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Waking up from your slumber had proved to be an annoyance. You awoke to a very familiar throbbing sensation in your pants, and you knew it could only be one thing. You sighed and moved around in the booth, feeling hot and sweaty. Was the AC even on? You didn't know. Perking your ears up, you didn't hear the usual hum of your mom's air conditioner clattering in the window nearby. So you came to the assumption that it either broke—again, or she turned it off for some ungodly reason.

A mumble of something came from next to you which was swiftly followed by a moan. Your eyes slowly opened up a little, and you realized Apogee was still next to you. A weight was laying on your shoulder, you guessed she moved in her sleep up against you, typical.

She was always really snuggly like that, like her subconscious craved the physical comfort of another warm body. Even when she was younger she was like that, and tended to snake her way into your bed just to snuggle with you.

You sighed and slowly pulled the covers aside and looked around the with bleary eyes. Nothing seemed to have changed from yesterday aside from the smell of old food that lingered in the air, it was missing in action. You yawned wide as your thoughts turned to the problem in your pants... normally you'd just wait until it was gone, maybe sneak in a few more winks. That or you'd go into the bathroom and deal with it the old fashioned way, jerking one out.

The latter was usually the more entertaining option.

However, memories from last night replayed through your mind, causing your eyes to snap open wide and start burning.

"Ah!" You wheezed, slapping a hand against your eyes and rubbing them furiously to get that ache out of them.

However, the memories persisted... and you realized last night did happen, something no colt in his right mind would dare look at.

You saw your mom's tits in their full round glory.

A shake of your head, Jeez... she needs a door or something, or not strip naked when her kids are home. You thought with a shake of her head, would it really hurt to try and make one? She had so much scrap she probably could… then again she did live alone, so why bother?

Then you remembered another issue, Apogee was snuggling you. Arms wrapped firmly around your body and head nestled into the nape of your neck. Her soft snores and fur tickled you slightly, and your slight movements made her wiggle up closer to you, nuzzling further into your side.

Your boner made itself known by attempting to escape the confines of your loose fitting sweatpants, which you were glad you switched into last night but that just made this all the more awkward. It wasn’t even that hard, but there was still a very considerable ‘hill’ in your pants, twitching every second.

Ears still perked up, you listened for the sounds of your mom.

So far, silence, you assumed she was still asleep. That and the kitchen was empty.

Taking the opportunity, you gently pulled the covers off of you and onto Apogee, then carefully tried to wrench yourself free from her grasp. She was pretty persistent, even in her sleep, but you managed after a few minutes of gentle prying. Now she was laying down in the booth under the covers, snuggling a pillow instead of you.

Another yawn and you finally scooted out from your area of the booth onto your feet. After a bit your pants felt less tight and you could actually walk around without much issue, so you took the time to quickly make your way to the bathroom and deal with it.

Crap, school is going to be a nightmare. You knew it was going to be, ‘cause you were supposed to meet up with your friends and talk about the concert you wanted to attend. Great, how am I going to explain this to them?

Your eyes were dry and you couldn't stop rubbing the crust out of them, and you were just about to think of a way to talk to your friends on the trip to the bathroom. But suddenly you bumped into someone crotch first and caused them to grunt.

"Oof!" You bounced back and shook your head. Eyes snapping open, you came face to face with the only other pony you could have hit… your mom, who you just bumped into... with your dick.

Your face felt like it was on fire and your member throbbed.

Your mom was glaring straight into your eyes; bright red, bloodshot, and a unhealthy mixture of tired and angry. She was clad in a stained tank top that was cropped and torn, exposing her belly and a pair of old ratty boxers that had been stretched so much they hung loosely off to one side, barely hanging around her wide childbearing hips. You could see plenty of her below the navel before your eyes flicked back up to her face.

She was glancing down, which you followed and found she was looking at the very obvious tent, which, even at half mast it was still big enough that if you bumped into someone they’d most certainly feel it. A sudden flash of heat filled your cheeks and you were about to panic, spew out an apology to try and not make this as weird as possible.

The mare just brushed past you, however, her shoulder smacking into yours and her passing comment filled your ears, "Don't make a fucking mess in there." She walked into the kitchen, rummaging around the fridge and leaving you dumbfounded.

You decided it was best to move into the bathroom.

Moving inside you locked the door and moved further inside. A sharp look down and you glared at your boner, breathing heavily at the throbbing culprit that dared to get you a swift kick in the nuts.

Gah!

Now that your mom saw, you couldn't really bring yourself to deal with it anyway... not without making it weird. You just shook your head and sat on the toilet seat, attempting to collect your thoughts while your hard on died down.

You rubbed your face and folded your ears down against your head, Ugh... what a great start to this fucking week. Another snort left you as you looked around the small bathroom. Your eyes centered in on the shower, a small box shaped shower of slightly stained glass. The door was open, showing the walls and a small shelf with some cheaply made soap on it. The mirror above the dirty sink next to it was weathered, cracked, and slightly ajar letting you see the handle of a toothbrush sticking out.

When you were heading out here on your forced excursion, you certainly did not expect this kind of stuff to happen to you.

Pfft, just an accident, s'not that big a deal. You reassured yourself as your member returned to its resting place and freeing you of the awkward morning boner. At least Apogee didn’t fall asleep in your lap, that would have been even more hella awkward. Well, time to get the day started I guess.

Putting the accident behind you, you gave your face a wash—regretting it a bit after considering the water got in your mouth and tasted kind of funny—and headed back out to grab your clothes to wear for the day. Now clad in your school uniform; a black dress with matching pants and shoes, you were ready to tackle the day! Stuffy as the uniform was, it was mandatory to wear anytime you did go to school, obviously. Private institutions like the one you went to issued uniforms like that, tight, stuffy, and just generally uncomfortable to wear.

You wished you could wear whatever you wanted.

Walking back into the room, you were alerted to the sound of Apogee waking up. The unmistakable sound of her squeaky yawn followed by, "Good morning~" Despite the fact she was obviously suffering from a sugar crash, her voice still held the chipper tone it always did as she sat up in the booth, moving the covers off of her petite form.

Your mom grunted out a half tired-"Mornin'."-from where she was sitting opposite of the booth.

"Morning bro~" Apogee scooted and let you sit down. Once you were seated she gave you a tight hug, worming her way under your arm and smooshing her side up against you. "Sleep well?"

You did, truthfully. A dream filled slumber that ended with you waking up with a hard on, which probably had to do with you dreaming about a cute mare giving you a blowjob. That was a nice vivid dream, shame it ended so soon.

Considering your tendencies for wet dreams though…

You spared a look towards Apogee, it was probably for the best that you didn’t finish that particular dream.

Turning fully to your sis, you returned her a one armed hug and said, "Yeah, more or less." You hoped you could sleep tonight and not wake up with another awkward morning boner.

You really didn’t want to explain to Gee why you had a hard-on while you were sleeping next to her.

Giving you another squeeze, she scooted back into her own spot with a smile. "You gonna be ready for school this time?" Her voice had that teasing little tone to it, one you were all too familiar with.

Your eyes rolled around in their sockets, knowing she couldn't help but bring up your usual tendencies of oversleeping and ending up being late for school. You reached for your backpack and checked inside before replying, "Yeah, I got all of my stuff here," You saw you had your textbooks inside, your pencil and pen case, some worksheets. Everything you packed was thrown haphazardly into the pack. Apogee was probably more meticulous about how she packed hers, and she brought up how you did things with your organization.

You like to refer to it as 'Organized Chaos.'

A chill ran down your spine when you thought that and you weren't sure why. You shook your head and a question about what you had to do in school came to mind, "What's today's class going to be? I forgot." You had it written down, but a memory flashed through your mind of not picking up your schedule book on your way out of the house.

"I think it's going to be Equish 102," Apogee replied with a tiny smile. She scooted past you suddenly, her rear brushing over your lap and making you blush a little. She stood up then, stretching out her body and arms extended high above her head. You almost heard a pop come from her back. A sigh and her wings fluttered on her back, nestled on her shoulder blades. "We're totally gonna ace it!"

Your mind begged to differ, however. Equish 102? Crap. You rubbed your face. A part of you absolutely despised those classes, they were difficult, annoying, and you honestly couldn’t remember the point in taking them.

But Apogee insisted on taking them, told you it would be good to learn alongside the other classes you both were taking.

She had an incredibly unfair way of making you agree to things you'd normally not do on your own.

You swear it's that cute charm she works whenever she's talking to ponies. Just a flutter of her eyelashes, a flick of her tail, maybe giving them a cute look, and everyone's suddenly putty in her hands.

Probably didn't help that she was 'objectively cute' by pony standards.

Her lithe form was one that captured the eyes of plenty of colts and fillies in school. Apogee was an active filly and she did a lot of different activities to try and figure out what she liked the most; volleyball, skyball, swimming, track, it differed depending on her mood, and as a result it earned her some nice toned legs and a tight athletic butt that was wrapped in some snug looking shorts, showing off the contours off her delicate hips

You also noticed she was wearing a Potato Pony tee. Iit was one of those large ones she bought to sleep in, purely for comfort rather than anything for school. Her coat was clean as well, immaculate looking with a lingering scent of something fruity, you weren't sure what, but it admittedly smelled really good.

In short, Apogee was a cute filly with a likable personality, who also had a way of getting what she wanted without acting like a spoiled brat like some fillies you knew.

No wonder the colts liked her so much.

Looking back towards the table, you made sure you had everything stored in your pack. As dumb as Equish was, you should prepare for it, if only so you don't fuck up your nice B average you’ve managed to score the past semester.

Apogee made her way back into the bedroom and left you alone with your mom who was sitting across from you in her folding chair. She was leaning against the backrest, cigarette popped into her mouth and the tip glowing a bright orange/red from a particularly long drag. Ashes fell, and she blew the bluish smoke out through her nostrils. Her eyes were staring across the room at the wall, but nothing was there except some stains and a torn poster of something you couldn't figure out.

You scrunched up your nose when you inhaled a bit of the smoke that drifted towards you, causing you to clear your throat and zip up your bag.

Apogee came prancing back after a bit, now wearing her uniform. Hers was obviously different, the shirt was more snug around her torso and her shorts were traded out for a short skirt that flowed around her hips, showing plenty of leg. Her dress shoes were accompanied by some fuzzy stockings that traveled up and covered most of her legs save for a small area between her skirt and the stockings.

Backpack on and a bright smile on her face, she turned to you.

Then your mom finally spoke up, "The hell is that you both got on?" You turned to her and saw her red eyes glancing over at you both. "You going to a funeral?"

Apogee pfft'd and shook her head, "No! It's our school uniform!" She tugged at her collar and did a little spin, causing her skirt to flip up a bit and fan around her. Your eyes caught the brief sight of her panties... or was she not wearing any? It was hard to tell, then again why were you trying to get a look anyway? "See?"

Feeling your face heat up you shook your head and focused on your pack before standing up, letting your mom get a good look at your uniform as well. She didn't seem too impressed, sitting in her folding chair and arm leaning on the table. The cigarette was lazily held in between her lips, smoke trailing up into the air. "Your school makes you wear that crap?"

"All of the students have to wear it!" Apogee pointed out, straightening out her clothes. "I think it looks nice~"

Your mom rolled her eyes, puffing out another bit of smoke. “They look dumb,” Pulling out her cigarette, she tapped it against her ashtray.

“It’s mandatory.” You told her, tugging at your collar, suddenly the entire outfit felt itchy to you. “If we break dress code we get detention.”

She scoffed in reply and took another long drag of her cigarette, “Sounds stupid.”

“I think they’re nice,” Apogee tugged at her skirt, fingering the hem of it and wiggling in place. “I like my skirt, it’s cute, like me~” She brought up her hands to her face and poked her cheeks with her fingers, smiling wide.

Your mom didn’t look all that amused, she just quirked out a lip and sighed through her nostrils. She pulled up that book your dad gave her, the one with your class schedules in it among other things. “...So when does your class crap start?”

You found yourself glancing at your watch out of curiosity, and you saw it was a little after six in the morning. “Should be about eight or so.” That left you and Gee with two hours to fly back up to the city and make it to school before the morning roll call. “It’s a little after six right now.”

A roll of her eyes and she stood up out of her folding chair, puffing out more of that bluish smoke into the air. She moved past Apogee before pushing by you, brushing by you a bit roughly and making you scoff lightly.

Brushing off your shoulder you heard Apogee ask, “Are you going to take us to school?”

“Gimme a minute.” The mare grunted out from her bedroom.

You just scowled and moved past your sister and exited the trailer out into the chill morning desert of the Marejave desert. The sun was just beginning to rise over the horizon, casting a bright orange glow across the sands surrounding the junkyard outskirts.

For as far as you could see, you saw only desert, cacti, a few rock formations and the dirt road stretching into a seemingly endless and barren horizon filled with snakes, scorpions and other wildlife, most notably coyotes.

From what you could remember, there was only one small town nearby. It was a little place in the distance and you were unsure of its exact name. But you did know that your mom frequented it for booze, food and… the occasional ‘friendly company’ to bring home.

You scrunched up your face slightly before turning towards the only other notable view.

The city of Las Pegasus lingered in the distance, a blur of clouds hovering above the ground bound portion of the city. Flashing lights, towering skyscrapers, neon signs, and small dots flying in and around. The city was where you were born and raised for the majority of your life, raised entirely by your dad after your mom left, splitting off from him when you and Gee were younger.

You still felt bitter about that… she just left you and Gee, forcing your old man to raise you both by himself.

Way to go mom.

“Ailly?” Apogee spoke up behind you. You could hear the trailer door swing shut with a clack noise, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Was your reply. You busied yourself with making sure your uniform was smoothed out and ready for school.

You could hear your sister puff out her cheek from here, “Ailly, I know it’s not nothing,” She stood next to you, peering around to look at your eyes. “...is it about mom?”

Right as always… fuck. You sighed and licked your lips, looking away and muttering, “So what if it is?”

“Ailly… mom’s had it rough, ya know?” She suddenly hugged you, arms wrapping around you from the side, “She’ll warm up to you eventually! You two just have to find more stuff in common!”

You could only scoff at that, always the optimistic your sister. “I doubt that, sis.”

“Pfft, that’s not true, you both have plenty in common now.” She pointed out and you could practically feel her smile against your cheek from where she smushed her face against your own. “Dad was right, you take more after mom.” She ruffled up your mane, added, “You both almost have the same color coat and mane, your eyes are both this pretty shade of red~”

Thanks for reminding me. Bitterly, you turned to her and fixed her with a look.

“Except, you know… you’re a colt, hehe.” She giggled, booping your snout with a finger.

You donned your captain obvious hat for a moment, and replied, “Oh boy, really? I never noticed I was a colt before, however did you notice dear sister of mine?”

Suddenly, her look got devious, and she said, “I know you watch Clophub at ten every night~”

Your eyes bugged out, a heated blush spread across your face like a wildfire. She… she knew about that?! “W-what? Pfft, no!” You scoffed, excellently handling the situation like a professional, as always! “I d-don’t go to Cloph-hub!”

She just giggled and let go of you with a little, “Suuuure.”

You just scoffed again and looked away, puffing out a cheek in annoyance. Your arms crossed in front of your chest, Gah! Freaking… ugh. Of all the things for your sister to throw back at you, you didn’t expect that.

A slam of the door and you heard your mom step outside. Glancing back, you saw that she had switched out her clothes and was now wearing a pair of torn up jeans coupled with boots, and for a top, her stained tank top returned, but this time with an old Equestrian army jacket right over it.

Cigarette in her lips, she puffed out some smoke before tossing it onto the ground and stomping it out.

A glance and you noticed it didn’t look like she showered at all, but instead just threw on whatever was nearby that resembled clothes and decided, ‘yeah, this is fine.’

“You ready to go, mom?” Apogee asked, turning around to face the mare.

She just grunted, spreading her wings out and flapping them a couple of times. “You got everything?” The mare grumbled out, eyeing Apogee with those red eyes of hers.

“Uh huh!” She wiggled her backpack, short tail swishing to and fro.

Without a word, your mom blasted off into the air, flying upwards into the air with Apogee right behind her.

You sniffled a little and spread your own wings before you followed after, kicking off the ground and zipping up after your mom and sister. Apogee was smiling brightly from what you could see when you entered into the little formation, and your mom? Well, she just looked as salty as ever; face set in a scowl, eyes narrowed, lips in a firm line.

Can’t she ever smile for once? You wondered, looking out ahead towards the city of Las Pegasus.

Wings flapping and helping you glide, you spared a glance over to Apogee. She was still flying along, humming some tune to herself.

Most of the flight was spent in silence like that, but between the three of you, only Apogee attempted any conversation after you made it halfway back to Las Pegasus.

“So uh… mom, how was your week?” Apogee asked, breaking the silence. “Anything exciting happen?”

A tiny roll of your eyes alluded you, you knew your mom was going to say some stupid comment to try and end the convo as soon as possible. She barely put any effort into the conversations Apogee attempted, and you?

You didn’t try.

“The usual.” Your mom responded to Apogee, her tone bored and annoyed.

“Oh.” A mutter from Apogee.

Way to make conversation. The thought entered your mind, making you scowl a tiny bit. “So drinking, smoking, and sleeping away your life?” Your commented dryly.

A faint growl reached your ears, and it was coming from your mom. “Shut it.”

Desperate to defuse any sort of fight, you figured, Apogee broke in, “D-did you sl-sleep well last night?”

Your mom snorted before replying with a snappy, “About as well as I can in that shithole.”

After a few brief moments of silence, you noticed Las Pegasus closing in faster. “D-did you want to do anything after we get back from school?” Apogee gently questioned next. “Maybe we could go see a movie in town? I heard the Potato Pony movie is playing!”

Potato Ponies, the television show your sister loved. It was a little cartoon about potatoes and ponies, something your sister enjoyed so much she bought as much merchandise as she could. The last time you were in her room you couldn’t help but notice all of the Potato Pony memorabilia strewn about on shelves.

She even had all of the seasons on DVD neatly lined up next to the figurines.

After a bit of silent thought, you saw her turn to Apogee. Her face was still set in that frown of hers, and Apogee was quick to throw on a ‘pretty please’ face. Shockingly, she fell for it and said, “Ugh, maybe…”

“Really?!” Apogee cried, a grin threatening to cause her face to implode.

A groan from your mom, who replied, “Yeah, now stop looking at me like that…”

“Yay!” Your sis cried happily, wiggling in the air and slamming into the side of your mom with a tight hug. “It’ll be fun! I promise!”

“Gah!”

The rest of the flight was pretty much spent like that, your mom attempting to wrestle Apogee off.

You just sighed and continued to fly on to the city.

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After being dropped off at school, your mom had departed with a half-muttered bye aimed towards Apogee and a grunt to you. You didn’t expect much if you were being honest with yourself.

Regardless, you made your way into the private institution with your sister, both of you making sure your uniforms were ready and triple checking to make sure all of your supplies were in your packs.

Walking into the courtyard, you noticed everyone was gathered in their little social cliques and circles. You didn’t exactly belong to any of the well known ones, instead, you had a very small gathering of close friends you met over the years since you’re induction into the school alongside Apogee.

And I have to break the news to them, aaargh.

Climbing up the steps to the front door, your mind was dreading what they would say. The lot of you had grown so hyped for the concert that was playing at the end of next week, their final concert in Las Pegasus where they would rock the Thunderdome and fill the skies with their trademark lightning.

Your friends would be able to go, and a tiny part of you was happy they could. You all practically bonded over the band, it was one of the staples of your friendship and what made you all toy with the idea of starting your own band. Stupid as it was, it was fun to think about the fame and fortune that came with being a music star that rocked the foundations of Equestria with the thunder of heavy metal.

Never happened though, despite you toying around with a guitar a few times.

“You alright, bro?” Apogee broke through your thoughts, making you look up.

You realized you had stopped moving at the door. Your hand gripped the handle, but you didn’t open the door either. “Huh?”

“You’ve been staring at the door for like… a whole minute,” Apogee’s worried voice wafted into your ears causing them to flick towards her.

“Yeah… I’m fine.” You sniffled and pushed on the handle, opening the door and walking into the decorated halls of the building.

You could feel Apogee’s stare on the back of your head. She was worried, of course, why wouldn’t she be? That and you’re certain you both had that ‘Twin Link’ thing going on, you both had your rare moments of syncing up and finishing one another’s thoughts, sometimes it came in handy and other times it just freaked you out.

Maybe she was sensing the anger you had bottled up in your gut. You wouldn’t be surprised, she was rather… sensitive to how you felt from time to time. It was sweet in its own way, she knew exactly when to help you when you were feeling glum.

You couldn’t deny you were a bit of a dick to her from time to time, but knowing that she still cared about you in those small ways left you with some relief.

Honestly, if you lost that bond you had with her, you weren’t sure how you could handle life.

Moving into the school, you sighed…

Time to start the school day.

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Hours after getting into school, you had gone through the agonizing class that was Equish 102. It wasn’t a very difficult class by any means, it was just incredibly boring to sit through the lectures and your teacher, Miss Calligraphy, explaining things and stalking around the room like a cougar lying in wait for someone to screw up.

You could still feel her eyes burning into the back of your head when you weren’t paying attention, she just knew. She was scary like that.

Now you had lunch period, where you were free to finally get some rest before the next class. But you wouldn’t be getting any rest, because you just got a text from your friends who were meeting up in the mess hall to talk about the concert.

Also, your fillyfriend was there.

Great, I might as well just suck it up and tell them, pussying out isn’t my style.

Yet you were contradicting that statement by standing in the school bathroom in front of the mirror, and you’ve been in there for a minute since class ended.

You were half thinking of what to say to your friends exactly, and half looking at yourself in the mirror—and not out of some narcissistic desire either. You were just lamenting the fact you looked so much like your mother.

Your sister was an incredibly stark contrast to your mom in many ways. She had a mane of similar color, but her coat was more like your dad’s, a bright yellow color with a pair of pinkish eyes full of life.

Meanwhile, you got stuck with a variation of your mom’s colors, and as far as you knew, you didn’t inherit anything from your old man, except the genes that made you a stallion. From head to toe, you looked like your mom if she was a stallion, but with a lighter shaded mane and fur color. And your eyes. You’ve been told your eyes were the most striking feature you had - a sharp cherry red similar to your mom’s.

You sighed and ran a hand through your mane, eyeballing the stallion in the mirror.

They’re probably waiting you know, you might as well bite the bullet and tell them already. You tried to tell yourself.

However, letting down your friends like that, after being so hyped for months to see the end of Maretallica’s current tour? It was going to suck.

“Ugh...” You shook your head and straightened out the tie on your shirt before moving out of the bathroom and into the halls.

Time to break the news.

You passed by a lot of ponies who were skulking around in their own little social circles. Hushed conversation traveled around as you passed by; most of it seemed to be about the upcoming concert next week, other conversation seemed to be about your sister—and most of it was from young stallions, the kinds that were hoping to score a date with her.

Cute, single, and as far as you knew, she was still a virgin, so she was pretty desirable in the eyes of plenty.

Though, considering she’s always hanging out with that cutie - Daisy, you believe her name is - Apogee was probably dating her on the down low.

Eventually you made it to the mess hall where most of the students were gathered for lunch. Tables were filled up with ponies in their groups, conversation filled the air, lunch was being had. You just strode into the room and made a path straight to your friends’ usual table by the windows.

Luckily for you they were all gathered together, including your fillyfriend. They were all sitting at the table, food trays in front of them and conversing about some things, some minor topics about the concert next week. They were probably waiting on your arrival to discuss further plans.

Sitting next to an open spot at the table was one of the five of your friends, Emerald Wings. She was one of your oldest friends and one you wouldn’t replace. Cute, funny, and an athlete who didn’t take no for an answer. She considered herself the star-track runner of Las Pegasus and the fastest pony on two legs - that was mostly just her filling her own ego to make her feel better.

Truthfully, she wasn’t that bad of a runner, she was just in over her head most of the time. She was a young mare who dreamed big and reached for the stars, and always had your back, no matter what.

Sitting across from her were the three other young mares you’ve become best friends with over the course of your time here at the school. Apple Core, a mare you met during science class one summer, sweet and quiet, mostly kept to herself until you came along and broke through her shell. Next to her was Pixel Dust, one of the ‘nerds’ of the school, she was a nice pony and had a good head on her shoulder, but she tended to have her head stuck in her laptop most of the time. And last of the mare friends you had was Desert Trail, one of the few earth pony students who moved from out west to study here. She was an odd one, but still a good friend.

Finally, the only other stallion friend you had, Silver Wit. One of the smooth talkers of your little group, practically oozing with swagger and confidence. He could honestly have any mare in the school begging him for a date if he wanted, he just had to work that sweet charm of his. You were honestly a little envious of him when you first saw him, of the way he talked to the girls.

Then he helped you win over Rosebud with a boost in confidence, help, and subtly pushing you both in the right directions. You didn’t believe him when he said he’d help you out, but a few dozen bits on concert tickets to Rosebud’s favorite band - which also happened to be your favorite band as well, one hour of music, talking, and a bit of cider later, you both hooked up!

You and Sharp became best friends after that, and besides that, he was actually a really nice guy and was nice enough to get your back.

Also, who could forget… Rosebud, your fillyfriend. The mare was as pretty as her namesake and smelled twice as good, and had a strange but quirky personality you adored, one minute she could be timid and quiet, and the next, rebellious like you.

She was a girl who came from a wealthier part of town, had an incredibly cute taut butt and a pair of dainty sized breasts. You remember the day she let you grope both ends of the spectrum, that was a fun night. Her butt was soft yet firm, and her tits like apple sized pillows.

You arrived shortly and sat down next to Emerald with a small, “Hey guys.”

“Hey Aileron!” Emerald threw an arm around you, immediately pulling you into one of her trademark noogies. You felt her pull you to her dainty chest and ball up her fist to roughly rub against your scalp, “Thought you’d never come!”

“Gah! Easy, Emmy!” You cried, trying to escape her grasp, but for such a ‘dainty sized’ young mare, she was actually quite strong. She had one of those small bodies covered in toned pegasus muscle that’d fool you into thinking she couldn’t take you down if she wanted.

With a giggle she let you go, slapping you on the back but keeping her arm around you, “Hehehe, where’ve you been? We were just talking about ya!”

“So you know the plan right?” Sharp’s smooth tones drifted towards you, his suaveness tugging his lips back into a smile. “We make sure we got our tickets, we ride in smooth like a wave and listen to a straight two hours of pure heavy metal thrashing goodness~”

“Heck yea!” Desert Trail pumped a fist, her country accent slipping through, “This is gon’ be one hell of a week! I’ve been waiting ages to finally see them.”

A chuckle from Emerald, “I’d think considering you’re from out west, you’d prefer the dulcet tones of country music, hehe.” Emerald teased, adopting a country accent for the latter part.

You just rolled your eyes and centered them in on Rosebud, who had her head buried in her phone and was texting away. Must have been texting her mom or something. You looked at all of them and muttered, “Actually...”

“Yeah?” Pixel tilted her head, your friends and your fillyfriend all turning to look towards you. “What’s up?”

A sigh left your mouth, now you had their attention… now you had to break the news, “Guys, about the concert, I have some shitty news...” At their silence, you finally broke the dam, “I’m not going to be able to make the concert.”

Apple looked up at you, fixing you with a tiny look. “It’s not a m-money problem, i-is it?”

“What? Naaaw,” Desert shook her head, “His family’s practically loaded! And even if he did, we’d help ‘im out, right? Chip in a lil’ to help get ‘im his ticket!”

You felt your heart warm up a bit when everyone nodded their heads, murmuring their agreements.

Guys… you thought, but shook your head to the suggestion of it being a money issue. It was true, your family was pretty well off financially, so you could go to the concert no problem. You even saved up your own money from a part-time job you had, if only to show you could be independent from your dad’s help.

Though, while you could technically go to the concert and then some, your dad didn’t want you going alone. You tried to reason with him and explain to him that you were going with all of your friends and the concert was going to have some of the best security in Las Pegasus, he basically forbade you from going without him.

Your dad tended to have some rare moments of being overprotective, but this time it was ruining what could have been an epic date with Rosebud.

You weren’t lying when you hoped that you’d score some major points and maybe get to third or even fourth base. What could you say? It wasn’t your main goal, but it was certainly on your list of things you’d love to do with Rosebud.

“It’s not a money thing, guys,” You stopped them before they could go any further, “My dad’s going away on a two week long trip-”

“Two weeks eh?” Emerald grinned, giving you a little look, “All by your lonesome?”

You rolled your eyes, ever the pervert your best friend was. “It’s not like tha-”

“You and Rosey gonna finally mess up that penthouse hot-tub your dad has?” Emerald giggled, and you swore you saw Rosebud blush heavily.

“W-we’re not doing that!” Rosebud gasped out, looking… you weren’t sure what the look was, actually, “W-we haven’t e-even gotten that far into the relationship yet!”

Still cackling, you playfully shoved Emerald, causing her to hit Sharp who also chuckled. You cast an apologetic shrug over to Rosebud, who just huffed and looked away.

Sighing, you tried to finish, “Look, my dad’s going away for two weeks on one of his business trips, and because of that, he doesn’t want me going to the concert alone. So I have to stay at my mom’s junkyard for two whole weeks.” You saw a hand raise up out of the corner of your eyes, but you quickly shut them down, “I told him I was going with friends and that there was some good security, but he’s basically forbidding me from going.” A huff of your own and you slumped in your seat, “So now I can’t go to the concert with you guys...”

Silence across the table, and you could already feel the disappointment radiating off of your friends. You guys had been planning this for months, determined to see a band you all loved on their last tour of the year.

Then your dad had to go and ruin it…

ooo000---000ooo

You and your friends all ate the rest of lunch in silence, though Emerald had broken it briefly to tell you that sucked… and if you weren’t going, she insisted that she wasn’t going either.

You had to fight her on that one until she agreed to go. You didn’t want your friends missing out because you couldn’t go.

But… that left your fillyfriend.

Who you were currently speaking with after school ended. She left shortly after lunch without a word, you had to chase her down after classes were over to talk to her.

“Rosey, what’s up?” You asked her. The two of you stood on the steps outside school and students passed you by without a word. “Is it about the concert?”

She had her arms crossed and was facing the exit of the school. “This is the third time you’ve had to bail on our plans because of your dad...”

Shit. You thought, rubbing the back of your head. She was right, this was the third time your old man screwed up your date plans with Rosebud. The first two times were rather small and forgivable, but this was a huge thing for the two of you! “Rosey, I… I know, but you’ll have a fun time without me,” You tried to point out. Rosebud and your friends got along swell, at least from what you’ve gathered.

“...I wanted us to go together, Ailly,” Rosebud grumbled, “This was gonna be the anniversary of our first date! But no… your dad just has to ruin everything.”

“It’ll be fine, I promise, I’ll make it up to you after the concert is over.” You walked up behind her and hugged her from behind, draping your arms around her shoulders and adding in a whisper, “We can go to that fancy restaurant you like.”

You figured that’d tide her over, but then she said, “Ailly, you know what you should do?” She turned around in your grasp, her rosy red eyes staring into your own. She wrapped her arms around your neck, giving you a cute sly grin, “You should sneak out of that nasty junkyard and away from your drunk of a mom so you can go to the concert!” She smiled widely, “She’ll probably drink herself to sleep anyway, it’ll be the perfect time to get away and we can have fun at the concert!”

“I… I dunno,” That was a pretty decent plan, but would your mom even do that? You didn’t know, you knew she drank a lot, but would she just so happen to chug enough to knock herself out? “What if my dad found out?”

“Ailly, you’re eighteen, what can he do to you?” Rosebud rose an eyebrow.

“Mm… kick me out, for starters,” You shrugged, you weren’t exactly sure what he could do if he found out. “Probably keep me from seeing you as well...”

“Pfft, Ailly, you’re thinking too much into this.” She giggled, booping your snout, “Your dad’s a rich and handsome guy, why would he keep you fro-”

“Punish me,” While your dad wasn’t exactly an evil stallion, he could definitely fuck up your relationship with Rosebud somehow, “Rosey, I just… I don’t wanna risk it.”

Her look deflated, and she scrunched up her lips, “W-well… what about your mom? Maybe she could take you?”

That… that was a good idea, actually. But then you remembered you weren’t exactly on good terms with your other parent, if you could even call her that. “I… doubt, she’d take me. She’d be too busy smoking or drinking to take me and Apogee to the concert. I’m sorry, Rosey.”

Slowly, your fillyfriend let her arms drop down to your chest, “...Don’t you care about me enough to at least try?” She asked, “Am I not worth the risk?”

Damn it… and there she goes trying to guilt trip you into it. She had her little subtle ways of doing that. Not to the extent Apogee does, of course, but in her own little way that made you just feel absolutely guilty and horrible. You tried to formulate a response, wondering what else you could really say to tell her you couldn’t go.

But she didn’t seem keen on waiting, and she pulled herself free from your grasp. “I see how it is.” She turned and walked down the steps, storming off.

“R-Rosey, wait a minute!” You chased after her to the edge of the street, trying to get her attention, “Rosey!”

Just as you reached the gate, you saw your fillyfriend leap off and fly away just as you ended up bumping into someone and falling back.

“Gah!” You cried and fell onto you butt on the clouds. You grumbled and spewed a few colorful curses before looking up.

It was your mom.

“You got a mouth on you,” Your mom grumbled out.

Of course. You snorted and glared up at her, and you saw she was still wearing the same clothes as before. But, considering your current position, you were given a very nice underside view of your mom’s large bust.

Curse your perverted mind!

“So you actually show up instead of being an hour late? I’m shocked.” You remarked, standing up and giving her a look, one she returned with a cross of her arms.

A deep frown tugged at her lips as blueish smoke billowed up from a cigarette clenched in between her soft looking lips. “I’m not in the mood for your shit, kid, so zip it.”

You rolled your eyes, crossing your own arms and mimicking her stance somewhat. “What, booze store was closed?”

She growled and looked ready to retort with something, you just grinned from riling her up.

And then Apogee slid into view, “Hey guys!” She cried, cutting off you and your mom’s banter. “Hi mom!” Apogee whirled around before wrapping her arms around the mare in a tight hug, one Delta hesitantly returned.

“Hey, Gee,” Your mom greeted after the two separated.

A tiny pang of something ran through your chest, but you fought it back down and just looked off into the city. Damn, you lost sight of Rosebud… you made a mental note to text her later, you had to apologize or something to her.

As your mom and sister conversed, your mind focused on how you were going to explain things to your fillyfriend. She was obviously hurt, you weren’t that dense in the head, at least. But you made a little mistake with you delivery on why you couldn’t go to the concert, and now you were paying the price.

Damn it all to Tartarus and back, I need to make it up to her somehow. But how? Maybe you could go out into town with her, take her on a little outing and buy her something nice…

“Ailly?” Gee’s voice filled your ears and you felt her tug on one. “Earth to Aiiilly~”

A groan left you and you mumbled out, “What?”

“You ready to head home?” She asked you, smiling brightly. Behind her, your mom puffed out more smoke while giving a passerby the stink eye.

Your sister’s smile did a little to brighten up your sour mood…

You shoved your hands into your pockets and said, “Yeah, sure...”

“Alright! Let’s fly, ponyos!” With that declaration, Apogee bounced off the cloud and into the sky with the energy of a fighter jet. Your mom, meanwhile, just dropped off like a stone, leaving you behind.

Thoughts still lingering on your fillyfriend, you spread your wings and followed your family home.

Author's Note

Thank you all for reading up to this point, but for now I have to take a break from this to appropriately plan out future chapters, make sure it all flows smoothly and such. As I said in the description, this is my first 2nd Person Fic and these are characters I really want to write as accurately as I can.

So thank you again, and stick around!