[DE - 8] AiE : Resonation

Continued from AiE : Contention
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>You head to the auditorium to visit Vinyl.
>You kind of need to discuss your schedule with her.
>Just a little.
>Whatever it was that required you to have those particular weeks off, you didn't know quite yet.
>Rainbow was quiet on the subject of why.
>But you didn't question her too heavily.
>She's still your roomie.
>Or rather, she owns the house you don't have to pay rent to live in.
>Either way, her house, her rules.
>It was still kind of buggin you though.
>It was bugging her too, you could tell that much.
>
>To take your mind off things, you took the goggles Vinyl had given you out of your pocket and wore them on the way to the auditorium.
>
>After you found your balance again, your walk was rather uneventful.
>Though it looked pretty damn AWESOME with the goggles.
>Light didn't matter, sound did.
>There was no glare from the sun.
>
>Is this how a bat 'looks' at the world?
>
>Neat.
>
>You made your way to the auditorium, and the guards let you in without question.
>They knew who you were by now.
>If they didn't, the goggles probably shut them up before they did or said anything.
>
>You made your way to the central arena, where you found Vinyl once more fiddling with her equipment.
"Hey Vinyl!"
>You waved to her.
>After hearing you say her name, she looked up at you and smiled.
>"Wassup, Anon?!"
>You approach the stage, and climb up.
"Not much.  Gotta talk to you about something though."
>"Oh?  It's not Rainbow again, is it?  I've told you all I'm gonna tell you about her."
"No, it's about my schedule."
>"Something wrong with it?"
"No, but Rainbow told me to make sure that I have the two weeks after next week off."

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>You took the goggles off to see her clearly now.
>She looked just like she did when you first met her.
>Beautiful white coat, wild blue hair, and ruby red eyes.
>"Really?  I wonder--"
>She cut herself off, and started blushing slightly.
>"Never mind.  I know exactly why she wants you to have that time off."
"You do?  Why?"
>"It's... something she'll have to tell you about."
>Great.
>More cryptic answers.
"Wonderful.  So can I have the time off?"
>"Oh!  Right!  Yeah, no problem.  Go ahead and don't worry about this week either.  I have a feeling you'll need all the rest you can get."
>This isn't sounding so great, whatever it is.
>Can you not get a break?
>Hospitalized the instant you arrived here.
>Things are good for a while, then Princess Celesita demands a trial for your existence.
>Then there's a fire, and being the idiot you are, you act rather than think.
>You saved a little filly, but wound up hospitalizing yourself, AGAIN.
>That was getting old.
>Then Celestia's bogus trial.
>You finally get back to Ponyville and now there's a mysterious two-week long event that nopony will talk to you about, other than warnings.
>
>Just power through it.
>It can't be all bad, right?
>You've got Rainbow on your side at least.
>
"So no helpful hints on this mysterious two-week thing?"
>"Uhhh... no.  Not from me.  Each pony handles it differently..."
"Great.  Well, I've got some time to kill, you need any help?"
>"Babe, I could always use your help."
>Dirty.
>
>You helped her around the stage for a while, until she had everything set up just the way she wanted.
>Turns out that she let a newer band use her auditorium while she was with you and Rainbow in Canterlot.

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>After a good three hours work getting everything set back the way she liked it, the two of you headed backstage and up to her penthouse.
>Odd that you'd want to live in an auditorium.
>Makes sense though, considering her passion is music.
>"Hey Anon, I don't suppose you'd be willing to rub my back again?  It was really awesome that one ti--  ooooohhhh..."
>You'd started rubbing her back, and she barely made it to her bed.
>"No fair..."
>You could feel her tension in her shoulders and lower back.
>The past couple of days must've stressed her more than she let on.
>Opposable thumbs will get you places it seems.
>You should probably give Rainbow a back rub when the two of you get home.
>If she was as stressed as Vinyl said she was, she might actually benefit from it.
>You're no master masseuse or anything, but your hands could do what hooves couldn't.
>It wasn't magic, but hey.
>Just another thing to set you apart from all these ponies.
>"So...  you.... talk.... to Rainb...ow... yet?"
>You sighed, but continued your massage none the less.
"Not yet.  We decided to set aside the whole weekend for talking."
>"Uuunnggghh...  Not...  a bad...  idea...  you two... could... use the... chat..."
"We'll see."
>"Trust... me..."
"You gettin hungry?"
>"...mmmmMmmmfffgg..."
>You stopped your massage, and she sighed.
>"Anon... I could take a massage like that every day for the rest of my life..."
"I'm no master masseuse--"
>"No, but your hands are a gift from Celestia or Luna or who the buck ever."
"Thanks.  I think."

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>"Now, about food."
"Yes.  Food."
>"I know a restaurant that serves griffons, so they have some meat.  Sound interesting?"
"It is already my favorite place to eat."
>"Let get going then, before I fall asleep."
>After a stretch, she leads you back out of the Auditorium.
>One of her guards moves to escort the two of you, but she stops him.
>"Don't worry guys, I'll be fine.  It's just lunch."
>The guard nods and returns to his previous post.
>After you're out of earshot of the guards, you ask her some of the questions that had bubbled up in your head.
"Why do they feel the need to escort you everywhere?"
>"They're just protective is all.  Thats why I chose them!"
"So why did you tell the one to stay where he was?"
>"Cause their protective nature is great and all, but sometimes it can get annoying.  Besides, I've got you to protect me, tough guy.  No pony would dare mess with an alien."
>She's probably right.
>Though you're not sure how you should feel about the intimidation factor.
>Eh, fuck it.
"So why do you live at work?"
>"Cause I can."
>Simple enough.
>"Besides, I wouldn't want to live anywhere else, and that's saying something."
"Just where all have you been?"
>"Pretty much all over Equestria.  The fans call, and I answer."
"Must get tiring."
>"Yeah, but it's always awesome."

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>She leads you to the edge of Ponyville, to a Restaurant you'd never seen before.
>It was styled in the same midnight feel that Luna's armor and train were.
>The windows were tinted to the point you couldn't see anything through them unless you pressed your face up against them.
"Vinyl, what is this place?"
>"You'll see."
>You follow her in, and have to go through two sets of doors.
>The second set only open after the first set closed.
>Weird.
>Upon entering, you're greeted by a waiter.
>"Welcome to the Midnight Project, Miss Vinyl.  Table for two?"
>Vinyl nods her head to the waiter.
>You'd never seen that pony before, but he didn't even give you a second glance.
>You look around, and the place was... different.
>It was completely black, save for walking paths that were illuminated just barely, like in a movie theater after the movie starts.
>The main lighting was recessed in the ceiling, and changed color slowly.
"Vinyl, what is this place?"
>"Didn't you hear the guy?  It's called the Midnight Project."
>You follow Vinyl to your table, which is glowing slightly.
>All the tables were.
>When you went to sit down, you noticed the chairs.
>The chairs were large, and extremely adjustable.
>As you looked around at the few other ponies that were eating there, you noticed that the chairs gave off a very subtle glow when they were occupied.
>You take your seat, adjust it to your liking, and Vinyl does the same.
>The waiter sets your menus down, and bows himself out.
"So, Vinyl.  What is this place?"
>"One of the best bucking restaurants in Equestria.  You want something?  They got it."

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>You look at the menu, and shortly after doing so, realize you still can't read pony.
"Um, Vinyl?"
>"Yeah?"
"A little help?" you asked, gesturing towards the menu.
>"Oh!  Right!  Lets see...  You want fish, chicken, steak?"
"A steak sounds delicious."
>"Alright.  Steak, and a mashed potato then?"
"My mouth is already watering."
>She smiles, and goes back to deciding what she wants to eat.
>After a couple minutes, a different waiter approaches and takes your orders.
>He even asked how you wanted the steak cooked.
>
>This place was already your favorite.
>
>After you and Vinyl finished eating, and you cleaned up your war zone of a plate, she paid the waiter and the two of you left.
>After you both got back into the blinding sunlight, Vinyl spoke up.
>"So, what'd ya think?"
"That.  Was.  Amazing.  I didn't even know that this place existed!"
>"Yeah, not many ponies talk about it because they serve meat."
"So, what do you want to do now?"
>"I'm up for another massage!"
"What have I gotten myself into?"
>She gives you a light punch.
>"Lets go back to my place.  We can always turn up the music and blast the evening away."
"Sounds like a plan."
>And so you did just that.
>You'd check every couple of hours to see where the sun was, seeing as there weren't any windows in the auditorium.
>When the sun finally started to set, you said goodbye to Vinyl, and headed back to the square to meet up with Rainbow.
>Pretty uneventful day from then on.
>Dash took you home, you both ate in silence, not wanting to bring up what was on both your minds.

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>After sleep finally took you, you slept through one of your cursed dream nights.
>This one wasn't so bad though.
>Most of your dreams were about Rainbow and Vinyl.
>The three of you would just hang out.
>Or rave.
>Vinyl was all about the raving and partying.
>There was one dream that bothered you though.
>Rainbow was curled up on your bed, crying.
>When you tried to ask what was wrong, she lashed out at you, and then apologized over and over.
>It was like she was having an emotional breakdown.
>It tore you to pieces knowing that you were somehow a cause to her suffering on that scale.
>Would you tease or pull a little prank on her?
>Sure, she was your friend.
>Would you emotionally attack her?
>Fucking never.
>
>Something about that dream stayed with you, even after you woke up.
>Aaaah, weekend.
>The glorious feeling of not having to do SHIT today.
>
>Except sit down and start that dreaded conversation with Dash.
>So much needed to be said.
>You didn't know how to feel about a relationship with Dash.
>Should you try and turn her down?
>Did you want to turn her down?
>Or should you follow Vinyl's advice and man the fuck up?
>
>Confounded ponies and morals n shit.
>
>If you didn't have any morals or worries about dating a different species, you'd fucking do it.
>Why are you so worried anyway?
>You're the only one of your species, who the fuck cares how you act?
>You have no reason to act like you did back home.
>Hell, you could walk around naked, and if you didn't say anything, the ponies would probably think it was simply natural for you.
>They were naked anyway.
>So why are you so worried about getting close to Dash?

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>Why was the species thing bothering you so much?
>This pony was intelligent.
>This pony was already your best friend.
>You both got along rather amazingly.
>It felt natural when you and Rainbow would hang out.
>Which is weird, considering you're both alien to each other.
>Eh, fuck it.
>Who else is going to give two shits?
>Why would you care?
>So long as the two of you were happy, that's all that is supposed to matter, right?
>Fuck everyone else.
>What would Celestia say?  Or do?
>Fuck her.  Luna knew what was up, and from what you could tell, she supported you.
>You've got a damn demi-god on your side.
>Ok, that was a bit of an ego boost.
>
>Vinyl's right.
>Time to man the fuck up.
>
>But maybe you'll take it slow, so as to not freak each other the hell out.
>No need to rush things, right?
>
>You get out of bed, and go through your morning routine of cleaning up and preparing for the day.
>You head down to the kitchen, and as per usual, Rainbow had breakfast made and ready.
"Morning Dash."
>She nodded to you.
>You both ate breakfast in silence.
>The silence was getting to you.
>
>Fuck.
>It's going to start out like one of THOSE conversations, isn't it?
>More silence after you finish and clean up the remnants of breakfast, and head over to the couch.
>
>Yup.
>One of those conversations.
>
>Well shit, might as well get right to it.

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"So."
>"So."
"Where do we start?"
>"...I don't know..."
>Great.
"Why don't we start with my trial."
>You saw her gulp.
>She was just as fucking nervous as you were.
>But you've got to do this.
>No more beating around the bush.
"Do you like me?"
>Damn.  She turned red instantly.
>"I... Uh...  Ya see..."
"Dash.  You don't have to perform for anyone.  This is between you, and me."
>She gulped again.
>"I...  I...  like you... yeah, you're one of my best friends after all!  Wh-why wouldn't I like you?"
"Thats not what I mean Dash.  Do you LIKE me?"
>Another gulp, and she looked like she was getting ready to curl into a ball and cry.
>She couldn't possibly turn any redder.
>It was a damn physical impossibility.
>
>Though, until you arrived here, you didn't think magic existed either.
>
>FOCUS DAMMIT.
>
"Rainbow, I'm not punishing you or anything like that.  I just want to know if you have intimate feelings towards me."
>She slowly uncurled from her ball, her eyes no longer watering.
>She still looked like a deer caught in headlights though.
"I need to know Dash.  It's important to me."
>She had managed to find herself a sitting position now.
>She was looking you right in the eyes.
>Those gorgeous magenta eyes.
>
>And you both had the same thought at the same time.
>What was that thought?
>Words are cheap.
>So what did you do?
>You both went to kiss, consequently ramming each other.
>
>Yeah, it hurt like a bitch.
>
>Dash was the first one to recover.
>She looked over at you, a smile now on her face.

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>She got to you before your daze was over, and planted one right on your lips.
>You came out of your daze, to Dash planting one right smack on your lips.
>Well, now you know how she feels about you.
>
>It wasn't a toungey kiss.
>It wasn't an awkward kiss.
>It was... natural.
>Neither of you forced it to happen.
>It just happened.
>
>You felt the awkward of the situation melt away during your embrace with her.
>You returned the kiss, willingly.
>It wasn't an erotic kiss.
>It was the kiss of fucking life.
>It was like... nothing you'd experienced before.
>It anchored your cocktail of emotions to the ground, so they could start settling.
>Had you been a mushy fucker, you might have called it the kiss of 'true love' or some shit.
>The kiss of two dimension or planet crossed fools?
>Why the hell not.
>
>You could be a fool for her.
>
>After you broke the kiss, you both sat there, staring into each others eyes.
"So, I'll take that as a yes."
>She smirked, and tangled you back up in another hug.
>"You have no idea how happy I am."
"No, but I think I could take a shot in the dark and say it's just about as happy as I am."
>You returned her hug.
>After a good fifteen minutes or so of enjoying the blissful hug, you remembered there was something that Dash wanted to talk about.
"Now, I think there was something that YOU wanted to discuss, wasn't there, Dashie?"
>She was quiet for a minute.
>"Yeah.  Estrus."

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"Estrus?  What's that?"
>"You don't know what estrus is?  Jeeze, do I have to explain everything to you?"
>You shrugged.
"Guess so.  Whats the big deal about this estrus?  Why did I need to make sure I had time off for it?"
>Her shade of red was returning.
>"Twilight could probably explain it better than I could...  but basically...  you remember when you touched my wing?"
>Your turn to go red.
>How could you forget?
"Yeah?"
>She giggled at your change in coloring.
>"It makes ponies much more... sensitive."
>You give her a blank stare.
>"Right...  Twilight said something about... an urge to... mate... and something about... hormones..."
"So..."
>"So...  That means that any mare that sticks around you for more than a couple minutes during estrus, will start to get... urges."
"Urges?  Do you ponies not have any self control during this estrus thing?"
>"What?  Of course we do!  We're not sex crazed or anything.  Estrus just...  It changes ponies..."
"How do you mean?"
>"Well, mares tend to... express themselves more; while stallions tend to be more... aggressive."
"So you're saying I'm gonna get raped if I go to Ponyville during estrus?"
>"What?  No!  Nothing like that!"
"Then skip to it, what ARE you saying?"
>"I'm saying is that mares will focus more on getting you to be their special somepony than on what they'd normally do."
"So..."
>"So, if a mare is with a stallion, and that stallion sees a mare hitting on another stallion, that stallion might... well..."
"Beat my stupid face in?"
>"Yeah, kind of.  But it only works if mares and stallions are close enough."

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"Wait, what?"
>Dash was getting frustrated.
>She was having trouble find the right words.
>"Twilight said something about... pharos?  phobos?"
"Pheromones?"
>"Yeah!  Those!  Ponies give off more mating pheromones during estrus."
"Shouldn't be that bad then, I'm not a pony."
>"I thought about that too, but Twilight said that every animal gives off those pheromones.  If you do too, then you'd affect mares around you."
"Ok, so what do I need to do?"
>"First things first, we need to stock up on food and supplies for two weeks.  You don't get to leave the house."
"Why are you so worried about me?  It's just a bunch of mares hitting on me."
>"Thing is, estrus messes with ponies.  They'll start acting out of nature."
"So they'll all be a bit odd, still not a big deal."
>"I go through estrus too, Anon."
>You sit there for a moment, and realize what she's been getting at.
>She's not so much worried about the mares in ponyville, she's worried about you living with her.
>She's worried about her becoming over possessive and hurting another pony because of you.
>Or hurting you.
>"And I'm pretty athletic.  I can hold my own in a fight.  It's gonna take all of my self control to not rut you into the ground.  Especially now that I know you like me too...  Unless you want to rut..."
>You look up, and she's turned that impossible shade of red again.
"I'd rather not rush things Dash."
>"That's kind of how I was feeling.  I don't want to either.  But with estrus, I won't exactly be thinking clearly with you around."
"So, what are our options?"

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>"Not much.  Best thing to do, I think, would be to wait it out."
>She might use estrus as an excuse to get in your pants without 'rushing' it.
>Clever girl.
"So I've got to stick with an overstimulated Rainbow Dash for two weeks?"
>She lowered her head.
>"Yeah..."
"Eh.  Could be fun.  I trust you Dash."
>She looked up, and perked her ears back up.
>"Thanks, Anon."
"What did you do during estrus before I came here?"
>"Nothing really.  I told you, it doesn't really start to get to a pony unless they're exposed to a pony of the opposite gender for a while."
"Well what about work?"
>"They split us into gender based teams.  Somepony has to work the weather."
"Right.  Well then, I guess we've got some shopping to do."
>She nods, and you both start planning out what you'll need over the course of the two weeks.
>
>The next week is spent preparing for estrus.
>It's a blur of activity.
>So many foodstuffs were collected, you could've fed a small army for a week.
>You'd collect the list of things while Dash would make trips to deposit the items you collected back home.
>She'd make three and four trips a day.
>Her saddle bags could only carry so much.
>By the end of the week, you were both exhausted.
>
>But you were also ready.
>
>Or so you hoped.

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###BEGIN  ESTRUS###
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>Tomorrow marked the beginning of estrus.
>You didn't sleep too well that night.
>You were so anxious to see what all the fuss was about.
>
>You slept the dreamless sleep.
>But it wasn't a relaxing sleep.
>No, it was the kind of sleep that you wake up feeling tired from.
>
>When you did wake up, you went through your morning routine like normal.
>You headed down to the kitchen, and Rainbow was making breakfast, like normal.
>
>So far so good.
"Morning Dashie."
>"Gooooood morning Anon!"
>Ok, a little out of character, but nothing overly worrying.
"So, whats for breakfast?"
>"I made some toast, hash browns, and I got us some orange juice."
"Sounds good."
>You both sit down to eat.
>Normal meal.
>Normal morning conversation.
>Normal Dash leaving for work.
>
>Still dunno what the big deal about estrus was.
>This'll be a piece of cake.
>
>You waste your day away, like you normally do when Dash is away and you're stuck at home.
>
>Sundown finally comes around, and Dash comes back home shortly there after.
"Welcome home, Dashie.  How was work?"
>"Eh, same old same old."
>She plopped down on the couch after shutting the door behind her.
>She stretched, sighed, and relaxed on the couch next to you.
>You both sat there for a couple minutes, before you noticed she was staring at you.
>And she was starting to blush.
"Dash, something wrong?"
>She didn't respond for a minute.
>You waved your hand in front of her, trying to get her attention.
"Dashie?  You ok?"
>"Huh?  Whazzat?  Oh!  Yeah!  I'm fine!  Uhhh...  I'm... I'm gonna go make some dinner."
>She got up, and trotted over to the kitchen.
>Her wings were fully extended while she did so though.
>Along with her tail being slightly raised.

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>Wings extended.
>
>Oh boy, here we go.
>
>You manage to get through dinner without incident.
>You could start to see that Dash was starting to get affected by estrus though.
>Her wings had remained extended throughout dinner.
>If you caught her looking at you, she'd quickly return to eating.
>
>So far, estrus has been no more than a minor annoyance than anything.
>You could put up with it for her though.
>You'd have to sooner or later if you wanted this relationship to work.
>Might as well start early.
>
>You both retired to your rooms, and the night passed without incident.
>This was going to be easy.
>Only two weeks?
>Pfft, bring it.
>
>
>Oh what you did.
>
>The next day went much like the previous, until Dash got home.
"Hey Dash, how was work?"
>She didn't say anything this time.
>No, instead she flew over and kissed you without warning.
>"Nothing special."
>The kiss wasn't unwelcome, but it did take you by suprise.
>She flew off to the kitchen, and began preparing dinner.
>No relaxing, no chatting.
>You walked over and shut the door she had left open.
>
>Dinner was much the same as it was previously, but she kept her eyes on you at all times.
>Once again, her wings remained extended during dinner.
>
>This was starting to get to you.
>And it was only the second day.
>
>You made it to bed without incident once more.
>It went on like this for the next couple of days.
>Dash would leave for work, come home, and do something more daring each time.
>
>It was day 8 of estrus now.
>Dash had just gotten home.
"How was work, Dashie?"
>She didn't try and jump your bones this time.
>No, this time, she slammed the door behind her and glared at you.

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>So much for estrus being easy.
>"How was work?  HOW WAS WORK?  I've been working my tail off for a week, and thats the thanks I get?"
>Woah.
>You hadn't seen Dash angry before.
>She was in your face, literally.
>"WELL?  What did your sorry bum do all day?  Huh?"
"Dash, I can't--"
>"You can't fly?  So what!  You can't clean up around here either?  You worthless piece of flesh!  To think I actually liked you at one point!"
>That hurt.
>But you knew it wasn't her.
>She must be suffering some sort of denial or something.
>Surely being forced to deal with estrus and not having a way to vent must get to you after a while.
"Dash, just try and think clearly for a second."
>"Think clearly?  I've never seen things clearer in my LIFE!"
"Dash, focus.  Estrus, remember?"
>She growled at you, but backed off some.
>"Yeah, I remember.  I remember how you're afraid I'll do something you might actually LIKE!"
>With that, she stormed off to her room.
>Yeah, you could go without dinner tonight.
>
>You made it to your bed, and turned in earlier than usual.
>The night went on without incident, until you woke up half way through it.
>You'd woken up because it'd become hard to breath.
>There was a pressure on your chest.
>You looked down, and half expected to see Dash there, but didn't.
>No, instead, you saw... your cloud mattress slowly creeping up your chest.
>What?
>Surely you must be dreaming.
>
>Then it hit you.
>Twilight's cloud walking spell wasn't permanent.
>
>Oh shit.

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>You tried your best to get out of bed, but it was like wading through melting snow.
>You started to yell for Rainbow.
"Rainbow!  RAINBOW!"
>She groggily opened the door to your room.
>"This had BETTER be good Anon."
"HELP!"
>She looked to where your voice was coming from, and fear instantly arced across her features.
>"Anon!"
>She darted over to you, and gripped you with her hooves, before heaving you back up.
>You grabbed on to her tightly, fear of extreme personal injury fueling you.
"I think Twilight's cloud walking spell is finally wearing off."
>"Yeah, no kidding.  Let's go."
"Go where?"
>"To see Twilight, duh."
>She flies you out of the house, and heads for Ponyville.
>At least she didn't appear angry at you any more.
>Best not bring it up until AFTER estrus.
>
>You finally arrive at the library Twilight called her home.
>It was the dead of night, on a weekend, and Dash had taken a weekend shift so that she could be away from you for a while.
>It was starting to show just how much self control she really had.
>She was starting to wear out though.
>
>You were starting to wonder if trying to find a plan B was such a bad idea after all.
>
>Finally Twilight answers the door.
>It was completely obvious that she was sleeping not moments ago.
>"Rainbow?  What could you possibly want at this hour?"
"Hi Twilight.  I think my cloudwalking spell is finally starting to wear off."
>"Oh?  And why couldn't it wait until morning?"
>"Because he almost fell through the floor, Twilight.  Now are you gonna help or not?"
>"Oh!  Right, sorry.  Just a bit tired is all.  Come on in."

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>You followed Rainbow into the library, and shut the door behind you.
>"So it finally wore off?  I was wondering just how much Anon amplified magic...  Rainbow, can you help me find 'The Magic of Flight: Volume 3?'"
>"Sure."
>The two mares combed through the library searching for Twilight's book.
>You would help, but you can't read pony.
>"Here it is Twilight."
>Rainbow plucked a book from one of the upper shelves, and took it over to Twilight.
>"Alright, here we go.  Anon, stand still, ok?"
>You do as you're told, and Twilight's horn starts lighting up.
>Until she looks at you.
>When her eyes fell on you, she started blushing and her horn stopped lighting up.
>"Twilight?"
>"Yeah?"
>"You going to put the spell on him or what?"
>"I'd love to.  But..."
>"But what?"
>"I'd like to get some...  samples first..."
>Dash saw it too.
>Twilight was giving you a seductive look now.
>Uh oh.
>
"Twilight, Rainbow, focus now."
>"Oh, believe me Anon, you have my utmost attention."
>With a combination of being woken up and estrus, her judgment must be foggy, to say the least.
>When Twilight started to walk towards you, is the exact moment Rainbow chose to tackle her to the ground.
>This seeme to snap Twilight out of it, and bring her back to reality.
>Dash made sure to drive the point home though.
>"He's mine" she growled out through gritted teeth.
>"Oh.  Oh!  Uh... right.  Sorry."
>With that, Rainbow let Twilight back up, and Twilight restarted the process of putting the cloudwalking spell on you.
>The fear of Rainbow taking more drastic action kept Twilight focused on the task at hand.

-------------------

>Once the cloudwalking spell was cast on you for the second time, Rainbow wasted no time in taking you right the fuck back home.
>Once you both were certain the spell was working, you each headed to your respective rooms to resume sleeping.
>
>The next day was essentially Monday, and thus the beginning of your countdown to estrus being over.
>You'll need to find a better solution to survive the next five days though.
>Or your next estrus, for that matter.
>You repeated your daily routine once you woke up.
>Rainbow had gone to work, but came back home shortly after she left.
"Back so soon?  Whats up?"
>"Weather boss told me to head home and get some rest.  Said I was 'too stressed' or something."
"Oh.  You know, I was thinking about that."
>"Oh?  Find another way to disappoint me?"
"Just come over here, grouch."
>She huffs at you, but is clearly too stressed to argue and makes her way over to the couch.
>You turn her so that she is laying down, and begin massaging her back.
>"Aahh-- ooohhhhh...."
"You still disappointed?"
>She just groans her approval.
"I'll take that as a no."
>You massage the stress out of her to the best of your ability.
>She approves.
>After a good half hour of massaging, you take a brake.
>Rainbow turns around, and looks at you with dreamy eyes.
>"Why didn't you think of that sooner?"
"Dunno."
>"Well, I like it.  A lot."
>She crawled up onto your chest, forcing you down onto the couch.
>
>Uh oh.

-------------------

"Rainbow--"
>She cut you off with a growl, before leaning in and kissing you.
>Oh boy.
>You may have de-stressed her a little, but that doesn't mean estrus wasn't affecting her.
>Thanks to some quick thinking, a sinister plan formulated in your head.
>You reached behind her, and grabbed her right wing at the base.
>
>She instantly froze.
>
>You pulled her off of you by her wing.
>She managed a whimper.
>
"Now then, do I have your attention?"
>Another whimper, followed by a nod.
"Good.  Remember, estrus is messing with you."
>She nods again.
"You know what that means, right?"
>She nods again, and you take your hand off of her wing.
>You can clearly see the frustration start to flow into her.
>You're about to say something, but she darts off to her room.
>
>You just can't win with this estrus thing, can you?
>Yes you can, but you don't want to.
>
>You know exactly what will help clear her head.
>What's that?
>She's been forced to crave intimate action, and is being actively denied it.
>
>God dammit.
>
>You went up to her room, and found her curled up on her bed.
>When she saw you come in, she growled.
>"Go away.  I just need to stay away from you until estrus is over."
"No.  I've got to be able to help you out somehow."
>She growled again as you approached her.
>"Just leave me alone!  There's nothing you can do without...  w-without..."
>She started crying.
>Man, this estrus thing is really fucking with her.
>
>Ha ha, very punny.
>
>You sit down on her bed next to her.
>
>And then a thought enters your head.

-------------------

>You reach out and grab her wing again.
>She snaps to attention, wings fully extended once more.
>"Anon..."
"Ssshhh..."
>You begin to rub her wing, from the base to the tip.
>She rewards you with a short whimper.
>You run your fingers through her feathers.
>This gets you another whimper.
>She turns her head to look at you.
>She's got hopeful eyes, and is biting her lower lip.
>
>You position yourself behind her and start on the other wing.
>She lays down on her bed now, giving you full access to her wings.
>"A... Anon..."
>You continue rubbing her wings, and she stops talking entirely.
>This goes on for another couple minutes, before you start slowly making your way back to rubbing her back.
>She lets out a moan, but remains still.
>
>You managed to work the stress out of her, and her wings slowly started retracting.
>Your little plan appears to be working.
>You continue your massage until you're pretty sure she's asleep.
>
>You sneak out of her room, making sure to turn out the lights.
>After you get back to your room, you lay down and relax.
>This estrus business was starting to really get to you.
>Only five days left.
>You can make it five more days, right?
>
>You're beginning to question that theory.
>
>Although your massage idea seemed to do the trick.
>Maybe thats the solution you were looking for?
>Sure it's no replacement for intimacy, but it seemed to have the desired effect.

-------------------

>You drift off to sleep soon after making first contact with
Rainbow had gone to work, but came back home shortly after she left.
 Rainbow had gone to work, but came back home shortly after she left.
your bed.
>You hadn't realized how tired you were.
>Dash was a handful, but if you can't handle her at her worst, surely you don't deserve her at her best.
>
>When you woke up next, Dash was already gone.
>Judging from the window, it looked to be about mid morning.
>You hope you were able to help Dash last night.
>It might not have been exactly what she wanted, but it seemed to help.
>
>Now it's your turn to calm the fuck down.
>You are her outlet for stress, along with the cause of a lot of her stress.
>If you're stressed, it doesn't help anybody.
>You take an extra long and hot shower, and that does the trick.
>After you finish your shower and clean up, you're feeling much better.
>You go through your estrus daily routine.
>You mostly went around cleaning up the house, doing laundry, that sort of thing.
>Not much else you could do, really.
>It's become your least favorite, but most commonly played game.
>Fucking waiting.
>
>Shit game.
>
>But you had no other option.
>You waited once more for Rainbow to get home, and hoped she was feeling better than she was yesterday.
>The hours crawl by, but you make it.
>Rainbow gets home, and as soon as she sees you, she tackles you into a hug.
>"Anon...  I'm so sorry for everything I said..."
>You could hear her crying.
"Rainbow, don't worry about it.  I don't blame you."
>She hugged you tighter.
>Keeping her in her hugging position, you waddle over to the door and shut it.
>It's a good thing she's so light.
>And that she aimed for your chest, not your crotch.

-------------------

>After you manage to detach her from your chest, you're able to strike up a conversation.
"So I take it the massage worked?"
>"Yeah...  A little..."
"Why don't we make that a thing during estrus?  I'm not the one who's gong through some sort of cycle that messes with my brain, so maybe I can help you out."
>"I... I'd like that."
"Good.  Now then, why don't you let me make dinner tonight, ok?"
>She sniffles a little, but manages an 'Ok.'
>After the two of you eat, you follow Rainbow up to her room, and begin your massage.
>After you get her to the near sleeping point, you get up and head back to your room.
>Alright.
>A daily massage for two weeks?
>For Rainbow?
>You could work with this.
>You manage the next four days like this.
>The final day of estrus finally arrives, much to your delight.
>
>But you weren't in the clear just yet.
>The final day was the beginning of a weekend, and Rainbow had been denied a weekend shift.
>This was going to be rough.
>Rainbow was going to spend the last day of estrus locked up with you.
>The cause of her stress.
>Over the course of the day, you could almost see her self control wearing down.
>By lunch, she had hidden all of your pants from you.
>Good thing you were dressed already.
>At least she wasn't up in arms.
>
>She was being more playful than anything.
>Mind you she had a motive, but at least it was playful, not forceful.
>
>Slowly your entire wardrobe disappeared, save for the clothes you were wearing.
>And you almost lost those at one point.
>When she tried to take the pants you were wearing off of you, you decided it was time for a massage.

-------------------

>Luckily, she didn't complain too much.
>The massage's effect didn't last as long as you'd hoped though.
>The massage's you've been giving seemed to subdue her rather than... satisfy her.
>And that only worked for so long.
>Had she not decided to stay home, she wouldn't have been exposed to your pheromones that you were apparently giving off.
>She was becoming more aggressive with her 'playful' pokes at you.
>She'd tackle you to the ground when you were walking, and lick your face.
>Or she'd jump on your back and flap her wings, pushing you around.
>Every time she did something like that though, she'd catch herself right after doing it.
>Then, each time, she would promptly turn a lovely shade of red, apologize, and fly off to her room.
>But she would still get a little bolder with each attempt.
>
>This attempt had caught you off guard.
>She'd flown out of nowhere, and kissed you.
>The force of her flying knocked you down to the floor, but she never broke the kiss.
>
>She was like a damn face hugger.
>
>You begin to wonder if Ponies have stories about aliens.
>
>Your wonder is cut short once you remember what just happened.
>Don't open your mouth to protest, she'll take that as an invitation.
>You tried to push her off, but she wouldn't budge.
>
>Ok then, heavy weapons.
>You grab her by her wing.
>
>Yup, froze in place.
>You led her off of you, and managed to get your footing again.
"I understand this estrus is getting to you, but we're in the home stretch, ok?  You can do this."
>She looked at you and whimpered.
>You released her wing, and she darted off to her room for the umpteenth time today.

-------------------

>Just a few more hours.
>This estrus was almost as accurate as clockwork.
>
>Almost.
>
>It had started off slowly, so you presumed it'd probably come to a stop slowly.
>Just stay out of Rainbow's way, and you'll be alright.
>
>That, and keep an eye out for surprise attacks.
>The next one you might not be so lucky.
>
>It's not that you didn't like Rainbow like that, it's that you didn't feel it was the right time for that kind of... interaction.
>Estrus was telling her otherwise though.
>And thats what was making this so difficult.
>
>The two of you had finally admitted to each other your feelings, but that was only three weeks ago.
>Two weeks didn't really count for quality time together, because of estrus.
>You'd decided to take things slow for a reason.
>You were both aliens to each other.
>Plenty of things to get used to.
>Plenty of things to discover about each other.
>No need to skip the delicious meal and go straight for the dessert.
>
>Ok, you're starting to make food references.  Take the hint and get to work on dinner.
>Right.
>
>And so you do.
>
>After you'd finished preparing dinner, you call out for Rainbow, but she doesn't answer.
>
>You call again, and again, no answer.
>
>Ok, activate investigation mode.

-------------------

>You eventually find her tucked away in her room.
"Rainbow?  You going to come eat?"
>She sniffles.
>Great, she's been crying.
"Dashie, what's the matter?"
>You walk over to where she was sitting on her bed, and sit down next to her.
>"I... I..."
>You pull her into a hug in an attempt to calm her down.
>Estrus must finally be wearing off.
>She's probably an emotional wreck right now.
"Ssshhhh, ssshhh.  Just let it all out."
>She breaks down completely, and clings to you as she starts sobbing.
>You hold her there for a while, letting her cry her heart out.
>Finally, after what seems like an impossible amount of tears, she speaks.
>"I...  I'm such a monster..."
"Dashie, I've seen monsters, and trust me, you're not a monster."
>"But--"
"You listen and you listen good.  I'm not going to just walk away from you.  This is what being together is all about.  And I wouldn't have it any other way.  I'll take care of you, Rainbow.  I promise."
>She sniffles again, and clings tighter to you.
>You hear her stomach growl.
"I heard that.  Come on, lets go eat.  You'll feel better in the morning."
>Another sniffle, followed by "O-Ok..."
>You carry her down to the living room, where you'd set up dinner.
>Her eyes were red from all the crying, but she was starting to act like her old self.

-------------------
###END -- ESTRUS###
-------------------


>Good thing too.
>You couldn't take much more of watching her go through this emotional marathon.
>It was really bothering you.
>
>You both made it through dinner, and retreated to her room for your nightly massage.
>After you massaged her to sleep and tucked her in, you made your way back to your room.
>You slept well, knowing that when you woke up, estrus would finally be over.
>You'd have your old Rainbow back.
>
>God you couldn't wait.
>
>The sleep was welcomed, dreamless, and utterly refreshing.
>When you woke up, you woke up to a smell that you'd gone so long without smelling, it was almost alien to you.
>You went through your morning routine of cleaning yourself, and headed down to the kitchen to find the source of that smell.
>When you got there, you found the source of that tantalizing odor.
>Eggs.
>Bacon, and eggs.
>
>Rainbow was making you eggs and motherfucking bacon.
"Rainbow?"
>"Oh hey there Anon!  Did you sleep well?"
"Rainbow... is that... bacon?"
>"Sure is!  I figured after all I put you through during estrus, I should pay you back somehow."
"I...  But..."
>"Hush.  I'll worry about breakfast."
>She kissed you on the cheek, and ushered you into a chair.
>
>Breakfast was devoured in seconds.
>If estrus meant bacon; by god, bring on fucking estrus.
>
>Rainbow didn't turn away when you ate it either.
>She actually seemed excited to know if she had cooked it right or not.
>
>Suffice it to say it was one of the best bacon and egg breakfasts you'd ever had.

-------------------

>"So, I have an idea on how to celebrate estrus being over."
"Oh?  More than a bacon and egg breakfast?"
>She giggled, but carried on.
>"Yeah.  I was thinking we could go to the park."
"Sounds good to me."
>"Awesome!  I'll show you some moves I've been working on!  And we can have a picnic!  And--"
"Rainbow.  I get the idea.  So we going or what?"
>She squees.
>God that was cute.
>She flies you down to Ponyville, and opts to walk with you rather than fly next to you.
>You observed quite a number of mares and stallions alike that seemed agitated.
"Rainbow, why does everypony look soo..."
>"Irritated?  Estrus.  If you hadn't...  did what you did last night...  I probably wouldn't be much different from them."
>Makes sense.
>Emotional turmoil and all.
>You follow Rainbow to the park, and find a bench to sit down at.
>Rainbow proceeds to strut her stuff.
>You had to admit, some of that looked pretty cool.
>
>You weren't the only one who thought so either.
>A little orange pegasus had taken up a seat on the bench beside you.
>"She's awesome, isn't she?"
"Yeah, she is pretty awesome."
>"How cool would it be to hang out with THE Rianbow Dash for a day?"
>You look over at the little filly before you answer.
"I live with her."
>She turns her attention to you and her jaw drops.
>"No way.  You can't!  She lives in a cloud!  You don't have any wings!"
"Twilight used a cloudwalking spell on me, and Rainbow carries me to and from her house."
>Congrats, you'd managed to fascinate the little filly.
>"Thats.  AWESOME.  Whats your name, mister?"
"I'm Anon.  What's your name, kiddo?"
>"I'm Scootaloo!"
"Nice to meet you Scootaloo."

-------------------

>"So how'd you manage to get to live with Rainbow Dash?"
"It's a long story--"
>"I've got time!"
>About that time, Rainbow flew down to see what was going on.
>"Hey Anon, I see you've met Scootaloo."
"Yeah, she was just asking about how we met."
>"Was she?"
>"Yeah!"
>"It's a long story squirt.  I'll have to tell you some time.  For now though, I've got some plans with my special--"
>With that, she turned her attention to you.
>"You've got a special somepony!?  Who is it?  You gotta tell me!"
>At that, Rainbow leaned in and kissed you on the cheek.
>Scootaloo's jaw dropped.
>"No way.  You're dating an ALIEN?"
>"Yep."
>"Thats.  AWESOME.  I gotta go tell my friends!"
>And then she was gone.
>"Sorry about that, she's a little...."
"Obsessed?"
>"...yeah, kind of."
"She's cute."
>"Yeah, maybe now.  You should've seen the articles she put about me in her little school newspaper..."
"Oh?  I'd like to, actually."
>"NO!  Uuhh, no.  No, there aren't any copies left."
"But--"
>"Nevermind Scootaloo.  This picnic is for you, and me, remember?"
"Right."
>You reach down and collect the basket you'd prepared.
>You'll have to talk with Scootaloo about that paper later.
>In the meantime however, you've got a picnic with your special somepony to enjoy.

-------------------

>After the picnic, the two of you laid on the blanket and looked at the clouds.
>Something you hadn't done in quite some time.
>You couldn't even remember the last time you just looked at the clouds.
>It brought back feelings of joy.
>Wondrous joy.
>The two of you laid there for hours, enjoying doing nothing in particular.
>Eventually, the sun started going down.
>You hadn't realized how long you'd been out.
>
>Hope you didn't burn.
>
>Shit.
>
>The two of you collected your picnic belongings, and headed back home.
"Ya know Rainbow, I really enjoyed that."
>"Yeah, me too.  It's been a while since I've done something like that."
"Yeah... same here."
>With that, she flew the two of you back to her house.
>Estrus was over.
>You'd just spent a glorious afternoon with Rainbow Dash.
>No princess was trying to kill you or lock you away.
>You weren't in the damn hospital.
>
>Were things finally starting to look up?
>
>Don't think things like that.
>Fate will hear you and fuck you all up.
>
>Well, tomorrow starts you back to work.
>And actual work.
>You're going to meet Apple Jack and see what all you can help with around the farm.
>You needed the extra income, considering you spent all the money Vinyl paid you on your house.
>Which reminds you, you need to check on that project, see how far along it is.
>You also wanted to track down that Scootaloo and find out just what it was that Rainbow didn't want you reading about.
>Thats another thing to put on your list of shit to get done: learn to read pony.

-------------------

>You make it back home, and the two of you cook dinner together.
>It felt good.
>Yeah, you could get used to being with Rainbow.
>
>After the two of you finished dinner, you both headed to your respective rooms, and slept.
>
>The next morning took no time what so ever getting there, and so your day began.
>Rainbow dropped you off at the square, but she wanted to make sure something was known.
>Before she flew off to work, she kissed you.
>She wanted to make sure that everypony knew that if they messed with you, they'd have to deal with her.
>After her little display, she flew off to work.
>Ignoring the giggles of a couple mares and the approval of more than a few stallions, you made your way to Sweet Apple Acres.
>Once you traversed the huge pathway from the gate to the actual barn, you were greeted by Apple Bloom.
>"Hey there Anon!  You're just in time!  Follow me, we can get you started right now!"
"Sounds good Apple Bloom.  Where's Apple Jack?  I should probably let her know I'm here."
>"AJ?  I dunno, but I'll find her and let her know, ok?"
"Ok.  So, what you got for me to work on?"
>"Well, all the repairs from the fire are done, so that really only leaves bucking apples, or takin the apples back to the barn."
"Bucking apples?"
>"Yeah, ya know, you hit an apple tree and collect the apples."
"Can't say I've ever heard of it."
>"It's easy!  C'mon, I'll show ya!"

-------------------

>You followed the little pony out to the orchard, and she led you to a tree.
>She placed a couple of empty baskets around the tree, and turned and started kicking the tree.
>When nothing happened, she started looking nervous.
>"Uuuhh...  he he...."
>She tried again and again, but still nothing.
>She was just about to give up, when another pony came up and kicked the tree.
>
>Hard.
>
>All the apples fell out of the tree and landed into the baskets.
>
>Why did none of the apples miss the baskets?
>
>You look over to the new pony.
>This pony was big.
>And red.
>And wearing... a harness?
>
"I take it you're part of the Apple family too?"
>"Eeyup."
>"This is mah brother.  His name is Big Macintosh.  Big Mac, where's AJ?  Anon here was gunna start workin today."
>"I don't know Apple Bloom."
>"Darn it.  Where could she be?  Oh well, we'll just have to get started without her.  Anon, Big Mac will buck the apples, seein as he's real good at it, while you an me take the baskets of apples back to the barn."
"Ok, sounds like a plan.  Nice to meet you Big Mac."
>Big Mac looked you over for a second, before replying with "Eeyup."
>After that short introduction, you follow Apple Bloom's lead, and start placing empty baskets under trees with Apples in them.
>Every tree that had empty baskets under it, Big Mac would go up and kick.
>Every time, all the apples would fall straight into the baskets.
>
>This place.
>The physics, they bother you.
>
>
>Then again, you were dating a cyan pegasus.

-------------------

>You helped Apple Bloom move apples for the better half of the day.
>It wasn't hard work, it was just damn repetitive.
>And Apple Jack was still nowhere to be found.
>
>When lunch time finally rolled around, the three of you took a brake.
>An older pony called Granny Smith came out and brought some lunch.
>
>Well, she came out, took one look at you, and promptly went back inside.
>Apple Bloom brought you some lunch and apologized for Granny Smith's behavior.
>While you were eating your apples and drinking your apple juice, you and Apple Bloom talked about nothing in particular.
>
>That is, until Scootaloo showed up.
>"Hey there Scootaloo!  What're you doin here?"
>"Hey Apple Bloom!  Have I got a story for you!  It's about Rainbow Dash!"
>Scootaloo hadn't seen you when she came in, and was too excited to notice you when you turned to pay attention to her.
>"Really?  What's so excitin?"
>"Well, I was in the park the other day, and I saw the alien looking up at the clouds, right?"
>"Oh, you mean--"
>"Turns out, he was watching Rainbow Dash!  So I sat down next to him, and was watching Rainbow with him, when I found out, he was LIVING with Rainbow Dash!"
>"That's cool Scootaloo bu--"
>"And then, Rainbow Came down to talk to him, and turns out, Rainbow is dating the alien!  Isn't that weird?"
>Apple Bloom chuckled nervously and turned towards you.
>"Scootaloo, meet Anon.  He's working for mah sister to earn a little extra money."

-------------------

>Scootaloo's turn to laugh nervously.
"Hi there Scootaloo."
>"Uhhh...  ummm... PLEASE DON'T EAT ME!"
>"Wha?  Anon's not gunna eat you, are you Anon?"
>You get a laugh out of this, but restrain yourself so that you don't terrify the little ponies.
"No, I'm not going to eat you Scootaloo."
>"Phew."
"But I might tell Rainbow about what you were saying."
>Her fear returns in an instant.
>"Oh no!  Please!  Just eat me instead!  It'll be less painful!  Please don't tell Rainbow, please please please!"
"Scootaloo, I was kidding."
>"Pleas-- oh.  Wait, about the not eating me or the telling Rainbow?"
"About telling Rainbow.  I won't tell Rainbow, if you tell me about this newspaper article that she doesn't want me to know about."
>"Oh boy."
>
>Fear of your alien powers and having to deal with an angry Rainbow powering her, Scootaloo told you about the article.
>Apparently, Scootaloo, Apple Bloom, and a little unicorn named Sweetie Belle used to write for their school newspaper.
>Under some sort of strange administration, they were told to publish some rather harsh stories.
>One of them was about Rainbow's visit to a spa.
>You didn't see what the big deal was, but apparently Rainbow was a bit upset about it.
>
>You supposed you could see why.
>You wouldn't want a newspaper to publish an article about you without asking.
>Though Rainbow's reaction did seem a bit... over the top.
>
>Apparently she'd chased the three of them down with a thundercloud, zapping at them with lightning and raining on them.
>
>A little reminder as to just what Rainbow could do.

-------------------

>You finish up your lunch while Scootaloo and Apple Bloom chat away.
>Something about some sort of new card game that started in a place called Fillydelphia or something like that.
>
>"It was nice ta see ya Scootaloo, but me and Anon got some work to do.  I'll see ya later, ok?"
>"Ok, see ya later Apple Bloom!  Goodbye mister alien!"
"Bye, Scootaloo."
>She pulls a scooter out of what appeared to be nowhere, and left.
>Scootaloo rides a scoo-
>MOVING ON.
>
>
>You resumed your work of moving baskets of apples from the orchard to the barn.
>A simple, albeit redundant, task.
>But the house was going to take the majority of your income, so you needed every bit you could get.
>Besides, the company wasn't bad.
>You and Apple Bloom would chat while heading to and from the barn.
>She'd tell you about her sister mostly.
>You hadn't really met Apple Jack, in the same sense that you hadn't really met Bon Bon or Berry Punch.
>Or Lyra.
>
>You shuddered, thinking about her prodding eyes.
>What was the deal with her and your hands?
>Those eyes would haunt you for a long time.
>
>A looooooong time.
>
>
>
>A hoof was being waved in your face.
>"Anon?  Ya in there?"
"Huh?  Whazzat?"
>It was Apple Bloom.
>Apparently you'd petrified yourself with Lyra's stare.
"Oh, right.  Sorry."
>"Ya wanna talk about it?"
"No no, it's nothing to worry about."
>"You say so.  C'mon, we're almost done fer the day."
>
>About an hour later, the three of you had finished.
>Apple Jack STILL hadn't showed up.
>
>Apple Bloom told you that you'd get paid whenever AJ showed up.
>Time to wander off then.

-------------------

>You made your way back to the Square.
>What can you do to kill time?
>There was still plenty of daylight left.
>You weren't exactly rolling in money either.
>You'd managed, with the help of Vinyl, to get construction for a custom house started.
>It'd be made to suit you.
>No more crouching to get through doorways.
>No more undersized furniture.
>A full size fucking refrigerator.
>This was going to be a house for you.
>
>It was exciting.
>But, once again, you had to play the damned waiting game.
>
>Really though, you shouldn't be complaining too much.
>You were almost thrown in prison.
>For existing.
>
>Was Celestia really that much of a Tyrant?
>Why would she be so unnecessarily harsh and intrusive to Rainbow Dash?
>Was it all a ploy to get you mad so that she'd have an excuse to lock you up?
>Why?
>It doesn't make much sense.
>From what Rainbow and Twilight had told you, she didn't SEEM like a Tyrannical leader.
>
>Well, at least you have Luna on your side.
>
>More or less.
>
>You're not sure if she's protecting you because she believes what she said, or to really get at her sister.
>
>Bah.
>Doesn't matter now.
>What matters now is killing time.
>So that you could spend more time with your Dashie.
>
>Eventually you wound up sitting down at a bench.
>
>And thinking about life.
>
>More specifically, Rainbow Dash.

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>You liked her, sure.
>Ok, you liked her a lot.
>
>
>
>Sooner or later, you know she's gonna want to--
>Yup.  Figured as much.
>So what are you gonna--
>Dunno.
>What do you mean you don't know?
>
>
>You can't avoid that forever.
>Noted.
>
>Fine.  Don't think about it.  Sooner or later, you'll have to make a decision.
>
>The sun made its way lower painstakingly slowly.
>But dusk finally came.
>A few minutes later, Rainbow found you and sat down next to you.
>"Hey Anon."
>And the snuggling up to you commenced.
>You looked down at her.
>Big mistake.
>That face almost made you 'daaaaaaaaaaawwww' out loud.
>You put your arm around her.
"Hey Dashie."
>
>Yeah, things were finally looking up.
>
>For about ten seconds.
>
>There was a flash of light, and what sounded like a camera snap.
>You were slightly disoriented from the flash, but you could just barely make out a small pony running off from some bushes.
>
>This can't be good.
>"What was that?"
"It sounded like a camera."
>Dash sat upright.
>She wasn't wearing her daawww face anymore.
>No, she'd gone deadpan.
"Rainbow?  What’s the matter?"
>She was silent for a minute.
>"I have to find a place to bury some bodies."
>
"What?  Why?"
>"I can almost guarantee you that that was a certain pony working for a certain school newspaper."
"So what's the big deal?"
>"The big deal?  They're going to try and use that picture to make a laughing stock of me!"
"Do I embarrass you?"
>She gave you a confused look.
>"What?  No!"
"Then what's the big deal if a newspaper gets a photo of us together?"
>She thought for a couple seconds, before realizing how she was coming across.
>Immediately, you were violated by a death grip hug.
>"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that..."
"Don't worry about it Dash."

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>"No!  It was mean!  I was--"
>You cut her off by planting a kiss on her lips.
>It was still an odd sensation, kissing a pony.
>But it got her attention.
>You broke off the kiss, and she just stared at you.
"And that, Rainbow Dash, is what I think about the whole thing."
>"But...  bu--"
"No buts about it.  Do you like me?"
>"Of course! Bu--"
"I said no buts.  Your opinion is the one that matters to me.  Not some newspaper and certainly not another pony's."
>She smiled, and strengthened her death grip clutch hug on you.
>
>Oxygen deprivation becoming a concern to you, you stand up.
>She didn't let go.
>Well, so much for that plan.
>You manage to gasp out a suggestion to Rainbow.
"Rainbow, why don't we head on home?"
>She looks up at you.
>That damn face.
>She flies around you and grips you.
>"Sounds like a plan to me."
>With that, you're off.
>
>Yes.
>Things were looking up.
>
>The cool air of the night beginning to settle in.
>You and Rainbow relaxing on the bit of cloud that was her porch.
>Rainbow gripping you in an unyielding grip of hug.
>Yeah, it was moments like this that you'd hold on to the longest.
>
>Damn, since when did you get so mushy?
>Probably something to do with magic or some shit.
>Very descriptive.
>It's magic, I don't have to explain shit.
>True.

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>The next day came all too quickly.
>It was going to be one of those days, you could already tell.
>When you woke up, you felt like you didn't actually sleep any.
>You forgot to turn on the -hot- water in the shower.
>You even burnt your damn toast.
>
>Fuck.
>Yeah, one of those days.
>
>As you were munching away at your overly crispy breakfast creation, there was a knock at the door.
>Rainbow was running around trying to find a helmet or something, so you went and answered the door.
>It was a familiar gray mail pegasus.
"Hi there Derpy, what can I do for you?"
>"Oh Hi Anon!  Theres a new issue of Gabby Gums out, and I kind of figured Rainbow would want a copy."
>She reaches into her mail sack and fishes out a rolled up newspaper.
>How she gripped it with her hooves is beyond you.
>But you needed to stop questioning things anyway.
"Thanks Derpy, I'll make sure she gets it."
>Derpy flies off to continue her route, and head back inside, shutting the door behind you.
>"Who was that?"
"Derpy."
>"Really?  What'd she want?"
"She gave me a copy of a newspaper, said something about a 'Gabby Gums' or something."
>Rainbow stopped running around the kitchen at the mention of Gabby Gums.
>She darted over to you and snatched the newspaper out of your grasp.
>"Lemme see that."
>You follow her over to the couch, and sit down next to her.
"Well, what's it say?"
>Rainbow was turning red.
>Not the cute red either.
>"It's titled: 'Alien Love in Ponyville?'"
"Sounds innocent enough."
>"Oh yeah?  Here's some of the article: 'Not many ponies don't know about the newest addition to Ponyville, an Alien named Anon.'"

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>"Anon has taken up residence with flying wonder, Rainbow Dash.  Upon further investigation, we've found evidence that Rainbow has a romantic interest in the alien."
>"A strange pair, you might say, but is it really all..."
>Rainbow trailed off at that point.
"Rainbow?  What's wrong?"
>Rainbow wasn't red anymore.
>No, she was actually starting to tear up.
>"Do you have your things ready for today?"
"Yes, but what--"
>"Then we should get you to Ponyville."
"But--"
>Before you had a chance to argue, Rainbow had you in her grip and you were half way to Ponyville.
>She dropped you off rather violently, and when you turned around to ask her what was wrong, she was already flying away.
>She must really be upset about that article, whatever it said.
>Maybe Twilight would be able to help you out.
>You headed over to the library, but when spike answered, he said that Twilight was sick today.
>Well, darn.
>Maybe Vinyl could shed some light on this article?
>It sucks not being able to read.
>You made your way over to her auditorium, all the while getting strange reactions from ponies on the street.
>Some mares would give you rather disgusted looks, while some of the stallions would whistle at you.
>The fuck?
>You finally make it to the auditorium, and the guards let you in without so much as a second glance.
>At least they're dedicated.
>You found Vinyl in her room, lounging on her bed.
>"Hey Anon!  What brings you here?" she asked, sitting up.
"I was wondering if you could help me with something.  Can you tell me what this article says?"
>"Sure, lemme see."
>You hold up the newspaper and point to the article.
>Vinyl grips the paper with her magic, and scrunches her face up.

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>After a minute or so, you've started to grow impatient.
"Well?  What's it say?"
>"Not much, it's mostly going on about you and Rainbo--  oh."
"Oh?  Good oh or bad oh?"
>"Bad oh."
"Don't leave me guessing, what's it sa--"
>"It says that you're cheating on Rainbow."
"WHAT?"
>"With me."
>
>
>Fuck.

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