Anon x Chrysalis, Gamer girl (Stopped)

"And then, haha, he said 'I put mine mighty sword into the dragon's stomach,' but master asked 'are you sure?' and then-"
>"No way! Don't tell me he didn't feel it out-"
"Yes! Haha, he said 'I just search for a flaw between dragon's thick scales,' and then-"
>"No way! He didn't suspect that at all?"
"Not at all! Haha! He was trying to find a weak spot for an hour and a half!"
>"Hahaha! He is so stupid!"
"Shining Armor just acts as his character would, but yes, he is a true party killer. Anyway, we didn't come out that liar alive. He attacked the dragon anyway. And then we died."
>"Osh... That must hurt."
"Meh. My lich was dead already."
>"But it was great character! Now my paladin with has no one to argue about the order of the world!"
"You know you can always resurrect me, I asked master about that and he said 'fine'."
>"B-But I would have to spend two whole levels of holy magic to be able to do that!"
"But you... will do that for me, Chrysalis?"
>"Well... Um, I-I will think about it, Anon."
"So it's settled. You are the best palladin we can have in a party, and not because you are the only healer we have got!"
>"...A-and you are the w-worst necromancer the world ever saw."
"Thank you!"
>"T-That wasn't a compliment..."
"Somehow it was."
>"I can't believe Shining Armor didn't come! His excuse is trash too! What does that even mean he’s on a date?!"
"You know, he was talking with me about your roommate for this entire week."
>"What?! Jeez... That was a mistake to play in my place. If I only knew-"
"Life doesn't have checkpoints."
>"It would be better if it did."
>You can't argue with that.
"Listen... Since the party is broken-
>"It's not broken. It's... frozen. Yes, frozen."
"... Since the party is frozen, maybe I will repay you for my resurrection?"
>"W-what? T-That's nothing."
"You didn't have to do that."
>"B-but you begged me about that..."
"Yes, but you knew my soul trapped inside the amulet of eternity, yet I could overtake any NPC that touches it."
>"I'm a paladin! I can’t let you hurt anypony!"
"And that's why you resurrected the worst necromancer there ever was?"
>"H-Hey! That's how friendship works!"
"Yeah... What does that means for your paladin? Is he still lawful good? Maybe I should mention that to the master?"
>She gasps, "I will not speak to you anymore if you do that!"
"Oh, please. You can't be silent even for a minute."
>"You are the worst!"
>Her eyes getting wet, that’s surprising how touchy she can be.
>Oh.
"I'm so sorry Chrys. I don't want to make you sad. It was a joke, really. Listen, I won’t hurt your paladin. He is too pure to be hurt. I’ll buy us a pizza, so are we still friends?"
>She wipes her face with a hoof.
>"Pizza? Yes. Go outside? No."
>Oh, right.
>She doesn't want to go into public.
"I will order pizza and we will meet at your place."
>"Do it. B-but it's not a date, or something.”
>She rubs her leg nervously.
>You cough.
"A date? You mean like Shining Armor and Cadance?"
>"N-No, I just... Nevermind," she lowers her head.
"Ok. I’ll go now, see you in less than an hour!"
>You feel her eyes on you, it was a heavy look, so you turn towards her.
"And by the way, that part about dating sounds fun, we should try it someday."
>The fur on her cheeks reveal a slight tint of red.
>It’s hard to tell but you’d guess she’s blushing a little.
>"M-Maybe... Anon go. I have to make preparations.”
"See you!"
>On the way a single thought come to you mind, “What preparations?”
>For magic: the changeling?

“Here comes the pizza!”
>”Yay! Come in Anon, come in!”
>You enter the room and see her in her beige sweater.
“Did you do something with your mane?”
>Her ears rise as you said that, her cheeks are roses, this time for sure.
>”M-maybe. But it’s nothing”
“I like it.”
>”Uh, um, t-thanks,” she smiles shyly, “what did you get?”
“Only the toppings that my favorite healer likes, red roses with extra cheese.”
>”Y-You didn’t have to. I know how you dislike roses-”
“No, it’s ok. Really. You spent two whole levels to resurrect my Sando. It’s really the least I could do for you.”
>”Um, well. What you want to do?”
“Maybe we can watch a movie?”
>She nods briefly and then makes her way over to the sofa.
>After she sits on it her hoof pats a free seat next to her, inviting you to join in your little ritual.
>That makes you feel happy, not because you always choose what to do, but because her reaction is always between happiness and euphoria.
“So, we didn’t watch the starponies but we already saw the sequel and the prequel of the prequel of the sequel but never the main one. What do you think?”
>She adjusts to lie on the sofa, curling into a little ball with her hooves cuddling into her chest as she sinks onto the cushions.
>You took a zapper and the pizza and you sit beside her.
>The movie starts as you both start fighting with extra cheese.

>”Well, that was... something.”
“Yes, it… truly was. When they said it was their first movie I thought it must be awesome, especially when they built up so much hype. But it was only... meh.”
>”Exactly! That pompous ending was just stupid.”
“Incoherent.”
>”But at least we know why they always yells ‘meeediiic’ at starponies convents.”
“It was the funniest part- Huh? Wait a second. I’ve got a text message. It’s from Shining Armor.”
>”Tell him that we might forgive him that he left us in the tomb of Arch’Anub’BonBon for death, if he’ll say that he is sorry and will swear that he will never leave us again for some- Anon? “S-Something happened?”
“Listen Chrys… Can I sleep with you, just for today?”
>”W-what Anon!?“
“I will take Cadance’s bed. I don’t snore and I you know I’m not a lunatic. Please?”
>”Oh, I don’t know. W-Why so sudden? What if Cadance will come and-“
“She won’t be coming today.”
>”H-How can you be so sure?”
“She’s with Shining Armor now.”
>”But she’ll-“
“He just wrote they need our room.”
>”They need the full room, for what?”
“Er. They are, you know.”
>”What do I know?”
>How to say that?
“You remember the widow near Candlekeep? This with two little kids?”
>”Yeah, and?”
“And you remember what she offered for food to feed them?”
>She gasps.
“So can I stay for tonight?”

>”Anon? Are you asleep?”
“N-no… Why?”
>”I can’t sleep either.”
>You shift in bed, changing position to face her.
>You catch her shining, green eyes on the other side of room.
>They observe you carefully, laying on Cadance’s bed while the owner of the eyes lies in her own.
>The room is very dim.
>Through the one window comes some faint, reflected light.
>The moon is high in the sky.
>”Anon? Are you-”
“No.”
>”I can’t sleep too, you know.”
>Yes, you know.
>She’s said it seventeen times already.
“Why?”
>”W-Why?”
“Why can’t you sleep?”
>As you look out into the dark, you slowly notice those bright green eyes slowly blink.
>”I don’t know.”
>You either.
>You probably would have been asleep now for more than an hour and a half if she would pipe down.
>But something is bugging her.
>The green eyes are still observing you.
>”Anon?”
“Yes?”
>”Is it a date?”
“W-what?”
>”I, um. Nevermind…”
>She is such an airhead!
>What is she thinking?
>How can you sleep after that, as your palms sweats and your ears burn!
“Kinda.”
>Why did you say that?!
>”Oh. It’s weird.”
“What part exactly is weird?”
>Her eyes move as she changes her position.
>“We’ve hung out together for so long and we’ve never slept together.”
“No, wait. What you’ve said sounds weird.”
>”W-Why?”
“Because we’ve slept many times in this same room-”.
>”Yeah, but then there were others, and now we are alone.”
“Don’t bug me. To be able to say we slept together means we should sleep. Not talk.”
>”O-Oh. You are right.”
>The room falls silent after that, only your breathing is audible.
>The green eyes are still full open.
>You change your position once again.
>Her staring at you in the middle of night was creeping you out a little.
>But it’s ok now.
>You will have to “sleep” with her the same room.
>So you stare at the ceiling.
>”Anon?”
“Yes?”
>”How do you think our characters can run all through the long night in the forests and aren’t tired?
“Well… They are heroes, right? I mean Uther is a paladin and Sando is already dead so it doesn’t fatigue him even a bit.”
>”Yeah, uh, hehe, right.”
“You should know that.”
>”Yeah, I… It seems I forgot.”
“We should go to sleep.”
>She gasps.
>”You mean both of us?”
“Well, yeah. Nopony will attack us. I mean you’re in your bed and I’m in, er, hers.”
>”O-Okay, Anon. I guess you are right.”
>She yawns.
>”Good night Anon.”
>Huh?
>You look over to her but she’s turned towards the wall.
>No more glow-in-the-dark green eyes.
>Wow.
>Finally, she keeps silent.
>Ok.
>Time for sleep.
>You yawn.
“Good night Chrysalis.”
>You wonder what time is it.
>Nevermind.
>”Anon?”
>Ugh.
“Yes?”
>”Would you mind if we would sleep together?”
“I’m trying to persuade you that for a moment, you know.”
>”Oh ok.”
>There’s a pause for a moment then you feel the bed shift around from something’s, or someone’s weight.
>She wraps her legs around you, spooning you.
“C-Chrys? What has that mean?”
>”I-I thought you, well, that ponies do that on dates.”
“Y-Yeah b-but-”
>”Besides, I have to r-regenerate my magical power.”
“B-but you aren’t a wizard.”
>”...”
“Chrys?”
>”...”
“Chrysalis, don’t act like you’re already asleep.”
>”...”
“Please?”
>You wait for a minute, hoping that she’ll come to her senses.
>After that you are ready to shrug her off, but then she quietly snores.
>And that was the cutest thing you’ve ever heard.

>The night was long.
>And you didn’t sleep well.
>In fact, you didn’t sleep at all.
>She was and still is spooning you, tightly.
>That’s not the worst part.
>She’s the big spoon.
>And she’s snuggling her snout deep into your back.
>But it’s already the morning, and so she wakes up.
>”Anon?”
“Y-yes?”
>”Did you sleep well?”
>No.
“Yes.”
>She lets go of you, and immediately your back feels cold, abandoned.
>”Thanks Anon.”
“Y-yeah. You’re welcome.”
>”So, do you want some breakfast?”
“Yes, please.”
>She stands up and walks out the room.
>That gives you a chance to adjust your pants to hide your morning wood.
>But before that, a quick nap.
>”Anon?”
>Huh?
>”Anon?”
>Someone is calling out to you.
>”Anon, get the fuck out of my bed.”
>What?
>You woke up rapidly sitting on your ass.
>It’s Cadence.
>”If you don’t mind,” she makes a suggestive motion with her hoof.
“Oh, yeah, sorry,” you yawn.
>You stretch out your arms and legs.
>The sun is shining in the sky and there ain’t a cloud in sight.
>And in the room is no bugpony.
“Where is Crysalis?”
>She glares at you like an unwelcome guest, which you probably are.
>”I ran into her when she was heading to class.”
>Huh?
“When?”
>”When she has to,” Cadance says with an expression of disdain, “don’t you have to be somewhere else right now, Anon?” she quickly adds.
>You can tell when someone is trying to kick you out, but you have to ask a little question.
“Did she leave some breakfast for me?”
>Cadence bestows upon you a look which clearly says ‘what-the-fuck-are-you-still-doing-here’.
>”No, she didn’t. And now excuse me,” she grabs a blanket and flicks it at you, eager to get you away from her.
>Ok that’s it.
>She is a bitch and you’re going to tell her.
>Yeah, you will for sure.
>She gazes at you with a fire in her eyes, her nostrils open and close and you imaginary adds a little streams of steam exiting them, or it isn’t your fantasy and you may be in danger.
>Yes, you will tell her what do you think about her.
>”Anon.”
>Just not today.
>Before you leave you look around, hoping to find some pizza leftovers.
>But you don’t find any, just the continuing glares of Cadence.
>She looks like a vampire, medusa or a bitch.
>Which she truly is.
>You’ll have to mention something about that with Shining Armor.
>For his sake.
“See you around.”
>She doesn’t respond.
>You exit the room, and then it hits you.
>The mare you bumped into lets out a shriek.
>”EKK!”
“Oh fu-”
>Both of you fall on the ground landing at your rumps.
>”Ough.”
“I’m so sorry.”
>”You should be,” said the mare.
>Jumping up, you offer your help to her.
>She grabs it and you pull her to her legs.
>”Anon?! OHMYGOSH what are you doing here?”
>You look at the mare and see Celestia who is the chair of Chastity Committee.
>You had asked around before, and everyone says that the Chastity Committee didn’t exist before you came to Equestria.
“Oh, hi Celly.”
>”Anon,” she waves a hoof like she’s scolding you, “are trying to seduce some pure, innocent mare?”
>She sounds like she’s trying to be innocent, but you have feeling she wants to add “other than me.”
“N-no. I wouldn't dare.”
>You see how her eyes lose some luster.

>You are Cadance, and you are disgusted.
>It was the worst date ever.
>Shining Armor took you to the pizza bug, and ok, he might have picked the pizza you actually enjoy, but he didn’t ask you before about it.
>He paid for you both, but instead of calling for a taxi, he opted to take you on a walk.
>And it was a long and boring walk.
>Finally, when you get to his place, which was surprisingly clean considering how most of the students live, he suggested that you watch a movie.
>You said yes, naturally, and the movie was even fun, but he didn’t ask for your permission again!
>Nevertheless, he was trying to put his leg around your neck, but he was so awkward you felt sorry for him, and that’s not a feel you want to have with your new coltfriend.
>And then, the night.
>As he offered to let you to stay the night you thought he was finally making his move.
>But no.
>He was whining why some new edition of something was so bad, so sad and similar stupid nerd stuff.
>God.
>You just wanted to fuck him.
>And then, poof, all the mood magically disappeared.
>And it wasn’t the first time!
>Is it too much to ask that you get laid without having to deal with this bullshit?
>In fact, not only did you not get laid, you had to stay up the whole night to deal with his sniveling whining.
>You haven’t had to deal with this nonsense with other colts.
>You’ve returned to your room tired and you’ve found Anon in your bed.
>Your coltfriend’s stupid friend and roommate.
>You know they play some stupid games together.
>Ugh, morons.
>How is it even possible that Shining Armor has got such a beautiful body and never really went for you?
>It’s a shame.
>At least nopony knows it for sure.
>At your bedside cabinet was a plate with two sandwiches.
>You ate them.
>And when Anon woke up and he asked about food so you lied to him to get him finally leave.
>God.
>He is such a big loser.
>And now, as you finally lay in your own bed, you are trying to sleep to make up getting no sleep last night.
>But you can’t.
>Your nostrils are full of Anon’s scent.
>That’s not a reason to complain though, because even though he might be a mutant, he smells pretty nice.
>For a mutant of course.
>Wait.
>Why does your bed also smell like your roommate Chrysalis?
>No way.
>It’s impossible.
>They couldn’t have possibly done that in your bed.
>That would mean she has a well functioning boyfriend and you don’t.
>It was an impossible idea, but the smell doesn’t lie.
>Oh my god.
>How dare they do it in your bed?!
>How dare she has a better boyfriend than you!
>Well, better in a mutant level of standards.
>Oh, you have to take revenge.
>They will remember your wrath.
>But after short nap on the sofa.
>You still have to care about your fur and mane.
>They are very delicate.
>Just like your gentle and warm soul.

>You are Shining Armor.
>And you are astonished of your luck.
>The date was great.
>You took Cadence to the pizza bug and thanks to profiling you chose an optimal pizza for her.
>She ate it with a pleased smile written on her face.
>And then you took her on a long and romantic walk.
>Both of you were greatly pleased by that.
>She was so relaxed by your side that she kept silent for most of the walk.
>As you get to your place you scored a jackpot when she accepted your offer to watch a movie.
>She agreed with a pure happiness in her eyes, that made your heart warm, so during the film you tried to take the remote and change the volume but she looked at you as if you were some kind of convicted criminal so you just let it be.
>Thanks to your profiling skill you were prepared with the best film ever, at least for her.
>And at the end, you offered to let her stay the night.
>And she agreed again!
>You talked about some random stuff for all long night!
>The sun was rising when you finally went sleep.
>It was the best date ever!
>She had left without a breakfast, yes, and without waking you up, but she sent you a text message with a kissing emoticon.
>It clearly means that she loves to spend time with you!
>You just can’t sit here and wait, you want to tell Anon everything about last night!
>He’s your best friend!
>He will be so happy for you!

>You are Anon and you are on the Chastity Committee meeting.
>With Celestia.
>And only she.
>No one, except her, is in her club.
>But that doesn’t bother Celestia at all; she get the biggest of the rooms destined for after school activities.
>Even if your D&D club has got five more members than hers; but the court didn’t help you.
>Your club room is relatively smaller, and club with six members has needs, especially when one of you is your professor of history.
>Old Star Swirl is the best and most loved teacher in the entire school, and your dungeon master.
>But still, she is a daughter of Equestria ruler, so you are sitting, being observed by Celestia’s piercing eyes.
>Her smile is warm but she almost never blink, that makes you cringe.
>”Anonymous? Aren’t you a bit nervous?”
>You gulp.
“No, why?”
>”Oh, I don’t know,” she cocks her head, “You look so stressed. I feel I should help you to relax...”
 >Her voice sounded innocent, but a strange glint twinkled in her eyes as she looked at you.
“No, it’s not ne-”
>She is already behind you, with her hooves on your neck, massaging gently.
>You tense as her hooves start to move, making circular movements, pressing stronger with every push.
>”Oh, Anon. You are so hard. You should let me do that earlier.”
>Once again, you heard something completely different than she said, but you don’t stop her hooves; it is really nice, even if your heart wants to explode.
>It’s surprising how her hooves are soft and warm; and even if that was too surprising and too intimate for you, her touch causes multiple waves of warmness running down your body.
>She stops, eventually, sits back on her chair with a content smile.
>Her eyes focus at your ears, which, as you feel, are red.
>”Now, now, don’t you feel better?”
>You truly do, embarrassed you nod.
>”Great, now we can be a serious...”
>The air is hot, your tongue dry, blood fills your cheeks.
“You mean... what e-exactly?”
>She winks in answer as she gets up, moving towards a bookshelf, her tail waves from one side to another.
>You find yourself standing too, ready to run or scream, but say the truth, you are paralyzed or hypnotized; maybe both.
>She returns immediately with a mat and single paper on it.
>After she lies it down on the table, she says ”Sit down, Anon.”
>While her stance didn't look aggressive, the air of authority in her voice made her command unquestionably clear as it sent shivers down your spine.
>You had wanted to leave from the moment you arrived, but now your motivations had shifted drastically.
>Where before you felt awkward you now felt endangered.
>This was an incredibly powerful and connected mare.
>Her status as a royal put her above reproach and her father could have you thrown in the dungeon for the rest of your natural life on a whim.
>All it would take is one little sexual harassment allegation and you would never see the light of day again.
>But she would never do that, she’s Luna’s sister, she isn’t a monster, right?
>”Sit down, now.”
>And you sit, looking at the paper.
>Before you realize what are you doing, you signed the paper before your eyes, and Celestia swiftly takes it from your hands as fast as she see your signature at it.
>Her ears point up and inspects itm the edges of her mouth rises.
>”Due to the protocol your application is accepted.”
>Huh?
>Not looking at confused you, she puts her hoof into ink and shows you the document with her hoof-sign.
“What is it?”
>You hear her chuckle as she gives it to you.
>You take a slow breath and try to read.
>It’s a printed text with your name written on the top, barely readable, perhaps by Celestia some time ago.
>’I, Anonymous,’ or Anonymooze, hard to say, ‘being aware of my urges and desires, apply to the Chastity Committee as a normal member, without the right to vote,’ and then your signature.
“What does that mean!?”
>”Don’t you know?”
>You look at her but she keeps you in your seat, standing behind you, her front legs on your arms. >You’re red and confused, her warm breath hits your ear when she whispers.
>”Shh, my little subject. I just need to use you, that’s all.”
>Your head is heavier than usually, you’re unable to speak.
>Horny, yes, but that’s the scariest boner ever.
>Fortunately, her stretched out leg misses your face and takes the paper, she puts a little distance between you, as she puts it between some book pages.
>You can finally breathe but your mind stays blank.
>What just happened?
>”Oh, Anon, you look so hot.”
>It was her normal voice, but your throat unwillingly thightens.
>”Do you feel alright? I may accompany you to the nurse office if you wish, or I can tell you how exactly I want to use you…”
>Yes, you are pussy.
“Maybe we shou-”
>But by now she is right next to you, sitting on a chair on your left, with her hooves on your hand and arm, keeping you firmly in place.
>It’s still surprising how warm she is, and how obviously flirting with you..
>Almost as much as how hopeless you are with mares.
>”I just…”, her eyes are as big as saucers, she makes eye contact,breaking it as she lowers her head.
>Her multicolored mane is floating even without wind, what is astonishing, but you’re still sitting on the chair as if it’s a triggered landmine, readying yourself to lose a leg or two.
>”I need a good, faithful member,” she scratches back of her head.
>A little squeak escapes your mouth after you heard that.
>”A member whose problems I can solve…”
>Your ears are still hot, but maybe her voice isn’t suggestive at all, maybe your sense are joking you.
>”And I think you are ideal for that…”
>Nope.
>You know what that means.
>She takes her hoof away from your hand, looks deep in your eyes, her ears stay high, and wings tic weakly.
>You’re sweating internally, your eyes close, lips ready to kiss.
>”I need a member in my club, or they will kick me out this room.”
>Huh?
>You open your eyes, she grins.
>She knows what you thought.
>T-That trickster.
>You cough, trying to hide your embarrassment.
“Kick you out of the room?”
>She points to this room with a single move of her eyeballs.
>”Every single group wants to claim this place for themselves, I suppose even yours,” she pets your arm like it is a cat. “But I need it to, well-”
“You need it to what?”
>She hesitates and doesn’t look in your eyes, she stops petting you and touches her own leg.
>Oh, oh, it’s your time to take advantage.
>No one will make fun about the great and powerful Sando.
>No one, especially not some high born daughter of the king-
>”To collect my mind.”
>Huh?
>”I cannot learn a thing in my room. I’m in senior year and I’ve a bright future before me, but,” her voice drops just like her face, “Luna, my younger sister with whom you are acquainted, is still distracting me with random stuff. It’s just, ugh.”
>Oh yeah, her sister!
>You forgot about that!
“But Luna is-”
>She cuts you with an embarrassed and a bit angry look.
>”Yes, I know what you want to say,” she moves her hooves parodying the way of Luna’s speaking, “I’m a so powerful mage, celestial wizard of 7th circle, they cannot even-”
>She pretends that she is about to puke with loud *YUCK*.
“H-How do you know that all?”
>She keeps silence with a long face.
>Well, yes.
>Luna looks quite like a metal or a punk, but she’s so eager and cheerful and talkative-
>Oh, right, that’s it.
>”I know you two know each other more than we both do, but she always says that you are a very nice person and you just love to help others. That’s why I need your help. Please, stay with me-”
>You shiver.
>”-or I will not graduate with the best grade and I will not go not the best university and I will not become a princess-”
“Ehm,” she looks confused as you interrupt her, “You already are a princess. You know that, right? And you will go to the best uni no matter what, thanks to your status.”
>She hits the table but rather symbolical, “that’s not the point. I just.”
>Her cheeks are scarlet, but her head is high as she continues, “Meetings are every Sunday at noon. Can I count you in?”
>Oh, so you are official now.
>No way.
“Why can’t you ask Luna-”
>”Because I want you-” she almost stops here, “t-to take an opportunity to help your future ruler… and she always sleeps on Sundays,” she adds.
>That sounds like… Luna.
>Fair enough, but she sleeps all day because you have nightly game sessions from Saturdays dusk to Sundays dawn.
>You aren’t sure you want to help her, she might be royal but she is a bit creepy, even if she’s got soft hooves and a beautiful mane, eyes-
>Ehh...
>”Please. I will be so grateful. I will help you with everything you need!”
>Finally, a thing that sounds outright dirty, but it’s now what you really, really want to hear, so you still don’t know.
>”Please, please, please,” she makes a puppy face.
>It may be not the most convincing puppy face you’ve ever seen, but it’s for sure the most sunny.
>The hope almost overflows from her eyes.
“Ee, ok. I will-”
>”Great!” she jumps on her chair, “We will have so many things to do!”
“You mean learning?”
>”Oh,” she pauses in the air, just above the chair, before she collapses at it again.
>Coughing, she hides her smiling snout behind her hoof, “to learn. Yes. Indeed and of course.”
>That doesn’t sound right, but damn, she is really interested in you.
>And you want to know why, or rather how much.
“I might be sleepy, you know,” nonchalantly, “We end our Saturday’s sessions after the dawn.”
>”Oh, don’t worry Anon,” her grin is wild, “You can sleep here while I’m going to do some stuff.”
“Learn-”
>”Oh, yes. Exactly”
>Yeah, no chance.
>“So it’s settled,” she stands up,
“We will meet on Saturday.”
>”Sunday.”
“Yeah, my bad.”
>The both of you leave the room in the direction of the cafeteria, where your friends should be.
>You don’t speak, but she is very close to you, and that’s confusing.
>But hey, it’s a free country, yet.
>As you reach the cafeteria you see your folks sitting next to your table, just at the end of the room, under the wall with the big poster that says ‘Friendship is magic’.
>Putting some food on your tray, you see Celestia is right after you.
>She doesn’t look at you, at least not right now, choosing some fruits, exactly the same you chose a second before.
>Well, that was just a coincidence, for sure.
>You walk to your table waving to your gamer folks.
>There is Shining Armor, Crysalis, Flash Sentry, Luna and Prof. Star Swirl, the only teacher who eats with his students.
>Just before you sit down, something pokes your back.
>You turn around and see Celestia, with her levitating tray.
>”Anon, would you mind if I would eat with you?”
>Every pair of eyes are watching you, but especially hers.
>Even principally Harshwinny freezes.
“You, don’t, eee-”
>She kicks the ground.
>”I just… thought that…”
>Eh, you are just too soft.
“No, not at all. Come and join the hive.”
>You say that completely normally to, but everyone holds their breath.
>Celestia only smiles to you and you both take a seats next to your table.
>Your hive wasn’t really confused at all.
>Luna is one of you.
>But they get it.
>You want to help Celestia because she is pretty, but why? You wouldn’t to get the bigger room for your group.
>Well.
>Who doesn’t risk, doesn’t win either.

>You start to eat, looking at everypony, to see their undefined expressions.
>After a second of silence, the hive goes after your example.
>Everyone of them looks surprised but not shocked, but you’ll have to explain this to them, maybe except Star Swirl, he may be a little angry for your ‘act of treason’, like he calls every action against the hive’s interest.
>Celestia smiles to ponies, “Hi all. Hi sis.”
>Chrysalis, Shining Armor and Flash Sentry respond something to her, but Luna only waves her hoof.
>In this same Star Swirl is dangerously close to collapse into his food, waking up in the last moment before the disaster.
>”Uh, oh. I don’t sleep, I don’t-,” his eyes spot Celestia and a curious smile grows at his face, “Oh, Celestia, my child, I didn’t know you are interested in the game!”
>A little agitation waves through the hive, no one thought about that option.
>”Well, prof. I’m no-”
>The hive would not give you a chance to explain anything, if she says no or even worse if she tries to explain why exactly not.
>So you touch her thigh briefly.
>She replaces her answer with “Ek!”, as her cheeks turns red and her gaze lies at you.
>Before someone other reacts, Star Swirl laughs, “That’s the spirit of a true adventurer!”
>As the table chuckles, you exchange a look.
>It was only a quick look, and she understood immediately.
>”Y-Yeah. Anon was telling me about that for such a long time that I decided to try it out myself.”
>Shining Armor, Flash Sentry and Star Swirl look at you with approval, but Luna looks concerned and Chrysalis face stays blank.
>Luna groans, “Sister, we were talking about the game with you for much longer than Anon, why did you yield to his suggestion?”
>”Maybe because he doesn’t speak in plural form of himself?”
>Luna doesn’t do a thing, as if she didn’t hear that.
>Star Swirl laughed again, “Oh, Celestia! You are so funny!”
>No one else laughs, no one wants to be involved into family businesses, especially royal ones.
>The Awkward silence is cut off by Celestia, “Anon used better arguments.”
>”Like what?” Luna doesn’t let it go.
>”Oh, you know, the right ones,” she focuses at the food.
>Only eating noises are audible, no one says nothing, everyone is trying to process what they just heard and seen.
>They will ask you a lot of questions, you know, hard and embarrassing ones, especially Shining Armor and Flash Sentry, and Luna will try to interrogate you for sure, and Star Swirl’s smile ensures you that he will try to give you some of his “tips”.
>Hopefully Crysalis has no grudge against Celestia or what she just said-
>Above the table, your eyes meet her green eyes.
>They are full of liquid concern, as she says “A-Anon? What is she talking about?”
>Huh?
>”What do you mean?” she directs to Celestia personally.
>Celestia’s snout hides behind her hoof when she giggles.
>”Anon?” Chrysalis dramatic voice gains attention, not only of your table.
“We just talked about it, and she said she is interested.”
>If Chrysalis eyes could kill, you would be dead, just after Celestia.