The OCs of Canterlot

Bandy’s OC liked to complain about the irritating burdens they were under, because they were part of a secret organization dedicated to protecting Princess Celestia and they were not allowed to tell Shining Armor any real details, but that was okay with him. He was there to support Bandy’s OC, no matter what they did or didn’t do, whether it was sky chariot rides, spell-slinging duels, or making the best sandwiches in Canterlot for the orphanage fundraiser.

But most of all, there was the clop.

Every makeout session inevitably ended in heavy clopping. It was the cloppiest of clop, and the sounds of passionate clopping could be heard for miles around. Even Princess Celestia took notice of their clopping.

They would kiss, and then it was off to the races. Sometimes for hours, and admittedly, their grades would have suffered but for the silver tongue of Bandy’s OC, and Shining Armor’s general adorable himboness convincing every teacher to give them a second chance. Also, Bandy’s OC had money. Lots of money. Nopony thought to question why all their teachers suddenly bought shining new penthouses in downtown Canterlot.

Shining was happy.