>>207457>As much as you'd like to just never see her again, that's not an option here.>But you'll be damned if you're going to make it an easy win for fucking dad.>"Well, I think we've got about another hour left down here before we'll head back!"
"Fine by me.">Today's been really good, all things considered.>"Sure you don't want to go for another swim, Flurr--?">"NO."
"More for me, then.">Off into the water you wade.>"Hey Anon," that Scootaloo calls out, wading out along with you. "Wanna race?">Race, huh?>Yep, there's the fucking competitive glint in her eye.>You'll abstain from answering for the moment, just to see what she does.>"What, afraid I'll win?" she continues, getting mighty cocky at an accelerated rate.
"At losing? Absolutely.">She recoils a little, surprised at getting the shade thrown right back at her.
"Aww, what's wrong? Lost your nerve already?">"N-no! I'm just--"
"Admiring what peak performance looks like? Well, try not to stare.">"Ohh it's on now, your majesty!"
"That has yet to be seen."…
>The door to your bedroom flies open.>Whew, what a day!>New digs for tomorrow, got your swim on, and wouldn't you know it, Twilight's night 'activity' for the day was a movie night.>Unfortunately, Starlight got to pick the movie after you and your roommate both suggested The Griffon Centipede and An Arimaspi Film as candidates.>Not your fault she's a thin-skinned pleb who can't appreciate high art.>But when she picked, oh boy was she picking to spite you.>So of course she picked Scaled, and continued her couple routine with Spike all throughout just like when they were on the water.>Twilight of course made you stay put and suffer through it, something Starlight always made sure to shoot evil little grins your way about.>At least the home theatre here was bitching, and sported a proper oil popcorn machine.>Dinner was lighter as a result but oh boy was it so much better.>Both in substance and in show.>Your cellmate opted to take over cooking the meat this time around, and unlike Starlight she wasn't afraid to sample the goods herself.>You mean, ponies never eating meat was always kind of a meme, but them disliking it is not.>Acquired taste, you think it was, and something about every horse race except mud horses being whole protein intolerant.>Most ponies being allergic to soy will never not be funny to you.>Anyway, she was super eager to show off her meat eating abilities by doling out some of her pulled pork for herself.>It shames you to say that it was fucking amazing.>Okay, new train of thought, stat.>To the shower you go, where the memory of destroying that Scootaloo in that swimming race comes back to you.>Ponies swim slower than humans, so you weren't sure where that confidence of hers was coming from.>Turns out she had this actually pretty neat trick where she buzzed her somewhat small wings such that it propelled her forward, using her legs to keep her afloat and steer.>As neat as it was, and as fast as she went at first, her endurance problems became apparent once she reached the halfway mark.>After that, you were the victor by a considerable margin.>God, you still remember her grumbling about a rematch as she left.>Heh.>She's welcome to keep trying.>Man, today's been great.>Please for the love of God say that tomorrow will be like this.>For once, can things go well for you?>Please?>Once you're out of the shower and ready for bed, you're stopped by your frowning roommate.>"Do not fuck tomorrow up for me."
"Don't fuck it up for you
? I'd prefer if tomorrow didn't fuck up at all.">"I'm serious, asshole. I haven't spent any time with them this last year."
"Lemmie guess, old friends of yours or something?">"None of your damn business."
"So that's a yes, then.">"You say that like it's some kind of big secret."
"Fair point, but then why get all snippy about it?">"Oh whatever," she snorts.
"By the way," you start, unable to believe these words are coming out of your mouth,
"Nice job on the food tonight.">Yeah, she blinks a little bit, as disbelieving as you are that you just said that.>"Uhh, thanks?"
"If only breakfast could be so fuck-up free.">"Okay, what's with you all of a sudden? Don't tell me you're actually starting to enjoy staying here?"
"Hell yes I'm enjoying it. My fucking dad's not breathing down my neck for once. I can't remember the last time that happened.">"Did you forget about the part where we're fucking locked up here?" she shoots back, her volume rising.
"I've got no control over the situation as it is. Why not enjoy what little the ride's got to offer?">"What's your fucking--? Augh, whatever!" she snorts. "Just shut up and go to sleep, and so help me Epona, if you fuck this up…!"
"Yeah yeah, you'll use your daddy issues powers against me. I'm shaking.">"Mind projecting a little less, princey-pie? You're dazzling me over here."
need to stop stealing my schtick. Now if you don't mind, listen close the sound of me hitting the sack.">And hit the sack you do.>"Oh my fucking sweet merciful Epona you're the fucking worst and I hate you!"
"Sorry, did you want me to go to sleep, or did you want to talk? Pick one and only one.">She screeches, but doesn't do anything but grumble less than flattering shit about you after that.>About the only thing you do hear from her after that is her bed creaking from being jumped on.>You meanwhile are feeling too damn good to care.>Only thing that's missing is being able to break this impromptu nofap streak.>In fact, that and the good vibes are the only things keeping you awake for longer than you'd like.>Soon enough, Anon, soon enough.>Once you're home.>Once the pony thots are gone.>Before you know it, you nod off to sleep.…