Chapter 7

>You are Chrome pony
>The day has passed and night has come.
>you sit on the sofa utilising your ethereal ponynet display for master, as you would have done any other day.
>expect this time, your head is comfortably resting in master's lap while he strokes your hair.
>after all the years spent pining at Master's feet and working yourself to the bone, now finally has he given you the hug and physical contact you so desperately wanted.
>you can't think of anything more perfect, than this moment right here
>Master moves his hand away from your mane and starts to play with your ears, gently caressing them and scratching behind them.
>how can something so simple feel so good.
>you arch your head back into his chest as he plays with your mane and head,
“I love you Master.”
>He smiles back
>Master was the kind who would keep quiet rather than be the centre of attention.
>but that smile told you everything who ever wanted to know
>even if he never told you (as often as you did,) he loved and cared for you deeply.
>you snuggle back into master's lap feeling the heat from his body on the side of your face.
>with a playful flick of your ear Master gets you attention.
>”Chrome, could you please bring up a map of Ponyville?”
“Of course Master, does size/detail or ratio matter?”
>”Not really, just a plan view is fine.”
>Your Master's wish is your command, within the second you are looking for highly detailed maps for master.

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>he said it didn't mind how much detail is on the map.
>but for Master, only the best.
>the highest and most accurate map file begins to load onto the ethereal screen you project.
>it's really straining you to load this much data.
>Selfish Chrome, you just need to push yourself a bit harder. 
>your body tenses as you will your energy into loading this file faster
>you won't disappoint master with lousy low quality images.
>Your body strains under the pressure but the file loads.
>way bigger than you thought. But in such high quality.
>”Perfect Chrome.”
>he pats your head, not noticing how much effort you had to put into getting that file
>you feel Master's warm, strong hands massage your head and neck
>'Worth it.' you say to yourself knowing how much Master needed this map.
>for some reason...
“Master, if you don't mind my asking, why DID, you want a map of Ponyville?”
>he simply points at the display
>”in what direction would you say North is, Chrome?”
>you try to take a guess.
“There is town centre, an the road to Applejack's farm leads South.”
>you try to find Master's home where you live. That way it'll be easy to find your sense of direction.
>either the map is really, really old and didn't include Master's home or the map was wrong
>you think it might be the latter, several buildings are not in their right places.
>after a few seconds looking however it hits you,
“oh the image is the wrong orientation,”
>tilting your head the other way round so your head is now off Master's lap and leaning towards your body, 
>now you quickly find yourself.
>you where always good with maps, but that one threw you off slightly
>you find the road to applejack's farm and point to North
“That direction is North Master.”

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>he russles your head an stares at the map a little longer before nodding in satisfaction.
>Master clearly had a plan with this whole 'pointing north' thing, but like heck if you knew what it was.
>”Ok chrome, close down the ponynet and get off, we have stuff to do.”
>you look at Master confused. You wish you didn't have to get off Master, but what ever he says goes.
>you hop off, and your glowing eyes return to their pale blue as the screen fades
“What are we doing Master?”
>he grins.
>it's not the grin of 'I love you, i'll be with you forever.' smile he normal gives you
>this was a mischievous smile.
>”oh don't worry it'll be fine, we are going for a little walk.”
>you look out the window.
>it's pitch black outside with only the stars shining.
“This late, master?”
>he walks through into the other window and grabs his coat.
>you're already wearing yours.
>he opens the door and motions you to walk with him.
>you walk through town in the dead of night, lamps are off and Luna's moon lights up the cold sky in their place
>you want to know what he is up to. But you don't want to spoil your quiet moment with Master.
>eventually you reach the town's edge. And begin walking up a hill a little way North of Ponyville
>you feel a little tired as master stands ontop the hill waiting for you to catch up.
>he sits down.
>you can't yet see what it is he's looking at, but to be back at his side you trot a little faster.
>as you approach the hills peak, you now see why he wanted you here with him
>the view is of Canterlot in the far distance with every star visible, not blocked by the roofs and light from Ponyville.
“it's beautiful.”

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>Master doesn't say anything and instead extends an arm round your back and pulls you close into him
>you rest your head on his shoulder, and stare into Luna's night sky.
>”When I left you yesterday, this is where I came.”
>”it let me a do a lot of thinking.”
>you don't say anything.
>”while I sat her, I realised something, ever since I took you away from your friends and sister's back at the Browser store, you've been a changed filly.”
“but, I changed for the better, I changed for you...”
>”you put me ahead of yourself. Chrome. I fell in love with that adorable little filly the first day I met you.
The filly I played games with, the mare I could talk to.”
>”but now, you are so quiet, you ask for permission to do things that other browsers do naturally.”
>you feel confused.
“This, isn't what you wanted of me?”
>he pulls you into a embrace,
>”i never wanted you to change, but these last few years felt so alone, even with you by my side.”
>he takes hold of your head and tilts it down slightly.
>he kisses you on the forehead.
>”please don't change any more Chrome, I don't want to imagine losing you.”
>those familiar tears in the corner of your eyes are there again
>with your hooves you take hold of Master's hands bringing them to your face, rubbing them against your cheek
>you lean into him again, resting against his chest, feeling his heart-beat as you stare into the night letting your eyes close.
“I'm not going anywhere Master.”

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