(18+) My Tardy Gilda

>Be 21
>New college and no parents
>Awwww yisssssss
>Your first term classes are mostly review of High School level crap
>Easy A
>Mom broken up about you leaving home
>Dad counting the days to kick you out
>Good times
>Right now you are on your way to Manehatten College on a full scholarship
>Mom is still weeping
>"Anon! It's so far! What if you need something or-" Dad cuts in
>"Anon is a man now and doesn't need us anymore" Mom just seems more distraught by this
"Mom, I can always call you if something comes up."
>Mom is still broken up but at least she isn't wailing.
>Time to nap, your still over two hours away...

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>feel something grabbing your arm
>Dad is pulling you out of the car
>"Come on Anon, I don't have all day."
>your face when all of your bags are on the sidewalk
>your face when your dad was going to toss your sleeping body onto the sidewalk.
>Ass
>Climb out of the car over to your bags
"Could have at least woken me up before you-"
>you are interrupted by a very pink blur mysteriously appearing behind you
>"Ohmygoshyoumustbeoneofthenewfreshmenmynameispinkameadianepiebutyoucanjustcallmepinkie-"
>Holy shit does she breathe?
>"-ifyoueverneedanythingatallyoucanalways-"
>You cut her off with the way of your hand
"Look, I was just sleeping so your going to have to tone that down just a bit."
>The Pink girl stares at you for a moment
>"Name is Pinkie! I'm the new RA for the top floor of the dorms."
>Name
>Pinkie
>whynot.jpg
>"Lemme have a lookie-look at your papers and I can help you get settled."
"Just let me say good-bye to my-
>You didn't even hear your dad drive off
"Never mind then." 'Jerk off'
>Grabbing your few bags you let yourself be lead off by this strange Pink Girl.
>On your way in you turn back to look over the courtyard of the campus.
>There is a girl in a brown bomber jacket and hair.
>Looks totally out of place in the crowd and mighty uncomfortable
>Pinkie is nattering on about classes
>Girl on Campus is now freaking out
>Pinkie materializes beside you
>"Uh-oh, that Gilda is having one of her episodes"
"Who is Gilda, and what do you mean episodes?"

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>'Gilda' is looking extremely agitated
>Some concerned guy is moving up behind her to calm her down
>"Bad idea" Pinkie mutters
>Before you have a chance to ask what she means you see a flash of movement
'Ohmyfuckinggod'
>Gilda spins around and plants her fist straight into the guys face.
>You think he did a flip
>"Anon....?"
>That's an awful lot of blood
>"Anon?"
>Someone should really -
>"ANON!"
>You turn to the now stone faced Pinkie
>it's pretty unnerving
>"Anon, listen Gilda is a little bit different-"
'says the pink girl'
>"Look, just stay away from her. I don't want you to end up like Gyro over there."
>Puzzled you looked back to the campus center
>assuming Gyro was the one with the now rearranged face, you think that maybe that would be good advice
>You also absently notice Gilda is missing
>You hear Pinkie go back to talking about the College's history, apparently she had taken your hand and lead you inside
>You barely register what she is saying as you wonder more about Gilda
>Gilda
>What do you care about some crazy girl...

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>"-And that's how Equestria was made!" Pinkie finishes as she stops by a vacant dorm room "Anyway, this is your dorm room."
>you look inside. Olive green walls, twin bed to once side and a desk.
>"Since I'm your RA there are a few rules I'm supposed to let you know." Pinkie gets a little serious here
>Plopping your bags down on the bed you turn and give her your full attention
>"No parties, cooking, alcohol, or massive harem orgies allowed." She says this as if it is the most normal thing in the world. Then her grin returns "Unless I'm invited. I'm the first door by the stairs if you have any issues, noise isn't a problem, since last year they installed soundproofing."
>she lost you at the orgy bit
>"You should really close your mouth, or flies will get in there."
>She moves out of your room and into the hall "Sock on the door if you have someone over." >She proceeds to hum a little tune to herself as she goes to her room
>'Sock...? For what now?'
"Better get unpacked"

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>It took you less then an hour to get unpacked
>maybe if your Dad wasn't such a douche you could have packed more
>just as you were about to sit down on your bed a knock came at your door
>"Anon, it's me. Pinkie!" A chipper voice rings through
"Come on in"
>Pinkie smiles brightly as she enters "I looked over your schedule, most of your classes are near mine so I'll come get you in the mornings"
"Ummm...wow thanks Pinkie."
>"No problem Nonny! If you are up for it a little later I'll show you around campus but right now I have to go help the freshman."
"Sounds great!"
>"Great!" Pinkie walks out again and down the hall
"Now what do I do..."

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>deciding that staying in your room would be a complete waste, you decide to do a little exploring
>halls are filled with teachers, parents, students and other people busily trying to get ready for the school year
'Wow, I always thought that College would be a lot more organized then this'
>In your musing you almost walk right into someone
>"Watch where your going thweeb!"
'Huh?'
>You look at who you bumped into
>White hair
>Brown bomber jacket
>Yellow eyes
>Pissed expression
'Oh fuck it's Gilda'
"I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention."
>"Thorry ithn't good enough thweeb!"
"Let me help you up."
>She gets even more angry
>"Get you handth away from me"
>You immediately retract your hand
'what's up with her speech' you think idly to yourself
>A memory from your first year of high school clicks in
>You had a "special needs" student, as the teacher called it, in your math class.
>He had a similar lisp but much different facial features, like they weren't formed right
>Gilda, however, actually seemed at first glace normal
>Besides the scowl and murder eyes
>As if you were the expert, you've only seen her twice
>A sharp pain in your gut wakes you from your musing
>Gilda punched you
>"I thaid, how are you gonna pay me back for making throp my thuff?"
>Mind blank
>"I thon't like waiting." Gilda seemed to be readying another punch
>Think fast
"I can carry your stuff for you"
>That was definitely not what you had in mind
>2beta4me
>She seemed to consider it before decking you again
>"Ath if," Gilda bends down and snags a $5 from your wallet "Nobody touchth my thuff."
>She walks off as you take in what happend
>You just got gut shot by a tard and she stole your money
>What a way to start college

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>Embarrassment aside, you can't lay on the floor forever.
>Damn she's got a wicked right arm
>Struggling up to your feet, you lean against the wall for a minute as the pain dulls
>What the hell were you doing you right before this?
>Wandering
>Right
>One foot in front of the other
>Ow fuck it still hurts
'Back to the dorm, exploring was a bad idea'

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>Finally back to your room
>Pretty much everyone was too busy to even acknowledge your existence
"When was I supposed to meet with Pinkie?'
>Did she even say?
>I guess she'll come by when she's done
>Laying down for a quick rest your mind is plagued with yellow eyes and an angry scowl


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>*Knock knock knock*
>"Nonny! I've got everyone settled in, did you still want to come out?"
> A little groggy you call out
"Yeah. I'll be out in a second."
>"Okie-dokie-lokie"
>Lifting your shirt you see the making of a large bruise forming on your stomach
'Well shit'
>smoothing down your shirt and running a hand through your hair you move towards the door
>As you open the door, Pinkie's smile gets
>"Come on Nonny!" She says grabbing your arm in hers "You just have to meet my friends!"
>Her friends...?
"I thought that we were doing a tour"
>"Well duh, but they we are gonna go to the local Sugarcube Cafe to meet my friends so you aren't so lonely!"
'Am I lonely?'
>"Besides, you'll see most of them on our way around!"
What have I go myself into...

"Ugh"
>you awaken back in your darkened dorm room
>Wait what?
>Covers pulled up
>In your sleep clothes
>What happened last night?
>You remember Pinkie taking you around the school
>You remember meeting her friend Twilight in the Library
'And I thought Anon was bad'
>You remember meeting Rainbow in the Weight room
'Celebrity parents and their crazy names'
>You remember going to student services and talking to some girl hiding under the desk.
>Beyond that your recollection is in tatters
>Maybe Pinkie can help fill you in?
*Knock knock knock*
>"Nonny...? Are you up yet?"
>Pinkie sounds worried
>Did something happen?
"Yeah Pink's, just come on in."
>She opens and shuts the door and rushes to your bedside
>"Geeze Nonny, the girls and I were so scared after what happened at the cafe!"
'Wut'
>"I should have warned you about that."
'Did I get drugged?'
>"The Super Mega Pinkamena Pie Special is not for the faint of heart or the weak of temperament."
'Did I bang Pinkie....?'
>"Seriously, that drink has more sugar and caf-"
>She stops mid sentence
>"What's with the look Nonny?"
>mind blank
>"Did you think something naughty happened?"
>Her smile take as decidedly sultry turn
>Brain control so to be override imminent
"I- I couldn't remember much after the t-tour...."
>Her smile becomes predatory
>"You thought the Super Mega Pinkamena Pie Special was something a little warmer then a drink?"
>Brain, this is boner. Assuming direct control in 3...
>"Not only that, it looks like you are a little disappointed that it wasn't..."
2...
>Here Pinkie leans dangerously close to your face
>"Not that I am against the idea at all..."
1...
>And then she leans back and giggles
>"Sorry Nonny! I haven't had that kind of fun in a long time."
>you timidly laugh as well, hoping it masks your disappointment
>Pinkie starts heading to the door and turns just before leaving
>"Nonny? What is with the bruise on your stomach? Did someone hit you? Was it your Dad?"
'Oh shit'

'What am I going to say?'
>"Nonny? You don't have to tell me but, I am a little worried."
"Pinkie, a box fell on me while I was setting up."
>Pinkie's smile comes back and she seems relieved
>"Good. Be a little more careful next time."
"Sure thing."
>Pinkie leaves to do whatever it is she does
>What to do? Classes start in a week and you are prepared already.
>Go to the library and read
>Or.....
>Weight room to get /fit/
>Whynot?
"Let's get lifting."

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>Into Weight Room
>You've changed into a muscle shirt
>Room's pretty empty
>Just a huge bodybuilder guy
>Holy fuck he is a giant
>He looks over at you and puts down his weights
>"Some new blood around here?"
>Drogo looking guy is coming over to you
>He extends his hand
"Anon"
>"Bulk! Always good to see newbies come in."
>Holy shit his hand is almost as big as your head and his grip might crush your feeble hand
>"Just make sure you always put away your weights and things will go just fine. Also if you have beef with someone else, stow it or I'll do it for you"
>The thought of this happening is enough to scares you straight
>Bulk goes off and with a small wave
>You get set up with some dumb bells
>No spotter means nothing too crazy
>After a few sets someone else enter the room
>White hair
>Purple sports bra
>Yoga pants
>Damn she is cute
>Yellow eyes
>Ohfuckabort
"Gilda...?"
'oh shit you said that out loud.'
>"Thweeb? I thon't recall telling you my name."
>She looks mad
>Despite you potential death you look her over
>nice abs, perky chest, firm thighs
>Dong rises
>Brain override
>"Thtop thtaring freak!" She yells
>look away immediately
>Bulk calls out "There a problem over there?"
>Gilda calls back "Nothin'th wrong, just chatting with the newbie."
>"Alright then."
>you want to say she was gonna hurt you
>you were staring
> while you have some inner conflict, she just ignores your existence and starts her warm up
>She has her back to you
>dat ass
>"I can thtill thee you thweeb." she hisses at you
>full body blush
>over the next couple hours you find your eyes wandering over to her now glistening body
>'I wonder what she would taste like if I-'
'FUCK BONER'
>'....You want to know too....'
'just shut up and let me work out'
>'not happening, just think about what she could do with those powerful thighs...'
'GODDAMN IT'
>Gilda is now staring right at you
>Why is she staring at you?
>Could she read little Anon's thoughts?
>"Thweeb."
>She seems calm
"Gilda"
>awkward silence ensues
>"Shit, you guys are still in here? It's like 7:30 go get some grub." Bulk is completely unaware of your inner torment
"Oh, I'll tidy up my stuff and-"
>"Just get out, I got this for you. You too Gilda you guys have been working out since this morning" Bulk grabs you and you finally realize that your limbs are now spaghetti
>Bulk is a bro
"Whoa"
>you walk uneasily towards the door
>Gilda strides past you as if all the intense work out did nothing to her
>You can't help yourself as you eyeball her spandex clad ass
'Damn. Why are all the hotties taken or crazy?'
>No brain, Gilda is not hot
>Gilda hurts Anon
>Gilda is enemy
>"Thweeb, I thwear the if I catch you thtraring again I gonna lay you flat." Seems she caught you staring
>you always thought you were subtle
>She had already left by the time you regain enough muscle power to get going
>Leaving the room and heading towards your dorm you hear the rush of wind
>Ow Christ that hurts
>You just had a swift introduction to the floor
>You feel a foot push into your back
>Gilda
>"Thtop thtaring at me like thome kind of freak thweeb. Work out time ith thacred, and jutht becauthce Bulk'll thtop me inthide hith gym, doethn't mean I wouldn't wait for you and get you after."
>lifting her foot off your back, she briskly walked away
>you are seriously hoping that you never have to feel the full wraith of Gilda
>you limp back up to your dorm room
>you explain to a worried Pinkie that you just hit the gym a little too hard on the way back
>you close the door and get into your shower
>what did you do to deserve getting your ass laid out like that?
>the hot water did little to soothe the aches of a long work out and asswhooping
>deciding an early night would be advisable, you hit your bed pretty early
>Tonight the yellow eyes return with full force
>Tonight they are half-lidded
>Tonight they aren't angry
>Tonight they aren't unwelcome

>that was the rest of your week
>get up
>hit the gym
>hang with Pinkie
>Run ins with Gilda
>Same shit ever day
>New bruises every once in a while
>it's Sunday night now
>Actual school work starts tomorrow
>you weren't even worried
>schedule check
> Math Mr. Adams
> English Mr. Rue
> Chemisty Mrs. Velvet
> History Mrs. Yearling
>Yeah, this is all review you may be able to just do some exemption tests and get out of 3 out of 4 classes
>No fears at all
*knock knock knock*
>You knew it was Pinkie even before she opened the door
>"Nonny! I completely forgot one super important thing!"
>Startled at her apparent lapse, you listen intently
>She hands you an envelop with her distinct handwriting on it
>confusion clear on your face you accept it
>"It's your invitation to this years first Pinkie Party! They happen almost every friday!"
>you stare at the letter in your hand and risk a glace up at Pinkie
>"There's food, drinks, even a DJ!"
"Wait the rules-"
>"Only exist if I'm not invited Silly!"
>this is an interesting development
>in house party floor every week?
>Life's not so bad at all!
>"Remember Nonny, I'll come pick you up early tomorrow so you can get to class on time."
"Thanks Pinks, don't know what I'd do without you."
>You smile
>She's really nice to you
>"Oh Nonny, I am really looking forward to this year!"
"So am I Pinks."
>She closes the door and yells a goodbye
>changing for the night you begin to let sleep take you
>familiar dream of yellow eyes
>yup normal week through and through.

>7am
*knock knock knock*
>"Nonny, I know you are probably still asleep but I'm coming in anyway!"
>you know she would
>it was the plan
>you woke up early
>you would surprise her
>the door opens
"........"
>She's not there
>"What are we doing in the closet Nonny?"
>DAFUQ?!
>You fall forward for quite possibly the 20th time since you got here
>"Sorry Nonny, you are gonna need to do a lot better if you are gonna catch me off guard!"
>But how did she...?
>"I'm Pinkie Pie, also here's some coffee to help wake you up"
>you decide that it would be best to just accept that she is impossible and head to class

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>"And here you are! Math with Mr. Adams!"
"Thanks Pinkie"
>She waves to you as she enters a class on the other side of the hall
>you open up the door and you are greeted by a middle aged man in a suit and tie
>"Well, well, well, what brings you to my classroom this early?"
>early
>Look at the clock
>7:30
>Class starts at 7:50
"Oh sorry sir. A friend helped me find my way here and I guess I was just a bit too early."
>"Not at all my boy, you are just in time. Could you give me a hand setting up my projector?"
>Seems fine
>As you work in silence the class slowly fills up with students
>You take a desk near the back, you'd be out of here soon anyway
>just as 7:50 rolls around one last student comes in
>Gilda
>You scan the room quickly
>only empty seat is beside you
'fuck'
>Mr. Adam's sees the same thing and sends her to sit beside you
>Beyond that you hardly listen to the teacher and focus solely on the girl beside you
>"Thweeb."
"Gilda."
>"Lithten, I know you don't like me but we are thtuck with this until we are done with thith clathth."
"Sure thing Gilda, whatever you say."
>"Thweeb, I'm theriouth. I can't afford to get pulled out again."
>She clasps a hand over her mouth
'Pulled out? What could she mean by that?'
>"Tell no one, or I'll kill you"
>as you respond to her, Mr.Adams mentions exemption tests are at the end of the week.
"Well in a week, I'll be out of your hair."
>a small look of shock on her face is quickly covered by anger.
>"If your as good as you think you are thweeb, tho am I."
>that sounds vaguely menacing
>Bell rings
>Gilda stays behind and watches you leave
>you can't help but feel a slight shiver as you are walking away
>You can't help but feel that shiver go a little too far south for just fear
'I'm losing it...'

>Mr. Rue's English class
>No Gilda in this on
>Not sure if overjoyed or disappointed
>seriously you must be going insane
>He had a 5 pages of lined paper on every desk
>big block letters on the chalk board
> WRITE A FORMAL OPINION PIECE ON ANY SUBJECT WITHIN THE ALLOTTED TIME AND TURN YOUR PAPERS IN
>Coolstorybro.jpg
>you decide to write yours on the History of the Internet and how beneficial it's creation has been to mankind
>kek yeah right
>Entire class is dead silent
>Easily bullshit your way through all five pages in record time
>Raise hand for more
>Mr.Rue comes over and takes your papers and beckons you to the front
>having no other viable choice you go to the front
>Some people have turned to stare at you standing at the front
>Uncomfortable.avi
>Mr.Rue taps his desk and hands you back a rubric with a small message
>"Congratulations Anon, you are hereby exempt from English 101 with a mark of 90%."
>Opening your mouth to thank him, he gestures you turn the page over
>"10/10 would read again."
> He then ushers you out.
>Well you have plenty of time until Chemistry
>Where to go?
>Dorm
>Library
>Weight room
>Cafeteria
>You take a moment to think and just let your feet decide take you to the science wing

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>"Due to unexpected circumstances Chemistry 101's start date has been moved to the 10th of next month."
>Get food then visit Bulk then
>Several hours until next class
>Think a little on your walk to the cafe
>Besides Bulk and Pinkie, you haven't really made any friends
>Not that you really care
>You don't ponder much more as you head to the cafeteria...

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>in the Cafeteria you see something unfolding
>Gilda is eating something
>Some guy is laughing at her
>"Listen to this Bitch here! She can't fucking talk right!"
>She's seething I can see it
>"Butch bitch know no guy is ever gonna want her retarded ass."

>a part of you wants to laugh
>another part of you wants to punch the asshole
>Gilda stands up, guy is literally a foot taller then she is
>"What are you gonna do tard? Punch me? I dare you."
>He leans in close
>Oh shit what's happening
>"No, I'm not gonna punch you thweeb"
>Idiot starts laughing but it is quickly cut short by the most horrifying of sounds
>It's like a thousand nails scrapping down chalkboards
>It's the screech of a raptor preparing for the kill
>From Gilda's mouth emits this horrific banshee wail
>Confused, the idiot man looks her over for a moment
>bad idea
>Gilda buried her boot clad foot right into his groin
>MASSIVE DAMAGE!
>Idiot falls over screaming how he is gonna kick her sorry ass
>She turns to the door you are standing at and runs towards you
>She still screeches the raptard screech
>ohfuckyournext
>She grabs you and starts hoofing it down the hall with you in tow, the death rattle now longer assaulting your ears
>"Thweeb, I need a plathe to thtay for a bit til Thunderlane calms down."
'How the hell is she so calm now?'
"And I should help you because?"
>"If you don't I'll do the exact same thing that I did to him to you."
"Can't argue with that logic."
>where are you gonna take her...
>You can't take her to the Library. Twilight would not be able to handle Thunerlane or Gilda's war screech
>Sugarcube cafe is gonna be too far
>Weight room is right out
>Her dorm is just a straight up stupid idea
>"Thweeb, where the hell are we running to?"
"My dorm, he has no idea who I am or where I am in residence, it's probably safest there."
>You turn back to see her cute resting bitch face
'Not right now brain.'

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>huffing and puffing from your impromptu run through the school and dorms you arrive at your temporary home.
>"Thweeb."
"Anon."
>She gives you a look that could melt steel
"My name is Anon."
>"Thtupid name. Wortht then thweeb." She smirks
"Regardless, if you could at least call me it instead."
>She seems to be a little startled you said anything about it
"I did just save you from a rather upset Meathead."
>"Thwe- Anon, what happened to your thtuff? Thid'ja get robbed?"
>You look around and see nothing is missing
>realization sinks in that she is talking about your complete lack of anything personal in your room
>you contemplate telling, at least part of, your story...

>You start rubbing her back in little circles
>"Thunderlane thithn't laugh, he tolth the otherth off."
>Something tells you this is going to go really sour
>"He wath alwayth being tho nice, tho pleathant. I thtopped hating coming to clathth."
>"After a month or two, he athked me out."
>You can almost hear how happy it made her
>"Finally, thomeone looked patht my problems and accepted me for me."
>'We went to all thorts of thingth. The movieth, the cafe, I wath tho happy, you know?"
>you know it was rhetorical but when you saw those shimmering yellow eyes look at you, you melted
"Uh-huh."
>Pleased with your reply she continues
>"Everything wath tho wonderful. It wath the firtht time in my life I felt like a normal perthon."
>Here her voice cracked
>you could almost here the sound of a young woman's heart break
>"T-that wat-th before the Thummer Thocial."
>It took you a moment to think what she about what she said
"Summer Social... what is that?"
>"Manehatten College'th biggetht party and dance of the year."
>The sound was a bit like new formed ice cracking under careless feet
>"Thunderlane wanted me to go with him. I wath tho happy, I couldn't thtop thmiling."
>The sound was like distant thunder on a cloudless day, warning of a great storm
>"I went out and thpent all the money I wath thaving on a purple drethth. It wath a Rarity Original. One of a kind."
>You get a glimpse of Rarity's smiling face from the night Pinkie invited you out.
>"I found the prettietht necklace. I felt like a Princethth."
>Was the world always this blurry?
>You reach up to feel tears
>"I wore make-up. Momma helped me get ath pretty ath I could be."
>Another crack of ice, another distant rumble, another stab at your heart.
>"He came by to get me from my home. I hath been practicing thomething thpecial."
> Tears fell faster from her
>and you
>What could it be?
>"It was the firtht time Thunderland wath going to meet my Momma"
>You could feel Gilda start to shake
>"I thaid to her 'Momma, thith is Thunderlane, the boy I been telling you about."
>You get what she was practicing
>The fucker's name
>She was practicing it
>"Momma wath tho proud of me, thhe thrated crying. Even Thunderlane wath thuprithed. It took me weekths to get it right."
>You now leaned closer to her and now you arm rubbed her other shoulder
>She choked up a little but continued
>"We were on our way to the dance. He looked tho hanthome in hith thuit and tie."
>The sound was like glass cracking, and now the anticipation of the final shattering blow.
"He thaid to me, 'I go a thpecial thuprithe for my pretty princethth.' I wath on cloud 9."
>There was no other noise in your little room, just the sound of yours and Gilda's quiet tears
"Once we got to the thcool, everyone wath waiting for uth to go inthide. We walked down a pretty red carpet."
>Here it comes
>"I walked into the darkened room...."
>the ice breaks
>"He pushed me forward onto the ground..."
>the lightning peels
>"I turned to him contuthed..."
>the glass shatters
>"The lightth came on and I wath thurrounded by thtudentth."
>the rain falls, tears fall freely
>"They threw paint and wet thpagetti at me. All while Thunderlane cheered them on. He yelled about how much of an idiot I wath to think that the captain of the Football team would ever thtoop tho low ath to love a retard like me."
>Where was the girl that punched you?
>Where was the girl that threatened your life?
>Who is this sobbing mess in your arms?
>And
>Why does this hurt you so much...
>Gilda continues
>"That wath the firtht time..."
>You are broken out of your revere by her quiet voice
>"That wath the firth time that I ever screamed like I did today."
>your crystal clear memory of that unfortunate event is forever etched in your mind
>"I thestroyeth everything I could get my hanthth on. Thecorationth, tableth, everything. All while screaming that horrible scream."
>At this the final wall breaks and she becomes nothing but a quivering mess of tears
>You pull her to your chest
>weakly she batters against you
"Hush now... I'm here."
>Still she struggles unwilling to let you comfort her more
>You push her back and look deep into her yellow eyes
>They are weak, unguarded, and full of sorrow
"I am not him..."
>Another tear
"I want to be your friend..."
>More tears, though she stares transfixed by your soft voice
"Now"
>You pull her close
"Let me help you..."
>Now she soaks your shirt with tears
>you don't care
>you don't care that your probably missing History
>all you care about is the sobbing thing in your arms
>and the weak tentative arms that pull you closer

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>Life was a little different after that night
>Gilda became a great friend of yours
>Pinkie got over her fear of her since last year's Summer Social
>Bulk-Bro is helping you get stronger without the giant muscle body
>You are helped Gilda get exempt from most of her first semester classes
>Turns out she was pretty smart when she put her mind to things
>Gilda now joined in at the meetups at Sugarcube cafe
>Which brings us to now

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>be Anon with Gilda and friends at Sugarcube Cafe
> Gilda gets up from the table the girls see a golden opportunity to get some details
> whoever said 6 girls and 1 guy would be awesome was a fucking idiot.
>The chatter begins almost immediately about how much Gilda has changed and how pleasant she was to be around
>One voice cuts over the other's din, a question asked directly at you
>"So, Anon darling, will you be taking Ms.Gilda to the Summer Social?"
>Rarity, the only one that was ever allowed to call you darling, pointedly asked what was on everyone's mind.
"Actually, I have been meaning to ask about that, something that I think only you can do."
>Rariy's ears perk up at the compliment
>"Moi," Rarity flutters her eyelashes."What can I do for you?"
"I am gonna need some formal wear for that, and I have a special request if your up for it."
>"Anything for you darling."
>Pinkie gave you a thumbs up
>Pinkie is like your #1 romance confidant
>for such a silly girl, she sure was serious when you needed it.
> Gilda returned and gave you a smile
> the rest of the evening passed without incident

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>The hardest part of this plan would be getting a picture
>It couldn't be just any picture either
>no
>you had to make sure it was when she felt she was most beautiful
>but then came the how
>who would have one?
>you thought about this for a week but it didn't hit you until you called home on Friday night
'Her Mom'
>Gilda often spoke well of her mother
>She would have definitely got a picture of her daughter that night
>Before fuckwad screwed that up
>Rarity was more then happy to help you
>You'd need a suit to look your best
>That was the other reason you need that photo
>You needed to look better then Thunderlane
>You needed to make her perfect night look like a regular day
>But how would you do it?
>Just straight out asking her for her Mom's number would raise suspicion
>So would randomly calling her out of the blue
>It took another few days for it to come to you
>Gilda was chatting with you as you wandered back to your dorm after History
>"Hey Anon... can I athk you to do thomething for me?"
"Anything."
>"Look, my Mom ith coming by to drop off thome thtuff for me from my Aunt... could you... I dunno give her a hand getting it to my dorm?"
>you fake like you are actually thinking about this
"Uh... what day is she coming by?"
>you would make time for it any day
>"Tomorrow. Look I know thith ith a little weirth-"
"Not an issue Gilda, I'd be happy to help."
>You give her a smile
>She wraps her arms around you in a strong hug
>"Thankth Anon! You're the betht!"
>You blush
>Outside of your dorm room, she never really touches you
>todayisagoodday.jpg

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>So then came the anointed day and time
>Gilda had said to her mom that she had a friend to help her
>you were nervous as hell
>After what happened last time, you would think her mom would guard her with a shotgun
>so what kind of idiot are you that wants to do take that girl out?
*sigh*
>"Anon, why are you tho rethtlethth? It'th jutht my mom."
'If you only knew what was going on in my head.'
>A sleek black car pulls up in front of you
>Here it comes
>An older woman, spitting image of Gilda gets out of the car and sees you
>Resting bitch face engaged
'Oh fuck me'
>"Momma!"
>Gilda runs over to give her mother a big hug
>Bitch face is gone
>Huge smile
>"Hey Sweetie! How are things going?"
>"Great momma! I made a new frienth"
>sensing your queue, you step forward and offer a handshake
"Anonymous, ma'am. Friends call me Anon."
>She takes one look at you and pulls you into a hug
>"Freya."
>She certainly lives up to that name
>she holds you at arms length to examine you
>She takes a look at her smiling daughter and laughs
>"Great to meet you Anon. I hope to see some more of you."
'That went well'
>Freya moved over to the car and popped the trunk
>a large box sits in the back
>"So Anon, think you can give me a hand with this?"
"Absolutely!"
>She pushes the box out of the back of the car so you can get a grip on it.
'fuck this is heavy'
>She gives you a smirk as she effortlessly picks up her end
>"Shall we?"
>Freya often stops to ask if you want to take a break
>you know she is testing you
>you just keep saying no
>Gilda walks ahead of you holding the doors and making sure no one gets in the way
>why the hell is this so heavy?
>you silently wonder what you got yourself into with this whole thing

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>When you arrive at Gilda's Dorm you are finally free from the heavy box
>"Gilda dear, Anon is looking a little exhausted, could you go get him and me some water bottles?"
>Gilda nods and goes disappears down the hall
>"Impressive."
>Freya says once Gilda is out of earshot
>"Most guys would have given up before now."
>you knew it
>"Look, I'm gonna cut straight to the chase, Rainbow called me-"
>that explains the sudden need to visit
>"-said that Gilda had some new squeeze, and was asking about that night."
>Her expression turns sour
>"What that little fucker did to my baby is unacceptable, reprehensible and downright disgusting. But what came after was far far worse."
>You almost don't want to ask
"What do you mean?"
>"I mean you must have some kind of stones to be asking about what was the worst time of both our lives."
>You stand strong under her steel gaze
>"What you want to know doesn't leave this room, you hear me?"
"Yes ma'am."
>"I will find you if you so much as breathe a peep of this to anyone."
"I would expect no less."
>"I ain't doing this for some kind of passing curiosity. She talks about you all the time, even more then she use to talk about the Thunderfuck."
>this is news
>"But we got some time before she gets back, all you have to say is yes."
>You don't even have to think about the answer...
"No"
>Freya looks at you surprised
>"The fuck you just say?"
"No. This is something she should tell me herself. I did have a request but it certainly wasn't this."
>Freya tilts her head back and laughs
>"You're smarter then you look, and I don't mean that as an insult. You see my little girl must be smitten so I'm telling you anyway."
"But what about-"
>"But nothing! I had to take her to a therapist so she could put it behind her."
>you open your mouth to protest but you realize that she is right.
>"Seems like you care enough to listen, this is a good start."
>you sit down on Gilda's unmade bed
>Freya takes out a flask and takes a drink
>"She could barely call me..."
>all that fire in Freya's voice was reduced to a smoulder
>"Hell, she almost didn't. Embarrassment does fun things. She thought I'd blame her. HER. For what that fucking manchild did as a prank."
>She takes another drink
>"When I came and got her she was a mess, make up running, hair over her face, dress in tatters, she was trying her damnedest to clean whatever those bastards had thrown at her and still she blamed herself."
>You open your mouth to ask why
>"Because she was born different from the other kids. She was my perfect little angel, but just because she can't mind her d's and s's they treat her like she's somehow less human."
>Another drink
>"Children didn't get her, teachers didn't get her, her own fucking father doesn't get her. Do you know what that's like? To be all alone in a cruel world with so many people beating you down?"
>Another drink
>"When she first told me she met someone I was floored."
'harsh'
>"Other people have been nothing but cruel to her even since she was my little bundle of joy. For her to say that she finally found someone that was willing to look past all that and love her for the beautiful soul she is..."
>Freya pauses her eyes red as she looks at you.
>Gilda had never told you all the hurt she had been through.
>"She got angry after all that pain."
>Freya held out the flask to you
>"She stared thinking everyone was out to get her."
>You drink some and it burns worse then anything else
>"She lost that love of everyone, even the mean ones. She became what she hated most. You know the worst part?"
>You had back the flask and she downs more
>"I wanted that. I wanted her to strike back, hurt those assholes like they hurt her. It's not healthy, it's not right but I'd be a liar if I told you any different."
>She put the flask away
>"It was like they took all the good away from her leaving just an angry empty shell."
>She turns away
>"Some mother I am. Couldn't even see what was right in front of me. Too diluted in seeing my baby happy to see what that asshole was gonna do to her..."
"..."
>what can you say to that...
"I wanted to ask you for that picture."
>Freya turned back to you
"I wanted to take her to the Social, get her a dress better then what she had, to have her smile like she did before, I want her to never worry about that asshole again. I want...
>you trail off before you can finish the thought
>"Tell me."
>you don't want to say it
>you want to hide it
>you don't want what you have to change
>but you do
>God you do
>you want to hold her hand
>you want to embrace her at all times
>you want to kiss her when she pouts at you
>you want to have her sleep beside you
>you want to wake up with her there
>"What is it Anon? What do you want?"
"I want her."
>your voice was barely a whisper
"I want her to smile for me."
>your louder now
"I want her to always be with me."
>Freya's expression turned to a smile.
>"Good."
>you realize what you've said
>no going back now
>"I'll get you that photo, but I need you to promise me something."
"For her, anything."
>"You'll make her forget Thunderlane, you won't ever even think to do what he did."
"I can do that.
>She smiles again
>"So what's the plan?"
>Gilda comes in
>"The plan for what?"
>your mind blanks on how to answer
>"Dinner sweetheart, it's getting a little late so Anon and I were talking about dinner."
>"So where were you thinking then Anon?"
"Sugarcube cafe."
>You say this as instinct
>"Sounds great"
>Gilda smiles and Freya ushers you both out of the room

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>Dinner was great and it wasn't until you were back to your dorm and in bed that you realized you never found out what was in that box.
>Tonight sleep was easy
>Tonight the yellow eyes were closed
>Soon, you hope that dream can be real

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>You got the photo soon after that day
>Rarity was given a copy to base Gilda's new dress off of
>She was more then happy to work at a discount for you
>that and the dress would be ready in plenty of time
>Now came the real crunch of how to ask her
>Unfortunately, you aren't completely sure how she'll react
>You thought the best time to ask her would be in the weight room
>it would be quiet
>it would be mostly private
>and collateral damage would be mostly at a minimum

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>One week until Summer Social
>Be in the Weight Room
>Bulk's out for the day so it's only you and Gilda
"Gilda...? Can I ask you something?"
>"Thure thing Anon. Whatth up?'
"The Summer Social is coming up, I was wondering if you'd like to go with me."
>Direct approach is often the best way when dealing with Gilda
>"Anon?! Why would you want to go to that with me?'
"Well, I've been having a lot of fun hanging out with you lately so I was wondering-"
>"Anon, the Thocial ithn't for just friendth. It'th for coupleth."
>well time to take the plunge
"Maybe I want to be more then just friends."
>Moment of truth
>She puts down her weights
>"Maybe you tho?"
>she looks distressed
"I won't lie Gilda, I want to be more then just friends."
>She's tearing up
>what have you done
"Gilda, don't be sad. I just-"
>"Of courthe you thweeb!"
>you explain that on the Friday morning before you would handle everything including the dress
>She couldn't stop smiling
>neither could you

>Entire week Gilda is all smiles
>Rarity called you Thursday night to tell you everything was ready
>excitement was building
>You had yet to see what Rarity had made for her
>Judging by the photo, you aren't really sure what further she could do

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>Friday morning
>Your dorm room is crashed by Gilda, Pinkie and Rarity
>"I'll have you both looking almost as beautiful as moi and my date."
>Rarity says with a wink
>Pinkie starts laying towels out and prepares a few tubs of hot water
>you look around confused
>Gilda seems in a daze
>"Nonny, we are giving you a full beauty treatment."
>Wow
>These girls are really going all out for this

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>How the hell do girls do this?
>multiple consecutive hours filing, brushing, waxing and washing
>if it wasn't for Gilda you would never had done this
>speaking of
>Rarity had whisked her away into the bathroom declaring she was making art
>Pinkie helped you into you Black Silk suit
>"Oh Nonny, you'll be beating the ladies off with a stick!"
>She hands you a crisp royal purple tie
"I'm thinking I only have eyes for one tonight."
>She giggles as you fail miserably attempting to get your tie on correctly
>"Let me..."
>With a little flourish she has you done up like a proper gentleman
>*Whistle*
>"Wow Anon.... you clean up real nice."
>Pinkie offers you the vest and suit jacket
>it's a simple suit, but it fits better then anything you've ever worn
>all done
>Pinkie brushes some imaginary dust from your breast
>"Almost all done."
>What's missing?
>Rarity comes out of the bathroom
>"Well, well! You look as though you were born to wear that suit, but you are missing the crux."
>Rarity goes into her bag and hands you a small box
>inside lie a pair of amethyst cufflinks in a three diamond pattern
"Rarity..."
>"Think nothing of it Anon. You deserve to be pampered too, considering all the work you put into this."
>a sound comes from the bathroom
>She's coming out
>speechless
>Gilda comes out of the bathroom and her dress sways and shimmers
>It's the same purple as the tips of her hair
>Close fitting
>Strapless
>Purple silk choker with a little amethyst charm that matched your cufflinks
>Slit all the way up the side
>Wispy shawl draped over her bare shoulders
>White hair long and straight held up in a golden clip, framing her face
>Lips a soft shade of yellow to match her eyes
>simply speechless
>you allow your jaw to fall to the floor
>Suddenly bashful, Gilda looks away blushing
>"Anon, thtop tharting your making me bluthh"
>Pinkie giggles and using a finger to lift your jaw
>With a little click of your teeth, you are broken from your revere
"Gilda...wow."
>Your words are breathy and quiet
>Rarity hands you a violet corsage and whispers in your ear
>"It's tradition that the man put on the lady's flower."
>You manage to cross the room without falling over
>She reaches out a surprisingly dainty hand to you
>Purple Nail polish
"Gilda, you look magnificent."
>You slide the corsage onto her wrist and adjust it just right
>"T-thank-ths"
>She meekly replies
>Pinkie hands Gilda a matching boutonniere
>"Go on darling..."
>Rarity encourages from beside you
>Gilda's hands trembled as they ran just above your chest before grabbing your lapel and pinning it in place
>You look into her eyes with a smile
"Thank you."
>Gilda stops shaking as she looks in your eyes
>"You thon't look tho bad youthelf."
>there's the Gilda you knew
>"Give us a few moments to get ready. Our limo will be arriving shortly."
"Limo? Rarity..."
>"If you thought we would be arriving in anything less then luxury you're mad."
>She smirks
>"Now, out you get. Can't have you watching a lady change."
>You oblige, despite it being your room and go out into the hall
>Glida slides her arm into yours and you both leaned onto the wall.
>Tonight was going to be perfect

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>The girls and you all climbed into the back of the rented limo
>You are a little surprised to only see one other person waiting inside
>A girl
>In a suit no less
>'Rarity, it's bad enough you sent a limo tah come get me- Oh heya Anon!"
>AJ? But why would...?
>"Come now darling, you know I just had to help our young lovers get ready for their first dance."
>in climbs Pinkie
>AJ and Rarity? Going together?
>In climbs Gilda
>"Ah know and don't ya'll look prettier than a pair ah posies."
>"Of course they do Darling, the had the whole treatment."
>Rarity beamed at her date's praise
>You climb in last and settle beside Gilda
>Tonight was gonna be great

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>On the ride over you could swear Gilda was whispering something under her breath
>you couldn't quite pick it up over the other girls chattering
>you arrive at the venue and everyone piles out of the limo
>A tug on your suit's arm alerts you to Gilda leaning close
>"Can we go to the photographer? I want to have thome pictureth taken."
"Of course"
>Rarity and AJ follow you as Pinkie disappears into the crowds
>"Hi there, what are the names of the happy couple?"
>the photographer smiles at your small group
>you wave AJ and Rarity to go first
>"Applejack an' Rarity my good man."
>AJ is taking the lead and they go and get some cutesy shots taken
>"And you two?"
>You open your mouth
>Gilda beats you to it
>"Anonymous and Gilda... if you plethe."
>You freeze
>Your name
>She said it without stumbling
>You take her into a passionate kiss before you realize what your doing
>"Whoa! What a great shot!"
>You pull back and freeze in place
>Gilda just smiles and turns towards the photographer still in your embrace
>"You two look great! Come over in a couple of hours and they'll be ready."
>your little group starts heading for the entrance
>Gilda stops you for a moment and whispers into your ear
>"Keep that up Anon, and I'll thhow you what elthe Rarity picked up."
>Mind break
>Gilda moves up ahead
>you are frozen in place
>tonight was going to be awesome.


>You manage to calm the raging beast in your mind
>And you manage to hide the one in your pants
>Thank Rarity for apparent forethought
>Besides
>Tonight was about Gilda
>'Later' tonight could be about both of you
>"Nonny! Come on the music is starting!"
>Pinkie calls down at you from the raised entrance
"Coming!"
>You haul ass back up to your date

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>Place is crowded
>How are you gonna find a-
>Oh Pinkie is waving
>You aren't sure how Pinkie did it but she managed to get a smaller secluded table with only 6 chairs
>you cut your way through the crowd to find Gilda, AJ, and Rarity already sitting
>Pinkie runs off to do whatever Pinkie does
"To which one of you do I owe the thanks for this marvelous seat?"
>"Pinkie"
>so that's why she ran ahead
>you sit own for a moment as some crappy remix song plays
>"Gilda Darling, you certainly are turning heads"
>you make a subtle weep over the room
>lots of eyes on your little table
>more specifically on your date
>She squirms a little in her chair
>You move yours closer to hers and wrap an arm around her
"I'm not surprised you do look pretty amazing"
>She blushes and hides her face
>Rarity and AJ awwww
>"I'm not really used to all the attention. It's a little overwhelming."
>you hug her a little closer
>she smiles
>Pinkie appears from nowhere behind you and hands you a black hat
>you look at her quizzically
>"Your gonna need it for the song I requested."
>Need a hat for a song
>For a song
"Girls, if you want to be shocked and amazed follow me to the dance floor."
>Gilda raises an eyebrow and Rarity pulls AJ up
>"I am in the mood for a little entertainment, and the bar is that way anyway."
>Rarity's a smart one
"I'll need you girls to keep an eye on Gilda while I'm doing my thing."
>AJ nods
>Perfect
>Thanks Pinkie, now you get to show off your sweet moves
>That familiar beat starts playing
>Awww yissssssss..
>That familiar beat
>Those staccato hits
>You can't fail
>Michael Jackson's Billy Jean
>You nail the slide into the middle of the dance floor
>All eyes on you
>That hat in you hand is flourished to your head
>Your pelvis pumps in perfect time
>The beats over take you
>The hat is thrown perfectly to your date
>Your body knows the moves
>MJ himself is guiding you
>Every flick of your wrist
>Every move of your feet
>You lip sync to the song
>The audience is quiet as they stare in awe of your time honed skills
>This is the real Anon
>Now for the best part
>Moonwalk activate
>Crowds cheers almost overpower the music
>Now for the spin
>annnnnd
>Stall
>Flawless Victory
>You take a bow and Moonwalk back to your shocked group of Pal
>Grabbing the hat you place it on your head, look over your shoulder and strike one last pose
>Camera's flash
>You disappear into the crowd as you head back to your table and sit down
>Pinkie just grins
>AJ and Rarity shake their heads in disbelief
>Gilda's shock doesn't stop until you hand the hat back to Pinkie
"Thanks"
>"Anon... where thith you learn how to thance like that?"
>You ponder for a minute and reply
"Self-taught, I have all kinds of talents I have yet to be able to show you."
>You mean that in every way possible
>She catches you on it
>"Well you'll have to thhow me thometime thoon"
>Her voice is deliciously seductive,and you just now realize that you find her lisp very endearing
>among other things
>Compliments from around the table as you rest and wait for dinner to be served
>Tonight is already really great...
>And it's only gonna get better

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>dinner is a pathetic affair
>small salad
>tiny chicken breast
>some unseasoned vegetables
>and dry-ish chocolate cake
>"Someone should really fired the catering staff."
>Rarity pipes up first
>"Imma not much for fancy eating but Ah gotta say that was certainly awful."
"Well we can always hit someplace up afterwards."
>Gilda smirks
>"If we aren't to buthy."
>'Minx'

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>You've been dancing with Gilda for a couple hours
>Gilda has been having a blast
>So have you
>Well except for one thing
>you swear you've been seeing someone watching you both all night
>not in the regular way either
>It feels like someone's stalking you
>you aren't the only one to notice
>Pinkie and AJ had come up to you on multiple occasions to tell you as such
>you were getting a little worried
>as you hold GIlda close during a slow dance a crashing sound comes from towards the bar area
>no big, someone probably just had a little too much to drink and fell over.
>that was a woman's scream
>You pull Gilda behind you as people start moving away from the sound
>"Giiiiiiiiiiiiiillllllllllllllllllllllllddddddddddaaaaaaaaa."
>A man's voice rings out over the nervous chattering
>"Giiiiiiiiiiiiiillllllllllllllllllllllllddddddddddaaaaaaaaa!"
>It's getting louder
>"Come on out you stuttering bitch!"
>You know who this is
"Thunderlane" you mutter
>Gilda clings to you like a child
>"I KNOW YOUR IN HERE SOMEWHERE!"
>You try to move towards a door
>"DON'T EVEN THINK YOU ARE GOING TO BE ABLE TO GET OUT OF HERE. MY BOYS HAVE ALL THE DOORS BARRED."
>Oh fuck
>"You didn't think I forgot what you did to me that day... did you? Pretty fucking stupid Gilda, even for a retard like you."
>People are making a path
>you see a metallic shine through the crowds erratic movement
>"We're all gonna play a little game, you are all gonna find the stuttering bitch and let me see her, or I'm gonna have to start hurting people."
>the crowd starts separating faster
>you're in a bad place
>you have a clear sight line to him now
>"Heeeey, who is this little faggot? Another retard like you?"
>Here Thunderlane laughs
>"Must be if he likes you!"
>you try to calm her down
"You know I love you Gilda, I'm not going anyw-"
>"Are you whispering about little faggot?"
>He brandishes the knife
>Gilda freezes
>"I ASKED YOU A QUESTION"
>Thunderlane moves to within a few feet of you
>he stinks of liquor
>"Well, looks like he's a mute retard then! He can't even tell you how ugly you look you stuttering slut!"
>tears fall freely from Gilda's eyes
>"I bet you everyone in this room was staring at the ugly little retard girl in her dress, trying to look pretty. I wonder if your boy toy's blind too."
>you move in front of her trying your best to shield her from his eyes
>"You gonna do something faggot?"
>you step forward
>he steps back
>"Big man gonna come get me?"
"Put it down Thunderlane."
>his eyes widen a little
>"Did you tell him about what I used to do to you Gilda?"
>what?
>"Did you tell him how I used to make you writhe?"
>Gilda collapses to the floor behind you
>She never said anything-
>"Looks like you didn't! Oh this is delicious!"
>She pushes herself away from you along the floor
>"That never happened. That never happened."
>She says out loud to her self while shaking
>"She's damaged goods. She threw herself at me."
>She's a mess
>Did she really...?
>Did she really.....?
>Did she really sleep with him?
>...........
>Did you really care?
>Thunderlane is just messing with you to get to Gilda
>"Nonny!"
>Pinkie yelled from the crowd
>"She never let him touch her."
>"YOU PINK BITCH!"
>Thunderlane turned towards the sound of her voice
>now was your chance
>you broke into a run
>he barely had a chance to turn to see your tackle
>all he managed was a solid shot below your kidney
>thought he was the Captain of the sports team
>you lay into him
"Liar!"
>Punch
"Monster"
>Punch
>Was the world always so blurry?
"Hurting her"
>your slurring now
>you feel dizzy and your fists feel like lead
"how..."
>one last punch knocked him clean out
>you try to turn but all you manage was to clumsily fall over Thunderlane's unconscious body
>you look down
>you don't remember that metal handle there
>you don't remember spilling punch on your suit
>Gilda screamed
>Why is she so upset it's just a little punch
>you want to tell her not to touch it
>It'll get on her dress
>why is she crying?
>the last thing you hear before the world turns black is Gilda's horrid screeching
>the last thing you feel is the ground shaking underneath you

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>blackness
>is this what being dead is?
>an all consuming void?
>you didn't even feel the knife slide in
>are you still suppose to hurt when your dead?
>your head is splitting
>it's so quiet
>it's so dark
>it was all going so well
>the dress
>the dance
>the photos
>the kiss
>why
>why
>why did he have to come and ruin it?
'who is he?'
>you just wanted her to be happy
'who is her?'
>you feel a pain in your chest
>you feel like you are starting to drown
>light's coming
>your eyes burn in the light
>the light is pain
>is this really the end?
>your not ready
>she's waiting for you
'who is she?'
>she's your friend
'friends?'
>she's your partner
'partner?'
>She is...
"Gilda"
>The light consumes everything

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"Gilda"
>A sharp intake of breath
>A hand is on your chest
>"Easy now. You've lost a lot of blood."
>the voice is new
>"Can you see how many fingers I have up?"
>another new voice
"no"
>"At least he's talking"
>where are you
>talking hurts
>thinking hurts
>"No sleeping kid, you still got a lot to do."
>what are they talking about?
>"That was an awfully pretty girl back there"
>you perk up
>"She's waiting for you at the hospital."
"Gilda"
>you sound so small
>"Is that her name?"
>you manage a small nod
>"Well your friends said your name was Anonymous?"
"yes"
>"Well Anonymous, we are gonna get to all fixed up. The knife missed anything major, you just ended up with a big wound and you lost a bit too much blood."
>it hurt to breathe
>you kind of faded in and out
>you feel the world stop moving and they cover you in a blanket
>"Don't you worry Anonymous, you'll see Gilda again soon."
>black

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>your eyes flutter open
>the room is dark
>everything is so sterile and white
>you must be in the hospital
>you feel something holding your arm
>It's Gilda
>her make-ups run
>her hair is a mess
"So much for that amazing night, huh."
>She still sleeps holding your hand
>you move the other you brush her hair
"I wanted it all to be perfect."
>she leans into your hand
"I wanted you to feel like a normal girl, even though I love you the way you are."
>tears stream down your face
"You know, even right now, all disheveled and upset? I still want you here."
>"Anon....?"
>you smile in the dark
"Hey Gilda...
>"ANON!"
>she jumps up the bed, careful not to pull your stitches
> you wrap a hand over her back and rub circles mindlessly.
>"Anon, I thought I lotht you!"
>you smile
"Takes a little be more then a gut shot to get rid of me."
>"Thon't ever tho that again! I..."
>she chokes back a sob
>"I thon't know what I woulth tho without you."
"I'm not planning on any heroics in the foreseeable future, but I do have to ask..."
>she looks at you confused
"Does saving you count towards seeing the other things that Rarity made for you...? I don't mean today obviously, I mean-"
>she shuts you up with a kiss
>it tastes like tears and cinnamon
>"When your better."
"I live for that moment, and all in between."
>and in the light barely peeking in through the window, you can see a photograph beside your bed
>Gilda and you
>Your first kiss

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>One week in the hospital to make sure you were stable
>Gilda was with you every step of the way
>Police came in a few times to talk to you on the third day
>You were some kind of hero
>turns out Thunderlane's room at the dorm had a stalker shrine to Gilda
>he also left some journals with details about his plans
>they were not pleasant
>The police had said if he wasn't stopped he would have hurt a lot of people
>When you asked what ended up happening to him they looked pale
>"After we were able to unbar the doors, we made a move to get everyone out. EMTs were standing by."
>"Thunderlane was caught under the stampede of people and is now permanently paralyzed, he also suffered multiple broken bones. When he wakes up, we'll also be charged to the fullest extent of the law. You won't have to worry about him ever again."
>a thought occurred
"How did I survive?"
>the police looked at you puzzled
>you continue
"Last thing I remember, I collapsed trying to get off of him."
>They nod their heads
>"Ms.Rarity Belle, Ms. Applejack Apple, Ms. Pinkamena Pie, and Ms.Gilda Gryphon pulled you away from Thunderlane before the ensuing panic."
>"Witnesses also mention Ms. Gryphon screaming kept them away from your protectors. You have some great friends kid."
>you nodded in agreement
>"No charges will be placed against you for your actions. We just had to come and get some of the last details for our reports."
>You help them as best you could
>It's over an hour before they finish talking to you
>"Thanks a lot Mr.Anonymous, I know this is exhaustive but we need to know as much as we can."
"That's fine. Glad I could help."
>With a professional goodbye the police left you to your thoughts
>You want to plan something to make it up to your friends
>And to make it up to Gilda
>Finally going back to School
>Freya was the one to come pick you up from the hospital
>She catches the odd look in your eye and cracks a smile
>"What were you expecting Anon? You know I'd have something to say to you about what happened."
>More questions
>Lovely
>You are about to get into the car when you get tapped on the shoulder
>You turn around and get pulled into a hug
>"You are some kind of moron you know that? Charging a guy with a knife. You could have got yourself killed."
>She's upset
>"You are a real idiot, but you kept her safe and for that I am forever grateful."
>She releases you and helps you into the car
>Something was bothering you
"Freya, the police called you about what happened, right?"
>Freya turns to you as she restarts the car
>"Well yeah Anon, why do you ask?"
>One week and no word, was something wrong?
"My parents."
>"What about them?"
"I haven't received a word from them since before the Social"
>Freya is stunned
>She flicks open her phone and slams out a text as quick as possible
>"Where do you live?"
"Canterlot City, why?"
>"Looks like we're talking a detour"
"But it's almost 2 hours away."
>"Not the way I drive."
>Tires squeal
>The engine revs up
>Some time passes as you watch the scenery flash by in great blurs
"Thanks"
>You wanted to say more but Freya was really concentrating
>"Anytime Anon."
>Time to go home

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>At some point in the ride you mention where you lived
>At some point in the ride you must of fallen asleep
>Freya's voice wakes you up
>"Anon, is this the place?"
>You look out the windshield and see your dad carrying boxes to the curb
>you look a little closer
"That's my stuff! What is he doing with that?"
>"Anon. I want you to lie down in the back seat on the floor and cover yourself with the car blanket. I'm gonna pull in your driveway and have a talk with him."
>confused but unwilling to argue the point you do as you are told
>Gilda rolls down the window and leans out
>"Excuse me sir, are you Anonymous' father?"
>you hear your father grunt, he must has just put something down
>"I am, or rather I was. Anonymous was in an accident you see and he's no longer with us."
>the fuck?
>"So is that all his stuff you are throwing out?"
>"Well of course, I don't want anything around to remind his mother. Say... who did you say you were?"
>Okay what the serious fuck
>"I'm his girlfriend's mother. I was there at the hospital when he was admitted. Where the fuck were you?"
>you almost jumped out of your hiding place
>"You have no right to talk to me like this, get off my property"
>This is getting bad
>"Honey? Is there something wrong?"
>Mom
>"No dear, this woman is just leaving."
>"The fuck I am."
>Freya gets out of the car.
>you sit up and Freya opens the door
>Your father goes as white as a ghost
>You mother recoils and sputters
>"You... you .. you said that Anon was killed"
>your father is frozen in place
>Freya is angrier then you've ever seen her
>Oh fuck
>there is no stopping it now
>"If you didn't want him to come home you should have just said something!"
>Freya is officially off the deep end
>"Your son saved the lives of my daughter and countless others and this is how you repay him? Packing up his things and taking them to the curb?"
>Your father opens his mouth
>"Oh no you don't, I'm not done you shit stain. The first thing your going to do is your going to tell exactly what you were going to do after his term was over. You have 5 seconds to respond before I beat your ass so hard you're gonna wish it was you in the hospital"
>Your father stands stock still
>5 your mind counts
>"......"
>4
>Freya forms a fist
>3
>"I wasn't sure-"
>Wrong move
>"YOU WEREN'T SURE WHAT? HOW YOU WERE GOING TO TELL YOUR SON THAT HE WASN'T GOING TO HAVE A PLACE TO LIVE?"
>your father cringes
>Freya's anger is meteoric as she turns to your mother
>"And you... you were just gonna let this fuck walk all over you like some kind of doormat? You're just as bad as he is."
>You flinch
>You father backpedals
>She turns her self back to your dad her voice is a deadly growl
>"How much is left in his room?"
>the neighbors are all watching the scene unfold
>the man that was your father is still reeling
>"You have a tongue, answer my fucking question."
>"...."
>Your mother is the one to stutter out the answer
>"Just some of his clothes"
>Freya turns to you
>"Go inside and grab whatever is left, take as long as you need and don't aggravate your wound."
>Her eyes soften as you dumbly nod and try and figure out what is transpiring before you
>you started into the house and ignored your mother's sorrowful gaze
>your 'father' must have turn to follow you as you hear Freya again
>"Where do you think you're going? You have a lot to explain to your doormat over there."
>you feel a stabbing pain in your chest
>where are you going to go?
>what are you going to do?
>you've only got what you have
>and what you have isn't much
>in your room you seen nearly everything is gone
>just a box with your clothes you didn't take is left
>Freya is still tearing your 'parents' a new asshole
>you, at first, wanted to tell her to stop
>then the reality set in
>your dad was going to leave you stranded in Manehatten
>your mom would have found some excuse to somehow make your dad be the one in the right
>fuck them
>you're gonna have to find your own way
>you leave that box behind
>you don't need it
>let them deal with it
>you head downstairs and out the door
>forever
>you always figured you'd be more upset
>you're not
>you don't even care
>all you want to see Gilda and your friends again
>your mom can't even look at you dad
>your dad looks as white as a sheet
>Freya eyes you
"I don't need it"
>She nods
>"Get what you want from the curb."
>your neighbor's stare bores into your father
>you don't care
>you take what you want and put it in Freya's car
>She starts the car and revs the engine
>"If I ever hear that you are trying to talk to Anon again, I'll break you."
>she's looking at them, her angry smoldering
>"If I ever see you come near Anon, I'll break you. Understand?"
>they weakly nod
>with that nod the facade falls away
>you realize just how broken your family was
>you under the thin veneer you were never really happy
>as you pull away the tears fall
>as you leave them behind, you laugh
>you are free
>for better or worse
>you are free

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>Mania subsides
>You feel a little empty now
>Freya glances at you
>"Don't you worry about a thing."
>how could you not?
>where were you going to go?
>what were you going to do?
>"You're gonna come live with Gilda and me."
>you're stunned
>"I'm not gonna let those wastes of space do that to my daughter's sweetheart."
>your fears are lessened
>can Freya just do that?
>what about Gilda's Dad?
>you voice your concerns
"What about Gilda's dad?"
>Freya's hands tighten on the steering wheel
>"Gilda never told you?"
"No. Look if-"
>Freya laughs a hollow empty laugh
>"Wouldn't think see would remember him anyway. He left after she turned 3. Pathetic piece of trash couldn't even bother to leave a note. I knew why..."
>Gilda had no father
>you pretty much had neither
>Freya speeds up a bit
>"If I'm gonna lay this on you, it's gonna be over lunch. My treat. I spent enough times in the hospital to know that the food is barely edible. I know just the place."
>she was right
>one week of apple juice and dry toast
>real food sounds great
>You pass the "Now Entering Manehatten" sign
>how long have you been driving?
>"We're almost there. I hope your hungry."
>you are
>scenery flashes by and eventually you start to slow down
>The Neon sign says 'Joe's'
>"Come on, let's get you fed. Then I'll let you know about my ex-husband."
>you blink and get out of the car
>what a strange day today has been
>you enter the diner and Freya whisks you over to a far seat in the corner
>you aren't really sure if the waiters even say you come in
>place is pretty dead
>"Freya, I know you like your men a little younger but this one looks young even for you!"
>you turn to see a large older black man in a white apron come to your table
>you are a little stunned
>Freya however doesn't miss a beat
>"Joe, I'm only 36. Besides, this one's Gilda's"
>Joe looks you over
>"You must be Anonymous. Glad to meet you."
>Joe thumbs over at Gilda
>"You best be careful around Freya, she's a real co-"
>Freya jams he hands under Joe's ribs
>"Just get us a couple of house specials."
>Joe laughs
>"Sure thing. I'll bring you both some cola to enjoy while you wait."
>Freya smiles
"What was all that about?"
>"Oh old Joe? He helped me raise Gilda and he gave me a place to work to pay for my home."
>Freya's smile falters
>"Gilda's father... he wanted to have a perfect little family and for the first couple years he did."
>She frowns
>"I had just turn 18, and I had to take Gilda to the doctor. Turns out she had some kind of mental disability, she couldn't talk right."
"Her lisp."
>Freya nods
>Glass bottles of cola appeared on the table
>"Well, when I went home to tell him the news he freaked."
>sip
>"He screamed at me that I was the reason that his perfect little daughter was a 'retard' and that he would be the laughing stock of all his friends."
>your eyes widen considerably
>abandoning your family over something so stupid?
>didn't he care?
>"He disappeared that night. Took everything he had and ran. Left me and Gilda alone to fend for ourselves."
>Joe delivered the plates with fries and a burger
>he also pulled up a chair.
>"She used what money she had left to come here with Gilda, she was balling her eyes out when she ask if she could help out. She looked so sad, I just couldn't say no"
>Freya took this time to take a bite out of her burger
>"The rest is pretty much history."
>Freya added
>Joe nodded
>"She'd come here everyday and do whatever menial task I could think of, Gilda would come with her and sit in the office and colour."
>You take a bite of your burger
>You quickly take more
>"Slow down Anon, the meat ain't going nowhere. I promise."
>Joe laughs at your rapid bites
>You blush
>Freya takes this time to explain what you had been through for the past week and what just occured
>"So your that local hero that the papers were talking about. Tell you what you come bring your friends here for dinner sometime, I'll cook you all up something special."
"Thanks, that's really great."
>the rest of your meal was eaten in silence
>money was left on the table and you headed out to the car
>"Thanks. Been a while since I told anyone that."
>Freya smiles and starts driving towards the college
>"Gilda's gonna be real happy to see you again."
>you smile now too
>everything feels a lot better now
>"You can let her know the good news whenever."
>There's that too
>Silence over takes you and Freya
>she turns up the music and you both enjoy it in peace
>everything is gonna be alright

>Finally back to college
>you manage to avoid most of the other students questions
>maybe they are just being nice
>maybe because Freya looks like she'd tear them in half if they did
>who knows
>door to your dorm is slightly ajar
"Gilda left my door open?"
>you push open your door
>"SUPRISE!"
>You jump back into Freya
>she easily catches you
> you smile
>Gilda is done up in her Summer Social Dress
>Applejack and Rarity are holding hands
>you also note that they are dressed in matching olive and white dresses
>Pinkie is holding your mended suit
>"Formal Dress is required Nonny!"
>Even Bulk was there wearing a suit
"Formal dress for what...?"
>"Well darling, after all that dreadful business we decided that you need to have a proper meal and end to the lovely evening you were having."
>Freya moves into your bathroom and calls for Rarity to help with her hair
>Pinkie tells you and Gilda to go to her room and get dress up for the evening
>you happily oblige
>"Th ith thith okay?"
>Gilda asks as you as you shift into your dress shirt
"It's great!"
>She grabs you close
>"It'th all going to be jutht like that night."
>she nips your ear
>"Even what Rarity pick out"
>she moves out to the door and waits for you
>you let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding in
>oh god yissssss

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>You end up going to some ritzy night club
>Pinkie apparently knows the owner
>VIP room just for your party
>Personal Stereo to play your own tunes
>Alcohol
>Professional catering
>And more then enough space of all of you to enjoy yourselves
>"No worries about the cost of anything Nonny! Vinyl owes me a big favour so the tab is on the house."
>Freya goes over to the stereo and puts on some old rock
>"Let's give this party a pulse!"
>AJ takes Rarity and they dance as best they can
>Freya, Bulk and Pinkie dance together like maniacs
>Gilda snuggles up into your chest and you sway together to the beat
>"Doctor thaid you can't get too vigourouth with the moving"
>you sigh as you realize what that might encompass
>everyone is dancing away
>Gilda trails kisses up your neck stopping once to bite you
>"Lucky you, I have a plan for that."
>this fucking girl
>Little Anon decides to say Hi
>Gilda grinds a little
>this is a hell of your choosing
>"Thon't worry, I've got a plan for that too."
>Dongisready.jpg
>"Whooooo wants shots?"
>Pinkie shakes a couple bottles
>"Therve uth up thome Pinkie!"
>Drinks with a drunk and presumably horny Gilda
>what could possibly go wrong?

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>Dance floor had a backroom that was unoccupied
>not anymore
>Sure, her mom was right outside the door
>but
>she started it
>you think
>"Thon't worry Anon, I'm jutht gonna help you relax a little."
>is this a dream?
>Please don't be a dream
>Gilda's hand runs down you chest
>lower
>lower
>you gasp
>"Tho hard jutht for me?"
>PLEASE DON'T BE A FUCKING DREAM
>her hand slowly works at you fly
>one tooth at a time
>her hand still massaging you
>yellow eyes half lidded
>the last click of the zipper
>the silk of your boxers is all that separates you from her
>"I'll take gooth care of my Anonymous."
>her hand is clasping around you
>who knew soft silk could be such a pain....
>"Thoeth this help?"
>her hand is pressing the silk of your boxers into your dick
"a-aaah!"
>she slides her manicured nails through the folds of silk just barely touching you
>"Ith thith what you wanted?"
>she stops, faking a puzzled expression
"j-just about"
>"Oh?"
>Gilda removes her from your pants
>You gasp at the loss of sensation
>Gilda's other hand easily undoes the button of your pants
>two fingers take your the waistband and pull it down
>Your body is ready
>"Oooooo, your tho thwollen! Jutht lean back anth let Nurthe Gilda take care of you."
>new fetish acquired
>Her hand, even softer then the silk grabs lightly butterflys over your dick
>Your mind has decided to shut down
>Gilda's hand now wraps around you and starts pumping up and down
>"Thith more what you wanteth."
"God yes"
>she begins to move even faster
>you know this feeling
>this is familiar
"I'm-"
>"Thon't worry, I'll take good care of you."
>She moves to your side and kisses you full on the lips
>You moan into her mouth as you spill yourself on the floor
>"That'th jutht a tathte of what'th in thtore."
>She says as she produces a paper towel from nowhere
>You are putty in her hands
>"Jutht be ready for the afterparty."
>Tonight is gonna be great
>the rest of the night at the club was a complete blur
>One part alcohol
>One part post pent up release
>from what you remember it was an awesome time
>On the taxi ride home she was made sure that you were still interested
>you were
>what you got at the club was not enough for you
>or her
>She hung off you all the way up to your dorm room
>Pinkie made sure you got in okay
>"Nonny?"
>You turn to see Pinkie taking off one of her knee high socks
>"On the handle."
>she throw's it at you
>you do as instructed and you let Gilda pull you inside
>The moon is bright enough for you both to not need the light
>She locks you into a kiss
>holding you close she leads you to the edge of your bed
>deft fingers make quick work of your jacket and shirt
>"Reathy for more Anon?"
>fucking yes
"More then ready."
>she rakes a single finger down your chest
>then back up and lightly pushes you back
>"Then I guethth it'th time to thhow you the thurpruithe."
>Both her hands disappear behind her back fiddling with unseen clips
>A soft thowmp sound as the dress hits the floor
>before you stands a nearly naked Gilda
>her choker still firmly attached
>her breasts and stomach covered by a purple lacy corset
>just below her breasts a line of perfect lavender ribbons bisect the undergarment
>as your eyes travel further down you see something smaller then a thong covering her modesty
>G-string?
>"Tho...tho you like it?"
>now she gets modest?
>your certainly enjoying the show
"...gha...."
>Thanks brain, way to tell her so
>Gilda giggles as she straddles your hips
>"I'll take that..."
>She rubs her groin against yours
>"... and that as a yeth."
>She doesn't bother playing with you through your pants this time
>Or your boxers
>Foreplay was the night club
>She hungrily yanks your pants and boxers down
>The night air barely gets a chance to touch you before she slide the barely-there fabric of her g-string aside to give your dick a lower lip kiss
>"The thoctor thaid no untho threnuouth activity..."
>Her smile is predatory
>"Tho I get to be on top."
>She runs her moist sex against yours
>you groan and close your eyes at the sensation
>you didn't see it coming
>she ran herself up one last time before slamming you into her all the way to hilt
>"Uhnn. Th-at hurt a little bit, jutht thay thill for a moment alright."
>you nod
>her inner walls are even softer then then hands
>after some uncounted time she slowly slides up your shaft
>you both moan at the new sensations of movement
>little by little she goes up
>then slams herself back down
>Up and down
>her eyes close in pleasure as she bounces up and down
>at this you decide she is altogether too high up for you
>both your hands slid up her bouncing hips and settle on the small of her back
>she seems to pick up the message and she slowly bends forward to claim your mouth in a kiss
>Her tongue darts into your mouth first
>you attempt to wrestle control back but it all proves to be too feeble
>Gilda's in control
>she now has taken to bump and grind into you
>you both moan into each others mouths
>your hand moves of it's own accord between the two of you
>time to get a little payback
>your index finger easily finds her slit
>and the pearl that lays there
>with a light flick she breaks the kiss and shudders
>"Aaaano-"
>you grip a handful of her hair and pull her back into a kiss
>your other hand does not cease it's assault
>this time your tongue captures her mouth
>now she is squirming on top of you
>she's close
>she pulls away from your mouth to breathlessly try to tell you as much
"I know."
>you want more and pull her back into the kiss
>She's losing herself and her walls are getting tighter
>your hips buck harder to meet hers every time she thrusts away
>you were both so close
>white dots speckle your vision
>her walls clench on you
>You free her from the kiss
>She wails as she slams into you one last time
>At the gushing feeling you are pushed over your edge
>you come inside her
>exhaustion sinks in
>she collapses on top of you
>her breathing is heavy
>"I guethth I've really miththed out."
>you can barely see straight
"Guess so."
>you slip out of her and grab the nearest blanket to cover you both
>you have to wash it all anyway
>"I.. I love you Anon..."
>she whispers this, almost afraid of rejection
>your going to have to work with her on that
"I love you too Gilda. Always."
>she moves to lay beside you, her hair glowing in the moonlight
>she's smiling
>slowly both your breathing slows
>slowly both your eye lids grow heavy
>slowly both of you fall into a restful sleep

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