Have Some Dash - Have Some SB

>"Anon, whatcha doin?"
"Wondering how you got into my apartment again"
>You are Anon
>just your average, everyday shitposter living in a two bedroom apartment
>And behind you was an annoying little girl who always seemed to get in your house
>"What does 'lewd' mean?"
>You sigh and put your head on your hand
>It's been a pretty rough night shift of stocking
>You sigh
"it means naughty"
>"oh.... so why were you saying something was 'naughty'"
"Because people like to post naughty stuff on the internet.... also never go on the internet without your older sister nearby"
>Fuck her older sister
>Living next to you is Sweetie belle and her whore of an older sister
>Walls are pretty solid, but jesus christ does she have powerful lungs
>"Okay"
>You go back to your thread watcher and go back to the dubs thread on /a/
>You managed to get three gets out of your twenty posts
>You're about to post one more dubs reaction image, before you hear Sweetie Belle wander off
>"Anon, why do you have a flash light with a mouth!"
>She's going through your shit again
>You don't even bat an eye anymore
>You yell back to the other room
"Ask your sister about it!"
>Fuck that bitch
>Despite all your complaints she still can't keep a goddamn eye on her little sister
>"Anon, is this katana real!?"
"Yup, but it's cursed by some norwegian guy, I'm talking to someone on craiglist about that!"
>"Anon, can I eat your McDonalds!?"
"Sure!"
>You crack a smile as you type in a reply, 'If I took off the mask, would you die'
>"Anon, what's the number for 911!?"
"nine-eleven!"
>"Okay!"
...
...
...
>"Hi miss, I'm at Anon apartment!"
"Wait, fuck."
>"No, he's just a nice guy who gave McDonalds!"
"Sweetie Belle give me back the fucking phone!"
>"Anon, what does 'fucking' mean!?"

>"Anon, where are going?"
>You walk along side Sweetie Belle through the empty, city, sidewalks
>Actually you were taking her out to eat
>You had nothing left to eat and just didn't feel like cooking and had no dishes
>So only logically choice was to take her with you
"To a food place"
>"What kind of food place"
"One of my favorite food places"
>"So what's that?"
"A restaraunt"
>"Anooon..."
>You chuckle to yourself
>It's been awhile since you've had to entertain kiddos, but you've had cousins before
"Okay okay, fine, you win."
>You pause as she leans in while she walks
>she gives a frustrated look begging you to continue
>You stop in your track turn around and look her in the eye
>Anticipation wells up in her
>You take a deep breath
>She practically on the edge of her seat
>You open your mouth very slowly
>Sweat drips from her forehead
>You wave a hand at the building to your right
"We're here"
>Sweetie Belle's face fall flat and shoulder's slump forward
>You happily open the door to the 50's diner and stroll in
>You wait in the open area between two halves of the restaurant with a floor of booths on both sides
>You see the waitress' on both sides of the diner were already taking care of a couple tables so you just walk over to the counter
>Sweetie looks around unsure, before you wave her over
>"Wait we're sitting over there"
"Yeah"
>She takes a seat at the counter with you
>"I never get to sit up here"
>You pick up two menus resting on top of the napkin holder and pass one to the runt
>You glance at the menu, only out of habit since you always get the same thing
>"Hello, welcome to Joe's Diner, you been here before"
>You look up from your menu to see a solid 8/10 lookin at you from behind the counter
>Top milf quality, can practically hear 'ara ara'
>You almost trip up and have to hesitate for a second
>Sweetie Belle speaks up though
>"Nope it's my first time"
>She says in her cute, perky, people-who-don't-know-me-are-around voice
>"How bout you, hon?"

"I'm a regular"
>"Well, how bout I get you two started with drinks"
>"Can I get a sprite?"
>"Sure, you"
>She points a pen over at you
>dat voice, dose lips, dem curves
>Luckily your eyes are well trained to keep eye casual face contact
"Dr. Pepper please"
>The drink of geniuses
>"Sure thing, I'll be right back"
>After she walks away, you release the breath you were holding and deflate a bit
>You're not sure how long your boner could've held up
>"Do you think she was pretty?"
>Just loud enough for the waitress to hear
>Don't even turn your head
"Shuddup and figure out what you want to eat"
>You grin to yourself
>Man, if only she was on the menu
>Fuck you gotta remember that one. Never know when it could be useful
"So, Sweetie Belle..."
>She looks away from her menu up at you
"Did you start it or did your sister start it"
>She gives you a fake blank look, pretending to not understand
"You usually wait until your sister's mad at you before you give me a visit"
>"uhhhh..."
>She tries to hide in her menu
>"Don't know what you're talking about, Anon, I'm just looking at the menu"
>Elbow on the counter, you lean against your fist
>Shit you got time
>"Your drinks"
>You straighten up in a second and smile over to the waitress
>She hands over your drink with smooth smile
>Fuck, she knows she's got you
>Brown hair that goes to her shoulders with a scrunchie near the end
>White apron
>Child bearing hips
>Never stood a chance
>Too bad you're not 'that' guy or else you would totally flip spaghetti to hit on her
"Thanks"
>"You two know what you want?"
>Look over to the girl hidden stealthily in her menu
"I know what I want, how bout you kiddo?"
>She peeks her head up from the menu innocently
>Waitress puts her hand over her chest
>Gotta give Sweetie props, that was fucking adorable
>"Can I get the chicken nuggers?"
>You crack a smile
>No fucking way
>You grab your menu from the table and quickly glance at the kid's dinner
>No fucking way
>intense kekking internally

>The waitress smiles, but probably doesn't get it
>It actually is in fucking black and white
>Official as fuck
>"Sure thing sweet pea. You?"
>She's lookin at you hunched back pointing her pen at you
>One arm tucked under her mammaries, giving you a full 1920x920 of oppai.jpg
>Boner is trying to breach containment
"I'll have a swiss bacon cheeseburger, with mushroom on sourdough bread"
>"How'd you like that cook"
"Medium"
>"Fries or onion rings?"
"Cheese fries please"
>You're a sucker for velveeta
>"Alrighty then, I'll get that out in just a sec"
>She leaves
>Boner please
>You take a good look at dat ass incognito
>After she's gone you deflate x2
>You look over at Sweetie who is still gopher hole peeking at you
>You can’t see her mouth, but you know smug animu face when you see one
>Before she gets the upper hand
"So about you and your sister"
>She slowly decends back behind the plastic protected paper
>After years of training you know how to do this
>You slowly reach your hand to the menu
>She slowly retracts
>You still approach
>She can't lean back any further from her stool
>You grab her shield and slowly peel it back from covering her face
>She starts melting more into her seat
>After shes laying back flat from her seat with a menu on her face
"Okay now this is just plain ridiculous"
>One swift jerk and she's become vulnerable
>Her face is of adorable, disgusted defeat
>"Uuuuuughhh"
"Cmon now, sit up straight"
>She flails her arms in the air before you grab one
>She grabs a hold of your wrist, but doesn't pull herself up
>lazy ass
>Once she up she has her hands in her lap and is kicking her feet, nervously looking away
"Cmon, out with it"
>"ummm, well, this time..."
>Fuckin called it
>"Well, Rarity had this really beautiful dress she's been working on..."
>You motion her to keep talk
"Yeaahhhh"
>"And so, I though maybe I could help her a bit"
>You played along
"Just a bit right?"
>"Yeah exactly!"

>"So, I sprinkled some gold glitter"
>She said as she grew smaller
>Fuck, you've been around enough little cousins to know what glitter can do
>That shit'll fuck you up no matter how careful you were
>You keep cool,still playing
"Only a sprinkle right"
>"Yeah! just a sprinkle"
"So how did Rarity react?"
>"I dunno"
>You quirk eyebrow still smiling
"You don't know?"
>"She should be figuring it out right now"

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>"SWEEETIE BELLE YOU GET OUT HERE THIS INSTANT!"

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>Clever girl
"So what's the plan?"
>"throw myself at the mercy of court?"
"And then?"
>"Maybe start crying?"
>God you love this kid
"Don't forget to remind her about how she doesn't spend enough time with you"
>"Oh that's good too!"
>You both take a sip of your soda in sync
>after an annoying yet satisfying, synced "ahhh". you turn back to her
"So how long has she been working on it?"
>"two months," she says nonchalantly
"Shit"
>"She nods pursing her lips
>You think over it a bit
"Tell you what"
>You point at her
"If you got the dough, I'll let you stay at my place"
>She hurriedly pats the sides of her skirt
>sticks her tongue at as she digs through one, and produces a $20 bill
>She smiles in relief handing over the bill to your outstretched hands knowing she'll be able to live through the night
>Straight from the coffers of Rarity's purse
>You put it up your nose and savor the smell of ill gotten gains
"alright, this'll get you one safe haven for 14 hours and a dinner and breakfast."
>"Sweet! Anon, you're the best"
>She hugs you
"Well, anything for the world's best Sweetie"
>Yeah, she can sneak into your apartment whether you let her or not
>You thinks she's coming through the ventilation system, but you can't be sure
>She never makes any fucking noise until she right behind you
>You've been going dry for the past six weeks and it's killing you

How did your dad ever go so long without a women or porn?
>Guess it's just that discipline of mind
>Gotta be strong... cause you're too scared to get caught
>You put your dirty money in your front pocket
"Alright but the bed time is 11:00 o clock"
>"Really, I can stay up to 11?"
>You are going to be the coolist babysitter ever
"Hell, yeah"
>"But it's a school night!"
"When does the bus come to pick you up?"
>"At five thirty"
"Shit, I'll wake you up at five"
>"You're best, Anon"
"Yeah I know... you can let go of me now"
>"Yeah, I know."
>You smile and embrace her
"Also, our food almost here"
>"What!?"
>Her stomach growled furiously and broke out of your grip
>Right on time, the waitress came over with your hot plates, waiting to be devour
>"Cheeseburger and chicken nuggets. Will there be anything else I can get for you two?"
>just one hour alone with you
>Okay that one was a little more creepy than smooth. Gotta work more on it
"Nope, we're good"
>You steal one of Sweetie Belle's fries, before you two dug into your heart attack meals
>Honestly the warm feeling in your heart, a satisfied feeling in your stomach, and the bulge in your pant returning to its slumber, you felt pretty damn good today

>It was a quick meal
>You always ate with a fast pace and Sweetie Belle tried to keep up with the champ
>Oh who are you kidding, you felt like hell now
>Your stomach's reprimanding you for eating too much too fast making you feel like shit... but in a good way
>"You both enjoyed your meal?"
>Sweetie belle's lying flat on her back, moaning like a zombie
>You chuckle a bit at her expense, before turning at your waitress
"It was perfect."
>"uuggggghhhhh"
>The waitress giggled with her hand over her mouth
>God have mercy on my dick
>"Well then, is there anything else I can get you two?"
"Nah, I think we're about done. Can I get the bill?"
>"I'll get that right to you"
>You fish out your newly acquired $20 bill and your wallet
>When you get the bill, it's $21.57
"Alright Sweetie, what 20% of 21?"
>"Why?"
"Cause I need to give a tip to the nice waitress."
>Sweetie Belle sits up from her seat and put her arms down to support her as she leans over to you
>"What's a tip?"
"Well, it's something extra you give to people who give you food at restaurants for being nice. Doesn't your sister do that?"
>"Oh, well Rarity just usually leaves a couple coupons for her dresses whenever we go to places"
>Generous. My. Ass.
>You remember her big boasts about being VERY giving for people around her
>Fuck, she never told you her last name was Goldstein
>You sigh
"Well, then your sister is a bad tipper then."
>"Is that bad?"
>How do you wanna lay it on her?
>Well, honesty is the best policy
"Yeah, it's pretty bad."
>"Oh, so you have to tip, when you go places?"
"Yup. So get to the mathing kiddo."
>"4.2"
>She said with no hesitation
>Shit mark yourself impressed
>You used to be the math wiz of the family, and you still would've slow on the draw for an easy question like that
>You fish out some bills from your wallet and that quick 20 from earlier

>Be Anon
>Time warp to your apartment
>After paying the check and leaving the tip LIKE ALL DECENT HUMANS SHOULD
>You unlock the door to your apartment and drag yourself over to the beige couch/bed in the living room
>You collapse onto the furniture and produce a will you save underneath the cushions and hold it in your arms on your chest
>You keep an eye open to see Sweetie Belle following suit with same miserable feeling hitting her hard too
>Being near bursting full, then walking two miles home is not the best experience to be had
>She swings the door close behind her and walks over to your couch and lies on you
>Your glad people don’t actually just pop random boners at crucial and cute moments like these in real life contrary to your Chinese porn comics
>”Anon, kill me” she moans her head falling on your chest
>Despite the near near throwing up feeling you have, you can still smile, since she’s around
“Then who’ll kill me?”
>”Uggghhh, Anon, you’re so selfish…”
“And who’s letting you crash here while the heat on you dies down”
>She sighs, “Youuuuu”
“That’s right”
>You watch the gentle rise and descent of the fallen little angel resting on your chest sync to your breathing
>In the silence you can actually hear her breathing too
>The orange glow of sun is slowly fading away from your apartment
>You lean your head back and rest your eyes a bit
>Sweetie is close to falling asleep
>Hmmm, despite the fatigue, you still thinking sleeping with a little girl, who’s not related to you at all in your arms is not a good idea
>You slowly slip from under Sweetie Belle and get off the couch
>First thing’s first
>You stretch a bit to wake you up a bit, before you had stifle a yawn and scratch your back
>tip toeing over to the door, you ninja your way out of your apartment and emerge into the hallway of the complex’s third story
>You walk over to the next door on the left and give a few knocks

>You waited and started stretch more, when the door opened
>Rarity stood at the doorway standing a little taller then you in a fitting, white collar shirt and a black, business skirt
>Those worked so well with her curves
>Her hair is in a messy bun, but doesn’t look too casual
>Her work glasses are halfway down her nose and the top three buttons of her shirt were undone, giving just the slightest hint of her frilly purple bra
>Her body just begged for sex
>Despite your dislike for this woman, you can’t help but take a peek at her body
>9/10 sex with the boss material
>She gave you a polite smile, “Oh why hello Anonymous.”
>You cut your stretch short and revert to your original form
“Hey, Rarity, how’s it going?”
>”Oh well, it was going pretty well, until I had a little setback, but such is the work of art”
“Yeah, I hear ya. So anyways, apparently I owed Sweetie Belle a sleepover, because of some bad bet I made a long time ago, and she wants to cash it in now.”
>At the mention of Sweetie Belle her smile becomes thin
>”Oh really, Darling. So she’s staying with you right now?”
>Gotta play my cards right or else everything’s ruined
“Nah, she just gave me call earlier and is going to crash at my place after she’s done playing with some friends”
>”Oh, well I need to see her soon so we can have a little talk together, so if you could please-“
“Best I can do is direct her over to you tomorrow. She’s got school hella early in the morning, and I don’t want to wake you up, if she gets home at 11:00”
>”11:00, that seems way too late and way past curfew.”
>You just shrug, and act defenseless
>You've been too good at handling situations like these, and it’s all going your way
“Well I don't know what to tell you for sure. She said she was ‘crusading’ with some friends, and I know her well enough to where I don't know what that means.”

>Rarity deflates and sighs, before pinching the bridge of her nose
>She looks up after a second and gives you a grateful smile
>”Well thank you for telling me now, so I don’t have to worry. You really are a sweet man”
>Automatic modesty response #1
>Shrug it off “I try my best.”
>Her eyes dip down at your body
>”Well, it seems as though your best is more than enough.”
>She’s biting her lip
>Her smile has gone predator
>Your heads sending alarms throughout your senses
>”If it’s going to take sweetie belle some time to come home, maybe you could stay for some tea?”