"H-hey Anon, i wondering if... Maybe you'd want to go to prom with me?"
>>26804698
I didn't even go to my own prom why would I go to yours?
didn't we already have a thread like this just now?
>>26804698
I'm 21, Dash. Even if I didn't have the beard, I wouldn't pass as an appropriate age to go to your dance
>>26804698
Ok
>>26804698
Yes but I hate being in public so fuck
>>26804750
>mfw
faggot do it, don't bitch about it, dashy asked you, you must deliver
>>26804698
You know the original thread isn't even dead yet, soooooo
Stop copying ppl
>>26804902
You know, when you post
>mfw
it's custom to post a picture that represents your facial expression
>>26804698
Go to hell, Dash. I'm not rich and I'm socially autistic to boot. Go ask Chad.
Fucking cumcatchers.
>>26805448
>"Aw, Come on anon! don't be like that!"
>>26804698
I read that as "go to porn..."
I want Rainbow Dash to invite me to make a porno with her.
The twist is she wouldn't be staring in it. She's actually an avid director and needs to start somewhere within her budget.
>>26805472
Really desperate, I see. Here, ten bucks. You didn't even have to suck me off, ain't that great? Now go and show some other poor bastard a fake pregnancy test. Or real one, fuck if I care.
>>26805522
>"O-okay anon, you didn't need to be so mean about it..."
>>26804698
NEVER
EVER
>>26805478
>wouldn't be staring in it
so she'd keep her eyes shut?
Or just maintain appropriate eye contact!?
>>26805612
I actually did, Dash. I actually did. If I wasn't, the point wouldn't have stuck and you, being the silly girl you are, might have tried something stupid; like not taken NO for an answer. But you know better now, right?
“...What?”
>You look up from your lunch consisting of a single banana
>You hated bananas but it was all you had.
>You see Rainbow Dash fidget over your question.
>Is this the same Rainbow Dash?
>The Rainbow Dash that was super athletic?
>The Rainbow Dash that was super confident to the point of outright arrogance?
>The Rainbow Dash that always gave you shit for being on he school Baseball team because to her Baseball 'wasn't a sport'?
>Something's not right here.
“What's your angle?”
>You bluntly ask her
>”Wh-what do you mean 'what's my angle'?”
“You know exactly what I mean.”
>You now put all your focus on her.
>Tossing your banana peel over to the side.
>People tripping on them was bullshit anyways.
“We're not friends, Dash. In fact, I hate you.”
>Those words seemed to have cut through her like a hot knife through butter.
“We don't see eye to eye on anything, the few times we have talked is through a mutual friend. You always interrupt me in mid speech, you continue to heavily mock the sport I love and play...”
>”But boreball is not a sport!” Dash interrupted you on cue.
“Shut up Dash!”
>You're not dealing with this.
“The answer is no, take a pineapple or something.”
>You've got better things to do on a Saturday night.
>Like going on a huge raid with your MMO group.
>You get up from the cafeteria table and begin to leave when Dash again calls out to you
>”I'll pay you!!”
>You stop dead in your tracks.
>Is she serious?
>Why is she so desperate?
>And why you?
>You turn to look back at her and she looks very nervous.
“Pay me with what?”
all I have. pretty generic but I am also tired
>>26807777
I was waiting for those quads
>>26804698
Are you wearing a push up bra you slut?
>>26807777
Still waiting for stripper Anon II
>>26804698
I'm 26 Rainbow, I would get arrested.
>>26804867
Where did you get that old picture of me?
A deal Dash. You help me get Applejack to a Prompt and I find you a guy to go out with as well.
Bemp
>>26807821
It's over m8.
>>26807777
>Dash's eyes begin to dart to the left and right in a hurried manor.
>Almost like she was doing some quick thinking.
>Something you had wrote her off to being able to do.
>”What?” was all she asked.
“It's a simple question, Dash, I need to make sure I'm compensated with cold hard cash and not something stupid and made up like 'rape dollars' or something.”
>Whatever the hell that's supposed to be.
>”C'mon Anon, you know I can pay cash...” She whines back
>Her and her friends are some sort of preppy rich girls of the school
>Nowhere near like the yuppie bitches over at Crystal Prep.
>But close enough.
>However, they weren't bad people.
>In fact, besides Dash's often bitch-like behavior,
>They were actually all nice girls.
>But due to their social and economic status
>They felt a bit separated from the rest of the school student body.
>A lot of their charitable actions around the school always seemed like they came from the right place.
>But a lot of the 'normal' students always had a small lingering feeling that it was all a front.
“Well, why me?”
>You decide to pry for an answer.
>She sighs.
>”All the others have dates to the prom and I need one.”
>That's it?
“That's it?”
>She nods
>You don't believe her
“I find it very unlikely you of all the people in this school, captain of all the girls sports teams and member of the fab 6 could find a suitable date for the most important night in any normal high school students life.”
>It's true
>How could she not have a date that she had to pay for?
>”I'll level with you, you're not the first person I asked to prom.”
>Plausible
>Despite you yourself being captain of the schools baseball and wrestling teams.
>All the student body really cared for was football, basketball, soccer, lacrosse, and even the hockey team gets more respect than your two sports.
>>26813950
“I also assume I'm not the second, third or even forth person you asked either.”
>She scratches the back of her head and looks away from you.
>”Yeah...”
>You can't say you're offended.
>You weren't.
>You honestly didn't care.
>But this still feels wrong.
>”I assumed someone would have already asked me out by now, as of last week, nobody had and all my other friends had dates already, so I went around and asked, everyone I asked either already had a date or were not going...”
>Some of her previous choices are not going?
“I'm not going! I have better things to do with my time on a Saturday night. Why do you insist on paying me to go!?”
>You yell at her.
>”I'm desperate, ok!?”
>She yells louder back at you.
>Half of the cafeteria takes notice of the scene
>”This may not mean anything to you, but it does mean a lot to me and my friends and I already said I'm willing to give you money to just show face!”
>She got up out of her seat to loudly explain her seemingly bad situation.
>You may not care for the prom.
>But you at least felt that if you would ever go, you'd go with someone you actually liked.
>Not some desperate bitch who paid you to do so.
“Have a good day, Dash.”
>You turn to leave again.
>”500!!”
“What?”
>”I'll pay you 500 to go with me!”
>...
>I guess the prom didn't mean THAT much to you.
>You sigh and turn around to head back to Dash.
>You extend your had to her for a handshake
“Deal.”
>Her expression goes from sorrow to joy in a second and jumps from across the table to grab you into a big hug.
>”Thank you thank you! You won't regret this!”
>She excitedly pulls out her notebook from her backpack and rips a small piece of paper from it
>She then grabs a pencil and scribbles something on it and hands it to you.
>”Here's my number, call me on Saturday and I’ll tell you where I live to come meet me there!”
>She then runs out of the cafeteria
>Without ever shaking your hand.
>>26814041
bumperino,this has potenital.
I dunno why,but i dig the fact that this anon plays baseball.
>>26807777
>Dat quads
>BetAnon
Ayyyy 'sup m8
>>26814759
Hello friend
>>26814041
>Well that happened.
>Not sure why
>Especially since Rainbow Dash is seemingly willing to pay you 500 big ones for you to take her.
>Money is money
>Even if now you feel like a cheap whore for doing so.
>You then remember one thing.
>You two barley knew each other through a mutual friend
>Pinkie Pie
>You only know her because she knows everyone in school
>You more so due to your status on the baseball team.
>Again, which isn't saying much.
>Even though you carried your team last year to the State Championships.
>And won.
>A parade and big rally.
>Then the next day everyone went back to forgetting the baseball team existed.
>anyways, we're getting off track here.
>You happen to have Pinkie in last class of the day.
>You'll interrogate her to find out what are or if Dash has interior motives to her proposal.
>>26814908
>Last class of the day
>History class.
>Not terribly boring.
>You always found history to be a fun subject.
>To learn the mistakes of the past.
>You make plenty mistakes nowadays so perhaps learning of ones from the past will help you to make better decisions now.
>Isn't that what history is about?
>You walk into the classroom and fins Pinkie Pie sitting in the middle of the class.
Doodling something on her notebook.
>The desk to her right is empty so you quickly make your way over and sit down.
>She doesn't notice you.
>You clear your throat.
>Still doesn’t notice you
>You clear your throat louder
>Still doesn't notice you
“Hey Pinkie.”
>You finally say.
>She STILL doesn't notice you.
>The hell is she doing?
>You lean over to see what has her so preoccupied
>It's some bad drawing of what seems to be her and her friends?
>She finally takes notice.
>She slams her hands over her drawing and looks over to you wide eyed.
>”Hey Nonny! Didn't notice you there at first!” She gives out a nervous laugh.
“A bit nervous aren't we? Everything ok?”
>”Everything is A-O-K! Just a long day is all.” She gives you a big smile and a thumbs up.
>She then deflates a bit back into her seat.
>”Everyone is expecting me to throw some big epic prom party after prom this Saturday but it's proving to be a bigger challenge! I can't plan something that big plus my own prom!”
>She grabs the sides of her head and shakes herself.
>But then just as she was stressed, with the flip of a switch she's back to happy.
>”But enough about me, what about you Nonny? Are you going to Prom?”
>You nod your head and start to speak
“That's actually something I wanted to ask you about...”
>Pinkie gets super excited
>”That's SUPER Nonny! But I can't be your date! I'm already going with someone.” She adds in a sombre expression.
>You just stare blankly back at her.
“That wasn't was I going to ask you.”
>>26814967
>A look of confusion dons her face for a second.
>”OOOH Alrighty then! Sorry, I've been asked by boys all day to go with them, so I assumed....” She lets out another laugh and waves her had around her face
>”Please then, do ask!”
“So, Rainbow Dash came up to me and asked me to take her to prom.”
>Pink's eyes go wide.
>”Really?” Her face now creeping into a huge smile.
“Uhh, yeah, but-”
>”That's GREAT Nonny!!” She yells again and then proceeds to grab your head and pull it in for a hug.
>Causing most of the students in the class to look our way.
>Geez, was she always this annoying to deal with?
>At least half your face is smothered in between her nice sized boobs.
>Small victories you suppose.
“Hold on, hold on! I'm not done talking!”
>You pull yourself away from her chest and recompose yourself.
“She asked me, sure, but not only was I a last resort, which really doesn't bother me, but she seems so desperate that she is wanting to pay for my services. Do you know anything about this?”
>Her smile is quickly wiped away and a look of suspicion now dons her face.
>”Why would she do something like that?”
>She's now leaning over her desk and staring at you with intense eyes.
>”Did you force her to do that?”
“What? No! Why the hell would I do that?”
>Pinkie still with an intense glare
>”Cross your heart, hope to fly?”
“What? What does hell does that-”
>”Do you!?” she interrupts you
>Man, a little bit of her goes a long way.
>Who the hell would agree to go with her to the prom?
>They probably want access to those tits of hers.
>...probably can't blame them for that
“Yes, whatever, damn!”
>You flail out your arms in frustration
>She goes back to a smile and sitting upright over her own desk
>”Okie Dokie Loki!”
>You open your mouth to say something but decide not to.
>Just let it be.
>>26815773
Love it! Please more!!! I need closure :D
>>26804698
I miss skcocevoli
>>26815956
me too, twas a good writefag
>>26815773
“Anyways, what can you tell me?”
>She then places her hand on her chin and her eyes roll up.
>Giving a thought
>”Well, she did say she didn't have a date for prom yet and was looking really hard for one. A lot of her teammates had a date already as well as all her friends who are boys”
>She furrows her brow and starts to stroke her chin like she had a goatee.
“You don't think at all it could be because of her... assured nature?”
>Way to sugarcoat it.
>Pinkie Pie likes sugar anyways.
>”Oh please Nonny, she's a big softie!” She waves you off
“Whatever you say.”
>You just shake your head
>Denial much?
>”Oh don't be such a negative Nate, Nonny, you two are great for each other!”
>You raise an eyebrow.
“How are we great for each other?”
>Well, you play sports right?”
“Y-Yeah, but that alone doesn-”
>You were cut off again.
>”Then that's all you need silly!”
>She smiles turning to her own desk.
“What the hell kind of logic is that!?”
>You throw your hands up again in frustration.
>”Oh hush Nonny, you and Dashie will have a great time at prom, and I'll now make sure of it!”
>She fist bumps her own chest proudly.
“But I-”
>This time you're interrupted by the bell signifying the start of class.
>>26816140
>Class goes by quickly.
>Since it was your last class, school is now over.
>You and Pinkie both grab your things and head out of the classroom together.
>”So are you meeting Dashie again today?”
>You shake your head.
“I have baseball practice today at the batting cages.”
>Pink continues her perky nature and begins to hop along the halls.
>”Alrighty then Nonny! Have fun and score a touchdown!”
“Wrong sport Pink!”
>You yell at her.
>She turns to you looking a bit confused.
>”Oh! Well..., score a goal?” A concerned look on her face as she tries to save face.
“No.”
>She looks a little more worried.
>”A three pointer?”
>You shake your head
>A look of sheer disappointment on your face.
>”...score a Century?”
>A Century?
“Are you fucking kidding me!?”
>Pinkie now has a look of horror on her face.
>Not knowing what to say.
>”A strikeout! There! Get a strikeout!”
>...
“Whatever, I'll get a strikeout”
>Close enough you suppose.
>”Excellent! Take care Nonny!”
>She rushes off down the hall without sating another word.
>You walk off campus to the nearest bus stop and head off downtown to the local batting cages.
>There actually wasn't an official practice today.
>But, being the star player that you are.
>You need to get ready for the upcoming season.
>So you'll go get some practice swings done for today.
all i have for now. for now. I kind of have a general idea of where to go but honestly it's mostly me just winging it.
I'll try to get one more update in a few hours. No promises though
>>26804698
bump
>>26816168
>Division servers down
fug
>The bus finally arrives to the stop closest to the batting cages.
>You get off and walk 3 more blocks to finally make it to the sports complex.
>It's a nice place for local baseball players can get some workouts done and extra coaching during the off season.
>It's mainly used by Crystal Prep players since they are a privately funded school and can afford all their players to come.
>Canterlot High is a little more hesitant on sending the whole team as each student costs a substantial amount of money.
>So the school opts to have 'tryouts' for Varsity players to earn the privilege to train here.
>It's somewhat a sweet deal
>But the requirements of keeping it are you must maintain a 3.5 GPA at all times and your parents much pony up a portion of the costs.
>You are not rolling in money by any stretch of the imagination.
>But your parents see it as an investment in your future.
>You walk in.
>Show your student ID to the woman at the front desk.
>She smiles sweetly and lets you pass in the grounds.
>You change into your gear.
>Do some light stretching.
>Field some ground balls.
>Throw some pitches
>Finally end the session with 200 swings in the batting cages.
>You intentionally let the last 3 pitches from the pitch machine zoom by you.
>There Pinkie.
>You struck out.
>You head back to the locker room.
>Change back into your street clothes and leave the facility.
>Waiting for the bus to come and take you home.
>>26817094
>You make it home as it gets dark outside.
>Not out of the ordinary.
>You climb the steps of the apartment building to the second floor.
>Open the door to your apartment where you and your parents live.
>You walk in and are greeted with a delicious smell coming from the kitchen.
>Seems like dinner is just about done.
>”Anon is that you!?”
>Mom yells from the kitchen.
“Yes mom.”
>”Welcome home dear. Your father is working a bit late tonight but he'll be home soon. Go ahead and shower and dinner will be done!”
“Ok.”
>You comply.
>You drop your stuff next to the couch in the living room.
>Which just so happens to be your room.
>That's right.
>You live in a single room apartment.
>Living room
>Kitchen.
>Stairs that lead up to the bathroom and the only bedroom.
>Which was your parents.
>They offered you the room when you moved in.
>You decided against it
>Sure there is no real privacy.
>But it's not like you have stuff to hide.
>You head upstairs and go shower.
>After the shower you head back downstairs to see that there was a plate of food on the kitchen table.
>You head to the kitchen and see your mother make a plate for herself.
>You sit down as does her.
>She looks at you with a warm smile.
>”So sweetie, how was school?”
>The usual question.
“Umm, it was... interesting.”
>You meekly say.
>”Oooh, care to tell?”
“I'll tell you when dad gets home.”
>On cue, the door opens from the front and you see your father walk in.
>He comes into the kitchen.
>”Oh man, long day I tell ya!”
>He gives off a small laugh and looks over all you
>”So how are you all doing today?”
>He then proceeds to the stove and helps himself to a plate of food and sits himself with the rest of you at the table.
>”Anon has something interesting to tell us.”
>Thanks mom, you wanted to wait a bit before we got to this.
>”Is that so? Well please do tell.” Your dad adds.
>Both parents are now looking at you.
>You give off a loud sigh.
>>26804698
I belive you're asking the wrong person
>>26817340
You gotta paste bin?
>>26804698
Bitch, you think that shit's free? I ain't made out of money.
>>26817340
“I... was asked out to prom by a girl.”
>Both parents just stare at you for a minute.
>Then both of their eyes go wide.
>Your mother clasps her hands over her mouth.
>Your father give you one of the biggest smiles you've seen from him.
>”That's great news Anon!” Your father proudly boasts.
>He gets up from the table to mover over towards you to give you a big hug.
>Mom still looks like she's on the verge of tears.
>”My baby boy is going to prom!”
>She coos and also gets up from her seat to come over to give you a big hug.
“Really guys, I don't see the big fuss in all this.”
>You say as they both let go of you and migrate back to their seats.
>”Anon, prom is an important time in a young persons life.”
>Your father explains.
>”It's one of the last times in your younger years where you can make some great memories and friends.”
>”Yes dear, and Anon, we love you very much and you have been an excellent son, but...”
>But?
>”Your father and I were a bit worried you would work yourself through all your youth. We just want you to live just a little. Take a load off of yourself and stop to smell the roses.
>”Yes son,” Your father adds “Adulthood will be harsh no matter what is in store for your future.”
>Both parents now both staring at you with sincere eyes.
>”We just don't want you to grow up with any regrets.” Your mother adds.
>You dart your eyes between your mom and dad.
>You kind of get where they are coming from.
>But you still want to blow up in their faces.
>But you're not one for confrontation.
>So you move on.
“But I don't even like this girl!”
>Your parents now have confused looks on their faces.
>>26817639
http://pastebin.com/u/BetAnonTheSecond
I haven't put this story up yet though
>>26817797
>”Always the gentleman.” Your father smiles as he praises you.
>”We're so proud of you honey.” Your mother chimes in with her hands over her chest.
>Dinner continues without another hitch.
>Then you realized something so you decided to speak up.
“Wait a minute. Where and how am I supposed to get a suit ready for this Saturday?”
>Your father looked up from his plate.
>”Say no more, I got this all covered!”
>He gives you a thumbs up and continues to eat dinner.
>You finish your dinner.
>Get up from the table.
>You head to the sink and wash your own plate and utensils.
>You then head into the living room and over to the desk in the corner of the room to work on your homework.
>During your homework, you pull out the note with Rainbow Dash's number.
>You then pull your own phone out to give her a text.
>Mostly to see if this is actually her number.
'This is Anon, is this Rainbow Dash?”
>You leave your phone alone for a few minutes and continue to finish your homework when it goes off with a beep.
>'Yep, it's me Anon. Now I got ur # as well, thx'
>Ok, it's her number
>Now what?
>What to say?
>Before you could think of a response, your phone beeps again with another text.
>'thx for coming with me 2 prom.'
'Yeah.'
>Is all you text back.
>You go back to your homework.
>You finish up and put all your books away and go online to see some of your online friends.
>You get on the MMO and do a few tasks with said friends when you decide to ask Dash something.
'The deal is still on, right?'
>You go back to playing for some time.
>Dash never responds.
>You get off the computer.
>Time for bed.
>Your parents have already gone upstairs.
>You go to the closet and grab some pillows and blankets.
>Lay them out over the couch and climb in
>It's not the best, but it's a living.
>Finally, your phone beeps with a message.
>'oh... yes'
>You stare at the message for a bit.
>It was her idea to pay you.
>You give it little more thought and decide to just sleep.
Story has been added to the pastebin
>>26817815
That will be all for tonight. As always comments and thoughts are welcome.
Like I said before, I'm pretty much just winging it for this one, so who knows how long it'll last
I've said it before and I'll say it again.
No girl in this school ever talks to me so why the hell would you?
Don't even answer, because I'll tell you why.
No girl will ever want to go to prom with me.
No girl will ever like me.
You're only inviting me to make fun of me. No doubt, you think a "nerd" or "loser" like me would jump at the chance to go to prom with a popular girl like you.
I would get all dressed up, fussing over every minor detail to make sure I looked good enough for you, only for you to pull some horrific prank and embarrass me when we get to the dance.
So no, I will not go to the prom with you.
In fact, I want to stay as far away from you as possible.
>>26818229
Anon better not be a dumb ass and avoid payment up front. If those billa aren't in his hand soon, he would be the ULTIMATE dumb ass. As in, if anything bad happened to him, he would literally have deserves it... Plus, he could probably use 50 or 60 bucks to buy her something nice, you know, as a "thank you" for giving him 500 dollars to sit and relax for an evening.
>>26818280
why have cringe threads when faggots like this one are around?
Bamp
>>26818229
Waiting
Bam
>>26804698
We had the exact same thread yestarday.
>>26820848
this is the thread from yesterday
>>26820868
I think he means the "I can't believe nobody asked me to the dance" thread
Which looking at this green. Really should have been in that thread.
>>26804698
bump
Stump
>>26818931
whats so cringe worthy?
>>26823829
because this >>26818280 is literally >pic related
>>26824699
please don't argue with memes, i have no desire to be a school shooter
i've never had people interested in my life. I just want to be left alone.
>>26804698
I'm not going
>>26817094
>division servers down
arent they always xD
Alright, home from work.
let's get some green cooking
>>26824699
>being fairly realistic
>this means you want to be a school shooter
Most women aren't just going to approach you for this kind of shit out of the blue if nobody has before. The sooner you accept this, the better.
Of course, I'm not going to be that articulate about it face to face and go on a rant that will just sound like compensating for lost ego no matter how I spin in. I'd more likely just say (mumble) "no thanks," and leave it at that.
>>26818229
>”Hey kid, time to get up.”
>You were awoken by your own father.
>He was your alarm clock
>Seeing as how you sleep in the living room.
>Your father heads to the kitchen and turns the light on.
>The bright light from the kitchen shines all the way to where you were and causes pain in your eyes.
>You slowly fall over the couch and onto the floor.
>Another method you use to wake yourself up.
>”Want some cereal?” Your father calls from the kitchen as he rummages through the cabinets.
“Mmmugh...”
>Very lazily do you answer and your father takes it as a yes.
>You get up and begin to fold up your blankets and set them to the side.
>You then grab some clothes from your dresser that doubles as a stand for the TV and throw them on.
>Your father is already in the kitchen having a small breakfast while leaving the cereal box and bowl on the table beside him.
>You have your breakfast.
>afterwords you wash the bowl, grab your backpack and baseball gear and head out with your father.
>In the mornings your father give you a ride to school on his way to work.
>”Have a great day at school, son.”
>He pats you on the head as you open the car door to get out.
“You have a good day at work.”
>You smile back at your dad as you get out and he dries off.
>It's still 6 AM at Canterlot High.
>A long time until school starts.
>You head over to the gymnasium and into the weight room to get an early morning workout.
>Most student athletes end up doing this.
>You change into your gum clothes
>Get a few reps in as well as some stretching in before taking a quick shower and finally be ready for the day.
>>26826236
>First bell rings for everyone to get to their first class.
>Pre-calculus.
>Someone kill you now.
>You hate Pre-Cal.
>You nod your way through class and soon enough it's over.
>You jet out of the room and head to your next class.
>Business/Economics.
>More manageable.
>You walk into class and notice a blond girl sitting near the back of the class room.
>She looks like something out of some country music video.
>White button up shirt with a denim skirt and cowboy boots.
>And to top it off a cowboy hat.
>The freckles on her cheeks add to her southern belle charm.
>She was also one of Rainbow Dash's friends.
>You decide to sit next to her and maybe try to learn more about your date-nondate.
“Hey there.”
>You say, facing her.
>She looks over to you and takes off her hat.
>”Howdy.” She replies as she lets her long blonde flocks flow from her hat.
>It's like something out of a shampoo commercial.
>”How can I help ya partner?”
>'partner?'
>That accent.
>Total southern country accent.
“Well, first of all my name is Anonymous” You extend your had out to her “Pleased to meet you.”
>She takes your hand and shakes it.
>Man, does she have an iron grip.
>>26815956
>>26816012
Have some Dash
>>26826574
fuck that green text made my summer. saying that makes me feel like a total loser, yay
>>26826608
it was a good green
>>26826608
>>26826678
Have some more Dash, remember the ride never ends
This is good green. Even if your winging it it's pretty good.
>>26826530
>”Well, pleased to meet ya Anonymous, mah name is Applejack.”
>You decide to try something.
“Now forgive me but I must start out by commenting what a lovely accent you have.”
>M'lady
>She gives off a giggle and shakes her head.
>”Ya don't say?”
>You nod in response.
“It really adds to your charm.”
>You smile at her.
>Man, if you had a fedora, you'd be tipping it right now.
>This is rather cheesy and pathetic right now.
>But she gives off a faint blush and looks down towards her desk.
>”Well shucks, that's mighty fine of ya to be complementin' me like that.” She then looks back at you. “But I gotta tell ya now, I already have a date to prom.”
>Damn
>Right off the bat?
>Are they all conceded like this?
>You laugh it off and wave your hand at her.
“No no, it's nothing like that. In fact, I had a few questions for you about Rainbow Dash”
AJ's look went from flattered to interested.
>”That so? What ya wanna know?”
>You give a shrug.
“That's the thing; where do I begin? The few times I have been in her presence she's been this brash, overconfident, narcissistic b-”
>You stop yourself from calling her a bitch in front of one of her good friends.
>Seems like she caught on that you were going to do so as she snaps her head to you with a semi glare on her face.
“Sorry, but she can be a bit of a pain.”
>You shrug your arms.
>She is still glaring at you for a second.
>Then it turns into an amused smile.
>“Heh heh, Yeah, she can be a bit of a bull in a china shop.”
>whatever the hell that is supposed to mean.
“...Yes, anyways, you see where I'm coming from. However, I'm asking you about her because she just asked me to prom.”
>Applejack now leans in to take a closer look at you.
>”So, yer the lucky stud whose gonna take Rainbow Dash to the prom eh?”
>She reaches over and smacks you over the shoulder.
>That almost hurt.
>Damn this bitch is strong.
“I don't know anything about being a stud...”
>>26826964
>You tell her but she shakes her head.
>”Let me tell ya sometin, Dash is a real hard head and hates losin' as much as she hates lazy people. If she had ya on her sights, ya must be some kind of good at some sport, right?”
>You thought about it for a second.
>She was super athletic and always won at everything she did as far as you know.
“Well, I am the captain of the baseball team..”
>”See? I knew there was somethin she saw in ya!”
>She smacks you in the same shoulder.
>This time it hurt.
>You winced and AJ noticed.
>”Ah, Sorry bout that, mah brother an I got plenty'a muscle.”
>She flexes her arm and winks at you.
“Hey, mah brother was on yer team ain't he? Ya may know him!”
>You look a bit confused.
“Who is your brother?”
>”Name is Big Mac.”
>Big Mac.
>The name does ring a bell.
>But he's never played for the baseball team.
>That you're sure of.
“I don't think he's ever played for the baseball team, AppleJack.
>She looks at you weirdly.
>”Ya sure? Last year he hit a guy so hard he had to be taken to ta hospital!”
>You've heard that story, but that was at a fooball game.
>Oh...
“That's football, AppleJack, not baseball.”
>She looks confused again
>”Which one is baseball? Is it like football but with no pads?
>Rugby...
>You let out a hefty sigh and shake your head.
“Never mind that, it's a sport we have.”
>What has become of the sport you love...
>”Well, anyways, ya should try ta hang out with Dashie for a night and get ta know her better, best thing ta get ta know a lady is by spendin time wit' er.”
>Sound advice
“You're right, I should”
>You give her an impressed look.
>She slightly waves you off with another smile as she turns back to her desk.
>”Good luck, stud.” She gives you one more wink and then faces the front of the class.
>The bell rings for class to begin.
>>26827185
>Lunch time rolls around.
>You sit at your usual spot.
>Eat your usual banana.
>You decide to try and ask Dash out.
>Her, nor any of her friends are in the cafeteria today.
>You pull your phone out and text her.
'Hey Dash, where are you today?'
>You wait a few minutes before your phone goes off.
>'wit friends at band practice, sup?'
>Hm, you forgot she was in a band.
'I was wondering if you maybe wanted to hang out after school today or tomorrow?'
>you wait for a response.
>And wait.
>And wait.
>And wait.
>Still nothing.
>The bell rings for lunch to end and time to head to the next class.
>It was then your phone finally beeped.
>'I got a track meet today. Meet me tomorrow after practice on the field?'
>You do have a game after school tomorrow.
>But the game starts at 2 PM, so by the time the game should, Dash should be finished with her practice.
'I have a baseball game, but we'll be on campus for the game, come by the baseball field when you're finished tomorrow.'
>'K, i'll try not to sleep! xP'
>...
>Whatever.
>it's a date.
>Or something.
>You auto pilot the rest of the day.
>Pinkie tries to talk your ear off in last period.
>You just blankly nod to everything she says.
>Your brain in another place.
>After school you head to the baseball field for practice.
>Practice goes off well.
>You go home.
>Shower.
>Eat dinner.
>Do homework.
>Play some games.
>Go to sleep.
>>26804698
Dash, I'm old enough to be your da...your dad's younger brother.
Ah hell, why not, you're old enough.
>>26827391
Good so far. Hope to see you continue.
>>26809388
Where did you get that picture of me?
>>26804698
Isn't bringing someone over 21 to prom illegal?
>>26827625
Hopefully tonight too. I really want to see where this goes
>>26827391
>Morning comes
>Same routine.
>During the car drive, your dad looks over to you
>”So I called in a favor from a good friend and I got your prom suit all taken care of.”
>This surprised you.
“How'd you manage that?”
>Your dad just smiles.
>A good buddy of mine's wife works for a tailor and suit rental place, he owed me a favor from some years ago and now I'm calling it in. you'll have a suit for next to nothing.”
>Your father was always a kind of hustler.
>Always working deals with his friends and others stacking up favors for rainy days.
>Your dad may not have much book smarts
>But you admire your dad's seemingly limitless knowledge of street smarts and bartering skills.
“Thanks dad.”
>He then ruffles your hair.
>”Anything for you little man.”
>You get to school.
>You do your morning workouts.
>Get through the day.
>Baseball game.
>It's a home game against some inner City school.
>Bunch of scrubs really.
>Too bad you lost a lot of senior talent last year and now have scrubs from JV on your team now.
>>26827775
>You have a damn good game.
>4 for 5 with 3 home runs.
>Batted in 3 more runs.
>A walk
>Which led to 2 stolen bases.
>Too bad your pitcher has no concept of a curve ball or change up and he gave up every run you earned.
>You lost 7-9
>This is going to be a long year.
>After the game you start to head to the locker to shower when you notice Rainbow Dash sitting atop the bleachers.
>Was she watching?
>How long was she there?
>She then gets up from her seat and heads down to meet up with you.
>”What's up Anon?”
>She also looks dolled up.
>Did she prepare for this?
>She's wearing a rainbow tank top with a blue skirt with a red frilly outline.
>A Purple rope like bets wrapped around her slim waistline.
>Purple sleeve like fingerless gloves with long red tube socks that go up to her knees.
“Hey...”
>She then gives you a mischievous smile.
>”What was with that performance, loser?”
>She nudges you with her elbow
>Loser?
“Loser? I carried my team to where they were!”
>“And you still lost!”
“Baseball is a team sport, Dash! It's not like soccer or basketball where one person makes all the difference!”
>Already not off to a good start.
>”That sounds like loser talk, Anon.”
>Holy hell this bitch.
>She starts to giggle.
“Whatever, I'm going to change and I'll be ready to go.”
>She shrugs and sits back at the bleachers.
>”I'll be waiting here.”
>>26827789
>You go and shower in the locker room.
>You come back out to see Dash waiting for you on the bleachers like she said.
>She takes notice of you and gets up and walks to you.
>”Alright, so where do you wanna go?”
>You shrug your shoulders.
“Hell if I know, not like I have any money to do anything really.”
>She raises an eyebrow over your comment.
>”No money? What? Is your family poor or something?”
>Really?
“Actually Rainbow, yes, my family is poor.”
>A hint of venom in your words.
>And Dash got the hint.
>She backs off a bit and lowers her head.
>”O-Oh, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..”
>She stumbles her words and you cut her off.
“Why did you think I took you up on your offer for prom?”
>Those words seems to have hurt Dash.
>She turns away from you.
>”You really did only do this for the money?”
“To be honest Dash? I did, in my situation, you don't just get an offer for that kind of money.”
>Rainbow Dash sighs.
>”Why even have this date then?”
>You open your mouth to say something.
>Nothing comes out.
>Why were you doing this again?
>>26826236
>getting up at 5:30am to catch a ride with your parent and getting to school 2 hours before it stars and a 45 minutes before scruffy gets there to unlock the door.
I know the feel all to well, shit sucked until i got my own wheels.
>>26827962
>To get to know her?
>Why?
>You were only supposed to take her to prom, show face and that's it.
>Easiest $500 you can make.
>Then your parents words resonate in your head.
>'prom is an important time in a young persons life'
>' It's one of the last times in your younger years where you can make some great memories and friends.'
>Maybe you can make a friend out of it?
“I.. I just. Well, if I'm taking you to prom, I kind of want to enjoy my time as well. Even if it means getting to know you.”
>Half truth.
>You still want the money.
>She turns back to you.
>Still looks a little sad.
>But a smile begins to creep from her lips.
>”I assume you don't have a car either then?”
>You shake your head.
>”She has a full on smile now.
>”Come with me, I have a car.”
>You follow her into the school parking lot.
>You reach her car.
>It's a fairly new looking jeep.
>Of course.
>”Go ahead and toss your stuff in the back.”
>You oblige.
>You then get into the passenger seat.
>Dash gets in the drivers seat and you exit the school.
“Where are we going?”
>Rainbow gives a small shrug.
>”The mall always seems like a good first time thing. We can hit the arcade.”
>That's the first thing she's said ever that you liked.
“Good enough for me.”
All I have for tonight. I really wanted to get to the date but that'll have to wait for tomorrow as it is late and I have work in the morning.
I'll lurk some more for a few more minutes if anyone has anymore questions.
>>26828012
Why does Anon skirt around asking her friends why she wants Anon, also not calling out on Rainbow being a oblivious cunt as well as her friends, and why is he tolerating everyone he has to talk to forget about him?
Also Pastebin updated.
>>26817815
>>26828060
sweet
>>26828012
I just don't know why Anon is putting up with her shit, sure he has to keep up good appearances to keep the money in check, but it just feels like he shouldn't be going through this much trouble over her when he doesn't even like her. Hell you even said this in your own green and I can't see this as just being convenient story telling.
I'll wait and see what happens next but with someone like Anon, it just seems like they are connecting way to easily.
>>26828045
As far as I'm concerned Anon is still a teenager in this story so he's really not thinking this all the way through. All the girl troubles are the least of his worries.
I'm also sure with Anon he wouldn't mind too much if he could end up with a gf after this.
also plot advancement.
>>26828122
Ah, I grumble but accept the answer.
>>26828122
Has anyone really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look more like?
Of course Dash, who could say no to someone as awesome as you?
>>26807777
>“The answer is no, take a pineapple or something.”
Fucking kek
>>26828107
I did say that I was winging this. so I had a feeling I was going to step all over my own story. I apologize for not being a good enough writer to catch such mistakes
But like I said before, Anon is a teenager and secretly hopes to get something more out of this. Even if I didn't explicitly write it down(yet)Plus she's probably rich and he's poor, a good chance to nab a sugar mama
>>26828185
naw man it's all good, your story is what you write it to be. Keep at it!
Having extra goals for anon that have not been revealed to us can fix the little plot holes, like extorting money from dash or simply trying to make his parents proud. What ever you decide to come up with can, imo keep the story on track.
https://soundcloud.com/john-phillips-961702795/pfc-rap
>>26815956
Oh shit I remember he did a story similar to this, where Anon and Dash rode bikes and played video games. Anybody got a pastebin for him so I can read that again?
>>26817797
>mfw I didn't go to prom
>mfw I didn't go to any grad parties
>>26828107
500 buckaroos is a good haul mang
>>26828416
>mfw I went
>mfw I mostly stood around the snack table and watched everyone else do shit
Had some good ass food, so I can't complain.
>>26805612
>
bumpinwith pony
>Got gud at doing shit in band
>Random gf out of no where
>mfw she went to prom with one of her friends instead
>"She's a good friend of mine" she said
Anyways, I regret murdering that cunt
>>26828240
http://pastebin.com/JZCtrvBE
Is baseball being an unpopular sport just a meme or it really is?
>>26831149
Soccer is.
>>26831433
>soccer
wtf is that?
>>26831542
Football is what yuropoors call it.
>>26831149
It's not as popular as it used to be. But a lot of people still like it.
>>26831609
>yuropoors
if an amerifag posted it than thats just HORRIBLE irony
>>26832163
Britain has an worse obesity problem, but they have no problem using Amerifats when Mexico is actually the fattest country. How's that for irony?
>>26832187
only ironic if mexicans say "amerifats"
post
>>26804698
What's in it for me?
>>26804698
I'm 23, how old are you? Sixteen is legal here.
>>26832795
Wow, he may be a robot in disguise, but nothing can hide those tears.
>>26832833
Because he knows what's next
>>26832842
>>26833539
>>26833545
wut
>>26834234
not wut, but hoo
>>26832163
What?
>>26831149
As far as I can tell, it's still a popular sport.
But it seems like it doesn't resonate with the modern youth.(I'm 29, fyi) mostly because it's, for the most part, not a fast paced sport.
anyways, I'm home from work.
>>26835850
then cont. writefag
>>26835850
do it so i can continue loving you
>>26827642
Man, I don't know what you're talking about but that's literally me.
>>26828012
>Some minutes pass.
>Not a word between you two.
>rainbow Dash has the radio on to a top 40 station
>Nothing spectacular is playing.
>Rainbow Dash is a fucking speed demon though.
>Continually going way over the speed limit.
>Cutting off other drivers.
>How the hell did she get her license?
“You know, it's not a race Dash.”
>You tell her nervously.
>Wanting to make it out alive.
>She looks over to you.
>”What's the matter Anon? Too fast for you?”
>You're now holding on to the handle above the door to prevent you from swaying in your seat.
“Speed is fine, but on a freeway Dash! You don't need to be going 70 in a 45 zone!”
>She scrunches her face, but obliges and actually slows down.
>”Aww. You're no fun.”
>You let go of the handle and calm down yourself.
“Sometimes being no fun is what keeps you alive and out of jail.”
>She lets out a girly giggle.
>”Alright Mr. Safety.”
>A few more minutes pass by.
>She's driving at a reasonable speed now.
>This could be good conversation time.
>”So Anon, what's your story?”
>Ice breaker.
“My story? As in...?”
>”Tell me some stuff about yourself.”
>You look out the window at the small Canterlot skyline in the distance.
“My name is Anonymous, I'm 17 years old and I play Baseball in the Spring and I Wrestle in the Winter at Canterlot High School.”
>Dash give you a slight nudge.
>”I know all of that about you already! I mean about your family.”
>She begins to snicker.
>”Well, I didn't know you liked to grab and hug other dudes in the winter.”
>You facepalm
>>26836296
“For fucks sake Dash, Is every sport you don't play inferior to you!?”
>You snap at her.
>She looks a bit confused, if not a bit worried.
>”It was just a joke Anon, I joke with all my friends...”
>You throw your arms up in the tiny yet spacious jeep.
“That's the thing, Dash, we AREN'T technically friends! I don't know you, you don't know me, We don't even know each others situation! What gives you the delusion we were friends before this?”
>Her look goes from confused to annoyed.
>”Pinkie Pie introduced us to each other at one of her parties!”
“Keyword being 'introduced'! Pink set us up because we both played a sport. When you found out I played baseball you scoffed and said 'that's not a sport!'”
>Your voice a little heightened
“Not a very good start to a friendship, I might say, and you spend most of the party following me around and butting in all the conversations I had with my other friends still taking minor jabs at me. How do you expect me to feel about you after that was my first impression of you?”
>Her face then goes from annoyance to sombre.
>”I was only joking, If you talk to any of my friends, they'll tell you the same thing...”
>You do remember both Pinkie and AppleJack say she was a bit difficult to deal with.
“With your brash attitude and constant banter, being 'one of the guys'. I'd swear you were a lesbian.”
>She looks to you and raises an eyebrow.
>”Yeah, I'd be awesome enough for both genders!” She puff her chest out with pride.
>Did she just admit to be bisexual?
“Another thing there, the arrogance with you!”
>She looks to you again.
>”It's only arrogance to you because I'm a girl!”
>You try to say something to her but she cuts you off.
>”I need to be confident with everything I do, especially in the male machismo oozing sports world because if I don't you guys would walk all over me and not respect me!”
>You open your mouth to say something again.
>But this time nothing comes out.
>>26836696
>You kinda see where she's coming from?
>You really don't have an answer back.
>And you really don't want to go down this path with her.
>You drop the subject.
>More awkward silence.
>”...I mean, c'mon Anon, you gotta admit keeping another dude pinned down while you're on top of him is kiiiiiiinda gay.”
>She smiles and looks over to you.
>You return hers with a small grin looking away from her.
“Yeah, I'd keep you pinned down while I'm on top of you.”
>You let slip.
>Your eyes go wide as you realized what you just said.
>Rainbow Dash... doesn't look mad?
>”Heh, yeah, I'd love to see you try, stud.”
>Well that escalated quickly.
>Awkward silence again.
“That was a joke.”
>”Yeah, a joke”
>Neither of you look at each other.
>Finally, you make it to the shopping mall.
>You both exit the midnight purple jeep and both head into the large complex.
>Endless shops for clothes, shoes, games
>The list goes on.
>You both were here for one reason.
>The arcade.
>You both make your way downstairs.
>At the end of the mall, lays the arcade
>A large dimly lit room with endless amounts of games.
>Fighting games, racing games, rhythm games, racing games, you name it.
>Dash pulls out her wallet and takes out several bills and exchanges them for credit cards.
>For the arcade only, of course.
>She hands you one of the credit cards and moves in front of you.
>”Alright, where do you want me to kick your butt in first!?”
>She yells over the loud sounds emitting from the arcade.
“Let's try Initial P!”
>The racing game.
>You bot head to the machine and enter the pods for the game
>You look over to Dash's screen and she chooses the fastest car in the game.
>This game isn't about what car is the fastest, but more of who has more control.
>So you choose accordingly.
>Sure enough, she picks the course with the most windy turns.
>”Ready!?” She proclaims.
“Yeah!”
>The race begins
>>26804698
Prom is for losers, bruh.
>>26836909
He better not warm up to this cunt, I swear to Christ.
>>26836960
I hope he does
>>26837079
No bitches don't deserve nice things, especially rich and rude cunts.
>>26836960
>>26837110
Ayy lmao
>>26836909
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0h4kKagG8JE
>It goes about how you expect.
>You leave her in your dust.
>and she can't believe it.
>”What the hell!?”
>She's holding onto her head.
>Now looking at you
>You're just laughing.
>”I want a rematch! Same course!”
>You shrug your shoulders.
“Your funeral!”
>Another race
>And another decisive victory.
>She's pissed now.
>Lightly banging her head on the steering wheel
>Making her mad is kind of fun.
>”Whatever, next game!”
>She hops out of the seat and heads off deeper into the arcade and points out a game to you
>'Them's Fightin' Herds'
>A game where barn yard animals fight each other.
>The hell?
>Whatever.
>You stand next to dash and slide your card to play.
>And she beats you.
>She throws her fists in the air.
>”Awww Yeah, Rainbow Dash with the win!”
>She side bumps you.
>”Wanna go at it again!?”
>You shrug.
“Sure.”
>She wins again.
>Fighting games aren't your thing.
>They're obviously her's
>And she's celebrating again.
>”Yeah! Had enough!?:
>You shrug your shoulders again.
“We could always play the racing game again”
>You smile as she frowns at your suggestion.
>You both play the basketball hoop game for some tickets.
She gets more tickets than you.
There's a soccer penalty kick game.
>Which she wins as well.
>You play a shooting game together.
>A nice change of pace since now Dash is playing with you.
>Afterwords you hand Dash your tickets you won from the hoops game so she can get whatever she wants from the ticket vendor.
>She seemed genuinely excited about this.
>As she head over to the counter you take one last walk around the arcade.
>One game catches your eye.
>'Fist of The North Star'?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q58bIVsklAs
>Yes please.
>You have at it for a few rounds.
>Dash is still occupied with the ticket vendor.
>You continue to walk around one more time.
>One more game catches your eye.
>'Dance Dance Revolution...'
>>26836909
>Initial P
Mah nigga. I just see this race in my head.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ebtx_cJ0OfM
>>26837273
>Now here's a game you used to love to play.
>And boy did you obsess over it.
>If you got up to a certain level, it was fantastic leg strength training.
>Also good endurance as well.
>You decide to give it a go to see if you still got it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WUtfUnIQU18
>Yeah, you still got it.
>You got the blood flowing now.
>Before you could kick it up a notch, you hear a voice from behind you.
>”Yeah, that was pretty good.”
>You look to see Rainbow Dash.
>Holding a baby blue pony plush that looks a lot like her.
>She walks up to you and hands you the plush.
>”Step aside, let me show you how it's done.”
>You step off and watch her pick her song.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dMzMzYEuGUU
>Damn she's good.
>She hops off the machine triumphantly.
>Dash wipes the sweat off her forehead and give you a smug look
>”Whaddaya think of that!?”
>Now you've been challenged.
>Fuck it.
>Let go into overdrive
“Oh I've got something for you.”
You toss the plush back at her and head back on the machine.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hromx6HeN_w
>Your legs now hate you.
>You don't care.
>Dash just has a look of utter shock.
>Mouth agape and everything.
>Totally worth it.
>>26804698
No.
Baseball is pretty boring to watch. I mean so are soccer and football, but baseball takes the cake. Perhaps you have to be good at the sport to enjoy it?
>>26837530
>You rest yourself on the back bar of the arcade.
>Still trying to catch your breath.
>Letting your legs de-cramp.
>”Ok Anon, I admit you're awesome.”
>You let out a small laugh.
>You barley get back up.
>Your legs are still like jello.
“I think we're done for tonight!”
>You proclaim as you dramatically drop from the platform that was a whooping 3 inches from the ground.
>Dash shrugs and nods in agreement.
>You both exit the arcade.
>”Wanna grab a smoothie? My treat.”
>Smoothies sound good right about now.
>Especially a free one.
>You simply nod without saying a word.
>You both head over to the fruit smoothie stand in the middle of the mall.
>Dash gets a strawberry vanilla smoothie.
>You opt for a tropical fruit smoothie.
>Smoothies in hand, you both head back to Dash's car and begin to head home.
>You have to give her directions.
>”So when did you learn to play DDR like that?”
“It was something I did as a kid. I used to live next door to a small comic book store that had a machine in their back room. They only charged 50 cents per game. I used to run all over town looking for change to play.”
>Dash gives a laugh.
>”That's a cute story.”
>You nod.
“It was really good back then because it strengthened my legs and kept me in shape as a kid.”
>You make it to your apartment complex.
>>26837868
>You notice your dad's car is in it's stall.
“Well, Rainbow Dash, I have to admit I had a pretty good time.”
>Dash smiles at you.
>”I had an awesome time with you.”
>You look over to your apartment, then back at Dash.
“Aren't you going to say something about my place?
>She shakes her head
>”I won't do that anymore, I promise.”
>You raise an eyebrow at her.
>Before you can say something, someone sticks their head in your passenger side window you forgot to roll up.
>”ARRWARWARWARWARWARWAWR!!!”
>Both you and Dash scream and yell in freight as the culprit begins to laugh
>”Relax Anon, it's me!”
>Dad?
“What the hell dad!?”
>Your heart racing.
>You're sure Dash's is racing as well.
>”I'm sorry son, I just saw you here with this lovely lady and I just couldn't resist!”
>Way to embarrass your son, dad.
>”Well, son, aren't you gonna introduce me? Is this your prom date?”
>He asked excitedly.
>You sigh.
“Dad, this is Rainbow Dash, Rainbow Dash? This is my dad.”
>He extends his had over you to Rainbow Dash.
>She complies and grabs it and they shake hands.
>”It is a pleasure to meet you, Rainbow Dash, I hope my son has been treating you well.”
>Dash nods her head and smiles.
>”Yes sir, he's been a fine gentleman tonight.”
>Your father returns her smile.
>”Excellent, we raised him to be a fine young man! We did!”
>Ugh, stop it dad and just go!
>”Well, I better get back in, your mother has dinner ready, don't take too long yourself!”
>He tells you as he is about to leave when then.
>”Actually, Miss Dash, if you haven;t eaten yet, would you like to join us for dinner?”
>No no no no no no!
“Dad, I thi-”
>You tried to protest, but your dad cut you off.
>”Now now son, let the lady decide.”
>Dash looks super excited.
“I would love to join you guys for dinner.”
>Fuck.
>”Wonderful! We're having Spaghetti.”
>Of fucking course.
>>26837883
>”You can park in any spot that doesn't have an overhead and Anon will lead you inside!”
>He then darts off back into the apartment.
and that'll be it for tonight. Once again, I'll be around to chat and answer questions.
>>26837867
I remember there being a study that showed most people who likes baseball was because it was presented to them at a young age via a father figure. like they teach you the rules and rituals
Ken Burns baseball documentary has many fantastic quotes that link the subject with father-son relationships and baseball. if anyone is even remotely interested and likes documentaries, it was well worth watching.
It's true for me since my father played baseball and my older brother used to take me to games when I was a kid.
>>26837883
Fucking awesome dad, had me a good kek.
Also Pastebin now updated
>>26817815
>>26828240
>>26831129
>Start reading Green
>Same format as mine.
fug
>>26837911
Ah. My father taught me soccer because that was what he grew up playing. Picked up football because 'merica. I guess since baseball doesn't make that much of a spectacle out of the sport (i.e. the Supee Bowl and all the commercials and shit, or the world cup for soccer), I was never really interested.
Do you play baseball anymore?
Anyway, that's some great green, anon.
>>26838060
it's okay friend
i was recently thinking about skcocevoli's story, wanted another one like it, then you come along
do continue good sir
>>26838073
I never got any higher than little league.
Still watch it religiously though.
it also helps if you live near a winning franchise, those will make lifers out of you
>>26838156
Yeah I never got to play officially but I help my little brother practice for his high school sports. Proud of the little bastard, he's an amazing goalie.
Anyway, goodnight based writefag. Will try to keep the thread bumped.
>>26837883
I need a new pair of sides
>>26838060
Anon, write your story and fug the haters and remember that skcocevoli is proud of you
>>26828416
>>26829341
>mfw I just sat with the teachers to play vidya on my tablet
>mfw I only came for the top-class food
Bumparino
>>26836960SWEAR TO ME!
>>26804698
Stay away TOP CUNT!
>>26838060
dude theres a good difference between the two in your green anon despites her atleast
please sir may i have some more
bump bump
double bump
triple bump
>>26804698
Of course id love to impregnate you.
>>26804698
bump
Man, traffic really has gotten worse here.
Anyways, home from work. gonna eat dinner and then green.
>>26837883
I really, really wish I had even mediocre writing skills so I could finish stories like these. They always seem to die out right before I get here D:
>>26845175
good man
>>26837883
>Dash parks her car in an empty spot.
>You get out and grab your things from the back.
>Dash locks up.
>You lead her up the stairs and stop right in front of your door.
>You sigh.
>Here goes nothing.
>You open the door and let Dash go in ahead of you and you follow behind.
“Welcome to casa de Anonymous.”
>You sarcastically tell her.
>Time to see if she truly will not hound you about your situation.
>You keep an eye on her and notices she has a look of wonder.
>”Your room up stairs I assume?”
>You don't say anything.
>She looks over to you.
>”Anon?”
>You just stare blankly at her and shrug.
“Wanna see my room that bad?”
>You give her a sly smile.
>She gives you a push.
>”Oh please Anon, Take it one step at a time.”
>You give her a monotone chuckle.
“Ha ha ha ha-good, because you're in my room.”
>Her eyes go wide again.
>”Wait, what?”
>She looks all over the living room.
“You heard me, this is my room. It's only a one bedroom.”
>You can tell she wants to say something negative.
>You can feel it.
>”Is it just you and your parents?”
>...Wasn't expecting that.
“...Uh, yeah, it's just us.”
>She says nothing else and just browses the small living room.
>Stopping next to the stairs where there is a book case of all the trophies you've won throughout your youth.
>”Equestria State Baseball League MVP.”
“That was from last year when we won the State Championship.”
>She nods and looks at more of your trophies.
>You've won MVP's in pretty much all the leagues you've played in.
>”Dinner's ready!”
>You hear your dad yell from the kitchen.
>You head into the inferno that is Rainbow Dash meeting your parents.
>>26845686
welcome back you legend
>>26845686
I'm ready for spaghetti
>>26845686
He's alive :D
>>26845686
>You both walk into the kitchen.
>Both your parents are standing together with wide grins on their faces which gets wider when both of you enter.
>Your mother is the first to rush to where Rainbow Dash is.
>”Ooooh, it's so nice to meet you! I'm Anon's mom!”
>She clasps both Dash's hands and brings them up to her chest.
>”It's nice to meet you too Ma’am. I'm Rainbow Dash”
>Dash matches her enthusiasm with a big grin on her face.
>You can't tell if it's a farce or if she genuinely is excited to meet you mom.
>”Of course we briefly met in the parking lot a minute ago.”
>Your father chimes in from behind your mom.
>Waving his hand over to Dash.
>”Please, come and have a seat and help yourself!”
>He adds as he pulls out a chair for her to sit at your small dinner table.
>You sit to her left and to your mother's right
>Right across from your dad.
>With all 4 of you seated, you all help yourself to the big bowl of spaghetti in the middle of the table.
>Assorted bowls of different sauces to add to your pasta.
>A bowl of salad and sliced french bread.
>You grab a small portion of everything and start to eat.
>Your mother is the first to enable dinner conversation.
>”It's so nice to finally meet one of Anon's little girlfriends!”
>Right off the bat you choke on your spaghetti.
“She's not my girlfriend mom!”
>Dash lets out a small giggle in the corner of your eye.
>Mom waves you off.
>”Oh, you know what I mean sweetie!”
>Now it's your dad's turn to laugh.
>”Yeah son, she's a girl, and she's your friend!” He holds out his left hand, “Girl.” then he hold out his right hand, “Friend.” and brings them together, “Girlfriend! See?”
>Was that supposed to be funny?
>Your mom apparently thinks so.
I have to comment because this just happened with the last post.
You can't make this shit up
>>26845983
HOLY IT SHIT IT IS A SIGN! POST MOAR FAGGOT!
>>26845983
All the spaguetti
>>26845948
>She lets out a laugh and then turns back to Dash.
“So tell me Rainbow Dash, when did you meet our Anon?”
>She takes a bite of bread and looks to your mom.
>”We kind of knew each other since freshman year. We met through a mutual friend. We didn't talk much but we had a mutual respect for each other since we're both really into sports.”
>Bullshit.
>That was when she was a total cunt then.
>Granted, now she's explained that was her nature.
>You still weren't friends then.
>Whatever.
>Just keep eating.
“Oh, another student athlete? What sports do you play Miss Dash?”
>She puffs out her chest in pride.
>”What sport don't I play? I'm the captain of the girls, soccer, basketball, volleyball and badminton teams!”
>Your dad nods with an impressed look on his face.
>”Never not active, that's impressive. What do your parents think of that?”
>Her face goes from confidence, to sorrowful in a millisecond.
>”Well..., they're proud of me for sure, but, they're never really around.”
>She stares down at her food.
>”They're business execs for a multinational corporation, so they're usually on the move. Most of the time only one of them is home and there are periods where neither of them are home.”
>Silence for a bit.
>Your mom chimes in.
>”Oh honey, I'm so sorry.”
>Rainbow Dash looks back up with the most obvious fake smile you've ever seen.
>”It's ok, really! I have plenty of friends to keep me company!”
>Both parents look at each other for a minute. Then back at Dash.
>”Alright,” Your father tells her. “That's fine, but speaking of sports, your school must have a girls softball team, doesn't it?”
>This should be good.
>>26846240
kek. girls softball. how much more degrading can it get?
>>26846240
>girls softball
>>26846240
boo hoo, I am a rich cunt that pisses everyone off but still has friends, and I wonder why Anon isn't so excited to date me even though am a bitch to him the entire time I know him, up until I tell him ill pay $500 for him to go on a date with me because no one else can stand to be around me. Go fuck yourself Dash
>>26846348
Dude, chill.
>>26846348
Jesus man its just a story.
>>26846240
>Dash smiles and giggles to herself.
>”Heh heh, you see, Anon and I had a falling out over this.” She looks over to you for a second. “I sold the sport short, and never gave it it's due, I didn't think it was challenging enough. I would always call it boreball”
>Your dad just laughs.
>”Boreball! That's a new one. Is that what the youth thinks of the sport nowadays? Man, I used to play the sport a long time ago and taught the game to Anon, so he is passionate about it. But I must tell you to give it a try, there's a lot more to it than you think.”
>Dash just nods.
>”Maybe...”
>Your dad then adds.
>”Maybe one of these days you should have Anon take you to the batting cages so you can give it a try.”
>You finally speak up.
”Now hold on, I don't think I can bring guests to the facility.”
>”I'm sure you can, I mean, I go with you a lot of the times.”
>Your dad refutes your previous statement.
>You roll your eyes and go back to your food.
>”Our Anon is quite the star athlete himself.”
>Your mother starts to boast about you.
>”Star baseball player and wrestler. I also believe some colleges have already been scouting him!”
>Dash looks aback at you with an impressed look.
>”That is impressive, but I still don't get the wrestling.”
>Your dad begins to laugh.
>Oh no..
>>26846474
>Don't tell me.
>”He used to be really into pro wrestling as a kid.”
>He's doing it.
>”Always wanted to be a wrestler as a kid.”
>Your mother chimes in.
>”He used to run around the apartment in his underwear and would hit his father with a folding chair. It was adorable!”
>Everyone is now laughing.
>Good god this is a nightmare.
>You slam your fist on the table but hit the edge of your place and send spaghetti all over your lap.
>”Ha! Look! Anon spilled his spaghetti!”
>Ugh, Dad.
>Shut up.
>Just shut up.
>Everyone.
>You kick yourself out of your seat and storm out of the kitchen.
>”Hey Anon, where are you going?”
>Your mom calls out to you.
>You don't answer.
>You open the front door and step outside.
>You hang out over the railing.
>”Hey Anon, what happened back there?”
>Rainbow Dash comes out to see you.
>You just glare at her.
“You! You need to leave.”
>Dash is taken aback.
“Why!? What did I do?”
“You and your stupid fucking fake front of 'aww I'm all alone and rich, woe is me. But I still have friends!' Just leave, the deal is off!”
>Dash just stands there.
>First there is a look of shock.
>Then one of anger.
>Then one of apathy.
>”I thought we were having a connection earlier today...”
>You don't say anything.
>You still just glare at her.
>”Fine!”
>She then storms away and down the stairs.
>She gets into her car and drives off.
>You walk back into the apartment and slam the door shut.
>You then see your parents standing in the living room together.
>A look of disappointment on their faces.
>”What deal?”
>Your father asks.
>His tone of voice no longer the vibrant, lively and playful one that you were so used to hearing.
>You let out a heavy sigh.
>You explain to them about how Dash proposed to pay you $500 to take her to prom.
>How you truly felt about her.
>Your parents continue to just stand there.
>Your mom shakes her head and leaves back to the kitchen to clean up.
>>26846522
>Your father just continues to stare at you.
>He lets out a big sigh and he just walks past you and heads upstairs to his room.
>The rest of the night is a silent one.
>Once your mother finishes up she heads upstairs as well and goes into the room.
>Neither of them come out for the rest of the night.
>You shower, do your homework and just go straight to bed.
>You've had enough for one day
That's all for today. As always I'll hang around for some time.
>>26846522
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO wat r u doin
>>26828240
>>26831129
Been looking for this green for fucking forever
I love you Anonsyishomo
>>26846522
not sure if I should cringe or feel sad :(
I love the story progression so far, btw
>>26846540>>26846522
YESSSSSSSSSS! Bout fucking time he called her out.
>>26846522
Should I keep it alive through the night, or just keep refreshing the pastebin tomorrow?
>>26846541
Giving Dash the reaction she deserved.
>>26846540
Damn I know dash can be a bitch but it's pretty obvious she actually likes anon more than a friend. He was being kind of a dick.
>>26846569
Even so still no excuse for being a bitch sense she meets him, only to back peddle for her convenience. Fuck Dash.
>>26846540
sheeiiiit
>>26846588
True. I'd still fuck her though.
>>26846609
that's fair.
>>26846625
Still an undeserving cunt though.
>>26846634
Nothing better than a hate fucking.
>>26846651
Nah if you hate it, don't stick your dick in it. Same with crazy.
>>26846669
hes right you know
>>26846540
YESSSS I've been waiting for this moment and it didn't disappoint. Good shit Anon, hype level intensifies.
>>26846669
So close to quads.
>>26846669
forgot pic
>>26846691
I am good for being the devil.
>>26846567
The story is still far from over from what I can tell. especially since I now have an ending in mind. I'm pretty sure I can fit the story in one thread.
>>26846725
Just gonna say for myself, I might bitch about it, but I will read it.
>>26846725
Nice. Can't wait to read the rest.
>>26846669
I dated a crazy chick once. Well I didn't know she was crazy until after we started having sex. Great sex but that bitch was nuts.
>>26846797
>I didn't know she was crazy
Bitches be crazy. No exceptions.
>>26846822
>>26846822
Well she seemed pretty chill at first. But long story short I had to change my phone number and thankfully I was already moving from my apartment.
Pastebin updated
>>26817815
You know, Rainbow Dash is hard to write for since her cocky, cuntish attitude is in her nature so when you write her like that it almost comes off as too far.
I liked the DDR scene as I tried to use it for a humbling moment for her
>>26846540
I almost feel bad for both of them.
And the bumps begin
Bump for a great greentext. Recently returned to /mlp/ after a very busy few months, glad to come back to some nice green.
>>26845948
>>”Yeah son, she's a girl, and she's your friend!” He holds out his left hand, “Girl.” then he hold out his right hand, “Friend.” and brings them together, “Girlfriend! See?”
there's a space between "Girl" and "Friend"
we call that space the friendzone
>>26849211
Well thats a good one.
Most fucking real anon what i read. Keep it real pal.
>>26846540
You tell that bitch anon. Can't wait to read the rest.
page 9 go away, im not done reading yet
Bumpkin
Bump because Betanon should be home any minute now.
R-right?
>>26846522
>how could you possibly tell off this arrogant bougie bastard
Fight for the liberty of the working class, comranon. They might not see the chains now, but it'll be worth it in the end.
>>26846522
>>26852813
That's the issue with these stories. Someone has to get out of character to make something happen because no one can write well enough to make it feel natural.
>>26852935
Some motherfucker on one of the other dozen generals wrote some green that was just ShimSham living her life. It was super boring and they dropped it, but that's the kind of shit you're going to see if you keep everyone in character.
>>26852813
I mean granted she obviously likes him more than a friend but come on she has been a total bitch to hI'm 90% of the time she has been with him. How is not supposed to get pissed. He thinks she is full of shit and acting in front of his parents.
Bumpin
Guys, stop bumping. It's been two days, I very much doubt he will be back in this thread.
>>26853729
It's been less than 24 hours, learn to read numbers.
>>26853749
This. He updated yesterday faggot.
BetAnon from my phone here.
Some shit came up so I won't be home for a few more hours.
I'll still try to get somethig up as soon as I get home but it might be a small update tonight.
>>26854329
Proof of continued existence can be redeemed for 24 hours of patience.
And on that day - many Anons realized that humanized things made their dicks diamonds.
>9
>>26804698
Saved from 9 bump!
bepis
Holy fucking shit.
I'm sorry guys, life happened and I had to put out some fires today.
Tonight is pretty much a lost cause and honestly I'll be out for most of the day tomorrow as well, but at least if we can make it to this time tomorrow I can get some shit done.
>>26856295
P.S
I am not abandoning this story. If we can keep the thread alive I swear I will finish it
>>26856367
even if thread dies, someone will make a new one
>>26846540
>>26856295
Fuck it, I got SOMETHING up tonight1
>The night felt strangely long.
>You're sure you're asleep
>Yet everything feels like it's going in slow motion.
>You don't feel rested.
>You are woken up by the light from the kitchen and smell of fresh coffee being brewed.
>You shoot open your eyes and look over into the kitchen and see your dad doing his normal morning routine.
>He didn't wake you up though.
>You roll off the couch as per your morning ritual.
>Get dressed and head into the kitchen to grab some breakfast.
“Morning dad.”
>He just grumbles back.
>Great, he's mad.
>Which means he's taking the side of Rainbow Bitch.
>You scoff at your dad and you pour yourself some cereal.
>The ride to school was no fun either.
>Still sitting in awkward silence.
>This isn't like your dad.
“Look, I'm really not appreciating you ignoring me like this.”
>You finally tell your dad.
>He just looks over to you with a glare on his face.
>”We'll talk about this later.”
>Cold, monotone.
>Definitely not your dad.
>You keep your mouth shut for the rest of the ride.
>>26856521
Damn, honestly if Rainbow is so shallow she has to resort to paying some lonely faggot to go to the prom with her, and she gets too friendly, I don't see how it's Anon's fault.
Even is she does have real feelings for him she should just tell him. Damn man I'm getting way to attached to greentext characters.
>>26856569
What this guy said, but being a cunt forever still is no excuse.
>>26856569
Definitely this. Sucks his parents are taking her side.
>>26856521
>You get to school and do your morning workout.
>Auto pilot the day until you hit Econ.
>You're looking through some notes you wrote down when an orange fist slams onto your book.
>You look up to see a furious looking AppleJack.
>”Ya got some nerve pullin that stunt on Dashie last night.”
>You lean back into your seat.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
>AJ grabs her desk and slides it next to yours.
>”Beratin her in front of yer folk an callin 'er fake.”
>You continue to look unimpressed.
“Am I wrong?”
>She gets out of her seat and gets right in your face.
>You can smell her apple scented shampoo in her hair.
>Her index finger pointing right into your chest.
>“Let me tell ya somthin mister. Dashie may be a lotta things, but one thing she aint is fake!”
>If looks could kill, you'd be dead several times over.
>”Yer such a jerk, the girl obviously likes ya and and all ya do is tear her heart out.”
>Now you lean out of your chair causing AJ to retract.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold the fucking phone here! Who the fuck is the jerk? If Rainbow Dash likes me so damn much, why the fuck would you go through all the trouble of baiting me with $500 and STILL acts like a cunt to me? Don't you dare try to make me the bad guy here!”
>Her face goes red from fury.
>If you were a betting man, you'd wager she was going to deck you right about now.
>Good thing you're not a betting man.
>Because she just pulls her desk away from yours.
>Still glaring daggers at you though.
>You shrug her off and go back to your notes.
>”Ya really don't know much about people do ya?”
>What the hell is that supposed to mean?
“I know they're not supposed to be assholes to each other.”
>She rolls her eyes and looks away from you.
>Good
>Whatever
>You don't need this right now.
>>26856714
Figures, the popular get pissed when you don't tow the line.
>>26856736
>>26856759
proof>>26856714
>>26856714
>The day moves on.
>Nothing much else happens.
>Classes start and end.
>Lunch comes and goes.
>You see Pinkie Pie in your last class but she doesn't say anything to you.
>In fact, it seems like she hasn't changed her demeanor around you.
>You feel like you want to say something to her.
>You decide against it.
>You don't want more drama.
>School ends.
>You take the bus out to the batting cages.
>You go in.
>Get dressed.
>Head straight to the batting cages.
>No warm ups or anything.
>Set the pitching machine to the highest difficulty.
>And start hacking away.
>It's a pretty good stress reliever.
>You get a lot out of your system from just these hits.
>You step out of the cages only to find your dad standing there.
>Wearing athletic apparel.
>A baseball glove in his right hand.
>A baseball in his left.
>You both just stand in place, staring at each other.
>”Care to toss the ball for a bit, son?”
>You stare for a moment and then nod.
>You see a smile come across his face.
>You go and grab your glove and begin to toss the ball between each other.
That's all for today.
>>26856295
>life happened and I had to put out some fires today.
haha
what
>>26856714
Your anon is fking real, Finally some logic.
>>26856806
Good stuff man. Can't wait to read more.
>>26856824
Shit went downhill at work.
then I found out an extended family member died, but I wasn't particularly close to this family member so I honestly didn't care too much but still showing face.
>>26856856
damn, could be worse.
>>26856806
I like your anon. He don't take no shit.
bump, i suppose
>>26815956
Pastebin?
