Prince of Autumn - Twilight's Guidance (unfinished)

>You are Anon
>And you dun goofed
>Now, maybe you should have seen the signs last night.
>The way she looked at you, how she was talking, and even the way she had dressed should have sent alarms blaring inside your mind
>nope.jpg
>Now, you were trying to find your clothes(and also hoped that they were still decent enough to wear again), and not to disturb Twilight
>Your ex-girlfriend
>Who was sleeping in her bed
>Naked
>Running a hand through your hair, you exhale loudly
"How the fuck am I going to get out of this one?"

-Three weeks prior-

>"ANONYMOUS!"
>Yep. That's Luna over the PA. Bitch needs to learn to control that voice
>"PLEASE REPORT TO PRINCIPAL CELESTIA'S OFFICE IMMEDIATELY!"
>You pack up your bag and tread down the hallway, wondering why Celestia would want to talk to you again
>For the fifth time this week, and it was only Tuesday
>You opened the door to her office, only to find that it wouldn't just be you and Celestia
>Twilight Sparkle was talking to her, and sounded rather pissed off.
>You recognize that tone from whenever you had arguments with her
>Who got the last slice of pizza, what movie to watch....
>Even what position you should try each night
>Ignoring the small growth spurt Anon Jr. just went through, you knock on the wall, grabbing the attention of both ladies
>"Oh, Anon you came. And, surprisingly, within the hour I called you to my office."
"Yeah, that's me. Full of surprises"
>You plop your ass down into a chair and wait for the yelling about whatever you did this time to ensue
>How the hell you hadn't been expelled yet escaped you.
>"Mister Anonymous, I'm sure you're well aware of why you're here" Celestia huffed
"Actually, I don't. Is this for beating up those freshies yesterday?"
>"No, actually. You were in my office for that yesterday."
"Then why am I here?"
>"This meeting concerns your grades"
"My grades are great, last I checked them"
>"Then you haven't checked in quite some time, young man."
>What?
>She pulls up her laptop, and shows you your report
>Straight F's
>Ahhhh shit

>What the hell happened to your grades? Sure, you weren't a straight A student like Twilight, but your grades had never dropped below a C.
>But then again, you hadn't been at your best this last semester.
>Multiple accounts of assault and theft
>Whatever god is keeping you in this school must be a damn powerful one
>Like Shrek
"Why are my grades like this? I was doing fairly well." you inquire
>"Well, according to reports from all of your teachers, you haven't turned in a single assignment, taken one test, or even showed up for a better half of school days!"
>Oh.
>Twilight, who had been sulking in the corner of the office, sighs heavily and walks over to you.
>"Anon, why are you doing this? When we were... together, your grades never dropped below a B. And before that, you had at least some form of respect for school life." Twilight said as she place a hand on your shoulder
>You shake off her hand and shrug your shoulders
"I dunno. What I do want to know is why I was called in here, because I know that you wouldn't do this out of courtesy"
>Celestia stands from her chair, crossing her arms and looking at twilight
>"Well... I hate to see any of my students fail this badly, and I know you've done better."
"And.....?"
>"I asked Twilight to help me figure out a solution to this problem. And because it was her idea, I  think it's best she tells you"
>You turn around, finding that Twilight is sheepishly at her shoes, her cheeks flushed with red.
"What is it, Twilight?
>The bookworm shuffles her feet around and looks at you
>"I think we should work together to raise your grades. I know I did it before, so Celestia said maybe I could try again."
>You look at her in shock. You and her, together, working on your grades.
>You didn't like the sound of it. Not one fiber of your body agreed with this.
>But then again, your mom would be storming down the warpath if she saw these grades, and you're almost certain it would end with your body being thrown in a river.
"Fine"
>"Wh-what?" Twilight stammers, almost like she thought you were going to turn this down.
>She was almost right
"I'll fucking do it, ok? What part did you not understand?"
>While Twi is giving you a mixed reaction of relief and anger, you turn to Celestia; She's returned to her chair and is writing a pass for you.
>You take the pass and leave the room, when the sound of running feet falls on your ears
>Turning around, you see a flustered Twilight rushing towards you

>Twilight stumbled her way up to you, catching her breath in heavy gasps
>Even though you had little interest in her idea, you decided to play along for the time being
>"S-so, when should w-we start?" she said through deep breaths
"I dunno. I got a thing later tonight, so maybe tomorrow?"
>Twilight did not take kindly to that
>"NO!" she yelled, drawing the attention of nearby students
>Wearing a smug grin, you cross your arms and wait for the shitstorm to come
>"You aren't getting out of this!" she yelled. "I am going to help you get out of this mess, and you are NOT going to stop me!"
"Why?"
>"W-what?" she falters, seeming like she hadn't expected you to respond
"Why the hell are you doing this? We broke up four months ago, I'm out of your life. Why are you trying to get back into mine?"
>Your words dug into her like obese people at an all-you-can-eat buffet
>Once again staring at her shoes, she mumbled something that you couldn't make out
>Gah, you can't stand seeing her like this.
"You know what? Fine." You said in a flat voice. "We can go do some work at your house"
>She looks up at you, astounded
>"S-sounds great! You can come over at 6."