demon anon 7

>you are twilight
>and you think you figured out how you came to be here rather than in your basement
>that clicking noise sounded familiar, but you aren't 100% positive of the source
>but no matter what or who the source of that clicking is, it got the food down perfectly
>it tastes exactly like the food at the resturaunt
so...is that it for the roleplaying, since we set up another date?
>you shift a bit in your uncomfortably moist seat
>"well, neither of us are done eating yet, so not quite yet. just say whats on your mind, and we'll see where the conversation goes"
this never occurred to me before, but.....having to clean the seats during estrus season in a resturaunt or any establishment with seating must be gross. do you think the cleaning crew draws straws, or take turns?
>anon gives you a blank look before giggling
>despite having only heard it for the first time yesterday, you love that sound
>maybe a little too much as the seat becomes just a bit more wet
>"dangerous territory with that thought there. the pers-...pony you're talking to might be weirded out by something like that. luckily i thought it was funny and thought provoking."
>she reaches over the table and boops you
>then wipes your face
>OH CELESTIA YOU'RE BL-....no that's ketchup
>why did your mind even go there?
>"napkins were invented for a reason, silly"
>anon licks the ketchup off her hoof
>th...that was on your face...
>and she ate it...
>u-unf
>"they probably take turns cleaning, since it would be unfair if someone kept drawing the short straw. that would probably lose them some of their cleaning staff."
>she finishes up the last of her burger and starts licking her lips
>that burger kind of smelled weird
what was that burger? i've tried everything they have on the menu here, but none of them smelled like that one.
>"it was a be-..."
>she cut herself off and now looks like she doens't want to answer the question
a be?
>"y...yes. a B. B stands for burger."


>"AAAAAANYWAY i think next time, i'll try immersing a little further. this was a good first time though. experience was gained and no rocks fell."
no rocks fell?
>you hate when she dodges questions
>regardless of your irritation you look up
>the ceiling is fully in tact with no stones anywhere in sight
of course no rocks fell. it's not like we're in a cave, anon. this is.....a resturaunt?...or is it still my basement?
>you ponder this while finishing your third burger
>with a glance out the window you realize there's nopony else out there
>or in here
>so probably your basement
i think i know how
>with a sweep of your hoof you motion to the whole place
this happened.
>the demon tilts her head and gives you a cute look
>at least you think its cute
>it probably wasn't meant to be
>"oh? how did this happen then?"
i'm not completely sure, but i have a hunch. discord? are you around?
>both you and anon look around during the several moments of silence that follow
>until a voice from outside the window catches your attention
>it sounds perfectly clear despite a pane of glass seperating you from the source
>not to mention it should be dirt there instead of what looks like outside
>"well hello twilight and
>air quotes
>""friend" what brings you two out to eat here today?
>which illicits a deadpan look from you
we started in my basement, discord.
>"i was in my thinking tree and thought "wouldn't my friend twilight sparkle love an unwarrented complete remodel of her basement with no prior warning?"
>he walks through the wall as if it wasn't there and sits next to you
>then makes a small "eugh" noise and scooches over
>you raise a brow and look at him
>then look down
>oh, right
>the seat is wet
>"was the food alright?"
it was. it tasted exactly like where my basement is pretending to be
>anonymous nods vigorously
>and discord beams at him


>"i am so glad to hear that. especially from you, anonymous. i had to travel through several dimensions to get the instructions on how to make it. nasty business, that burger."
>anon seems unsurprised that discord knows her name
>you on the other hoof
how did you know her name? you've never met.
>anon replies first
>"considering who he is, you're questioning how he knows something?"
>"well said my dear demon!"
>ignoring YET ANOTHER thing that anonymous knows without giving any good explanation as to how
>another thought pops into your head
>and you are thoroughly embarassed by it
have...you been spying on us?
>""spying" is such a negative term, twilight. i would call it....secretly watching."
>again, anonymous doesn't seem too surprised
THAT DOESN'T MAKE IT ANY BETTER DISCORD!
>he drapes his talon over your shoulder
>"come now, twilight. you didn't think that you trying to summon a demon wouldn't catch the attention of others? well, specifically me. once i caught wind of what you were doing, i had to make sure my friend didn't get in over her little princess head."
>he pinches your cheek gently
you...were watching the whole time?
>"i gave the two of you your privacy when you needed it. i'm not some pervert, twilight. i thought you knew me better."
>his paw disattaches and walks along his arms onto your muzzle
>then it floats in the air and boops you
>scrunch
>anonymous looks like she's pondering something
>"from what you've seen, you don't think i'm dangerous do you?"
>"not at all. at least not in intention. you're plenty dangerous because of what you can do. but so is twilight here."
>he turns into a cast iron pot adorned with his head
>"and me saying that is like the pot calling the kettle black"
>anon looks at her coat
>"wouldn't be untrue though. in reference to the metaphor."


>discord turns back into himself
>"glad you caught that. i do so love double entendres. now, i would love to stay and chat, but i know you two have some.....things to do"
>turning his head to you he winks twice then nudges your side with his elbow twice as well
>anon laughs as she replies
>"say no more say no more"
>discord smiles at anon again
>"i can tell you and i are going to get along great, anonymous. as i was saying, i won't keep you two long...however..."
>his gaze becomes more serious as he looks at anon
>"i have something that i would like to talk to you about in private, my little pony."
>his head swivels on his neck and he looks at you expectantly
you can't just come in here and tell me to leave, discord!
>"but i can, and i did."
>angry face
fine. but i need to talk to anon alone before you do!
>"that's fine."
>he floats into the air with his back down then kicks as if he were swimming
>and swims to the other side of the room
>once he's out of earshot you whisper to your demon
discord is my friend, but i don't trust him all that much. he can be....
>she replies with the same volume you do
>"underhooved?"
yes. just keep that in mind when you're talking to him. and don't keep me waiting too long.
>nearly involuntarily, you bite your lip
i'll be in the bedroom.
>as you get up, you become more aware of how slimy your backside is from sitting in your own mare fluids
>doesn't matter, you can get your juice wherever you want.
>it's your castle
>spike will clean it later
>as you start to go up the stairs you give discord a disapproving look
>and he gives you a warm smile with a hint of smugness underlying it