three girls join Sugarcoat at Sour Sweet’s side to comfort her.
“What happened?” Sunny Flare asks.
You point. “Gilda happened.”
Sunny Flare angrily stomps over and gets right into Gilda’s face. “You are NOT welcome in my home anymore! Leave.”
Gilda shrugs and rolls her eyes. “Whatever. I’ve had enough of this dweeb-fest anyway.”
She turns to go, but staggers right into the gryphon painting and knocks it off its stand and onto the floor.
“Dumb bird thing,” Gilda mutters before making her exit.
With Gilda gone, every eye in the entire ballroom is then on Sour Sweet in your arms, her head buried into your shoulder while you lightly stroke her hair in a futile effort to settle her down.
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It’s lunchtime at Crystal Prep Academy, however the events of the previous night hasn’t lifted from anyone’s memory. Sour Sweet sits silently, staring down at and fiddling with her food with her fork, as you and the girls watch with sympathy.
You certainly feel like a failure. Nothing you said or did last night could make her stop crying. You took her home where she eventually tired herself out and fell asleep. You tucked her into bed and gave her a good night kiss on the forehead. When the sun came up, you sent her a “good morning” text but she never answered it, neither by phone or in person when she showed up for school.
A frustrated groan from Indigo Zap finally breaks the depressing mood.
“Sour Sweet, get it together, girl!” she demands. “You’re not going to let someone like Gilda bother you, are you?”
“Yeah, dude, you got it way better than her,” Lemon Zest chimes in. “She can’t say she has four amazing best friends like us, can she?”
“Not to mention a devoted and handsome boyfriend,” Sunny Flare adds, giving you a teasing nudge.
Sour Sweet’s eyes lift up at that last comment. Taking notice, Sunny Flare waves her hands upwards to the others as a “keep this going” signal.
“Uh, oh yeah, you got the cream of the crop of boyfriends as far as I’m concerned!” Indigo Zap states, giving Sour Sweet a wink.
“Out of all the guys here at Crystal Prep, he’s certainly among the least detestable,” Sugarcoat dryly notes.
“I wish I could find a dude half as good as you got, Sour Sweet!” Lemon Zest declares.
The sound of Sour Sweet’s hands slamming onto the table startles the whole cafeteria.
“IF THE FOUR OF YOU LOVE HIM SO MUCH, THEN YOU CAN HAVE HIM!!!” Sour Sweet screams before storming off.
“Sour Sweet, wait, we were just trying to make you feel better!” Sunny Flare calls after her, but to no avail.
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Of all the places Sour Sweet could have gone, you know her well enough to be at the archery range behind Crystal Prep. There she is, of course, firing arrows at a circular target as she regularly does for practice or just to simply pass some time.
She notices your approach and flashes you a bright smile. Wait… a smile? She couldn’t have actually gotten over everything this fast, could she?
You then abruptly freeze for a moment as you notice that the target has dozens of arrows sticking up from the ground all around it. Not a single one is embedded within the circle. An expert archer such as Sour Sweet firing that much and not hitting her target even once? If this isn’t a bad sign, you have no idea what is.
“Hey, Sour, are you alright?”
“I’m just as peachy keen as always!” Sour Sweet spouts cheerfully.
She takes another shot. Yet again, she misses.
“Okay, um, that’s good to hear,” you say, still not convinced.
“So, what about you? Have you picked one out yet?”
“Uh, what do you mean, Sour? Pick what out?”
“One of my friends. Which one are you going to start dating?”
Your mouth drops. “Sour Sweet, what are you talking about?!”
“They’re all fine choices. Sunny Flare’s so fashionable and elegant she would make you great arm candy everywhere you go. Indigo Zap has that toned athletic body of hers that I’m sure you wouldn’t mind rubbing your hands all over. Lemon Zest is such a party animal who you wouldn’t ever have a dull moment with. And, Sugarcoat. Oh, Sugarcoat! You know, she always makes it seem as if she’s all about brains and coldness, but I bet you anything she has a DIRTY FREAK buried somewhere deep inside that she can’t wait to unleash upon you!”
“Sour Sweet, I don’t want to date one of your friends.”
She rolls her eyes. “So, going the HAREM route, I see?”
“NO! I don’t want to date ANY of them, Sour Sweet!”
“WELL, THEY CERTAINLY WANT TO TAKE YOU AWAY FROM ME!!!”
She furiously takes a shot. Yet another arrow stabs the ground. You suddenly realize how much this is a reflection of her situation right now. Her mind is definitely not on target.
You gently put your hand on her shoulder. “Sour Sweet, look at me. No, they don’t. Your head is making things up. Remember how much they care about you.”
Sour Sweet stares at you until reality finally sets back in for her.
Her head lowers. “You should date my friends. None of them need lithium pills for mood swings and delusions.”
“Sour Sweet, I love you and I’ve told you a million times the reasons why I do. Don’t you believe them?”
“Yes, I believe them,” she sighs. “I guess that I just don’t understand them.”
“You don’t have to understand them, just please accept the fact that I love you.”
“But… Gilda –”
“You shouldn’t take anything Gilda said seriously! She was drunk and even if she wasn’t it still would have been stupid!”
Sour Sweet stares at the ground. “So I’m not going to die alone in a mental hospital?”
“Of course not.”
“And you won’t leave me because I haven’t been fooling around with you?”
“I won’t leave you for any reason.”
There is a long silence before Sour Sweet finally looks back up at you. “But you would want to have sex with me, right?”
You blush. “Well, uh…” you manage before giving an awkward, but honest nod.
Sour Sweet scowls and crosses her arms. “Well, you ARE just a dumb, hormonal BOY after all…” A blush then permeates her face as she adds with a soft, “… but maybe I could be a little more considerate of your needs, though.”
You give her a serious and earnest look. “Sour Sweet, I don’t want to force you into any –”
You suddenly pause as you see her arms uncross and her shaking hands lower. Her fingers reach the hem of the plaid skirt of her uniform and pinch it. You stare captivated as she slowly and nervously lifts the cloth up to reveal her pure white panties to you.
After a moment of shock and arousal, you glace back up to Sour Sweet’s face. It’s a hotbed of that heart-melting Sour Sweet bashfulness you've come to adore. She then grows a smile, clearly proud of herself for overcoming enough anxiety to accomplish this one, simple gesture for you. You smile back. You are proud of her, too.
She forces her skirt back down.
“That’s all you’re going to get…” she declares before softly adding, “… for now.”
You pull her into a loving hug. “That was good enough for me, Sour Sweet. Thank you.”
“I guess I should apologize to everyone for being such a downer.”
“Sour Sweet, you have absolutely nothing to apologize for.”
You two break the hug and stare deeply into each other’s eyes.
Suddenly, Sour Sweet gives you a naughty smirk. “You know, it’s only fair that you show me your underpants now. Come on and show mama the GOODS!”
THE END
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I love your Sour Sweet stories! Keep it up and good work! :3
Admit it: you set up the entire toga party theme just so Gilda could call herself dumb, didn't you?
Also, Jeebus, I hope our hero here has a bed with a sturdy frame... something tells me he's going to need it,
Whoa, thats my picture you used as a cover there! Thanks for the interest!
Lovely fic as well! Been following the saga so far, and never expected you would be using the pic.
If anything, I like how the pair been saving themselves for later, but sadly, I guess that time is surely gonna end by the next installment...
6806439 It's incredible art which speaks volumes about Sour Sweet and you should be proud of it! I was afraid that I wasn't going to have a fitting cover until I saw it.
If you like chaste romances, then don't worry about this whole "You and Sour Sweet" series thing I got going on here. I feel that my strengths lie with humorous drama/fluff and not clopfics. After reading some articles about schizophrenia, I just felt here that I should at least touch upon some realistic relationship problems that someone with Sour Sweet's mental state could face.
6806097 Maybe, or it could possibly be that I have a toga fetish which ended up working out perfectly for the story's context by happy accident
6805544 Thank you!
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Thats very nice thing to hear! Will definitely stay tuned for the other stories from you! haha
This was really good! The best of the three so far, in my opinion.
AND OH MY GOD GILDA! I WANT TO JUMP INTO THE STORY AND FREAKING MURDER YOU FOR SAYING THOSE AWFUL THINGS RIGHT TO SOUR SWEET'S FACE!!! EVEN IF YOU WERE, WELL, REALLY DRUNK!
And omg, poor Sour Sweet! I was almost crying with her! The things Gilda said were so heartbreaking and I would be crying if someone said that to me
But yeah, really nice job! I've been following this from the beginning and I hope to see more!
Sequel? Now? Please?!
It's funny -- I'm sure the authors did not intend her as a schizo, and they would be surprised if they were told that she comes across as such. Just like Derpy, she is another great example of a character developing its own personality with the fans' participation.
Also, I usually don't like the stories where I'm a character, but you did this one well. Catch a like.
6807905 At first, I didn't see Sour Sweet's behavior as a mental condition as some fans were saying it was, either. I thought it was just a quirk or an act on her part. However, the more I looked up schizophrenic symptoms, the more I now can't un-see it. I mean, the mood swings are an obvious point but her moment with Sci-Twi where she spouts, "You are such a sweetie! I am watching you!" kind of resembles to me a paranoid delusion of persecution such as I highlighted here, as if Sour Sweet's mind made her suspicious of her for no apparent reason.
OK, we need a sequel where they finally do it...in so many crazy ways until she's satisfied.
And I can see Indigo talk to Dash about what Gilda did.
Indigo Zap: Hey Dash, did you hear what Gilda did at the party?
Rainbow Dash : No, what?
::explains details::
RD: That is so not cool. I'm hunting her down and teaching her a lesson.
Indigo: Shall I bring my hunting rifle?
RD: As long as Applejack will let me borrow her shotgun.
Indigo: Applejack has a shotgun? Then bring her along.
RD: No problem. Just bring Sour Sweet as well. I'm sure she'll want to improve her target practice...on Gilda.
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As much as I want to do that, I'm afraid that it would take a far more talented writer than me to compose the magnificent clopfic of epic proportions demanded to fully realize the animalistic quest for carnal satisfaction Sour Sweet would have...
I have to say each of these stories has been fantastic, really cute, and has made me fall in love with Sour Sweet out of all the other girls. Seriously dude please never stop writing these.
These stories are good ever think of doing a longer one ?
6808689 I don't like the fact that my stories come off so short either, but I just don't have enough brain juice for anything longer than about 2000 words.
6808498 That sounds like Sugarcoat talking. But I can understand if you haven't done anything like that.
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Huh, didn't even mean to do that
I'll eventually try a clopfic out, maybe with different characters first to see if I can write one decently. It's not like I haven't put some thought into what my interpretation of Sour Sweet would do in bed
"Oh how cute! Red polka-dots? Seriously?!?"
Keep making more of these, they're surprisingly good.
It. Is. ON!!!
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Speaking as someone who is actually suffering from Schizophrenia, this is very true to our everyday lives. Fortunately, she has yet to show any of the more extreme of our symptoms, such as hallucinations, both visual and audial. It is quite true that many of us never get into relationships, either from anxiety issues, or people being unable to handle our sometimes severe mood swings. This story actually gave me a bit of hope that I will find someone who will see the person beyond the mental issues.
This needs a sequel, and please, do try for a sex scene. You have managed to do so well in their relationship so far, I am looking forward to seeing what else you can do. I hope to see more.
6808273 I have a Covenant Energy Sword and a Katana at the ready!!!
6809778 please lord no
I'm enjoying these far more than I thought I would. Very fun to read. Can't wait for the next part of this little anthology.
I also noticed that her being "a normal human being" isn't a miracle anymore. I guess the extra support is helping to curb her extremes somewhat.
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All you need is love
Really enjoying these! Keep 'em coming!
Strong feels in this chapter
But you still had me laugh at
“Sour Sweet, I don’t want to date one of your friends.”
She rolls her eyes.
“So, going the HAREM route,
i see?”
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I read this a while ago but I'm reading this again. This story deserves more attention that it is getting.
6856660 Thank you for saying that. I'm quite proud of it.
I usually stay the hell away from second person fics given their least than great reputación but I have to say yours is probably the best I've seen in how you handle the characters,really good all of them
pretty good but I should point out gryphons are in the majority of the myths there from, good mythical creatures, generally considered noble guardians or the kings of creatures (indicating myths not beasts like a lion) if anything gildas actions are very un gryphonish.
This reminded me of that one time my ex girlfriend flashed me in highschool
I would have had to hit something very hard after what gilda said I can't stand people like that
Great story with a sweet ending 
I love the end.
And Gilda don't you dare insult my favorite Shadowbolt!
DON'T YOU DARE!
My money was on an arrow shot to the knee but she actually loves us/him. Sweet Celestia I'm loving this.
that was just great, haha, man, except for that last part, that was a little awkward.
great piece, my friend!
6856724 oh man, this one's hillarious and kinda creepy at the same time
She's givin' me a sneak peak, eh?
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And she wants me to give a sneak peak too...
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Wait! She Wants A Sneak Peak Too!? F*ckin' B055!
Also: I'd totally kick Gilda's ass over what she just said. I'm a guy who's willing to defend my gal's name, and what Gilda's saying is enough to harm it to my mind. I'd make her feel physical pain for every millisecond she made Sour Sweet go off. And if it's lots of times, then The Pain-Train has no brakes.
excellent balance of emotions here, brilliant work.
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First off, there would be no team-up. Second off, I'd make movie and video game references like this...
"Oi! Gilda!"
Gilda: "What!!"
"Would you kindly take back everything that you just told my gal?"
Gilda: "F*ck off!"
"Well! That was rude. Time to teach someone some manners!"
7054185 Need I remind you that Gilda is in fact HUMAN in this story and by that logic, every unicorn should be a pure beacon of positivity in Equestria, yet there are even some who are complete assholes.
Umm.... funny?
I love seeing deep into her character like this. It's why she's my favorite because of all of the character depth we never get to see in the show.
Also, I wouldn't mind getting a sneak peek from Sour like that.
That is an awesome line.
Give the girl a griffin target 🎯🎯🎯 or a picture of Gilda, or Abacus Chinch.