Day 76 - Guy Newman - School Library

For once, I was actually having a pretty normal day. Nothing strange had happened. Dash fit in well enough in the first place, and I had finally convinced Pinkie to at least wear underwear around the dorm room. We.... were still kind of working on her. She'd get it figured out. Eventually.

I was in the library, sitting down at one of the tables and hammering away at the keys on my laptop. The library was actually really nice. It took up a whole two floors, the first one being the working area with a few reference materials, and the second being where most of the books were being kept. I was currently on the first floor. The chairs were really comfy, padded and everything. But I was too into my work to pay much attention to any of that. Headphones plugged in, music playing through them, and a diagram of the machine we were building up on the screen. I was looking over the machine's coding again. I had to make sure that the programming didn't conflict with itself anywhere. I had written a good chunk of it, but going back over it, I might not have been sober when I did. Not that I drink, but you know what I mean. Probably happened at like 2 in the morning. I worked then, sometimes. I was so lost in the numbers that I didn't notice Twilight until she slammed the lid to my computer shut and almost gave me a heart attack. Holy shit, that broke me straight out of any coherent thoughts I had. I saw her mouth move, but my headphones filtered out enough noise that, combined with the still-going music, prevented me from hearing anything she had said. She looked angry, and I thought about just leaving my ears plugged, but I decided I had better listen to her reason for shutting me down. If that work didn't save...

"Okay, what was that for?" I asked, pretty calmly despite how much I wanted to yell. Putting up with Pinkie's antics for almost three months had increased my tolerance for this sort of thing quite a bit.

"What the heck are you doing?!" She yelled. "Why are you working on that here?!"

"Why not?" To which she looked like she wanted to slap me across the face.

"It's supposed to be kept quiet." She said, lowering her voice. I glanced around the library. Yeah, 5 in the morning. No one in their right mind would be here. So apparently I wasn't the only insane one.

"And who would be the one making a scene if people were here?" I countered.

"I... that's not... ugh." She said. Looks like I won this one. But I cut her some slack.

"Sorry, I just didn't feel like staying in the dorm room, but I was in the middle of working on this. So I brought it over here." I said. I hadn't slept much the past few days. Not really sure what it was, but I kept getting a wrenching feeling in my gut that kept me awake all night. I could do nothing but lie in bed and listen to Dashie's light breathing. I occasionally dozed off for a couple of hours, but never enough to recuperate me. So I made use of the time and worked on the machine or schoolwork or whatever. Twilight's face changed from upset to confused.

"Did something happen with you and Dash?" She asked. I groaned. No, nothing had happened. Literally nothing. We both knew we liked each other, but nobody did anything. We hadn't started dating or anything, so I don't know why that was the first thing Twilight asked. Maybe Rainbow had said something, or maybe Twilight was just better at reading people than I thought. I think Dashie still felt a little weirded out by the whole relationship; it still felt a little weird to me too, honestly, but I wanted to look past that and actually get involved somehow. A first date? Just going back and watching the sky again. And there I was getting lost in thought again. It made my head hurt even worse than it already did. I'm sure the music didn't really help overall, but it was more to soothe myself, even if it just made my headache worse. Ugh, I can't keep anything straight. All my thoughts bouncing around. So in the end I just let out a sigh.

"No," I muttered, more to myself than Twilight, then looked up. "No, everything's been fine." I lied, putting on a fake smile. Something was nagging at me that maybe I should just tell Twilight. After all, she had known Rainbow longer than I had. But I still liked Pinkie too, and she'd be more than willing to try something like a date. But maybe the difficulty was why I wanted to be with Rainbow so much.

"You're lying." Twilight said, snapping me out of thought. I looked up, and she was wearing the same fake smile I had been. Damn. Okay, she's just better at reading people than I thought. "So what's happened?"

"Well... Nothing... nothing has really happened. It's not that either of us got angry or anything, it's more that neither of us really knows how to go about the other." To which Twilight giggled.

"This is Rainbow Dash we're talking about. She's not one to sit back and just follow instructions. But at the same time, you don't know how much of a mess she can be with romance." But then again, I wasn't that great either. So another thing we had in common. "She puts on a brave face in public, but she really is scared on the inside. She's afraid she'll make some kind of mistake and screw things up."

"All right then, smarty pants. Any advice?" I asked her.

"Nope, not a clue. Some of the books I've read suggest that you might want to..." I kind of zoned out from whatever she had been saying to think about the fact that I had just asked the bookworm for relationship advice. And in that moment, I realized how little anything made sense anyway. When she finished talking, I decided to jump in.

"K, thanks for your help Twilight. that definitely sounds like a good idea. I'll be sure to think about it later." I said, gathering up my things. She could tell was being hasty, though she thought it was for different reasons.

"Guy?" She said.

"Hm?"

"Good luck. I'm sorry if I come of a little harsh sometimes. I already went through this with Richard, and I guess I just get a little protective of my friends. But I really do want you all to be happy and...." Her eyes cast down and she didn't know what else to say. She obviously felt pretty bad about everything. And it took me a minute to catch up.

"What are you talking abow...ow... oh." Oh yeah, we were discussing Rainbow. I put a hand on her shoulder and she looked up. "Don't worry about it. You were just trying to protect your friends. Honestly, we were a little freaked out too at the start of this whole mess." She giggled at that.

"A little?" She asked, remembering some of our reactions from the first to days.

"Okay, a lot." I admitted, shifting a little to show that I was ready to end the conversation. "Point is, I don't blame you for anything." I started to turn, then remembered one more thing. "Oh, and Twilight?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks." I said, extending a fist towards her. I was kinda happy that she really did care. She just stared at it blankly. "It's... it's a brohoof. Or fist bump. Or exchange of salutations...?" Still a blank stare. "Ugh, we'll work on it later." I said as I turned, leaving Twilight to try and figure out what a "brohoof" was.

...

I made my way back over to my dorm, trying to decide what I should do. But I ended up being saved from doing anything, cause I found out Dash wasn't there. I found Pinkie in her usual spot, in her underwear on the couch, doing who knew what. Today she was watching the tv, and a quick glance at the screen worried me. I was legitimately scared about what watching Spongebob could teach Pinkie.

"Hey, Guy!" She squealed as she realized it was me, and in one swift move popped of the couch, got over to where I was standing, and got me in a deathtrap hug.

"Uh? Oh, hi." I said. Even though this happened pretty much every day, it always seemed like a new occurrence. Maybe it was just cause it was Pinkie. As she drew herself back, she noticed I was gazing off into space again.

"Is something wrong?" She asked, tilting her head sideways to look at me.

"No, not really. Um... is Rainbow around?" She shook her head no.

"She went out to get some dress clothes for tonight."

"...Tonight... tonight? OH. Right." Today was Thanksgiving. Unfortunately, our school had started so late that break was only a few days, and really wasn't worth going home for. So we had decided to just stick around and hang out as a group. Tonight we were going to a fancy restaurant down the street for Thanksgiving dinner. "Ugh. I actually need to go get something to wear too." I groaned, mostly to myself. But Pinkie heard me, and instantly yelled out:

"Ooh, you mean another shopping trip?" Which got a silent groan from me. Every time Pinkie had come along on a shopping trip, something had gone wrong. Like the time we ended up chased by an stray dog because of her getting a squeaky chew toy (which I have yet to figure out why she wanted), or the time she actually managed to pull of a domino effect by jumping into a shelf full of cupcakes (and luckily it was a really short domino trail with mostly empty shelves, but still). At the very least, Pinkie had dulled my shock senses to the rest of humanity. And I had to clean up all the messes. The worst part was, I enjoyed every minute of it. I don't know what it was, but just being around Pinkie seemed to make most people happier. So of course, I didn't have the heart to tell her no. Instead I had to tell her to remember to put clothes on before running out the door. Cause there actually had been that one time she didn't bother to wear anything to go the vending machine down the hall. She almost got away with that, but at the last minute one of our neighbors came out of his room. He ended up slipping in surprise, and fell back into the room, and hit the table. That whole thing made quite a bit of noise, and soon that hallway was pretty crowded. Luckily, most of the people on our floor were girls anyway.

So in other words, getting through to Pinkie was like trying to get hooked up to college WiFi. It's a pain in the ass, and even once it's hooked up, the information still goes really slow.

"Pinkie, it's six o'clock. Where did Dash go? I'm not even sure there's anywhere open yet." To which she shrugged.

"You know her, probably either found a place that was, or went out to her usual spot to watch the sunrise."

"Probably. But I don't know anywhere, so we'll have to wait until this afternoon."

The day passed pretty uneventfully. We honestly spent most of the day watching a Spongebob marathon, which actually was a pretty fun way to spend it. Right as we were getting to leave, Rainbow came back with a bag in tow, said hello to us, and then vanished into our room. I knocked, but she asked me not to come in, so I just told her that we were headed out. The shopping trip actually went pretty well, aside from an incident with a puddle that left me rather uncomfortable for the rest of the day, but otherwise okay.

When we got back, Pinkie went to get changed, so I went to do the same. The door was still closed, so I knocked but got no reply, so I went on in. For a few seconds it was dark, then a light flipped on as Dash pulled the lamp cord.

"Hi!" She said, twirling herself around in a 'ta-da' motion. "What do ya think?" It was some cross between funny and cute. She had gotten black dress pants and a white dress shirt. Quite similar to the outfit I was gonna go in, actually. I hadn't said anything yet, so she shifted uncomfortably. "Is something wrong?"

It wasn't exactly a get-up I had expected, but I guess thinking about it a full-blown dress would have been weird for her. She still looked cute in it.

"No, you look great." I replied, smiling. She grinned back, then left the room so I could get changed. A few minutes later, the three of us were ready to head out.

I honestly thought everything went great. Of course, Scott later told me the whole extent of what went on that night...

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Day 76 - Scott Scottson - Fancy-Pants Diner

I should have guessed things would go wrong right off the bat, but they somehow roped me into going to a Thanksgiving dinner at a nice restaurant pretty close to the dorms. One good thing about the college: there were several good places to eat in the near-by area. I wasn't exactly thrilled about another holiday celebration, but I figured I needed some memories since I didn't remember anything from the last one. Then again, the memories I did have weren't exactly high on my want to remember list. The waiter arriving snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked around the table to regain my bearings. Everyone was there.

They were all dressed up, not super-fancy, but in nice clothing. No one was full-blown suit and tie or dresses, but we were in dress shirts and skirts. Fluttershy was wearing a yellow sweater dress (whatever the fuck that is), Pinkie had her usual one-piece skirt and bow, and Rainbow just had normal dress pants. Rarity and Applejack actually managed to appear in a manner that didn't make me think they were total sluts. A genuinely impressing feet. Richard, Guy, and myself just had on dress shirts and pants. Guy's seemed to be a little big on him and his sleeves came down over his wrists, but otherwise subtly nice. Twilight was the one exception, who had gone all out, wearing black dress pants and a suit, a purple undershirt, and a pink tie that matched the streak in her hair. She stood out quite a bit in the group, but oh well.

As we placed our orders, I noticed Rarity and Applejack whispering to each other and trying to stifle light giggling. I really didn't understand those two. One minute they'd be all over me, the next they'd be over some other guy (that was mostly Rarity), and then they'd be all over each other.

Then back to me.

The waiter got around to me, and I took a minute to figure out he was talking in my direction.

"Oh, um... I'll have ..." I had gotten really distracted by AJ and Rarity. Don't know why. I usually just ignored them. But something about the way they had been talking worried me. I didn't need things getting ruined for this gathering like they had been last time. So it worried me even more when Rarity got up. She said she was going to the restroom. Okay, perfectly normal.

But about ten minutes later, she still wasn't back, and I started to get a little worried. And then our food got here. Damn, that was one hell of a turkey. The skin was flaky and brown looking, crisped to perfection. The juices pooling on the plate seemed to be the perfect consistency, and the smell coming off was too tantalizing. I really wanted to just dive right in. I had almost forgotten that this meal was a first. We had actually gotten almost everyone to agree to try meat. Out of respect, we hadn't been eating very much with them around. The vegetarian diet was killing me. I needed meat. So I decided to try and talk them into it. Pinkie was easily up for trying new things. Rainbow was pretty indifferent, and was easy enough to convince. I had told Twilight it would be in the pursuit of "scientific knowledge" and she was straight on board. Applejack hadn't wanted to, since it wasn't apple related, but a night in bed was worth it to "convince" her to try some. Fluttershy had stayed strongly opposed to it herself, but chose to accept her friends' decisions. She was just having a salad. Rarity... had never gotten back to me on the subject. And now thanks to her, I would have to wait to dig in because I needed to go find her.

So I got up and went to find where the restrooms were. They were located near the back of the building, in a surprisingly dark part of the restaurant. I knocked on the door to the women's room.

"Rarity?" I yelled in, hoping that she would reply. Nothing. I knocked again and yelled a little louder. Still nothing. I was already getting some weird looks from people at the nearby tables, so I didn't want to get any louder. But I needed to find that damn bitch. I was just about to yell one more time when I heard a thud and a weird moan from the men's room. Um, what? So I opened up the door and went inside, glad for an excuse to get out of the other people's views while looking normal. The bathroom was dimly lit, but done so in more of a relaxing manner than a shifty one. It was quite the fancy restaurant, and everyone knows that the bathrooms are what make your visit. This reflected that pretty well. Everything looked clean and polished, almost sparkling. There were scented candles along the sinks, giving the room an actually pleasant aroma. I had almost forgotten why I was in here when I heard the moaning again. I had gotten so distracted that the sudden noise startled me, but it was definitely coming from one of the stalls. I started walking along them, moving towards the sound. It was a really big bathroom. But one more moan told me where whoever was in here was.

"Are you all right?" I said, knocking on the door. But what I hadn't expected was for the door to creep open from my knock. Normally I would have just backed away instantly, but unfortunately that wasn't an option, because I recognized the purple skirt down on the floor, revealing Rarity's attractive ass. As much as she got on my nerves, the bitch was hot. Then I noticed that the moaning had come from a man on the toilet seat with his pants down, Rarity's face positioned over his crotch. His eyes were closed as he moaned in pleasure. He had been too into getting his cock sucked to hear my knocking. Rarity on the other hand had noticed me, but was too busy deep-throating to do anything more than give a quick shake of her plot to notify that she knew I was there.

I wanted so bad just to back out and pretend this hadn't happened, but right before I could, the man opened his eyes. He saw me, and I saw the "Company Owner" pin on his jostled shirt. Oh god.

"I came to tell you that your food is ready. but I can see you've already eaten." I said as Rarity withdrew from him, the slightest bit of cum running down the side of her mouth. She turned to look at me and saw my blank stare.

"What? You told me to have some meat."

We ended up with a 30% discount that night. Guy and Richard seemed pretty surprised. I just groaned. Rarity had come back out about fifteen minutes after I left, calmly looking like nothing had happened. She sat back down next to Applejack, and the two of them started whispering again. Oddly enough, my appetite was gone, so there was nothing left for me to do but plant my head in my palms and sit there moaning a little every now and again. I had almost worked up the will power to eat a little turkey when Rarity let out:

"Why don't you ever moan like that for me?"

Richard started to choke on whatever he had been swallowing. I wasn't sure whether he was laughing or just surprised that had been said out loud. But either way around it, I'm pretty sure he was dying on the floor right about now. Fluttershy was over top him, wanting to help but not really sure what to do with a human in this position. Guy was about to help, but then Richard got a hold of himself and he started to regain his composure. He had stopped coughing and was getting up when Applejack took the moment to reply.

"Cause he uses all his energy for me." And Richard fell right over, smacking his head on the table, and he was out like a light.

And that was how Thanksgiving dinner went. I wasn't exactly sure whether this was a night to remember or not, but at least Richard had made it better for me. We payed the bill, then Guy and I had to help take Richard back to his room. Fluttershy was pretty worried about him, but we assured her that he would be fine. After that, Guy took his two roommates back. Honestly, I was kind of jealous of him. He was good friends with his roommates. And Richard was dating one of his and seemed to get along well enough with the other, at least in public. And then there was me...

"You just have to be the one pulling the strings." Rarity said to Applejack. "Or, in this case, the shaft."

Yep. Then there was me.

Author's Note

To anyone who feels this is degrading to Rarity ~ It probably is.

SmileandSoar - I think punctual updates are out of the question by this point. The overall plot has been established (interpret that however you want), and it's just a matter of getting there. Unfortunately, school never likes making that easy for us, and I'd been dry on ideas up until recently. We'll try our best to keep this going and entertain you :P

Mr. Clopter and I felt that anything from him would have just been out of place. Mine was already a stretch. From here out, no guarantees of all three character's perspective. It'll jump around. For once, I've already started the next one before this one was up, so hopefully we'll actually be punctual. (ahahahahaha)