SVTFOE (SkyXAnon) Chapter 5: Into The Night Sky

>Night was starting to creep in as the park began to empty of the day’s inhabitants, but you didn’t care. It was just you and Sky, sitting on a park bench, hands together while you waited in the dusk. Just the two of you... talking, laughing, sharing stories about your lives. It was great to finally get out of your room for once, and for good reason, too. Sky was wonderful. Star wasn’t kidding, they really were similar. Mind blowingly similar. But Sky’s life experience, being the older sister, dealing with the fallout of her past mistakes, it all had emboldened her. You could tell that this girl suffered, and suffered greatly, and that is something you can really empathize with. But despite all of her hardships, that playful, childlike demeanor remained beneath... Yep, the same one her sister so proudly displays. At first glance, you’d assume the Butterfly sisters were stupid, but looks can be deceiving. Sure, they were both a little clueless, a tad bit airy at times, but somehow, neither of them cease to surprise you. They both know a lot, certainly more than their behavior lets on. But something about Sky seemed… off. There was one major difference between Star and Sky. There was something more going on here. Something you couldn’t quite put your finger on.
*SPLASH*
AHHHH!
>”Hey! Anon, are you feeling alright?”
What the fuck St-...I mean, Sky! Sorry, I’m too used to being assaulted by your sister. What’d you do that for!?
>”I asked you if you saw those lights over there and you just kept staring past me looking all creepy and stuff? And then I asked if you were alright and you kept staring like that? And then I poured a capful of water on your head. And now we’re here.”
Hmmm, interesting. Uhh which lights again?
>Sky motions towards the edge of the park, where it seems like where most of the evening activity has concentrated.
Ohhhhh! Those...lights...
>Well for starters, Star and Sky obviously looked different right? Or did they? Was Sky taller? Was Star a little skinnier? You honestly couldn’t tell, you’ve never seen them together before. Hmmm… that’s not it though, it's something else that’s missing. What the hell is it? This is going to bug you all night unless you can figure this out. What’s missing!?
>”Uhhh? Spacing out again? Yohooooooo. Anon? Anon!”
>You feel a sudden pressure, followed by a pleasant tickling sensation on your neck and back. Warm breath laps at your earlobe, snapping you out of your thoughts.
>”Hey.”
>Goosebumps. Electricity. What was that angelic voice whispering in your ear? Wait, where did Sky go? She was right in front of you and now, oh… Now her chin is perched on your neck. You can feel her tiny frame hugging you from behind. You feel her breath tickle the tiny hairs on the back your neck as her noodly arms wrap around your midsection. You turn to meet her gaze. She’s just inches away from you with a cute little triumphant smile on her face.
>”Wow, that got your attention.”

>Sky giggles as she pulls her head off your shoulder. You miss the sensation instantly. You miss the way her warm hair draped over your back, insulating you from the breezy night air. You miss her delicate, feminine scent. It was... An oddly familiar one. Come to think of it, Sky and Star sort of smelled similarly.  Sort of spicy but sweet, like cinnamon, or nutmeg perhaps? No, definitely cinnamony. But Sky’s was more… perfumey? Flowery as well? Whatever it was, it was making your head spin. All you can think of is ways to get closer to her again. Invasive thoughts keep breaking through to the forefront of your mind.  You feel an insatiable urge to wrap your arms around her...Bury your face into that long golden mane of hair… Kiss her delicate skin from shoulder to shoulder, ever so slowly parting her dress straps aside, exposing her smooth, pale, naked shoulders to the glow of the moonlig-
“You ok Anon? Seems like you’re lost in thought again.”
Ahh-ahaaaa yea St-SKY! Sorry, I was just uhh, thinking about something!
>”Are you still comparing and contrasting Star and I?”
Ww-what!? No. N-not at all. I umm. W-why would you ask that?
>”Hehehe, you’re a riot, Anon. I only say that because you keep mentioning her, like, over and over and over again. Like, five or six times?”
What? Noooo, nooo, I... I don’t remember that.
>”You sure Anon? I don’t knooooww. You certainly seemed kinda...fixated on her during our conversation.”
>Uh oh. This is bad, did you just completely gloss over and sperg about Star the entire time!? You can’t even properly remember, everything seemed to be going so well. Fuck! This is completely typical, you finally get a shot at getting a pretty girl and you’ve already regressed into a bumbling ape. You can’t even recall the last few hours, you were too busy floating on cloud nine!
>”Aww, c’mon, don’t make that face, you look like someone just kicked your laser puppy. I don’t care if you have a crush on my sister, Anon.”
W-WHAT!?
>OH GOD THIS IS REALLY BAD. Great... Now she thinks you’re going after her little sister like some kind of pervy degenerate. Could this night go any worse? You almost thought you weren’t going to fuck this one up.
>”No really! It's not a big deal, I mean, I’m just messing with you anyway Anon! I know you don’t REALLY have a crush on my sister, haha! I mean, I admire her alot too, don’t worry. She’s a really sweet little sister and I love her to death!”
W-well, uh-
>”Relax Anon, don’t freak out, I’m just teasing ya, big guy.”
>Oh… oh. Man, Sky really is something else. She’s kinda evil actually. I mean, teasing you about being hopelessly sexually attracted to her younger sister, even that wasn’t off limits! What a wicked sense of humor. Wait...she didn’t even mention that at all. Uh oh.
Ohhhh hahaha! Well, you certainly got me there, Sky! Ahhhhaaaaa! Whew lad. That’s a umm, a good ol’ fashioned knee slapper. I mean, me having a crush on your younger sister!? That’d be like, weird alright.
>”Y-yea! Totally, I was just kidding of course. Haaaa. I’m a big ol joker just like my little sis.”
Yea! You and your sister certainly like to kid around alot.  Wooo... ahhah…Soooo. About those lights?
>Sky couldn’t even look at you. She was too busy staring at her shoes with a cute blush plastered on her face.
>SHOES! That was it! Sky wears shoes instead of boots… no… well, that is something different, but, nah, it’s gotta be something else. Though, it was nice to see some ankle action once in awhile. And Sky doesn’t seem to wear leggings. There, out in plain view, were her silky smooth, deliciously pale legs; tantalizing you for every moment you spend staring at them. Oh shit, you’re spacing out again.
>”Oh! Yeayeayea! The lights, those...things! Um, those lights. Over there. In uhh…that...direction”
>At least it seemed you were both spilling spaghetti now. It was almost comforting in a weird way. Strangely, it made you like her even more. Its nice to not be the only fuck-up. You’re still unsure about whether that’s a good thing or bad thing. But at least you weren’t the type who’d spend time overthinking it or anything. Right?
Ohh! Yea, the lights over there? That looks like a carnival or something.
>*gasp!*
>”A carnival!? Right now!? AWESOME!! I love carnivals! C’mon c’mon c’mon! Let’s go, Anon!”
I don’t know Sky, are you SUUREEAAAAHH!!!!!!!!!!!
>It feels like you’ve been thrown out of a slingshot. You can’t even begin to keep up with this girl, she’s just dragging you along like you’re made out of paper. Those noodly arms and legs you were eyeing before are now pulling you along at a speed faster than you’re even comfortable with. Damn, for such a wiry looking girl, Sky sure has some strength. Must be that Mewman biology. If you planted your feet right now, you’d probably just topple over onto your face. Seems you don’t have to worry though, if this keeps up, you’re going to trip and be kissing the asphalt in record time. All you have to do, is keep moving your feet, KEEP...NO! Focus Anon...FOCUS!
>”We’re almost there! C’mon Anon!”
Sky, Wai---!
*SLAM*


Uuuhhhnnnnggg… is… this heaven? Am I dead?
>Well, at least it was grass you were kissing. It was much softer than concrete. Fescue tasted better than your own teeth, that was for sure. You glance up to find Sky kneeling beside you.
>”You alright champ?”
>She gives your hand a squeeze. You just now realize you’re still holding her hand. She catapults you back to your feet with little effort. You’ll have to remind yourself never to get on this girl’s bad side. She was obviously way stronger than you, strong enough to overpower you with ease… It was actually kinda hot, in a strange way… Nope, what are you thinking!? Weirdo.
Uggh, do you have a napkin or something? I think I’ve got grass stains on my eyelids.
>”pppphhhhHH!! hahahahaa!!! Hahahaahahah!!!”
Aww cmon Sky! What’s so funny?
>”You... Haahaha, I’m sorry Anon, I got carried away again. You just look so cute right now. ”
>Cute? You’re pretty sure you’ve got grass in places it shouldn’t be, your face is covered in dirt, and she still thinks you’re cute?
Wow, she’s a keeper.
>”W-W-what?”
>Annnnd you just said that aloud.
Uhh, nevermind about that, you got that nap-
>Before you can finish, Sky throws a tiny handkerchief in your face, vigorously scrubbing the soil and grass off your face.
Ow! Ow!! Not so rough.
>”Aww cmon Anon, I barely rubbed hard at all.”
Did anyone ever tell you you’re way stronger than you look?
>Sky’s concerned, almost maternal look turns to one of adorable embarrassment. Her face begins to glow with a cute little blush again.
>”Ahheheh….umm, yea, a couple times?”
>You grab her hand again. She locks eyes with you as her blush deepens even further.
C’mon, let's go Sky. We’ve only got a couple hours, and I still want to win you a stuffed animal or something.
>She gives you another toothy, blushed smile. My god, this girl was cute.
>”Alright Nonny.”
I thought we agreed not to call me that.
>You could only give her your best shit eating grin.
>”I’m pretty sure I never agreed to anything, actually.”
Yea yea, c’mon wild girl, you haven’t lived until you’ve tried one of these churros. They’ve got “cinnamony goodness!”

*BANG! BANG! BANG!*

>”HAHAHAH!! YEAAA! ANOTHER BULLSEYE FOR SKY! WOOOOO! YEAAAA! SUCK IT ANON!”
How the hell are you even doing this well?
>”What’s the matter, I thought you said these games are rigged”
THEY ARE RIGGED!
>”Nahhh you just throw like a cutesy little princess.”
HEY! WIPE THAT GRIN OFF YOUR FACE! I do NOT! I just don’t have inhuman bug strength like you Butterflies do.
>”Hey! We are NOT bugs, ok! That’s like, racist or something!”
What was that? I only heard “Bzz bzz bzz!”
>”Oh I’m sorry Anon, I can’t hear you over this MOUNTAIN OF PRIZES BETWEEN US! You’ll have to speak up!”
Well I-
>”That I won, solely, all by myself, by the way, thank you very much. So *PHHHHPPHTT* on you!!”
How dare you!? I won you that badass polar bear over there.
>”You mean that little tiny one?”
IT’S NOT TINY!
>”It is compared to my LIFESIZE STUFFED POLAR BEAR GRAND PRIZE WINNER, MR BEARINGSTON POLARCLAW HIMSELF!”
First of all, his name isn’t “Polarclaw” ok? Its Sir Bearingston Selmy, first of his name. And secondly, that’s not even a stuffed animal Sky, I’m pretty sure this guy daylights as a taxidermist.
>”A polar bear taxidermist? Isn’t that a little...ya know…absurd?”
Really? This coming from a literal princess that can shapeshift into a crazy six winged, six armed magical insect?
>”Hmm, fair point there, Anon.”
>To your surprise, Sky suddenly throws herself onto your back, and you reflexively catch her in your arms.
>”C’mon, noble steed, you still owe me like, a dozen churros. You shoulda stopped doubling down after you lost the first time.”
Noble steed!? Damn it! And by the way, I still think you hustled me. I oughta let you have it!
>”hahaha, alright tough guy, what are you gonna do about it huh?”
>You can feel Sky’s tiny frame shake against your back as she lets out her cute little giggles.
So uhh, what are you gonna do with all those prizes? What about Sir Bearingston?
>”That is NOT HIS NAME! YOU ADDRESS HIM CORRECTLY ANON!”
NO! YOU RESPECT HIS DAMN TITLE! HE’S NOT A “MR”, ITS SIR! SIR BEARINGSTON!
>You seem to be drawing the attention of the crowd, but you don’t care, this is probably the most fun you’ve had in a decade. Overjoyed from all the fun you were having, Sky decides to share her newfound wealth with the nearby crowd of kids.
>”Hey you kids! FREE PRIZES! TAKE ALL YOU CAN HOLD! FREEE! FREEEE!!!!!”
>A chorus of kids scream in joy as they barrel past you, fighting each other for Sky’s hoard of prizes. You turn behind you to see Sky with a triumphant look on her face, showboating for the crowd. But what’s that? Hmm, seems like she’s holding something under her arm.
Hey...what’s that you got there?
>”Oh this? This is our son, Beary “The Burn” Bearstein. Don’t you remember?”
>So she did keep your gift after all, in fact, it's the only one she kept. She seriously gave up a badass giant polar bear statue and an entire stand worth of prizes and instead, kept your dainty little thing you won her. Damn, if you aren’t careful, you may fall in love with this girl.
>”C’mon Anon! Hyah! TO THE CHURRO STAND! Our son is getting cranky! He needs delicious cinnamon sugary goodness, stat!”
OW! Watch it! That’s my kidneys you’re kicking there!
>”Sorry noble stee-AAAHH!!”
>You break out into a frenzied run. You reckon you might as well give Sky a proper ride from her “noble steed”. She turns back for a final look at her grand prize.
>”Awww! Nooo!!! Mr. Bearingston! Mama has to go now!! I’ll never forget youuuuuuuuu!!!!”