>You always liked Pinkie but never had the guts to tell her.
>Because she was your supervisor and you were one of the kids she was supposed to look after.
>You are part of a guidance group for depression treatment and other conditions.
>Quickly got a crush on her when you were in the program.
>Just loved how happy she always was, spirit uplifting and all that.
>Something about her constant jumping for joy got you thinking about her most fo the day.
>Always had a positive solution to everything no matter what.
>You'd love to see life through her eyes, and just as much, you'd love to see your life with her in it a lot more.
>Loved being around her, felt less sad around her.
>You grew into a teenager and grew attached to Pinkie Pie.
>Got so used to her neverending spirit and charisma she had.
>Started to feel funny around her, but she thought it was all cute.
>You looked forward to see her waving to you in her sweater and shorts every day.
>Sometimes she'd take you places, sometimes she'd hold your hand.
>That would be weird for normal people, but it was okay with the position you and Pinkie were in.
>That just made it feel more special to you.
>Merely feeling her hand holding yours made your insides tingle. Her joyful voice made you smile.
>Even the cloudiest of days felt like clear skies when Pinkie Pie was around.
>And you became so happy that you didn't need to be in the program anymore.
>Now you grew up more, and you're a grown man with a little bit of your condition left.
>Gotten lonely after not seeing Pinkie anymore and you can't go back into the program because it's for kids and teens.
>But Pinkie Pie is still there.
>Supervising new groups of kids.
>You still have feelings for her, and you still don't have the social skills to really express them correctly to her.
>And both you and her are adults now.
>All you have to do is go up to her and talk to her.
>She's free this lunch, maybe you should talk to her now.
>Awkwardly walk up to her and don't say anything.
>She's facing the other way, not noticing you.
>Wave to get her attention... when she's facing away from you.
>You're not used to this.
>She doesn't respond, of course.
"H...hi..."
>Say it louder.
"HI!"
>She jumps a little.
>"Oh! Oh my goodness. You scared the dickens out of me!" She gasps.
"Sorry!"
>"Oh, it's okay." She says before recognizing you and calling you by your name. "Oh hey! I haven't seen you in forever!"
"Y-yeah... hey..." What do you say now?
>"What's up?"
"I... I missed you." You reply.
>"Awwww, I missed you too!" She responds while opening her arms for a hug.
>You feel tingling down your spine as you hug her, feeling her push up against your chest.
>Is... this the first time you actually hugged her?
>This is making you feel extremely weird.
>"I'm sooooo glad I got to see you again." Pinkie tells you. "How's life been?"
>You don't really remember hat you said next but it must have been something standard like something you made up about your life so you had something to answer with.
>Pinkie talks a little bit more with you.
>You blubber on about how much you miss her.
>Everything's going great, thought it's probably apparent to her that you're still just as socially awkward as before.
>She helped you out of your depression but not your overall sperginess.
>Really always saw herself as your mentor or guardian or something.
>You're in La-La land as Pinkie continues to talk to you.
>Wow, she's incredibly happy to see you and...
>Her eyes grow wide as she feels your hand slip under the bottom of her sweater.
"Wanna have sex?" You didn't even notice what you were doing until it was too late.
>Deathly silence.
>You can't tell if her face is more pale or more blushed.
>She hold still as a statue as your hands briefly move to her belly.
>This is only over the course of like half a second, but it feels super drawn out.
>You can't immediately pull away; her belly is so fucking soft.
>Get a slight hint of her bellybutton from your fingers before you pull away and wait for god's wrath to strike you down forever.
>She was too stricken with shock to do anything in response at first.
>Just stood there and felt your hand invade her top for half a second.
>"Uh..."
>You feel like you'll throw up instead of getting a single word out if you try to apologize.
>Maybe it will help that she already knew that you were extremely awkward.
>She can see the look of your face, right?
>It shouldn't be hard to tell that you immediately regret what you just did.
>Maybe she can tell that you didn't realize it.
"Sssss..." You start to hiss like a snake, trying to say the word sorry. "sssssss"
>She listens to you hiss at her after physically molesting her belly.
>"Um... are you..."
"SSsssssssssSSSSSS~"
>"I-"
>Without warning, your stomach convulses, and warm puke races up your throat then propels out of your mouth, closely missing Pinkie.
>She steps back in horror.
>Like spaghetti slapping against a concrete surface, splatting sounds destroy her appetite.
>You don't even remember running away.
>But you must have.
>You're suddenly sitting on the side of your bed with disgusting vomit smears on your shirt that you tried to wash off.
>Sitting there farting onto your bedsheets, tears rolling down your cheeks as you wheeze in horror at yourself.
~
>Did you even sleep last night?
>All's a blur now.
>Don't wanna find out if the vomit is still there.
>Walk clear of that area where the rec center is as you go to the grocery store in 20 extra minutes.
>See Pinkie at the entrance.
>Notices you before you can leave and waves for you to come over and talk.
>Your brain bullies you as you walk over.
>Don't puke again.
>Fuckin ret-
>"Can we talk?"
>Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck.
>"Is everything okay?"
"I'm sorry."
>"Heyyyy, hey..." She starts talking like you were in the program again.
>Shit, well that says a lot.
>"There's nothing to be afraid of. I'm not mad at you."
>She's approaching you slowly.
>"It's okay, I know you like this."
>Starts talking to you like you're a kid, when you're a grown man.
>You're not sure how to feel about this.
"I-I'm sorry I couldn't help it."
>"Hey, I'm just happy to see you again." She says, still reluctant to hug you.
>You know why.
>What she basically says next is something like "let's take a step back and ask eachother how we've been" and something else like that.
>Like it's some sort of second chance, but you could use one.
"Why'd you still wanna talk to me?" You finally ask.
>"Why not? I wanted to find you and address this so I know we're on the same page."
>She keeps her voice cheery.
>"Listen, it's okay. You're not in trouble, I promise."
"Did... anyone see?"
>You can't think to ask anything else.
>Pinkie pauses.
>Dammit Anon now you've done it.
>"No. No one noticed it was you. A janitor did clean the place up afterward but no one knows it's you."
>She has to be lying.
>There's no way that's true.
"W-well, I'm sorry. Like, really really sorry."
>"Apology accepted, Anon." Pinkie pulls out a pamphlet from her pocket.
"What's that?"
>"I was thinking yesterday, since I should probably approach this somehow..."
"Is that..."
>It looks like the pamphlet to the program you were in when you were a kid.
>When Pinkie gave you guidance.
>"I understand that you might still have some, difficulty with things" Pinkie explains. "So I was wondering..."
"Isn't the program for kids though?"
>"Of course." She starts sounding happier again. "But that doesn't mean we can't hang out some more and be buddies again!"
>God this is embarrassing.
>You really don't think she should be the one to do this.
>And have it be some ugly guy instead who you won't daydream about-
>"I know you probably don't feel your best right now, Anon. But I can still help you. I know it's a little weird, but hey, we've gotten through this when you were younger."
>This is happening so fast, and you didn't expect her to forgive you.
>"You don't have to. But since we already know eachother, and it would nip things in the bud, I can always come back if you need me."
"Do I need my mom to sign me up this time?"
>She giggles.
>"No, silly. You're grown now. Think of it as a voluntary thing. Only if you want to."
>It would be more convenient since you've been in the program under her before.
>But awkward because of what happened yesterday.
>Is this even real life?
>Pinkie reaches her hand out to you.
>You're not sure if you want to do this but you take it.
>She smiles at you and hands you the pamphlet.
>You're pretty much said yes now.
>"Don't worry you don't need to sign up."
"What do I need to do?" You ask.
>"You still have my number, right?"
"Yeah."
>"Just give me a call when you're ready."
"So what's the pamphlet for?"
>"So you know when I'm available."
>She points to her schedule on there.
"Oh I get it."
>"Yeah you can see my name right there."
"Okay."
>"Alright?"
"Yup."
>"Okey dokie!"
>She bounces on her heels and giggles.
>You still blush in embarrassment from everything.
>She notices.
>"Heyyy, don't sweat it, nonny!"
>It would be fine if you were like 11 and she called you that.
>But you're a man.
>A grown man.
>It feels almost insulting though that's probably not what Pinkie intends.
>You know you're probably getting into a risky situation, but you really like Pinkie so you can't really say no easily.
>A part of you believes that she might really be interested and just doesn't want you to be an autist about it.
>As she walks away, this is what you're thinking.
"Aw fuck." You say to yourself.
 
>Back home.
>Pinkie's number is on the pamphlet too.
>So is that title that says this is a program for kids.
>This feels REALLY questionable.
>You know you're not the best looking guy.
>Creepy too for obvious reasons.
>And even after all that, she's still giving you a chance to be around her more.
>No sane person would do this no matter how attached they are to you.
>She's either been crazy the whole time or actually finds you attractive.
>Even though you've known her since you were a kid, you'd guess she was crazy before considering the possibility of someone finding you attractive.
>Though...
>Shit, does she really find you attractive?
>It's the only thing that actually makes the most sense.
>She's not crazy, she's hyper but not crazy.
>Wednesday.
>One of Pinkie's free days from the program with kids.
>You give her a call and tell her you'd like to meet up.
>It's like an abstract way of having a girlfriend.
>Of course your autistic ass thinks about it that way.
>She accepts and says to meet at the park in an hour.
>You fumble out of bed and get ready.
>Hop in the shower, get dressed and try to look as nice as you can.
>This isn't a date dumbass.
>Is it?
>
>"Hi Nonny!" Says Pinkie.
"Hey."
>You were waiting there on the bench like Forrest Gump when she showed up.
>She noticed you immediately.
>You're sticking out like a sort thumb.
>"So how you doing?"
"I'm a little nervous."
>"Aw that's okay. We'll just hang out and spend time together like we did before."
>You remember times you played with a ball in this park with Pinkie.
>Yeah, when you were a KID.
>Now look at you.
>All grown up, scraggly and out of shape.
>Honestly you shouldn't be seen with Pinkie.
>"What do you want to do first, Nonny?"
"I, uh..."
Don't say play ball, don't say play ball.
"Play with..."
>Don't say play with your balls, don't say play with your balls.
>How the fuck did that even happen?
"The ducks?"
>"Ooh! Nice one. We can go feed the ducks."
>You already regret this.
>This is just sad.
>You go with Pinkie over to the pond.
>Here you are, not even a day later and you're sitting beside Pinkie Pie next to the water.
>Throwing bread at these annoying little shits in the water.
>God they're loud.
>Look over at Pinkie.
>She's so pretty.
>You think about asking her if she- no.
>No that didn't go well last time and it would be the stupidest thing in the world if you did it now.
"So weathers nice today."
>"Yeah! I love it when theres still clouds in the sky! Feels lonely with no clouds."
>Wut
>You and Pinkie are buddies again.
>But you hate it.
>Make no mistake, you love Pinkie, but it's the way you started hanging out again just feels wrong.
>It's so uncomfortable that you want to jump out of your skin.
>You're not a retarded adult.
>This is fucking stupid.
>But you can't leave Pinkie, she's so nice to you.
>Over the following month you have these unnatural feeling meet ups, sometimes with pinkies friends.
>Oh god you hate being seen by her friends.
>There's one time when you went to her house.
>You were sitting on the couch watching kids cartoons.
>You didn't care if Pinkie knew you liked this because your awkwardness threshold with her is as loose as a trap's asshole after a year in prison.
>But then Rainbow Dash came over.
>Completely by surprise, you were just minding your own business.
>Sees you on the couch with cartoon song and shit playing on the tv.
>Sees your sorry ass sat on the couch hunched over and watching like some special ed kid.
>You don't need to guess what she was thinking.
>Rainbow Dash waved at you with a weirded out face and backed up a little.
>Why can't you change?
>Her face still haunts you to this day.
>"Hi Nonny!" Says Pinkie Pie again.
"Hey, Pinkie."
>You've been planning to cancel recently.
>You just can't keep going like this.
>It's too embarrassing, it's not even a little fun and you only do anything with Pinkie so you can check her out.
>And have a girl actually talking to you.
>But this is sad.
>You've been trying to think of a way to tell her that you don't want to hang out anymore.
>But shit, how's that gonna sound?
>She's smiling at you right now, even after you touched her in that way.
>This girl has to legitimately care about you to want to put up with your sperg shit.
"Pinkie, I-"
>"Yeah?"
>You can't say it.
>She's so happy to see you, and you're happy to have someone near you to talk to, especially a girl.
>You wonder if she's feeling as tortured from this strange relationship as you are.
"I was, uh," You stop and go silent.
>She can tell anxious you are.
>"Nonny, it's okay. What do you wanna say?"
>You swallow a lump in your throat.
>Feeling like you might puke again.
>Shit, we can't have that happen again.
"Do your... friends think I'm cool?"
>Well that's not as bad as you were expecting.
>"Of course they do, silly! Why you ask?"
"I don't know, it just that I was wondering if we could all hang out together."
>NONONO FUCK don't say that!
>But it's too late, Pinkies eyes sparkle and she hops up and down.
>"That's a great idea!" She gasps. "We can throw a party together!"
>It's too late to object, you nailed your coffin shut.
>Just stand there with an obviously fake smile.
>But Pinkie is not even paying attention.
>"I'll have all my friends come over! And we can all play games and watch movies!" Pinkie goes on and on. "Well, heh, even though I do this every other week, but you can join us!"
"Well I"
>"Can the party be at your place?" Asks Pinkie. "I don't think I've been inside of your place before."
>She's jumping ahead too fast for you to catch up.
>All you can do is nod and agree.
>"Or we can have it at my place if that's good."
"Yes!" You blurt, slightly saved.
>You hope they never find out the horrors of what your place looks like.
>"This is... gonna... be.... SPECTACULAR!"
>You envy the days you just were alone and didn't have any social events to go to.
>Now you feel worse than you ever did.
>Just imagine all her friends at the party.
>A bunch of Rainbow Dashes grimacing at you like you just groped Pinkie in front of them.
>Maybe you actually would have done that.
>"You're so sweet! C'mere!" Pinkie spreads her arms out and hugs you.
>Oh god no.
>You feel her tits right up against you for that brief couple of seconds.
>You don't even say anything by the time Pinkie zooms away to plan the party.
>Sit down on the same nearby park bench hiding your boner.
>You're not ready to face this.
>But now you might have to.
>Should you go or bail?
>Day of the party.
>You're regretting this decision.
>But you swallow your pride and think about all of the times Pinkie did something for you.
>You can't just leave her hanging.
>Because you were too scared that you were going to freak out again.
>Shower like two or three times.
>Dress up in the coolest clothes you got.
>Look at yourself in the mirror and see anything but a party goer.
>You're not gonna fit in.
>But you also know Pinkie's not going to care.
>And she'll stick up for you in front of her friends.
>Just remember the shitty meme and be yourself.
>No really, just actually be yourself.
>This should work with a bunch of normal girls right?
>Oh god why does it feel like this is happening so fast?
>"Hey Nonny!"
>Pinkie Pie is wearing a different T shirt than her program one.
>"You ready?"
"Yeah." You say.
>You get in her car and she drives you.
>This is probably fine since friends do this all the time.
>You don't remember if you saw Pinkie's house before or not.
>It's pretty big, and on the outskirts of town.
>You would expect Applejack's house to look more like this than Pinkie's.
>You park in front of the house with a bunch of other cars.
>Breathe deeply before getting out.
>God you stick out like a sore thumb.
>Why did you agree to doing this?
>At least no one's looking at you, which is what you first felt like shit about.
>Pinkie takes you to her front door and introduces you to her friends there.
>"Hi girls! Guess what? Anon's here!" Says Pinkie.
>You wave.
>"Nonny, you remember my friends right?"
"Yeah..."
>"There's Twilight, there's Sunset, Rarity, Applejack, Fluttershy's inside, Rainbow Dash is on her way over!"
>Oh no.
>You remember Rainbow Dash.
"Hi, all. Glad to be here."
>"Howdy Anon!" Says Applejack, reaching her hand to you.
>You shake her hand.
"Hurk!"
>She's got a strong grip.
>You almost got your fingers broken she grabbed them so hard.
"Great to see you here." You go on to shake everyone else's hands.
>"It is nice to see you here too, Anon." Rarity smiles.
>"Come on, let's all go inside and have some fruit punch." Says Pinkie as she steps inside.
>Can this be over already?
>Your hand hurts and your feet are tired.
>What happens next is just what you'd expect.
>You sit down on a nearby couch to read a magazine or something.
>You find a book full of articles about literally rocks.
>Just that.
>Rocks.
>Huh that's odd.
>You read it anyway so you won't have to talk to anyone.
>You would text if you had anyone to text with.
>And it would get obvious that you're staring at a blank screen after a while of Pinkie's friends walking by.
>You sit and look at the pictures of rocks.
>Damn these are some nice looking rocks.
>Why would Pinkie read something like this though?
>Does someone else in her family read this?
>"H-hey, Anon."
>Look up from the rock book.
>It's Fluttershy, you recognize her.
"Hi."
>She looks past you.
>You look behind yourself.
>Sunset and Applejack are nodding her on to talk to you.
>Oh, so that's how it is.
>Well ain't this some shit?
>"Would you... like some punch?" Asks Fluttershy.
"No thanks, I ate before I got here."
>You're starving.
>Awkwardly.
>"Oh, okay. That's okay." Says Fluttershy.
>She reaches to shake your hand.
"Nice to meet you, Fluttershy."
>You grab it and squeeze it hard thinking about how you'd shake Applejack's hand.
>She squeaks and makes a face.
>...Fuck.
>You can't even get yourself to ask her if she's okay after you crushed her hand in yours.
>"U-um..." Fluttershy says in a pained voice after your retard strength mashed her fucking fingers. "N-nice to... meet y-you too."
>She gets back up and you go straight back to the fucking rock book.
>You just lost your appetite.
>You'd bet yourself 20 dollars you'd puke again if you fucked something else up before tonight is over.
>Just keep reading just keep reading.
>You look at the pictures of rocks.
>See one picture of a bunch of rocks on a shoreline at the bottom of a cliff from a view from the top.
>You almost let yourself fall forward off the couch.
>Just let this end already.
>You finish looking at the last page of the book and then go back to the beginning.
>How many times looking through this whole book will it take before the party's over?
>"I see you too are fascinated by the wonders of rocks and minerals." A new and monotone voice says.
>Look up and see a gray girl with jaded purple hair.
"Oh, hello."
>You don't know how much longer you can do this.
>"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Maud. I am Pinkie's sister." She says.
"Hi Maud... I-I'm Anon."
>"The book you're holding is mine. It's one of the first books I've ever read, and I enjoyed it so much that I keep it out here on the coffee table for others to enjoy too."
"Oh that's nice."
>Why is she talking this way?
>"Indeed it is. Isn't that right, Boulder?"
>She pulls out a small rock from her pocket, she was literally talking to it.
>What.
>The FUCK.
>"Boulder says he recommends the book Identifying Different Classes of Minerals." Maud says to you.
>You stutter.
>Is she one of the other people Pinkie is "buddies" with?
>Is she the inspiration or reason why Pinkie decides to be "buddies" with people like you when they're kids?
>This is starting to connect.
>You keep on stuttering, at a loss for words.
>"I know. It's really fascinating to get into rocks for the first time. I was the same way." Maud continues in her monotone voice. "Let me go fetch the book for you. It's a great gateway book for an introduction to rocks and minerals."
>Sit there like a cow waiting to be slaughtered as Maud Pie gets the book from a nearby bookshelf.
>She sits back down next to you and immediately starts talking about rocks again.
>She opens the book.
>There are no pictures in this book.
>Maud literally starts READING THE WHOLE BOOK TO YOU.
>You don't interrupt or even say anything at all.
>You're really just shocked.
>And actually relieved that she's doing all the talking so you don't have to.
>Maybe this'll fill in the whole party time.
>This book looks like it's long enough for that.
>You hear a jeep or something outside.
>It just arrived.
>A couple of Pinkie's friends go outside.
>Once you see Rainbow Dash and a couple more jock-ish looking guys and girls get out, you know you're not gonna like this.
>Times are getting better.
>You never thought a girl like Maud would come along yet there she was.
>God, you wish you could see her again.
>You can do anything now.
>No more Rainbow Dash cringing at you.
>No more Pinkie pretending that she’s not uncomfortable around you.
>You have this girl with you right now who cares about rocks too much to see how shitty you are.
>This is perfect.
>You go to Pinkie’s house next time you get a chance to see if Maud’s around.
>Pull up in your car.
>You see Pinkie’s car in the driveway.
>The color of the car is, pink.
>Of course.
>Go up to her house’s front door and knock.
>Hear some voices inside, sounds like someone other than Pinkie or Maud.
>You wait.
>Soon, the door is unlocked and opened.
>You see a totally new girl standing there in front of you.
>She looks… angry.
>”Yeah?”
“H-hey.” You say, feeling your social retardation coming back.
>This girl looks the same age as Pinkie and Maud, or maybe younger.
>Green eyes and hair in an edgy looking haircut.
>”What do you want?” She asks.
“Is Maud home?”
>She stares at you then looks into the house.
>”Be right back.” She says before slamming the door in your face.
>Well she’s a polite one isn’t she?
>Probably another sister or cousin of Pinkie’s.
>You wait for some seconds before you hear someone stomping up some stairs.
>”Maaaaaud!” The girl who answered the door yells.
>She yells again and again.
>You are glad she wasn’t at the party.
>You soon hear Maud talking to her from within the house.
>About half a minute later, Maud opens the door.
>”Oh. Hey.” She says.
“Hi.”
>You watch Limestone stomp away in the background.
>”You want to hang out with us?” Asks Maud.
“Yeah, I-”
>You stop after you heard Maud say “us”.
>Like the other girl who answered the door is going to be in the same room as you two.
>That might be a little uncomfortable.
>”Oh hi Anon!” Pinkie suddenly comes skipping down the stairs.
“Hi Pinkie.”
>”Do you want to come to the pool with us?”
“The pool?”
>”We’re leaving to go to the pool in around fifteen minutes.” Explains Maud. “You came to hang out at a pretty inconvenient time.”
>”Or convenient time!” Says Pinkie. “Nonny can come with us!”
>”Or convenient time.” Agrees Maud.
“I’d like to come with.”
>You scratch your arm and look at the doorstep.
>”All five of us can hang out at the pool together!” Cheers Pinkie.
>Five?
“I didn’t know there were four of you.” You say.
>”Yeah! Me, Maud, Limestone and Marble!”
>You see the girl who answered the door come back into view with another new girl.
>”There’s Limestone and Marble right now!” Pinkie points to them. “I see you already met Limestone!”
“Haha, I sure have.” You say.
>Limestone grunts and makes a mean face at you.
>Pinkie smiles at her then back at you.
“So are all of you sisters?”
>”Yup!” Answers Pinkie.
“That explains why your house is so big.” You joke with a laugh.
>You are invited inside.
>You wait on the couch in their living room until everyone is ready to go.
>Not sure why all these grown young ladies all still live in the same house.
>Maybe it’s some sort of family bond thing.
>”Aaaaaaalright! Let’s go!”
>Guess you’ll leave your car parked in front of their house.
>Everyone goes into Pinkie’s car.
>”Nonny here is one of the funnest guys you’ll meet!” Pinkie says as she drives erratically. “He was just at the party we had recently and everyone love love LOVED him!”
>You shyly wave from the back seat.
>”Anon’s gonna be a blast at our pool party, and I think he’ll like swimming too. But he’s super cool overall! Tell ‘em, Maud!”
>Maud stares forward.
>”Anon seems to have taken interest in learning more about rocks and minerals. I read a couple of introductory books with him at the party.” She says.
>”Woohoo!” Pinkie Pie throws her hands into the air.
>A passing car honks its horn, and there’s some swerving.
>Pinkie puts her hands back on the steering wheel.
>”Nonny sure knows how to make books fun, right Maud?”
>”Rocks and minerals are already interesting to me.” Answers Maud. “But yes, Anon’s company was much appreciated. As it will be today.”
>Is this a movie?
>You hate to admit but you’re starting to get annoyed by Pinkie being so bubbly and restless.
>Maybe it’s only because she almost crashed the car just now.
>Yeah that’s probably it.
>This should be fine as long as you stick with Maud.
>She’s the only girl you actually get along with.
>You like Pinkie… a lot.
>Like, you really really like her.
>And you’ve known her longer too.
>But she’s too fast paced for you.
>Car makes it to the pool place.
>Pinkie gets out first, bouncing on heels.
>Her three sisters follow, then you do.
>”Who has the cooler?” Limestone asks. “I want a soda.”
>”Oh!” Pinkie exclaims, hops back to the car.
>Comes back with a big blue cooler.
>Limestone pretty much raids it as Pinkie stands there smiling.
>”You find the flavor you like?” Asks Pinkie.
>”Yeah yeah, I found it.”
>All of you enter the gate to the pool.
>You see that Maud has another book about rocks in her hand.
>Perfect.
>”Care to join?” Maud asks with an open chair next to her.
>You nod and join.
>Sit down feeling like you forgot to think about something.
>Something about when people go to the pool.
>Ah it’s probably nothing.
>You hope you won’t have to remember things from the book.
>”Hey Maud! You have any sunscreen?” Pinkie asks.
>You look over to her and your eyes go wide.
>Pinkie stands there in a two piece bikini.
>You have never seen her with such little clothing on before.
>Fuck its doing things to you already.
>”I last saw it in the car.” Says Maud.
>You look around and see Limestone in a bikini too.
>Marble is sitting in a lawn chair near the pool still fully clothed.
>This is not good.
>Maybe fine for a normal person but not you.
>You didn’t expect this, stupidly enough.
>A couple minutes later and you feel some tingling in your pants.
>The pool chair you’re on is already reclined and you’re half leaning back.
>Pinkie walks by and you have to cover yourself up.
>Maybe it’s a good thing you didn’t think to bring pool clothes.
>Focus on the book Maud is holding.
>Just do what you did at the party, ignore everything else and don’t do anything stupid like the one time with Pinkie.
>Fuck why does your luck get this bad?
>You being a social retard is bad enough.
>”Would you like some sunscreen, Anon?” Asks Maud as she starts to take off her shirt.
>Oh fuck, no.
>She’s sitting right next to you, no.
>You can already see yourself doing something absolutely horrendous to Maud as she’s reading.
>You start to shake and twist.
>Maud at least has a one piece on, which you aren’t sure is better or worse.
>The stiff bulge that gets stronger in your pants points to worse.
>Maud still has her jean shorts on but still showing enough cleavage to make you want to look.
>Almost as much as Pinkie’s showing.
>You jump from the sound of a loud radio starting to play.
>”This was one of the first few books I read as well.” Maud holds up the book she’s about to read.
>You wish you could ask her to give it you you so you can put it on your lap and not be in this awkward fetal position.
>Limestone just went into the water with her soda in hand.
>You see Pinkie face away and crouch down to grab something from a nearby table.
>The huge pervert in you wants to grab that ass.
>”This one doesn’t go very in depth until after the first few chapters, but it pays off.”
>Maud is reading the book to you before the next minute.
>But you’re not feeling as great as you did the last book Maud read.
>You are now struggling to hide your erection from the four girls around you.
>Maybe you should leave.
>Maybe you should go home and come back when Pinkie isn’t climbing out of the water all dripping wet.
>You have a feeling Maud can tell how distracted you’re getting.
>Pinkie gets in and out of the pool to check on the food she’s grilling.
>You keep looking up to Pinkie now more often as you ease into this but probably not in a good way.
>You’re having lewd thoughts.
>Tons of lewd thoughts.
>Mostly about Pinkie even though Maud is closer.
>Pinkie’s the girl you knew since you were young.
>All those times she watched over you in the program and all the times she was nice to you.
>The connection makes this feel even more funny to you.
>You know this girl.
>And you also practically groped her in public once and she didn’t stop seeing you.
>Now you’re seeing her showing more skin than before and trying not to think how far you can take this.
>It’s stupid, you’re stupid.
>Mostly horny but stupid.
>You shouldn’t be in this situation right now but it took you be surprise.
>Maud got on about granite of something as your mind goes back to thinking about feeling Pinkie’s wet skin on you.
>Your fucking boner won’t leave, you’re going to embarrass yourself again.
>”Would you like a hamburger or a hot dog?” Pinkie walks up and asks you.
>Don’t let her see it don’t let her see it
“One of each.” You say, hoping you’ll feel hungry soon.
>”I’ve already eaten.” Maud says.
>Fuck, you’re too dumb to even think of that first.
>Pinkie places an empty plate on your lap, right over where your tent is.
>It feels like she did this on purpose.
>”They’ll be ready in ten.” Pinkie tells you.
>Could it be?
>Did she notice what’s going on but she’s helping you?
>Not like she didn’t already know about your issues.
>Meanwhile, Maud keeps reading to you about rocks.
>”You’ll love granite. It’s one of the hardest surfaces you can hit. I think we will be able to get to diamonds before the end of the day.”
“Cool! I like diamonds.” You say, feeling some in your pants.
>You give Pinkie a dumbfounded look as she goes back over to the grill to check on the food.
>This time just looking at her face as she’s looking back at you now.
>She looks down at the plate and gives you a “you’re welcome” wink.
>Holy fuck she did know!>You always liked Pinkie but never had the guts to tell her.
>Because she was your supervisor and you were one of the kids she was supposed to look after.
>You are part of a guidance group for depression treatment and other conditions.
>Quickly got a crush on her when you were in the program.
>Just loved how happy she always was, spirit uplifting and all that.
>Something about her constant jumping for joy got you thinking about her most fo the day.
>Always had a positive solution to everything no matter what.
>You'd love to see life through her eyes, and just as much, you'd love to see your life with her in it a lot more.
>Loved being around her, felt less sad around her.
>You grew into a teenager and grew attached to Pinkie Pie.
>Got so used to her neverending spirit and charisma she had.
>Started to feel funny around her, but she thought it was all cute.
>You looked forward to see her waving to you in her sweater and shorts every day.
>Sometimes she'd take you places, sometimes she'd hold your hand.
>That would be weird for normal people, but it was okay with the position you and Pinkie were in.
>That just made it feel more special to you.
>Merely feeling her hand holding yours made your insides tingle. Her joyful voice made you smile.
>Even the cloudiest of days felt like clear skies when Pinkie Pie was around.
>And you became so happy that you didn't need to be in the program anymore.
>Now you grew up more, and you're a grown man with a little bit of your condition left.
>Gotten lonely after not seeing Pinkie anymore and you can't go back into the program because it's for kids and teens.
>But Pinkie Pie is still there.
>Supervising new groups of kids.
>You still have feelings for her, and you still don't have the social skills to really express them correctly to her.
>And both you and her are adults now.
>All you have to do is go up to her and talk to her.
>She's free this lunch, maybe you should talk to her now.
>Awkwardly walk up to her and don't say anything.
>She's facing the other way, not noticing you.
>Wave to get her attention... when she's facing away from you.
>You're not used to this.
>She doesn't respond, of course.
"H...hi..."
>Say it louder.
"HI!"
>She jumps a little.
>"Oh! Oh my goodness. You scared the dickens out of me!" She gasps.
"Sorry!"
>"Oh, it's okay." She says before recognizing you and calling you by your name. "Oh hey! I haven't seen you in forever!"
"Y-yeah... hey..." What do you say now?
>"What's up?"
"I... I missed you." You reply.
>"Awwww, I missed you too!" She responds while opening her arms for a hug.
>You feel tingling down your spine as you hug her, feeling her push up against your chest.
>Is... this the first time you actually hugged her?
>This is making you feel extremely weird.
>"I'm sooooo glad I got to see you again." Pinkie tells you. "How's life been?"
>You don't really remember hat you said next but it must have been something standard like something you made up about your life so you had something to answer with.
>Pinkie talks a little bit more with you.
>You blubber on about how much you miss her.
>Everything's going great, thought it's probably apparent to her that you're still just as socially awkward as before.
>She helped you out of your depression but not your overall sperginess.
>Really always saw herself as your mentor or guardian or something.
>You're in La-La land as Pinkie continues to talk to you.
>Wow, she's incredibly happy to see you and...
>Her eyes grow wide as she feels your hand slip under the bottom of her sweater.
"Wanna have sex?" You didn't even notice what you were doing until it was too late.
>Deathly silence.
>You can't tell if her face is more pale or more blushed.
>She hold still as a statue as your hands briefly move to her belly.
>This is only over the course of like half a second, but it feels super drawn out.
>You can't immediately pull away; her belly is so fucking soft.
>Get a slight hint of her bellybutton from your fingers before you pull away and wait for god's wrath to strike you down forever.
>She was too stricken with shock to do anything in response at first.
>Just stood there and felt your hand invade her top for half a second.
>"Uh..."
>You feel like you'll throw up instead of getting a single word out if you try to apologize.
>Maybe it will help that she already knew that you were extremely awkward.
>She can see the look of your face, right?
>It shouldn't be hard to tell that you immediately regret what you just did.
>Maybe she can tell that you didn't realize it.
"Sssss..." You start to hiss like a snake, trying to say the word sorry. "sssssss"
>She listens to you hiss at her after physically molesting her belly.
>"Um... are you..."
"SSsssssssssSSSSSS~"
>"I-"
>Without warning, your stomach convulses, and warm puke races up your throat then propels out of your mouth, closely missing Pinkie.
>She steps back in horror.
>Like spaghetti slapping against a concrete surface, splatting sounds destroy her appetite.
>You don't even remember running away.
>But you must have.
>You're suddenly sitting on the side of your bed with disgusting vomit smears on your shirt that you tried to wash off.
>Sitting there farting onto your bedsheets, tears rolling down your cheeks as you wheeze in horror at yourself.
~
>Did you even sleep last night?
>All's a blur now.
>Don't wanna find out if the vomit is still there.
>Walk clear of that area where the rec center is as you go to the grocery store in 20 extra minutes.
>See Pinkie at the entrance.
>Notices you before you can leave and waves for you to come over and talk.
>Your brain bullies you as you walk over.
>Don't puke again.
>Fuckin ret-
>"Can we talk?"
>Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck.
>"Is everything okay?"
"I'm sorry."
>"Heyyyy, hey..." She starts talking like you were in the program again.
>Shit, well that says a lot.
>"There's nothing to be afraid of. I'm not mad at you."
>She's approaching you slowly.
>"It's okay, I know you like this."
>Starts talking to you like you're a kid, when you're a grown man.
>You're not sure how to feel about this.
"I-I'm sorry I couldn't help it."
>"Hey, I'm just happy to see you again." She says, still reluctant to hug you.
>You know why.
>What she basically says next is something like "let's take a step back and ask eachother how we've been" and something else like that.
>Like it's some sort of second chance, but you could use one.
"Why'd you still wanna talk to me?" You finally ask.
>"Why not? I wanted to find you and address this so I know we're on the same page."
>She keeps her voice cheery.
>"Listen, it's okay. You're not in trouble, I promise."
"Did... anyone see?"
>You can't think to ask anything else.
>Pinkie pauses.
>Dammit Anon now you've done it.
>"No. No one noticed it was you. A janitor did clean the place up afterward but no one knows it's you."
>She has to be lying.
>There's no way that's true.
"W-well, I'm sorry. Like, really really sorry."
>"Apology accepted, Anon." Pinkie pulls out a pamphlet from her pocket.
"What's that?"
>"I was thinking yesterday, since I should probably approach this somehow..."
"Is that..."
>It looks like the pamphlet to the program you were in when you were a kid.
>When Pinkie gave you guidance.
>"I understand that you might still have some, difficulty with things" Pinkie explains. "So I was wondering..."
"Isn't the program for kids though?"
>"Of course." She starts sounding happier again. "But that doesn't mean we can't hang out some more and be buddies again!"
>God this is embarrassing.
>You really don't think she should be the one to do this.
>And have it be some ugly guy instead who you won't daydream about-
>"I know you probably don't feel your best right now, Anon. But I can still help you. I know it's a little weird, but hey, we've gotten through this when you were younger."
>This is happening so fast, and you didn't expect her to forgive you.
>"You don't have to. But since we already know eachother, and it would nip things in the bud, I can always come back if you need me."
"Do I need my mom to sign me up this time?"
>She giggles.
>"No, silly. You're grown now. Think of it as a voluntary thing. Only if you want to."
>It would be more convenient since you've been in the program under her before.
>But awkward because of what happened yesterday.
>Is this even real life?
>Pinkie reaches her hand out to you.
>You're not sure if you want to do this but you take it.
>She smiles at you and hands you the pamphlet.
>You're pretty much said yes now.
>"Don't worry you don't need to sign up."
"What do I need to do?" You ask.
>"You still have my number, right?"
"Yeah."
>"Just give me a call when you're ready."
"So what's the pamphlet for?"
>"So you know when I'm available."
>She points to her schedule on there.
"Oh I get it."
>"Yeah you can see my name right there."
"Okay."
>"Alright?"
"Yup."
>"Okey dokie!"
>She bounces on her heels and giggles.
>You still blush in embarrassment from everything.
>She notices.
>"Heyyy, don't sweat it, nonny!"
>It would be fine if you were like 11 and she called you that.
>But you're a man.
>A grown man.
>It feels almost insulting though that's probably not what Pinkie intends.
>You know you're probably getting into a risky situation, but you really like Pinkie so you can't really say no easily.
>A part of you believes that she might really be interested and just doesn't want you to be an autist about it.
>As she walks away, this is what you're thinking.
"Aw fuck." You say to yourself.
 
>Back home.
>Pinkie's number is on the pamphlet too.
>So is that title that says this is a program for kids.
>This feels REALLY questionable.
>You know you're not the best looking guy.
>Creepy too for obvious reasons.
>And even after all that, she's still giving you a chance to be around her more.
>No sane person would do this no matter how attached they are to you.
>She's either been crazy the whole time or actually finds you attractive.
>Even though you've known her since you were a kid, you'd guess she was crazy before considering the possibility of someone finding you attractive.
>Though...
>Shit, does she really find you attractive?
>It's the only thing that actually makes the most sense.
>She's not crazy, she's hyper but not crazy.
>Wednesday.
>One of Pinkie's free days from the program with kids.
>You give her a call and tell her you'd like to meet up.
>It's like an abstract way of having a girlfriend.
>Of course your autistic ass thinks about it that way.
>She accepts and says to meet at the park in an hour.
>You fumble out of bed and get ready.
>Hop in the shower, get dressed and try to look as nice as you can.
>This isn't a date dumbass.
>Is it?
>
>"Hi Nonny!" Says Pinkie.
"Hey."
>You were waiting there on the bench like Forrest Gump when she showed up.
>She noticed you immediately.
>You're sticking out like a sort thumb.
>"So how you doing?"
"I'm a little nervous."
>"Aw that's okay. We'll just hang out and spend time together like we did before."
>You remember times you played with a ball in this park with Pinkie.
>Yeah, when you were a KID.
>Now look at you.
>All grown up, scraggly and out of shape.
>Honestly you shouldn't be seen with Pinkie.
>"What do you want to do first, Nonny?"
"I, uh..."
Don't say play ball, don't say play ball.
"Play with..."
>Don't say play with your balls, don't say play with your balls.
>How the fuck did that even happen?
"The ducks?"
>"Ooh! Nice one. We can go feed the ducks."
>You already regret this.
>This is just sad.
>You go with Pinkie over to the pond.
>Here you are, not even a day later and you're sitting beside Pinkie Pie next to the water.
>Throwing bread at these annoying little shits in the water.
>God they're loud.
>Look over at Pinkie.
>She's so pretty.
>You think about asking her if she- no.
>No that didn't go well last time and it would be the stupidest thing in the world if you did it now.
"So weathers nice today."
>"Yeah! I love it when theres still clouds in the sky! Feels lonely with no clouds."
>Wut
>You and Pinkie are buddies again.
>But you hate it.
>Make no mistake, you love Pinkie, but it's the way you started hanging out again just feels wrong.
>It's so uncomfortable that you want to jump out of your skin.
>You're not a retarded adult.
>This is fucking stupid.
>But you can't leave Pinkie, she's so nice to you.
>Over the following month you have these unnatural feeling meet ups, sometimes with pinkies friends.
>Oh god you hate being seen by her friends.
>There's one time when you went to her house.
>You were sitting on the couch watching kids cartoons.
>You didn't care if Pinkie knew you liked this because your awkwardness threshold with her is as loose as a trap's asshole after a year in prison.
>But then Rainbow Dash came over.
>Completely by surprise, you were just minding your own business.
>Sees you on the couch with cartoon song and shit playing on the tv.
>Sees your sorry ass sat on the couch hunched over and watching like some special ed kid.
>You don't need to guess what she was thinking.
>Rainbow Dash waved at you with a weirded out face and backed up a little.
>Why can't you change?
>Her face still haunts you to this day.
>"Hi Nonny!" Says Pinkie Pie again.
"Hey, Pinkie."
>You've been planning to cancel recently.
>You just can't keep going like this.
>It's too embarrassing, it's not even a little fun and you only do anything with Pinkie so you can check her out.
>And have a girl actually talking to you.
>But this is sad.
>You've been trying to think of a way to tell her that you don't want to hang out anymore.
>But shit, how's that gonna sound?
>She's smiling at you right now, even after you touched her in that way.
>This girl has to legitimately care about you to want to put up with your sperg shit.
"Pinkie, I-"
>"Yeah?"
>You can't say it.
>She's so happy to see you, and you're happy to have someone near you to talk to, especially a girl.
>You wonder if she's feeling as tortured from this strange relationship as you are.
"I was, uh," You stop and go silent.
>She can tell anxious you are.
>"Nonny, it's okay. What do you wanna say?"
>You swallow a lump in your throat.
>Feeling like you might puke again.
>Shit, we can't have that happen again.
"Do your... friends think I'm cool?"
>Well that's not as bad as you were expecting.
>"Of course they do, silly! Why you ask?"
"I don't know, it just that I was wondering if we could all hang out together."
>NONONO FUCK don't say that!
>But it's too late, Pinkies eyes sparkle and she hops up and down.
>"That's a great idea!" She gasps. "We can throw a party together!"
>It's too late to object, you nailed your coffin shut.
>Just stand there with an obviously fake smile.
>But Pinkie is not even paying attention.
>"I'll have all my friends come over! And we can all play games and watch movies!" Pinkie goes on and on. "Well, heh, even though I do this every other week, but you can join us!"
"Well I"
>"Can the party be at your place?" Asks Pinkie. "I don't think I've been inside of your place before."
>She's jumping ahead too fast for you to catch up.
>All you can do is nod and agree.
>"Or we can have it at my place if that's good."
"Yes!" You blurt, slightly saved.
>You hope they never find out the horrors of what your place looks like.
>"This is... gonna... be.... SPECTACULAR!"
>You envy the days you just were alone and didn't have any social events to go to.
>Now you feel worse than you ever did.
>Just imagine all her friends at the party.
>A bunch of Rainbow Dashes grimacing at you like you just groped Pinkie in front of them.
>Maybe you actually would have done that.
>"You're so sweet! C'mere!" Pinkie spreads her arms out and hugs you.
>Oh god no.
>You feel her tits right up against you for that brief couple of seconds.
>You don't even say anything by the time Pinkie zooms away to plan the party.
>Sit down on the same nearby park bench hiding your boner.
>You're not ready to face this.
>But now you might have to.
>Should you go or bail?
>Day of the party.
>You're regretting this decision.
>But you swallow your pride and think about all of the times Pinkie did something for you.
>You can't just leave her hanging.
>Because you were too scared that you were going to freak out again.
>Shower like two or three times.
>Dress up in the coolest clothes you got.
>Look at yourself in the mirror and see anything but a party goer.
>You're not gonna fit in.
>But you also know Pinkie's not going to care.
>And she'll stick up for you in front of her friends.
>Just remember the shitty meme and be yourself.
>No really, just actually be yourself.
>This should work with a bunch of normal girls right?
>Oh god why does it feel like this is happening so fast?
>"Hey Nonny!"
>Pinkie Pie is wearing a different T shirt than her program one.
>"You ready?"
"Yeah." You say.
>You get in her car and she drives you.
>This is probably fine since friends do this all the time.
>You don't remember if you saw Pinkie's house before or not.
>It's pretty big, and on the outskirts of town.
>You would expect Applejack's house to look more like this than Pinkie's.
>You park in front of the house with a bunch of other cars.
>Breathe deeply before getting out.
>God you stick out like a sore thumb.
>Why did you agree to doing this?
>At least no one's looking at you, which is what you first felt like shit about.
>Pinkie takes you to her front door and introduces you to her friends there.
>"Hi girls! Guess what? Anon's here!" Says Pinkie.
>You wave.
>"Nonny, you remember my friends right?"
"Yeah..."
>"There's Twilight, there's Sunset, Rarity, Applejack, Fluttershy's inside, Rainbow Dash is on her way over!"
>Oh no.
>You remember Rainbow Dash.
"Hi, all. Glad to be here."
>"Howdy Anon!" Says Applejack, reaching her hand to you.
>You shake her hand.
"Hurk!"
>She's got a strong grip.
>You almost got your fingers broken she grabbed them so hard.
"Great to see you here." You go on to shake everyone else's hands.
>"It is nice to see you here too, Anon." Rarity smiles.
>"Come on, let's all go inside and have some fruit punch." Says Pinkie as she steps inside.
>Can this be over already?
>Your hand hurts and your feet are tired.
>What happens next is just what you'd expect.
>You sit down on a nearby couch to read a magazine or something.
>You find a book full of articles about literally rocks.
>Just that.
>Rocks.
>Huh that's odd.
>You read it anyway so you won't have to talk to anyone.
>You would text if you had anyone to text with.
>And it would get obvious that you're staring at a blank screen after a while of Pinkie's friends walking by.
>You sit and look at the pictures of rocks.
>Damn these are some nice looking rocks.
>Why would Pinkie read something like this though?
>Does someone else in her family read this?
>"H-hey, Anon."
>Look up from the rock book.
>It's Fluttershy, you recognize her.
"Hi."
>She looks past you.
>You look behind yourself.
>Sunset and Applejack are nodding her on to talk to you.
>Oh, so that's how it is.
>Well ain't this some shit?
>"Would you... like some punch?" Asks Fluttershy.
"No thanks, I ate before I got here."
>You're starving.
>Awkwardly.
>"Oh, okay. That's okay." Says Fluttershy.
>She reaches to shake your hand.
"Nice to meet you, Fluttershy."
>You grab it and squeeze it hard thinking about how you'd shake Applejack's hand.
>She squeaks and makes a face.
>...Fuck.
>You can't even get yourself to ask her if she's okay after you crushed her hand in yours.
>"U-um..." Fluttershy says in a pained voice after your retard strength mashed her fucking fingers. "N-nice to... meet y-you too."
>She gets back up and you go straight back to the fucking rock book.
>You just lost your appetite.
>You'd bet yourself 20 dollars you'd puke again if you fucked something else up before tonight is over.
>Just keep reading just keep reading.
>You look at the pictures of rocks.
>See one picture of a bunch of rocks on a shoreline at the bottom of a cliff from a view from the top.
>You almost let yourself fall forward off the couch.
>Just let this end already.
>You finish looking at the last page of the book and then go back to the beginning.
>How many times looking through this whole book will it take before the party's over?
>"I see you too are fascinated by the wonders of rocks and minerals." A new and monotone voice says.
>Look up and see a gray girl with jaded purple hair.
"Oh, hello."
>You don't know how much longer you can do this.
>"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Maud. I am Pinkie's sister." She says.
"Hi Maud... I-I'm Anon."
>"The book you're holding is mine. It's one of the first books I've ever read, and I enjoyed it so much that I keep it out here on the coffee table for others to enjoy too."
"Oh that's nice."
>Why is she talking this way?
>"Indeed it is. Isn't that right, Boulder?"
>She pulls out a small rock from her pocket, she was literally talking to it.
>What.
>The FUCK.
>"Boulder says he recommends the book Identifying Different Classes of Minerals." Maud says to you.
>You stutter.
>Is she one of the other people Pinkie is "buddies" with?
>Is she the inspiration or reason why Pinkie decides to be "buddies" with people like you when they're kids?
>This is starting to connect.
>You keep on stuttering, at a loss for words.
>"I know. It's really fascinating to get into rocks for the first time. I was the same way." Maud continues in her monotone voice. "Let me go fetch the book for you. It's a great gateway book for an introduction to rocks and minerals."
>Sit there like a cow waiting to be slaughtered as Maud Pie gets the book from a nearby bookshelf.
>She sits back down next to you and immediately starts talking about rocks again.
>She opens the book.
>There are no pictures in this book.
>Maud literally starts READING THE WHOLE BOOK TO YOU.
>You don't interrupt or even say anything at all.
>You're really just shocked.
>And actually relieved that she's doing all the talking so you don't have to.
>Maybe this'll fill in the whole party time.
>This book looks like it's long enough for that.
>You hear a jeep or something outside.
>It just arrived.
>A couple of Pinkie's friends go outside.
>Once you see Rainbow Dash and a couple more jock-ish looking guys and girls get out, you know you're not gonna like this.
>Times are getting better.
>You never thought a girl like Maud would come along yet there she was.
>God, you wish you could see her again.
>You can do anything now.
>No more Rainbow Dash cringing at you.
>No more Pinkie pretending that she’s not uncomfortable around you.
>You have this girl with you right now who cares about rocks too much to see how shitty you are.
>This is perfect.
>You go to Pinkie’s house next time you get a chance to see if Maud’s around.
>Pull up in your car.
>You see Pinkie’s car in the driveway.
>The color of the car is, pink.
>Of course.
>Go up to her house’s front door and knock.
>Hear some voices inside, sounds like someone other than Pinkie or Maud.
>You wait.
>Soon, the door is unlocked and opened.
>You see a totally new girl standing there in front of you.
>She looks… angry.
>”Yeah?”
“H-hey.” You say, feeling your social retardation coming back.
>This girl looks the same age as Pinkie and Maud, or maybe younger.
>Green eyes and hair in an edgy looking haircut.
>”What do you want?” She asks.
“Is Maud home?”
>She stares at you then looks into the house.
>”Be right back.” She says before slamming the door in your face.
>Well she’s a polite one isn’t she?
>Probably another sister or cousin of Pinkie’s.
>You wait for some seconds before you hear someone stomping up some stairs.
>”Maaaaaud!” The girl who answered the door yells.
>She yells again and again.
>You are glad she wasn’t at the party.
>You soon hear Maud talking to her from within the house.
>About half a minute later, Maud opens the door.
>”Oh. Hey.” She says.
“Hi.”
>You watch Limestone stomp away in the background.
>”You want to hang out with us?” Asks Maud.
“Yeah, I-”
>You stop after you heard Maud say “us”.
>Like the other girl who answered the door is going to be in the same room as you two.
>That might be a little uncomfortable.
>”Oh hi Anon!” Pinkie suddenly comes skipping down the stairs.
“Hi Pinkie.”
>”Do you want to come to the pool with us?”
“The pool?”
>”We’re leaving to go to the pool in around fifteen minutes.” Explains Maud. “You came to hang out at a pretty inconvenient time.”
>”Or convenient time!” Says Pinkie. “Nonny can come with us!”
>”Or convenient time.” Agrees Maud.
“I’d like to come with.”
>You scratch your arm and look at the doorstep.
>”All five of us can hang out at the pool together!” Cheers Pinkie.
>Five?
“I didn’t know there were four of you.” You say.
>”Yeah! Me, Maud, Limestone and Marble!”
>You see the girl who answered the door come back into view with another new girl.
>”There’s Limestone and Marble right now!” Pinkie points to them. “I see you already met Limestone!”
“Haha, I sure have.” You say.
>Limestone grunts and makes a mean face at you.
>Pinkie smiles at her then back at you.
“So are all of you sisters?”
>”Yup!” Answers Pinkie.
“That explains why your house is so big.” You joke with a laugh.
>You are invited inside.
>You wait on the couch in their living room until everyone is ready to go.
>Not sure why all these grown young ladies all still live in the same house.
>Maybe it’s some sort of family bond thing.
>”Aaaaaaalright! Let’s go!”
>Guess you’ll leave your car parked in front of their house.
>Everyone goes into Pinkie’s car.
>”Nonny here is one of the funnest guys you’ll meet!” Pinkie says as she drives erratically. “He was just at the party we had recently and everyone love love LOVED him!”
>You shyly wave from the back seat.
>”Anon’s gonna be a blast at our pool party, and I think he’ll like swimming too. But he’s super cool overall! Tell ‘em, Maud!”
>Maud stares forward.
>”Anon seems to have taken interest in learning more about rocks and minerals. I read a couple of introductory books with him at the party.” She says.
>”Woohoo!” Pinkie Pie throws her hands into the air.
>A passing car honks its horn, and there’s some swerving.
>Pinkie puts her hands back on the steering wheel.
>”Nonny sure knows how to make books fun, right Maud?”
>”Rocks and minerals are already interesting to me.” Answers Maud. “But yes, Anon’s company was much appreciated. As it will be today.”
>Is this a movie?
>You hate to admit but you’re starting to get annoyed by Pinkie being so bubbly and restless.
>Maybe it’s only because she almost crashed the car just now.
>Yeah that’s probably it.
>This should be fine as long as you stick with Maud.
>She’s the only girl you actually get along with.
>You like Pinkie… a lot.
>Like, you really really like her.
>And you’ve known her longer too.
>But she’s too fast paced for you.
>Car makes it to the pool place.
>Pinkie gets out first, bouncing on heels.
>Her three sisters follow, then you do.
>”Who has the cooler?” Limestone asks. “I want a soda.”
>”Oh!” Pinkie exclaims, hops back to the car.
>Comes back with a big blue cooler.
>Limestone pretty much raids it as Pinkie stands there smiling.
>”You find the flavor you like?” Asks Pinkie.
>”Yeah yeah, I found it.”
>All of you enter the gate to the pool.
>You see that Maud has another book about rocks in her hand.
>Perfect.
>”Care to join?” Maud asks with an open chair next to her.
>You nod and join.
>Sit down feeling like you forgot to think about something.
>Something about when people go to the pool.
>Ah it’s probably nothing.
>You hope you won’t have to remember things from the book.
>”Hey Maud! You have any sunscreen?” Pinkie asks.
>You look over to her and your eyes go wide.
>Pinkie stands there in a two piece bikini.
>You have never seen her with such little clothing on before.
>Fuck its doing things to you already.
>”I last saw it in the car.” Says Maud.
>You look around and see Limestone in a bikini too.
>Marble is sitting in a lawn chair near the pool still fully clothed.
>This is not good.
>Maybe fine for a normal person but not you.
>You didn’t expect this, stupidly enough.
>A couple minutes later and you feel some tingling in your pants.
>The pool chair you’re on is already reclined and you’re half leaning back.
>Pinkie walks by and you have to cover yourself up.
>Maybe it’s a good thing you didn’t think to bring pool clothes.
>Focus on the book Maud is holding.
>Just do what you did at the party, ignore everything else and don’t do anything stupid like the one time with Pinkie.
>Fuck why does your luck get this bad?
>You being a social retard is bad enough.
>”Would you like some sunscreen, Anon?” Asks Maud as she starts to take off her shirt.
>Oh fuck, no.
>She’s sitting right next to you, no.
>You can already see yourself doing something absolutely horrendous to Maud as she’s reading.
>You start to shake and twist.
>Maud at least has a one piece on, which you aren’t sure is better or worse.
>The stiff bulge that gets stronger in your pants points to worse.
>Maud still has her jean shorts on but still showing enough cleavage to make you want to look.
>Almost as much as Pinkie’s showing.
>You jump from the sound of a loud radio starting to play.
>”This was one of the first few books I read as well.” Maud holds up the book she’s about to read.
>You wish you could ask her to give it you you so you can put it on your lap and not be in this awkward fetal position.
>Limestone just went into the water with her soda in hand.
>You see Pinkie face away and crouch down to grab something from a nearby table.
>The huge pervert in you wants to grab that ass.
>”This one doesn’t go very in depth until after the first few chapters, but it pays off.”
>Maud is reading the book to you before the next minute.
>But you’re not feeling as great as you did the last book Maud read.
>You are now struggling to hide your erection from the four girls around you.
>Maybe you should leave.
>Maybe you should go home and come back when Pinkie isn’t climbing out of the water all dripping wet.
>You have a feeling Maud can tell how distracted you’re getting.
>Pinkie gets in and out of the pool to check on the food she’s grilling.
>You keep looking up to Pinkie now more often as you ease into this but probably not in a good way.
>You’re having lewd thoughts.
>Tons of lewd thoughts.
>Mostly about Pinkie even though Maud is closer.
>Pinkie’s the girl you knew since you were young.
>All those times she watched over you in the program and all the times she was nice to you.
>The connection makes this feel even more funny to you.
>You know this girl.
>And you also practically groped her in public once and she didn’t stop seeing you.
>Now you’re seeing her showing more skin than before and trying not to think how far you can take this.
>It’s stupid, you’re stupid.
>Mostly horny but stupid.
>You shouldn’t be in this situation right now but it took you be surprise.
>Maud got on about granite of something as your mind goes back to thinking about feeling Pinkie’s wet skin on you.
>Your fucking boner won’t leave, you’re going to embarrass yourself again.
>”Would you like a hamburger or a hot dog?” Pinkie walks up and asks you.
>Don’t let her see it don’t let her see it
“One of each.” You say, hoping you’ll feel hungry soon.
>”I’ve already eaten.” Maud says.
>Fuck, you’re too dumb to even think of that first.
>Pinkie places an empty plate on your lap, right over where your tent is.
>It feels like she did this on purpose.
>”They’ll be ready in ten.” Pinkie tells you.
>Could it be?
>Did she notice what’s going on but she’s helping you?
>Not like she didn’t already know about your issues.
>Meanwhile, Maud keeps reading to you about rocks.
>”You’ll love granite. It’s one of the hardest surfaces you can hit. I think we will be able to get to diamonds before the end of the day.”
“Cool! I like diamonds.” You say, feeling some in your pants.
>You give Pinkie a dumbfounded look as she goes back over to the grill to check on the food.
>This time just looking at her face as she’s looking back at you now.
>She looks down at the plate and gives you a “you’re welcome” wink.
>Holy fuck she did know!