Growing Relationship

Chapters

Running Dry
A New Day
So it Begins
Satisfaction
It just keeps getting better
This Love This Hate
Won't let go

Running Dry

Author's Note

What's up people, just wanted to give you all a quick heads up that only the mane 6 will be rule 63'd in this story. Hope you all enjoy reading.

Running Dry

Some would say that manual labor builds character, others would think that they were above this sort of thing. You were somewhere in the middle of those two ideas. It wasn't unbecoming of anyone to work hard yet it didn't magically make you a better person. Maybe you were only thinking about this sort of thing because of the heat. Being outside for so long must be it, otherwise you'd never think of this sort of crap. Not like the internal debate would solve societal issues.

Looking around the sizable garden it seems like you don't have much left to do. Only a few more weeds to pull and that would be it for the day. The animals that usually roamed all around were currently hounding Butterscotch for something to eat, they always seemed so hungry around dinner. It's not like they got fed a heaping amount of food three times a day or anything. Then again it might just be that they knew it would be the last time to see the pegasus for the day. Could be that they didn't want him to leave or something but who knows.

To be fair to the animals he was a really likable guy, or stallion, still not used to that. It's been about a week since you got here and he let you live with him almost no questions asked, definitely the element of kindness. Prince Dusk seemed kind of skeptical at first, but then Butterscotch said something about befriending a God of Chaos. That seemed to get his point across.

Honestly it was almost unbelievable that this timid little dude could do something like that, then again it's not like you know him too well. He could be a ball of yellow fury if you pissed with him. Don't see how anyone would have a heart cold enough to do it, especially in a world full of smiles 'n shit.

“Anon are you done in the garden? I just finished feeding all of the little critters so we could go inside... if you want to that is.”

“Sure Butterscotch, got done a second ago.”

Standing up you walk with the pegasus to his cozy little home. It was pretty small but nice nonetheless, had a damn comfy couch too. As the two of you approached the door Angel was standing there stomping his little foot.

“Oh Angel sorry we kept you waiting, you must be so hungry.”

The little bunny furiously shook his head and pointed directly at you. Knowing what the little bastard meant you chuckled.

“Alright you little fiend lets go, I won't hold you up any longer. Yo Butterscotch we'll be down by the bridge if you need us. Should be back in about twenty or so minutes.”

“Be quick you two I'll get some tea ready for us.”

“Sweetness, thanks.”

Heading down to the bridge with Angel you take a seat by the riverbank. The little bunny sits and watches as you pull out a pipe and a bag of green. It was always nice to just sit down, smoke, and enjoy nature. It was particularly nice to do with friends, not having many of those in this world yet an oddly sentient rabbit would do.

Packing the bowl and pulling out a lighter you inhale the first hit, only burning half of the green. Couldn't be a dick and just torch it, had to save a fresh one for the little guy. Holding the bowl for Angel he waits as you light the other half. Not taking as deep a breath as you he pulls away and holds it for an impressive little bit before exhaling.

The change was almost instant and never got old. His whole body seemed to relax, as if he just got the best massage of his life. The little angry fur ball was chill as fuck when he was baked. There even seemed to be a change when he wasn't high too. Don't get it wrong, he as still an ass, just not as much of one. The little dude got shotgunned the first time you came down here to smoke, been coming down with you ever since.

Butterscotch asked what you were doing it took a little to explain it to him. He eventually said it sounded like something Zecora would be pretty knowledgeable about. Whoever that was she sounded pretty chill. On the other hand Butterscotch refused when offered, said he didn't need any stress relief. It was pretty understandable, he was always real chill when at home. Got a little nervous in town though.

Angel decided to opt out after his second hit, since he was pretty small it made sense. A couple more for you and the bowl was burned out. Clearing the piece and going for the bag again something frightening met your gaze.

“Nooooo!”

Butterscotch burst out of the front door and rushed down to the bridge. Stopping at the odd sight he came upon. Angel was squeaking like mad and making some very obscene gestures.

“I told you I didn't notice okay? I can't be observant all the time. No I don't have anymore I told you that like three times already. Because it doesn't exist here smart one, don't you look at me in that tone of voice. I was nice enough to share up until now right? The hell do you mean 'thats not good enough?' I'm nice to your little fuzzy behind and this is the thanks I get, that's shit and you know it.”

For a moment Butterscotch couldn't help but wonder how you understood Angel, not many ponies could talk to animals. As far as he knew you couldn't either.

“Uhm... could I ask whats going on here, and why you're arguing with Angel?”

Both you and Angel turned to notice the pegasus for the first time. Casting a final glare over at the bunny and receiving one in turn you turn your attention to the yellow pony.

“Well I was smoking here with Angel like usual and after we smoked a bit I went to pack some more up and realized I was out. Made me panic and then I yelled. Then the little one decided to go off on me for not having any more. Sorry for scaring you dude didn't mean to.”

Standing there for a moment Butterscotch seemed to think about the current situation. After mulling it over for a minute or two a solution came to him.

“Well you said it was the bud of a plant right? So if you have some seeds you could always just grow another plant. I have a spot where you could plant a few to try.” Smiling at the quick solution to the simple problem Butterscotch awaited a response from you.

Looking in the bag there were about six seeds, thinking about it for a second it sounded like a good idea. If all went well there would be plenty to go around if any of these ponies wanted to give it a try. Sealing the bag and putting it back in your pocket Butterscotch got a surprise hug. He let out a little yelp that was so freaking cute.

“Thank you, thank you soo much Scotch! That's fucking genius! You're the smartest, cutest little pony I know. Thanks again.”

Looking down at him you notice that he's trying to cover his face with his bangs. He seemed a little red. Not wanting to make the dude any more uncomfortable you gently sit him down.

“Sorry Butterscotch, didn't mean to make that weird or anything. Just got excited is all, I wouldn't really get this opportunity back home. Made me get this stupid idea of spreading the stuff all around, give ponies another way to be happy you know. Helping those who feel down, lifting them back up. Pretty dumb right?”

“I.. uhm... no. That's not dumb Anon, it's really nice of you. Wanting to help ponies who need it. You never know your plant could be a medical breakthrough waiting to happen. So I say try it.”

“Thanks Scotch, I really appreciate that.” After flashing a smile there it was again, he was hiding behind his mane. Started hoofing at the dirt too, pretending it was the most interesting thing in the world. While it was a little different on a pony than a person you could recognize that look when you saw it.

The blushing along with the sudden interest in the ground and the extra shyness. This all lead to one conclusion, Butterscotch was developing feelings for you. God knows why, seeing as you've been mooching off of him for a week. That didn't really rank high on the bonus points scale. Maybe you should test the waters with a little flirting, see if the hypothesis is correct.

Kneeling down you gently pull the yellow pegasus into a hug. Holding him close the rapid heartbeat was obvious. “I really meant what I said Scotch, so if you need anything at all just say it.”

Slightly pulling back and brushing the bangs away from his eyes, teal orbs stared back. “You shouldn't hide behind your mane so much, isn't right to hide that pretty face of yours.”

Instantly he turned red as a freakin tomato and spun around to trot back to the cottage. “C...come on you two the tea's ready and some snack cakes too.”

Watching him trot off your suspicions were confirmed. Going after him a small smile donned your lips. The little pony had a crush on you and it was adorable. The shy ones were tricky though. The direct approach didn't work at all so it called for a different strategy. The best one you had found was flirt with them until they were sure you liked them too. At this point they would try to ask you out. It was best to make this easy as they were usually nervous wrecks. After that it was smooth sailing.

“That's sweet of you Butterscotch, don't know what I would do without you.”

“Oh, it's ah... no trouble really. Just wanted to be sure my guest is comfortable.” He smiled that warm smile of his. It seemed to radiate the kindness that practically dripped off him.He really was a sweet guy, maybe this world will be a little more exciting than you thought.

Entering the cottage tea and snacks were waiting on the table in the kitchen. Almost immediately you made for the snack cakes. The sweet confectionery treats were insanely awesome or maybe that was just the munchies kicking in, either way you made it through half of the treats before remembering Butterscotch probably wanted some too. Pushing the plate over to him an amused smile crossed his muzzle. After the pegasus picked up a single cake Angel started to work on the rest.

Sipping on the tea a problem came to mind. “Hey Butterscotch, I just thought of something. I'm no expert on growing plants of any kind so would you mind helping me out?”

“I wouldn't mind helping you Anon, but I only know the basics myself. Maybe you could visit Dusks castle tomorrow and see if he has any books on the subject. He would probably be excited to help grow a new species of plant life.”

“Ha, yeah he's probably gonna bust a nut when I mention growing an alien plant. But that sounds good. I'll head over tomorrow after breakfast and... you alright dude?”

“Oh, well yes. It's just you said... uhm. Could you please not say things like that Anon. It makes me a little uncomfortable. Not that I'm telling you how to talk or anything! No no, it's only that...”

“No worries dude, calm down. I get it and I can respect that. I'll try not to say anything to vulgar around you in the future.”

“Thank you Anon.”

“No prob.”

Casting a glance up at the clock on the wall, Butterscotch noticed it was starting to get a little late. He liked to get up early to be with the animals so nine was pretty late for him.

“I think I'll go to bed now. The birds always like to get up early and I wouldn't dream of making them wait long for breakfast. I'll see you in the morning Anon.”

“Sweet dreams Butterscotch. See ya tomorrow.”

His cheeks flushed before turning around to trot upstairs. Angel followed close behind and soon enough you were by yourself. Tomorrow was gonna be interesting, Dusk would be real helpful but the prospect of getting lectured on plants wasn't thrilling. It was gonna have to happen if this idea was gonna get off the ground though. Maybe he had some sort of personal research in the area that would be helpful.

Letting out a yawn it seemed the caretakers sleep schedule was rubbing off on you. Standing and stretching one last time before making the short walk to the couch. Being too lazy to just lay down you opt for a fall, the cushions greeted you with a soft pomf.

Tomorrow couldn't come early enough, the possibility of growing and helping out Scotch was making you giddy. Finally you wouldn't just sit around and pick weeds from the ponies garden. Maybe you should get him a gift, yeah, what better way to say thanks than a gift. Gonna need some bits first, have to start up a business. Before any of that you needed Dusks help... yup tomorrow couldn't come early enough.

A New Day

Nobody needs to be up at five in the morning, yet there was Butterscotch making breakfast. Dude didn't even look tired and he was humming a catchy little tune. Groaning you pull the blanket over your head in a futile attempt to go back to bed.

“Good morning Anon, how did you sleep?”

All he got was a moan. That didn't seem to dissuade the little pony though. He continued to cook away, trying to talk to you while he did.

“I had such a nice dream last night, I was sitting in a field all by myself. Then somepony came up and sat down with me. I don't know who it was but it made the whole world brighter when they got there. It's all a little fuzzy after that, but when I woke up I felt so refreshed and awake.”

Not wanting to ignore the sensitive stallion you muster a response. “Good for you, that makes one of us.”

“Oh you should feel better once you get some breakfast. I made some waffles for us today.”

Sitting up to rub the sleep from your eyes, the sight that greeted them seemed to be something from paradise. A veritable mountain of waffles was sitting on the table with multiple flavors of syrups surrounding it. Butterscotch walked over and giggled as he used a hoof to close your mouth. It had apparently dropped open at some point.

“Come on lets dig in.”

“Don't have to tell me twice.”

Rushing to the table and pouring a hefty amount of blackberry syrup on some waffles you began to eat. They were gold and fluffy, absolute perfection. The syrup was the best part, it was sweet but not so much that you couldn't taste the berry flavor. Butterscotch was much more conservative with the syrup and number of waffles. Only eating about half as much as you did.

After the majority of the food had been consumed by the bottomless pit that was your stomach a loud belch sounded off. Butterscotch simply stared as it continued on. When it subsided an awkward silence hung in the air. Realizing the volume you sheepishly look over to the pegasus, he was staring wide eyed.

“Heh, uhm, those were really good dude thanks.”

Shaking off the shock he couldn't help but crack a smile. “Thank you Anon and uhm maybe you should go easier on the syrup next time. If you don't want to that's fine, I mean you can eat whatever you want I just...”

“Yeah I'll make sure to go easy next time, sorry 'bout that Scotch.”

He smiled that little smile of his and got up to put the dishes in the sink. With your help everything was cleaned up in no time. Walking outside the fresh air was crisp this morning. The dew still clung to the grass and the birds sung songs from all their little houses. It was so peaceful here, places like this in the human world were few and far between.

“Alright, I'm gonna head over to see if Dusk can help me out. I'll be back later, hopefully with some useful info.”

“Okay, and could you pick up some food on the way back for the critters. I'm starting to get low.”

“No problem, see ya later.”

Walking in the direction of town the sounds of the birds singing eventually began to fade out. The silence was welcome but soon the sound of busy ponies filled your ears. Seemed like there were a few who liked to open up shop early. As you entered the towns outskirts you stopped moving. It probably wouldn't be a great idea to walk through the middle of town alone just yet. Ponies still weren't used to a human being here and the staring would be a smidge unsettling. Opting for the next best course of action you start to walk on the outskirts of town. It wouldn't be as quick but Dusks castle was on the outside of town anyway, not too much of a detour.

Luckily there weren't any ponies walking around this early and the castle came into view without incident. Casually you walked inside the crystal structure, the halls were empty and it seemed like there wasn't anyone home.

“Yo! Dusk! You home dude, I got something I need to talk to you about!”

“Give me a minute!”

Stopping you lean against the wall and wait for the purple egghead. It didn't take long for him to find you. He sounded groggy, probably just woke up.

“Hello there Anon, hope there isn't any trouble.”

“No I just wanted to get some research material from your library and ask you some questions for a little project I'll be working on.”

The mention of research instantly perked Dusk up. The now fully awake and alert pony was bubbling with excitement. “That's great Anon, follow me I'll show you to the library. I have tons of information on a multitude of subject matters. What does this project of yours involve? So I know where to look.”

“I just needed some information about growing plants and breeding them. You see I have these seeds from my world and I wanted to grow some of the plants here. I'll need to know as much as possible since I only have six seeds to work with.”

“Alright I think I know where we can start.” Having made way to the library it was almost unnerving. The sheer number of tomes must have been at least in the thousands. However Dusk made his way around and immediately found the volumes he was searching for. Mulling it over for a moment he pulled three books out and laid them on a nearby table.

“Horticulture volume one, basics of plantae; volume two, genus and species; volume three, breeding. Sweet dude, it sounds like this will cover everything I need.”

“Its no problem Anon, always happy to help with research. If you don't mind me asking what kind of plant do you plan on growing? Oh, and what did the people of your world use it for?”

“Well, the plant is kind of like an herb I guess. It grows like a small fibrous tree with buds and branches everywhere. It has a lot of uses too, the buds themselves contain the chemical THC which I'm sure you know all about. The fibers of the tree can be used to make rope, string, and fabric. The stalks can be used to make paper and the plant itself can be made into biodegradable plastics.”

“Wow, that's a lot of uses for a single plant. What were you planning on doing once you grow a few?”

“I was thinking about opening a shop that sells it and products made with it, and keeping some of the stuff for personal use.”

Dusk put a hoof to his chin as he thought about the implications. “Anon I have a favor to ask, could I possibly get one of those seeds to raise in a laboratory environment? If they don't do well out in the open then I would like to have at least one to study. If only to see how such a specimen could be used in Equestria.”

“Sure, sounds like a good backup in case I mess up.”

Pulling out the bag of sees you hold one out to Dusk. He lifts it with his magic and in a flash of light the seed is sitting in a test tube. Another flash and the test tube is gone. The idea that there was legit magic here was still hard to wrap your head around. It made the impossible possible and it apparently flowed through everything here in some way or another. Learned that after meeting Dusk for the first time. It was on the second slide of his presentation. Didn't really catch much info after that, hard to stay awake.

“Thanks for all of this, I'm gonna head back to the cottage and start reading. I'll let you know if I find anything, need more or find out something that might be useful to you.”

“You're welcome Anonymous and I would be happy to know how this turns out for you. Keep me updated with your crop and I'll do the same.”

Waving goodbye and hefting the books under your arm you walk outside of the castle. Looking at the sky it seemed to be late afternoon. By the time you got to the cottage with the food for the critters it would be just in time for dinner. Smiling at the thought of having some more of Butterscotches cooking you started towards the market at a steady pace. Hopefully it wouldn't be too packed.

The road there only had the stray pony or two milling about. Upon reaching the market most heads turned in your direction. The wide eyes seemed to pierce through you. Taking a deep breath, steeling your nerves, the stares were slightly easier to ignore. The general store clerk recognized you, having been here with Butterscotch before. He was still slightly unsettled but was able to keep it in check.

“Hello sir, here to pick up feed for Butterscotch?”

“Yes just one bag for now.”

Exchanging the bits then slinging the bag of feed over your shoulder you bid a quiet farewell to the nice stallion. On the way out of the store the whispers of the crowd were hard to block out. It made getting out of town an ordeal.

“Why is it still here?”

“I don't know, it's still staying with Butterscotch I think.”

“Humph freeloading freak, I would never let something like that near my home.”

“When will it leave. The prince should kick it out already.”

“No he's probably keeping it around to run an experiment or something.”

“Ha, would serve pretty well for a test subject. Not like there are any laws protecting it.”

It wasn't as bad as the first time going through the town. Still didn't make hearing those things any easier. By the time you got to the cottage you realized at some point you started to run. Now out of breath you dropped the bag and tried to think. This was a great world, it was all a happy and shit, but for some fucking reason you were still the outcast. Back home it was the same thing, nobody had a second thought about being cruel.

Back home with no friends no family it... it sucked. Every day it was hard to get out of bed, the weight of the world was bearing down on you. Trying desperately to crush the life out of this husk of a body. Shit... just need to sit down.

Taking a seat on the ground and staring at your lap didn't exactly help. After a few moments tears started to fall. Those were yours right? It didn't feel like crying though, there was no sadness it was just, nothing. It was almost laughable, a grown adult sitting here crying for no real reason. Some little shits did what. Called you some names and said they wanted you to leave. Was that all it took to break someone? Were you that fucking weak?

A hoof was placed on your shoulder. Looking up Butterscotch was there, he had pity in his eyes. No, that's not pity, sympathy maybe. He smiled when your eyes met and brought you in for a hug.

“I'm here for you Anon, you don't have to feel this way. I'm not going to leave, you're not alone.”

That's right... there were a few ponies here that didn't hate you. They were friends, real ones, and they weren't faking it. They cared, truly and honestly cared. Wrapping arms around the soft body made you feel at ease. This was real, he was real.

“Don't know what I would do without you Scotch, sorry about that.”

“Don't be sorry, just know that I'm your friend and nothing is going to ever change that.”

Pulling back from the hug you look into those teal orbs of his. So much kindness, it warms your heart, knowing that there are ponies out there like him. Taking a moment to stand up a shaky breath leaves your lungs.

“Alright now that my little fit is over how about we get these critters some dinner? They must be hungry.”

Laughing softly Butterscotch gets up and trots towards the yard. “Oh yes, I told them you were bringing back food and they've been waiting.”

“Well I would hate to deprive them of their meal any longer.”

After helping feed the critters you crashed on the couch. This day had taken it's toll and within seconds you were fast asleep. Butterscotch smiled at the sleeping form sprawled out on the couch and gently walked over.

“Sweet dreams Anon, tomorrow is a new day.” He nuzzled your cheek and went upstairs to his own bed, never noticing the smile he brought to your face.

So it Begins

Author's Note

Whats up people, I apologize for the lack of updates. Moving to a different continent throws shit all outa wack. Still don't have internet set up so uploading is a pain in the ass. But! Don't fret there will be more updates, probably at an irregular frequency. Anyway hope you all enjoy the chapter, cheers.

So it Begins

After the usual morning routine of breakfast and then feeding all the critters Butterscotch went into town for his weekly spa trip with Elusive. He offered to let you come too, probably just trying to be courteous. Trying to reject the offer as politely as possible worked like a charm and he trotted off, claiming he would be back in time for lunch.

Eager to get started with growing you crack open the first volume of the horticulture books. The first few chapters were exceedingly dry, but they gave the basics for starting to grow a plant. It seemed like the best option would be to grow them inside for a while. After they got to a respectable size they could be moved to a garden or a greenhouse. A greenhouse... that sounds like a brilliant idea. It would be like those hydroponics labs in the movies. Easy way to keep all the plants watered and make sure they got enough sunlight. Yeah... this is seeming like a better idea by the minute. Gonna have to buy the supplies for the greenhouse somehow though. Maybe until the plants really start growing you could do some odd jobs around town.

Hold up, don't get that far ahead just yet. Haven't even planted the damn things. Closing the book and sitting it on the table you get up and head outside. Scotch keeps his gardening stuff in the shed, he probably has a few spare pots sitting around.

After gathering said pots and filling them with soil you make small indentations in each one. Placing the sees in and covering them up. The only thing left was to give each a good dose of water. After all was said and done the pots sat on a windowsill in the living room. A small bit of pride filled you while looking at your handiwork.

This was going swimmingly, the only thing to do now was wait for the plants to grow. That left... jack all to do. Scotch would be out for another hour at least and its not like any of the ponies around would want to hang out. So far the only two that ever really talked to you were Dusk and Scotch. The rest of their friends seemed kinda sketched out around you. Even though you had Butterscotch as a real friend it was hard to stay positive without him here. With that in mind you sit on the couch staring blankly at the ceiling.

This, this is why boredom is the absolute worst. Every time there wasn't a task at hand this feeling shows up. Its not necessarily negative and it is definitely not positive. It just... is. The best way to explain it would be a lack of emotion. A feeling of absolute emptiness, like you should be crying but there were no tears left to shed in this absence of sadness. It always reminds you of sleeping in a way, not the dream filled kind, the kind where you blink and hours have passed. This is similar to the time in between except now your awake.

The mind is a horrible thing when left to its own devices. At least yours is, not gonna pretend to know how others think. After being thrown around in the maelstrom of your own thoughts for what seems like hours Butterscotch walks in with Elusive. The yellow pegasus smiles in your direction.

“Hello Anon, did you get all of your seeds planted today?”

“Hm? Oh, yeah. I just got done actually, thought I would read up on some of the basics first. The books were pretty cut and dry with the information but it worked out nonetheless. I was just about to wash the dirt off of my hands.”

“I'm glad the books Dusk found for you helped out. Elusive said he wanted to stop by to talk with you... i-if you don't mind that is.”

A smile found its way to your lips, he always managed to do that. Without even trying he made every day brighter. “Of course I don't mind Scotch, Elusive come on I have to clean up and then we can talk in the kitchen.”

“Of course dear.” He trotted behind you, trying to look as regal as possible while doing so. That kind of shit got under your skin, people er... well ponies, who acted as if they were a tier above others just because of their posture and social habits.

After cleaning off your hands you turn and face Elusive while leaning on the counter. “So whatcha need? I'm sure this isn't a purely social visit.”

He sported a look of mock surprise. “Why whatever would make you think that?”

“You know, when I first got here and was at the castle you didn't come within ten paces of me. That and you ponies wear your emotions on your sleeve, so to speak. When you walked in the door I could tell that you had something to tell me.”

He seemed taken aback for a moment before collecting his wits. “Well, I certainly would not have put it quite that way. Although I cannot deny I have something of vital importance to discuss with you. It's about Butterscotch.”

“Go on.”

“Ahm, yes well it seems that he has developed some feelings towards you and he has never dealt with a special somepony before. I would like to advise you on how to let him down in the easiest way possible.”

You couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at that. “What makes you think that I would want to let him down? Maybe I like him too and want to pursue a relationship. Ever think of that?”

“Surely you jest! There is no way that such a thing would ever work. First of all, the two of you are a separate species entirely. Second of all, he is shy and has delicate sensibilities. While you for the very brief encounters I've had, are brash and vulgar. Third of all, he has only known you for less than two weeks!”

Silence permeated the air in the house, it was clear that Elusive had wanted to stop this before it even started. He was content to let you wallow in misery just so he could keep his ideals on a pedestal. Not that he would know that life without Scotch sucked, but you weren't going to give him the satisfaction of knowing.

“Elusive you can go on all day with reasons why YOU think this won't work. Ultimately it's up to Scotch.”

Speaking of the butter yellow pegasus he poked his head out from around the corner. “Uhm... I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, but is everything alright in here? I heard it out in the living room and wanted to check to see if everything was still okay.”

Brushing past Elusive it looked like he was trying to glare a hole through you. “Yeah Scotch everything's good. He was just leaving and I was gonna chill on the couch for a bit.”

The two are mostly silent as you sprawl out on the couch.They mumble some sort of goodbye, then comes the clip clop of a set of hooves. The door opens and closes without another word. Butterscotch walks over to the couch and clears his throat. You turn your head just enough to see him with one eye.

“A-Anon, uhm, Elusive seemed upset just now and I know that whatever you two talked about isn't any of my business. I just can't stand seeing my friends in a bad mood. I Eeep!”

The stallion let out the most adorable noise when you pulled him onto the couch with you. Laying there, holding him close made you feel so warm inside. His heart was pounding away like a bass drum and it looked like most of his blood rushed to his face. That just made this moment all the better.

“A-Anon! What are you doing?!”

“I like you Butterscotch.”

“...huh?”

“I said I like you, and I'm holding you since you probably would have gotten embarrassed and ran upstairs. That plus I've wanted to cuddle for awhile.”

“I... but... how did you... Elusive?”

“No I knew before that, you ponies are easy to read.”

He was silent for a few moments, the blush slowly fading away from his face. When he spoke again it was barely audible. “Why? I don't have any experience with relationships. You would be better off with somepony else.”

“No, I wouldn't be better off. Ever since I got here you have been my friend, willing to give me a home, listen to me Scotch.” He had been avoiding your gaze until then. It took a moment but he eventually met your eyes.

“When everyone else here was scared of me you weren't. You showed me something that none of the others did, kindness. All that really matters in a relationship is if you're willing to try to make it work out. There is no other pony I can think of that would try harder than you.”

He simply laid there beside you, the only time there was a hint of movement was when he went to blink. It was hard to tell what was going through his head. Butterscotch was shy and didn't have much self confidence. Although, that could be overcome if he wanted it enough.

Honestly it was terrifying to simply wait for a response. Never before had you been so vulnerable to another being. This decision had to be his though, you said your piece now all there was to do was wait.

“Anon...”

Well that was faster than expected.

“Yes?”

“If... if you really want to try, then I'm willing to try too. I won't know what I'm doing so you'll have to help me along the way.”

“I've never been in a relationship before either. I'm just as blind as you Scotch.” Yeah no relationships just mindless flings with people you never cared about. Fairly certain those don't count.

“Oh... well I guess this will be a learning experience for the both of us then.”

A smile crosses your face as you lean down to gently kiss him on the forehead. He makes a cute little eep as his face becomes flushed again.

“I'm so glad you said yes Scotch. So what would you like to do for the rest of the day?”

“I uhmm... well we still need to feed the critters lunch and dinner. Then I guess I could make a nice dinner for us. I have some wine that wasn't going to get used.”

“Hmm, that sounds good to me, I'll go give the critters some lunch. You can relax in here.”

“Are you sure? No need for you to do all of that alone.”

“Don't worry 'bout it, just set everything you need up for the dinner.”

Sitting up you turn to look at the pegasus again, he was facing away from you. Such a perfect opportunity couldn't be passed up. Hugging him from behind gave the butter yellow beauty a start. Soon enough he eased into it, seeming to melt in your embrace. A nip at his ear made Scotch shiver and let out a quiet gasp.

“See you when I get back cutie.”

He was still trying to blurt out a response by the time you closed the door. God he was just so freakin cute and fun to mess with. A content sigh escaped your lips as you looked around at all the critters. There was no time in memory that it felt this good to be alive. This sense of peace was to precious to throw away like it was a simple fling. Best to let Scotch go at his own pace, doesn't mean you can't mess with him in the meantime.

Letting out a breathy chuckle you got to work, doing this alone would kill plenty of time. Butterscotch would be able to set something nice up while you were working he wasn't the type to dilly dally... Fuck, 'dilly dally.' This whole being happy thing is already going to your head. Not like that's a bad thing just kind of weird.

After feeding all of the critters there was still time until dinner. After raking the yard, refilling the bird baths, and making sure the animals were content with everything, that problem was emended. All that was left was to wash your hands and head back inside.

When you opened the door the very first thing that stuck out was all the curtains were drawn. Then there were the candles everywhere that made the room glow in a soft light. Walking further in the table was set for two and was cast in the candles light. This... looked like something out of a trashy romance novel and it was perfect. Scotch definitely pulled out all of the stops for this, it was touching. To see someone who cared enough to put in the effort for something like this.

“So uhmm, how did I do?”

Turning to see the pegasus at the the stairs he had a sheepish little smile. His mane had been bushed enough to look like flowing silk. There was just a hint of a blush across his muzzle as well.

“Its perfect, couldn't have asked for anything better.”

An excited smile came to him as he let out a little squee. “I'm so glad you like it Anon! Here sit down and I'll get the food and the wine.”

He did so, the food looked like an alfredo and the wine looked like something fancy. All of the letters were in a golden script.

“I hope you like the pasta dish I made and the wine was a gift from the princess for watching her pet phoenix.”

“Scotch if you made it the food has to be delicious, as for the wine I'm sure the princess of all ponies has good taste.”

He smiled that content little smile of his while I poured each of us a glass of wine. The dinner itself went very well. There was usual small talk and simply enjoying one an others company. Topics ranged from simple things like the weather to the new responsibilities of the friendship council. It was interesting to hear how vital friendship was in this society. It was a nice change of pace from the human world.

After the dinner itself was done the conversation moved on to the couch along with the rest of the wine. It was nice to just sit there cuddling with best pony while drinking. Wine was never really that great but Scotch enjoyed it so that was more than enough. It became evident soon enough that he was also a total lightweight.

“Scotch I think you've had enough dude, time to go to bed.”

He pointed his hoof accusingly in your general direction. “No, you've had enough! Silly Nonny being all silly.” He descended into a giggle fit, while hilarious no need to let him do something stupid. Walking over you sling the pegasus over your shoulder and start towards the stairs.

“Why are we going upstairs Nonny? Are you going to do naughty things to me?”

“Nope, your gonna go to bed.”

“But... but I don't want to!”

“Well too bad.”

He was quiet for a few moments. “Will you stay there with me then?”

“If it keeps you there then sure, just don't throw up on me.”

“Yay! I get to sleep with Nonny!”

Upon reaching his bedroom you gently sit him down on the bed. Making your way to the opposite side. When you start to lay down a yellow blur hug tackles you down, clinging tightly to your chest. Since it would be best to give the stallion what he wants you wrap your arms around him. He smiles like its the best thing in the world.

“Goodnight Nonny.”

“Night Scotch.”

Satisfaction

Waking up this morning wasn't so bad, truth be told it's kind of pleasant. Butterscotch was still out cold cuddled up on your chest. The only downside of the situation was not being able to move without waking Scotch up. This usually wouldn't be a problem since he always woke up before you, but with how much he drank last night it's not like him being comatose is surprising. Taking a moment to study the butter yellow pegasus, it's made apparent by his peaceful demeanor that waking him would be a crime against nature.

His wings were fully stretched out while he hugged you tightly. Scotches mane was all frazzled in the most adorable way. Thinking on it now he was probably going to tweak out when he did get up. While he did agree to a date sleeping with him was slightly unexpected. The thought of the adorable little dude getting all flushed and embarrassed made you chuckle. The small amount of noise was all it took to get Scotch to stir.

He blinked lazily as a hoof came towards his face to rub the sleep away. At this point Scotch started to wake up, and subsequently realized his position on you. All of his muscles tensed as he slowly turned to face you. Upon locking eyes Butterscotch froze.

Greeting him with a warm smile you plant a little kiss on the tip of his nose. “Good morning sunshine. Sleep well?”

Scotches face looked like a thermometer that was just stuck under a heat lamp. Red rose from chin to forehead and it was hilarious. You couldn't help but snicker as he tried to stammer out a response.

“You can relax Scotch it's just me here nothing to worry about. Just take some deep breaths and chill out for a sec.”

He nodded and closed his eyes, slowly breathing in and out. After a few repetitions of this cycle. His heart rate calmed down a bit and his face didn't look like a tomato anymore. Scotch looked down and smiled at you. That content little smile of his that always went on when things were serene.

“I slept really well actually, you're uhm really comfy. If you don't mind me saying that is...”

“I don't mind at all silly pony. Maybe we should make a habit of this if every morning will start off this well.”

His face tinged red again as he took an interest in the wall. “I think I would like that Anon.”

With that he got up off of the bed and trotted towards the door, no doubt on his way to start the morning ritual of breakfast for you two and then breakfast for all of the critters. After using the bathroom you followed him down. A glance in the kitchen showed that the eggs were almost ready. Upon entering the living room a peculiar sight makes itself apparent. The five plants that were left on the windowsill overnight had grown a foot tall in that short period of time.

Scotch came out and promptly closed your jaw with a little giggle. Then looked for himself at the sheer growth of the plants. “Wow Anon didn't you just plant those yesterday?”

You nod your head in silence. This shouldn't be possible, by no means were you an expert but plants don't grow that fucking fast. They should have taken weeks or months, at this rate they would be fully grown in less than a week. You couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. If this kind of shit happened back home people would have lost their minds. Everyone and their mother would have plants and growers would have been fucked six ways to Sunday.

The excitement gets to you and being unable to hold it in anymore Scotch gets scooped up and twirled around in a hug. He squeaks in surprise but soon joins in your mirth. Once he's back on the ground you kiss his forehead. “Sorry about that dude, I just got so pumped to see that the plants are doing so well.”

“Hehe, don't worry Anon that's nothing that calls for an apology. I'm glad this seems to be working out so well.”

That right there is why Butterscotch is the best. He can be so happy just to see another enjoying themselves. Not a selfish or envious bone in his cute little body. The two of you move on to breakfast and afterwards head outside to do the usual chores.

“Hey Butters, lets knock these chores out real quick. I gotta go see Dusk and ask if he knows why the plants are behaving the way they are.”

“Oh, don't worry about it Anon. Go ahead and see Dusk, I'm sure that he's just as excited as you are.”

You turn towards him and furrow your brow in mock hurt. “What and leave you alone to do all of this? You must think me some sort of douche.”

He puts a hoof up to his mouth to stifle the giggle. “I'll be fine, there wasn't anything I had to do today anyway.”

“Well I guess, thanks Scotch I'll be back as soon as I'm done.” Turing to start towards the castle you stop and do a one eighty. Butterscotch looks confused for a moment before you plant a kiss on the tip of his nose. Then you dash off like a colt who just stole a cookie from the jar. “Thanks babe!”

Partway down the trail an image of Scotch getting all flushed at that statement comes to mind. He was just so freakin cute when he got all embarrassed, it was impossible to not mess with him. When you finally make it to the crystal castle you knock loudly on the door. “Hey Dusk you home?”

There was a grumbling on the other side and the door opened to reveal Spines. Dusks little dragon assistant. She looked like she just crawled out of bed. “He's in the lab just follow me.”

Walking through the grand structure something struck you as odd. The halls seemed to be awfully bare and the only places that seemed to have anything in them were the most frequently used. It gave the whole place an empty feeling. Upon entering the lab Dusk was casting magic on a foot tall plant under some lights and sprinklers. Being so focused on the task at hoof he failed to notice your entrance. Spines just walked out after having led you to the room, just leaving you and Dusk.

The spell around the plant faded and the purple unicorn turned to be greeted by none other than you. A surprisingly feminine shriek filled the lab and he jumped up like a startled cat. Bursting into uncontrollable laughter at the scene Dusk was left to recover from the surprise.

“He... Hello there Anon nice of you to pop in. A little warning next time would be nice.”

You settle down from your outburst and regain composure. “Sorry about that dude, you seemed pretty focused and I didn't want to interrupt.”

“Fair enough, I assume your here to ask about the astounding growth rate of the plant sample you provided for me.”

“Eeyup.”

“Good I just got done scanning the structure of it and was about to run a diagnostic.” He stepped over to a monitor hooked up to a receiver of sorts. The same glow that had surrounded the plant now enveloped the antenna. After the spell faded all sorts of text rolled across the screen. Dusks eyes seemed to move a mile a minute reading over all of the data. When the text finally stopped he paused for a moment in contemplation.

“Alright Anon I believe that I know what has caused this. In this world magic exists in the form of mana particles in the air. This plant and you for that matter come from a world were these particles do not exist. So when this plant was grown in soil with mana particles it seemed to integrate the particles into its structure. The plant before you is a magically infused strain of the original. From the readings that I have gathered the effects of the mana particles are as follows: a much faster growth rate, ability to produce flowers at a faster pace, and a magical insecticide that will deter any would be attackers.”

“Wow, that sounds like super plant to me. Thanks for all of the info.”

“It was my pleasure, any chance I get to study a new subject matter is taken. Also I hope you don't mind but I sent a letter to the princess yesterday about this plant. That included everything you told me about it.”

Your face suddenly fell. Whenever the higher ups get involved in this sort of thing they always manage to muck things up. Maybe coming to Dusk wasn't such a good idea...

“When the Princess replied she said that such a plant would be extremely valuable to Equestria as a whole and sent me a grant to give you. She wants them to be studied extensively and saw this as a great opportunity to help you find a place in this world. The grant itself is for five thousand bits, and Princess Celestia also sent the names and addresses of some organizations that would like to study the applications right away.”

He levitated a sack of bits onto the table. This was unbelievable the Princess had personally gave you a grant to get going and already had researchers lined up to but the product in bulk. Everything about this sounded way to good to be true. But the pony in front of you wasn't the sort to lie and the sack felt pretty real. There was only one thing left to do...

Dusk Shine let out a yelp when you picked him up in a bear hug. “Thank you thank you thank you! This is so freakin awesome dude I don't know what else to say!”

“Could you put me down please?” Dusk had struggled to get that out, best let him go.

As you put him down you were still beaming a the guy. He had basically orchestrated your dream come true. He looked a little sheepish at the sudden attention but soon righted himself. Still wearing a happy smile of his own.

“I'm glad to be of help. If there's anything else you need please don't hesitate to ask.”

“No worries Dusk you've done more than enough. I gotta get home so I can tell Scotch about this.”

“Alright stop by any time Anon.”

You waved him farewell as you hefted the sack of bits over your shoulder. On the walk back to the cottage there were some strange looks. Most likely at the bits. Although that wasn't about to stop you. On the final stretch home the goal was dead ahead. Unceremoniously the door was kicked open causing the yellow pegasus inside to yell in fright. Angel was up on the coffee table in what should have been an imposing stance. Upon seeing you he huffed and got Butterscotch out from under the couch where he hid.

“Sup dude look what the crown gave me.” You plop the bag down and let Scotch bask in its shiny golden glory. After he had picked his jaw up from the floor he adopted a smile and trotted towards you.

“You said you got this from the crown?”

“Eeyup, Dusk sent a report to Celestia talking about the plant and its properties. She responded with 'take my money.' I'm paraphrasing but you get the point. Anyway long story short I have money, customers, a magical plant that will crank out product like no tomorrow, and a kickass boyfriend that I can cuddle. All in all this is a great fuckin day.”

Scotch let out a good natured laugh as he closed the gap between you two. He used his wings to get on eye level and left a kiss right on your nose. He still flushed a bit but progress has been made. Yet, that didn't save him from the hug that came next. Holding the pegasus close you laid down on the couch with Scotch resting on your chest.

No words were said, none needed to be. It was a comfortable silence with a kind soul. In that moment it donned on you. Never before in your life had you been so... content with things. For once it didn't seem like an uphill battle. The steady breathing and heartbeat of someone you held dear sounded more beautiful than a sirens song. It was with this thought that you drifted off into a dream. It was unlike any other you had ever had. There was a warmth in the air that seemed to hold you close as a pair of wings wraped around you from behind. He smelled of a spring day, where all of the flowers and trees were in bloom. He nuzzled you and pulled you closer until only one thought remained, “I'm home.”

It just keeps getting better

The past two months had been eventful to say the least. With the funding and advanced payments setting up a little shop had been a cinch. Funnily enough it was on the same road a Scotches house, except a little closer to town. It was a small two story house that had admittedly needed some work at first. Although the best thing about the property was the expansive amount of land it had out back. It was filling up with greenhouses at an absurd rate, the reproductive and growth cycle of the magic infused strains was fuckin nuts.

The medicinal property test the science ponies had run came back mostly positive. Ever since they had been buying in bulk to test out new medicines. The local ponies seemed to take a shine to the plant as well since it was reported to be legal for personal use and consumption. All kinds of ponies were coming and trying out the different strains. Everything from the original 'subject zero' to apple flavored 'red delicious.'

The book Dusk had given you on horticulture was pivotal in that regard. It gave the required knowledge to cross breed all kinds of desirable traits. It was still a bit early, even with the absurd reproductive cycle, but there were plenty of new 'flavors' for ponies to try. Scotch had even taken up smoking with you. It was really nice being able to share that sort of thing with him.

He had mellowed out a little bit after taking it up. He wasn't any happier or relaxed per se, but he was a lot less jumpy and panic-y. His favorite strain so far was the aptly named 'sapphire delight.' That particular strain was a pain in the ass to make, since it had come from poison joke. Getting a pollen sample was not... pleasant, we don't talk about that. Anyway that stuff made it damn near impossible not to laugh at almost everything, it was a great workout for your abs.

Speaking of workouts one of the most frequent customers was surprisingly Rainbow Blitz. He said it was a great way to unwind after a hard day of practicing, go figure. As you idly flip through a fantasy novel the bell on the door rings and in walks the technicolor pegasus himself.

“Hey Anon! What up dude?”

You put the book down after marking the page. “Not a whole lot Blitz just chillin like a villain. What can I get for ya today?”

He looked through the glass display to see if there was anything he hadn't had recently. He looked up with a slightly disappointed frown. “Haven't came up with any wacky new breeds yet?”

It was hard not to smile at his enthusiasm. “Just for you Blitz I think I do, gimme a sec.” Ducking into the back of the store you found a jar on your desk of the newest strain you bred. It was gonna pin this little ponies ass to the ground for a good few hours. Grabbing the jar you head back out to the counter.

“Now I'm gonna warn you dude this stuff is a little more potent than my other strains. I would recommend not even trying to fly after starting to smoke it. Now without further adieu, I give you 'warhammer.'” Placing the jar on the counter Blitz looked at it with an appraising eye before giving you a puzzled look.

“I don't see what's so special about this. Its a little darker and is kinda shiny but it doesn't look that different.”

“That my rainbow colored pal is where you are wrong. Now I can only sell you a gram of this stuff since this was only the first harvest from a rather stout plant. It is currently all I have. Here let me show you a gram of warhammer.”

Getting out the old fashioned scale from beneath the counter you open the jar and carefully start to place bit after bit of bud onto the platform. After you finished Rainbow looked up at you in disbelief.

“There is no freakin way that is a gram.”

You couldn't help but wear a smug smile at that statement. “I assure you it is, this stuff is dense as hell and if you feel it the whole bud is sticky. The THC in this particular strain turned into a sap like substance and gave it that dull sheen. I'm not lying when I say this stuff will rock your world dude.”

“I guess I'll trust you on this, but it better not make me act weird like that other stuff did!”

“Dude weed doesn't make you do anything you didn't already want to do. Not my fault you got baked with Dusk and ended up spooning with him.”

“But I was the little spoon!”

“Like I said, nothing you don't already want to do. I'm betting it went something like this. 'Oh Dusk hold me in your big strong hooves and never let go!' 'Of course my little rainbow maned beauty. How could I resist those feminine wiles!'

Blitz broke in to the reenactment by flying past the counter and pinning you against the wall. “You're no better than me mister! You are the one actually dating another stallion.”

“But Rainbow you forget, I am the big spoon.” He raised a hoof to deliver a punch, in retrospect, totally worth it.

Just then the door opened and in walked Butterscotch, he took one look at the situation and shook his head. “What did he say this time?”

“He said I had 'feminine wiles' and used them on Dusk!”

Scotch fixed you with a stern stare. “Is that true Anon?”

“Yes, but to be fair you used your feminine wiles on me and I was totally fine with that.”

His stare softened the slightest bit. “Anon you should know not to tease Rainbow Blitz about Dusk like that, you know he's sensitive about his sexuality.”

“Hey! I'm not sensitive!”

“Dude you have a weight button, I think you're a little sensitive.”

“I could still beat the crap out of you ya know.”

“Noted. Now how about we head over to the castle to chill for a bit. I'll smoke us all up with this bit of warhammer. How does that sound?”

Blitz had seemed to calm down enough and drifted back down to the floor. “Fine but if you start with that stuff again I won't hold back Anon.”

“I'll be sure not to tease you Blitzy. Now if you'll excuse me.” Walking over to your yellow beauty you pick him up and plant a gentle kiss on his forehead. He giggles and wraps his hooves around your torso.

“So how are you doing today love? Anything special to report?”

“No, all of the critters were well behaved and didn't get hurt at all today. I just came by to pick up my Nonny.”

“Well here I am. Now what are you gonna do to me?”

Still over by the counter Rainbow made a dry heaving sound. “Would you two get a room for all of that mush? It's gross seeing you two do that.”

Scotch let go of your torso so you sat him on the ground. He turned to Blitz and the corner of his mouth turned up just the slightest bit. “Don't talk like that Rainbow I'm sure you'll find somepony to cuddle with someday.”

His coat went from cyan to red in a flash. He grabbed his gram off of the counter left a few bits and marched out of the store Scotch and yourself were trying not to delve into laughing fits as Blitzes scratchy voice yelled out, “Come on already!”

The walks through town had gotten much more pleasant as of late. The ponies here were getting pretty used to you by now and greeted you with warm smiles and waves. It probably didn't hurt that the locals were really enjoying the product you provided. Either way it was nice, the atmosphere of the town was damn near perfect.

“Oh there you three are! I've been looking everywhere for you.” A distinctly pompous voice called out. The little group stopped in its tracks and turned to see Elusive trotting to up with a little grin on his face. Ever since he got that second boutique in Canterlot that look hasn't left.

“So where are the three of you off to on such a lovely day? Hmm?”

Blitz didn't miss a beat. “We're headed over to the castle, wanna come?”

Elusive shot the briefest of glances in your direction, in that moment his eyes narrowed a small bit. “I would love to join my friends but I must decline. I have a prior engagement to attend to. You know, entertaining nobles interested at my establishment and such. Ta-ta for now!”

You start back towards the castle as soon as Elusive trots off. The other two are quick to catch up. “Hey, uhm, Anon?”

Looking down at Scotch with an eyebrow raised he continues. “You and Elusive haven't had any more fights... have you?”

Well looks like this conversation is happening, it did seem inevitable after all. “No Butter Butt we haven't. I try to minimize contact with ponies I don't like. It seems like the mature thing to do after all, instead of rubbing my elite clients and absurd amount of bits in others faces.”

To your right Blitz was trying and failing to hold in a laughing fit. Scotch was covering his face again and one could only assume he was red as a beat behind there. What did... shit.

“I called you that out loud didn't I?” The only response from Scotch was a slight nod of the head. Rainbow had gotten his laughing under enough control to ask.

“Why the hay do you call him butter butt?” Apparently the mere mention of the name sent him into hysterics.

A grin spread across your face as a response came to mind. You leaned in close to his ear to make sure Butterscotch didn't hear. “Well have you seen his flank? Its yellow and makes me want to eat it up. There's no way in all the time you've known him that you haven't thought of hittin that at least once.”

Blitz stopped and had a scandalized look on his face as he hovered in place. Then he zipped forward to the castle door almost fast enough that I didn't see his cheeks turn a cute shade of pink. “Hey look guys, we made it!”

He went on to pound away at the door, probably hoping I wouldn't reveal his little secret. Scotch had gained control of his facilities once again and looked at you with a scowl that would make your mother proud.

“What did you tell him Anonymous?” Oh shit, the full name. Gotta think fast...

“Hey look Scotch, we made it to the castle!” Dashing to the door hindsight caught up and made it clear the price for that pitiful escape would be steep. Good thing that is future Anons problem. Finally Spines opened the door, she only spared us a glance before turning back around. “Dusk is in the library, head on in.”

As we walked towards the den of Dusk a little thought wouldn't stop nagging the back of your head. “Hey guys, where does spines go all the time? I mean when shes not with Dusk she's nowhere to be found.”

Both pairs of eyes got as wide as saucer plates and they cast nervous glances at one another. “You don't want to know.” They said in unison.

You cast a sideways glance at them and shrugged. Gotta choose your battles Anon, some mysteries are better left unsolved. The doors to the library were open and Dusk seemed to be putting away the last tomes for the day. He turned around after noticing the group enter.

“Oh, hey guys. What brings you all here?”

You stepped forward and wrapped and arm around his shoulders. “What brings us here, my bookish pal, is the need to discover a world beyond our own. To elevate our minds and expand our horizons like never before!”

All three of the ponies looked at you with a deadpan stare. Seems they don't appreciate a little theatrical embellishment. “So you made a new strain and want to share it with us?”

Slapping the alicorn on the back you bark out a laugh. “Eeyup, I knew you would break the code Dusk, I had the utmost faith in you.”

As everypony in the room began to walk to the usual spot Rainbow flew up next to you. “Anon has anypony ever told you that you get weird when you're about to smoke?”

“Yes they have, my reason being that there is absolutely no reason to not be excited. I mean weather it's alone or with friends smoking is always enjoyable, although it is better with friends.”

He shrugs as we enter the room designated for smoking in the castle. It was quite nice, plush pillows everywhere, couches, and a small kitchen for all needs munchie related. As everyone gets in a little circle of pillows you are about to start preparations when an idea strikes. An absolutely awful, idiotic, and irresistible idea.

“I just got the greatest idea, everypony, wait here. I'll be back in a sec.” One made dash to Dusks lab later and you return with all the necessary parts.

“Anon what are you doing with my spare lab equipment?” His face was starting to turn into a scowl but that look was about to get turned right around.

“Oh, I'm sorry, I just figured you would like to incorporate a little experiment into our smoke time. But if I can't modify some equipment then I guess I'll just go put it all back.” Turning around Dusk immediately stops you with a levitation field and turns you to face his beaming smile.

“Really? Are you sure it won't be something I haven't already learned. I mean I did conduct a TON of experiments on the stuff.”

“Yes I'm sure. This is more about ways to introduce the matter into the body. In an extremely effective way I might add.”

He was hooked. Trotting in place like an excited little filly for a moment, then he sat down and patiently waited to start. Meanwhile Blitz was looking on with only mild interest and Scotch probably knew where this was going. After all there was already one at his place.

You cleared your throat and tried to do a overblown professor impression. “Now as you all know the standard method of ingestion is through combustion and inhalation. The problem with this is the lungs capacity and our brains self preservation reflex. Now what I am about to do is make an artificial lung in a manner of speaking.”

Sitting one large beaker in the middle of the floor you pick up a smaller one and turn back to the ponies. “Now I'll need a volunteer.” Dusks hoof shot up immediately, good thing to since he was the only one who could help with this.

“Yes, you good stallion, could you use magic to melt five evenly spaced holes at the bottom of this beaker please.” Dusk had a slightly confused look on his face but complied anyway. Taking the new holey beaker you set it to the side and filled the other with water. When it was a sufficient way full the other was gently placed in and filled as well. Taking out a glass cover you ask Dusk to burn another hole in this one. After he finished you took it back, placed a slider on the top, and voila.

Rainbow looked at the wondrous contraption with interest while Dusk was bouncing and literally unable to keep his mouth shut.

“Oh! That's so ingenious! So this will allow us to force more smoke than usual into our lungs per hit! Anon where did you come up with this?”

“Dusk when a stoner has green and nothing to smoke out of they turn into engineers. I saw a dude turn an apple into a pipe before. Anyway Dusk explained the basics of this but one thing he left out is it's a little bit harsh. So it'll take some getting used to. Trust me though, it is worth it. This is by far the most efficient way to smoke, not only does it conserve green it also gets you way higher off of less. Now I'll demonstrate.”

Pulling out the magic pony lighter Dusk made you get ready (It is actually really cool, it's a 'V' shape for hooves and has a neon green flame). Taking a deep breath and lighting the contraption you slowly raise it up, letting breath out in the meantime. Once the hit is ready you pop off the cap and take a quick drag. Holding it in burns like a mother fucker but you gotta show these ponies who is the king. The slow exhale feels like heaven and after a few short coughs all is good.

The ponies all look at the device with renewed interest. Blitz was the fist to step up to the plate. “Dude! That was AWESOME! I gotta go next.”

“Sure, let me hold it and light it for ya so you don't get any water.”

“No, I wanna do it myself. Gimme the light.”

“Fine but you were warned.” After he took the lighter and started the hit Scotch broke his quiet streak.

“Uhm, Rainbow. I think you should listen to Anon. He knows about this stuff and I still let him do it for me...”

“Yeah, well, he's your coltfriend so that's fine but I'm good at this stuff too ya know.”

After he reached the capacity for smoke he popped the lid and dove down for his hit. Wait for it... wait for it... he came up suddenly and spit out a little bit of water then fell onto his stomach in an immense coughing fit. You couldn't help but smile and remember ye olde days when you were a young buck and took your first dive. Ah, great times.

Dusk seemed a little concerned for Rainbows health and was looking a little apprehensive. “Are you sure he's going to be fine Anon?”

“No worries twinkle butt, after he finishes that motha fucka gonna be high as a kite and knowing him he'll want another. Now you're up buddy.”

It was basically a repeat of Blitzes hit minus the water. Still it was a damn good one and now it was time for Scotch to show the featherweights up. He leaned in close with a half lidded gaze. Then asked in a voice like lavender, “You wanna share this one Nonny?” With the background noise of two ponies hacking their lungs up this couldn't have been any more romantic.

A content smile crosses your face and you plant a little kiss on his forehead. All of the usual sensations and feelings were heightened tenfold and the euphoria couldn't be any sweeter. “Of course love, nothing would make me happier.”

Helping out Scotch and sharing with him was incredible. Ever since you introduced the concept he couldn't get enough. Butterscotch was a touchy-feely pony and an experience as intimate as this one? It was right up his alley. Once Scotch took in the smoke he held it for just a moment before locking lips with you. Running your hand through the beautiful pink mane it is impossible to focus on anything other than the perfect stallion in front of you. Someone who cared, who embraced differences, and never failed to show kindness even in the most cruel of situations... and he was all yours.

All to soon he backed away, taking in breaths and giving you a look that reflected your passion. The smoke was slowly rolling out of your mouth, it was almost hard to let it go. After all it had been a part of Scotch, albeit briefly.

Somepony to your left cleared their throat and that was enough to snap you out of the haze. Looking over a laugh escaped you, sitting there with heavy blushes across each of their faces and proud wing erections were Dusk and Blitz. Scotch turned red as well but instead of hiding he simply came to be by your side. Draping an arm across him a cheeky grin donned your features.

“Stare all you want boys but he's mine.” Blitz just started to grumble to himself while Dusk at least tried to carry on.

“So, uhm, yeah. That was nice... I guess? Whatever, that thing packs a punch so I'm fine Anon, thanks for sharing.”

“No worries dude, just spreading happiness and erections wherever I go. Yo Rainbow, we're gonna hit the road, so if you want another one take it, I'll leave the slide here.” That got him on the right track, he still had a wing boner though...

“Well since you offered, I'm gonna. Just gotta get hyped first.” Blitz went on making some really weird faces and breathing in and out too fast to be healthy. Not gonna lie... pretty sure he's stalling.

“Alright dude catch ya later, Dusk do me a favor and make sure he doesn't try to fly home.”

“I'm on it Princess Anon, consider it done.” He held a hoof to his mouth to stifle a giggle. On that note you followed Scotch to the door and headed back down the hall. When you two were out of earshot Scotch spoke your mind.

“Wanna bet Blitzy tries sharing with Dusk?”

“Eeyup, I give it an hour, two tops until they're back in Dusks bedroom.”

“Nonny, Dusk wouldn't be a perv like that. Not everypony thinks with their second head like you do.” Oh, that smug little fluffer nutter.

“Hey I never said anything of the sort. They'll probably just do some real intense cuddling, maybe a massage.”

“Ooo, a massage sounds really nice right now.”

“Well maybe if you're a good boy I'll give you a taste of these magic fingers.”

“I'll make sure to be on my best behavior then.”

As you exited the castle Scotch was firmly against your side. His warmth and fur felt soothing on the walk back to the cottage. As he entered you couldn't help but look up at the sky. Stars were scattered everywhere in orderly chaos. They all seemed to frame the crescent moon hanging above.

“You can't give me that massage you promised from out there, silly Nonny.”

Breaking away from the sight you look at the yellow beauty in the doorway. “Your right I guess I'll just have to come inside to feel you up." He giggled and closed the door behind you. It was hard to imagine anything that could top this.

This Love This Hate

Most of the time people and ponies like to be proven right. Although there are certain times when being proved wrong is pretty awesome. This was one such time, when you believed life couldn't get any freaking better it did. A curious pony had walked into the shop and she had this... feel-good vibe to her. Her coat was green and she had these sick looking dreadlocks.

“Hey dude, Butterscotch told me to swing by this place since I was visiting. Said this seemed like my kind of place.” She cast her gaze around the shop taking in the décor. The myriad of bright colors and posters seemed to make a positive impression. “I have to say I like the aura of this place, really laid back.”

“Glad you like it. I was kind of going for a chill atmosphere but with a little bit more energy ya know? So you said you were visiting Scotch?”

“Yeah he and I met at the gala we totally connected. He had such a kind and beautiful aura. With his connection to nature we were bound to be friends. We keep in touch by writing but this is the first time I visited. He was telling me about this alien type guy he let crash at his place and got together with. Seeing you and your aura now I can tell he has good taste.”

This pony was awesome, she is the stereotypical hippy and that's hilarious. The half lidded gaze an nonchalant attitude about everything is contagious. It is for that reason that you ignore the fact that she sort of just hit on you.

“Did he tell you what I sell here?”

“Yeah, he said you sell a special herb that helps ponies chill out and stuff. The way he explained it the world becomes brighter and more vivid. What that means for each individual is up in the air.”

“Well I can take an educated guess there. I'm guessing that you meditate?” She nodded her head. “Of course, well based on your personality and habits this will probably just be a shortcut to a meditative state for you.”

Her eyes widened just a little bit and they seemed to be shimmering. “That sounds rad. Can I try it out?”

“Sure dude anything for one of Scotches friends.” Except for Elusive, pretentious prick. “Come on we can go for a nature walk while we smoke.” Leading her out the back door you find a trial into the woods and start walking side by side at a leisurely pace. The air was crisp, birds were chirping, and the sun pierced through the canopy. All of the sights and sounds were relaxing. They brought you a simple joy that was hard to explain.

After a deep breath you pulled out a joint, lighting the end and inhaling the world became even brighter that before. Passing it to... you never even asked her name, dick move. “Yo, sorry but I never caught your name.”

She looked up at you with her content smile. “No worries dude, it's Treehugger.” Really... how apt. Passing it to her she eyed the stick of burning foliage curiously before taking a drag. Her eyes lit up as she took in her surroundings again. She smiled a little wider this time.

“Wow Anon, you were like, totally right. I can feel the world around me. Everything is just like I was meditating for hours... this seems a little like cheating.”

“Heh, it kind of is but meditating gives you a sort of calm that can't be matched by anything. Think of this as the instant version, quicker and a lot more convenient but not quite the same.”

“I can see why everypony is talking about this stuff, it's rad.” The walk continued until you were only left with a roach. At this point Treehugger had stopped and started to stare at a weeping willow. She had a tear in her eye as she went up to the trunk and started to pet it.

“There there, no need to feel sad. Look around you, there may not be any willows but there are others. You don't need to feel alone.” She went on like this for a good ten minutes. It was kind of funny until it started to get a little creepy. Treehugger lived up to her namesake then left the willow alone. She looked downtrodden on her return. Kneeling down you placed a hand on her shoulder.

“I'm sure the willow appreciates the kind words. You probably just made her feel a whole lot better by just talking.” She smiled and hugged you and you hugged back. Physical contact really wasn't your forte, unless it was with Scotch, but you endured it for her sake. While it didn't last long, from Treehuggers expression it did the trick.

“So you wanna head back to the shop? We can chill there while I order some food.”

“Sounds good to me.” The trip back to the shop didn't take long and neither did the pizza delivery pony. She chatted for a minute and it turned out that their shop had been getting business like crazy recently, a few thank you's later she had to leave and make more deliveries. It was nice knowing that other shops were benefiting from your business as well.

The rest of the day was spent chatting with Treehugger about this and that. She talked of meditation and her travels. You mainly talked about Scotch and the shop. By the time the sun had set Treehugger had to catch her train out of town. It was kind of a bummer that she wouldn't be staying any longer. The two of you got along well but such is life.

After locking up the shop and starting the trip home something occurred to you. Scotch didn't stop by even once today. While it wasn't unheard of for him to do that it usually came with a forewarning. Picking up that pace you made it to the cottage in a few minutes. Panic started to set in. All of the lights were out, Scotch wouldn't shut off lights unless he left or was in bed. Seeing as it was only seven he couldn't be asleep.

Bursting through the door there was no noise at all. The usual bustle of critters running around was absent. What in the absolute fuck is going on? No animals in the house was strange as all hell. There were always a few birds at least or Angel. This was starting to become terrifying, what if something had happened to Scotch? As fear was clawing at your heart you sprinted up the stairs to your room. On the bed was a lump completely covered up. Angel was at the foot of the bed with his ears down and a frown on his face. He looked at you and shook his head.

Looking at the covers you gently pulled them down to reveal Butterscotch curled into a tight ball. The sheets around his face were soaked with what could be assumed as tears. His eyes were bloodshot and had a distant look in them. He didn't seem to notice you until you tried to touch him. Violently flinching away he snapped from the daze and looked at you... that look tore you apart.

He was terrified of you, fresh tears streaming down his cheeks. His breath was quick and shallow. The way Scotch was shaking he should have been outside in a blizzard. “Scotch, love, what's wrong?” You asked in the most gentle voice you could manage.

He opened his mouth then closed it. Choking back a sob Scotch tried to calm down enough to talk with no success. “Love, just come here and tell me what's wrong.”

Reaching out to him your hands were swatted away. Looking on with shock and hurt you didn't think possible he actually started to yell. “Don't call me that! All of the things you said and did were just lies! I trusted you and loved you and... and you don't even love me back. I tried to give you anything you wanted but that wasn't enough was it? I turned out to be too boring for you so you jump on the first opportunity to get someone more like you. I guess I'm just that worthless aren't I.”

What did he mean? Did you do something? “Scotch, I have never lied to you and I still love-”

“Just, leave Anon.” The finality in that statement cut deeper that any knife could. Whatever happened he was torn up about it. Turning around and walking out you heard him mutter under his breath. “I guess Elusive was right...”

After making it outside you just walked with tears streaming down your face. Mulling over his words just made them hurt that much more. When the sobbing started it was to much of a chore to walk so you sat down and just cried. There would be no laughing this time. Other times the pain was trivial and laughing at it was easy. This was a completely different beast. This was sorrow like you've never experienced before. The one person who made this world so great, who made this a world worth living in... couldn't bear the sight of you. The more and more you thought the more a certain name came to mind. “Elusive.”

Sorrow was soon mixed with rage. He had something to do with this and you were going to find out what that was by any means necessary. Standing up with newfound purpose you made your way into town. If that smug waste of space was the driving force behind this he was going to PAY.

Author's Note

Hey people, sorry for the relative shortness of this chapter but the stopping point was solid in my mind and stretching out the middle bits made it feel awkward. Anyway what do you think Anon will do with his newfound rage? What will Scotch do about his feelings? All this and more in the next episode of DBZ! Sorry I've been watching super and if you haven't checked that out you totally should. That aside peace out and have a wonderful day/night.

Won't let go

Author's Note

Just wanted to put a warning up here that there's so sex down there... you have been warned. Enjoy!

Won't let go

Red, it was the only thing you could see. When hearing of others experiencing this level of anger and saying 'all I could see was red' the meaning of that statement never clicked until now. It was almost as if your bodies only driving force was the rage inside of your soul. Not typically being a violent individual you managed to surprise yourself by pounding on Elusives door and grabbing him by the horn as soon as he opened it. Shutting the door and driving him deeper into the house was easy. Every time he tried to get free or protest a little bending pressure on his precious appendage was all it took to shut him up. Once in the kitchen he was against a wall and made to sit down.

“Listen closely you fucking waste of functioning organs. You are going to tell me what happened with Scotch without excluding a single detail. Doing so would be hazardous for your health.”

He gluped and tried to nod, it turned into more of a head twitch given his current situation. “I saw that friend of his go into your store and got curious. I waited a bit and when the two of you emerged I decided to follow. I was close enough to hear your conversation and the two of you really seemed to hit it off, so I left to go tell Butterscotch the good news. I got to his cottage and after some small talk over tea I brought up what I had heard. He smiled and said he was glad you two were having a good time and that he was going to go to your store to pick you up.Before he could get up I informed him how I thought it would be a bad idea. Explaining further that how well you two connected seemed more similar to the way somepony would meet their soul mate. So we went back over what happened except I pointed out a few details to him. Then he-”

A slight twist made him yelp, like a dog that got its tail stepped on. “Exactly what 'few details' did you point out?”

“I was talking about soul mates and pointed out how similar the two of you were and saying how relaxed she seemed around you and please for the love of Celestia stop twisting my horn!”

You stopped, the picture was becoming more clear now but there was still one detail missing. “He said that I lied and didn't love him back that doesn't sound like Scotch to me. Maybe at first but not anymore, what did you say to him?”

“I... I told him that while talking to Treehugger you were asking for advice on how to let him down easy.” He closed his eyes and left his fate up to you. On one hand what he did as one of the lowest things someone could do, on the other... Scotch is more important. You let go of Elusives horn and as you leave something stops you for a moment. Turning to see Elusive on the floor on the verge of tears made something click.

“When or if Scotch comes by you will tell him the truth. I don't want to see you at or around the cottage, ever, and if you see me keep your distance. Being in your presence makes me physically ill.” With your piece said it was time to try and cheer Scotch up. The night air was slightly chilly as you ran back home.

Slowing down on the approach to the cottage it was exactly as you expected it to be. Still dark and dead, no animals no noise other than the wind. Walking up to the door your slightly surprised to find it unlocked. You were almost certain that he would have tried to lock you out. Then again this is Butterscotch, he doesn't have a cruel bone in his body. Slowly and quietly you make your way upstairs the door to the bedroom was still opened and Scotch was still there under the covers.

Instead of being still this time he was tossing and turning fiercely, probably a nightmare. Sitting down on the edge of the bed you gently rub his back and hum a little lullaby. He always did like it when you did that, said it was really soothing. Soon enough he calmed down and you could hear sniffs coming from under the blankets so you stopped rubbing him and just waited until he was ready. A few minutes passed before he spoke in a muffled voice. “I told you to leave.”

You let out a long sigh. “I did and I talked to Elusive, if you go to him he'll tell the truth this time.” That had gained enough of his attention to get him to come out a little bit. He poked his head out from the covers and gave a wide and red eyed stare.

“What do you mean he'll tell the truth this time?” It was hard not to smile at that.

“What I mean is Elusive lied about me asking for advise on how to let you down easy. He also just added in that soulmate BS to get you like this. He was looking to break us up since he doesn't like me.” Thinking on that he probably hates your guts now. Good thing nobody gives a shit.

Hope flashed across his features for a short moment before being replaced with skepticism. “How do I know that your not just lying to make Elusive look bad?”

That question... is difficult to answer. “I guess you can't know for certain. But according to Elusive I wanted to break up right? Then why would I talk to Him? Why would I come back? The answer Scotch is that I love you with everything that I am and no being on this planet or any other could even dream of replacing you.”

In that moment you were suddenly tackled from behind by a bawling Scotch gripping you for all he was worth. “Oh Anon I'm so sorry I said all of those cruel things earlier! I shouldn't have trusted Elusive and I'm just so sorry!”

He continued to cry as you patted his head and stroked his foreleg. “Shhh don't worry love, he was your friend. You're supposed to trust friends he just took advantage of that. I don't blame you, I never did.”

He really started to choke up then but managed to get a few words out. “I don't know what I did to deserve you.”

A small laugh left you at that remark. “Funny, I was just about to say the same.” Sitting in silence for a few moments you turn to face the yellow pegasus. He tries to shy away but you put a hand on his cheek and slowly turn him back to face you.

“I... I must look like a mess.” He averted his eyes and looked pretty much anywhere but at you. It was reminiscent of how he acted when you first met.

“I can't lie to you Scotch you do look like a mess.” He looks a little hurt at that and looks like he's about to go back to crying any second. “But, no matter what happens you will always be beautiful to me love.” In that moment you pulled him into a kiss. Making sure to be gentle yet firm, to let him know you weren't going anywhere. After breaking the kiss you got to see the smile you so desperately missed.

“We should probably get some rest, how about it?”

He puts on a serious look for a moment. It's not that big of a decision is it? Not like there's anything else to do right?

“No.”

“No?”

“No. I want to make this up to you Anon and I have an idea. If it's okay with you that is.”

“Uhm, sure I don't have any objections.”

Immediately after those words left your mouth Butterscotch was upon you. His mouth attached to yours except this was much more... aggressive than usual. His tongue begged for entrance into your mouth and you allowed it. You could taste Scotch for all that he was, it reminded you of morning dew.

As he lay upon you he started to slowly kiss down your torso, inch by inch he got lower and lower until he reached the bulge. He kissed it after taking in the scent and it seemed to drive him deeper into his lust. Then he tried to unbutton your pants... it didn't work out well.

You laid there with a slight awkwardness hanging in the air as he tried and failed to undo the button. This would usually be a mood killer but Scotch had the cutest pout in the world so you decided to end the poor stallions suffering and undo it yourself. Off came your pants, boxers, and shirt. This was actually the first time Scotch has seen you fully naked. From the semi luminescent glow coming from his face, he liked what he saw.

He took in your shaft for another moment before settling his nerves and running his tongue up the length. This earned a hiss of pleasure from you and another blush from the shy pegasus. With bolstered confidence he took the head into his muzzle and started to bob. It didn't take long for him to work his way to the base. For what was presumably his first time Scotch was doing great. You were running fingers through his mane while panting like a dog. You had thought of this moment enough to know how you wanted it to go and it was time to return the favor.

Pulling him off of your cock he looked confused for a moment before he was pulled into a sloppy lust filled kiss. He moaned into your mouth as you did into his. Rolling over and pinning the pegasus below you earned a squeak and what could only be described as a 'please for the love of all that is holy do not stop' look. Suffice it to say, you did not stop. Moving down his torso you gently stoked his splayed out wings. Each nerve bundle you found was pressed and turned Scotch into a moaning mess. When you finally reached his crotch a most pleasant sight greeted you. His modest cock was a dull yellow and absolutely covered in pre. Looking up to Scotch he had his hooves over his mouth, probably to stifle the moans.

With a smile on your face you take the stallions cock into your mouth, Scotch gasped and started to moan louder and louder with each passing moment. The pre he was covered in tasted slightly earthy and more was coming out with each bob of your head. As it seemed like Scotch was reaching a plateau you tried to grope his balls, messaging the sack, trying to milk the stallion for all he was worth. As you did he moaned even louder and thrust his hips forward releasing all of his pent up seed into your mouth.

Not wanting to waste a single drop you bottom out and continue to message him. When he finishes you are at the point of bursting. Coming up for air you spit some of his semen onto your hand and message it into your cock. After finishing you put the rest into your hand and move down to Scotch. “Anon what are you doing?”

Leaning down you place a kiss on his muzzle and slowly move your lubed hand to his puckered entrance. He gasps in surprise as you slip a single finger inside, it takes a moment for him to catch his breath. “A-anon pp-please b-be gg-gentle.”

You smile and slip a second finger in getting a moan in return. Placing a kiss on his forehead as you continue to work the fingers in and out. “I will be love, if it hurts just tell me to stop.”

Through the haze of pleasure he nods his head and you slip a third finger inside he screams and slams his hoofs on the bed, your about to pull out before he looks you desperately in the eyes. “Don't stop Anon please don't stop. It just feels soo goood~”

He seems to be telling the truth if the cum leaking from his cock is anything to go by. Pulling out earns a surprised 'Aah!' Before he could ask you to keep going you pushed his legs towards his head and slipped in. What came next caught you slightly off guard. He used his front hooves to pull you into a heated kiss wrapping his legs around your torso. As the kiss continued he kept grinding into your cock while letting out little whimpers. As he broke the kiss he pulled you close and said heavily into your ear. “Fuck me please, I can't fucking take it anymore. Plow me, rut me, I need your cock soo baad...”

That was it, you wrapped an arm around his lower back and pulled him even closer. Using the other arm for support you started to vigorously thrust into Scotch. He kept his hooves around your neck as you hilted inside of him time and time again. He moaned and screamed as you kept up the pace. At this point his torso was covered in his own cum. Ever since you started going like this it has been pouring out showing no signs of stopping. You pulled out suddenly and before Scotch could protest he was flipped over and had his face mushed into the bed while you wrapped your other arm around his barrel. Looking down and taking in the sight for a moment his hind legs are splayed out with his cock and balls pointing rearwards. A spot has already started to from his cum and his supple ass is swaying ever so slightly waiting for the pounding.

As you go back in his moans are muffled by the bed. With each thrust you bottom out and get a satisfying slapping noise. After a few minutes of this Butterscotch suddenly tightened around your cock, you let the back of his head go and sit up slightly. As Scotch turns his head to the side he speaks up. “Anon please, I want it so bad I can't take it anymore I want you to cum inside of me so much. Please fill me up.”

“Of course love.” you plant a small kiss on his cheek and go back to thrusting. The difference this time is your spreading those luscious cheeks as you do so. Each thrust going as far as possible, soon the edge comes near. You lean down on top of Scotches back listening to his breathy moans. Soon you climax and bury yourself inside and release all of your pent up cum into the beautiful creature beneath you. He groans and pushes back into you until your climax is over.

For a few moments you just lay there, panting along with Scotch. Then you roll over to your side while still inside of the pegasus. He didn't seem to mind, in fact he just snuggled closer. You can't help but giggle a little. Your partner turned slightly and gave you an inquisitive look. “Whats so funny Anon?”

“That was the first time I ever heard you use a word worse than darn.” His heartbeat suddenly picked up and he looked towards the wall. “I was... caught up in the moment. And... it felt really good. I'm sorry if I did something wrong.”

“No no, don't apologize it was just surprising is all. I actually found it very attractive.”

“Really?”

“Really. I think with some time you could even be hell of a power bottom.”

Silence ruled the room for a moment. “What's a power bottom?”

“You have much to learn young grasshopper but I am here to teach you.”

“Your really weird sometimes Anon.”

“You know you love it.”

“Hehe, yes, yes I do.” Soon he drifted off to sleep leaving you with your thoughts. Placing a gentle kiss on the back of his head you start to drift off as well. Feeling Scotch in your arms you can't help but think what a lucky person you are to have him and after today you proved that you'll never let go.