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- >Your mom called you to the kitchen.
- >When you come you see her with unknown bacon-haired girl.
- >"Nonny, when I was in the church I've met a really nice girl so I invited her to tea."
- >"You're Anon, right? Your mom told me so much about you. I'm Sunset, nice to meet you."
- "It's nice to meet you too Sunset."
- >You extend a friendly hand, despite the butterflies in your stomach
- >Girls are by no means your forte, something your mother has always needled you about
- >Sunset takes your hand and shakes it politely
- >Her fingers are soft, a sharp contrast to the rough sausages you have
- >God, you're a slob
- >If only you had woken up in anything other than sweatpants and a wifebeater...
- >"So Anon, do you think you could set the table while I get the food ready?"
- "Sure mom."
- >She and Sunset return to their chat, and you retreat to the tea room
- >Usually, your parents only used it for when they had some uppity guests over
- >When this sort of thing happened, you'd just wait it out in your bedroom
- >Now, your mother was trying to fix you up with some spoiled orange girl from church, so you were obligated to stay
- >Rolling your eyes, you busy yourself putting the proper utensils in their respective spots
- >There would be hell to pay if a fucking spoon was misplaced
- >Such is life for an upper class shitlord like yourself
- >"Really Anon, are you going to have tea dressed like that?"
- >Your mother is stood behind you now, giving you a disapproving look
- "What difference does it make?"
- >She leans in, her voice dropping to a hiss
- >"Anon, you are going to make a nice impression on this girl, so help me god."
- >You stare at her incredulously
- >"She is polite, indoctrinated, and well bred. Now get upstairs and put some respectable clothes on."
- "Jesus Christ fine."
- >You turn and stomp off quickly, hoping that Sunset didn't see the argument
- >"Don't take the lord's name in vain Anon!"
- >Why do have to deal with this shit?
- >As you ascend the stairs, you think back to your childhood
- >Going to church, attending bible study, picnics in the park with church groups
- >All of it went right over your head
- >Your parents threatened to throw your ass out almost daily, but were too big of pussies to actually get around to it
- >You enter your room, mind racing with things you wish you had said
- >Too bad it's literally impossible to flip religious people
- >Only an act of God can convince somebody that they've been wrong their whole life
- >You shake your head to stop the tirade of rage you're feeling
- >The present needs to be dealt with, it isn't time to listen to the voices in your head
- >There's a wide selection of clothes you have, from filthy casual all the way up to mega shitlord
- >You decide on a pair of jeans and a green button down shirt
- >Not too casual, but casual enough to push your mother's buttons
- >You check your hair in the mirror and go back downstairs
- >Your mother is sat at the tea table across from Sunset
- >The only other chair available is next to Sunset, so you take it
- >Sunset: "You look nice Anon."
- >Her politeness almost makes you cringe
- >"So do you."
- >Your own response actually makes you cringe a little
- >Still, you can't help but notice that Sunset actually is a very pretty girl
- >From her teal colored eyes, all the way to her rather accentuated chest
- >"So Anon, did you go to church today?"
- >There it is, the question you always avoid in every conversation ever
- >And of course, it comes from Sunset
- "I don't go to church anymore."
- >Across the table, your mother's eyes narrow dangerously
- >Probably due to your casual appearance on top of your response
- >Sunset looks uncertainly at you
- >"Why don't you go to Church Anon?"
- >This time, you look your mother directly in the eyes before you speak
- "I'm allergic to bullshit."
- >The room goes deadly quiet
- >If you were in the company of extended family, you'd have kept your mouth shut
- >Presently, you could care less if Sunset didn't like you
- >It's not like she would have been interested anyway...
- >"Anon please watch your language at the tea table." your mother says venomously
- "Whatever."
- >Looking to your left, you see that Sunset looks a little uncomfortable, even disappointed
- >Suddenly, you feel like a jerk
- >She didn't ask to be here, your mother probably coerced her into it
- "So Sunset, you go to Canterlot High also?"
- >She perks up slightly at your change of topic
- >"Yeah, ever since I moved here a few years ago, I've been going there."
- "I don't see you around very often."
- >I tend to keep to myself mostly, some people still have a problem with me..."
- >You suddenly remember
- >This girl was the one ho blew up the front of the school...or something like that
- >And now she's a well mannered religious drone?
- "I guess people can really change huh?"
- >"Yeah I guess so. I was a completely different person back then."
- "How so?"
- >"I was manipulative, cruel, and power hungry."
- >You do your best to listen, despite your attention ebbing away slowly
- >"Then I realized how wrong I was, how wonderful it was to have friends, and how the church could save me from myself."
- >Don't roll your eyes Anon
- >Don't be a dickhead
- >Across from you, your mother appears to be fighting to retain her approval
- >The sheer force of these cliches is causing you to become sick to your stomach, so you occupy yourself by drinking some of the swill your mother calls tea
- >Sunset copies you, taking a drink herself
- >She beams widely at your mother
- >"This tea is wonderful Mrs. Ymous
- >"Oh, it's no trouble at all dear."
- >Sunset stands up hesitantly
- >"Unfortunately, I need to go to work."
- >Your mother's face registers complete shock
- >"On a Sunday?"
- >Sunset: "Yeah, my manager is kind of mean about it, but I support myself, so I can't say no."
- >The concept of working for a living has stunned your mother into silence
- "I'll walk you to the door."
- >You lead her outside, where you look around for her car
- >There isn't one
- >"I'll see you later Anonymous."
- >She smiles at you and starts walking away
- "You're walking to work?"
- >"It's only a few miles"
- "Hold on, I'll drive you."
- >You go back inside and get your keys
- >As much as you'd like to go back to your plan of lurking and jerking, you can't in good conscience allow her to walk to work
- >Outside, she is waiting by the door of your Taurus
- >You're parents wanted you to have a decent car, but you'd said no
- >With your savings from work, you'd saved up to by the old 99' shitmobile from a friend at school
- "Let's go."
- >You and her climb into the car, and you peel out of the driveway
- "So where am I taking you?"
- >"Do you know where Canterlot Steel is?"
- >You look at her, confused
- "You work at Canterlot Steel?"
- >"Yeah, I have to work in the front office taking phone calls."
- "I work at Canterlot Steel too"
- >Suddenly, you remember some of the guys talking about the red-yellow haired secretary with the 'great rack'
- >It must have been Sunset
- >"Really? Why don't I ever see you?"
- "I guess the warehouse guys never go to the front office much, unless they're getting fired."
- >Sunset seems very suprised by this news
- >"What do you do there?"
- "I run one of the 10 foot press breaks."
- >"Aren't those things dangerous?"
- "Very, especially considering that mine has a broken emergency stop button."
- >"Why don't you tell somebody?"
- >You laugh as you turn a corner into the industrial part of Canterlot
- "My luck isn't that good."
- >This confuses her
- >"You want to be hurt?"
- "I'll put it this way: if I get hurt, I don't have to work anymore, but I hate working, so I'll always be healthy enough to work."
- >"That's a silly way of thinking."
- "It's worked this far."
- >You stop at a traffic light and wait.
- >Sunset seems lost in thought, so you turn on the radio
- >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U2LdI7rzowk [Embed]
- >As you bob your head to the beat, Sunset seems appalled at the lyrics
- >"Is this what you listen to?"
- "Yep."
- >She stays silent though, and out of the corner of your eye you see one of her fingers tapping slowly on the armrest
- >You smirk slightly as you enter the front office parking lot of Canterlot Steel
- "Well, this is you."
- >She pauses
- >"Do you maybe want to come in with me? We don't really get a lot of calls on a Sunday and I could use somebody to talk to."
- >Hanging out at work sounds like the shittiest thing to do on a weekend
- >Hanging out with a great looking chick sounds like a great thing to do on a weekend
- >What do Anon?
- >You take too long to decide, and Sunset opens the door sadly
- >"Don't worry about it Anon, I'll just put some music on or something."
- "Wait wait!"
- >You throw yourself from the car and lock the door behind you
- "I'll stay for a while, it's not like I have anything else to do today
- >Sunset smiles at you and walks to the front door
- >You brush past her, tip your metaphorical fedora, and hold the door for her
- >"Thanks Anon"
- >She walks to the timeclock and puts her hand down
- >Her score is 44
- >chekd
- >Then she turns back to the front office, where she goes into the conference room
- >"I prefer to use this over the secretaries desk, since this room has AC."
- >No AC, this is a problem that you can relate to heavily
- >She pulls the phone close to her and sits down
- >You take a chair on the other side of the conference table and put your boots up on it
- >Then you realize that you have a golden opportunity
- >You go back to the time clock and punch in
- >Corporate fuckers can pay you for overtime if you're going to be in this shithole on a weekend
- >Returning to Sunset, you find that she's waiting patently with her hands folded in her lap
- >Like Sunset said, the phone doesn't ring once over the course of two hours
- >Instead, you and her shoot the shit
- >School, work, politics
- >She tells you about her hobbies: knitting, church, singing, church, charity work, and finally, church
- >You think about telling her your hobbies, but decide against it
- >She doesn't need to know what you do at night
- >Instead, you tell her you enjoy biking and reading
- >Girls eat that shit up right?
- >Around lunch time, Sunset gets up
- >"Um, Anon, do you maybe want to get some food?"
- >Shit, this was suddenly a lot more than you had anticipated
- >However, you doubt this girl has any lewd intentions, so you nod
- >"Great, I know a taco place nearby that we can stop by quickly."
- "Yeah, tacos sound good."
- >You and Sunset exit the building and get back into your car
- >With no AC, it's absolutely sweltering
- >"Man, it's hot."
- "Sorry, this thing never had working air conditioning."
- >"That's alright."
- >Out of the corner of your eye, you see Sunset slide her jacket off
- >Her blouse is rather...revealing...at least for a nice religious girl, and you find yourself torn between looking at her cleavage or the road
- >Choosing life, you decide to drive safely and let your dick sit this one out
- >"This is it here."
- >Sunset points to a taco truck, parked in a vacant lot next to an apartment complex
- "Looks sketchy."
- >"We can go somewhere else if you want to..."
- "I like sketchy."
- >Sunset seems relieved, and you stop the car in front of the taco truck.
- >Sunset goes up to the counter, where you recognize Sonata, one of the girls you go to school with
- >"Hi Sunset Shimmer, Hi Anon!"
- "Hey Sonata."
- >"I didn't know you guys are dating!"
- >Sunset stops dead while reading the menu.
- "We aren't dating, we're just on lunch break."
- >"Oh...okay!"
- >Sunset: "Can I get a vegetarian burrito please?"
- "I'll have the same, except with extra beef."
- >Sunset giggles
- >Usually your dry ass humor doesn't work on anybody, but usually you only associate with white collar, stuck up shitheads
- >Feels pretty good
- >Sonata finishes making your food, and you take Sunset back to work
- >You sit in the conference room with Sunset, eating
- >The company is admittedly nice, and you find your usual social autism ebbing away
- >The phone still doesn't ring, and the clock keeps running
- >"So Anon, do you really hate it here that much?"
- "Some days I think about quitting, yeah."
- >"You're parents have money though, so why don't you?"
- >She has a point
- >You're fucking loaded
- >But not happy
- "I want to be my own man I guess, I don't want people to think that I'm some snob from the suburbs who lives off of daddy's credit card."
- >"That's really awesome Anon."
- >Sunset is giving you a warm smile, and you return it reluctantly
- >What is this feeling you have?
- >You no longer have apathy towards Sunset
- >Granted, you don't really enjoy how freaking religious she is...
- >But she's pretty cool and easy to get along with
- >The front door opens outside, and you freeze
- >"SUNSET, YA HERE?!"
- >It's your boss, Allen
- >"Yeah, I'm in the conference room."
- >You quickly remember that you never asked for overtime
- >This could get you in deep shit
- >In the corner of the room is a metal cabinet used for storing part files, and you slide yourself into it
- >Allen enters the room
- >"Any calls?"
- >"No, no calls yet, Mr. Wrench."
- >Through the crack in the door, you see him look at the phone
- >Then at her food
- >And then at your food
- >Fuck
- >He looks around the room and walks to the cabinet you're in
- >With a grunt, he opens the steel door and you blink as light floods your metal tomb
- "I can explain sir."
- >He looks at you, then at Sunset
- >"You don't have to explain anything Anonymous."
- >He gives you a wink
- >"It's about time you got some damn pussy."
- >When you first started working at Canterlot Steel, they told you to report comments like that to human resources
- >Over time, you just got used to it
- >Everyone gave you shit for being the young guy
- >Also, for not having a girlfriend
- >On most days you just laughed along
- >Why bother making waves in a factory of junkies and sex offenders?
- "You're a funny guy Allen."
- >Allen starts to emit his signature guffaw and closes the door on you
- >Through the this steel frame, you hear him laugh his way out the room
- >"Take good care of him Sunset."
- >There isn't enough room to curl up in a ball of shame
- >Eventually, the door opens again
- >"Anon?"
- "Hey Sunset."
- >"Are you coming out?"
- "I'm still trying to decide actually."
- >Sunset gives a small laugh and takes your arm, pulling you out of your hiding place
- "Sunset, I'm really sorry about that."
- >"Don't be, I hear comments like that everyday from the other secretaries."
- "I didn't know that we were in the same boat."
- >"Most of them just laugh at how I'm saving myself for marriage."
- >There she goes again with the religious stuff
- >"Some of them even laugh at me for going to church."
- >Not wanting her to feel singled out, you decide to vent as well
- "I get laughed at for my slow trek to being a wizard."
- >"A wizard?"
- >Oh right, Sunset doesn't into internet like you do
- "The other guys give me shit for being a virgin."
- >Sunset nods in understanding and sits down again by the phone
- >"Well, at least we only have a couple more hours to go."
- >You sit on the same side of the table as her, content to wait until she's done
- >Maybe she'll let you drive her home
- >"Hey Anon, wake up."
- >Your eyes open, and you realize that you'd fallen asleep
- >You're slumped over the table and Sunset is stood next to you
- "Shit, I'm sorry Sunset, why didn't you wake me?"
- >"You looked really peaceful."
- >The clock says 4:30
- >That's when the front office closes
- "Do you need a ride home?"
- >"If it isn't any trouble..."
- "None at all, let me just use the bathroom."
- >"Ok, I'll wait by the car."
- >You head to the office bathroom
- >It's not nearly as dirty at the one in the warehouse
- >However, you aren't here to use the toilet
- >It's time to think
- >Is Sunset into you?
- >How can she be?
- >She's a polite, religious girl
- >You're an edgy atheist
- >She'll never like you Anon
- >Just drive her home and let that be the end of it
- >You nod to yourself in the mirror and leave the building
- >Sunset is again waiting by your car
- "All set?"
- >She nods with a smile
- >"Leaving here is the best part of my day usually."
- "That we can agree on."
- >Each of you get in and you force the engine to sputter to life
- >"Actually, Anon, I had a very nice day...for a change."
- "Why's that?"
- >"I got to spend it with you."
- >Oh damn
- >Be chill Anon
- >Don't drop your spaghetti
- >Try responding maybe?
- "Well Sunset, I had a very pleasant day as well."
- >She smiles warmly at you
- >That smile is really starting to grow on you
- >You offer her a smile back
- >It's actually been a while since you smiled at something that wasn't niche internet crap
- >You need to get out more
- >Sunset returns her eyes to the road and points off to the left
- >"That's my apartment over there."
- "Alright."
- >You pull in to the parking lot
- >The closer you get to the building, the more you realize just how shitty it is
- >The state of this slum makes you a little self conscious of the mansion you live in
- >Why did your mother have to drag poor Sunset into Canterlot Estates?
- >"Um... Anon?"
- >The cars sits idle outside the front door
- "What's up Sunset?"
- >"You said that you go to Canterlot High right?"
- "Yeah."
- >"Do you maybe want to have lunch again tomorrow?"
- >Not having to take the initiative is really making this easy for you
- "That's sounds good Sunset."
- >"Great, I'll see you then."
- >She leaves the car
- >In a spur of the moment decision, you roll down the passenger window
- "Sunset!"
- >She turn to you with her hand on the door
- "For what it's worth, I really did have a nice day today."
- >Her face lights up, and she waves to you as she goes into the building
- >Eager to get out of the ghetto, you swing back out onto the street
- >Since you're sitting in silence, you turn on the radio
- >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-ZDBddRXFA [Embed]
- >You didn't think this was how the day would play out when your mother woke you up
- >Work on a Sunday and a lunch date with Sunset Shimmer
- >Thanks mom
- >A few blocks from Sunsets apartment you get stuck in traffic
- >Fucking Sunday drivers pissing you off
- >Would this escalate into a serious relationship?
- >You'd never been in one before
- >Truth be told, you weren't really interested in listening to Sunset's religious ideals all the time
- >But she was a great looking girl...
- "Fucking decisions!"
- >You hit the edges of the steering wheel in frustration
- >Remember Anon, you aren't a jerk
- >No matter what, you wouldn't treat Sunset poorly
- >The state of her life returns to you
- >The lack of car
- >Her shitty job
- >That hole she lives in
- >She was too nice and too vulnerable
- >As you finally turn back into the entrance to Canterlot Estates, you decide to just hang out with Sunset and see if she wants to take it further
- >With luck, you wouldn't have to leave your comfort zone
- >You pull into your driveway and shut off the engine
- >Tomorrow, you'd be back into the swing of things with work and school
- >Since there was no point to worry about it just yet, you go to your room to spend the rest of the day on the internet
- >But in the back of your mind, you still think of Sunset
- >Man, you're turning into a real sap
- >The next morning, your phone alarm rouses you from your slumber
- >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EL_pBJN_O3M
- >You listen to it for a while, letting yourself have a moment of feels
- >Finally, you swipe your finger across the service, silencing it
- >Your crusty eyes take a moment to clear and you look around your room
- >Nice and organized, the exact opposite of your life
- >You drag your feet to the closet to find a suitable outfit for the day
- >Since you have work later, you put on some cargo pants and a t-shirt
- >You had left your work boots by the door of your room, and slide them on as you make your way into the hallway
- >The bathroom is being used, so you head to the stairs
- >Once in the kitchen, you grab a bagel from the fridge and stuff it in your mouth while you tie your bootlaces
- >Your mother enters the kitchen, adjusting her hair
- >"How did your day go yesterday Anon?"
- "It was pleasant."
- >"I don't suppose that Sunset managed to talk some sense into you?"
- "By sense, do you mean religion? Because no."
- >Your mother gives a shake of her head without even glancing in your direction
- >"Sometimes I don't know what to do with you Anon."
- >You walk back to the stairs past her
- "If it makes you feel any better, I'm meeting her for lunch today."
- >As you turn on the landing, you see that she looks satisfied
- >Maybe her plan hasn't been shattered yet
- >But you have other plans
- >In the bathroom, you use the toilet and clean your face
- >You'd shave, but you still can't grow a damn beard
- >Checking your phone again, you see that you need to leave
- >Your boots echo loudly throughout the house as you make your way downstairs again
- "I'm leaving."
- >Your mother is watching the news
- >"Goodbye."
- >With your formal goodbye out of the way you exit your house to make your way to school
- >Inspiration hits you about halfway through your commute
- >Sunset has to walk everywhere, so maybe she'd like a ride
- >You make a detour towards her part of town
- >As you drive up her street you keep your eyes peeled for a sight of her brightly colored hair
- >Lo and behold, you see her walking along the side of the road towards CHS
- >It irks you slightly to see that she's walking with traffic, but it makes it easier to pull up next to her
- "Need a lift stranger?"
- >She jumps at your sudden appearance, but brightens when she sees that it's you
- >"Hey Anonymous! Sure, I'd love a ride!"
- >You open the door for her and she settles in
- >Now, you wish you'd thought to at least clean out the garbage from the backseat
- >At least the air freshener is new
- >"Thank you so much Anonymous."
- "Don't worry about it."
- >Sunset is wearing her usual clothes, minus the jacket
- >You notice the gold cross she has around her neck, resting above her well-endowed chest
- >Eyes up Anon
- >You look back to the road
- >"Anon, is it alright if I turn on the radio?"
- "Go for it."
- >She skips through your preset stations and finds the one she's looking for
- >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PyRZTAmcW7c&list=PL9xnZ2XZl3GjUaK_ezNMw3E-MQgNvF3l3
- >Ugh
- >Why the hell did you say yes
- >Sunset happily sings along to the lyrics as you drive on, doing your best to keep a straight face
- >She has a beautiful singing voice at least
- >You should get her to sing something that you don't find cringeworthy
- >When the song ends, you turn the volume down and engage her in conversation
- "So Sunset, you said that you like doing charity work?"
- >"Yeah, sometimes on weekends I go to the shelter for a few hours."
- "That's nice."
- >"What about you? Do you ever do any charity work?"
- "Not recently, I used to do plenty when I was in scouts though."
- >"You were a boy scout?"
- "I made it to Eagle."
- >Rather than call you a faggot like you're used to, Sunset simply looks at you with admiration
- >"You're an Eagle Scout? That's really cool Anon."
- "I don't suppose you could tell everybody that."
- >"What do you mean?"
- "Most people just laugh at the concept of scouts. I kind of comes with the territory."
- >"That's awful."
- "You get used to it."
- >Sunset looks confused for a moment
- >"Anon, if you don't mind me asking, I thought that scouts are supposed to be religious?"
- >She's right
- >The scout law does include reverent
- >You choose your words carefully as you respond
- "You're right Sunset, but some people, myself included, choose not to involve themselves in that area."
- >"Wouldn't they throw you out?"
- "Maybe, but I'm done now, so they'll never now."
- >She gazes thoughtfully at the dashboard as she comes up with a response
- >"It's just that...I thought scouts are supposed to be kind and courteous and all that."
- >Where is she going with this?
- "They are."
- >The school looms ahead
- >"But you said you aren't religious?"
- "I'm not."
- >Damn, she looks like she's trying to solve a calculus problem
- >You take your usual parking spot at the back of the lot
- >You look at Sunset
- "Just because somebody doesn't go to church doesn't mean they're a bad person."
- >"Oh Anon, I'm not saying you're a bad person, I'm just saying..."
- >You cut her off
- "I know you aren't insulting me Sunset, and for the record, I never said that I'm a good person. My point is that kindness is just a matter of perspective."
- >Sunset seems confused again
- "Some of the shittiest people you'll ever meet are the most religious of us all."
- >You unlock the doors and step out
- >Over the roof of your car, you finish your thought
- "And some of the best people on earth have never even heard of the Bible."
- >Sunset doesn't respond immediately, and you and her walk towards the school together
- >Your boots make satisfying thuds on the pavement
- >The little things like that remind you that you're better than how you were raised
- >You damn well could have been a snobby prick like the other people in your neighborhood
- >Having a job and punching a time-clock really helped you learn some life lessons
- >Getting out of the house to work did to you what you imagine being a born-again christian did to Sunset
- >You're a completely different person
- >Vaguely you remember what Sunset was like before that whole incident with the front of the school
- >She was a bitch
- >Now, as you approach the front of the school she somehow destroyed, you vow to not lecture her on religion
- >She was happy, and you didn't want to make her unhappy
- >You aren't a jerk
- "Sunset, I'm sorry if I seem kind of pushy about my opinions."
- >"It's ok Anon, everybody's different."
- >She isn't put off, good
- >"Besides, I think you made a good point."
- >What
- >No religious person in the history of all existence has ever said those words to an atheist
- >What have you done?
- >Inside the front foyer, you each stop and turn to each other
- >"Well Anon, I guess I'll see you at lunch then."
- "I guess so."
- >She gives you an awkward grin and walks away
- >You stand there, hands in your pockets, and watch her as she heads to class
- >She really is beautiful
- >From her flowing hair...down to her gorgeous rump
- >unf
- >The bell rings overhead, and you turn quickly so as to get to class on time
- >Getting detention would spell doom for you, seeing as how you work second shift
- >As you walk past the trophy cases, you look at your reflection
- >Greasy clothes, shit haircut, dirty workboots
- >You are not going to be a great influence on Sunset Shimmer
- >After your morning classes end, you're at your locker
- >You'd failed yet another math test
- >A frustrated sigh escapes you
- >"Hi Anonymous!"
- >You look around and feel your day brighten significantly
- >Sunset is there, ready for your planned lunch meeting
- "Hey Sunset."
- >"Ready for lunch?"
- >You grab your food from your locker and shut the door
- "Let's go."
- >Side by side, you and Sunset walk into the cafeteria
- >Across the room, you spot an empty table
- "Wanna sit there Sunset?"
- >"We can sit over here Anon."
- >She gestures to a different table
- >At it, you see Applejack the local farmer sitting with Rarity the town bicycle
- >Sitting with girls, this is definitely outside your comfort zone
- >"Come on Anon."
- >Sunset leads the way, and you follow reluctantly
- >Once you get to the table, Sunset takes a moment to introduce you
- >"Girls, this is Anonymous."
- >Applejack and Rarity raise a hand in greeting
- >You mumble hello as Sunset and yourself take a seat
- >Rarity: "Sunset I'm surprised at you, I didn't expect you to start dating."
- >Sunset: "We aren't dating, Anon just works at Canterlot Steel with me."
- >Rarity: "Really? What do you do there Anonymous?"
- "I run a press brake."
- >Rarity: "What in the world is that?"
- "It's like a big machine that bends metal."
- >Rarity: "Hmm."
- >Silence ensues
- >Awkward, heavy silence
- >To spare the suffering, you eat some of the food you brought
- >Meanwhile, the girls busy themselves with the latest gossip
- >So interested in your sandwich, you barely hear your name get called
- >Rarity: "What do you think Anonymous?"
- "What do I think of what?"
- >Rarity: "We were talking about you taking Sunset Shimmer out to dinner sometime."
- >Your eyebrows fly upwards in surprise
- "I...uh..."
- >Sunset: "He doesn't have to if he doesn't want to."
- >You mentally grow a pair of balls
- "No, that sounds nice actually."
- >"Really Anon?"
- "Sure, why not? It'll make my mother happy at least."
- >Sunset positively glows with happiness
- >Rarity, on the other hand, gets right down to business
- >Rarity: "Right, I'll put in a reservation at my father's restaurant for this Friday."
- "Ok..."
- >Rarity: "Also, I'm going to have to help you get a suitable outfit."
- >Her eyes travel down your scummy appearance
- "That's fair."
- >"Sunset, do you have a dress to wear?"
- >This statement causes Sunset to look sheepish
- >From the state of her existence, you doubt she has a fancy dress at home
- >Sunset: "I might have something to wear."
- >Rarity: "If you don't, I'll be happy to help you find something."
- >This enthusiasm from Rarity leads you to believe that Sunset had something to do with this arranged date
- >Did Sunset have feelings for you too?
- >Christ, what have you gotten yourself into?
- >Sunset: "Um, Anon?"
- "Yeah?"
- >"I hate to impose, but do you think I could get a ride to work today?"
- "Absolutely."
- >The bells rings, signalling the end of lunch
- >Rarity and Sunset stand up
- >Rarity: "Anonymous, it was a pleasure meeting you."
- "Likewise."
- >Sunset: "See you after school Anon."
- "Bye Sunset."
- >You put in your headphones as you walk to class
- >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e-IWRmpefzE
- >Your head casually bobs to the beat as you enjoy your walk
- >Sunset really is a great girl
- >You, on the other hand, are a miserable, scummy, piece of shit
- >How can you possibly expect this to work?
- >She's a horribly religious basketcase
- >You're a faithless twat who wears wifebeaters to bed
- >Admit it Anon, unless she changes, there isn't any hope
- >Religious people don't change
- >Especially one who's as dedicated as Sunset Shimmer
- >The hallway is hopelessly packed full of other students
- >You don't hear them over the music
- >Anonymous, you aren't a welsher
- >You agreed to go to dinner with Sunset, what's the worst that could happen?
- >Rarity would see to it that the night would be pleasant
- >Getting out and doing things would be good for you
- >Suddenly, you find yourself outside your classroom
- >Apparently your subconscious walked you here during your internal debate
- >You open the door and resume your day of mind numbing boredom
- >Finally, mercifully, the bell rings at the end of the day
- >After stopping at your locker briefly, you head to your car to drive to work for the night
- >Sunset Shimmer isn't in sight
- >You make a mental note to get her phone number and wait for her
- >Eventually she comes out the door to the building and walks to you quickly
- >"I'm sorry Anon, I got held up in my last class."
- "Don't worry Sunset, you ready to go?"
- >"Yeah."
- >You and her get in the car and you get in line to leave the parking lot
- >"How did your day go?"
- "Not bad, how about yours?"
- >"It was ok."
- >The pair of you continue to make small talk until you arrive at Canterlot Steel
- >Like yesterday, you drop her off at the front entrance
- "See you later I guess."
- >"Bye Anon, thanks again for the ride."
- >You shift into drive and follow a semi truck around to the back of the building
- >Some of your fellow workers are hanging out by the back doors
- >You see Tig Weld talking to Sand Hammer, and when they see you they grin like evil bastards
- >Tig: "Hey Anon, we heard that you're finally getting it in."
- >SH: "Yeah, and with that hot secretary."
- "Fuck you guys."
- >They laugh loudly
- >You know they're just trying to rib you, so you walk past them onto the shop floor
- >Allen must have told them about you and Sunset
- >Too bad you never set the record straight
- >Although, this might be a good chance for you to finally get the respect of the other guys
- >You stroll past the heaps of steel littered around the various machines in the factory until you find your boss
- >He gives you your list of jobs for the day
- >Allen Wrench: "Here ya go Anon, try to get this shit done soon, management's really on our ass today."
- "I'll try."
- >You punch in at the timeclock
- >13
- >No dubs today
- >After filling up your water bottle, you go to the storage racks and look for the pallet that holds your parts
- >Once you find it, you load it onto a forklift and drive over to your brake
- >Tig Weld is nearby, smoking his e-cig indoors
- >"So Anon, what was it like the first time?"
- >Ignore him Anon
- >"Didja cry?"
- >Just ignore him
- >"I bet ya went fuckin cross eyed."
- "Fuck off Tig, you ass."
- >He snickers and goes back to his welding station
- >After you put all the proper tooling into the break, you load the program you need into the computer
- >At the break next to you, you see the other brake operator, Rivets, doing the same
- >Finally, you're ready to run
- >You put the first piece into the jaws of the brake and press down on the foot pedal
- >It bends the part smoothly, and you pull it back out to measure the angle
- "Two degrees over-bent."
- >You make the necessary adjustment to your program, and then see that some of the tooling is loose in the brake
- >As you stick your left arm into the machine, you hear Tig Weld behind you again
- >"Did ya at least get to see her tits?"
- >In your awkward position, you rotate your head to see Tig leaning against your table, grin plastered on his face
- "Don't you have any work to do Tig?"
- >"Pfft, they don't pay me enough to work around here."
- >Before you have a chance to agree, you hear the sound of hydraulics moving from your brake
- >The dies are closing
- >Your arm is in between the die, holding onto one of the stops
- >As your eyes go wide from fear, you slam your right hand onto the emergency stop button
- >The same emergency stop button that never worked in the first place
- >At the last moment, you can only be grateful that you're right handed
- >The die closes on your arm
- >You hear and feel the bones snap like twigs as solid steel tries to bend your arm at a fucking 90 degree angle
- >As fast as it started, it ends, and the machine opens again as if all it did was bend a part
- >In fact, your counter even goes up by one
- >You try to remember the names of the arm bones
- >The Ulna and Radius?
- >Well, you can see your Ulna and Radius cleanly sticking out of your skin
- >You turn to Tig
- "Check it out."
- >For once the smug prick seems to be at a loss for words
- >Rivets, on the other hand, sees what happened and grabs a nearby phone
- >The PA crackles to life and he screams into it
- >"ALLEN! GET THE FUCK DOWN TO THE BRAKES NOW!"
- >You slump over against your brake, holding your arm as blood sprays from the gash your bones made
- "ha ha ha ha ha."
- >In the distance you hear yourself laughing like a deranged lunatic
- >Tig throws up violently into a corner
- >Squeamish asshole
- >Your legs give out and you find yourself sitting with your back against the brake
- >God this hurts, why are you laughing?
- >Shock, probably
- >Yeah, probably shock
- >As you sit, laughing like a maniac, you see the door to the front office open as Allen sprints into the warehouse
- >Behind him you see Sunset
- >She looks at you, sees the pool of blood you're laughing your ass off in, and puts her hands to her mouth
- >As your vision goes dark, you manage to wave at her with a smile
- >Black
- >You find consciousness again
- >Groggily, you realize that you still have eyes
- >With a herculean effort, you manage to open them about halfway
- >The ceiling above you reminds you of the ones in school
- >Plain, white paneling
- >Somewhere, a window is open, and you feel a cool breeze across your face
- >The only sound is a strained, uneven beeping
- >Where are you?
- >By no means are you a weak fuck, but the act of looking around takes more effort than you can muster
- >Blackness ensues again as your eyes roll backwards
- >The next time you wake up, there is only pain
- >Pain radiating in waves throughout your body from underneath the cast on your arm
- >In a confused panic, you look around the room for someone, anyone, to help you
- >There is nobody
- >You are alone
- >Alone, in pain, hopeless
- >Why are you so damn tired?
- >As you lay your head back, the door opens slowly
- >"Anon? Are you awake?"
- >From your horizontal position on the bed, you see the beginnings of a beautiful red haircut enter the room
- >Followed by Sunset Shimmer
- >Her eyes are red as all hell
- >Apparently she's been crying
- >You don't even remember the last time you cried
- >She crosses the room and sits down on the edge of your bed
- >Despite the pain, you get your mouth open
- "Sunset, where the hell am I?"
- >"You're at Canterlot General, they brought you here after..."
- >Her eyes get watery again, and you remember the accident
- "My arm..."
- >"The doctors say you'll be able to keep it, but it'll be scarred for life."
- >Scarred for life
- >From the look you remember on Sunset's face when she saw you in a pool of your own blood, you doubt your arm is the only thing that'll be scarred for life
- >A flash of pain makes you clench your teeth
- "Sunset, can you get a nurse or something? I'm in a lot of pain here."
- >"Yeah, hold on."
- >Reluctantly, she stands up and leaves the room
- >Moments pass and she returns, followed by a doctor
- >"Hello Anonymous."
- "Hello."
- >"I understand you're in some pain?"
- "You bet."
- >"I'll have a nurse bring some painkillers in. You really are lucky, you lost so much blood we nearly lost you."
- >The pain you're in nearly makes you wish that they had...
- >"Luckily this young lady here allowed us to use some of her blood as a transplant."
- >He indicates to Sunset Shimmer, who you see has multiple bandages wrapped around each of her arms
- >Then he points to the IV stand next to you where the blood bags are held
- >Ironically, you recognize the steel parts its made from
- "How long am I going to be here?"
- >"A few days, at least, but you'll have the cast on for a few months."
- >A few months
- >"Well then, if you'll excuse me, I have other patients to attend to."
- >He leaves the room, and you and Sunset are alone again
- >If only there was something to distract you from the pain
- >Unless...
- "Hey Sunset?"
- >"What is it Anon?"
- >You hesitate, unsure where you want this to go
- "Nevermind..."
- >She moves closer to you and sits on the edge of the bed again
- >"Anon what is it?"
- >Fuck it, you almost died apparently
- "Will you sing for me?"
- >"You want me to sing?"
- "If you don't mind..."
- >She smiles her warm smile and you feel your heart soar
- >And then, she begins
- >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3G72NucLEGM
- >Her voice fills the room like sunlight, and you bask in its radiance
- >As she finishes the song, you sing along with the last several verses
- >When she stops, you and her simply sit in silence for a while
- >"I didn't know that you could sing Anon."
- "Don't give me that much credit, I'm awful at singing."
- >"No you aren't, I just didn't think you'd know that song."
- "I didn't always stay at home on Sunday you know."
- >Her eyes are still watery, and you reach up to brush a tear from her cheek
- >Time slows down as she leans down to you
- >You close your eyes
- >Her lips meet yours, and she holds you there for what feels like an eternity
- >Until the door opens and the nurse walks in
- >"Oops, sorry."
- >She leaves the tray of painkillers on the counter
- >You won't be needing them
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