DerpFic

Sunset Eyes:

>Another day is slowly passing by as you eat your lunch in solitude.
>Not being a social butterfly made it hard for you to make friends when you transferred to Canterlot High.
>In fact, you had no friends whatsoever because of it.
>It didn't bother you much though as you prefer it to being suffocated by people all the time.
>As you eat your lunch, you watch the other classmates at their tables.
>They're talking among themselves, laughing and smiling.
>Must be nice
>Due to it being a month after you've come to know this school, you decide to give up on having that kind of relationship with anyone.
>Or at least, you tried to.

>"Hey there!"
>An unknown voice startles you a bit as you look up to meet the eyes of the person it belongs to.
>Or eye, in her case.
>Do you mind if I sit here?
>Being the only one at your table, you simply nod as she enthusiastically takes a seat.
>Upon closer inspection, you notice that her clothes have more than a couple of holes in them.
>You also notice that she's drooling a bit as her golden eyes stare intently at your muffin
>"Are you gonna eat that?"
"Not really. I'm not that hungry"
> That, and you don't believe that denying this girl your muffin would turn out well.
>"So, what's your name?"
>Trying hard not to stare directly at her eye, you answer her.
"Anonymous. Call me Anon"
>Okay Non-
"Please, no. Just call me Anon."
>Oh, okay...
>You feel like an ass as she lowers her head.
>The way that her smile fades makes you regret how you hate being called Nonny.
>You try to salvage the conversation
"So...um, what's your name?
>The marinara sauce building in your pockets recedes when you see her face lighten up.
>"I'm Derpy!"
>She must hold the world record for quickest rebound.
"Derpy huh? That's an...Interesting name."
>Her face instantly darkens again.
>"*sigh* Go ahead and say it"
"Say what?"
>"You know what! I saw you staring!"
>Damn
"I wasn't going to say anything. I just think that it's unique, that's all."
>She realizes that she's been yelling at you and starts to calm down.
>"...Sorry about that. It's just, when all people ever do is make fun of you, that's all you ever expect."
>HNNNNNNG
"I don't see why they'd do that. It's just how you are, and I don't find anything wrong with that."
>She smiles from hearing you say that
>"That might be the first nice thing that anyone's ever said about me."
"It's not really a-
>Wait
>Does she mean ever, as in since she's been born?
>Nah, can't be.
>It would explain why she's sitting with you though, as pathetic as that sounds.
>Not wanting to seem weird, you hastily spill words out of your mouth.
"So, what do you do for fun?"
>"I like playing games at my house"
>You ask her the next question immediately
"What brand?"
>She grins
>Sony
>Hallelujah!
"Smart girl"
>"Yep!", she says with an even bigger grin. "Maybe you could play me sometime".
"Sometime?"
>"As in...today?"
>Did she really just invite you to her house?
>It's a bit sudden, but who cares?
>Her eyes are fixed on you.
"Sure, Derpy. Why not?"
>"Yay!"
>And with that, the lunch bell rings.
>You still can't believe that happened, but you're happy regardless.
>After all, what could go wrong?
>You couldn't wait till school was over.
>As you walk into your last period for the day, you notice Derpy following you inside.
>Turns out that she has chemistry with you
>How come you never noticed?
>You have no time to ponder this as she runs up to you
>"Hey Anon!"
"Hey."
>"You're still coming over today right?"
"Of course. I said I would, like, four minutes ago."
>"Great! I can't wait!"
>You feel the warmth of her body as she embraces you before skipping happily to her seat.
>The feeling of her skin on yours is all you can think about until the bell rings.
>After school you begin to walk with Derpy to her house.
>The more you talk to her, the cooler she becomes to you.
>It's a shame how people can't see past her looks and see how great she is.
>As she leads you to her house, you begin to notice the secluded area you're in.
>The once abundant rows of houses slowly diminish until you find yourself next to Derpy, in front of a single white house.
>It's not particularly broken down, but it's far from brand new.
>She grabs your hand as she leads you to the old wooden door.
>After four knocks, the door opens.
>A tall, gray-skinned woman is standing in the doorway.
>"Welcome home Derpy. How was school?"
>"School was great mom. I brought a friend over to play with me."
>Her mom's eyes open as wide as the freakin' moon!
>"A friend!? Derpy that's wonderful!"
>Her mom looks at you, amazed at your very existence.
>You decide to introduce yourself.
"My name's Anonymous. It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs...Um."
>"Hooves, Diana Hooves"
>You're a little embarrassed for not knowing Derpy's last name, but she doesn't seem to mind.
>As you and Derpy step inside, you eyes move to take in as much as they can.
>Your eyes wander to the kitchen table.
>Bottles of whiskey, vodka, and beer sit right next to each other
>Derpy's mom doesn't seem like the type to drink.
>That thought is pushed to the back of your mind however as Derpy leads you upstairs.
>Her room is surprising tidy, unlike the clothes that she's wearing.
>You wonder why she hasn't trashed those rags as she starts up her console.
>"What do you want to play Anon?"
>You decide to let her choose and she grabs a copy of Sly 3
>Why not?
>The two-player on Sly 3 is surprisingly satisfying.
>You really were missing out, but you never had anyone to play with.
>Until now.

>Oh shit
>She's really good at this.
>Even playing as Carmelita while button mashing only does so much.
>You ended up tackling her to stop the embarrassment.
>For a while, you just look at each other, unsure of what to do next.
>Cock-eyed or not, her eyes really are beautiful.
>After a while you both end up laughing.
>She gets up to pick another game, but hearing the door slam stops her dead in her tracks.
>You look up at her, worried now as she's visibly shaking.
>You rush over to her.
>She's hyperventilating.
>She's muttering "fuck" over and over again under her breath.
>You put your own hand on her shoulder.
>She stops and stares at you as her eyes begin to water.
>The next two words that came out of her mouth were a warning. One that you wish you had known the meaning of beforehand.
>"...I'm sorry"