Octavia groaned as the sun hit her face, the searing blaze of Celestia's orb searing past her eyelids to burn into her brain. The hoofsteps of the ponies moving about in the outside world sounded to her like a gong being expertly struck just behind her eyes. Occasionally buzzing next to her, her partner's wings grated on every single nerve in her body. This was a hangover for the record books. Pulling the blanket over her head to block out the foul day star, another moan escaped her lips. Her entire body ached, and her muscles only sluggishly responded to her commands. She felt drained, in more ways that one. Casting her mind back to the night before, all she could remember was taking those first steps up the stairs. The rest was simply nothingness.
Vinyl struggled with consciousness, deciding it would be better to get up now and get the hangover over with before she wasted the entire day in bed. Grumbling, she sat up and blinked, looking around. She had apparently, at some point after taking a second shot of Berry's punch and following her marefriend upstairs, put on a rather lacy quartet of socks. She recognized them from her secret case and wondered what the hay had happened. Next to her, Octavia likewise rose from her slumber, whimpering at the sun. The DJ blinked and had to concentrate hard to revert back to her unicorn form, receiving a fresh burst of migraine for her efforts. Putting on her sunglasses, thankful for the light they blocked, she looked back at her bed mate.
The cellist looked down at herself, wondering why her skin felt so tight. From neck to flank and down to her hooves, she was covered in a form-fitting latex outfit with openings in certain strategic places. She blinked a few times and looked over at Vinyl, "Did you help me get this on?"
"Sweetie, I don't even know how I got these on," the unicorn said, levitating a sock off of a hoof.
"So you don't remember anything about last night either..."
Groaning and rolling herself out of bed, Vinyl sighed, "Considering how I feel, though, I'd have to say you were... vigorous at least," she said with a wince and a wobble in her walk, "Not that I'm complaining."
"That would explain why my everything hurts..." the earth pony sighed, beginning the arduous process of extricating herself from her favorite latex bodysuit. By the time Vinyl had prayed to the porcelain throne, cleaned herself up, and felt slightly more like a pony, Octavia had managed to get herself out of her suit and onto her hooves. She took her turn in the bathroom while Vinyl returned to bed. A thought occurred to her as she lay there, still feeling full despite rejecting everything she had eaten the previous day. Blaming her full stomach on love was fine enough, but there was another full sensation that was unfamiliar.
"Uh-oh..."
"What?"
"You didn't happen to find any uh, evidence in the bathroom did you? Maybe a little foil packet or some herb bits?"
"N-no, I didn't..."
"I was never good at spells when I was drunk either..."
"We didn't..."
Vinyl nodded slowly, staring up at the ceiling while Octavia joined her on the bed, resting her head on the other mare's shoulder, "I think we did... I know we had sex, but... I think we forgot protection."
"Well, you aren't in estrus, so you should be fine, right?"
"I probably can't get pregnant anyway."
A nuzzle reassured her slightly, "Well, we'll just be careful from now on anyway."
The DJ nuzzled back and gave her marefriend a kiss, "Yeah."
The two lay, cuddled against each other, for a time before falling back into the land of sleep, intent on ridding themselves of the hangover. Such a thing was not meant to be as the doorbell rang not even an hour later. Octavia sighed and stood, beginning the long trudge down the stairs. She cast her eyes about and took in the surprisingly immaculate condition of her living room and kitchen. Opening the door, the light outside filtered in and she grumbled unhappily at whichever pony had dragged her out of bed.
"Morning, Octavia!" smiled Pinkie Pie. The cellist winced, somehow, that smile physically hurt, "I just wanted to let you know I cleaned up after the party and give you guys some bagels for breakfast!"
"You couldn't have just left a note?"
"Of course not, silly. That would be rude!"
Octavia sighed, "Well, thank you, Pinkie, but if you don't mind, I'm going to return to nursing my hangover in bed with my marefriend. I'm sure we'll enjoy the bagels when the thought of food doesn't make us want to run for the bathroom."
"Okay! Have a great day!"
The cellist closed the door, sliding to the floor and clutching her head. That pink menace's cheer was like an ice pick to her brain. Finally regaining the courage to attempt walking again, she returned upstairs and entered her bathroom. Afterwards, she felt slightly less like something that had been rotting in the sun and slightly more like a normal pony. Returning to bed, she lay her head on Vinyl's chest and listened to the other mare's heartbeat as the unicorn slept. The steady rhythm gradually lulled her back into blissful slumber, taking her away from the aches and discomfort of her wretched body.
The doorbell rang again a few hours later, but went ignored by the sleeping mares. They slept until well after dusk before finally rising at the bidding of their stomachs. Partaking of the bagels Pinkie had left, they ate quietly, leaning against each other with happy smiles. Their bodies still ached and their heads still hurt, but today had been a surprisingly good day.
I seriously need to stop staying up all hours of the night on this site reading stories. Regardless of that however I am glad I was able to read the new chapter. Looking forward to more.
Sincerely;
The Fictional Critic.
1078185
No your not cause you don't exist.
Anywho.
I can't wait for more. Keep them coming.
Latex and Lacy Socks...
I see what you did there...
^^
Wow, just... Wow. I'm really surprised at how this story likes to twist you around. LOL!
1078310
I think I sense a running gag forming here. Oh well, I will continue to comment and review regardless of whether or not I exist.
Sincerely;
The Fictional Critic.
It is a cute little chapter with brief but decent scenework. Indeed, what a surprisingly good day.
1079610
I just can't resist mate
If your username was different than I would not have given it a second look, but from now on I will try to refrain from using that joke too much and only use it when appropriate.
1080585
Thank you.
1080585
You can use it as much as you want to I really do not mind. I had the same thought when I was making it. So really I am unable to say anything about how you can not use the joke when I was half joking while making it.
Sincerely;
The Fictional Critic.
1080606
Wait of you were half joking and I was half joking and the Capitol of Texas is Austin, than that means we made a whole joke! Huzzah
1080590
Are you face hoofing because you realized their name is fictional critic? Or because this could possibly turn into an on going joke through out all of your stories and you wish to join in on the fun? If you join than the fun will be doubled .
1080838
If you do not mind my asking. Is the capitol of Texas relevant? Just curious is all. Additionally, I may be wrong here, but I think it is more like one and a half jokes since I was using the name both as a joke and as a description of what I critique, while you were going off of it to make a full joke saying I do not exist. Not to be overly critical about it, I was just unsure how that worked.
Sincerely;
The Fictional Critic.
I was facehoofing because I want you both to knock it off. It was amusing the first time, now, not so much.
1080913
Aww you killed my happy
Besides I am really only doing this to keep myself occupied until you release the next awesome chapter. Please .
1080905
"overly critical", Fictional critic
I see what you did there
1081132
Again only half joking in all seriousness. So, to reiterate my question, is Austin relevant in some way that I am unaware of.
Sincerely;
The Fictional Critic.
1081189
No it isn't, it's a reference to an obscure skit I saw years ago (don't ask me what its from, I can't remember). The scene played out with one person trying to piece everything together. They start rambling off all the facts they have and before they finished they throw in a random fact like " and Slovakia is somewhere in this area" while pointing at a map, than concludes their deduction. Huh.... I sortof rambled on there didn't I? Yeah it sortof got away from me at the end. Anyway to conclude, no Austin Texas has nothing to do with this, it was just a random shenanigan.
P.S: Half joking in All seriousness? Pick one damn you!
1081235
I was asking in a serious manner but had to admit that it was convenient that I could use that statement there. Regardless of that however, I had been wondering if Austin was relevant because for a second I thought you might be from Texas, or had looked at my page.
Sincerely;
The Fictional Critic.
1081270
Pretty much all of my relatives live and grew up in Texas, but I grew up in Hawaii. But I know how a Texas accent sounds and so it kinda pulls me out of some stories when they don't write Applejacks accent well. have an AJ.
1081394
Ah I see, it is not as big a deal for me. I still read it with her personality so her accent always comes through no matter what when I read it. Being from Texas I actually do not have the thick accent portrayed. Although a few of my cousins do, though of course they actually grew up on farms while I grew up in a city full of engineers.
Sincerely;
The Fictional Critic.
1081432
Did you have to worry about someone sapin' yer sentries?
Sorry I couldn't resist mate
As much as I enjoy banter, could you kindly take it off my comments page? it's filling up my notifications bar...
1081530
Sorry about that.
Sincerely;
The Fictional Critic.
It's from family guy. At least what I remember. But honestly that kind of joke is old hat. "If your right, and Tim's right, and Equatorial Guinea is somewhere in this general area [points to map of Africa], then..."
1078185
Personally i don't mind it that much, i only do that ocasionally in the weekends now but before i did it every weekend.
Hell its even how i got this name.
1084414
Since joining the site I have literally not once gotten to sleep before 3 in the morning. Even now as I type this I have not slept and part of me has no intention of sleeping. My only hope is that I calm down before school starts back up.
Sincerely;
The Fictional Critic.
1084606
Aye this stuff can be pulled of during the holiday or perhaps also during weekends BUT absolutely NOT during school.
Good education is holy for me.
1096917
Close. He is immortal. but not from Immortal.
Hmm, are we gonna get another pregnancy ScratchTavia fic eventually? All the more to ponder!
Also, I was wondering when the latex and lace would come into play .