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- >Day Dress to Impress
- >You're in Canterlot, tired of the scene in Ponyville.
- >Boring, nothing to do but attend Pinkie's parties.
- >You step out of the shower and towel off.
- >Pull on your lucky boxers, some socks, black pants.
- >Button up a clean shirt as you slip into the shoes you bought yesterday.
- >A black tie goes around your neck, and you slip your silk suit jacket on.
- >A few accessories to complete the look, and you head downstairs to the garage.
- >Your pride and joy, restored after you crashed into Equestria, sits before you.
- >A gift from your Uncle Dusty, it's a beautiful hot rod- an eliminator coupe to be specific.
- >Runs on magic now.
- >Still sounds the same though.
- >You roll out from under the apartment complex, the stallion in the gatehouse waving as you exit.
- >The sound of guitars on the radio mixes with the rumble of the engine as you cruise through the city.
- >Waving to the mares, your cufflinks catching the setting sun.
- >Girls can't help but doubletake.
- >One stands out, despite hre best efforts not to.
- >Its that one shy mare, from Ponyville.
- >She moved here not long after you.
- >Fluttershy, you think it was.
- >Cute girl, but didn't say much and avoided the nightlife.
- >What a shame.
- >You wave to her as you rumble past.
- >All the other mares throw jealous glares her way.
- ----
- >There he goes.
- >Oh my Goodness!
- >He waved...to you!
- >You can feel the blush creeping up your face.
- >The other mares are green with envy, causing you to shrink back as best you can.
- >As he speeds off towards the heart of the city, they disappate.
- >Except for three mares, who start strutting towards you.
- >You can hear guitars in the background.
- >Where was that coming fr-
- >Your train of thought is interrupted as they reach you.
- >Circling around you, they seem to be appraising you.
- >It's really embarassing.
- >Maybe you can just-
- >Nope, not gonna get away.
- "C-can I help you?"
- >The leader just smiles at you and winks, as the other two take hold and lead you down the street.
- >At a nearby hair salon the leader tips a mare out of the chair, and she runs off as you're thrust down into the seat.
- >That was mean...surely the stylist will kick you all out for that, and then you can escape.
- >...or maybe she'll just start working on your mane.
- >The mares whisper things to the stylist, and she just nods as she works.
- >You weren't due for a haircut, but...this is nice.
- >Even if you don't really understand what's happening.
- >As the mare washes your mane, your thoughts drift to Anon.
- >He's always out partying, maybe you should find him tonight.
- >Show off your new mane style...
- >You always were a good dancer, you just didn't like all the other ponies being around.
- >Yes Fluttershy, that is what you have to do.
- >We'll go find him!
- >Right after these crazy mares let you go.
- >Hopefully that'll be right after you're done here.
- >You were wrong.
- >After a long makeover session, your mane is...different.
- >It's wild, and cool and not very Fluttershy.
- >But it is PERFECT for what you plan to do tonight.
- >After that they didn't let you go though.
- >They took you for a hooficure.
- >Which was also nice.
- >They're very nice mares, you've decided.
- >You just wish they'd talk to you.
- >They always just wink, and smile and things like that.
- >At least they're friendly though.
- >Right now you're changing into another outfit.
- >You've been shopping for quite some time now.
- >Stepping out to go to the mirrors, the mares fawn over you.
- >As you spin around, they share a look, and drag you out of the store.
- "...but we haven't paid yet..."
- >One of them just smiles and winks at you.
- >They lead you into a fancy carriage, and the storeowner waves cheerfully as you drive away.
- >You just don't understand.
- ---
- >Parking the rod, you check that everything is in place.
- >Seeing that it all is, you step out onto the street and head for the club entrance.
- >You bypass the line, and the bouncer nods you inside.
- >LaGrange isn't a big club, not like some of the ballroooms, but its intimate and exclusive.
- >The low ceilings and varied levels make it dark, cozy, and hard to see across the crowd.
- >A couple of bearded rockers you met told you "they've got a lot of nice girls" here, whatever that meant.
- >You've gotten weirder tips though.
- >And the layout hides your ridiculous height well.
- >Grabbing a drink from the bar, you settle into a booth in a corner and sprawl out.
- >The main band just showed up -those bearded guys from before, plus their drummer.
- >But for now, there was just a DJ.
- >A couple mares out on the floor catch your eye.
- >But it's early, you're gonna let the floor heat up a bit first.
- >Its been an hour or so, and you've got your best chances picked out.
- >Also, you're suitably liquored up.
- >That part is important.
- >Alcohol is to dancing as grease is to machinery.
- >Rising to head onto the floor, a commotion nearby draws your attention.
- >A quartet of mares stuts out onto the dance floor as the main band starts their set.
- >...
- >Those mares have got it going on!
- >Man, tonight just got way better!
- >A smile on your face, you push your way through their admirers, and three of the mares take notice.
- >They move right up to you, and quickly pull you past the other stallions onto the floor.
- >As you start to do your thing, they share some smiles and winks.
- >Soon the group moves in around you, and pushes you towards a leggy yellow and pink pegasus.
- >Damn, she looks fine.
- >She's got legs, and she knows how to use them.
- >Without hesitation, you take the hint.
- >As the next song starts, the mare turns and notices you.
- >Holy shit!
- >Its Fluttershy!
- "Fluttershy, right? From Ponyville?"
- >"Y-you remember me!?"
- "I always remember a pretty face."
- >She blushes and looks away.
- "You look totally different than earlier though!"
- >"Oh, I just felt like going out tonght. Nothing s-special."
- "It looks great. You should go out more often." you smile.
- >As the song hits its stride, you cut the chit-chat and start to dance.
- >And good God, Fluttershy more than keeps up with you.
- >This girl knows what she's doing.
- >As the night draws to a close, you sit in a booth with Fluttershy.
- >It was a great night, and you're both tired out.
- >Her friends have left to go hang with the band, and you're too busy talking to the mare in front of you to care.
- >The lights come up, and you stand.
- "Can I drive you home?"
- >"Is that all?" she teases, a blush on her cheeks.
- >This mare is alright.
- ---
- >Tonight has been just perfect.
- >You never did get to thank those girls for everything.
- >But after the band's last set, they just disappeared.
- >Or maybe you were too busy with Anon to see them leave.
- >Oh well.
- >But now you're here with him, in his car.
- >You feel so cool, cruising through Canterlot with the windows down and the radio up.
- >Just hanging out with Anon.
- >But what do you do next?
- >You've never gotten even close to this far with a stallion before!
- >Oh Fluttershy, you should have listened to somepony other than Rarity.
- >She was such a tease to her stallions, but you really wanted to reel this one in!
- >He was smart and fashionable and cool...
- >...and he was nice to you. He was interested in you.
- >Oh what to do, what to do!
- >The car stops at a red light, and you look out the window.
- !!!
- >Its those three mares! And the stallions from the band!
- >They're sitting on a long bench outside a diner.
- >The stallions are sitting like Anon, and one of the girls winks at you before laying her head down on his leg.
- >She runs a hoof absently along the inside of the same leg.
- >The light turns green, and the stallions wave as you drive away.
- ....
- >You do exactly what the othe mare did.
- >It feels nice, you could fall asleep like this.
- >You jump a bit as he lays his hand on your withers and gently rubs up your neck.
- >It feels so nice, you drift off.
- ---
- >Damnit.
- >She fell asleep.
- >And you have no idea where to go next to get to this mare's apartment.
- >It isn't far from yours, so you just redirect and head home.
- >You'll sleep on the couch tonight, you guess.
- >In all honesty, when you go downtown, you're usually looking to get some.
- >Lord knows you don't have any inhibitions any more.
- >But no matter how choice that flank is, you're not the kind of guy to take advantage of a mare.
- >Looks like you won't be getting any tush tonight.
- >Back at your place, you carry the sleeping mare to your room and tuck her in.
- >In the closet you strip down to your boxers and throw on some pajama pants, then head for the couch.
- >Leaving an old 45 to play on the record player, you fall asleep.
- >In the morning, you wake up to the smell of breakfast.
- >With a groan you roll off the couch, and get to your feet.
- >In the kitchen you find yourself having a terrible case of morning wood.
- >Which is not helped by the sight before you.
- >Fluttershy singing to herself, shaking her flank in time as she cooks.
- >"Give me all your loving, all your hugs and kisses too~"
- [spoiler] It was a very ZZ Top weekend. [/spoiler]
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