Counseling on a Pfriday part 2 [talking] (Anon, Dazzlings, m

> The first thing you did when you and your son got home was to banish him to the bathroom
> If he wants to spring this kind of stuff on you, he gets the dirty jobs
> As for yourself, you rush around the front room, putting things away
> Your feelings about your son's plans aside, you were taught to present a clean home to guests
> For that and other reasons, Anon Jr's room is off limits
> You have a bag of trash in your hand when the phone rings
> You set the bag down with a sigh, and answer the phone
"Hello?"
> "Hello, Dr. Anon? I hear your son is planning a sleepover for tonight. An interesting guest list too."
> Your blood runs cold at Principal Celestia's voice
"I intend to kick them out around ten, to be honest."
> "Might I offer an alternative?"
> What
"What? I mean, what do you have in mind?"
> "I believe we should encourage a certain amount of normal behavior with the Dazzlings. To that end, Luna and I volunteer as chaperones to Junior's little get-together."
> That is... odd
"Ma'am, I-"
> "Please, call me Celestia."
> You swallow
"Celestia. I don't think teenage boys and girls sleeping over is normal behavior, let alone behavior to encourage."
> There's silence on the line for a long moment
> "...I do have another reason for our coming to the sleepover."
> Your heart speeds up, adrenalin coursing through your system
> "There was a time when Luna refused to go to school."
> Oh, not what you were thinking
> Good?
"Oh?"
> "Let's just say that we had a rivalry, and I was winning. The last straw was when her last friend left her to join the popular kids. She withdrew to her room, and for what seems like a thousand years, we didn't see much of each other."
"Even though you lived in the same home?"
> "I wasn't exactly eager to interact with her either. At first, I resented her. After a while though, I just didn't know how to apologize. It had been too long, and we were both set in our ways. To make a long story short, we reconciled, but much of Luna's youth was spent in isolation. She's never even gone to a sleepover."
> Ah
"Hence your offer."
> "Hence my offer."
> You rub your face with one hand, and sigh
"Looks like we're going to have a sleepover after all."
> "Thank you, Dr. Anon."
"Please, call me Anon."
> She laughs
> "Thank you, Anon. See you at seven."
"Right, see you then."
> The phone clicks and you chuckle ruefully
> You get the feeling this night is going to spiral out of control, and you don't know whether or not you want it to
> Well, one thing's for sure
"Junior! The Principal and the Vice Principle are going to be chaperoning."
> He appears at the top of the stairs, and gives you two thumbs up
> "Getting two glasses of milf, very impressive."
> You roll your eyes
"Uh huh. You might want to reconsider your porn viewing plans."
> He smiles winsomely
> "Aren't you going to, ahem, distract them by that time?"
"Son, I'm going to be backing them up on the no porn front."
> "Shit."
"Speaking of which, you better leave that bathroom spotless, my bosses may end up using it."
> Anon Jr. salutes, and returns to his labor
"Wait, are they expecting dinner?"
> His head pops around the corner
> "Don't worry, I ordered pizza in advance. We should be good."
"Thinking ahead, I like it."
> He grins and disappears around the corner
> You gaze into the dinning room
> You better get back to work too

> Pizza boxes in the oven
> Public rooms spic and span
> You're as ready as you'll ever be
> Door bell rings
> You open the door to find Celestia and Luna
"Welcome to my home."
> Celestia smiles and hands you a bottle of cream soda
> "Thank you for having us. In lieu of wine, we thought soda would be appropriate."
"Indeed it is. Please, come in and have a seat, I'll join you in a minute."
> You pass by the living room on your way to the kitchen
> Anon Jr is sitting stiffly in the recliner, a nervous smile on his face
> Heh
> You put the soda away and return to the living room
> The sisters have chosen the loveseat, so you take the spare chair off to the side
> Luna nods at you
> "Your home is much cleaner than I expected. I applaud your efforts."
"Thank you?"
> "Sister!" Celestia hisses
> Luna tilts her head to the side
> "Is it not impressive? Two males, living alone, and yet there are no socks nor used tissues to be found."
> Celestia smiles weakly
> "Very impressive. So, Anon! How are things at work?"
"Pretty good. Aside from three notable cases, people have been getting along rather well. I do wonder if all the unusual events have unified the student body more than what otherwise might be."
> Celestia relaxes a bit, and nods in agreement
> "I'm not sure why the school is such a magical locus, but I can't complain about the results."
> The door bell rings
"Junior, would you like to get that?"
> He jumps up, keen to escape the relatively boring conversation
> The three adults shamelessly eavesdrop
> Anon Jr opens the door
> "Welcome, ladies, to the anonapalooza!"
> Sonata giggles, Adagio murmurs a thank you, and Aria grunts
> The girls settle on the couch with stilted pleasantries to the adults
> An awkward silence descends
> Sonata gazes at you, then your son
> "Soooo...are we gonna watch the porn or what?"
> Aria facepalms
> Adagio covers Ms. Dusk's mouth, laughing nervously
> "What she meant was...ah, "
> Anon Jr. sits stock still in fear
> Luna raises her eyebrows and smiles at him politely
> "Oh, how interesting. What's the title?"
> Principal Celestia shoots you a panicked look
"I don't think that pornography would really be appropriate, considering the group..."
> The vice-principal tilts her head
> "Why not? We are all adults, except for your son. From what I have gathered, he is the one who recommended it, so the damage is done. Am I missing something?"
> Her confidence fell a bit in that last sentence, and she seems almost fragile in some way
> You'll have to be gentle
"The fact remains, they are students and we are in positions of power over them. It would not be appropriate to expose them to eroticism in our presence, and we shouldn't leave them alone for such a morally questionable activity."
> You can see her thinking this over
> Then Adagio crosses her legs and leans forward with an earnest smile
> "Dr. Anon, you are thinking of this in the wrong way. You've said that you would do your best to earn our trust, and that we could trust you. What better way to build on that, than by sharing secret but harmless confidences?"
"My sexual preferences are not harmless little secrets. I also spoke of respecting boundaries, but it looks like the principle didn't sink in."
> Adagio leans back in mock alarm
> "Your preferences aren't harmless? I'm sorry, but now we are morally obligated to find out about your dangerous fetishes that you struggle to keep secret. Don't you agree, Principal Celestia?"
> Your boss opens her mouth, but Luna speaks first
> "Is it pedophilia? Or maybe non-con? Furries? What are you hiding, Doctor?"
> You close your eyes and pinch the bridge of your nose
"My preferences are not dangerous. It's just a bad idea for students to know things like that about their teachers or counselors. Honestly, I'm sure my tastes are no more eccentric than yours."
> Celestia glances apprehensively between Luna and you
> Perhaps another voice of reason will join the discussion
> "In that case, I think we must see your pornography."
> Or not
> You try to keep the hurt off your face, but some of it must have showed
> Celestia smiles a little helplessly at you
> "Don't misunderstand, it's because I trust that it won't be terrible. It's a little unorthodox, but I do think the Dazzlings would benefit from understanding you on more equal terms. After all, you are quite aware of their sexual preferences."
> Sonata has the decency to blush
> Aria is merely bored
> Adagio is nodding along seriously
> Junior is looking at you like you are some sort of god
> Luna is clearly bewildered at the fuss
"Alright, alright. Who am I to blow against the wind? Go for it, son."
> Junior lurches into action, pulling a blank DVD case from his backpack and putting the disk on the tray
> So much for having a normal sleepover.