Chapter 15

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>Be

*sigh*

>Daring

>It's been a week since you attempted a little "sleepover" with Anon

>Yeah there were some other pones there too but that shouldn't have mattered

>he should have come back and FUCKED you awake!

>But no. He went after your cousin

>I mean, sure, the butt runs in the family, so I could see how he'd like it, but still

>IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MY ASS

>YES, Ovaries, I know!

>Anyway. It happened on a weekend, and of -course- Derpy had work that morning

>So she went all around town with that hitch in her step

>Her scent and his intertwined

>And her eyes straight for about half the day

>not a big deal if she WASN'T A FREAKIN MAILMARE

>So half the town knew somethin was up on day one

>you look down from your cloud as Anon walks into town

>He's getting cat-called again

>Why does he look so bewildered?! HE did this to HIMSELF.

>Derpy's shenanigans plus that fucking marshmellow gossip

>As soon as we got the whole story from Derps, Rarity passed out

>Woke up a few seconds later, immediately ran to the spa with Fluttershy

>Speaking of, you've not really... seen much of the "herd", as it were, after Monday morning.

>Twilight just stayed in her castle

>Rarity and Applejack were always busy with work

>Fluttershy was never to be found

>Pinkie Pie didn't let it get to her, but... you don't really believe that, you don't think

>IT was just you and

>*sigh*

>You and Dash.

>Layin on clouds

>Wonderin how it came to this.

"Looks like Anon's trying to get them to stop."

>"Hmph."

>You roll over and look at Dash.

>Honestly, when you first met her, she was annoying as hell. You were also getting mugged, and she did not help you.

>whatabitch.mov

>But after hanging out with, drinking, and sorta... finding some "common ground" with her

>She's not so bad

>She's hurting, though. You can tell.

>You hear Anon's voice carried up from the wind. You can't make anything out, but that doesn't matter

>He's annoyed, the mare thinks this is a game

"It really is all a game."

>"Hmm?" Magenta eyes meet your own.

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