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CanterU: 19+ Friday

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Welcome to CanterU: The SAT Was Easy+ Edition!
The Story So Far: http://pastebin.com/u/Kiyo3
Yesterday with posts: http://archive.heinessen.com/mlp/thread/13868221
>Time?
>8:30.
>Class in 30 minutes.
>Damn Art History.
>Is it too late to change majors?
>No, you'll get by.
>Spike is on his computer.
"Hey Anon. Did you go on my computer yesterday?"
>What?
>Of course not...
"Really? Because it's logged onto someone elses account..."
>Must be a ghost.
>Who you gonna call, eh?
>You take a short shower and gather your things.
>There's a whole day of new, wonderful things in store for you.
>Right?
A. Lobby
B. Food
C. Lounge
D. Outside
>Maybe the lounge has something fun to do.
>You head on over and find the door already open.
>Anybody home?
>It's Applejack.
>Sweet.
"Heya Anon. Ah was just about to text ya. Breakfast?"
>Applejack + breakfast?
>Perfect start to a good day.
>Twilight is studying at the table.
>Surprise, surprise.
>Rarity is drawing on the couch.
>Unintentional seductive pose too.
>Is it wrong to think she's hot?
>In a whole, I-need-makeup sort of way?
>Maybe.
>After all, Applejack is great.
>You couldn't hurt her if you tried.
A. Twilight
B. Rarity
C. Applejack
>Nice design.
>She should make a career in it.
"Oh, Anon! I didn't hear you come in."
>10+ Stealth.
"You like the design? I'll admit, it's not some of my best work, but it will still work for the assignment."
>She sighs and twirls her hair.
"There's barely any time to yourself as a fine arts major. No time to... relax..."
>She winked at you again.
>Yikes.
>So much for character development
>How are things with her and Spike.
>She pales a bit.
>Whiter than usual, at least.
"I-I... nothing is going on with us. He's too much of a good friend to really be anything more."
>She finally decided on that issue?
"Well... more or less. It's hard when so many other... suitors... are always after me..."
>You've noticed that every now and then.
>Poor girl.
>It's hard being a slut in college, ain't it?
"Anon!"
>You jest, you jest.
"I know, but still... It's hard when there are so many. Some are nice, some are just awful, and some-"
>Are just right?
>She nods.
"I just wish I could find someone nice."
>She doesn't wink at you this time.
>Odd...
"Food's ready! Get on over here ya'll!"
>You sit next to Applejack.
"Delicious as always, darling! You simply must give me the recipe."
"Sorry Rarity. Family secret."
>It is good.
>Oh, so good.
"Hey, what time is it?"
>Almost 9:00.
>We'd better get going.
>You kiss Applejack and head off to English.
>Rainbow is waiting for you.
"Long time, no see bro. Ready to go?"
A. Goof off.
B. Rainbow
C. Leave (excuse dubs)
D. Do actual work
>How's Rainbow been?
"I've been great, bro. Been going to the gym, you know, alone..."
>Sorry about that.
>Between Applejack, midterms, and Pinkie...
"No, I totally get it. Busy with a lot of stuff."
>She pretends to thumb through her book.
"Hey, what are we going to do about Pinkie anyway?"
A. Tell her about the party
B. Make something up
>Well, for starters, there's a C.U.M. party tomorrow.
"Whoa, bro, you coming on to me?"
More cum jokes imminent
>As much as you'd like too, that's not the kind of cum you're talking about.
>Chi Up Mu is having a party tomorrow.
>In honor of their newest pledges or something.
>Rainbow almost jumps out of her chair.
"Pinkie!"
>Keep it down.
>Jesus...
"Sorry. But, like, do you think she'll be there?"
>You know it.
>That's the same sorority Pinkie has been hanging around with.
>And at this point, there's no way she'd miss a party.
>Of course, you couldn't go without some muscle to back you up.
>Rainbow punches your arm.
"You shoulda told me sooner. I'd have worked out even harder these last few days."
>Good to see she's on board.
>Class is boring as usual.
>You're American.
>English class is like remedial cooking class to an Italian grandmother.
>Finally the clock hits 9:55.
>You thought that might never end.
"Anon, gym later?"
>Maybe.
>You'll text her.
"In that case, see ya."
>Definitely.
>You start the walk over to Art History.
>Damn that class.
>Rarity is coming back from the girls hall.
"Ready for class, darling?"
>Meaning are you ready to sleep for an hour?
>Yes.
>Yes you are.
>Spike is waiting for the two of you once you get inside.
"Hey Anon."
>Pause.
"... Rarity..."
>So... this is awkward.
A. Rarity
B. Spike
>What happened between those two anyway?
"What... what do you mean, Anon?"
>You're talking about Spike and Rarity.
>Obviously something happened.
>Rarity can trust you with anything.
>After all, you trust her.
>Most of the time.
>What happened to them?
"I... Spike was... I suppose you could say it was my fault."
>She sighs and doodles in her book while Spike tries to ignore Rarity's ignorance.
"I was trying to sort through the guys after me. It really is a problem. I want a relationship, not just... sex..."
>She says it like it's forbidden or something.
>She should learn a few things.
"Are you implying you and should-"
>You have Applejack.
>'nuff said.
>She seems a little disappointed.
>Has she no shame?!
>But, for real, she should work things out with Spike.
"You didn't let me finish..."
>She flips her hair and continues to draw in her book.
>That's an awful lot of hearts for one page.
"Spike tried to... make things a little more... serious between us."
>Like, he tried forcing her?
"No, I... I rejected him..."
>Why?
>You were starting to think those two actually had a chance.
"I know... There are just too many boys, Anon. I have to find the right one."
>Sure she does.
>But the right one might be sitting next to her.
>And it may or may not be you.
>Rarity turns her attention back to the professor.
>Class ends soon after that.
>Spike and Rarity wordlessly leave the classroom.
>Awkward...
A. Spike
B. Rarity
C. Lobby
>With your poorly planned schedule, you have the rest of the day off.
>That means you have time to find out what happened between Spike and Rarity.
>At least, from your bro's point of view.
>You catch up to him at the dorm.
>Sup bro?
"Oh, hey Anon."
>Anything happening?
"Not really, no. Why?"
>Juuuust wondering.
>You follow him inside.
>Does he want to co-op some league?
"Um, sure. It's been a while, but I've still got it."
>You turn on your computer as Spike logs in.
>A few matches later, Spike starts slowing down.
>What's on his mind?
"Sorry Anon. I'm just... I'm just not really in the mood to play right now."
>Is it about Rarity?
"Yeah. How'd you know that?"
>Lucky guess.
>What happened on his side?
>Spike sighs and turns back to the game.
"I thought that maybe me and Rarity could, you know, actually be something. So I asked her, and she said that she didn't know."
>What's the problem with not knowing.
"I didn't say there was! That's just it bro. I only asked if there was a chance that maybe we could happen, and she outright said no."
>He starts tearing up a bit.
"I don't know what I did wrong. Am I really so terrible?"
>For real tears now.
It's almost like every major character in the story has cried at least once by now, right?
A. Console him
B. Leave
C. Blame him
D. back to Vidya
>Poor kid.
>You put your arm around his shoulder.
>He'll be okay.
>Things like this happen all the time.
>What he needs to realize is that women are fickle.
>This kind of thing is a part of life.
>At least it happened earlier that later on.
>He'll find the right girl sooner or later.
>And learning to deal with rejection is also a part of life.
>He'll be fine.
"What do you know? You and Applejack have no problems. Everything is perfect for you."
>Hey, that might be true.
>But stuff like this happened to you before.
>Like when you first met Fem-
"I just can't, Anon. I really loved Rarity. She's beautiful, smart, so... perfect. Why can't I have a girl like that?"
>Stuff like that isn't so simple.
>Sure, Spike may have gone the wrong way about this.
>But you can't just directly lame him like that.
>Rarity seems like the fickle kind of woman.
>Spike doesn't need any part of that.
>He needs to pick himself up, start working out, and just improving his life.
>No more vidya.
>Only gains now.
"I'll... I'll think about it."
>You should go back to the game.
>Another match is starting.
"Anon... thanks. I think i'll start trying that."
>He better.
>Playing vidya everyday isn't healthy.
A. Vidya
B. Quit and:
1. Lobby
2. Food
3. Girl's Hall
>Wait, it isn't healthy.
>You better get out of here.
"Later, Anon."
>Later, Spikey-Wikey.
>You leave him to his anguish and Leaguing.
>The lobby should be fun.
>You crash on the couch for a bit.
>No one really interesting...
>Oh, when'd they put a new doormat in the lobby.
>It's all pink and yellow...
>Oh, wait.
>It's Fluttershy.
>She's picking up her papers from the floor.
>Poor, shy girl.
>You also spot Twilight and...
>Celestia?
>You've never seen her 'round these parts.
A. Fluttershy
B. The Sun
>What're those two doing here?
"Oh, hello Anon. Not drinking the days away, I hope."
>Unfortunately.
>Yesterday was the only exception.
>Dr. D is a total bro.
"Excuse me?"
>Erm, nothing.
>She laughs.
>It's a warm laugh.
>Makes you hot all over.
>What's she doing over here anyway?
"Oh, I was going over an assignment with Twilight here. She's one of the hardest workers I've ever known."
>Twilight glows.
>How utterly prideful.
>That girl must work 8 days a week, making it a hard day's night for the rest of her free time.
>She needs to learn to relax.
"No I don't!"
>Celestia winks at you.
>A wink from Celestia.
>You can accept that.
"Anon is right, Twilight. Someone as smart as you should know how to balance work and play."
>Twilight deflates a little.
>Hey, Tia is right.
>Her pager beeps.
"Well, it's been fun, but I gotta run. The laboratory never rests."
>She starts to run off.
>Dat ass...
"Oh, and Twilight! Don't forget the project is due Sunday!"
"I won't."
>Well, now it's just you and Purple Smart, still slightly glowing from her mentor's praise.
>She should really get that checked out.
>Bio-luminescence is humans ain't natural.
>Behind you Fluttershy is organizing her papers and working on something.
>Cool.
A. Twilight
B. Fluttershy
C. Food
D. Outside
>Later Twilight.
>You have more quiet fish to fry.
>What's your favorite doormat up to?
"Oh, Hi Anon. I'm just going through this assignment. ES is hard work."
>You're sure.
>Sounds like it's pretty fun.
"It is. Learning about the environment and animals... It's all so interesting."
>Maybe your humanities major wasn't such a bad call after all.
>She knows about tomorrow night, right?
"No. What's supposed to happen tomorrow?"
>The C.U.M. party.
>Fluttershy turns red and hides herself among her papers.
"Anon! That's not... appropriate."
>Not this again...
>You meant the Chi Up Mu party.
"Isn't that the sorority Pinkie wants to get into?"
>Yep.
>The same one that is trying to ruin her life too.
>Fluttershy gasps, slightly surprised.
>You thought she knew all of this...
>No matter.
>Is she coming to the party tomorrow?
"Me? In that big, scary house with all of those people..."
>She buries herself a little more.
"I-I don't think I can..."
>Her phone buzzes, but she ignores it this time.
"I'm just not that kind of girl..."
A. Convince her
B. Drop something on the floor
C. Leave her be
>Holy Shit!
>Your books!
>* fake drop*
"Oh, Anon. Let me get those for you."
>What a nice girl.
>You swipe her phone while she's on her knees.
>Luckily she left it unlocked.
>Honestly, her phone vibrating all the time really started to pique your curiosity.
>How is it that every time she looks at the phone, she gains more confidence.
>Well, more by her standards, at least.
>You swipe through the recent notifications.
>There isn't a lot.
>Not many people want to talk to Fluttershy.
>Noted.
>But one really catches your eye.
>What's it say...
>Angel Bunny?
>What kind of app is that?
"Here you go, Anon."
>Shit.
>You through her phone back to the other side of the table.
>Unfortunately, you overshoot the distance.
"Ow!"
>Yikes...
"Why is Angel..."
>*INSERT WHISTLING*
>Wha'ts she going on about this... Angel for?
>Fluttershy turns red and goes back to her phone.
"It's... It's nothing."
A. Press her
B. Leave it be
C. Leave for
1. Dorm
2. Girls hall
3. Outside
>C'mon Fluttershy...
>It's you, Anon...
>She can trust you.
>Totally.
>She shifts uncomfortably in her chair.
"Well, ok. But only because you're a really good friend."
>You're, like, her only friend.
>But no matter.
>She unlocks her phone and slides next to you.
"It's an app my ex made for me. It's called Angel Bunny."
>A white, animated rabbit appears on her phone screen, looking slightly jilted.
>So it's like pokemon? Or Tamagotchi?
"Um, no. It's a lifestyle app. It helps keep me on time and helps me go through everything I have to do."
>That's not much of a secret.
"But, um, he made it so that it would boost my confidence whenever I was... shy..."
>Like, how?
"It can sense when I'm not being brave somehow... And then it turns on and try's to... encourage me..."
>How so?
>She doesn't seem comfortable with it...
"I-I don't want to talk about it..."
>What does it do?
"I-I'm sorry, Anon. I... I..."
>Angel Bunny turns on.
>You can see it clearly on the screen.
>The bunny is spouting insults at Fluttershy, saying how worthless she is.
>What the fuck?
>If this is any hint to how her ex was like...
>Fluttershy is tearing up now.
>It's not a turn on...
"I-I have to go, Anon. I'll see you later..."
>Wait, Fluttershy!
>She's already gone...
>Poor girl.
>That's not encouragement.
>That's bullying.
A. Girls Hall
B. Dorm
C. Outside
>The door leading outside is still swinging.
>Probably the best bet to where she is.
>You grab your stuff and run outside.
>She couldn't have gotten far.
>With all that sweater weighing her down, she should be close.
>You ask the closet person if they saw a Pink and Yellow doormat run by.
>He points you towards the forest.
>Damn.
>Of all the places.
>Why does this place always have to be the center of all the drama?
>As you run, you can make out the sounds of crying.
>Definitely Fluttershy.
>It's not even the kind of crying that you can bear to listen to.
>It's the kind that makes you feel really bad.
>The kind that makes you blame yourself.
>Isn't this your fault?
>Damn your curiosity.
>Fluttershy's sobs are getting louder.
>You pinpoint the location.
>You head on over to her.
>She's holding her knees, head buried in her lap.
>What have you done.
>Fluttershy?
"A-Anon?"
>Yeah.
>It's you.
"Anon, p-please... Just go. I-I want to be alone..."
>You can't do that.
>You'd feel really terrible.
>You sit down next to Fluttershy and put your arm around her.
>She doesn't push you away.
>Instead, she hugs you back and sobs some more.
"Why? Why does it have to be so... so hurtful?"
>Some people are like that.
>They like to exploit others' weaknesses for their own pleasure.
>Her ex was obviously like that.
"He wasn't... so bad..."
>He clearly was.
>But there is one thing.
>One thing that she should always remember.
>Proof that she is better than what that app says.
"What's t-that?"
>That despite her shyness, despite her fears...
>She was still strong enough to leave that guy.
>Fluttershy isn't weak.
>She's strong in her own way.
>Listening to that app... that's not her.
>She's better than that.
*sniff* "I-I never thought of it l-like that..."
>Of course she didn't.
>Listening to that app, that would kill anyone's self-esteem eventually.
>She just needs to know that she doesn't need to listen to it.
>And that no matter what, she'll always have friends to see her through it.
>Fluttershy hasn't stopped crying, but at least it isn't as bad as before.
"I-I... I'm sorry, Anon..."
>Sorry for what?
"For being so weak. I know you don't have to be my friend, but... thank you."
>Of course you want to be her friend.
>Fluttershy is fun... um... fun.
>Who else is hiding a dog on campus, right?
>She's one of the best friends you've made here at CU.
>And that counts for a lot.
>Fluttershy wipes away a few tears and leans into your shoulder.
"T-Thanks, Anon."
>Everything'll be fine.
>Just wait and see
Foreshadowing
End Day 19+
End Day 19+
Rarity rapport up!
Spike rapport up!
Fluttershy rapport up!
Rarity and Spike have problems.
Fluttershy needs confidence.

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Welcome to CanterU: The SAT Was Easy+ Edition!

The Story So Far: http://pastebin.com/u/Kiyo3
Yesterday with posts: http://archive.heinessen.com/mlp/thread/13868221

>Time?
>8:30.
>Class in 30 minutes.
>Damn Art History.
>Is it too late to change majors?
>No, you'll get by.
>Spike is on his computer.
"Hey Anon. Did you go on my computer yesterday?"
>What?
>Of course not...
"Really? Because it's logged onto someone elses account..."
>Must be a ghost.
>Who you gonna call, eh?
>You take a short shower and gather your things.
>There's a whole day of new, wonderful things in store for you.
>Right?

A. Lobby
B. Food
C. Lounge
D. Outside

>Maybe the lounge has something fun to do.
>You head on over and find the door already open.
>Anybody home?
>It's Applejack.
>Sweet.
"Heya Anon. Ah was just about to text ya. Breakfast?"
>Applejack + breakfast?
>Perfect start to a good day.
>Twilight is studying at the table.
>Surprise, surprise.
>Rarity is drawing on the couch.
>Unintentional seductive pose too.
>Is it wrong to think she's hot?
>In a whole, I-need-makeup sort of way?
>Maybe.
>After all, Applejack is great.
>You couldn't hurt her if you tried.

A. Twilight
B. Rarity
C. Applejack

>Nice design.
>She should make a career in it.
"Oh, Anon! I didn't hear you come in."
>10+ Stealth.
"You like the design? I'll admit, it's not some of my best work, but it will still work for the assignment."
>She sighs and twirls her hair.
"There's barely any time to yourself as a fine arts major. No time to... relax..."
>She winked at you again.
>Yikes.
>So much for character development
>How are things with her and Spike.
>She pales a bit.
>Whiter than usual, at least.
"I-I... nothing is going on with us. He's too much of a good friend to really be anything more."
>She finally decided on that issue?
"Well... more or less. It's hard when so many other... suitors... are always after me..."
>You've noticed that every now and then.
>Poor girl.
>It's hard being a slut in college, ain't it?
"Anon!"
>You jest, you jest.
"I know, but still... It's hard when there are so many. Some are nice, some are just awful, and some-"
>Are just right?
>She nods.
"I just wish I could find someone nice."
>She doesn't wink at you this time.
>Odd...
"Food's ready! Get on over here ya'll!"
>You sit next to Applejack.
"Delicious as always, darling! You simply must give me the recipe."
"Sorry Rarity. Family secret."
>It is good.
>Oh, so good.
"Hey, what time is it?"
>Almost 9:00.
>We'd better get going.
>You kiss Applejack and head off to English.
>Rainbow is waiting for you.
"Long time, no see bro. Ready to go?"

A. Goof off.
B. Rainbow
C. Leave (excuse dubs)
D. Do actual work

>How's Rainbow been?
"I've been great, bro. Been going to the gym, you know, alone..."
>Sorry about that.
>Between Applejack, midterms, and Pinkie...
"No, I totally get it. Busy with a lot of stuff."
>She pretends to thumb through her book.
"Hey, what are we going to do about Pinkie anyway?"

A. Tell her about the party
B. Make something up

>Well, for starters, there's a C.U.M. party tomorrow.
"Whoa, bro, you coming on to me?"
More cum jokes imminent
>As much as you'd like too, that's not the kind of cum you're talking about.
>Chi Up Mu is having a party tomorrow.
>In honor of their newest pledges or something.
>Rainbow almost jumps out of her chair.
"Pinkie!"
>Keep it down.
>Jesus...
"Sorry. But, like, do you think she'll be there?"
>You know it. 
>That's the same sorority Pinkie has been hanging around with.
>And at this point, there's no way she'd miss a party.
>Of course, you couldn't go without some muscle to back you up.
>Rainbow punches your arm.
"You shoulda told me sooner. I'd have worked out even harder these last few days."
>Good to see she's on board.
>Class is boring as usual.
>You're American. 
>English class is like remedial cooking class to an Italian grandmother.
>Finally the clock hits 9:55.
>You thought that might never end.
"Anon, gym later?"
>Maybe.
>You'll text her.
"In that case, see ya."
>Definitely.
>You start the walk over to Art History.
>Damn that class.
>Rarity is coming back from the girls hall.
"Ready for class, darling?"
>Meaning are you ready to sleep for an hour?
>Yes.
>Yes you are.
>Spike is waiting for the two of you once you get inside.
"Hey Anon."
>Pause.
"... Rarity..."
>So... this is awkward.

A. Rarity
B. Spike

>What happened between those two anyway?
"What... what do you mean, Anon?"
>You're talking about Spike and Rarity.
>Obviously something happened.
>Rarity can trust you with anything.
>After all, you trust her.
>Most of the time.
>What happened to them?
"I... Spike was... I suppose you could say it was my fault."
>She sighs and doodles in her book while Spike tries to ignore Rarity's ignorance.
"I was trying to sort through the guys after me. It really is a problem. I want a relationship, not just... sex..."
>She says it like it's forbidden or something.
>She should learn a few things.
"Are you implying you and should-"
>You have Applejack.
>'nuff said.
>She seems a little disappointed.
>Has she no shame?!
>But, for real, she should work things out with Spike.
"You didn't let me finish..."
>She flips her hair and continues to draw in her book.
>That's an awful lot of hearts for one page.
"Spike tried to... make things a little more... serious between us."
>Like, he tried forcing her?
"No, I... I rejected him..."
>Why?
>You were starting to think those two actually had a chance.
"I know... There are just too many boys, Anon. I have to find the right one."
>Sure she does.
>But the right one might be sitting next to her.
>And it may or may not be you.
>Rarity turns her attention back to the professor.
>Class ends soon after that.
>Spike and Rarity wordlessly leave the classroom.
>Awkward...

A. Spike
B. Rarity
C. Lobby

>With your poorly planned schedule, you have the rest of the day off.
>That means you have time to find out what happened between Spike and Rarity.
>At least, from your bro's point of view.
>You catch up to him at the dorm.
>Sup bro?
"Oh, hey Anon."
>Anything happening?
"Not really, no. Why?"
>Juuuust wondering.
>You follow him inside.
>Does he want to co-op some league?
"Um, sure. It's been a while, but I've still got it."
>You turn on your computer as Spike logs in.
>A few matches later, Spike starts slowing down.
>What's on his mind?
"Sorry Anon. I'm just... I'm just not really in the mood to play right now."
>Is it about Rarity?
"Yeah. How'd you know that?"
>Lucky guess.
>What happened on his side?
>Spike sighs and turns back to the game.
"I thought that maybe me and Rarity could, you know, actually be something. So I asked her, and she said that she didn't know."
>What's the problem with not knowing.
"I didn't say there was! That's just it bro. I only asked if there was a chance that maybe we could happen, and she outright said no."
>He starts tearing up a bit.
"I don't know what I did wrong. Am I really so terrible?"
>For real tears now.
It's almost like every major character in the story has cried at least once by now, right?

A. Console him
B. Leave
C. Blame him
D. back to Vidya

>Poor kid.
>You put your arm around his shoulder.
>He'll be okay.
>Things like this happen all the time.
>What he needs to realize is that women are fickle.
>This kind of thing is a part of life.
>At least it happened earlier that later on.
>He'll find the right girl sooner or later.
>And learning to deal with rejection is also a part of life.
>He'll be fine.
"What do you know? You and Applejack have no problems. Everything is perfect for you."
>Hey, that might be true.
>But stuff like this happened to you before.
>Like when you first met Fem-
"I just can't, Anon. I really loved Rarity. She's beautiful, smart, so... perfect. Why can't I have a girl like that?"
>Stuff like that isn't so simple.
>Sure, Spike may have gone the wrong way about this.
>But you can't just directly lame him like that.
>Rarity seems like the fickle kind of woman.
>Spike doesn't need any part of that.
>He needs to pick himself up, start working out, and just improving his life.
>No more vidya.
>Only gains now.
"I'll... I'll think about it."
>You should go back to the game.
>Another match is starting.
"Anon... thanks. I think i'll start trying that."
>He better.
>Playing vidya everyday isn't healthy.

A. Vidya
B. Quit and:
1. Lobby
2. Food
3. Girl's Hall

>Wait, it isn't healthy.
>You better get out of here.
"Later, Anon."
>Later, Spikey-Wikey.
>You leave him to his anguish and Leaguing.
>The lobby should be fun.
>You crash on the couch for a bit.
>No one really interesting...
>Oh, when'd they put a new doormat in the lobby.
>It's all pink and yellow...
>Oh, wait.
>It's Fluttershy.
>She's picking up her papers from the floor.
>Poor, shy girl.
>You also spot Twilight and... 
>Celestia?
>You've never seen her 'round these parts.

A. Fluttershy
B. The Sun

>What're those two doing here?
"Oh, hello Anon. Not drinking the days away, I hope."
>Unfortunately.
>Yesterday was the only exception.
>Dr. D is a total bro.
"Excuse me?"
>Erm, nothing.
>She laughs.
>It's a warm laugh.
>Makes you hot all over.
>What's she doing over here anyway?
"Oh, I was going over an assignment with Twilight here. She's one of the hardest workers I've ever known."
>Twilight glows.
>How utterly prideful.
>That girl must work 8 days a week, making it a hard day's night for the rest of her free time.
>She needs to learn to relax.
"No I don't!"
>Celestia winks at you.
>A wink from Celestia.
>You can accept that.
"Anon is right, Twilight. Someone as smart as you should know how to balance work and play."
>Twilight deflates a little.
>Hey, Tia is right.
>Her pager beeps.
"Well, it's been fun, but I gotta run. The laboratory never rests."
>She starts to run off.
>Dat ass...
"Oh, and Twilight! Don't forget the project is due Sunday!"
"I won't."
>Well, now it's just you and Purple Smart, still slightly glowing from her mentor's praise.
>She should really get that checked out.
>Bio-luminescence is humans ain't natural.
>Behind you Fluttershy is organizing her papers and working on something.
>Cool.

A. Twilight
B. Fluttershy
C. Food
D. Outside

>Later Twilight.
>You have more quiet fish to fry.
>What's your favorite doormat up to?
"Oh, Hi Anon. I'm just going through this assignment. ES is hard work."
>You're sure. 
>Sounds like it's pretty fun.
"It is. Learning about the environment and animals... It's all so interesting."
>Maybe your humanities major wasn't such a bad call after all.
>She knows about tomorrow night, right?
"No. What's supposed to happen tomorrow?"
>The C.U.M. party.
>Fluttershy turns red and hides herself among her papers.
"Anon! That's not... appropriate."
>Not this again...
>You meant the Chi Up Mu party.
"Isn't that the sorority Pinkie wants to get into?"
>Yep.
>The same one that is trying to ruin her life too.
>Fluttershy gasps, slightly surprised.
>You thought she knew all of this...
>No matter.
>Is she coming to the party tomorrow?
"Me? In that big, scary house with all of those people..."
>She buries herself a little more.
"I-I don't think I can..."
>Her phone buzzes, but she ignores it this time.
"I'm just not that kind of girl..."

A. Convince her
B. Drop something on the floor
C. Leave her be

>Holy Shit!
>Your books!
>* fake drop*
"Oh, Anon. Let me get those for you."
>What a nice girl.
>You swipe her phone while she's on her knees.
>Luckily she left it unlocked.
>Honestly, her phone vibrating all the time really started to pique your curiosity.
>How is it that every time she looks at the phone, she gains more confidence.
>Well, more by her standards, at least.
>You swipe through the recent notifications.
>There isn't a lot.
>Not many people want to talk to Fluttershy.
>Noted.
>But one really catches your eye.
>What's it say...
>Angel Bunny?
>What kind of app is that?
"Here you go, Anon."
>Shit.
>You through her phone back to the other side of the table.
>Unfortunately, you overshoot the distance.
"Ow!"
>Yikes...
"Why is Angel..."
>*INSERT WHISTLING*
>Wha'ts she going on about this... Angel for?
>Fluttershy turns red and goes back to her phone.
"It's... It's nothing."

A. Press her
B. Leave it be
C. Leave for
1. Dorm
2. Girls hall
3. Outside

>C'mon Fluttershy...
>It's you, Anon...
>She can trust you.
>Totally.
>She shifts uncomfortably in her chair.
"Well, ok. But only because you're a really good friend."
>You're, like, her only friend.
>But no matter.
>She unlocks her phone and slides next to you.
"It's an app my ex made for me. It's called Angel Bunny."
>A white, animated rabbit appears on her phone screen, looking slightly jilted.
>So it's like pokemon? Or Tamagotchi?
"Um, no. It's a lifestyle app. It helps keep me on time and helps me go through everything I have to do."
>That's not much of a secret.
"But, um, he made it so that it would boost my confidence whenever I was... shy..."
>Like, how?
"It can sense when I'm not being brave somehow... And then it turns on and try's to... encourage me..."
>How so?
>She doesn't seem comfortable with it...
"I-I don't want to talk about it..."
>What does it do?
"I-I'm sorry, Anon. I... I..."
>Angel Bunny turns on.
>You can see it clearly on the screen.
>The bunny is spouting insults at Fluttershy, saying how worthless she is.
>What the fuck?
>If this is any hint to how her ex was like...
>Fluttershy is tearing up now.
>It's not a turn on...
"I-I have to go, Anon. I'll see you later..."
>Wait, Fluttershy!
>She's already gone...
>Poor girl.
>That's not encouragement.
>That's bullying.

A. Girls Hall
B. Dorm
C. Outside

>The door leading outside is still swinging.
>Probably the best bet to where she is.
>You grab your stuff and run outside.
>She couldn't have gotten far.
>With all that sweater weighing her down, she should be close.
>You ask the closet person if they saw a Pink and Yellow doormat run by.
>He points you towards the forest.
>Damn.
>Of all the places.
>Why does this place always have to be the center of all the drama?
>As you run, you can make out the sounds of crying.
>Definitely Fluttershy.
>It's not even the kind of crying that you can bear to listen to.
>It's the kind that makes you feel really bad.
>The kind that makes you blame yourself.
>Isn't this your fault?
>Damn your curiosity.
>Fluttershy's sobs are getting louder.
>You pinpoint the location.
>You head on over to her.
>She's holding her knees, head buried in her lap.
>What have you done.
>Fluttershy?
"A-Anon?"
>Yeah. 
>It's you.
"Anon, p-please... Just go. I-I want to be alone..."
>You can't do that.
>You'd feel really terrible.
>You sit down next to Fluttershy and put your arm around her.
>She doesn't push you away.
>Instead, she hugs you back and sobs some more.
"Why? Why does it have to be so... so hurtful?"
>Some people are like that.
>They like to exploit others' weaknesses for their own pleasure.
>Her ex was obviously like that.
"He wasn't... so bad..."
>He clearly was.
>But there is one thing.
>One thing that she should always remember.
>Proof that she is better than what that app says.
"What's t-that?"
>That despite her shyness, despite her fears...
>She was still strong enough to leave that guy.
>Fluttershy isn't weak.
>She's strong in her own way.
>Listening to that app... that's not her.
>She's better than that.
*sniff* "I-I never thought of it l-like that..."
>Of course she didn't.
>Listening to that app, that would kill anyone's self-esteem eventually.
>She just needs to know that she doesn't need to listen to it.
>And that no matter what, she'll always have friends to see her through it.
>Fluttershy hasn't stopped crying, but at least it isn't as bad as before.
"I-I... I'm sorry, Anon..."
>Sorry for what?
"For being so weak. I know you don't have to be my friend, but... thank you."
>Of course you want to be her friend.
>Fluttershy is fun... um... fun.
>Who else is hiding a dog on campus, right?
>She's one of the best friends you've made here at CU.
>And that counts for a lot.
>Fluttershy wipes away a few tears and leans into your shoulder.
"T-Thanks, Anon."
>Everything'll be fine.
>Just wait and see

Foreshadowing

End Day 19+

End Day 19+

Rarity rapport up!
Spike rapport up!
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