Nona - Is It True What They Say About Humans?

Since Nona’s return and Generic’s seeming spurning and dumping of Rainbow Dash, he’d had to deal with some real grief. Apple Jack had gone to his house, yelled at him for hurting her friend’s feelings and had threatened to kick his ass ‘way into th’ other side’a next year’ as she’d put it. Twilight Sparkle had been confused and sad, Rarity still wasn’t talking to him but she seemed angrier than ever and Pinkie Pie had just walked up to him, Harrumphed in his face before offendedly storming off with her nose up in the air.

They just didn’t understand or hadn’t heard that he hadn’t dumped Rainbow Dash, hadn’t gotten back together with Nona the way they’d been. Still, he caught shit for it. Stupid small town.

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Rainbow Dash floated down onto the sandy bank of the Celestia River just outside Ponyville’s central square. Panting, she picked up the towel she’d left there and wiped the sweat from her face, chest and the back of her neck.

It’d been a good workout, two hundred miles this time. It was quite exhilarating, actually, as she’d hit her zone, felt the healthy burn in the muscles that drove her wings.

She grabbed her water bottle from the sand, poured much of it on her head to cool her, took a long pull, drinking down what was left. She tossed the bottle aside with a satisfied gasp, feeling the refreshing rush from the drink spread through her.

Grabbing her towel and bottle she stuffed them quickly into her athletic bag and walked to a nearby bench where she began doing stretching exercises to help take the tightness out of her now well worked muscles.

Relaxed and fully stretched now, she walked back to the river bank, stripped off her top, revealing her small but full, firm breasts to anyone walking by.

She didn’t care. She knew she had an awesome body, she’d worked hard to get it but such was her self confidence that she had not even the slightest trace of self-consciousness about exposing it even in public, though she did have her limits.

Pulling off her athletic shoes she casually tossed them next to her bag and, stepping up to the clear, slowly flowing water, threw her arms above her head and leapt headlong into the stream with a loud splash.

Bulk Biceps, who was jogging by on his afternoon run, saw her and waved to her with a loud, hearty “yeah!” as he continued on, not even slowing his pace.  She lifted a hand from the water and, smiling, waved back at him as he passed.

She let go, let herself float on the water, let the lazily drifting current carry her as she closed her eyes and felt the soothing coolness of the river soak into her still tense muscles, easing them.

‘How can that pony be so big without doping?’, she thought, frowning, ‘I mean, come on! Nobody’s that big without steroids!’

No, Rainbow Dash did not approve of such things, saw it as the lowest form of cheating, felt hatred and disgust for anyone who did. She’d come by her achievements honestly, through hard work and by constantly pushing herself even beyond her limits. Now that was awesome! That was the way to win! Anything else was meaningless. Still, she had no proof Bulk was doping although she did wonder.

She was startled from her thoughts by a shout from the bank.

“Hey, you hot, sexy thing!” smiled Generic. He held her bag up for her to see, “I saw this a short way up the bank, figured you’d be floating down the river so I thought I’d bring it to you”

“Thank you! That’s sweet of you,” Rainbow Dash said as she swam toward the bank. Generic plopped down onto the sand, dropping the bag near him.

“Woo hoo! Nice tits!” he leered at the topless Rainbow Dash, whose nipples were now standing at full attention. “Don’t get any ideas,” she grinned, as she sat down next to him, “It’s just from the cold water”

“Yeah, sure!, he snickered, reaching over and tweaking her closest nipple with the tip of his finger.

Scowling, Dash slapped his hand away.

“Hey!” she growled, “don’t do that! You’re back with Nona!”

“No, I’m not,” he said.

“Dude! She’s living in your house! I think that counts as you two being back together,” she said, the briefest trace of a sad frown touching her face.

“We’re not lovers anymore,” he said, looking straight into her eyes.

“I’ve been to where you live. It’s a one-bedroom house. I can’t imagine you’d let her sleep on the couch”

“She doesn’t,” he said, smugly, crossing his arms.

“Aha! I knew it! You’re sleeping with her!” she said triumphantly, wagging a finger at him.

“I’m the one sleeping on the couch!” he said, his turn to sound triumphant, wagging a finger in her face. she playfully slapped the finger away, stared at him.

“Wait, let me get this straight,” she said, mildly confused,  “You’re sleeping on the couch in your own house so your changeling ex-girlfriend can sleep in your bed every night? Dude! That’s kind of stupid”

“Hey! Give me a break,” he groused, “I’m changing my ways, trying to be nicer, more thoughtful”

“There’s a dif between nice and stupid,” she teased, “you kind of went over the border to crash test dummy land”

“Oh, fuck you!”, he laughed playfully as he wrestled her to the sandy bank and began tickling her mercilessly.

“Ah! Stop! Quit it!” she squealed, laughing hard and wriggling under his hands, “You know I don’t like being tickled! Quit!”

Generic sat up, crossed his arms, leered at her. He knew when to stop with Rainbow Dash, knew to go too far could easily earn him a black eye.

Still laughing, Dash playfully pushed him over into the sand then leaned over him and kissed his cheek. He blushed.

“So, you’re really not with Nona anymore?”, she asked

“I just said so,” he said, feeling a trace of annoyance that she didn’t seem to believe him the first time. Then he remembered all the times he’d at least exaggerated things he’d told others and those few times he’d actually lied about things. Inwardly, he cringed at the memory of his past mistakes.

“Being a nicer person isn’t the only thing I’m trying to change,” he said, growing more serious. Dash looked at him, taking a minute for his meaning to sink in.

“Hey, that’s cool,” she smiled as she grabbed her sport jersey, pulled it on over her head.

“Why does everypony think I dumped you?” he asked.

Dash stared at him for a moment. “They think you dumped me? Dude, we were never together to begin with! Why do they think that?” she asked

“Apparently some ponies saw us all here on the river when she came back, saw what you did when she showed up so I guess they’re all assuming the worst. I do have a rep,” he said.

“Nopony’s said anything to me about it,” she said, scratching the back of her neck.

“Maybe they think your feelings got hurt? I mean, Nona did mention to me that she thought you looked kind of hurt when you saw us together then flew off”

Dash frowned, her ears drooped and her wings fluttered a little as she stared at the sand.

“Well, yeah, I was kind of hurt when I saw that,” she sighed, “but, hey, no biggie. It’s not like we’ll ever really be together, right? I mean, how could we base anything on a one-night-stand, right?”

“It’s funny, I wanted to talk to you about that,” he said, looking at her.

“What, the one-night thing we did?” she arched an eyebrow at him.

“No, silly!”, he smiled, “the whole... well... I don’t know... possibility of something?”

“Pfft!” she huffed dismissively with a wave of her hand, “I know what you’re saying but, dude! I don’t have time for relationships! Those take work and a big investment of time I don’t have. Still, I think it’s sweet that you’d be thinking about it” She looked at him, smiled, then got the wickedest grin on her face Generic had ever seen! She grabbed his head, pulled it close to her face. “But you can bang me any time you want!”, she growled sexily into his ear before she licked it then bit it.

“Woo!”, he blurted gleefully as he turned to face her. Grabbing her head he locked his lips on hers, kissed her hotly.

“Oh, shit! Don’t do that to me out here,” she grinned, moaning, gasping, rolling her eyes and waving her hand in front of her face, “I’m liable to bang you right here in front of everypony!”

“That’d be the best show they’d ever seen!” he teased, winking. She playfully elbowed him, grinning.

“Oh, hey!” he grinned as he pulled a four inch long cylindrical roll tapered at both ends, “I ran into Tree Hugger, today. She gave me something”

“Awesome!” Dash grinned from ear to ear when she saw it.

“What the fuck do you call this shit, anyway?” he asked examining the joint.

“Oh, we just call it... Um.. Wait! Fuck! We don’t have a name for it! Why don’t we have a name for this? We should have a name for it,” she blurted out, confused. Generic laughed when he saw the goofy faces she was making. Catching herself, Dash started laughing as she grabbed her bag and rose to her hooves.

“Hey, You wanna walk back with me to town?” she asked, as he rose next to her.

“Yeah, that’d be cool but don’t you wanna smoke this bad boy, first?”, he asked.

“Maybe after a while,” she said, looping her arm through his as they walked, “it’s too soon after my workout, I have to let my metabolism settle a little”

“Yeah, okay. I don’t know anything about any of that but, hey, I’m not an athlete like you are,” he said.

“Hey, it’s cool,” she said, “so, what’re you doing now?”

“Nothing, really. Just trying to stay away from my house while Nona’s packing her stuff,” he said.

Dash looked at him surprised. “Packing?” she said, “she’s moving out, already?”

“Not she... ‘we’”, he said, “we’re moving out of the house on Heartblossom street to a new place on Cranefeather Lane, just outside of town”

“So Nona’s gonna have her own room, now?” Dash smiled.

“No, it’s still a one bedroom house but there’s this really cool cottage right next to it. It’s part of the rental, she’ll take that. We’ll have more privacy that way”, he said, “plus it’s only five hundred bits a month, less than half what we’re paying for the house”

“Five hundred bits?!” she said, surprised, “I’m paying nine hundred just for a two bedroom place up in Cloudsdale!”

“Yeah, well, that’s the high-rent district so I’m not surprised you’re paying so much. You could always slum with the rest of us low-rent peasants, your highness!” smirked Generic.

“Fuck you!”, she laughed, playfully slapping his arm.

“Oh, hey! I have to go by and pick up the keys,” he said, “you wanna come check it out with me?”

“Does it have plush carpets?” she asked.

“Uh, yeah, it does!” He raised an eyebrow at her

“Oh, goodie!” she giggled, delighted, “I love fucking on plush carpets. Let’s go break your new house in right!”

“Fuck yeah!”, shouted Generic gleefully as Rainbow Dash grabbed his hand and dragged him, running, toward the bridge that would take them across the river into town.