Day 0
Almost time. The seconds separating him from freedom were ticking away as he moved from one end of the enclosed room to the other. Sharp objects were replaced in their holsters, heavy bludgeons put in their rightful positions. Finally, he donned his protective garments and waited for the signal, his body taut. The numbers clicked away in crimson light, and suddenly...
"YES!" He trusted his fist in the air in sign of victory and swiped the magnetic card.
"Wow, Tony. I don't think I've ever seen anyone that happy of going on vacation." His colleague Terry commented witnessing his burst of enthusiasm. He grinned sheepishly, embarrassed. "What? That tired of wearing a tie?"
"Well, it's not that... Only. The vacation, not the tie." He confessed, and then rubbed his hands together. "Let's just say that today, other than the start of two weeks of paid vacation, it's also the day something happens."
"Something?"
"Something." Tony confirmed with a nod, adjusting the strap of his bag over his right shoulder. "See you in two weeks!"
"O-Kay. Have a nice vacation!" The brown-haired man smirked in reply and headed for the exit, a skip in his step.
-MyLittlePony-
Never had one been driving so recklessly in that road before. There had been speedsters, but Tony had actually broke into a drift on the last turn before the road of his home and only slowed down when it was time to park his car. As he got out, he immediately sought out his neighbor. "Hey, Wally! How's the family?!"
"Tony, welcome back! The missus is fine, so is the cooking! A few more years, they will have to custom make my coffin!" The man in his fifties laughed, a few droplets of water from his hose splashing his grown belly.
"Can see that. Hey, did a courier come while I was away, by any chance?"
"Nope. Would have noticed... Or maybe not! The missus felt frisky, this morning!" Tony did not share a hearty laugh with the pudgy man, since imagining Wally having sex with his strangely hot wife sent his mind in the deepest, coldest recesses of hell. Yes, because, going by Dante, the lowest level of hell is actually an icy lake, reserved for traitors.
"That was... Way too much information, Wally." He suppressed a shudder and forced a small smile. "Thanks anyway."
"Ye're welcome! Hey, want to join me and Carol for a drink in the garden?" He sighed. Good old Wally. Best neighbor one could have, barring the mental images. And his wife Carol was one hell of a cook.
"Is there gonna be pie?" Wally answered with a thumbs up. Fatty on MILF images forgotten, Tony grinned. "Give me an hour to get freshened up and a change of clothes."
"Sweet!" With one last wave, Tony moved from the driveway to his front door, and then into his home.
"Honey, I'm home!" He shouted out loud, the words echoing in the room, receiving no answer. There was no one to reply, after all. 'Have to practice, though.' He chuckled with a grin, removing his shoes as he made his way to the bathroom, and thus a steamy shower.
Dinner and the ring had cost him a whole paycheck, but had it been worth it. Also, long overdue. Six years together. He sighed, reminiscing miscellaneous events as he took his shower and rinsed his hair. As he removed his bathrobe, the phone started ringing. He looked at the call ID and smiled. "I have to warn you, miss. I'm engaged."
"Oh, my. Does that mean my cunning plan to meet for dinner is suddenly ruined?" He rolled his eyes.
"Cass, already told you it's a no-no for today." He answered, brushing off the last leftover water from his body.
"Come oooon... Is it because of that package you're expecting?" He could hear her sigh over the line, but there was no helping it. He always was in no shape to meet anyone whenever he received one of those packages.
"My mind would be elsewhere. Wouldn't be fair to you." Whenever he ordered something particular, he would be calm and relaxed until the day of the delivery. And then he would be able to think of nothing but for at least 24 hours. "I'll make it up to you, promise. As always."
"Okaaaay... Can you at least tell me what it is?"
"I'll show you next time you come by. Which may or may not be next friday, when we're supposed to depart for my parents' home so I can introduce my beautiful fiancee to them?" He grinned and he could imagine her face reddening up. One of the many reasons he was head over heels for her. How many people still honest to god blush, nowadays?
"Okay, smooth operator. I guess I'll leave you to your hobbies. Love you." He sighed blissfully.
"Love you too." That was another thing he loved her for. Well, it was the basics for a good relationship: do not keep anything from each other, always be truthful. He never hid anything in his home that showed any connection to his hobbies. Not that he paraded them around, but he never hesitated to answer truthfully to any questions pertaining them.
It had been hell for a while, until he met Cassandra. Other than a round of laughter, she didn't react in any other way. She just went with it. It had been the best feeling ever. Especially after some previous incidents. One girl had gone as far as running back to the door and out of the house. Another had called the police on him. He frowned.
"Still wonder which asshole and/or idiot first spread the rumor that bronies are a community of child molesters, of all things." His anger disappeared as he laid eyes on his collection.
It wasn't a big one, he had no use for figurines, but what he liked? Plushies. Soft, comfy, accurate plushies. Sure, maybe he shouldn't keep them on his bed in plain sight, but that's where they belonged. After watching the show, he got the sudden, unrelenting urge to hug a pony to death... Well, to love and tolerance, and to blissful sleep. Since he couldn't get one, he settled for the next best thing. And today, he mused as he petted his Sweetie Belle plushie, he was going to receive the bestest of next best things.
A live-size Rainbow Dash plushie!
-MyLittlePony-
"Alright. Last package of the day..." The middle aged man scratched his head as he observed the large package in his van, which had way too many warnings about keeping the thing horizontal and not shake it. He had learned long ago to listen to the damn writings, lest you broke something fragile and got in big trouble for it. The package was weird, though. Not because of its size, or the warnings or its weight. No, for one simple, evident reason.
The package had holes. Hand made. Like something in it needed air. But they didn't ship live animals, nor did they ship perishables... Well, he'd never transported perishables. He shrugged his shoulders. As he said, last delivery. A little more, and it would be out of old Mike's hands.
As he slammed the door of the van shut again, he missed the choked whimpers which echoed from the package.
-MyLittlePony-
"More lemonade, Tony?"
"Thanks, Carol. You're the best." The young man replied, enjoying the fresh June afternoon air. Aaaand the accidental peek down the older woman's neckline as she poured him lemonade. 'I may be engaged, but that doesn't mean I’ve suddenly become blind to hot bodies.' And good thing. Becoming blind to Cassandra would be hell on earth.
"So, what do you have planned for these two weeks of vacation?" Wally asked, wiping away crumbles of pie from his lips with a napkin.
"Hmm, nothing specific. Except for this weekend. Going to visit my parents with Cassandra." Tony reclined on the chair as Carol took a seat, and promptly brought the refilled glass of lemonade to his lips. He so had to ask her what she put into it. There was something in it that wasn't lemons, or sugar. "Gotta tell them about the big step."
"How are they, by the way? It's been years since we last saw them." Carol asked, smiling.
"Heh, they're well. Living the life, as they say." The reason why he lived alone in a two stories house was because his parents had, after a stroke of luck on a surgically aimed investment otherwise known as winning the freaking lottery, decided to make their vacation home their only home. He decided to stay behind, against their offerings. He'd declared he'd partake in their newfound fortune only after they croaked. Actual quote. Also, he couldn't just up and leave Cassandra and his job.
"Good for-Oh." Carol stopped talking and smiled, looking behind his shoulders. "Looks like your package has arrived."
He turned around so fast that he actually risked whiplash. He gasped and then grinned as he took in the van parking in front of his home. He got up and smooched Carol on the cheek and patted Wally on the shoulder. "Thanks for the company, guys!" He took a running start and jumped over the fence that separated the couple's garden from the rest of the world. "Hey! I'm home, I'm home!"
"Oh, hello there, boy." Mike had become something of a regular around Tony's home, since he had ordered lots of things on the internet over the last few years. Automatically, he handed over the parcel for the young man to sign. "Big package, this one."
"Too much for you?" He grinned, and the older man, in answer, trust open the van's back-door and reached inside for the package, grabbing it and presenting it to Tony who promptly placed the parcel on top of it and grabbed it with both arms. "Oof! That's a lot of weight for a plushie!"
"One of those stuffed things? Maybe it's padding." He decided to not comment on the holes. "Well, have fun with it. But not too much fun."
"Those stories are all lies! Lies, I tell you!" Mike just grinned and climbed back in his van while Tony awkwardly pushed open the door to his house with his rear, then closed it behind him with a kick. With a grin large as his head, he carefully but quickly stepped upstairs to his room, his loud steps covering other lower, squeaky noises, reactions to the rocking of the package. "Finally!"
Carefully placing the object on his bed, he grinned and took the box-cutter from the nearby desk. "Now, to savor the moment..." He carefully placed the edge of the cutter on the strip of tape and started slicing through the exact midsection, the sharp point slipping slightly through as he applied too much pressure. "Whoops! Calm down, Tony. Calm-" A high pitched yelp came from the box. He stopped cold. "... What..." A thought occurred to him. "They put a rattle or something in it?" He frowned and cut open the rest of the tape. "I'm so going to return it if it's so." He grabbed the flaps and pulled. "I hope I didn't damage it or it will..." He opened it. He stared. "... Be..." Five pairs of eyes stared back. "An... Ass... Le?"
One in anger. One in defiance. One in fear. One in confusion. One in curiosity. And another pair was not staring back at all, eyelids sealed shut as their owner cowered in fear. Cyan. Orange. White. Purple. Pink. Cream.
Cream whined again, minute frame trembling, ears bent back over a soft pink mane. He sucked in breath, sharply.
-MyLittlePony-
"It is ready!" On the other side of the world, an evil mastermind laughed in glee as he showed his faithful minion his latest creation. "This material... It is the ultimate defense! The truly unbreakable glass!"
"Superb, my liege! Nothing in existence can destroy it?"
"Aaaah, but there exists my genius! I purposely gave it a weakness against something so that it would be strong against everything else!"
"Huuuu, I don't think materials work like a person's five senses, my-"
"A sound that no one in the world has ever made and no one will ever utter! Mwahahahahahah-" The glass panel suddenly shattered in a bajillion pieces. The two lab-coat wearing men stared.
"... Should we maybe go back to the planning stage, my liege?"
-MyLittlePony-
"Boy, you sure you're alright?"
"Yes, I swear!" Tony replied, only sticking out his head and keeping his gaze moving around his feet. He had closed the door, but you never knew. "I'm fine, Wally."
"Then what in the blazes was that infernal noise?!" He bit his lower lip. He knew he would ask that. What could he say?
"... It was a squeal." The truth. "I squealed. That was the noise."
"... A squeal?"
"Yes. I opened my package, and what was inside was so... So..." He shuddered, repressing that urge again. "Well, it caused me to squeal out loud. Let's leave it at that."
"Boy, you sure can be weird, sometimes." Wally mused, but smiled right after. "Oh, well. Just try and not scare the missus and me that way anymore, alright?"
"Yes, sir." Making a military salute, he grinned back and slowly closed the door behind him, before leaning against it and slumping to the floor. He covered his face with one hand, suddenly tired. "... Did I just imagine it?" His gaze, peeking through his fingers, went to the staircase, his thoughts to his room. What it currently should contain. "Maybe the stress. Maybe..." He breathed in and out, deeply. "I-I have to go check."
Slowly, he stood back up and started skulking his way back upstairs. The reaction to his earlier loud outburst was still fresh in his mind. He hesitated in front of the closed door. "... Come on, Tony." He swallowed and opened the door with a creepy creak. Immediately, he heard shuffling noises, and whines. One step at a time, he approached the bed, careful to not make any noise nor sudden movements. He peered inside the open carboard box. "... Celestia fuck me with her spinning horn of justice." He whispered out. He had never been one for curses -especially pony curses- but what else was he supposed to say?
The cyan pegasus was taking point, magenta eyes glaring at him from downward, tiny wings stretched outwards as she stood in a -or so she thought- threatening posture.
The orange one, no particular features other than her freckles, was standing in a protective manner in front of three others, shouldered by the bright pink one with an impossibly straight mane who just sat on her haunches, staring at him with an interrogative gaze.
The two unicorns were huddled together, and they covered the cream pegasus who was trembling, curled up in a tiny ball behind them, but his shrill cry from before had upset all of them. Except for the pink one, it seemed. She looked more curious than angry or shaken.
"... Seriously?" Instinctively, he slowly, excruciatingly, stretched an arm toward the box, toward the six petite beings inside of it.
What came out of the little cyan pegasus' throat was a mix between a yowl and a whinny, but he understood that it was meant to be a threatening gesture. He snatched his arm back, and walked backwards till he reached his chair, slumping on it and holding his face. "This is impossible." He muttered, and repeated it to himself many times, his eyes never leaving the box. His sight and brain though were on it too. All that got transmitted, all that came out was: it was Rainbow Dash. It was Applejack. It was Pinkie Pie. It was Twilight Sparkle, Rarity and Fluttershy.
They were real. They were there. They were in a box. They were scared. They were... "... They're foals." He suddenly realized. They were small. Very small. Smaller than even the CMC. Not as small as the Cake twins, but still... Maybe an year old. Barely more. That was way they were so scared, RD so aggressive. They had been stuck in that box for who knew how long, rocked and jutted, and he was big, and had screamed in their faces as soon as he had laid eyes on them. They had no idea where they were, how they arrived there, no idea who he was and what he wanted with them. Probably thirsty, hungry. "But what the hell do one year old foals eat?" He thought about it. He slowly turned to his computer.
-MyLittlePony-
"Wally, I need you to do something for me since I can't leave, right now. And you can't ask any questions. Please do not ask any questions."
"O... Kay." Wally let out, weirded out but still happy to help. "What do you need, boy?"
"I need you to buy some foals creep feed for me." Wally moved the phone in front of his face to stare.
-MyLittlePony-
"There. Thanks, Wally." Tony handed him the money and closed the door before the man could inquire. Yeah, rude. 'I'll give him a call later.' The sun was just beginning to settle. Summer, June, so it had to be around eight. Lunch-time.
He took two big trays from his kitchen, and carried them alongside the large plastic bag. Heavy. He set them both on the ground and opened the door. Of course, the box hadn't moved. Nor had the foals in it disappeared. They seemed to have relaxed somewhat, RD and AJ sitting on their stomachs, but they tensed back up as soon as he came into the room. He put on his best reassuring smile, hoping it actually did come out as reassuring. "Hey, there. Brought you something." He settled the tray down at the feet of the bed, then opened the bag with a rip. He noticed Pinkie and AJ sniff the air as he poured the feed on the tray. 'As expected from the earth ponies of the group.'
In a few careful seconds, Tony poured a proper amount of feed in the tray. He had read that he needed to measure it, but he had no idea how much the little foals weighted. Hell, he had no idea if they had the same appetites as their ponies. He went with instinct. "Okay. Now..." Very carefully, he approached the box, Rainbow Dash watching him warily all the while. When he grabbed onto the edges, she started whinnying terribly, trying to climb to get at his arms, running from one end to the other while the others stood nervously on their feet as the ground under their hooves shifted and moved. He settled them on the ground right in front of the pile of feed and then ripped a big hole in the front of the box before RD could try and attack his hands.
Not that she didn't try. She ended up charging vacant space and being the first in leaving the haven of the box, her front hooves touching the ground as she fell on her stomach. He immediately put himself at a 'safe' distance just as the small pegasus recovered. She noticed the new texture of the floor, and started sniffing at it, prodding with her hooves. After making sure it was safe, she slowly moved completely out of the box, observing her new surroundings, sniffing the air. She seemed to notice the food with the last sniff, but she quickly noticed him again and pointed him. "Alright, alright. Take your time."
He backed out of the room, closing it behind him. He collected the second tray. High enough to not spill water, low enough so that they would not have to climb to drink. When he placed the hand on his room's knob again, he was alerted to the soft sounds of munching. He grinned to himself. 'Three guesses to who.' Right on the money, Pinkie Pie was stuffing her face with feed. Apple Jack was beside her, he returned just in time to witness her taking her first nib, chewing carefully. Twilight had just stepped out of the box, Rarity right behind her. Sadly, the young man observed as he set the tray with water on the floor, Fluttershy had stayed in place, curled up and eyes shut. She still-'Wait a minute. Where's Rainbow-' "YEOWCH!"
The earth ponies raised their heads from the feed and the unicorns scurried back inside the box. Fluttershy... Well, she couldn't possibly curl up any further. He raised his right leg, and there was the culprit. A growlinnying -mix between a growl and a whinny- RD with her teeth firmly latched around his ankle. "... Ooookaay." He brought his hands and after a few seconds of struggle, managed to detach the pegasus foal's muzzle from his leg, and then picked her up by the scruff of her neck like one would a bunny or a cat, the little pegasus whinnying, kicking and twisting all the while, trying to bite at him again but to no avail. As he waited for her to calm down, he marvelled at how light she was. 'I guess pegasi's bones really are hollow, or something. For flight. Well, score one for bronies and their theories.'
The little show had many observers, including a cream pegasus who had gone from cowering to staring in abject horror. Eventually, RD tired or realized that she couldn't do much from her position. She stared at him, still defiant. He stared back with a level stare. Then, her gaze went softer and softer and eventually she whined, ears dropped and whole body relaxed, wings tucked in, those big magenta eyes showing fear. He finally smiled. "Now, don't do that again, okay?" He gently picked her up with both hands and placed her back on the ground, in front of the feed. She stared up at him in confusion. "Go on and eat."
Pinkie had already started eating again. Applejack followed her soon and Rainbow, after finally feeling safe in removing her gaze from him, gave a few tentative nips and then dove in again. Twilight and Rarity followed suit when the pegasus caved in, scurrying out of the box and to the tray. He almost squealed again as he observed the small foals munch away at the food, Rainbow Dash's tail going as far as swishing from side to side as she ate. "And speaking of pegasi..." Alas, Fluttershy still hadn't moved from the box. She had stopped cowering, but she just stared at the other foals, probably because she was afraid of being alone. "... It's either the prophet or the mountain, I guess."
Scooping up some feed from the back with his right hand -yuck- he slowly presented it to the cream pegasus, who just whined and hid her face again. "Come on, don't be... Well, shy." He presented the food again and again, but she just avoided her head and kept her eyes shut. "It's food! It's good! All the cool ponies are doing it!" 'Okay. Where the hell did the last one come from?' But it seemed to do the trick. Fluttershy opened her eyes and stared up at him, still intimidated, then slowly shifted to the food in his hand, staring even more warily. "I swear it's good. The others are eating it." She did nothing. "Not good enough?" She did nothing. He mentally cursed as a thought came to him. 'Oh, this is gonna suck.' He picked up a tiny itty tidbit of feed from his right hand with his left, moving slowly so that Fluttershy would follow its movements. He held it up in front of his face, this time more because he was the one who needed convincing. With a sigh, he opened his mouth and stuck the feed inside. He started chewing.
'Okay, I taste milk, and... I don't know, hay? Well, whatever it is, give me bacon any day. Yuck!' He suppressed the grimace and instead gave his best smile to the small winged foal. "See? Good."
She stared at him, then again at the food. Suddenly, something started happening. She stood. She stretched and sniffed the feed in his hand, then so very slowly opened her muzzle and took a bite. Tony mentally cheered as the pegasus munched and then decided that she wanted more. "Okay. Now..." He slowly pulled back his hand, surprising the foal. He stopped, and after a few seconds, the foal caught up and took another bite. He pulled it back again. Fluttershy finished swallowing and then the hint of a smile appeared on her tiny muzzle. She had gotten it. He repeated the game over and over until he led her out of the box and to the tray. "Symphony." He commented as the six foals ate in a staccato of munching and whinnies. That's when his own stomach rumbled. "Huh. I guess I'd best put something in my stomach as well."
-MyLittlePony-
"Well, that hit the spot." Dinner had been nice, filling. Also, he had brought Tony's head back to earth. "... I have six pony foals in my bedroom." He paused. "And not just any pony foals, they're the pony foals." He paused again. "How in the seven hells is this possible?!" He may startle the foals upstairs, but he didn't dwell on it much. He needed to let it out. Loudly. "I ordered a plushie!" Not the point. "Not the point. How in-I mean..." The box. The box should have the number of the shipping company. Mike was only the local worker, he needed to go higher, his order had been inter-state. He stalked back upstairs, and only calmed down in front of his room's door. Because he heard whines. Whines of pain. He opened the door quickly but carefully. Rarity's big eyes met his with a desperate gaze, biting on her lower lip, flushed and tears building in the corner of her eyes. "R-Rarity? What-" And then realized that all the foals were sporting similar expressions, and they were all making an imperative of pressing their haunches together. "... Oh, god. You all have to go?!"
He picked up the foals with wide arms and made a dash for the bathroom. He kicked the door open and put them down on the floor, and then immediately picked Rarity up and put her on the toilet seat, careful as to not let her fall in. "Wait a minute! Do you even have toilets in-" Rarity's expression changed to one of relief. Tony avoided his gaze. "I guess you do." The unicorn finished and hopped down, Twilight already desperately trying to take her place. "But I also guess that they're lower in height, and smaller." He commented as he helped the purple foal climb. As he also helped Pinkie, then Fluttershy and then Rainbow, he found himself quite impressed with the foals. "One year old and already toilet trained?" He surmised, chuckling. "I guess pony really do are the superior race, t-" Then the smell. So strong and pungent that Rainbow actually slipped and fell to the ground, so upset she was. And the sheer size of it. And Applejack's smile. It wasn't relief, it was... Pride? "You're proud of that?" The earth pony just kept on smiling, sitting proudly on her haunches, while foals all around her tried in vain of closing up their nasal tracts. Poor Rarity ran back to his room in terror. "... I take back what I said about ponies being the superior race, Applejack."
-MyLittlePony-
"Aaaah... Finally!" Tony slumped on his bed face first. It had taken him hours, but the smell was finally gone from the bathroom, and he had managed to avoid Wally or Carol or anyone else while he buried that thing out in the garden. Afterwards, he had just waltzed back in the room, changed into his pjs and thus, this brings us back to the slumping motion. "Gotta put something to help them climb. In the morning." 'Speaking of sleep.'
The miniature ponies were getting ready for bed as well... Some. Rainbow Dash was already in dreamland, sprawled over the cushion in the box, with Applejack next to her, brushing away the pegasus' twitching wing every time it poked her nose. Rarity seemed to be smoothing a spot with her front hooves -he chuckled at that- and Twilight, curled up, let out the cutest yawn Tony had ever heard coming from a living creature. 'But where are Pinkie and F-'
Something hit the side of his bed and then fell to the ground. He blinked. The noise repeated itself, this time accompanied by a playful yowl. He turned to the side just as he felt something nuzzle his hand. He moved himself and there they were, the two missing ponies, Pinkie in mid-nuzzle, Fluttershy standing a little behind. Once she was sure she got his attention, Pinkie bounced twice on her hooves. He smiled. Like Rarity, it seemed like there were echoes of their personalities even at such a young age. "You want up?" In all reply, Pinkie nuzzled Fluttershy forward, the pegasus hesitantly approaching the bed and looking up at him, nervous. He replied by simply picking up the timid pegasus and the eager earth pony second, settling them right on the edge of his bed. Pinkie wouldn't have none of that, though. She rushed to him and settled herself on his stomach, curling up in a ball like a cat. "Woah, there." Landing a bit too harsh on the part for comfort, though.
Sighing, he finally let go and did what his instinct had been telling him since he had first laid eyes on the six foals: he brought a hand to the pink filly's head and started petting her, earning soft squeals in reaction. Fluttershy stood at the edge of the bed for a while before quietly approaching and curling up against his side. After a bit of hesitation, he reserved the same treatment to the small pegasus, who after an initial stiffening, mellowed. The two fillies' bodies quickly started to raise and fall rhythmically. 'Hmm, I guess it's having a calming effect on me as well.' With a loud yawn, Tony began to fall into a peaceful slumber, his last image four huddled ponies in various cutesy sleeping poses and two more sharing in his body heat. 'Tomorrow. Tomorrow, I investigate about this.'
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Hmm pretty good so far, interested to see where this goes!
My take on that last bit?
'Tomorrow. Tomorrow, I figure out this crazy shit.'
Interesting. And I love the picture you chose. It's just adorable on so many levels. Even seen one with Fry from Futurama under it saying "Shut up and take my money anyways."
Favorited.
Because any story with the Mane 6 as foals is worth watching.
Instant thumbs up and fave, looking forward to more of this
870929 That's how I originally discovered it, actually.
Meinos Kaen
Oh no. Brony. Mane 6 arrive in a box. Tell me this isn't going to end up like My Little Dashie. I don't need more manly tears.
AJ proud poop killed me....
871214 Of course not. What kind of author writes a story just because he wants to get to the same finale of another one? ZING!
Meinos Kaen
871227 And half the ecosystem of the garden it was buried in. But that's another story.
Meinos Kaen
Epic story is epic, so tracking this!
Can't wait for next chapter x)
The only complains I had were that some of the sentences were a bit hard to understand until you read the whole part, but other than that, it is great x)
When is this talking place anyways?
871648 What do you mean, when?
Meinos Kaen
871702
Things such as
"Dinner and the ring had cost him a whole paycheck, but had it been worth it. Also, long overdue. Six years together. He sighed, reminiscing miscellaneous events as he took his shower and rinsed his hair. As he removed his bathrobe, the phone started ringing. He looked at the call ID and smiled. "I have to warn you, miss. I'm engaged."
I had no idea what the dinner and ring was supposed to mean, I didn't even know he was engaged at this point, only vague hints.
872356 Aaaaaand that's the point?
Meinos Kaen
872364
Yeah I dunno, it might just be me being retarded, but it just seems off, that he talks about a dinner and a ring that no one knows about. It made me go back in the text to check if I had missed something.
""Honey, I'm home!" He shouted out loud, the words echoing in the room, receiving no answer. There was no one to reply, after all. 'Have to practice, though.'" Made me think he was single at first, and he was just "practicing" for when he wouldn't be single anymore (for some reason, for the lulz and irony i guess).
It generally would've been better if we knew he was engaged, or in some kind of relationship, or at least have some knowledge of when/how he proposed, before that sentence appeared.
But again, that's just my opinion I guess, hope you aren't taking this the wrong way, love the story x)
Ah i forgot about something really important.
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We need a babyfying category
So much D'awwww... And also blarg.
Rainbow Dash so much D'AAAAAWWWWW
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*eyetwitch* Guh, I just came down from a sugar rush caused by the sweetness of this fic.
Holy crap, and I mean that literally in AJ's case
Lol at the mad scientist/evil mastermind bit, guess the squeal of a male fanboy/brony wasn't too wise a choice for a weakness.
And, say, are you the same Meinos Kaen I've seen on ff.net before? No wonder I love this fic, you were always RD-awesome in my book.
884565 Yup, it'sa me! I mostly lurk here and on my blog, now.
Meinos Kaen
I DEMAND MOAR!
...I..If you...umm..don't mind... that...is
I like the story, but I'd highly suggest going back and rereading this. There were a few parts where I had to go back and reread parts because they didn't make sense to me, not to mention there were quite a few grammatical errors. Good story though.
873120 Damn i dunno what i was about to write XD Maybe this
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Yep for sure it was this.