>>155817“Alright. I’ll take you along some time. Or you can meet me there.”
>>155819She nods, and moves past Amber to the door.
“Then I’ll see you.”
>>155820"Alright, see you then," she says curtly.
Once Veneer has left she tries to rejoin Mustard in the kitchen.
>>155821She smiles back, abs walks out the door.
Mustard is just finishing up
>>155822Amber helps him finish up.
"I spoke with your sister," she says softly.
>>155823“And?” He asks, looking over concerned
>>155824"She agreed to take me to a club sometime. I think, I don't know where exactly. But I got the impression it was someplace your ma would heavily disapprove of," she says, the last part in a concerned tone.
>>155825He looks over to her
“Yeah. I get that impression too.”
>>155827“Why do you say that?” She asks
>>155828She looks pensive and tired, betraying her shortage of sleep last night. She stares in front and only occasionally looks over to Mustard.
"She kept asking me questions about whether I was okay with what I was getting myself into. Gives me a bad feeling."
>>155829“I’ve asked you that before.” He says
>>155832"What do you... What kind of... What do you think she might have meant?" He asks, staring over at Amber, looking gravely
>>155836“You think it’s just getting drunk?” He asks
>>155837"You're asking me. But what do you think?" she asks in a concerned tone.
>>155838He is silent with a frown for a number of seconds, looking into Amber’s eyes.
“I’d rather not. I’m not sure you should go. I would expect it to be something along the lines of the Club Maurice.”
>>155839Pools of anxiety peer back at him.
"The Club Maurice wasn't that bad, it was the ponies in charge there I have an issue with. But I have to know, Mustard. I won't let you think so poorly of your sister without knowing." Gradually she steels her expression into a determined look.
>>155840“It was not bad while I was there. If anything, I liked it.”
He pauses.
“It’s what happens while you’re not there to look that’s the problem. But… thank you for being concerned about my family.”
>>155842He moves closer to Amber, and places his hoof behind her right ear, and gently scratches her. He smiles.
>>155843She smiles back, closing her eyes and enjoying the affection.
>>155844He comes a little closer, and digs his hoof under her fur, scratching her right ear, then her left, then the top of her head, and rubbing her neck under her mane.
“I appreciate it.” He says. “You really do seen to care about my family.”
>>155845She sighs in contentment as he pushes his hoof underneath her hair and fluff.
"Of course I care, they're all you got. And they just might be my family too one day…"
>>155846"D'awww!"
He moves in closer, sits down, places his left hoof in her mane, and ruffles her neck, disheveling her mane
"I'm glad you picked me" he says
>>155847She giggles.
"Not too much, your ma might see…but there ain't anypony I would rather have in this whole wide world than you, Mustard." Nevermind the fact that she hardly knows anypony else in this whole wide world.
>>155848Against Amber's advice, he moves his muzzle to her front, and quickly kisses her on the cheek. It's a much softer kiss than before, and Amber need not fear being ravished. He takes his hooves and wraps them around her in a hug. He presses his muzzle against her neck.
>>155849She wraps her own hooves around him and nuzzles his neck as well.
"I love you," she murmurs softly.
>>155850Short fur, a shorter cut mane that could probably use a wash, and skin that almost lets you feel the bone underneath - not quite though.
The two remain in this soft embrace for... not very long, before Mustard Trim quickly pulls himself off of her with an embarrassed smile.
>>155851He needs to put some meat on his bones, maybe get some grooming too. But for all his imperfections, Amber still loves him. She grins bashfully back at him.
"Thank you for being understanding."
>>155852He moves himself directly next to the cabinet, sitting down, with his forelegs placed firmly together in front of him. He has a wide, teeth-showing grin. After some seconds, he recovers, and asks
"Um, understanding what, exactly? heheh"
>>155853Amber can guess why he does that. It certainly springs up rather easily for him.
"That I need to go with your sister to straighten things out," she replies.
>>155854“Do you think she’ll really trust you enough to act normally around you?” He asks. He stands up after maybe a minute sitting down
>>155852Forgot song
https://youtu.be/IyO-vdsgq1s
>>155856“Yeah, it probably is.” He says
“When do you plan on going?”
>>155858I've assumed that the "outside of nature's laws" refers the reindeer itself, rather than to the "thing" between the guy and the reindeer. The reindeer behaves kind of anthropomorphically, and its name "Sven," is actually spoken more times in the movie than the guy's name, including the character of Olaf incorrectly believing the guy's name to be Sven... to the point that I thought Sven was the guy's name, and I still don't remember his actual name. Also, the reindeer is male, and I am doubting they wanted to imply homosexual bestiality. But at the same time, it is Disney>>155858"Okay" he says
"Uh, what do you want to do this afternoon?" He asks her, smiling
>>155859Never watched it myself because I'm a cultural contrarian, but that makes sense. I know nothing about the movie except the princess shoots icicles and the "Let it Go" song"Anything…not too arduous, and provided your ma doesn't mind," she replies with a sheepish smile of her own.
"But I do have to return earlier than usual, because I need to clean my room and I'm going to be tired," she continues, her blush deepening a bit.
>>155861“Okay…” he says, sounding deflated.
>>155863He has a small smile, his muzzle tilted slightly down, and his ears halfway down.
“I would take you to the cinema…. But I don’t know if I should spend more money…”
>>155864She pats him softly on the head.
"Aw, thanks, but you really should be saving your money. Besides, I'm worried I might fall asleep during the motion picture anyway."
>>155865The smile fades.
“So you want to go back?”
>>155867“You can stay in my room” he says, smiling
>>155869“Um…. We can talk about stuff.”
>>155871He joyfully trots past Amber, into the dining area, past Dahlia who is listening to something on the radio, and to the stairs, up to his room.
>>155872Nothing is better than being with the pony you love.
"May I sit on the bed?" she asks when she gets up there.
>>155873"Yes." He says unhesitatingly. There are two beds, one has a few clothes on it, and the other has disturbed sheets. There is a window on the wall between the beds
>>155874She sits on the disturbed bed; evidently it hadn't been made since yesterday.
"What do you want to talk about?" she asks as she glances out the window.
>>155875The window seems to look out into a small courtyard between a set of rowhouses. The sky outside is cloudy.
He looks at her, at the open door, and contemplates something. He finally says,
"Um, I don't know really. You have something you wanna talk about?"
>>155877"No....." He says, looking down. "Well, my mother has a few times. I don't know, we don't really connect like we did back in Blackwater."
>>155878"Aw…so you don't know your neighbors at all?" She realizes that she doesn't either. But considering how likely they are to be non-ponies and after the bedlam she caused last night, she's not sure she wants to.
>>155879"No, well, that's not right. There's this fat stallion who works at a paint store. There's this really young couple where the stallion is an... artist, I think? There's a unicorn mare named Candle Burn that my mother has actually had over a few times because she's in a..., in a... she has two foals and is widowed. I guess she's a friend. But aside from her, we mostly don't know our neighbors very well. Not that we have all of the time in the world to get to know them."
>>155880"They sound like nice ponies, and I understand if you haven't got time to meet them, but just saying hello doesn't take too long. Hay, we've got time right now." She hops off the bed, a glimmer in her eyes.
>>155881His eyes become wide. Very wide
“What.”
>>155883“New… ponies?” His ears go down
>>155885“No…?” He answers, unsure
>>155886"Aw, don't be shy," she says, rubbing the frog of her hoof on his cheek.
"Knowing the ponies around you is the first step to friendship, and isn't friendship important?"
>>155887“Uh… I guess?” He says, keeping his head low, abs smiling with a very toothy smile
>>155890"That couple sounds sweet, are they the same age as us? It would be fun to meet them. But anyway, what do you do for fun?"" she asks, lying down, legs up, on his bed.
>>155891“No, they’re a little older. In their 20’s. Early 20’s.”
He looks at her lying on his bed, and it gives him pause for a moment. He smiles genuinely, and gives a “heh.” He continues looking at her, and the smile goes away.
“Um…”
He looks down, and then down on the ground. Then he pulls something out next to the bed. It’s the Ferris wheel madd of steel pieces with holes. It must be about a foot and a half high, with a base and little carriages. The wheel moves a little as Mustard moves it.
“I make these.”
>>155892Amber moves over, looking at it closely.
"You made this?" she asks almost incredulously.
"That's amazing!"
>>155893“Heheh”
He takes his hoof, and uses it to nudge the top of the wheel. It spins, and the carriages likewise are free to rotate, tending to remain level with gravity. It is made of metal pieces with holes, all one color.
“In a set, yes. You can take the little pieces and make more complex things with them. Like these. This is a Ferris wheel, of course.”
>>155894"I knew you did woodworking but this…this is engineering! I'm really impressed," she declares, heaping with pride.
>>155895He has a wide smile.
“Hehehe. I don’t know about that. It’s a lot of putting pieces together carefully. But so is millwork.”
>>155896"Well, you did a swell job." She gives him a little kiss on the cheek as a reward.
>>155897"hehe" He giggles, blushes and moves his head down slightly.
"I also made this one"
He pulls another item from besides the bed. It is also made of the metal pieces. But this one is evidently a Carousel, with a metal roof with a hole in it to allow a central rotating shaft. This one too, can move on an axis. Manticore made of metal rectangles are among the riding horses.
>>155900"No no. It's a carousel. A ride at a fair or carnival. Like a ferris wheel."
He nudges it with his hoof, and it spins.
>>155902"Oooh!" A smile spreads across her face as she watches it.
"I've read about these, but I've never seen one in person. It looks like a lot of fun to ride."
>>155903“There’s some in town” he says. “Both of these sets are carnival rides.”
>>155905"Yes!" His tail is moving.
"Have... you ever been to one?"
>>155906"No, but I heard they are magical, with shows, music, rides and food galore. I've always wanted to go to one." She looks off with the fondness of one daydreaming about something never experienced.
>>155907“I’ve been to one, many years ago” he says
“You wanna go with me?”
>>155908The yellow mare is lying on her belly facing Mustard.
"There is nopony I would rather go with, even if I knew knights, wonderbolts or explorers," she answers with a warm smile.
>>155909He moves close to her, and hugs her as she lies on his bed
>>155910She hugs him back, her snout rubbing against his withers.
"Thank you, Mustard. Thank you for being the best coltfriend a filly could ever want."
>>155912"Hehehe"
He places his hooves on the bed on each side of Amber, and pushes himself up. He rubs his own snout into the fur on her back.
>>155913Is he sliding himself along her back, head to tail?She giggles softly as he gives her a snout-massage. While he's doing that she raises her nose and brushes it along his chest and belly.
>>155914Not all the way. More so just around the shoulders He moves himself closer to her, letting her nuzzle his belly and chest. He stands up on his hind legs all the way to facilitate this.
>>155915Forgot to say that Amber has been wearing a dress the whole time, and it's not backless.She continues to nuzzle him, but tilts her head so with one eye she can look down his belly, to between his legs.
>>155916Hmmm... he may not nuzzle her as aggressivelyMustard Trim has long since taken off his dress vest. Amber can see something starting to come out of its hiding hole.
Mustard Trim pulls away, and places his hooves on each side of Amber. He stands up on his forelegs, and presses into the mattress in a bouncing motion.
[1d5 = 3]
>>155917Despite their activity, Amber's ears remain pert and wary for any noises of approaching hoofsteps, as they have crossed the line of what Dahlia might consider acceptable.
"What are you doing?" she asks softly, though there is a happy and excited tone to her question.
>>155918"If it works, you'll see" He says softly, with a grin
Mustard makes the bed bounce, probably slightly bouncing Amber with it. It makes a little sound on the upswing. Mustard moves off of Amber and away from the bed, and is silent, standing there in the middle of the room for a few seconds. Then he moves to the other bed places his forehooves on it, and presses down in the same way.
[1d5 = 2]
>>155918>>155919This bed is just a little bit less noisy. He returns to the center of the room, and sizes up Amber
>>155920She looks puzzled as to what he's doing, and why he's bouncing the beds.
"What are you doing?" she asks.
>>155923He looks to her
"Trying things out" he says, standing between the beds, only a few feet from Amber