The Awakening

The Awakening

Chapter 8: The Night

By: Wolf

(Wolf's Perspective)

Since I saved Rainbowshy's life, Fluttershy asked me over to dinner. I came, why the hell not, I have nothing better to do. I walked over to their room, they had a nice table set up with great looking food. I'm glad we're all horses, since most ponies/people don't know I’m a vegetarian. I sit down at the round table, looking at 'Dash on the other side. Fluttershy was to my left, and Rainbowshy was to my right. Fluttershy started up a polite conversation about small animals she used to care for. She started to cry a bit when she mentioned her bunny Angel and 'Dash's tortoise Tank. She told me they died awhile ago, I was sad, yes, but I wasn't very interested about Angel, because 'Dash told me all about him, like how he slapped Fluttershy once. Ugh, I hated that rodent. But Tank seemed alright. 'Dash started to talk about her flying career, it was interesting, but when she stopped talking we fell into an awkward silence. We started eating, my Linguine (a type of pasta) was delicious. I complimented Fluttershy's cooking, but she said I shouldn't thank them for anything, and that they should be thanking me for saving their little filly. I felt flattered, but I was feeling 'Shy was getting to submissive. I thanked them again and left. I was walking back to my room, but then Snowflake saw me and asked me if I wanted to get a drink.

“You have booze?” I asked

“Oh yeah, I’m always packing.” She replied.

“I could go for a drink.” I replied.

We went out into the town, as the humans fled and wont return for at least a few years. We arrived at a bar called 'The Drunken Parasprite' and walked in. It was dimly lit, as usual for a bar, soft jazz music was playing from seemingly nowhere. I asked,

“How did you find this place?”

“I just saw it before you finished building the bunker.” She replied.

“So, what do you want to talk about?” I ask.

“I don't know...?” She replied.

We both ordered a salad, I wondered if she was a vegetarian.

Well there isn't any way to find out unless I ask...

“Hey, are you a vegetarian to?” I ask.

“Yeah, I never really liked the thought of eating an animal that can feel pain, I know it doesn't really make a difference, but I just pretend it does...” She replies.

“Yeah, my thoughts exactly.” I agreed, I was serious, since I almost never flirt.

“Are you sure you're not just flirting with me?” She asked.

“I almost never flirt, and when I do, I'm REALLY bad at it.” I reply.

“Uh huh,” she says, not sounding very convinced. “Prove it.”

“How?” I ask.

“Good question.” She asks, realizing there isn't any meat other than human around here.

“Trust me, I’m really bad at flirting.” I laugh.

“Fine, I’ll take our word for it.” She says.

We start talking about our interests, I usually say mine first, so she knows I wont just say 'Oh, I love that to!' We both love computers, animals, weapons, but not war. We both thought that was strange, we were vegetarians, disliked war, but loved guns. We talk about our lives before she was frozen, and I was crushed into a diamond. We were approximately the same age, not counting the years we've been frozen in time, she was 22 and I was 23. We talked and talked (and drank) she was very impressed on how much I could drink. We left at eleven and she was totally wasted, and I wasn't even buzzed. That's what sucks about my imperiousness to alcohol, my friends could get wasted all they want, but I just sit there. While walking home she falls over. I help her up, but she just keeps falling. Eventually we got to her room, she collapsed on her bed, she brought me with her. Somehow she managed to fall on top of me. I was very confused on how that was possible. Luckily we were both in her room by the time that had happened, and for some reason, the door was locked.

'Oh god.' I thought.

She slowly moved her head towards me. Then she kissed me. My eyes opened in shock, even though that's what I expected, then they slowly drifted shut. I could feel her tongue press against my lips, I open my mouth and our tongues meet, in a pleasurable tug-of-war. She pulls her head away, slowly nibbling down my neck. She starts kissing my chest, then stomach. Then she just starts sucking it. It was wonderful, then she stopped, and started sliding her wet marehood on my shaft. Sliding and sliding. I could sense she was about to climax, I didn't really care though, she probably wont even remember this in the morning. I decided to thrust upwards, she went over the edge right there, she squirt like a fire hydrant, soaking me all over. Some got in my mouth, it was very sweet, slightly bitter, with a touch of cherry. It was delicious, I couldn't pretend I wanted more, but I knew she was done, she passed out on her bed with a smile on her face. I walked back to my room, took a shower and went to bed. I woke up in the morning, strangely rejuvenated. I walked out of my room and down to the dining hall. I grabbed several waffles and pancakes, I also decided to throw in an apple. I also grabbed a cup of OJ and sat down. Snowflake sat down next to me and she just looked at me with bedroom eyes.  I slowly remember what happened last night.

"Ummm, hi?" i ask wondering if she remembered last night, or if she was drunk.

"I wasn't drunk last night." She whispered.

"Ohhhhkay...." I said.

"You were amazing last night." She continued.

I didn't know what to think, did she have a point of comparison, what were he standards, why am I asking myself these questions. I had to admit she was pretty good herself, if a little inexperienced.

“Oh really? Did you have a point of comparison?” I asked.

“No.” She blushed. “I've been saving myself for someone I want to be serious with...”

I wondered why she didn't bleed, but then I remembered, horse anatomy is different than human anatomy, and she wants to go out with me, she could have just asked, but I didn't say that, because she might think I just used her. I wonder what she will say next...

“Will you go out with me?” She asked.

“Yes.” I replied without hesitation.

So we talked about when our next date would be and stuff. But after awhile, we got over to more pressing matters, the humans.

“So how are we going to get to Everest, let alone the top, because it's almost in space now.” She asked, we didn't know it actually was way past Earth's outermost atmosphere, as we didn't account for the millions of years we've been frozen.

“Well we could try and salvage a jet from the cryo base.” I suggest.

“Good idea. We should get going son, grab the others.”

We had no idea how bad of an idea I came up with.

TO BE CONTINUED!