Yan Marble and Lime [prompt]

>Limestone tries to woo Anon to the best of her abilities
>Even though her tsundere tendencies somewhat hinder her
>Much to her frustration
>Whenever she tries to talk to him, all she ends up doing is being passive-aggressive if not outright insulting
>"Anon quit scratching your ass and come help me break up rocks! N-not that I want your help."
>"What are you stupid? What makes you think I would know wherein Tartarus your dirty underwear went?!... How did I know they were dirty?....I...I just guessed alright! I dont have any more time for your stupid question, I have work I gotta do!"
>"Dont waste your time with bothering the mares in town! I doubt any of them would be into somepony like you!"
>"I need you to come geode hunting with me Anon. I dont care that your off the clock, we are leaving in 5 minutes so get your junk together! No, you HAVE to come, everypony else is busy! We are gonna be out for a while so I packed us some food, its in the basket by the door along with a blanket. Dont forget to bring them!"

Little does Lime know that she isnt the only one that has an Anon obsession

>Marble used to hate doing the family laundry, but that changes when Anon started living with them
>Marble always eagerly takes his laundry basket and dumps it all over her bed so she can roll around in his scent
>Anon is the only stallion that she can talk to for more than five seconds without running away, ten seconds to be exact
>Whenever Marble sees Anon, she loudly proclaims her love for him.....assuming he is at least 30 feet away and she has a pillow to muffle her words, and even then its merely a whisper
>Marble even started collecting the smooth and round rocks that remind her of Anon
>An especially long and smooth rock she found has become her "Little Anon" that she spends lots of intimate time with



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>Be Marble rolling around in Anon's dirty laundry before cleaning it
>Except somethings amiss
>This laundry pile feels as if its short a pair of boxers
>To be more specific ol'blue is missing
>Anons and your favorite pair of underwear
>You are certain he wore them a few days ago, yet they are strangely absent from his pile of dirty clothes
>You know he isnt wearing them right now
>You have been studying his underwear habits for a long time and your certain he is wearing lil'plaid today
>You might have given all his underwear their own individual names, so what?
>They like the names you gave them!
>Whats important is the blue is missing and you have to find him!
>You cant do Anon's laundry if you dont have all his laundry!
>Well it shouldnt be to hard to find him
>There isnt many places he could be hiding considering the lack of furniture in everypony's rooms

>After scouring through almost every room in the house in search of ol'blue, finally locate the little scamp
>But you find him in a kind of.....odd place
>For some reason he was in Limestone's room
>Underneath her bed
>Right next to a long smooth rock that strangely reminds you of "Little Anon"
>Though you are curious as to how he ended up here
>Your really just glad you found
>Surley Anon will be happy to have them back as well
>Maybe he will even reward you when you return them to him!
>In a few days......
>As you retrieve the boxers with your muzzle you notice something off about them
>They......smell off
>This isnt Anon's musk......but its familiar!
>These are Anon's briefs, but not his scent!
>Whose scent.....Whose scent is this on your poor ol'blue!
>Wait! Th-this is Limestone's room!
>You feel your heart start to pound in your chest
>Th-theres no w-way she could have.....to.....your....Anon!
>H-he would never!
>He hates Lime!
>She is always so bossy and mean to him!
>Th-then why is blue in here!?
>Y-you have to go to your room and think this over!



>Be Limestone
>Walking into your room and practically collapsing on the bed
>You had just finished breaking down all the boulders in the west side of the field today
>And. You. Are. Beat
>You pretty much did a two pony job by yourself considering Anon was the one working with you today
>And like always you had to pick up his slack
>You swear that colt cant go 20 minutes without a break!
>His constant whining didnt make the work any easier either.
>His whining almost gets under your skin as much as those dumb nicknames he has been calling you!
>You let out a disgruntled sigh and reach underneath your bed retrieving your """massage""" rock that happens to be named "Not Anon"
>Limes, Limey, Lemon Lime! Who does that idiot think he is, calling you whatever he wants!?
>Your his boss for for pony's sake!
>He should be showing you a little more respect!
>......as well as maybe a little more of what's beneath those pants.......
>N-not that you care whats beneath them!
>Y-you have no interest at all
>Your so not interested in Anon's thing that he might as well just not even wear pants because really who would even care!?
>Not you, thats for sure!
>So what if you could look at his stallionhood whenever you wanted?
>Big deal!
>He could mash it against your face, even slap your cheek with it and you still wouldnt acknowledge it
>You care so little about it that he could probably stick it in your mouth and you would hardly even react
>You slowly move "Not Anon" further south along your body
>And h-he could thrust as much as he wanted and you wouldnt even do anything about it!
>Just slamming away at your throat until he reaches his climax
>No matter how large the he load feeds your throat is, you still wouldn't even bat an eye
>With massage rock in position you reach for the..."cloth" you just happened to find lying around the other day
>And when he finishes with your mouth, he can thrust it in your mareho-
>Hold on
>Feeling the empty spot where your "cloth" should be breaks you out of your fantasy
>You roll of your bed and frantically flip it over with a loud thud
>What you see causes your heart to stop
>Well really its what you dont see
>Your "cloth" is gone
>You know for a fact that you left it here and now its gone
>You can feel a mix of fear and rage well up inside you
>But mostly rage
>Somepony went in your room!
>And took Anon's underwear away from you!
>You already have a feeling you know who did it as well
>Mom and Dad have no reason to go into your room so they dont
>Anon still has the scar from the last time he snuck into your room and he knows what would happen if you caught him doing it again
>He may be stupid, but pain is a good teacher
>That only leaves one other pony
>Marble
>And now she knows about you, Anon's underwear, and "Not Anon"
>You have only a 15 second walk to Marble's room to contemplate if murder is a just punishment for her transgressions against you
>You begin walking to her room







>Be Anon
>Relaxing in your after-work hammock
>Limestone was riding your ass especially hard today
>Must be her time of the month or whatever ponys do
>Call it a hunch, but you feel like something bad might happen soon
>Something bad to you to be more specific
>If only you hadnt lost your lucky pair of boxers a few days ago
>Aw well, what could possibly go wrong on a rock farm?
>Aint shit but rocks out here!
>You lay back and relax in your hammock, oblivious to the shit that is about to hit the fan
FIN

Not enough Marble and Limestone green out there. Real shame.