Chapter 18

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>You sigh as you stretch out

>Even the guest bedroom was comfortable as fuck, considering it came from a PRINCESS who was now TOTALLY YOUR BEST FRIEND.

>Oh, I forgot.

>BE DARING

>there we go. Who else would you possibly be?

>Anyway, You spent the night drinking with awkward-virgin twilight and discussing the finer points of clopfiction

>Turns out that librarians are kinky as fuck

>You two unabashedly sported wingboners as you talked about potential positions, his size and shape, what he'd feel like

>The sounds that he'd make

>what his scen-

>*pomf*

>Dangit. Morning wingboners are a pain.

>You groan as you roll over onto your tummy

>Celestia, you did NOT want to leave this bed

>But then again, hopefully you could pick up Anon today!

>The thought makes you happy, and you spring out of bed

>Opening the door you hear some muffled sounds of conversation

>Whelp. Might as well follow 'em, right? Better than wandering aimlessly.

>After a few minutes you make your way downstairs to a... pretty tasteful breakfast nook

>Huh

>Twilight waves to you, blushing

>Her dragon-slave is busy in the kitchen, cooking breakfast

>But what really gets your attention is the fresh pot of coffee

>Aww. Dis mare right here

>You sit down beside her, nodding

"Mrnn"

>Whelp. Brain's still not booted.

>"Hehe, Good Morning, Daring."

"Heh. Morning to you too, Twily."

>Twilight smiles, pawing a hoof at you. "Seriously, only my brother calls me that..."

"So purple smart, then?"

>Twilight laughs. "Better than grape encyclopedia! I'm serious, where does anon even-"

>The *clank* of plates hitting the table interrupts her. Apparently spike is done

>No, I mean he's just done.

>"I'm.... gonna just stare at sweetiebelle for a few hours." He says, not really asking permission

>"Well, I'm not sure that's a healthy-"

>"Anon has taken the only mare I've ever loved. Let me have this." he says, looking at you two with eyes that have seen way too much

>I mean seriously. This kid just FEELS like a crystal pony refugee.

>Twilight waves him off, and off he goes

"So... yeah."

>Good intro there, Daring. Fantastic.

>The two of you eat in relative silence, every so often sharing an in-joke or a smile

>It feels good to relax with a pone you can trust

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