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- >Today was a busy day at Sugarcube Corner
- >The Cakes had asked you to help Pinkie with baking and decorating treats for a party they would be catering, as they had to attend Pumpkin and Pound's Kindergarten open house
- >Of course you agreed
- >Not just for the pay
- >But for her
- >Pinkie let out a small giggle, bringing you back to reality
- >"C'mon, stop recapping inside your head. We got brownies to bake!"
- >Yep, that's Pinkie
- >Everything was going smoothly until about noon
- >That's when you were hit with a huge lunch rush
- >By 2 o'clock, you must have had at least 20 customers, all craving pastry and pastry accessories
- >Pinkie's signature energy levels were quickly dropping
- >You both took turns managing the register and getting that order filled
- >Finally, the last batch of strawberry tarts were in the oven
- >Glancing at the clock, you saw it was 6
- "Welp, closing time."
- >Walking towards the window, you flip the sign to "closed"
- >Turning around, you saw Pinkie as you never have before
- >Tired
- >Kneeling by her side, you ask
- "You okay?"
- >She flashes her trademark smile, albeit pained
- >"Yeah... j-just a little tired..."
- >A little?
- >"Still, I can't believe we got the entire order done AND survived the most vicious lunch rush EVER!"
- >She waves her arms for emphasis
- >Chuckling at her outburst, you glance at her shirt
- >Completely covered in flour, icing, jelly, and who knows what that blue stuff is
- "I'd say it's time for a bath."
- >Pinkie giggles and nods
- >"Yeppers! Not only do I look like the entire kitchen threw up on me, I'm also super hot and sweaty!"
- >S-Sweaty?
- >Well, those sneakers look pretty hot
- >Y'know, temperature wise
- >Maybe you could...
- >NO! BAD BRAIN! We don't perv on our friends!
- >"Hey, you okay?"
- >Pinkie's talking! Say something!
- "Huh? O-Oh yeah, I'm fine."
- >"You sure? 'Cuz you look like you were thinking about something really hard. And your face is kinda red, too."
- >Placing your hand over your cheek, you quickly turn away
- "Oh, y'know, hot."
- >"Oh, I DO know! I'm hot ALL over! Especially my feet!"
- >!!!!!!
- "T-That so?"
- >"Hmm-mm! But that's what'cha get when you're on them all day! Stinky, sweaty, smelly..."
- "Pinkie..."
- >"...cheesy, funky..."
- "Pinkie!"
- >"...slimy feet!"
- "PINKIE!"
- >She blinks a couple of times before a frown begins forming
- >"Oh, sorry. Did I gross you out?"
- >Far from it
- "Nah, you were just talking, uh, too loud. Say, I gotta use the bathroom."
- >"Okey Dokey Lokey!"
- >While in the bathroom, you splash some cold water on your face and try to calm down
- >The coolness feels refreshing against your warm skin
- >A quick glance in the mirror reveals a small blush that refuses to leave your cheeks
- >With your urges under control, you head back to the lobby
- "Alright, Pinks, what do you say w-"
- >The sentence dies in your throat, as Pinkie sat on the couch reading a magazine...
- >With her feet up on the couch arm and her shoes off...
- >Her pink tipped socked toes wiggle slightly as you walk up to her
- >She glances up from the page
- >"Everything come out okay?" she jokes
- >Simply giving a nod, Pinkie continues
- >"I was just resting for a little bit. Hey! Once we're done cleaning, you wanna go over to Applejack's? Of course, it was pretty hot today... I bet AJ is even more hot and tired than we are!"
- >She lets out a quick gigglesnort
- >You hadn't even thought of AJ
- >Pinkie might get a little sweaty
- >But Applejack... unf...
- >Luckily, Pinkie had gone back to reading her magazine and you were able to compose yourself before she looks back up
- >"So? You wanna?"
- "Sure, don't see why we can't."
- >"Great!"
- >After cleaning up the kitchen, Pinkie went to go freshen up
- >Soon, you were on your way to Sweet Apple Acres
- >By the time you reach the farm, a beautiful sunset dances across the sky
- >Is Celestia or Luna responsible for those?
- >Oh well
- >Through the orange light, you can make out a figure carrying something into the barn
- >Must be Appajak
- >No one works after sunset but her
- >As you and Pinkie approach the barn, a voice can be heard
- >"Phew! What a scorcher! Can't believe Ah got it done mahself, no thanks t'Mac... And then that incident with Rainb-"
- >Applejack's eyes widen as she sees Pinkie standing there
- >She is also blushing
- >"Oh! Uh, howdy Pinkie. Wasn't expectin' any vis-"
- >Suddenly, her eyes shift to you
- >"Anon!"
- >She desperately tries to remove the wrinkles from her shirt
- >"So, uh, what brings y'all out here?"
- >"To see you, silly!"
- >"Shoot, sugarcube. That was mighty sweet of ya, but Ah'm not really up fer entertain'."
- >Pinkie's eyes start watering
- >"W-Why? Are you hurt? DID I DO SOMETHING WRONG?!"
- >"No, no! Nothin' like that! Ah'm just tired, is all."
- >Her blush seemed to deepen
- >"And Ah'm not all that fresh..."
- >AJ is right, she doesn't exactly smell like roses
- "C'mon, AJ, you don't smell that bad."
- >That seems to calm her down a bit
- >"Really? Heh. Well, if ya say so, Anon."
- >Clearing her throat, Applejack asks
- >"So what'id y'all have in mind?"
- >Pinkie fidgets with her hair while thinking
- >"Hmm, I know! Anon should pick!"
- "Me?"
- >"Sure, sugarcube! 'Sides, neither of us have let ya get a word in since ya got here."
- >You lightly scratch your chin
- "Well, we're all pretty tired. How about a picnic?"
- >Just then, Applejack's stomach growls
- >"Whoo! Ya must'a read mah mind!"
- >"Or your stomach!" Pinkie added
- >"Ah'll just run in an' grab some snacks an' lemonade."
- >"No need!"
- >Pinkie shakes her head and assorted baked goods fly out of her curls
- "Don't suppose you got a blanket in there?"
- ...
- >After the blanket had been placed, the three of you began enjoying the treats, breathing in the refreshing night air
- >Well, maybe not THAT refreshing
- >Pinkie never showered, only changed her clothes
- >And Applejack just got done working
- >Speaking of AJ, she was saying something
- >"Whooee, mah dog's are barkin.' Y'all mind if Ah take these boots off?"
- >!
- "I-If you want."
- >AJ reached down and began tugging on her boots
- >You could swear you hear a squelching noise as both boots slide off her overworked feet
- >Her dingy socks are quick to disappear next
- >Feeling the cool breeze between her wriggling toes, Applejack sighs in relief
- >"Ah~... You would not believe how much sweat collects in those," she frankly comments
- >The smell of stale sweat hits you square in the face
- >Pinkie, however, doesn't seem too bothered
- >"That's funny. I was just telling Anon earlier how stinky, sweaty, smelly, cheesy, funky, and slimy MY feet get after a long day, too!"
- >"Oh? Did he run screamin'?"
- >"Nope! He just got really red and then went to the bathroom."
- >pinkie what r u doin
- >"Red?"
- >"Uh-huh! Kinda like right now!"
- >Pinkie points to your face
- >pinkie stahp
- "I was just hot."
- >Applejack's eyelids drop
- >"Whad'ya do in that bathroom, sugarcube?"
- >Crap
- >Applejack isn't as naive as Pinkie, it seems
- >"Applejack! You don't ask what others do in the bathroom! That's private!"
- "Y-Yeah..."
- >AJ chuckles
- >"Yeah, yer right. Sorry."
- >She turns her head to face you
- >"Say, Anon, mah feet are jus' killin' me. Don't suppose you'd be a gentleman an' rub 'em fer me?"
- >She practically shoves her foot in your face, with a predatory grin quickly forming on her own
- >Okay, calm down
- >AJ is just teasing
- >Don't give her what she wants
- "Yes, Miss Jacqueline." you say, putting on your best snobby butler accent
- >Taking her foot in hand, you soon realize she wasn't exaggerating
- >Her foot is sticky with dry sweat, with little specks of dirt littered around
- >Other than those imperfections, her feet look fine
- >No blisters, no sores, nothing
- >Another feature would be their size, easily a women's size 12
- >"Ahem."
- >Your blood freezes as you realize you have not been very subtle with your examination
- >"If yer dun gawkin', Ah'd like mah massage."
- "Heh, sorry."
- >"It's rude t'stare, y'know."
- >You start the massage by kneading your thumbs into her ball where most of the tension is
- >AJ lets out a small moan of pleasure
- >"Wow, this feels really go-ahhh!~"
- >Your thumb must have hit a sore tendon
- >Sliding down, you begin on her arch
- >"Ooh! That looks really fun! Can I have a turn? Can I? Can I?!"
- >Pinkie was oblivious as usual
- "Soon as I'm done with AJ here."
- >Applejack's heel is a little rough, but still manageable
- >Once done with her right foot, you give her left some love too
- >Pinkie is literally jumping up and down as she waited
- >Finally finished, you placed both feet in your lap
- >"Whooo~ Ah'm sleepin' good t'night! Thanks, sugarcube."
- >She then discreetly pushes down on your crotch with her left foot
- >"Ah might jus' have t'keep ya around."
- >There's that grin
- >But she is also blushing
- >"Okay, she's done! My turn!"
- >Pinkie practically shoves AJ off the blanket
- "All right. Let's get those shoes off."
- >"Don't worry, they already are!"
- >Looking down, her feet were indeed bare
- "But you just..."
- >Oh wait, it's Pinkie. Duh.
- >Pinkie's feet are notably smaller than AJ's
- >More dainty, too
- >And they smelled... sweet?
- >She must have stepped in something back at the bakery
- >Time to get started
- >You apply pressure to the ball as you did AJ
- >Pinkie's foot is a lot softer and you're able to really knead the skin
- >"Ooooh~ I didn't know it felt this good~"
- >Pinkie is practically purring, much to your amusement
- >Looking over at Applejack, you see her grin has vanished
- >In its place is a slightly annoyed frown
- >Is she mad?
- >>Is she... jealous?
- >After another five minutes of Pinkie's cooing, the massage is over
- >She looks up at you with sleepy eyes
- >"Mmm, that was really nice. Thanks."
- >Her once excited, loud voice is replaced by a calm, soft one
- ...
- >After polishing off the rest off the treats, the three of you decide to call it a night
- >After packing up, the girls step back into their footwear
- >Pinkie gave a weary smile as she starts towards Sugarcube Corner
- "You going to bed?"
- >"Yeah, all that baking has left me pooped."
- >Applejack lets out a yawn
- >"Think Ah'll turn in, too."
- "Alright. See you girls in the morning."
- >After saying goodbyes, you are about to head home when AJ brushes by you, grazing your leg with her boot as she passes
- >"Don't let them bedbugs bite, sugarcube."
- >Now you are alone
- >Might as well get some sleep
- >As you walk home, you have an eerie feeling that you're being watched
- >Eh, you're just tired
- ...
- >KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
- "Wuzzat?"
- >KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
- >"Anon! Get your lazy butt down here!"
- >That raspy, tomboyish voice can only belong to one Miss Rainbow Dash
- >Groaning, you throw on a pair of pants and head downstairs
- "What is it, Dash?"
- >Opening the front door, you see... not Dash
- >Instead, it's some dykey looking girl with snow white hair, purple highlights and leather... everything
- >Dash is standing next to her
- >"Anon, I'd like you to meet my old buddy, Gilda!"
- >"Sup?"
- >"See, me 'n Gilda were tight during flight school. Afterwards, we kinda lost touch until she found me in town a couple years ago. She... didn't exactly get along with my friends here... but she's cool now! Right, Gilds?"
- >'Gilds' picks her teeth
- >"Huh? Oh yeah, sure."
- >She then flicks what was on her finger
- "Uh-huh... How long did you say she was staying?"
- >"A whole month! Isn't that awesome?!"
- >Marvelous
- "Well, it's nice to, uh, finally meet you. I'm Anonymous, but you can call me An-"
- >"We don't have time for your weird name, Anon! I gotta tell everyone Gilda's back!"
- >Dash runs off to the town square
- >You begin closing your door, but Gilda stops you with her boot
- "What the hell?"
- >"Listen, dweeb, the only reason I'm wasting my time with you is because I saw you in the field last night."
- >!!
- "Field? I don't..."
- >Gilda grins
- >"I also saw what you three were doing."
- >!!!!!!
- "Fine, you caught me. I was-"
- >"And how much you hated it!"
- >What
- "What."
- >"You should have seen the look on your face! So embarrassed! So disgusted!"
- >Gilda is nearly in tears from laughing
- >"Seriously, how much did they pay you?"
- "Pay?"
- >"Of course, dweeb. No one would willingly touch someone else's nasty ass feet."
- >Gilda must not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but hey, your secret's safe
- >Well, you're pretty sure Applejack knows now
- >"So you did it for free? What a nice guy." she says in a mocking tone
- "Is there a point to this little story?"
- >"The point is, Nice Guy, I know how to make your life miserable."
- "And that is...?"
- >Grinning deviously, Gilda raises one foot and stomps down
- >A faint squelching noise is heard within the boot
- >"That."
- >Don't you dare boner...
- >Gilda sees the look on your face and laughs
- >"Aw, shaking in your boots already. More like MY boots."
- >You decide to play along
- "Why are you doing this? I don't even know you!"
- >"But you know Dash. Last time, that pink-haired idiot almost ruined what me and Dash had. That's not happening again."
- "Hey! Where the hell do you get off talking about Pinkie that way?!"
- >Gilda sneers
- >"So you're friends with her? This is gonna be even more fun!"
- >Shit. Shouldn't have said that
- >"I'm going to make your little girlfriend pay soon. Bur for now, you better stay away."
- >You start to say something, but Dash's voice rings out
- >"Gilda? Gilda where'd you go?!"
- >Gilda turns her head to the sound of the voice
- >"Er, coming, Dash!"
- >She turns back to face you
- "Remember, dweeb; stay away."
- >With that, she begins walking toward Dash's call
- >"Oh, and nice body."
- >Huh?
- >Oh yeah, you forgot your shirt
- >Four long weeks...
- >This is bad
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