Climate of Change Pt 1: Calm Before the Storm

>Day.... whatever. You’ve lost count.
>Counting days seemed like something you did when this was more of a prison sentence.
>Pining to go home and surrounded by weirdly colored equines that were so full of sugar you wondered why they never melted in the rain.
>Things have been different.
>Now you feel like you belong.
>You’ve been socializing much more.
>Hell, you even have a core group of real friends.
>You’ve been eating better and exercising more.
>You’re pretty popular around town. Making spare bits and such as a “Handy man”.
>Your reach, digital manipulation, and charming personality has gotten you a lot of work.
>Hell you’ve even found you could hold your own helping out at Sweet Apple Acres.
>All that is small stuff though. There’s one real reason you love it here so much.
>Scootaloo
>Ever since taking her in, you have found purpose.
>Yet you feel like you’re forgetting something.

>Scootaloo lets you take her to school.
>When you do take her, you jog there. Good exercise and she loves riding on your back.
>When you get there, you make sure to give her a hug.
>Miss Cherilee waves to you and you wave back. She’s quite nice.
>If you were a bachelor stallion... Nah. You still can’t think like that.
>There’s only one girl you love and she’s almost late for class.
>She looks back and gives you one last wave before being pulled into the school house.
>You pick up your pace and head to town.
>Haven’t really seen some of your friends in a few days, might as well catch up.
>You don’t even bother turning around and calling it a day when you see Fluttershy.
>She’s become quite bearable and actually freakin’ adorable.
>You actually smile as you pass her and say your hellos.
>Whoa, wait! Slam on dem brakes!
>What is it brain?
>I want some answers, march your ass over there and do as I say.
>Ok.bmp
>”Um hey Fluttershy.” You say in an attempt at a cordial tone.
>She looks up from the flowers she was gathering. “Yes Anon?”
>Wow, you sure brain? Whatever. “Why do you want to have sex with me so bad?”

>Is she.... Is she disgusted?
>Now she’s turning all sorts of shades of red.
>”Oh my.... Oh... no please.” She’s backing away from you. What sort of bizarro world are you in NOW?
>You put your hands up in an act of innocence. “You know, all those times you made those plots and traps and such.”
>Her head starts shaking furiously. “Nonononono I only wanted to....”
>Put you in her shed and slowly cut you apart or break you down Misery style?
>Please stop filling in the blanks brain.
>She looks down in her cute way. “When I first found you, I was so scared. But I knew you needed my help. I brought you back and you were just so hurt and lost like a little critter.”
>That’s true. She was one of the first that found you. While all the others were timid and scared, she treated you with compassion. It wasn’t until you were able to strike out on your own that the attempts started.
>”I guess all I really wanted was to have you back... like when we first met.” She starts kicking the dirt softly.
>Wow, you feel like a dick. “So... I guess it was all a big misunderstanding huh?”
>She nods “Yeah, I guess. I’m not too good at...”
>You give her a hug and you hear her give an ‘eep’
>What did she say that one day? Kindness?
>”Would you like to come over for dinner tonight?”
>She smiles, blushes, and nods “Thank you, I would like that.”
>Ok, I’m satisfied.
>Thanks brain, that was actually pretty cool.
>OH! Let’s ask Applejack next!
>Eh... If you insist.

>Sweet Apple Acres.
>Home of the best apples.
>Your girl’s best friend.
>The coolest old timer ever.
>Boomhauer the p0ny.
>...And Applejack.
>Yup there she is, kicking the shit out of trees.
>”Hey AJ!” You shout out to her.
>She looks over, sees you, and smiles from ear to ear. “Howdy there!” She shouts as she runs up to you.
>”Here ta werk up a sweat with me? Or would ya like to help with tha orchard?” She chuckles.
>Damn it, she’s not going to make this easy.
>You just ignore her and ask away. “Can I ask why you’re so interested in having sex with me?” Ah yes, the element of honesty will have to tell you about how deep down she just wants to be loved and the only way she knows how is to...
>”Thought that was obvious. Cuz yer one hot stud!” She shouts with a gaffaw.
>That was... unexpected.
>She starts looking you up and down. “No stallion round these parts could keep up with me. I figur’d you’d give me one heck of a tussle. With those arms and hands and...”
>Ok, got what you needed. “I get it. I guess I should be flattered. Uh thanks I guess.”
>”Any time Anon.” She says with a wink.
>Eeesh. Time to get out of here. Hey, Twi’s been gone for a bit. Might as well see how Spike’s surviving bacheloring it up.

>Man, it’s nearly lunchtime already.
>Hopefully that dragon’s got some eats.
>You pass Rarity and she shouts something about your new suit.
>Pinkie’s singing something AGAIN.
>You just help yourself into the tree library thing.
>The music easily muffled by the door.
>”Hey Spike.” You shout with no answer. “Spike?”
>The library is much more presentable than the last time you saw it.
>Hope Twilight is enjoying her nerd vacation... Nerdcation
>Good one brain.
>You try to peer up to Twi and Spike’s loft. You’re met by a scroll to the head followed by “Can’t a guy get SOME privacy!?!”
>Ok, young male home alone. You were a teen once.
>”Don’t forget to drink lots of water.” You shout as you leave, scroll in hand.... Hey, it’s addressed to you.
>”By decree of the Princess of Equestria, you are cordially invited to Canterlot for a personal audience. Your friend Twilight has revealed a dark secret that must be rectified at once.”
>Just then Rarity appears at your side. “You’ll be needing that suit I think if we’re all going to Canterlot to see the Princess.”