>*BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP*
>Your face contorts at the high pitched beeping sound, pulling your from your dreams.
>You see that it's daylight out and you're minus one sleeping dash.
>And why do you smell smoke?
>Then it hits you like a brick.
>Your head cranks over towards the kitchen where all of the girls are panicking.
>The beeping, is from the smoke alarm.
>Instinct takes over and you dive over the couch and into the kitchen.
>You throw open one of the cupboards and pull out some flour and pour it in the flaming, smoking, pan that someone was cooking breakfast in.
>The fire goes out and you open the window to clear out smoke.
>Tearing the batteries out of the smoke alarm, the obnoxious sound dies and you can actually hear yourself think for once this morning.
"So I take it breakfast was a success?" you say sarcastically.
>RD: "We tried to make you breakfast but.."
>She looks over to the mess on the stove.
"Yeah.. It's okay, it's the thought that count really." you smile.
>A banging on your door takes you away from your thoughts.
>"Anon?! What the hell is all the commotion! and why do I smell smoke!?"
>Ooooh shit.
>Landlord.
"Quickly girls into my room! Go! I'll take care of this." you whisper.
>You rush over to your door and crack it open.
"Just a little mishap with breakfast.. that's all."
>"It lasted for 45 minutes.."
>You really slept through that?
"Uhh everythings under control now, sir."
>The landlord quirks his brow and tries to push the door open.
>Your foot stops his advance.
"I said everything's under control.."
>"And I'm your landlord, now let me in."
>He tries to push the door again.
>You stop it with your body this time.
>"Anon.. you let me in or I call the cops."
>He's kinda got you by the balls.
>You begrudgingly move out of the way of the door.
>He stomps in like he owns the damn pl-oh wait.
>He inspects the kitchen, and thankfully there's really no damage.
>"Alright Anon, it seems like you do have it under control."
>*Achoo* a small squeaky sneeze is heard from within the apartment.
>"What was that?"
"What was what?"
>"You didn't just hear someone sneeze?"
"..No?"
>"I know you heard it, it was clear as day."
"I swear I didn't hear anything."
>"Anon you pay for one tennant.. I swear if you're hoarding someone, I want my money or they get out."
>Ohshitohshitohshit.
>He's walking over to the bedroom door!
>What do you do?!
>He opens the door and you sprint over before he sees the girls.
>You stop behind him and look in the room.
>Nothing.
>Huh..?
>He walks in and over to the closet before pulling the door over.
>Your heart is racing 20 miles per minute.
>He closes the closet door and scratches his head.
>Then he checks underneath the bed.
>Still nothing.
>"I guess I am hearing things Anon."
>He tries to clean out his ear with his pinkie.
>Ew.
"And I done with inspection mein feuer?"
>He looks at you like "What the fuck?"
>"Yeah... just clean up that mess in the kitchen."
>He proceeds outside your apartment and closes the door behind him.
>Dodged a bullet there..
>Now.. where the hell did the girls go?
>You turn around and look back into the bedroom to find them all standing there.
"What th- how?"
>PP: "Magic." She says in a flat voice with a shit eating grin on her face.
>You stand there, mouth open.
>The girls walk past you into the living room.
>Dash comes up to your and whispers in your ear.
>RD: "We just hit outside on that fire escape thingy."
>And then pats you on the shoulder before walking out of the room.
>You shrug.
>Well whatever, it worked didn't it?
>You walk over and sit on the couch and turn the TV on.
>Dash of course takes her spot by your side.
>The others just sit wherever they felt comfortable.
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>You've been sitting here for about an hour now, watching an old clint eastwood movie.
>AJ being the most interested in it.
>Twilights been asking you nonstop questions about cinematography and the wild west.
>Pinkie and Fluttershy are playing cards.
>Rarity is having miniature panic attacks over your selection of clothing you picked up the other day.
>and Dash is buried into your side.
>What an awesome Saturday.
>Kidding, you're bored as fuck.
"Say girls, why don't we do something fun today?"
>PP: "Fun?! Ooooh~ I love fun!"
>Twilight squees like a dog toy.
>TS: "Really?! Oh this is going to be such a learning experience."
>R: "I'd LOVE to see what this places taste in fashion is."
"So it's settled then."
>You go change really quick and tell the girls to do the same.
>After getting around, you, spike, and the girls head out on a fun filled day of wonder.
>First stop.
>The Mall.
>TS: "Where are we going first Anon?"
"It's a Surprise."
>PP: "I like surprises!"
"Heh, I know pinks."
>After a 15 minute drive, you finally arrive at the mall.
>All: "Woooow.."
>R: "Anon darling, what is a "Mall" anyways."
"It's a giant building filled with a lot of shopping outlets and restaurants."
>R:"J-just like the canterlot strip?!"
>Uhh..
"Can't really say, I haven't been there."
>R: "Well, it's really just as you described this place."
"Interesting.."
>Except, this isn't a fancy place with fancy ponie-er people.
>You managed find a parking spot which is surprising.
>Considering it's a Saturday and this is teen hub central.
>The eight of you enter the mall.
>The girls are astounded at the sheer size of this place.
>Can't blame them.
>You just watch and smile.
"Go have fun."
>The girls take off in different directions.
>Dash stays behind with you.
"So what do you want to do first?"
>RD: "I don't know, you're the tour guide." She says playfully.
>You know the perfect place.
>TO THE ARCADE!
>You and dash head over towards the sounds of 8-bit themed music and the clash of fists.
>RD: "We have arcades back in ponyville." She says.
"Well you haven't seen my arcade yet." you grin.
>Dash has never experience the joys of throwing hadouken's at children.
>It's time you change that.
>You enter the neon and fluorescent light filled electronic playground eager to show dash the time of her life.
>You scan the multiple machines and try to decide what you should play first.
>Then one machine stands out from the others.
>Contra, glorious 8-bit contrar.
"This way dash."
>You both head over to the machine and you deposit 2 quarters for yourself and her.
"Okay here's how it works."
>You take control of your battle station.
"This is the analog stick, up, down, left, right, ya know general directions, A is to jump and B is to fire, got all that?"
>RD: "Yep!"
>Before you start the game you put in the oldest cheat code known to mankind.
>99 lives.
"Get ready."
>The game starts up and you're already on a roll taking out every 8-bit bastard you see.
>You were too busy keeping an eye on your score you didn't know that dash was actually beating you.
>porque?
>She has you by over 500,000 points.
>You didn't pay enough attention to your virtual warrior and he died.. for the next 5 minutes.
>Dash is dominating you at this point.
>You finally reach it to the final boss with your 10 lives left.
"Hey dash how many times have you died?"
>RD: "None." she says sticking her tongue out in concentration.
>You look at her in shock, causing you to lose another 5 lives.
>Dash is raping the hell out of the red dick looking motherfucker.
>You stand there with mouth agape.
>Not even caring that you lost all your lives.
"GAME OVER! YOU WIN!"
>Dash just beat you on contra with a 15 million point lead and all on one life.
>Part of you doesn't want to live on this planet anymore.
>The one thing you thought you were good at in life.
>Crushed and scattered in the wind.
"I don't even.."
>RD: "Looks like I beat ya at your own game, Anon, do I get a prize?" She gives you a sly smile.
>This cheeky..
>You want a prize?
"Close your eyes."
>She does and giggles awaiting her gift.
"Boop"
>You boop her on the nose.
>She opens her eyes with a dissapointed look on her face.
>RD: "Really?"
>You smile and cross your arms.
"Really."
>She grabs your head and forces you into a quick kiss.
>RD: "Much better."
>She walks off into the arcade.
>You stand there blushing like an idiot.
>Meanwhile.
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>"No ma'am you can't buy candy with balloons." The store clerk says enthusiastically.
>PP: "Aww what not?"
>"Because you buy it with money."
>PP: "But I don't have any money!"
>"Not my problem."
>Pinkie pie stands there and thinks for a moment.
>A lightbulb goes off above her head.
>Literally.
>She runs out of the store in search of Anon.
>Twilight however, is sitting in the food court watching all the people go about their day.
>She has a notepad out in front of her and is jotting down various notes.
>Setting the pencil down she takes a look out into the court of the mall.
>She see's a pink blob running through crowds of people.
>TS: "Pinkie?"
---
>AJ is currently walking the strip passing by all the stores.
>None of them catching her interest.
>Save for one..
>The video store.
>AJ: "I wonder if they got any more of them eastwood movies in there.."
>She proceeds into the video store
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>Fluttershy is in the middle of the Pet store looking at all the adorable creatures she's used to seeing
>Except, they're not the critters from equestria.
>She spots a labrador puppy in one of the display cages.
>FS: "Aww you're adorable!"
>The pup stares up at shy, little tail wagging behind him.
>She looks up and see's the price for one of the dogs.
>A small sign that reads "Only $699.00!"
>FS: "Oh I don't have any money.." she pouts.
>Then a bright idea pops into her head
>FS: "Maybe anon can help!"
>And off she goes in search for you and your wallet.
>R: "Oh these just look fabulous! The stitching on these are flawless!" She says going through thousands of dresses.
>Rarity is currently doing some browsing at JCPenney.
>She's already grabbed two carts full of dresses and shoes to match.
>Bringing them to check out she plops them down on the counter.
>It's fucking mountain.
>The cash sighs and mumbles to himself.
>"After this I quit"
>About 20 minutes later he finally finishes scanning the last item.
>He rings up the total.
>"That'll be $2,386.35"
>Rarity checks her handbag and realizes she doesn't have any money.
>But realizes Anon does.
>R: "I've seem to have misplaced my bits, I'll be riiight back, good sir.."
>She leaves the store.
>The cashier just looks at the mountain of dresses.
>"Scratch that, killing myself."
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>Twilight and spike have been following around pinkie for the last half hour.
>TS: "What the heck is she up to?"
>S: "Beats me.."
>She seems to be heading to the place with the "Arcade" sign above it.
>TS: "Maybe she's looking for Anon?"
>S: "I dunno, could be."
>The both of them continue to follow pinkie around the mall.
---
>You and dash are currently walking out of the Arcade right as pinkie walks in, completely oblivious to each other.
>You decided to take dash to a sporting goods store.
>Being athletic and all, you still haven't taught her about human sports.
>Why not now right?
>You bring her to DICK'S SPORTING GOODS.
>Bringing her over to the football section you grab a soccer ball and toss it at dash.
"I think you'd like football, great sport."
>RD: "What's the objective?"
>You proceed to explain the basics of the sport to dash while browsing for more things.
---
>AJ: "Ooh I like this one."
>Applejack has spent her time looking at all the western movies ever made.
>She's even selected some fine choices to bring back to Anon's house.
>Bringing them up to the cashier he gasps and looks at applejack.
>AJ: "What y'all lookin' at partner?"
>"Great cosplay!"
>AJ: "Come again?"
>"Cosplay, you're outfit is so awesome!"
>AJ: "The heck is a cosplay?"
>The cashier screeches like a sperglord.
>"Is this the REAL applejack?"
>AJ is speechless.
>AJ: "..How did you know mah name.." she says in a cold, stern, tone.
>"Come with me I want to show your something!"
>The neckbeard rolls over the counter like a rolling pin and pulls AJ out of the store and drags her along towards the darkest place in the mall.
>Hot Topic.
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>You and Dash leave the sporting store, with a newly acquired soccer ball.
>She seems really interested in the sport.
>You promised to sit down and watch a game with her sometime.
>The both of you are walking towards the food court when you spot some fat shit pulling a girl with a stetson behind him.
>OH FUCK.
>You can practically smell the autism from here.
>RD: "Anon who's that with AJ?"
"I don't know but.."
>You look around and then down at the soccer ball.
>An idea pops into your head.
>You take dashes ball and set it in the ground and line up your shot.
>Taking a step back you punt the ball as hard as you can.
>It takes a sharp curve through the air and nails the fat shit right in the head.
>Pic related.
>AJ looks back to see you standing there waving her over.
>She runs over to you and dash, confused at what just happened.
>AJ: "Anon, that guy over there knew who I was.. how?"
>WARNING: PARADOX IMMINENT.
"I really have no idea how, Applejack."
>You throw on the best poker face you can muster.
>AJ: "He said he was takin' me to this place called "Hot Topic" what do ya'll suppose is in there?"
>Your heart drops down to your asshole.
>This could have been easily avoided.
>But there HAS to be been neckbeards in your city.
>Their fucking everywhere.
>Like a plague.
>The other girls are now running over to your group.
>R: "Oh there you are Anonymous.. I was wondering.."
>FS: "C-could I have some money to buy a puppy?"
>R: *Ehem..* "As I was saying.. Anonymous dear, I need about 2,386 bit."
>You feel your left eye twitch.
>Pinkie jumps on your back.
>PP: "Yeah can I get some money for some candy too?!"
>TS: "Oh hey Anon and Hi girls!"
>S: "Guess you were right, Twi."
>AJ pushes her way to the front of the group.
>AJ: "I still wanna check this "Hot Topic" Place.."
"Girls! Give me a moment to think here.."
>You feel as if your pockets are about to detonate a 40-ton nuclear spaghetti bomb.
>Enough to level the entire eastern seaboard.
>Looking back over at the downed beast, he's getting up and stomping his way over here spouting bad breath and curses.
>"Hey asshole! What what that for? I'll let you know I have over 300-"
>The situation is quickly going to shit at a rapid rate.
>You have 6 girls pestering you for answers, an angry sperglord coming this way.
>And everyone is watching.
>Alright, enough of this shit.
>Your mind snaps momentarily.
"AHHHHHHHH!"
>You push through the girls and straight at the neckbeard at full speed.
>You then proceed to..
>pic related
>You take him about 10 feet across the room with you.
>You stand up and fix your shirt.
>The girls just stand their, jaws on the floor.
>The manchild groans in pain.
>You kneel down close to his face.
"If I ever see you talking to those girls again, I"m going to beat you senseless and steal your shoes as a trophy, do you understand me?"
>He nods furiously.
"And if I see anymore of your cult friends around here, I'll be back with more soccer balls."
>He gulps before nodding again.
"Good."
>You get up and walk over to the rest of the girls.
>AJ: "What'd ya'll do that fer?"
"He was crazy and had to be put down."
>TS: "Crazy?"
"He's infected with a disease, I didn't want you to catch it."
>The girls squirm in fear.
>TS: "W-what kind of disease?"
"..Autism."
>You look at AJ.
"We'll go to Hot Topic after I take you girls to lunch."
>You start walking to the food court.
>She gives you a stern look before following.
>Here you are, sitting in the food court with the girls.
>You sit in silence and enjoy your fruit smoothie.
>You're really not hungry right now.
>The girls are all enjoying some nice salads, but their eyes never leave you.
>AJ:" So are ya going to tell us what that was really about?"
>You take one last sip of your smoothing and set it down calmly.
"I thought he was going to hurt you AJ." you say in a calm tone of voice.
>RD: "Anon is something the matter? You're acting strange."
"Nope, everything's fine Dash."
>You take one last sip of your smoothing and get up from your chair.
"I'll be right back, I must use the restroom."
>You walk off out of sight.
>Looking back and making sure nobody was behind you, you head off towards the most autistic store in the nation.
>That god forsaken shit hole, Hot Topic.
>You creep up in that bitch and look for every set of brony merch you can find.
>Shirts, Bags, Vinyl figurines, the works.
>You managed to pile them up in a few shopping baskets.
>Walking up the the register you notice the fedora sitting on the cashiers head.
>Son of a fuck..
>"Wow that's a lot of merch! You like my shirt?! It's 20% cooler now that we sell these!"
>You blink.
>And decided to let your body do the talking.
>Your fist finds itself buried in his face like a hatchet.
>The neckbeard goes down for the count.
>You proceed to walk behind the counter, no fucks given.
>You tear off his fucking retarded ass vinyl scratch shirt.
>and then you take his shoes for your trophy case back home.
>Collecting your baskets of merch, you then walk out to the parking garage of the mall.
>You walk behind a section of the garage where you know nobody will see you.
>Somehow you managed to get a can of gasoline at some point and begin pouring it all over the merch.
>Lighting a match, you throw it and watch as it burns up into glorious smoke and flames.
>Mission Accomplished.
>You walk back inside like nothing happened.
>Grabbing some cologne from one of the various placed vendors without anyone noticing.
>You spray it on yourself to cover up the smell of smoke and gasoline.
>Once you think you're adequately bathed, you head back to the food court.
>You look at your watch.
>That only took you 6 minutes?
>Not bad.
>You sit back down as calmly as you were before.
"Sorry about that, now where were we?"
>AJ: "We was talking about how you stampeded that there guy."
"Like I said, I thought he was going to hurt you."
>AJ: "That still don't explain why he knew mah name."
"I seriously couldn't tell you how he knew AJ, either a lucky guess or he's a mind reader."
>PP: "Like me!"
>Yes pinkie, like you.
>AJ just stares you down like one of those western movies.
>You're simply not in the mood for this shit today, so you shoot her a calm look back, unflinching.
>She tries to read through your lies but fails in the attempt.
>AJ: "We're still going to hot topic."
"Fine, let's go right now."
>You get up from your seat.
>The others just watch the two of you exchange glances.
>Their not sure what to think, or say.
>Rainbow is the most concerned of all.
>She know's something is up with anon.
>You lead the mane 6 to the place you basically just robbed.
"Go ahead, take a gander." you say calmly.
>You hear cell phone go off somewhere in the store.
>It's coming from behind the counter.
>While the girls are looking around, you go back over to the unconscious brownie and take the phone out of his pocket.
>You hit answer.
>"Dude! The mane six are REALLY here! You have to help me find them! I got tackled by some jackass that told me to stay away from him, fuck that."
>This little shit..
>You whisper into the phone.
"What did I tell you would happen if you didn't stay away from these girls."
>The voice goes quiet on the other line.
>"Y-you?!"
"I will murder each and every one of you if you try that, I've been meaning to expand my trophy case lately."
>"I'm still getting my friends and we'll find you and those girls!" he shouts.
>You hang up the phone and walk over to the girls.
"So you see anything you like?"
>R: "These fashion designs are simply HORRID, I will not waste my time even touching them."
>AJ: "Ah don't see anything either, guess that guy was full of it.."
>Phew..
"Well then, are we set to go? I think I just want to go home and watch movies for the rest of the night."
>RD: "I like the sound of that idea." she smiles.
"C'mon."
>You lead the girls out of the store and make way towards the exit where you came in.
>Making it to the door, you see a reflection in the glass.
>There's a massive group of people coming this way.
>and they're all wearing fedoras and pony merch.
>You metaphorically put a gun to your head and pull the trigger.
>Quickly you head out the door with the girls.
>Speed walking to your car, the girls are trying to keep up.
>You go to open the car door, but drop your keys.
>Fuckfuckfuck.
>Scrambling to grab them you fumble over them and use the wrong key.
"Cooome ON!"
>You find the right key and unlock the door.
"Get it." You say in a commanding tone.
>The girls are reluctant but get in anyways.
>You start the engine and peel out.
>Then the mob blocks your exit from the car.
>Thankfully you're far enough away where you can't make out what's on their shirts.
>You think this will stop you? Standing in my way?
>Fat fucking chance.
>You push down on the gas pedal.
>RD: "Anon.."
>She says concerned.
>TS: "What are you doing?!"
"Their in my way, so I'm making them move."
>Let's see if these fuckers like playing chicken.
>You hit 70 mph just as you're closing in on the wall of autists.
>They dive out of the way at the last moment as you drift around the corner and hightail it down the street.
>RD: "Okay Anon, now I KNOW something is definetly wrong.. you better start talking."
>You look at dash with guilt on your face.
>She frowns a little.
>RD: "Anon.. please tell me what's wrong."
>You try and form words but nothing comes out of your mouth.
>You want to tell them.. but you can't sum up the words to do it.
>Then you notice something in your rear view mirror
>You take a closer look.
>..Seriously?
>There's an entire convoy of prius's behind you.
>All blaring their horns.
>Do these faggots ever give up?
>You look at dash.
"I'm sorry but this is gonna really have to wait."
>You look up at the mirror again, this time the girls see what you see.
>TS: "Anon, why are there other cars chasing us?"
"They won't be for long."
>You tighten your grip on the steering wheel.
"Hang on."
>Stomping on the gas pedal you hit speeds that would get anyone pulled over in an instant.
>Hitting 90 mph you dodge various oncoming traffic in attempts to get away from the neckbeard convoy.
"These guys are the worse kind of people, I will NOT let them get their hands on you girls."
>The girls, obviously, are confused because they still have no fucking idea what's going on.
>You take a sharp left and double back where you came.
>You see the convoy pass by from the other street you're on.
>You find the nearest alleyway and park deep within it.
>You shut off the engine and get out of the car.
>Putting your hands behind your head you start walking around in circles.
>Contemplating what the fuck you're going to tell the girls.
>The girls get out and stand there with you.
>RD: "Anon, you're making me worry." she pouts.
>AJ: "Why are them people followin' us?!"
>TS: "Something just doesn't add up.."
>Your hands drop to your side and you take a deep, deep breath.
>You look at the girls, and then dash.
"I-I'm sorry." you say, trying to keep yourself from choking up.
>RD: "Sorry for what!"
"There's no easy way to say this.."
>You gulp.
"But half the world knows who you girls are."
>They all stand there for a moment and let that sink in..
>TS: "H-how is that even possible?" she says, confused
>Taking one last look at dash you lower your head in guilt.
 
>You just hope the universe doesn't implode for saying this..
"There's a television show.."
>They lean in.
"That just so happens..
>They're inching close to you, expecting an answer.
"...To have you as it's stars."
>All: "Huh?!"
"It's called My Little Pony: Friendship is magic."
>The girls are speechless.
>TS: "Okay now I know you're joking anon.. Right? haha..?"
>You remain silent and stare at your shoes.
>RD: "A-anon..? is this true?"
"...Yes."
>Dash gets angry and stomps over to you standing face to face.
>RD: "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US THIS BEFORE!"
>She's beating you on your chest with her fists..
>RD: "So we're just some sideshow act?! How long have you known about this!"
>She continues to beat on you.
>You still remain silent looking away.
>You can't look her in the eyes.. you're too scared.
>RD: "Look at me.. I said look at me!"
>She grabs you by your chin and pulls you to face her.
>RD: "Why.."
>You choke up, you never wanted this, you never wanted them to find out.
>But here you are, caught in that very trap.
>RD: "Tell me!"
>You feel yourself becoming angry.
"BECAUSE I WANTED TO PROTECT YOU." >You shout at the top of your lungs.
>Dash steps back a bit at your outburst, the girls too.
"Do you know what would have happened if I told you? There could have been a great risk in doing that."
>You pace back and forth.
"For all I know the universe could have just vanished if I told you, you could have gotten hurt or worse! and I DIDN'T WANT THAT." You snap at the girls.
>You can see dash on the verge of tears.
>Walking up to you, you grab her and pull her into a hug.
"..And because most of all, I love you dash... a-and I'm sorry.. I had to protect you girls from the truth."
>AJ steps in.
>AJ: "So those guys back there.."
"They're fans of the show.. and you."
>Applejack seems mortified at the statement and visibly shudders.
>You walk off clutching your head, on the verge of tears, not from being sad.
>But for being angry at yourself.
"I.. I had to protect you from the truth.."
>You look back at the girls.
"I'm so sorry.."
>You turn around and start walking away.
>Dash runs up and grabs your wrist.
>RD: "You're not going anywhere."
>You look down at her, anger still present on her features.
"Let go dash.."
>RD: "No!"
"I've probably just ruined the friendship we've all built over the past couple of days, I really doubt you want anything to do with me."
>You break your wrist free from her grip and continue to walk off.
>This time dash tackles you and pins you to the ground.
>RD: "What part of you're not going anywhere did you not understand?"
"I've pretty much lied to all your faces and you still want me here? WHY!?"
>Dash smacks the shit out of you.
>RD: "BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, YOU BIG IDIOT."
"W-what?"
>RD: "Yeah you lied to us, yes I'm very angry at you for hiding the truth from us, but I still love you and appreciate all you've done.."
>AJ: "Shoot if I didn't know any better I'd say we'd be completely up the creek without a paddle if it weren't for you Anon."
>TS: "You've brought us all together when we needed each other the most!"
>FS: "And we're v-very grateful for that.."
>R: "You're quite the friend Anon."
>PP: "And we'll never leave your side!"
>Okay now you're confused.
"I don't deserve your friendships.. let alone your compassion."
>RD: "Stop putting yourself down!"
"No! I feel as if I've committed the worst act a man can ever commit and it hurts me so much because.."
>RD: "Because why?"
"I-I'm afraid to lose you.."
>A single tear runs down your cheek.
>Dash gets off of you and allows you to stand up.
>She then quickly wraps her arms around you and squeezes tightly.
>You return the hug in full force.
>RD: "You're not going to get rid of me and my friends so easily, egghead." she says as tears stream down her face.
>This would be a happy moment if you didn't smell something.. odd in the air.
*sniff sniff*
>You break the hug with your dash and continue sniffing the air.
"Do.. you girls smell that?"
>They all sniff in the air.
>RD: "I don't smell anything anon."
>You walk out into the street look both ways.
>Huh.. nothing.
>You could have sworn you smelt something..
>Turning around you walk back into the alley.
>Until..
>*THWACK*
>Something hard strikes the back of your head.
>You fall down onto your knees, everything in your vision fuzzy.
>RD: "A-anon..?"
>"Hello there girls.."
>A singular neckbeard stands infront of the alleyway, 2x4 in hand.
>"It's a shame it had to come to this.. I didn't want to hurt your friend.." he say's as he kicks you in your side.
*cough* "Y-you fucking cunt."
>"C'mon boys! We have a convention to get too!"
>Neckbeards flood the alleyway and start picking up the girls one by one.
>R: "Let go of me you heathens!
>AJ: "Why I 'oughta buck you all senseless!"
>FS: "P-please stop!"
>TS: "Let go of me!"
>PP: "Anon help us!"
"GIRLS!"
>The 2x4 strikes you in your ribs.
>The air gets knock out of your chest and you keel over in pain.
>The neckbeards pile the girls into their cars and start talking off.
>RD: "ANOOON!"
"D-dash!" you reach out with your hand but she's way too far for your reach.
>The ringleader walks back over to you.
>"Like I said, I didn't want it to have to come to this.."
>He kicks you in the face and you collapse to the ground, beaten.
>"See ya later prick."
>He hops in his prius and takes off, following the convoy of cheering brownies.
>And here you lay, helpless and defeated on the ground.