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->"Hey Anon! Hey Anon!"
+>The day begun pretty dark, it was very windy and the surroundings were empty
->You look up from the book you are reading to see Lyra galloping towards you
+>It was almost an augury of what would happen today
->Setting your book aside you pat the open space next to you
+>But you couldn't know that, of course
-"What can I do for you, Lyra?"
+>You're still mulling over in your head, about how you could prevent it
->She jumps up next to you, spins around twice before plopping her flanks down and look up at you
+>How everything was so obvious, yet you never see it coming
->"Bon Bon dared me to kiss you!"
+>How you'll never see him again
->You chuckle
+>It all started during breakfast, it felt like a normal morning
-"Oh really?"
+>Anon and you were arguing, which it was quite common lately
->"uh huh, she said she's tired of me always talking about you and then said if I like you so much to kiss you"
+>When you know a pony -or in this case, a human- enough, you start to see only flaws on him
->Lyra then points at some bushes
+>And it is then when conflicts start
->"She's hiding over there"
+>Thinking that your first love is a human, was strange but fascinating at the same time
->You follow where her hoof is pointing at to see some bushes with the top of Bon Bon's head poking up at the top which quickly disappear
+>But then you realize humans are far more conflictive that any other pony you've ever met
-"So what now?"
+>And maybe it was because you tried to understand him
->"This" Lyra jumps up and hooks her forelegs over your shoulder and showers your face with kisses
+>But part of that human trait decided to stay with you
->Laughing you try to pull back while your eyes are closed making a face like you bit into a lemon
+>It's not like you enjoy fighting or discussing, that's the last thing you want
->This goes on for about a minute
+>But it becomes something unavoidable, like if was something necessary to keep the relationship alive
->Suddenly you hear a new voice along with some hot breath on the back of your neck
+>So yeah, one night you decided to confront him
->"That's not how you kiss"
+>He was getting used to spend less and less time with you
->Lyra stops her kiss onslaught and looks past you her nose booping yours
+>And always arriving almost at dawn
->"Oh yeah Bonnie, How would you do it?"
+>This would be the day, you thought for yourself
->You feel a new pair of hooves grab you head and pull you back until Bon Bon's face if looming over you
+
->"like this" Bon Bon licks your face, forehead to chin before kissing you on the lips deeply
+"I need to know why you keep getting late"
->This isn't playful shenanigans anymore
+>"I already told you, Pinkie invited me to chat and eat desserts for a while and time just goes pretty quickly"
->You're shocked and before you can do anything
+"I'm tired of hearing the same excuse every time, stop lying and just tell me that you're cheating me"
->Lyra begins to kiss your neck and chest
+>You couldn't hold yourself at that moment, it was too much just for one pony
->things are getting out of hand
+>"What are you talking about? I'd never..."
->Then you hear someone clear their throat
+"Oh yeah, right. Now you're telling me that you arrive eveynight at 4 am because you were eating candies. Who are you trying to fool? If you really are so happy spending time with somepony else, just tell me and I'll get out of your way"
->All three of you freeze before slowly look to the source to see an angry looking CherryBerry
+>"I'm getting really tired of these type of accusations. You know that I'd never cheat on you"
->"This is a family park with filly's not your bedroom, perverts"
+"Of course, like you'd never dump me on a date, or you'd never yell at me"
->Before you can answer both Lyra and Bon Bon take off.
+>You really needed to pull out everything, or else you'll keep it to yourself for the rest of your life
->Blowing you kisses before they disappear back into town
+>And that would be worse
->CherryBerry watches them gallop off before turning back to you
+>"Those were different, it has nothing to do with"
->You cough into you hand and pick your book back up
+"Of course, there's always a excuse."
-"I'll just finish this at home"
+>"You know what? I'm not in the mood to discuss anymore, just want to go to bed"
 "Well, I hope you have a place to stay, because I don't want you here"
 >"What the...?"
 >You wish you would have known what would happen next, because the last thing you wanted to see from him was a face of hate and disdain towards you
->Lyra's turn to cook tonight.
+
->You've been living with her for a year, and she's sweet, funny, and agreeably kooky.
+>"Lyra? Are you there?"
->You also detest spiders. Can't stand the little buggers
+>How weird...who could be at your door this late night?
->So, Lyra gets rid of them for you. You were grateful...until you saw exactly how she was doing that. Like, an hour ago.
+"P-Princess Twilight??!!"
->She didn't know you were looking. She just chewed once and swallowed it down
+>"Hi, sorry to bother you at this unappropiate hour. Can I come in?"
->You could barely keep from gagging when you saw it
+"Of course, it is such an honour"
->She's a little weird about her medications, too. Keeps them in the fridge. On a hunch, you checked the bottles
+>You invited her to sit on the rusty couch, hoping she wouldn't find it uncomfortable
->And sure enough, one of them contained fresh spiders. Big ones.
+>You weren't used to receive visits
->She's at the table with you, plowing through her seafood tempura with gusto.
+>Then you offer her a cup of tea
->You're picking at yours, trying not to imagine that the crispy little things are actually spiders, and not, as Lyra calls them, "Softshell Gryphonica Red Spider crabs."
+>It was a cold night after all
->And damned if they don't look like the ones in the big bottle.
+>She accepted very politely
->And even worse...they're delicious. They're about your favorite dish since coming to Equestria, and she cooks them a lot.
+>"I figured out about you and Anon"
->She notices you're not eating. "What's wrong, Anon?" she asks, concern in her voice. "You normally inhale this when I fix it. Is everything okay?"
+"Thank you so much, princess. Truth is, I can't get it out of my head"
->You look down at the plate of crunchy fried "spider crabs" and the seafood salad beside it, and back at her. Her face reflects her worry. "I'm...a little off my feed tonight," you say.
+>"I'd never imagine that you and him were having so many problems, I always saw him so happy and full of life..."
->You aren't lying. Your face is distinctly greenish. "I think lunch is disagreeing with me a bit. Uh...do you want this? Don't want it to go to waste," you say.
+"Neither do I, especially when I met him"
->Her face softens. She smiles. "True that," she says. "They're pretty pricy. I get a good deal on them, but yeah, let's not waste them." You slide the plate over to her and she munches through them.
+>It turns out that Anon was always so nice and gentle with every other pony, except with you
->later, in bed, after an energetic session of lovemaking, you find yourself staring at the dark ceiling for a long, long time.
+>Not that he's just plain rude, but you were expecting a relationship with him to be full of love and affection, and a lot of cuddles
 >But nothing last forever
 >It doesn't surprise you, to be honest
 "But there's something I don't understand, how did you realize about it? I'm pretty sure I didn't tell anypony, and I don't think Anon would be the type of stallion..."
->ywn form a menage a trois with the both of them
+>"Actually..."
->Cuddling whenever it's cold, a mare on each side
+"What?"
->Fooling around when making supper, until bonbon becomes all grumpy and you have to scratch her ears while minthoers kisses her
+>"I really shouldn't say this, but...
->Gang up on each other from time to time, like pinning lyra down while bonbon eats her out and you stroke her horn to stop her from using her magic to get out
+"What? What is it?"
->To wake up every other birthdays to find them sucking and lapping at your cock
+>What kind of secret would he tell to Twilight?
->To get one of them pregnant and to take care of the foal as if it had two mommies and a daddy
+>You don't understand anything
->Then having the other one wanting one of her own and giving it to her
+
 >"I remember that one day, not too long ago, he knocked the castle's door. Of course, I didn't know it was him until I saw him. He looked pretty drunk, almost about to pass out. He was talking nonsense about Celestia being a dictator and stuff..."
 "Oh by Celestia, I'm very sorry about that"
 >Although you don't really know why you're feeling sorry
->"So...this kind of thing happens a lot around here?"
+>"It doesn't matter, really. So, after convincing him to come into the castle, he started to tell me...things"
->You're Anon, and you're lying down, relaxing beside your live-in marefriend.
+>"About you two"
->On the ceiling.
+>Did he really told Twilight about you? All this time?
->Yeah. It's been one of THOSE days. At least chocolate milk isn't raining outside this time, and the furniture isn't animated. Discord isn't involved, apparently.
+>"At first he told me how he was the happiest man of Equestria when you two finally were an official couple. He talked about he couldn't be any happier with any other pony than you"
->You've met him. He's not a bad guy, once you get to know him.
+>You couldn't help yourself when princess told that, and a hint of a blush was drawn on your face
->"Well, it USED to," she says. "It seemed like something weird would happen a couple of times a month. Everypony just...got used to it. We'd have town meetings, the Mayor worked with Canterlot to come up with civil action plans, they held free workshops for volunteers. We'd come up with scenarios and drill. The first thing they drilled into us was BACE."
+>Despite all, Anon meant a lot to you
->"Base?"
+>"Then he talked about after the first year the things started to get worse..."
->"B.A.C.E." she pronounces each letter separately. "Breathe. Assess. Calculate. Execute.
+"Oh..."
->Outside the kitchen window, a school of brightly-colored fish with giant, carnivorous teeth swims by through the air, upside down from your perspective. Once the initial panic had died down, the whole thing was becoming fascinating.
+>"The fights, the constant complaints of both of you and the fact that you two didn't go out anymore..."
->Even a little amusing. She'd been the one to help you focus on your breathing, told you to close your eyes and breathe and listen to her voice, utterly calm and collected.
+>You can feel your stomach grumbling just with the thought of that
->It's just as well that this happened inside. If you'd been outside, you'd both be sailing through the ionosphere right now.
+>"And then he passed out. I took him to the guest room and the next morning he didn't seem to remember anything from last night. Then he just left"
->Lyra continues.
+"I see..."
->"First, breathe. Whatever's happening, if you're not immediately dead or bleeding, you're probably okay for at least the moment. Even if you ARE hurt, you're not doing yourself or anyone else any good if you're panicking. Get that under control." She's bouncing a rubber ball against the floor beneath you, catching it in her hooves when it comes back up.
+>"From that day, every night he did the exact same course of actions, he arrived drunk, talked to me about his problems, then passed out and the next morning he left"
->Magic is wonky right now. She'd tried to catch it in her magic, shortly after local gravity had reversed, and instead she'd accidentally blasted a hole in the floor with a bolt of lightning she HADN'T been trying to cast.
+"What k-kind of problems he talked about?"
 >"Mostly it was about human stuff. Like having no inter-net, or no hot water during shower, and the drinks without enough alcohol"
 "He's so sill-"
-She didn't even KNOW that spell.
+>"But he also talked about the fight you two had that same day"
->"You start telling yourself right off the bat that, whatever's happening, you can handle it. You're either right or you're not. Most of the time, though, you are. Mindset is the most important thing in a crisis, a negative attitude gets a pony hurt or killed faster than anything else." Tap tap tap goes the red rubber ball. She's amazingly good with those hooves.
+>This is the most embarrassing and depressing thing you've ever had to pass through
->"Second, you assess. You get to a safe place if there IS one as fast as possible and get anypony else there with you if you can. You check for injuries, then you start first sharing information with other ponies. If you're already in a safe place, you stay there. We're safe for the moment, so..."
+"I'd rather not to talk about it"
->You're not so sure about that. You hear rumbles and bangs outside, far away. Whatever's happening, it's major.
+>"I'm really sorry, I thought you would want to know it"
->"Most of the time, you sit and wait until the authorities--or whoever's handling it--does their thing. That's the police and emergency workers first, with the Elements helping as they need to, or the militia. If it's something that ONLY the elements can help with, they do--whatever it is that needs doing while the authorities just concentrate on keeping order, giving them a clear field to work with and helping anypony that needs it. You stay out of the way."
+"I do but...digging into details just makes me feel awful"
->There's a deafening explosion and a roar that sounds like Hell itself opened up. Maybe it has. Apparently there actually IS a Hell, and here it's called Tartarus. Really made you think. Or panic, that was threatening to rise again.
+>"...There's one thing you should really know"
->Lyra's dulcet voice is soothing and rhythmic, and you deliberately tune out the outside distractions and listen to it. Breathe. Calm down, Anon, you're fine, both of you are fine.
+
->the ball bounces against the floor every couple of seconds with a gentle tapping sound. tap...tap...tap...like a metronome. You feel the warmth of her body next to you and the feel of her silken fur against you.
+>"Hello Twilight, can we talk for a moment?"
->Gradually your breathing eases again. You open your eyes, and outside, you see trees ambulating past. There's a flash, and first one of them and then another explodes into burning kindling. There's a rainbow colored streak that suddenly pauses, and you see Rainbow Dash, holding a tiny, scared-looking filly in her forelegs.
+"Eh, sure. Why not?"
->She says something to the kid, smiling reassuringly, and the little filly giggles. And then they're both gone. "Damn," you say, wonder and awe momentarily driving away fear and apprehension. "It's like having a real-life superhero team next door."
+>It's the first time you see him sober in a long time
->"Just knowing that that helps a lot," she says, smiling. "They're completely bucking crazy, all of them. But if you need help, you don't want anypony else beside you." Giant-ass snakes made of fire and lava swim by in the air outside, and you close your eyes again. You fucking hate snakes.
+>He was getting used to arrive at the castle drunk and acting like and idiot
->Wait, was that Applejack riding one of them? You think you recognize her from the market. You can't tell for sure, but the pony is orange, wearing a stetson and she's snarling and punching the giant burning serpent in the back of the head with a booted hoof over and over, and you can hear the thuds even through the walls of the house.
+>And the rest of the time he was with Lyra
 >Of course , it is normal to spend of your time with your couple, but think there's a limit
 >Anyways...
->"Once you're someplace safe, start administering first aid. Treat the worst cases first. Every block has a block captain, and she's trained for basic first aid, she gives orders to everyone else if they don't know. She does a quick headcount and we start first aid for anypony who needs it. Ponyville's small enough that most of us know pretty much everypony else, so that helps." tap...tap...tap.
+>The only reason he came to you drunk was to talk with you about his problems
->"You can't get a business license here or rent out properties without taking a first aid test and getting a refresher annually. Not everypony likes that, but..." you hear the shrug in her voice. "It's free, it's a day or two of your time, and it's better than running a motel or a boarding house and not being able to help your guests or customers when something happens."
+>And he sure has a lot of problems
->There's another series of explosions, disturbingly close. tap...tap...tap goes the ball.
+>Especially with Lyra
->"Once you've got first aid down, then you..Calculate. You come up with a plan. Most of the time, your plan is going to be very simple. Just wait, take care of each other, keep each other calm.
+>But seeing him like this, at this time
->"If you have to leave, you discuss what you're going to do and where you're going to go and who does what, the next closest place that should be safe and the fastest, safest way to get everypony there. that's usually where the arguments start, when some flankhole decides that they'd rather be in charge. So this is more of an ideal than reality, but you have to deal with that as it comes.
+>You can't expect anything good
->She mutters a name under her breath. It sounds like "Filthy Rich."
+"I have to admit, it's a pleasant surprise not to see you...you know..."
->"Anyway, then you Execute. Carry the plan out, whether it's 'Wait until it's over and the authorities sound the All-Clear,' or 'Evacuate to the a safer location,' or 'Repel zomponies.'"
+>"Yeah, I know that. I guess it's a bad habit to drown all my problems in alcohol. But I'm not here to talk about it"
->Your eyes fly open. "Wait a second, there's zomponies here?" "Zombies? Like, walking dead?" You look over at her. "No foolin'?"
+"Then what brings-"
->She looks amused, and stops bouncing her ball. "No foolin'. Flim Flam brothers and their traveling medicine show last year. Their Mane and Tail Tonic had tana leave extract or something. It worked, just don't use it in a mortuary. Which is bad because it was the best mane shampoo I've ever had..." she looks irritated for a moment. "Dumb zomponies..."
+>"I don't want to live in Equestria anymore, Twilight..."
->How the HELL are those two brothers not dead or in jail yet? it's a mystery to you. >Thunder rumbles outside, and the sky abruptly darkens. Fire rains from the heavens. You see a small giggling pink pony bouncing by the window, apparently having the time of her life. A second later, you see another, and another, and then a veritable army of hundreds of identical pink, curly-maned ponies comes by, the fire passing harmlessly by them and through them.
+"W-What? What are you talking about?"
 >"Things between Lyra and me are just getting worse, I can't see how to make up things"
 "That's reasonable, but...leaving Equestria? What about all of your friends?"
->You belatedly recognize the waittress from Sugarcube Corner. Behind them, a crab roughly the size of a small factory ambles past, with several identical pink ponies, a small purple-maned unicorn you recognize as the town librarian, a yellow pegasus, and the white unicorn pony who runs the clothing boutique riding it. She's sitting behind the head, apparently barking instructions to the crustacean.
+>"I don't have any real friends, Twilight. Aside from you, of course. Lyra is the only reason I'm still here"
->Lyra gently closes your gaping jaw with a hoof.
+"Anon, it doesn't have to be like this..."
->You wonder, not for the first time, just what in the HELL is going on out there.
+>"I'm sorry. I'm really really sorry. I'm such a coward. I've always been a coward. I really don't want end up things like this but..."
->Three of the pink ponies appear at the window. "HEY LYRA, HEY NONNY!' they call in perfect unison, waving gaily. "How's it going? You guys okay in there?"
+"But what? Why aren't you fighting for her? Do you really love her?"
->They seem utterly unfazed by the fact that you're both sitting on the ceiling.
+>"I do but..."
->"We're okay," Lyra calls back. "So what's going on out there?"
+"No excuses. Now go there and tell Lyra you want to fix things between you two"
->"Oh, you know, the usual," they shrug. "We're running a special at the store, the Free Foal Press got a new editor, escaped undead sorcerer from Tartarus is trying to take over the world, that kind of thing. No biggie. We should have it taken care of in a little bit." They look at you closely. "Hey, do you know you guys are on the ceiling? That looks like fun!"
+>"Twilight..."
->"Yeah, it happened just little while ago," Lyra says.
+"And if that doesn't work..."
->"It's okay," you say nonchalantly. "We had a little problem with change falling out of my pockets, but other than that, it's been kind of fun."
+>"..."
->Surprisingly enough, you realize you're not just acting. Sometime ago, the fear had finally evaporated, to be slowly replaced with growing wonder. And if Lyra is unconcerned by all of this, why should YOU be?
+>I can't believe I'm saying this
->She's beside you, with you. Whatever's going on, as long as she's with you, you can handle it. You pull her in snugly against you, and she relaxes into your warmth.
+"I will take care of sending you back to earth"
->"Oh yeah, we're having a 'Hey, We Stopped the Ancient Prophecy And Kept The Meanie Undead Sorcerer From Destroying The World' theme party after this," say the Pinkies in perfect unison. "You're invited, if you guys wanna come along. Everyone's invited!" She/they look off at something in the distance, and their eyes go starry.
+>You really don't want to do this, but...
->"Oh--OH! We gotta go, there's giant cake golems coming over the hill! And they're CHOCOLATE! STAND BACK, GUYS! I'VE GOT THIS!" they yell. They look back at you. "I was made for this moment," they say with grim determination, smirking.
+>"I see. Thanks Twilight."
->And with that, they're gone.
+
 >"Then that same night I went back to bed early thinking that finally things would be better, but I was so wrong..."
 >Then you remember it
->"Hold on," says Lyra. She disengages herself from your grip and trots across the ceiling toward the wall over the refrigerator. She hops "upward" and snags the handle of the freezer compartment, and then opens the refrigerator to retrieve a bottle of soda.
+>That was the same night you made him sleep outside
->You have NO idea how hooves can be so dextrous, even now.
+>And now that you know it, you can't stop feeling this guilty that eats you from inside
->"Catch!" it takes two tries for her to figure out the logistics of throwing something, since the change in gravity only seems to affect living things, not inanimate objects. But you finally catch first one bottle, and then another.
+>Things would really could have been better, everything could have been fixed
->She deftly retrieves a couple of long bendy straws from a drawer, and drops back "down" onto the ceiling with them in her mouth. Trotting over to you, she gives you one, and you both open your sodas, carefully holding them "upside down" relative to you.
+>But that day...you were so mad, so reluctant to listen
->You stick your crazy straws into them and sip. Your eyes meet.
+>The fact that you would never see him again because of you, make you burst in tears
->Smiling, you click your bottles together. "To us," you say.
+>Even in front of the princess
->"To us," she says, smiling. You sip your sodas, talking about nothing much.
+>"Oh Celestia, Lyra are you alright? I can bring you more tea..."
->An hour or so later, gravity abruptly reverses. Lyra catches you both with her magic just in time, lowering you both gently to the ground.
+>You could barely make a few sounds between sobs
->It's just another day in Equestria.
+>The only you can think right now, is how everything could have been a lot better
 >What would you two be doing right now?
 >Probably at this time of the day, at the bed
 >Cuddling each other, while staring
->>Careful with that, ponies aren't metabolic garbage disposals like humans are. Lyra could probably nurse one Pabst all night and be super fucked up.
+>Enjoying each other's company
 >And that thought make you feel worse
->Be Lyra. And the goddesses must hate you.
+>You don't want to feel this anymore
->You're face-down in your pillow. Your mouth tastes like cats have done their business in it.
+
->And then they died there, and somepony buried them in your mouth.
+>"Are you sure you're okay? I can prepare you more tea if you want..."
->Your head is spiinning. Your stomach is a sickly boiling pot of acid you could use to smelt mithril ore. You attempt to raise up, but your face is stuck to your pillow.
+"A-Actually, only thing I want right now is to be alone. If you don't mind, princess"
-"Auuuugh..." you moan.
+>"I understand. If you don't mind, I'll visit you tomorrow to se how you're doing"
->You stick out a hoof and touch something...warm, smooth, slightly fuzzy. Oh. Right, Anon. Okay.
+"Thank you princess. Good night"
->"Morning," you hear. Your head throbs with every word. You clap your hooves over your ears, which are flattened against your head in a desperate effort to keep out the noise.
+>And then you saw her leaving
-"Oh Luna...kill me, please," you moan.
+>Even thought you should, you can't stop thinking about it
->"Hangover?" you hear. He sounds weirdly amused. Bastard.
+>And how happy you were
-"YOU'RE BREATHING TOO LOUD!" you hiss, your voice muffled. 'STOP BREATHING!"
+>Especially when you two met each other
->You stumble out of bed, the pillow still glued to your face, and stumble blindly into a wall headfirst. Oh, right, maybe you should have tried to pull it off before getting up. Just a thought.
+>You'll never feel something like that again, that's for sure
-"Owww..."
+>The memories of that first day you saw him started to flood back to your head
->You fall over. "Hold on," you hear. A second later, you feel hands grabbing the pillow, and it's gone. You blink, your eyes watering at the sudden glare.
+>You remember he was accompanied by the princess Twilight and her friends, also known as the elements of harmony
->It's actually fairly dark in the bedroom, but to your light-sensitive eyes, it's like staring into Celestia's sun, and it sends icicles of agony inro your head. Your stomach lurches.
+>They were talking about finding him on an ancient temple or something
->You're not sure how you got here, but you're over the toilet and Anon is holding your mane away from your face while your body tries to rid itself of everything you've consumed in approximately the last six months.
+>You remember to see everypony around you looking at him with disgust or fear
->You glance at the hideous mess (when in Tartarus did last eat carrots?) smell the stink of liquor and half-digested Neighponese food, and suddenly you're vomiting again. You finally finish and fall back onto the floor, moaning.
+>But you...you were so curious and intrigued
->he offers you a glass of cold water, and you wash your mouth out and spit into the toilet.
+>What kind of monster or creature is that?
 >Was he dangerous? Friendly? You surely wanted to find out
 >You remember trying to hide behind the door, listenig the conversation inside the castle
->You lie there against the porcelain, shivering, while Anon simply strokes your back and mane. It's soothing, almost enough to make you forget you're sicker than you've ever imagined it was possible for a pony to feel.
+>In an oversight the door just opened and you fell on your back rollling through the stairs
-"Ahh luna, I'm dead," you moan. "I'm dead and this is Tartarus..."
+>The first one to notice you was precisely the human, you remember his first words
->"You're not dead," says Anon. "You just wish you were. You're hung over. Like, epically hung over."
+>"Are you hurt?"
-"Nuh uh," you say, swallowing. "I've been hung over. This is like a punishment from the Goddesses. Oh god..." your stomach shifts queasily, in time with your screaming headache. Every muscle feels like it's been beaten individually with a hammer. Even your TEETH hurt.
+>He said it while going towards you
->And your horn...oh Celestia preserve you...
+>You were so ashamed, trying to not blush in front of the princess
->Anon disappears briefly. A minute later, he's back, with a glass of something. He hands you some pills. "Aspirin. Drink it with this. Slowly."
+>Then you heard the most beautiful words he could have ever pronounced
->You dry-swallow the aspirin and then sip your drink. It's orange juice, it's ice-cold and sweet and...you detect just a touch of salt in it.
+>"You are a very cute pony. What is your name?"
->It's the most delicious thing you've ever tasted.
+>So many thoughts were crossing your mind, trying to focus your mouth in order to say something
->"Slowly," he says. "Don't bolt it or you'll lose it. Just sip it. It'll put some of your fluid and salt back. You're dehydrated."
+"L-Lyra...."
->you sit there on the bathroom floor, sipping your ice cold salted OJ for a few minutes, your headache slowly easing in slow increments. Your memory of last night is a blur.
+>"Lyra, what a beautiul name..."
-"What happened?" you ask.
+"Th-thanks..."
->"Before or after you climbed the table and started air-guitaring 'Goldfish Warning?'" he asks.
+>Now it was impossible for you to hide the blush on your face
-"....uh...after?" You don't remember that. But.."I DO remember something--a fight?" You have vague memories of an argument with a very short pony.
+>"Would you like to go eat something, while we talk? I really want to know more about you"
->"You got into a fight with a fire hydrant," says Anon. "You declared yourself the winner, and then you climbed on top of it and pronounced it the sovereign property of the nation of Heartstringia. Then you tried to take it home with you."
+"Y-Yes...please"
->You still don't remember.
+
-"Oh maaaaan...what else?"
+>You've never been so ashamed and happy at the same time
->Anon ticks them off on his fingers.
+>And almost without realizing it, the time just went on
 >Anon and you spent a lot of time together
 >And by a lot you mean almost inseparable
->"You also tried to tackle a tree, you climbed into a dumpster and declared your intention to live there, and then you tried to prove you could write your name in the snow.."
+>It is amazing how two individuals can be so united
-"Oh luna..."
+>Any other pony would say it's magic
->"And it turns out you totally can, which was...interesting, because you peed in an ice machine. Then you got your head stuck in a lampshade and panicked, leading to a fifteen minute chase through two stores and some mare's house..." He pauses. "I have pictures," he says, and you can hear the amusement in his voice.
+>But you were sure it was more than that
->You cradle your head in your hands, wishing you could melt into the floor.
+>Some time later, Bonbon forced you to ask him out
-"H-how many?" you ask, shakily. "How many did I have?"
+>As an official date
->"Just the one," he says. "One Quadruppel."
+>He still was too shy, despite all those good times
->No. It had to have been like a thousand. It had to have been gallons.
+>Those jokes and those afternoons looking at sunset
-"Nooooo..." you say.
+>Maybe it was because he never managed to fully interact with other ponies than you
->"Yep," he says cheerfully. "Just the one. You ponies are lightweights. I drank like, six."
+>In the end, he invited you before you can do it
->You look at him sullenly over your delicious glass of salty-sweet OJ. He has no right to look this good when you're dying here.
+>With a lot of trouble, of course
-"I hate you," you say darkly. "With lasers."
+>He came up with the lame excuse that fairs are fun to hang out
->He chuckles. "I love you too. Now let's get some more fluids in you, sweetie."
+>You think Rainbow Dash forced him
->it's a dead, do-nothing-and-recover kind of day.
+>Thanks Celestia for her
 >Anyways, you remember to spent some time at fair games
 >Chill out while eating cotton candy
 >And then we sit at the bay, while we looked at the stars
 >It was a beautiful night, no clouds
 >And the moon bigger and brighter more than any other day
 >It was so wonderful
 >Unforgetable
 >Then he decided to talk first
 >You'll never forget his exact words
 >"Lyra, I'm not good saying these things, but I really want you to be my girlfriend"
 "Me too, Anon. Nothing would make me happier"
 >It couldn't have been better
 
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 >Be Lyra
 >Want hot Monkey Dick
 >Find Human
 >Kidnap Human against his will
 >Bring him home
 >Gag Human
 >Strap him to queen size bed frame
 >Heart Racing with excitement
 >Pussy quivering with anticipation
 >Insert Man Meat in moist orifice
 >Ride him like there's no tomorrow
 >Force him to cum buckets
 >belly bloats with how much seed you took
 >Continue to fuck him silly
 >Milk his balls dry
 >Fuck him to death.
 >Bury body
 >Give birth to manpone hybrid
 >Raise abomination
 >Raise till old enough to fuck.
 >Rape
 >Rinse Repeat