Title:           Guardians of Normality 11
Author:          Whatevers
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First Edit:      Monday 9th of February 2015 05:40:32 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Thursday 12th of February 2015 11:52:13 PM CDT

>Rarity tried to make the television work with the Xbox to no avail
>"Oh dear, I am sorry Norman but give me a minute to finish. In the kitchen there are some cookies that my mother made," she hurriedly gestured towards the kitchen
>That is cute, being all prissy and emotional
>Norman walked to the kitchen and made a beeline for a cookie jar
>He took off the lid and reached in but heard some rustling bushes outside
"It's one of the girls," Norman knew it was
>There was a sliding glass door which led outside
>After checking on Rarity to make sure she was preoccupied Norman slowly opened the door and went outside to greet his would-be cockblocker
>Sure enough, Applejack was there
>"How hold on just a min-"
>Norman interrupted her by clasping his hand over her mouth
>And in true serial killer fashion quickly ran around her and jerked her arm back
>She could not move, but she tried to squirm her way out
>Norman walked her back to the front yard and pushed her through the opened side gate before shutting it behind her
>She started to yell but he dashed back to the house and closed the sliding glass door
>"Smooth," Norman affirmed
 
>"What is smooth darling?"
>Rarity strolled into the room, fluttering her eyes
>Okay, she wants the D
>Don't fuck this up Norman
"Oh uh, you're skin?" Norman rushed out
>Rarity seemed initially bemused by that response but forced a smile
>"Oh you think so?" She replied, feigning ignorance of her own beauty and rather dramatically touching her left cheek
>All in all it was a pretty cute gesture of hers
>Her left arm  was cocked so as to allow her hand to comfortably reach her cheek and her head tilted into her palm
>It gave her an affectionate look
>Maybe she was feigning ignorance to seem more appreciative of the compliment
>Or maybe it was to seem like an ingenue in order to lure him into validating her through courtship
>That was cynical
 
>"Now, I finally got the machine to work. So let's spend some time together."
>Rarity skipped out of the room
>Norman started to follow but his phone vibrated
>Another text
>He pulled the phone from his pocket
>The text was from Nolan and read, "I have apprehended the yellow one. The other is giving me trouble, she fights too much. Caling in help."
>What a great friend, doing whatever he can to help me out
>"Nooorman!" Rarity called, her voice had a tinge of annoyance
"Oh coming, I was just eating some more of your mom's delicious cookies. She's a great baker."
>Good distract her
>A brief pause but Rarity replied, "Fabulous darling, I will tell her that you said so."
>Norman decided not to delay any further and sauntered off into the living room
"You're going to tell her you had a boy over?"
>"No. I'll call you Norma. Now take a seat on the couch, that is probably the most comfortable place to see the television from. It's where my dad sits." Rarity restrained herself from laughing at both the Norma idea and the tidbit about her father.
>A little weird of her.
>Luckily for Norman, Rarity sat right beside him.
>The shirt was definitely too small, her breasts visibly stretching it despite her petite frame
>Alas for the poor girl, Norman had already devoted his focus to setting up the game and pestering her over what game mode to use
>Rarity knew nothing about video games so she settled on single player
>It was a modern military shooter of some description
 
>Nothing could ruin this for Norman
>At least until he noticed the window beside the television
>And a bound and bagged Fluttershy quivering in frightened terror just beyond the glass
>Stupid Nolan, he put her there!?
>She can be seen!
>Rarity had not noticed yet
>Norman had to make sure she never did.
>Fluttershy noticed him and pleaded for release
>Sorry Yellow, you chose your fate