Big Caisson is an earth-pony colt in his senior year of highschool. A BIG colt. His worries about how his class-fillies see him is on his mind as he is helped into his farm-work harness by his younger sister, Cookie. Harnessing is an intimate thing!
Tail bun, huh? Maybe Caisson should help her bun her tail so she can feel like the grown up mare she wanted all day to be. I mean, they're home and with no judgemental classmates to decry Cookie's unfashionable... lateness.
“Just shut it, BC.” Cookie groaned, stepping up to his front and reaching out to set his saddle strap. He could barely hear her as she muttered under her breath, “...dummy.”
"It's not like I like you or anything! B- BAKA!"
and of course, I end up catching a late h-” Cookie suddenly cut herself off, standing rigid before biting her lip
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Tail bun, huh? Maybe Caisson should help her bun her tail so she can feel like the grown up mare she wanted all day to be. I mean, they're home and with no judgemental classmates to decry Cookie's unfashionable... lateness.
"It's not like I like you or anything! B- BAKA!"
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