From Hell To Home 7

>Be Anon
>It was another lazy Friday
>After a long, wonderful day at work you found yourself sitting on your an Sunset's couch
>Your bacon haired roommate was sitting next to you
>Both of you had your feet propped up on the coffee table in front of you
>Between your feet laid an empty pizza box
>You were splayed out on the couch as much as your large frame allowed, a bowl of popcorn in your lap and your eyes glued to the TV
>Sunset had her side pressed against yours, her head resting on your shoulder
>A large, bright pink cup was nestled between her thighs
>There was the mother of all curly straws coming from the cup that made it all the way up to Sunset's face
>She was sipping on the cup's contents, staring at the TV with the same unflinching attention at you were
>Other than the TV and the sounds of hot air being pushed through the vents, the apartment was completely silent
>Not that you minded
>You were warm, your belly was full, and you had a pretty girl drapping herself all over you
>So, all-in-all, it was a pretty good night
>Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Sunset let go of her straw
>She licked her lips, taking a deep breath and she shifted her weight on the couch
>"This movie is awful," she said to no one in particular
>You nodded
"Yeah, it is pretty awful," you agreed. "It isn't as bad as that comedy one you made us watch last week though."
>The two of you went quiet for a moment, watching your TV screen
>There was a women wearing a penguin costume trying to hit on a dolphin
>You had no idea why...
>This was supposed to be a fantasy thing...

>In fact, wasn't this movie animated like five minutes ago...
>Your attention was pulled away from the TV by a ring
>Both you and Sunset looked down at your pajamas
"Hmm. That's me," you said, lifting your arm from Sunset's shoulder and reaching into your pocket
>Pulling out your phone, you inspected the screen
>Huh...
>Someone sent you a message on Clapshat...

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>Be Celestia
>This was a bad idea
"Chrysalis, this is a bad idea."
>You were sitting in your livingroom
>It was late, and after a long, hard week at school you and Chrysalis had found yourself eating far too much Chinese food and drinking too much wine
>Luna, being the lightweight that she was, had passed out an hour ago
>You, being the wonderful sister that you were, had placed a blanket over her
>Chrysalis, being the pain in the butt she was, had taken it upon herself to scribble all over her face with magic marker
>But that wasn't important!
>Well, it would be important tomorrow because Luna was probably not gonna be too happy about having cunts all over her face, but there was something WAY more important
>Somehow, Chrysalis had managed to get ahold of your phone
>While this normally wouldn't have been a problem, your friend had taken it upon herself to sent a message to a particular person
>Someone that you hadn't the courage to contact after talking to him the first time
>"You won't get anywhere if you just sit around like a bitch, Cel," Chrysalis said, kicking her feet up. "And besides, I just sent him a hello."
>You licked your very dry lips
>You knew that you were being silly
>Chrysalis was right, it was just a hello
>But...

>You stared down at your phone, feeling your stomach tighten
>What if he didn't respond?
>What if he send you a message telling you to leave him alone?
>What if he didn't even remember who you were?
>From what you've been told, most guys have HUNDREDS of followers on these apps
>You might just be a drop in the--
>You jumped as you phone buzzed before trying to snatch the phone out of Chrysalis's hand
>She easily dodged your swip, taking on your phone's screen
>"He said hello too," she said. "He also hopes that you're having a good weekend."
>You don't know why, but the news relieves some of the tightness in your gut
"O-Oh, well good. Now why don't you--CHRYSALIS!"
>Chrysalis, ignoring you, began typing something
>You tried grabbing your phone, only to get a foot pressing against your chest
"Calm your tits, sis. I'm just asking him what he's doing," she said
"Y-You're being too pushy!" you said, fighting against the foot holding you at bay. "He's going to--"
>The phone buzzed again
>Chrysalis, giving you a wink, tapped your phone a few times
>"He says that he's watching a movie. The cutie also asked you what you're doing."
>It took several seconds, but you eventually realized that you were no longer trying to grab for your phone
>You were sitting on your couch, your arms hugging your chest, eyes wide
>...
>What should you have Chrysalis text him back?
>You couldn't say that you were drinking like some frat girl
>You needed to look mature
>Man liked a mature woman
>They liked mature, wealthy woman with their heads on straight and the desire to have many, many children with
>...You think

"Tell him that I'm..."
>Your brow furrowed
>Think...
>THINK...
"Tell him I'm, um... writing my dissertation for the PHD I'm getting!"
>That'd impress him!
>Nothing like a doctorate to get the men running!
>Chrysalis gave you a look
>Clicking her tongue, she began typing on your phone
>"I'm busy trying on new underwear..."
>...
>What?
>You dove on your friend, frantically trying to get your phone away from her
>"Chrysalis! You better NOT have put that!" you growled
>Chryslis grinned, wiggling and squirming as she continued to type away
>"The bra I got is a bit too small though," she read aloud. "You wanna see it?"
>A blush exploded across your face
"CHRYSALIS!"
>"Cause I wanna see your dick."
"Give me back that phone!"
>"Send pictures please. I need something to jill off with and I can't think of anything better than your big, sexy body, cuti--omph!"
>You snatched your phone off your friend as she curled into herself, holding her gut
>Frantically, you looked down at your phone
>To your terror, you saw that Chrysalis had written down ALL of that
>SHIT!
>...
>SHIT!
"WhatamIgonnado?" you said, typing random things on your phone, trying to delete the massages
>You needed to do something

>If you didn't do something Anon would never want to talk to you again
>Then you wouldn't get to know him
>You never know what it felt like to have to lean up to kiss a man!
>Or be the little spoon!
>You'd never have guant children!
>You nearly dropped your phone when it buzzed
>It was another message from Anon
>Oh no...
>Biting your lip, you tapped on the little icon, mentally preparing yourself
>Ohhhhh!
>If Chrysalis ruined this for you you were never going to--
>...
>What...?
>You looked down at the message, terror giving way to confusion
>//Send newts first pls ;)//
>Chrysalis, still holding her stomach, took a peek at your phone
>"Well? What are you gonna do, Cel?" she asked, nudging your ribs
>Do...?
>What...
>Why would...
>Did...?
>As your brain short-circuitedm another message popped up on your phone'
>This time it wasn't from Anon
>It was from someone named ShimSlamm69
>Without thinking, you added the person to your friends, to see what she wanted
>What you got were six very long very ANGRY messages
>...
>What?


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>Be Anon again
>"Oh I can't fucking BELIEVE someone would fucking...
>Your popcorn was no longer sitting in your lap
>In its place was a very upset horse girl
>Sunset had her cheeks puffed up adorably as she looked down at her phone
>The girl was typing a million miles an hour
>Every once in awhile she'd grumble something angrily to herself, squirming in your lap

>Sunny had seen the messages that you had gotten
>She was, obviously, not very happy with the messages' contents, something which you found incredibly adorable
>You might not be very happy that an opporunity to get yourself from free nudes was gone with the wind, but it was pleasantly surprising that your roommate was so protective of you
>It was... nice to see that she cared about you this much to be worried about something as simple as this
>It also wasn't a bad deal to have her in your lap, angry though she was...
>Chuckling it yourself, you wrapped an arm around Sunset's middle, leaning her back so you could rest your chin on top of her head
>Sunset didn't even seem to notice, too focused on chewing out the person that had sent you that message
>You were gonna have to remember that username for the future...