IX: A Fall Weather Get Together
Chapter 9
A Fall Weather Get Together
Twilight inhaled deeply, fiddling with the number forty-two position tag in her hooves. There were lots of smells she enjoyed: the warm and yeasty headiness of freshly baked bread; the musty, dry crispness of new parchment; the murky, earthy unctuousness of an opened bottle of ink. But nothing quite matched the smell of autumn. The odor of dried sap, sweet and syrupy, mixed with the primal musk of fallow wood and the sharp, stark, coppery note of distant storms that always hung on the wind.
She sat back on the park bench and kicked her hindlegs idly. A few leaves remained resolutely clinging to the trees even after the day’s Running of the Leaves, and Twilight watched them sway in the evening wind. She smiled vacantly, twisting her running number back and forth, creasing and unfolding it randomly. She took another long and deep breath, savoring the cool scents and relishing the subtle bite of dryness on her throat, still slightly raw from the competition.
The sky above her head blossomed into a bouquet of yellows, reds, purples, and oranges as the sun moved across the horizon, painting the clouds into fallen leaves caught in a breeze. Her smile widened, her thoughts a jumbled mess of inarticulate contentment. The physical and mental fatigue from the run left her in a haze, so she sat silently and basked in the splendor.
The sound of slow hoofbeats lifted Twilight from her reverie. Rainbow Dash slowly cantered along the park’s path towards her, the meandering mare’s face lighting up as Twilight came into view. She picked up her pace. “Hey, Twi’. What’re you doin’ out here?”
Twilight smiled fondly, patting the bench beside her in invitation. “Hello, Rainbow. I was just enjoying the scenery.” She inhaled the lovely smell again, savoring the strong electric tang on the back of her tongue. As Rainbow sat down next to her on the bench and let out a long breath, Twilight’s eyes drifted back to the brilliant colors lighting up the sky. “Fall’s my favorite time of year. The clear sky’s never quite so blue other seasons. It never smells so clean.” Her grin widened as she continued to kick her hindlegs and fold her number over and over in her hooves. She turned to her friend.
Rainbow Dash, still dusty and frayed from the scuffle with Applejack hours before and now sporting an added layer of grime and sweat from rerunning the race, pulled off her own number eleven from her flank. She let out a sigh and leaned back into the bench. Twilight’s smile drooped. “You alright, Rainbow?”
Rainbow blinked slowly and shook her head. “Huh? Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.” She rubbed at a kink in her neck. “I just ran the Runnin’ of the Leaves twice and feel like somepony dropped a mountain on me is all.” Her beleaguered smile made Twilight shake her head and smirk.
“I’m sorry you lost today.”
Rainbow shrugged noncommittally, leaning back and closing her eyes. “Me an’ AJ kinda earned it, ya know.” She grimaced and twisted her head to the side, discharging a loud pop. “Oh, Luna, I needed that.” Rainbow paused, her eyes refocusing on her friend. “Hey.” She sat up, catching Twilight’s gaze. “I never said congratulations to ya for gettin’ fifth place.” She frowned at herself and grumbled, “Too busy bein’ a jerk to AJ. And you.”
Twilight waved her off. “It’s fine.”
“No it isn’t.” Her scowl deepened and she leaned in closer. “I was a big ol’ jerk to you about this race, an’ when you placed, when one of my best friends placed in the race, all I could say was, ‘Twilight beat us!’” She sunk back into the bench, her grimace directed inward.
Twilight shook her head again, still smiling. “It is fine, Rainbow. A pair of athletes like you and Applejack would normally be sure to win, were you on top of your game. One of you should’ve won; I shouldn’t have placed at all. I would’ve gotten seventh place in a fair race.”
Rainbow bolted back upright. “Don’t say that!” She gripped the medal around Twilight’s neck, lifting it away enough for Twilight to easily look at it. “You earned this, Twi’. You ran smart and nopony can say you don’t deserve it.” Twilight felt her face grow warm as Rainbow gingerly dropped the medal back to her chest. “So congratulations, Twi’.”
A pleased smile on her muzzle, Twilight’s eyes drifted over her friend’s earnest face, settling on her dusty and disheveled mane. She smirked and clicked her tongue, attempting to straighten the unruly hairs with a hoof. “You are a mess, Rainbow.”
Rolling her eyes but not pulling away, Rainbow let Twilight futilely pat down her bangs. Giving it up as a bad job, Twilight’s hoof lowered and her gaze followed slowly, until her eyes locked with the mare. A hypnotic lull fell over both ponies as they sat side by side, looking into each other. Twilight’s already warm face grew hotter and twin blotches of pink sprung to Rainbow’s cheeks. Hardly daring to breathe, they sat in heavy silence.
A fat drop of rain landed on Rainbow’s snout, drawing a surprised blink. Both mares looked upwards. Inky black clouds blanketed half the sky, rolling swiftly towards the dying rays on the horizon. “Uh oh,” Rainbow muttered.
“I didn’t know it was supposed to rain today.”
Rainbow’s voice took on a hard edge. “It isn’t. This must be out of the Everfree.” Wet slaps sounded out around the pair, growing closer together and more insistent. As the random spats gradually transformed to a sheet of incoming water, they raised their hooves over their heads and looked around wildly for cover.
“The gazebo!” Twilight shouted over the growing din, taking off at a gallop with Rainbow following close behind her. They skidded to a stop in the small gazebo, wiping the running channels of water away from their eyes. They turned and watched the sky.
The raging storm blacked out the remaining light from the sun and cast the park into darkness. Sight hindered, the violence of the weather made itself known through other senses; the thundering downpour on the roof of the gazebo a staccato sheet of sound, the raw humidity plastering their coats to their skin, the metallic taste of charged air coating the back of their throats, but most of all the overwhelming scent of rainstorms invading their shelter. The park stood muted by the raging storm as Twilight and Rainbow Dash watched, feeling rivulets of rain roll off their backs.
Twilight turned to her friend, barely able to see the shine off her eyes in the dark. “…Do you need to go? Is this weather team stuff?”
Rainbow looked back to the clouds, squinting hard. “Nah. Sometimes the Everfree kicks up magical storms, but this is just rain. There isn’t any lightning, either, so there’s no worry about anything getting damaged. I’ll have some paperwork tomorrow to reschedule rains for a week or two to keep from overwatering any crops, but for now I don’t haveta do anything.”
Twilight turned back towards the storm, joining Rainbow in letting the rush of sounds and smells wash over them in wordless silence. The clouds moved briskly overhead in waves, but no end could be seen in the distance. A smile slowly grew across Twilight’s face. She tapped Rainbow on the shoulder. “Want to run for it? Back to the library?”
Rainbow turned and regarded her friend in the darkness. The impish grin on the unicorn’s face was infectious. Rainbow folded her wings carefully to her sides and turned towards the path leading out of the park, bearing down in challenge. Twilight stepped to her side and matched her stance. Rainbow’s grin grew wider. “Ready?”
“One…two…three!”
They flashed out into the downpour, instantly soaked to the bone. Hooves clattered over the cobbled path as muscles flexed and bunched, propelling them side by side through the dark. Water leapt high in splashes with every step, rain streaming across their eyes and snouts. They laughed breathlessly as they galloped, pulling ahead and falling behind each other in their mad sprint. Having trouble seeing ahead through the rain and dark, coupled with the exertion from earlier in the day, kept either from going all-out, transforming a potential race into a giggling rush through unending water.
They burst from the park and charged down the deserted streets of Ponyville, the amber light that spilled out of shops and homes shining off the soaked roads. They stole glances at each other in the flashes of light, glints of reflected gold bouncing off water droplets, eyes, and Twilight’s medal. With the market behind them, they rounded Town Hall neck and neck, the distant silhouette of the oak tree rustling against the darkened sky ahead of them. Sugarcube Corner whipping past in a blur, Twilight’s horn lit up their path and swung the door open ahead of them. They flung themselves into the library at a leap simultaneously, Twilight slamming the door shut in their wake.
They lay in a heap on the hardwood floor of the library’s main room, giggling breathlessly around heaving gulps of air. With a small exertion of will, Twilight sparked the fireplace to life, sending tendrils of warmth and light into the room. She pulled herself up to sitting on her haunches and turned to Rainbow Dash.
Twilight’s breath caught in her throat. The grime from racing and fighting had been washed off her daredevil friend. Streams of water ran over her shining coat, darkened to a deeper blue by the moisture and smeared haphazardly in playful cowlicks. Her mane, dark and dripping, clung to her forehead and neck in a swirl of color.
Rainbow Dash stared back at Twilight. The unicorn’s mane, plastered around her face in a shining sheet of blue dyed almost black, framed her eyes and caught glints of orange from the fire along its smooth and dripping surface. Rain ran around her cheeks to patter from her chin to the floor.
‘Dear Celestia,’ they both thought, ‘She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.’
They turned away simultaneously, pawing at the floor. Rainbow cleared her throat, willing steadiness into her voice. “So, uh…is Spike here?”
“He was with Pinkie at Sugarcube Corner for the after party…he’s probably stuck there for the night in this weather.” A stifling silence fell over the room, the crackling logs in the fireplace providing the only noise. Twilight shakily wiped at her brow before straightening suddenly, the motion flinging droplets behind her. “Towels. I’ll go get us some towels.”
On unsteady and trembling legs, Twilight stood and numbly cantered to the bathroom, pulling several fuzzy towels off a shelf in a glow of magic. She re-entered, pointedly not looking directly at the pegasus, who was busy staring at the floor. She plopped several down in front of Rainbow and floated the remainder around herself, wringing the wet from her coat and mane. She took off her medal and levitated it over to her desk as she finished drying her tail. Satisfied that she was damp but not dripping, she chanced a glance at her friend.
A towel in her teeth, Rainbow awkwardly ran her forelegs over its surface to dry her chest, scowling in frustration. Twilight stifled a giggle. “Here, let me help.”
Not really sure why she wasn’t using magic to do it, Twilight lifted a towel in her hooves and wrapped it around Rainbow’s back, massaging the cloth against her coat and carefully around her wings. Rainbow went completely still, the towel dropping from her slack mouth and eyes locked straight in front of her as Twilight slowly dried her back and sides. She bit her lip and closed her eyes, willing the blush from her face as Twilight reached her tail and worked from her dock to the tips of her long hairs. Twilight dropped the saturated towel and grabbed another to circle Rainbow’s head. She ran her hooves along the towel, through Rainbow’s mane and down her neck with gentle strokes, her stance slowly drifting to directly in front of the stock-still mare as she worked. She sat on her haunches as she finished and pulled the towel back from Rainbow’s face.
She froze in place to match Rainbow as their eyes met, the pegasus’ mane sticking up in wild chunks around her head. Mere inches from each other, matching dark smears of crimson from snout to cheek on both faces, the hypnotic state at the park gripped them both again. Silence reigned in the library as the towel fell away, rolling down Rainbow’s back and crumpling on the floor. Neither could read the other’s expression as they sat, consumed by each other’s gaze. As if magnetized, their muzzles drifted closer, the small gap separating them slowly bleeding away.
With less than an inch of space left, Twilight’s eyes flew wide and she leapt to her hooves. “S-sorry! I’m—” her voice wavered and she swallowed thickly, darting her head wildly around the room like a cornered animal. “I’m…I…” She bolted up the stairs, slamming her bedroom door behind her.
Rainbow’s eyes lingered on the staircase, her jaw slack. It took a few minutes for her brain to catch back up with the present. Feeling dizzy and confused, she climbed to her hooves and headed up the stairs.
Rainbow could hear sniffling through the door as she approached from the darkened staircase, tentatively raising a hoof to knock. She paused, hoof held high, and stared at the swirling wood grain of the door, willing her heart to stop beating so madly and her mystified head to stop spinning. She took a deep breath and knocked.
“G-go away.” The raw throatiness of her voice told Rainbow that Twilight was crying.
“Let me in, Twi’. Tell me what’s wrong.”
“N-no. I-if you don’t go away…I’m…” Twilight trailed off into miserable whimpers.
Rainbow sighed, leaning her forehead against the portal. “Please let me in; whatever’s going on we’ll figure it out,” she pleaded.
“If I see you, I…I’m gonna do something stupid and you’ll hate me.”
Rainbow’s voice, still low and gentle, grew insistent and invited no arguments. “Twilight Sparkle, for as long as I live and breathe there is nothing you could ever do to make me hate you.”
Twilight’s sniffling stilled and Rainbow stepped back from leaning on the door as her steps grew louder. Bright light spilled from the room as Twilight’s reddened eyes peeked around the cracked door. Hesitantly, she stepped back and allowed Rainbow to enter. “Thanks, now tell me what’s…bothering…” Their eyes met again, just across the threshold.
In the brighter light, Rainbow Dash could read her friend’s expression. Below the guilt and quelled tears, she saw Twilight’s fear. She saw her confusion, her worry, her doubts. She saw the warring mix of that fright and some sort of desire; a desire to act, to be impulsive, to charge forward recklessly. Rainbow recognized it readily in herself, preparing for the thrill of a new trick.
Rainbow Dash thought it was breathtaking.
Trapped under Rainbow’s scrutiny, Twilight’s indecision rearrested her mind. Not trusting herself, she held her breath and willed herself still, even as Rainbow stepped closer, reducing their distance all on her own. Inches away, Rainbow lifted a hoof from the floor, timidly reaching up, skittishly lowering back an inch for every two inches raised.
The soft limb settled gently on Twilight’s cheek. Rainbow’s hoof, still vaguely damp and chilled from the rain, cupped her cool and goose-fleshed face. Past the surface layer of cold, heat emanated from the leg, cutting through the frigid dampness and radiating into Twilight to send a shiver up her spine and drive her eyelids shut. She unconsciously leaned into Rainbow’s hoof. Her eyes slowly opened again, swimming back into focus on Rainbow’s face. “Rainbow, I—”
The gap collapsed as Rainbow darted through the remaining space. A battering ram of relief bludgeoned Twilight’s fear and worry to pulp as Rainbow’s cupping hoof guided their muzzles together in a simple touch.
Twilight’s eyes fell shut again as she stood rooted in place, her mind desperately attempting to memorize the sensation of Rainbow’s lips against her own. She stretched the brief seconds of contact out to as close to eternity as she could, unable to think or act, just existing in the few and precious moments. Her eyes reopened in a haze as Rainbow pulled sharply away.
“I-I—I’m sor—I should go.” Rainbow scrambled backwards, her eyes wide and ears flat. She darted towards the door.
“Wait!”
Rainbow skidded to a halt at the call. She scrunched her eyes shut tight and she turned her head from Twilight. “I’m sorry, Twilight, I dunno what I was thinkin’, you’re just so beautiful, an’ you looked so sad, and, Oh Luna, I’m sorry, I—” Rainbow’s throat stopped working as she felt Twilight nuzzle into her neck; a long, lingering glide of coat to coat lazily grazing from her chin, down her jawline, and into her shoulder. Bewildered, she turned to Twilight, nestled into her. “…You?”
Twilight nodded against her and nuzzled in closer. A helpless, relieved giggle shook Twilight’s frame and she forced a deep breath, pulling away with heavy reluctance. “…I came up here because I was afraid I was gonna kiss you.”
Muscles Rainbow didn’t know she had been tensing released, nearly dragging the mare to the floor in a wave of evaporating apprehension. The two giggled in relief at each other, realization slowly spreading over the pair, transforming their moods from a simple absence of fear to giddy happiness. Rainbow Dash sprung forward again, pulling Twilight into a second, longer kiss.
This time, Twilight kissed back.
Rainbow gestured dramatically with a hoof, saying, “And that’s how it happened.” The look she exchanged with Twilight made Scootaloo think there was a bit more that happened afterwards than what they shared, but she opted not to push the point; some things were better left alone.
Scootaloo shook her head slowly. “Wow. That happened over three years ago. You’ve been together for that long?”
They looked at each other blankly. Somewhat mystified herself, Twilight said, “…Yeah, I guess we have.”
“I’ll admit, I was kinda dense for not noticin’ sooner, but you guys are way different now than I remember. I would’ve guessed six months if you’d asked.”
Exchanging another uneasy glance with Twilight, Rainbow scratched at the back of her neck. “…Well, it was like I was sayin’ earlier. We got all worked up over nothin’; if we’d just talked it out, it woulda been a lot less awkward. So we took it slow.” She shrugged.
Twilight nodded. “We started dating after that. We saw lots of movies, went to dinner at least once a week, that sort of stuff.”
“Sounds like you were just hangin’ out.”
They both frowned in thought and nodded. Twilight smiled wanly at Scootaloo. “That’s kinda what it was like. A big part of having a special somepony is they become as close as a best friend. Sometimes it’s romantic, but a lot of the time it’s just spending time having fun together.”
Scootaloo nodded, her mind wandering through dozens of scenarios of herself spending time with Sweetie Belle, at the park, in the movies, on her scooter, all very appealing. “I can see it. You two’ve always been close. But it’s been…different for a while now, hasn’t it?”
Rainbow scratched idly at the back of her neck while Twilight rubbed her chin. Their attentions drifted around the room as they sat, contemplating in silence. Their eyes met and they exchanged bewildered smiles. Twilight shrugged and Rainbow said, “I guess so.”
“What changed?”
After another long pause, Rainbow mumbled, “We did, I guess. Three years of takin’ it slow caught up with us.” She extended a hoof towards Twilight, who took it in her own. She grinned affectionately at her marefriend. “For such an awkward start, things turned out pretty awesome.” Twilight nodded.
Scootaloo smirked, her voice taking on a challenging tone. “That’s the other thing; whaddya mean awkward? That story was, like, totally adorable.”
Rainbow Dash snorted, shaking her head. “Scoots, we spent about a month each worryin’ and makin’ ourselves sick, then had the most awkward night ever. It ended okay, but it woulda been way easier for everypony if I just asked Twi’ out, or she asked me out.”
Stars shining in her eyes and a dopey grin on her face, Scootaloo marveled, “But then you wouldn’t have had that romantic kiss!”
Snickering, Rainbow shook her head. She absentmindedly squeezed Twilight’s hoof. “That kiss was so not romantic. Nothin’ that ends with somepony almost jumping out a window in a panic is romantic.” She turned to the unicorn, her smirk softening and her eyes shining. “’Sides. It’s not the first kiss that’s important, or hearin’ somepony say ‘yes’ to a date. It’s all the time afterwards. It’s growing closer to somepony else with each passing day until you can’t imagine a life without them there. It’s spending hours talking to them until you pass out, waking up the next day and doing it all over again and still not thinkin’ it’s enough.”
Rainbow’s smile gradually faded to a neutral line, her gaze emphatic and yearning in its connection to Twilight. The library fell silent around them as Rainbow breathed steadily. “…That’s what’s important.” A wry smirk spread across her muzzle and she shook her head. “You turned me into such a sap, Twi’.”
“Me?” she giggled, “I used to be so practical and wrapped up in research. You’re the emotional one.”
Scootaloo grinned at the pair as they chuckled, pushing each other with teasing shoves. While still ambivalent and questioning herself on her feelings for Sweetie Belle, watching and listening to the two adults that had involved themselves in her life be so together brought the filly several steps closer to ready.
“Thanks,” she said quietly, “Both of you. I’m…” she frowned, sorting through her emotions. “Well, still confused, but I’m not scared anymore.”
Twilight breathed a sigh of relief, leaning into Rainbow’s shoulder. “Great. I’m glad, Scootaloo. Any time you need to talk, we’re here. Alright?” Scootaloo nodded as Rainbow’s wing unfurled and hugged Twilight closer. Their attentions shifted back to each other, their affection stoked bright and fierce from the long conversation. Twilight leaned forward and their lips met in a quick but emotionally charged kiss.
When they looked back up, they were greeted by the sight of Mrs. Taker, standing wide eyed in the open doorway.
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Ooh dear. I sense someone will be causing trouble soon.
god damn cliff hangers! why must you be so cruel to your loyal readers?! WHY?!
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Spoiler for next chapter:
Scootaloo: But I'm just a poor mare and nobody loves me
Twi & Dash: she's just a poor mare from a poor family; Spare her her life from this monstrosity
Scootaloo: Easy come easy go - will you let me go
Taker: Bismillah! No - we will not let you go
Twi & Dash: let her go
Taker: Bismillah! No - we will not let you go
Twi & Dash: let her go
Taker: Bismillah! No - we will not let you go
Twi & Dash: let her go
Takers: Will not let you go
Scootaloo: let me go
Takers: Never let you go
Scootaloo: let me go; Never let me go - ooo
All: No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Scootaloo: Oh mama mia, mama mia,
All: mama mia let me go
Scootaloo: Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
All: for me; for me
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*shoots Ms. Taker in the head.* problem solved.
Aww damn, that is not going to end well for Scoots anyway.
I am going to assume Mrs. Taker is not for that type of relationship.
And, it does indeed seem Mrs. Taker might have a problem with homosexuality. If this is the case, and Mrs. Taker wasn't just surprised because she didn't think the two ponies tutoring Scootaloo were an item, Twilight and Dash need to work to get Scootaloo out of there ASAP. They've already got a small list of things that Scootaloo is still lacking in that house, and as much as Twilight tends to not want to fall back on the Princess's help for things, getting a filly out of a potentially disastrous situation is definitely a time to take advantage of her situation.
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I'm going to agree with your assumption.
And then I'm going to imagine having a very stern-ahem- conversation with Mrs. Taker.
DAMN YOU CLIFFHANGER MAN!
"They don't think the same way we do! Burn them!"
This is where I see that going...
Next chapter's gonna go something like this I bet.
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The whole explanation to twilight and rainbow finally coming together ticked all my boxes for a emotional and enjoyable romance scene, But I kind of expected a more realistic approach from you bats,
Or do those HERETICAL teenage romance books get it right?
Awwwww, lookit the poor little (predictionating here) bigoted foster parent about to have her world thrown into a tizzy. It's gonna be cute how indignant she gets.
2713621 Cliches got that way because they were at one point original ideas. They're overused because they work. The only time a cliche is a TRULY bad thing is when it's poorly executed.
bats can write.
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Get togethers can't always be mundane. Sometimes folks do silly things out of fear. Plus, with all that hinting that things were awkward, did'ja really think Dash would've been like, "Hey Twi', you're smokin'; let's grab a coffee sometime."?
Sometimes the silly romance novels get it right.
And the ball hath dropped. God help us
2713783 Sometimes
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You have some great stories here bats, but I admit I am a bitw worried here. I pray you won't go for the obvious route.
And then Mrs. Taker was all like "I love lesbians!" and she helped Scootaloo get with Sweetie Belle and became the best foster parent ever!
Right?
...right?
I feel like I should post a comment but I can't think of anything to say.
Arg, I don't want to jinx it, but I just can't wait for the Scootadopt portion of this story.
It's gonna happen, people!!!
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You win. Everything. Ever.
Not gonna lie, I squealed like a schoolfilly when I saw this update.
MADE MY WEEK!
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Finally. Someone who appreciates the finer things in life.
Like Queen
....butts
This won't end well....
master chaos emerald:..that story/flashback was beautiful.ans now we have to deal with Mrs. Taker.well shit.
What I find most striking about this chapter, is taking a traditionally AppleDash episode and turning the situation around to TwiDash instead.
Brilliant.
Also, dat cliffhanger.
At least Monday is only five days away.
By the way: It's Twi, not Twi' (no extra apostrophe). It's for the same reason that you write it Alex, not Alex'.
Anyway, nice cliffhanger there! Really looking forward to the next chapter.
DOOOOOMED
Oh lawdy. Also, as far as cliffhangers go, this one wasn't so bad. I've been sitting at my screen wanting to shout but can't because my family was sleeping before. Earth & Sky had a tendency to make me want more so bad I was actually angry.
...And it occurs to me that this might imply I'm not invested. Far from it.
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I'm sure the blow is lessened by knowing exactly when to expect the next update.
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Fair enough. Part of why the cliffhangers in E&S were bad was while it updated frequently, it was always on seemingly-arbitrary days during the wee hours of the morning. You shoulda' seen the complaints from the people that AREN'T normally awake around that time.
Oh you bastard.
You brilliant bastard.
Oh Buck.
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THAT WAS PERFECT
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This funny thing happened for a while with me and Earth & Sky.
I'd read a chapter, beg ffgod!Hutch for more, and then sorta forget about it...
...to the point that when the next update rolled around, I wouldn't care or read it for DAYS.
It was weird. Eventually I managed to remember that it was friggin' fantastic across updates and would insta-read, though.
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I don't know, but I was wondering, if you have ever considered being in a STAR HEART HORSESHOE relationship?
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Niiice.
I kinda saw this coming. It's like a train wreck, I just can't look away.
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Indeed. Earth & Sky is far and away my favorite fic.
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No this is Twilight we're talking about here. She will do this
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Then Celestia and Luna are like "We support the gays!" and everyone's like "OBJECTION! Go away!" 'cause that never seems to do anything in these fics.
This next but of conversation is going to either go very very good...or really really bad... general awkwardness I'd also possible, but I just don't see it
Mrs. Taker standing in the doorway?
My thoughts.
"She's going to go apeshit now and not allow Scootaloo to see them because she's one of those bigots."
2716156 I Agree
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C'mon, Tim! You can do better than that!
Anyway, bats, that cliffhanger is mean and you know it. This is getting worse than Coming Back in terms of cliffhangers.
THAT WAS SO SWEET!!
GAH! THE FEELS!!
I'm going to show you this, which I was reminded of as I read the rain scene, and then I'm going to collapse.
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(*thump*)
Damn you, you magnificent son-of-a-bitch. Damn you straight to pony hell and back for being an amazing writer.
Sorry. The jealousy is strong in this one.
You and your cliffhangers. I swear I will hunt you down and peel open your brain just to get early access to your words.
Ehh, or maybe I can wait till next Monday. Keep being awesome.
Stupid, talented, jerkface.
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...I kinda want to get business cards made that list my title as "Stupid Talented Jerkface."
Just gotta say: CALLED IT!
The second you revealed that Twilight and Rainbow were gay, i was like "the foster mom is gonna find out, be pissed, and cause problems for Scootaloo."
eager for the next chapter!
PS: that scene was...was...ADORABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!
ahem....sorry....im back...good chapter