The Student Teacher Relationshipby ColeTrain4EVERChaptersChapter 1Chapter 2Chapter 3Chapter 12:56 Cheerilee looked up at the clock, it almost seemed as though the damn thing was mocking her. This was the third time she had looked up at it, and it read the same every time. She sat back in her chair,her long pink hair falling back, and looked around the classroom, adorned with some educational posters and such. It seemed like it was just yesterday when she stepped into this room for the first time, and everything was still in pristine condition. While the room didn’t have the same luster it once did, it was still very much the same. In truth, the only thing that changed was the students at the desks. She looked over them as they quietly worked on their assignments. Cheerilee had watched them grow over the years, seen them go from young children into young adults with lives of success, happiness, and love ahead of them. There was nothing else she could teach them, just advise them on how to proceed in life and such. Her eyes lazily glanced at the students, going from one to the next, cracking a smile at all the good memories. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, the two divas of the class, were the first to catch her attention. Ever since they arrived on their first day, those two had been together. The two of them only seemed to want to pick on others, making themselves feel great and powerful. But as time went on, Spoon found that she didn’t like being viewed as a bully; she only wanted to be popular like Tiara. Spoon came to Cheerilee for advice on what to do; she didn’t want to lose her best friend, but she didn’t want to be an outcast either. Cheerilee’s answer was to talk to Tiara about what she wanted and if Tiara didn’t like it, find someone else. The very next day, they came in with a different attitude, one that stuck with them through the rest of their school days. Then there was Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo. At first, one wouldn’t have expected them to get along, but somehow it worked. Scootaloo was a very athletic girl, a member of the soccer team, and always zipped around on her scooter, trying to live up to her idol, Rainbow Dash. Sweetie Belle, the sister of the famous designer Rarity, was a novice designer, trying to follow in her sister’s footsteps. She stuck out the most in the trio, being around so much upper class it was assumed some would rub off on her, but she never abandoned her friends, always staying by them and helping with their problems. Finally there was Applebloom, the farm girl. A member of the Apple family, she helps her brother and sister on the farm, and it was assumed she would take over the property once the time has come. Cheerilee wondered what kind of pressure that was on a girl, having such a large decision made for you; was it a blessing or a curse? Next was Rumble, a very quiet, and timid boy most of his time there. He wasn’t very social, never really talking to many other children on his own. He always seemed to be bullied at first, getting pushed around and not wanting to go out for recess. She and his brother, Thunder Lane, had tried to remedy this problem. Over time she had pulled him aside on numerous occasions to try and convince him to talk to the others, and it had worked to a degree. He never tried to start a conversation, always being the person you had to go up to and talk to. Though that wasn’t a problem for him, seeing as though over time almost every girl in the class had tried to talk him into a date, but never succeeded. Cheerilee wondered why he never talked to the others; was it shyness or maybe not knowing what to say? Cheerilee knew that he was smart, but she only wished he gave other ponies a chance. Next was- *RING* Ahh finally thought Cheerilee. “Ok class,” she said as she stood up; “Hand your assignments in as you leave and I’ll see you all tomorrow.” She smiled as the class packed their bags and slowly meandered out of the room. Cheerilee looked out the window, the darkening clouds outside reminded her that the town was suppose to get severe thunderstorms tonight. With her bags already packed and her coat already on, she closed the door behind her, and began her trek home herself. The winds were beginning to pick up earlier than expected. Cheerilee was about to begin running, when something in the distance caught her ear. “Hey, look at the little queer! He thinks he can avoid us doesn’t he?” Cheerilee looked around the schoolyard, no one was around because most of the students had hurried home. She put her bags down and began to quietly walk around the schoolhouse, which was made more difficult by her high heels. She poked her head around the corner of the building, and saw three older boys she didn’t recognize, they must have been from another school she thought, surrounding a boy who was on the ground with his back to her. “What? Your brother not here to protect you now?”one of the boys taunted as he kicked the one on the ground in the stomach, getting a small cry in response. “Yeah, we knew that one day he’d come to his senses.” The other one began and leaned down to the ground, “We knew he’d wise up and see your just a useless piece of crap, Rumble.” “What the hell do you three think you're doing?” Cheerilee called out, erupting a collective of gulps as the boys realized they weren't alone. “Shit! Run!” one of them shouted as they took off. “We’ll finish with this loser later!” The three boys quickly escaped into the woods, and Cheerilee knew she had more important things to do than chase some idiots in the forest. She turned her attention to the boy lying on the ground, who was still on his side with his back to her. “You alright Rumble?” she asked, getting on her knees next to him. “Yeah, I’m-ahh-alright Miss Cheerilee.” He flipped onto his back, revealing the shoe marks on his chest, and the cuts that covered his face. “Oh my! Honey, we need to get you inside and take care of that.” “N-No, Miss I’m F-ahh!” Rumble cried out in discomfort as he tried to lift his body off the ground. “No you’re not. Jeez Rumble...” She helped him up and offered him her shoulder. “Come on, you’re coming with me.” She began to walk him around the school house, noticing the squeaks he gave off as his feet touched the ground. Cheerilee opened the door, and led him inside, away from the impending storm. “Miss Cheerilee, Its fine really!” She sat him in her chair behind the desk as he continued, “Those guys didn’t do much, I can get home.” He tried to stand before a slight shove sent him back. “Rumble, please make this easy on me and let me clean up these cuts, ok?” she asked, her voice a mix of annoyance and concern. Rumble blushed red and nodded as Cheerilee lifted his pant leg up, revealing a large open cut. It didn’t look deep, but she knew it was best to clean it up now. “So, want to tell me why those guys were after you?” Cheerilee asked as she grabbed a bottle of water and a paper towel. “Just being idiots, nothing new.” Rumble didn’t look her in the eyes as he spoke, signifying he was hiding something. “I doubt that, you were singled out Rumble.” She wet the towel and applied it to his cut with some pressure, which made him cringe in discomfort. It was held there as she went on, “So, want to tell me the truth?” “Well,” he began. “I really don’t know. They always come after me, I just guessed it was because of my brother.” “What does Thunder have to do with this?” Before the boy could respond, the sound of thunder rattled the room, sending both of them jumping. Cheerilee looked out the window, seeing that the rain had begun to pour down, and the tree’s swung violently as the winds bashed against them. She sighed, she knew it was going to be awhile before this would die down. She tried to keep the conversation going, “You were saying?” “A lot of the others are jealous of Thunder I think.” “Of Thunder?” Cheerilee tried to hold back a chuckle, but failed miserably. “What's so funny?” Rumble asked taking notice. “Nothing,” Cheerilee regained her composure, “Its just odd someone would envy your brother. I mean, last I heard he was working with Rainbow Dash in the weather center right?” He nodded, “My brother...does a lot with Rainbow Dash.” “Oh? Like wha-” The blush on Rumble’s face answered her question. “Oh! Oh um, that sort of thing...” A blush soon found its way onto her face. An awkward silence filled the room, the only sounds coming from the rough weather outside. Rumble broke the silence,“Uh, Miss Cheerilee? I think you can stop pressing my leg now.” Cheerilee snapped out of the daze and quickly removed her hand. “Oh, heh, sorry.” She looked at the spot and saw the gash looked pretty clean, but it still needed some covering. “Hmm, I think I have some medical wrap in the first aid box.” Cheerilee got up and walked to her desk, looking for the small white box. “You know, you don’t have to do this.” He argued, “I’m not a little kid anymore.” “I know, you’re young man and all that.” she teased. “You’re still my student and I don’t mind helping a friend.” Rumble sat back in the chair, his slicked back hair disheveled from the fight. She looked at him, noticing how his blue shirt had a large foot mark on it and how his jeans were ripped along the legs. She almost wished Sweetie Belle were there so she could fix his clothes, that would have to bring a smile to Rumble’s face. Cheerilee thought it best if she took off her coat, seeing as how the warm classroom would be their shelter for the next few hours or so. As she moved, Rumble saw her long black skirt and tucked in white dress shirt. Her long pink hair neat and straight as it ran down her back. She tossed her coat aside and continued the search, not noticing Rumble battling himself to not look in her direction. “So,” Cheerilee began as she continued to search, snapping Rumble out of his trance. “The others are jealous of your brothers girlfriend?” “Yeah,” Rumble chuckled, “They hate him for it.” “What about you?” “What about me?” “Well, what ab-Ahh Ha!” Cheerilee’s question was cut off as she found the first aid box. She walked back over to Rumble, who was still curious to what she was going for. “Its always in the last place you look, isn’t it?” she asked as she got on her knees and took out the bandages. Wiping the wound again, she began to carefully wrap his leg with the badges, taking her time to make sure they weren't too tight. “So...” Rumble looked around, almost as if he was literally trying to find the words, “What about me?” “Hmm? Oh, right. I was asking why don’t you think the boys are jealous of you?” “Well there isn’t much to be jealous of Miss Cheerilee.” He laughed a little. “I mean, it makes sense about my brother since he has such a pretty girlfriend.” “How come you don’t?” She asked bluntly. Rumble hadn’t seen that coming. “W-Well... I just don’t I guess?” “Strange,” Cheerilee noted as she looked up at him, keeping up the wrapping. “I used to always see the girls around you. I was sure you’d be ‘friends’ with one of them.” “Well,” Rumble’s face grew red again, “I just-” “Just what?” Cheerilee interrupted him, wrapping more and more, “Just waiting until the girl of your dreams comes thru the door and throws herself on you? Rumble, that won’t happen, you need to make the first move. Or else she’ll slip away.” “Y-Yeah, I g-got it.” “What's wrong?” “You’re squeezing my leg?” Cheerilee looked down and realized she had wrapped his leg multiple times, and she thought she had stopped circulation. “Oh crap! Sorry!” Cheerilee began to unwrap the leg as she heard a chuckle coming from above. She looked up to see Rumble trying to hold back, but failing miserably like she did earlier. “What's so funny?” She asked, cocking an eyebrow. “I never thought I’d hear you swear. Seems, out of character for you, ya know?” Cheerilee blushed at this and smiled at him, “Well, we’re both adults. And besides, like I said you're a friend, and I feel comfortable around you.” A chuckle escaped her as she began to see the humor in the moment as Rumble did. For a few minutes, the only sounds were Cheerilee’s tapping the bandages in place and the storm that raged outside. The wind sounded like the cries of a wolf as it raced past the schoolhouse. Neither of the two wanted to make a sound, enjoying nature’s wrath together in silence. “-and then, Pinkie Pie comes running in, yelling how her boyfriend’s ‘party cannon’ is jammed!” The two burst out into an uproar of laughter as Cheerilee recalled the strange party moment. The two of them had been stuck in the building for at least two hours now, though no one was keeping track. The two of them had decided to sit against the wall, so that they could watch the windows together. Both had to admit the rainy weather made some things look beautiful in a way, like the trees swinging in the wind behind the veil of a water covered window. After awhile, Rumble suggested that they tell some stories to pass the time. Now, the storm’s winds had been covered up by the incredible amounts of laughing coming from the classroom. “Oh man, she’s insane!” Rumble fell to his side laughing as Cheerilee watched on. She was right all along. Rumble didn’t start conversations with people, he waited until he was included. But once he was included, he didn’t seem to hold back. He talked just as much as any other young man, if not more. Cheerilee thought it gave him a somewhat youthful outlook or appearance or something, she wasn’t quite sure. The two settled down and looked around the room for a few moments before Rumble broke the silence again. “Can I ask you something Miss Cheerilee?” “Sure Rumble, shoot.” “Are you really dating Big Mac?” Now it was Cheerilee who was hit with a question from out of nowhere. Her face turned beat red as she tried to process that question. “Uh...Run that by me again?” “Are you and Big Mac really a couple?” Rumble asked again, his face similarly red, but not as noticeable. “N-No, we aren't.” Cheerilee stifled out, “Where did you hear that?” “Its a rumor going around, I was just curious is all.” Cheerilee wondered who would start such a rumor. Sure she and Big Mac were friends and helped each other a fair amount, but there wasn’t anything there that was romantic. His sister Applebloom and her friends tried at one point to make it happen, but in the end they used some weird potion on both of them to make them love each other. The two of them called each other Shmoopie Wuppie something or Snuggly that, and almost got married because of it! The girls were lucky enough to help them break the potions effects and the town should have known that had ended. “Can I ask why you were curious?” “N-No reason...” He looked away from her. Cheerilee knew he was hiding something, she could sense it. “Rumble, if something’s the matter tell me. I don’t like to see people like this.” Her voice carried the same sympathetic feeling her face did. “No, it’s fine.” “Look, I don’t m-” “I said its fine!” Rumble snapped, Cheerilee was taken back by this aggression. Rumble quickly realized what he had just done and looked down. “I-I’m sorry about that.” “Its fine,” She wrapped an arm around him, which Rumble had mixed feelings about, “I shouldn’t have pushed.” Rumble slowly began to loosen up to her touch, and gradually began to lean his body against her’s. He had always wanted to do this sort of thing with a girl, just sit together and enjoy being with each other. None of the other girls wanted to do that, they just liked him because he looked nice. Rumble hated that. This was weird to him though, this moment was almost perfect, except for one thing: it was with his teacher. The same teacher that had been with him since he was a young boy, and that protected him from bullies, that helped him whenever he needed it. The memories of her actions filled Rumble’s mind, it almost seemed strange that he had never thought of this sort of thing before. But when she ran over to him today, he felt something. He wasn’t sure what it was but he was sure he didn’t want the storm to end anytime soon, he liked this. Cheerilee noticed the boy’s tension start to slip away. She smiled and closed her eyes, enjoying the moment. “M-Miss Cheerilee, Can I ask you something?” Cheerilee kept her eyes closed as she spoke, “Of course Rumble. Go ahead” “...How do I tell a girl I like her?” Cheerilee’s eyes shot open and she looked down at Rumble, who was looking off into the distance as he spoke. She smiled, thinking that maybe this could be a breakthrough. “Well, that's easy Rumble,” she began. “Are you good friends with her or know her well?” “Well...yes, I think so.” “Does she think you’re special?” “Y-Yeah, she does.” “So, why not just ask her if she wants to hang out one day? Just as friends maybe, or...with a group of people?” “W-What if she’s...not like people my age?” Rumble looked up at her, moving his hand along her’s. Cheerilee didn’t notice it. “You mean older or younger?” “Older...a bit older.” “Oh, well then you should tell that person how you feel. Its a dangerous thing to bottle up feelings Rumble. Just letting it out makes things a lot better, even if she doesn’t share the same feelings you do.” “...So, what about you?” Rumble moved his hand up her arm slowly, and this set Cheerilee off. She looked down at what he was doing, but couldn’t react. Her body was at an impasse; Slap him, tell him it wouldn’t work....or go with it. She couldn’t believe she was thinking of that, but she had grown close to Rumble over the years...they had become closer than any other student had. ‘No,’ she thought, ‘He’s my student, I-I can’t. Right?’ “W-What about me?” She asked trying to keep a face of innocence “Well, what about you? Do you like me?” “Of course I do Rumble! I’ve said you’re a great fri-.” “That's not what I meant,” he interrupted, nuzzling against her more. ‘Crap, that's what I was afraid of’ she thought. She couldn’t shake the feeling in her body that this wasn’t bad. “S-So, What did you-?” The blushing expression on Rumble’s face answered that question, “Oh. Well Rumble, I-uh, We can’t do that.” “Why not, we’re friends right?” “Of course Rumble, but this isn’t like that. I mean, I’m your teacher!” “You won’t be forever.” Rumble inched his face closer to hers. Cheerilee’s blush deepened, “I-I’m much older than you!” “I like older women.” He moved even closer to her, as she began to move her face to his as well. ‘Where the hell did he learn this?’ She wondered how such a shy reserved boy could find this kind of courage. “But what if-” “Cheerilee,” Rumble began dropping the miss. “I don’t want another woman. You’ve always been my best friend growing up and helped me through a lot.” He looked down, “I know it never looked liked I used it, but I was scared. But you never gave up on me, always telling me to be myself, and to try and make friends. I have some now, but I want someone special.” He looked up into her eyes. “I want that someone to be you. I want to be the person who helps you, makes you feel special, makes you feel like you're not alone. And...you won’t be.” Cheerilee had begun to tear up and the scene unfolding in front of her. She couldn’t remember anyone feeling that much about her. All the time that she had spent with him, all the days after school had led up to this. Anyone else who would have done something like this might have gotten a, ‘I’m sorry,’ or ‘I don’t feel the same.’ But for Rumble, he got something else. “Cheerilee? I-I messed up didn’t I?” Rumble waited for answer, but only got Cheerilee’s stare in response. As he was about to move back, Cheerilee leaned forward, and placed her lips against his. The two shared a deep, and passionate kiss, both not considering the consequences, as they enjoyed the moment. After what seemed like an eternity both of them pulled back, and stared at each other’s blush covered face. She was the the first to speak, “That was...different.” That was all she could say after that. “Y-Yeah...” Rumble replied awkwardly, followed by period of silence. Rumble’s mind raced with questions and worries. ‘Can this work? How would it? What if she gets caught? What if she really doesn’t like me and only feels bad? Why is she being so quiet and just staring at me like that? Can I-?’ “Did you really mean all that Rumble?” Cheerilee’s voice snapped Rumble out of his worries, just like it always had before. “Of course, I’d never lie about something like...this.” “You're the first man that's ever said something like that to me.” She leaned in closer to him, her head resting next to his with their backs against the wall. Rumble wanted to try something he saw his brother do once. He moved his arm around her back and began to stroke Cheerilee’s hair. It was almost if he was petting her in a way. Rumble was rewarded with the feeling of her body snuggling closer to his. Cheerilee looked out the window, the rain was still pouring and it showed no signs of stopping anytime soon. She tried to think of something to do or to say. Her mind came up with an idea and, before she could stop herself, her mouth came out with it. “Want to kiss again?” She looked up at him, a sultry smile across her face. Rumble had never seen this side of her, but he liked it. “Yes ma’am,” he answered before bringing his face to her’s for another deep kiss. Author's Note yeah, The NSFW stuff comes next chapter. I wrote this down after reading the the Valuable Lesson fic I posted in the Description and thought, "why not?" Hope you enjoyed and there's more to come. Chapter 2The next few days came and went with normal classes. None of the other students were any the wiser when it came to Rumble and Cheerilee, who had found ways to keep their feelings for one another to themselves. During class however, Cheerilee had noticed that Rumble was staring at her a lot more then he use to. He seemed more confident with himself too, not to mention with others. The quiet and shy little boy seem to have grown into a somewhat social and intelligent young man. One thing that hadn’t changed about Rumble was his kindness towards others. Just like before he’d always greet someone with a smile, though the one he gave Cheerilee when no one else was looking was a bit ‘different.’ “So, who can tell me why Princess Celestia made th-” *RING* Once again, the bell had interrupted Cheerilee right when she was in the middle of something. “Ok, so everyone enjoy the Valentines Day Celebration, and I’ll see you all after break.” She waved to them all as they left and soon the only two in the room were herself and Rumble. The boy had stayed after everyday since that night, but not doing what one might think. Sure they gave each other a peak on the cheek or lips, but it was mostly talking.The new, less shy Rumble was such a great person to talk to, and Cheerilee didn’t mind the lack of contact. “So, any plans for the vacation?” Cheerilee asked as she graded some of the students’ history papers. “Nah,” Rumble replied taking a seat at the front desk. “My brother and Dash are heading to the celebration in Cloudsdale, and I decided I...” he waved his hand around, trying to find the right way to put it, “didn’t need to be included in those activities.” He chuckled “Well, that's understandable,” she joked back. “But, that means you don’t have anyone to see the celebration with?” Rumble nodded, “I don’t really mind. It’ll be nice and quiet in my house.” “Is that so?” “I’ve always liked some peace and quiet, me time I guess,” he shrugged, “I’ll do something with some friends over the break, but all the people I would ask are either going to the celebration with someone else or doing something I don’t want to.” “Perhaps you’d enjoy some of my company?” she asked in a somewhat sultry voice, her pen slowly going over test’s answers. “That’s fine Cheer,” he chuckled, “I’ll be fine. You don’t have to waste the celebration worrying about me.” “I don’t have any plans Rumble, so we might as well spend the time together rather than being alone.” “Oh, uh,” Rumble thought about it for a moment, “What would we do?” “Well,” she put her pen down and sat back in her chair, bringing her feet to rest on the desk. “We could enjoy the festival together, see the sun rise over the mountains near Canterlot, see all the town culture together, and...other things” “Other things?” “Other things,” she teased. “If you want to know what they are, you’ll have to come.” “But what about others seeing us together?” he asked “I could just say you’re doing some extra credit assignment with me. Who would question it?” Rumble realized it would work, that no one would really suspect them of anything unusual. “So, where should I meet you?” “How about the main square at five?” “Its a date.” he smiled. “I better get going then,” he realized as he left the room, “I wouldn’t want to keep such a pretty woman waiting” Cheerilee laughed as she watched him leave. He was so genuine, so kind, he...seemed like a great partner. She looked up at the ceiling, trying to process what her mind meant by ‘other things.’ She knew what she meant, but she still questioned it. Her mind was filled with the same ‘what if’s?’ as it was on their first night together. Was she a monster? No, they were both of age. Was it weird? In certain eyes, yes. Was it what she wanted? “Is this what I want?” she asked herself, sitting normally again. Cheerilee needed to make a decision, either follow her heart and risk the respect and admiration she had gained, or follow her mind and break this off before it got any worse. The town’s main square was filled with people and food stands, all themed for the celebration. The girls were all wearing something love related, whether it be a red dress, hat or perhaps a handbag with a heart embroidered on it. The guys that accompanied them usually wore normal clothes or maybe pink glasses, that is glasses with the eyepieces being heart shaped. Rumble hadn’t gone too crazy picking something out for himself, just jeans and a collared pink shirt. His hair was slicked back the way it usually was, he didn’t want to seem like he needed to impress her. “Hello Rumble,” a voice called out. Rumble turned towards the voice and his jaw dropped. There he saw Cheerilee standing near the fountain, wearing a red sundress that complemented her body perfectly. It had a decorative gold chain around the waist that had a large heart emblem in the center with an arrow sticking through it. The dress didn’t have arms, nor did it have straps on her shoulders, and it stopped down her legs just past the knees. The other guys all turned to look at her, leading to them receiving angry looks from their dates. She didn't look like any other girl there, she looked so much better. “Well, how do I look?” she asked as she stepped towards him, her high heels clacking against the stone ground along the way. “Uh...” Rumble blushed, trying to find the words. “Y-you’re the most beautiful girl here, Miss Cheerilee.” he remembered that in public, he needed to use Miss, or else someone might suspect something. She giggled at the compliment. “Thank you Rumble. So, what’s our plan for this evening?” “I thought we could walk around for a few, get something to eat, and watch the sunset go behind the mountain. Maybe the sunrise too if we’re both up tomorrow.” “That sounds lovely.” she added, “So, shall we?” Rumble smiled as the two of them began to walk thru the town. They walked side by side, idly chatting as they stopped and greeted familiar faces. Even though the occasional person wondered why they were together, Cheerilee assured them that it was for an extra credit assignment, no one questioned it afterwards. Rumble had to admit that it was surprising easy to doop people sometimes, though he hoped he wouldn’t have to make a habit of it. After walking around for some time, they grabbed some of the festival’s unique dishes. Both of them decided on the signature Cupid cookies -- chocolate chip cookies made with special ingredients from around Equestria with an arrow made by drizzling chocolate on top -- being that Mr and Mrs Cake only made them once a year for the celebration. As they sat down to eat, Rumble finally asked the question he had been holding back. “So, care to tell me what the ‘other things’ are now?” he asked, noticing a faint blush from Cheerilee. “Oh um, its a...surprise.” she quickly took a bite of her cookie and smiled at him. Rumble cocked an eyebrow. “Uh huh, so when can I find out?” “Awfwer Swunwet” she answered, her mouth still full of cookie. “Wha-?” Rumble couldn’t finish his question without laughing. Her cheeks were puffed out from the cookies in her mouth, and she looked so adorable. Cheerilee’s face turned red as she realized what he was laughing about, and she quickly swallowed. “Sorry, I said after sunset.” she wiped her mouth as Rumble quieted down. “Ok, ok.” he let out one more chuckle. “I wish you’d be like this more.” “Hmm, what do you mean?” she questioned, “Aren't I always a bit laid back with my students?” “Well yeah but I like seeing you as a person, not a teacher” “Oh,” Cheerilee blushed, her mind taking those words out of context as she thought of all the ways she could be more to him. She quickly shoved those thoughts out of her mind, focusing on the now...rather than later. The two of them finished their food and made their way to the hill outside of the town. They wanted to have a good view of the sunset, and keep their distance from everyone else. Rumble had laid down a blanket in preparation and offered her a seat. He couldn’t stop staring at her, her beauty showing even more in the day’s twilight hours. Her hair blew softly in the wind and her face lit up as the sun’s fading rays shone upon it. Rumble took his seat next to her, trying his hardest not to stare. “You do realize that it’s ok to look at me right?” Cheerilee teased, noticing how Rumble kept sneaking peeks at her. “I uh, didn’t think it would be polite,” his voice trembling. It was almost like he was thinking about the same thing as Cheerilee. Difference was, her poker face was much better than his. The school teacher’s mind may have been a war zone throughout the day, but she never showed it. Her cool and caring demeanor had always been present, even now after her mind had reached its final conclusion. “I don’t mind.” A small grin dawned on her face as she scooted closer to him on the blanket. As the sun lowered further and further , Rumble began to realize just how alone they were. Looking back at the town, he saw that only a few people were still shuffling about. By now, nearly everyone would be in or around the town hall for the ceremonies. Thoughts crossed his mind, the same thoughts from when he first saw her in that dress and from their night together in the schoolhouse. Rumble looked back at her, and saw her looking straight back at him. “Rumble?” Cheerilee asked “Do you remember the ‘other things’ I talked about?” she slowly, almost involuntarily, began to lean her head closer to his. “Y-Yeah.” He slowly did the same. Their faces now just centimeters apart “I think we both know what they are.” Before Rumble could respond, Cheerilee pushed herself onto him, locking them into a deep kiss. Rumble fell backwards with Cheerilee still holding onto him, keeping the kiss going as she moved her long pink hair out of their faces. Rumble knew where she was going, and it was something that he desired more than anything. He wrapped his arms around her body, bringing the two even closer to one another. Soon however, Rumble felt her mouth move away and saw her sit up, looking down on him. “I know you’ve wanted this, right?” Rumble nodded. “Well, So have I.” With that Cheerilee moved her arms behind her back and began to unzip her dress. To tease him even more she unzipped it slowly, making him wait for it. Rumble felt as though this was a dream, that it couldn’t really be happening. However, the weight on his stomach proved that it was real. He watched as her dress’ zipper came to the bottom of her back and saw her seductively disrobe. As she threw her dress to the side, Cheerilee was left in her lacy black bra and matching panties. Cheerilee felt her confidence drain away as she sat on top of Rumble, who was staying silent throughout this whole thing. “W-Well Rumble? How do I look?” Rumble didn’t need to answer with words. Instead he sat up, with her still in his lap, and looked into her eyes. “You look beautiful Cheerilee, but I didn’t need to see you like this to know that.” “Did you learn that line from your brother?” “No, Sweetie Belle. She talks about romance novels a lot.” Rumble chuckled as moved his head forward and began to kiss her neck. Cheerilee was taken back by the sudden move, but she didn’t mind. Feeling his lips -- hell, him just touching her body -- made her feel excited. She threw her head back and ran her hand through Rumble’s hair, as she gave light sounds of enjoyment. Rumple’s lips moved around the side of her neck, teasing her with his tongue. Cheerilee was in heaven, but she knew he wanted more. As Rumble went back in for another set, she pulled his body forward, leaving her on the blanket with Rumble on top. Rumble looked down at her and got a very unusual grin, one Cheerilee had never seen on him. Before she could say anything, Rumble brought his head down on her right breast and began to lick it through her bra. He used his free hand to gently caress her body, making circles and long traces on her skin. Cheerilee didn’t expect him to be this good, and her low squeaks slowly increased in volume. The two slowly began to strip one another as Cheerilee was pleasured by Rumble. It almost became frantic as time went on, to the point where Cheerilee’s bra was ripped off her body after slowly taking off her bra became “why the hell won’t this thing come off!?” to Rumble. Cheerilee however, kept her cool somehow; managing to take of Rumble’s shirt slowly and in the process running her fingers along Rumble’s body, sending shivers up his spine. The licking on Cheerilee’s breast had escalated to Rumble sucking directly on her nipple. He moved his free hand down across her sexy, little belly, stopping just above her slit. “Oh...God...Yes! Please Rumble!” Cheerilee panted out as her student sent powerful ripples of pleasure throughout her body. Thinking it was time to move on, Rumble stopped sucking at her nipple and started moving down her beautiful body, lightly kissing her along the way. Cheerilee shifted around in anticipation. She knew where he was going, she just wanted it now rather than later. “R-Rumble...” she called out, “If you take any longer I’m going to ki-Ahh!~” Her threat was cut off as she felt Rumble’s tongue run across her sex. He ran his tongue along the edges of her entrance, trying to save the best for last. Rumble had never done anything like this before, he had only heard about it from his friends and seen it on the internet. He had never thought he would do it, thinking it was kind of weird and gross, but with Cheerilee it felt as though he needed to do it. He wanted to make her feel good, and from the sounds she was making, Rumble knew it was working. Cheerilee lifted her head, opening her eyes to look down at Rumble. She was getting turned on not just by what she was feeling him do, but by what she saw in front of her. She moaned loudly, moving her hands atop Rumble’s head and pushing him gently closer to her. “P-Please...no more teasing,” she begged. Rumble looked up at her and before she could ask again, he shoved his tongue deep inside of her. Cheerilee loudly groaned and grabbed at her breasts, increasing the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Rumble, fueled by his teacher’s cries of pleasure, went deep inside her with his tongue. As he did so, his nose accidentally grazed her clit, eliciting a cry from Cheerilee as her body twitched. Rumble pulled back, worried he may have hurt her. “Are you ok?” he asked. “I’m fine Rumble, b-but please keep doing that!” Rumble looked down and an idea came to mind. He lowered his head, and instead of licking her slit, Rumble went directly for her clit, cascading it with small licks and kiss. Cheerilee shut her eyes tight as the feeling of his tongue caused her back to arch. She screamed loudly to show just how much she was enjoying it. She felt a knot begin to grow in her lower body as she raced towards her finish. “R-Ru-Rumble-!” Is all she could get out, her mind not allowing her mouth to say coherent phrases. Rumble, wanting to go further, nibbled on her clit gently. Cheerilee was sent over the edge, loudly moaning into the air as she climaxed, and doused Rumble in her femcum. Rumble sat back, startled by the suddenness of it all. Cheerilee laid there, panting, with a smile on her face as she stared at Rumble, his face covered with her fluids. “H-How was that?” Rumble asked her, unsure of what to say. “It was incredible,” she replied, still heavily panting. However, not waiting for him recover, Cheerilee moved closer to Rumble. Instead of kissing him , she licked his face, sucking up the remnants of her release. Rumble felt his skin tingle as her tongue licked up the cum, their lips occasionally meeting for a quick kiss. The two laid back as Cheerilee moved her head away from his. She soon felt Rumble’s raging erection poking her through his jeans, making the fabric press right into her slit. Cheerilee questioned why she hadn’t taken them off earlier, and decided to rectify that right away. She undid his buckle and pulled down his pants and boxers, leaving his hard shaft exposed. He wasn’t particularly big, though that was to be expected. Cheerilee wrapped her hand around it, hearing a faint moan come from Rumble. She began to slowly stroke up and down, enjoying the sounds of his pleasure. They made her feel better, less guilty about the whole affair. Rumble was in heaven, not knowing how things could get any better, but his thoughts quickly changed when he felt the wet warmth of Cheerilee’s lips on his member. Cheerilee began to suck on his tip, using her tongue to caress around it and along the sides. Cheerilee looked up at Rumble, her beautiful green eyes meeting his. She winked at him, before taking in more of his penis. It took all his self control not to cum right then and there. Noticing this, Cheerilee smiled and started rubbing his balls, as well as sucking harder. “C-Cheerilee-!” was all Rumble could get out between the moans and gasps. The pleasure was overwhelming, robbing him of any higher though or speech. Cheerilee lifted her head off his shaft and laughed. “Cat got your tongue?” she teased, still stroking his shaft gently. “I haven’t even gotten to the best part yet.” Rumble sat there, he didn’t know what to do. “S-Should I sit back again?” he asked. “Actually, maybe we should move on.” Cheerilee motioned back, laying down and spreading her legs open. She had gotten even wetter, if that was possible. Rumble moved up and aligned himself with her, rubbing his dick against her, sending shivers through both of them. He looked down at her sweat covered body that glistened in the moonlight. Her hair was messy and covered much of her face. Cheerilee looked up; not seeing the timid and shy student, but the mature and caring man she had fallen for; The man she wanted to call her lover. Then, Rumble slowly began to enter. The sheer warmth of her was enough to make Rumble cry out. Her slit tightly wrapped around him, trying to pull him in deeper faster than he was going. He didn’t know if he could last if this feeling was going to keep up. Cheerilee was in heaven herself, feeling the young man above her slowly penetrate her. She reached her arms up and pulled Rumble down, digging her nails into his back. She hugged him tightly as he pushed deeper into her. “I-Its in,” Rumble whispered to her. “Y-Yeah, k-keep going.” “You sure?” “Yes, please keep going.” Thats all the encouragement Rumble needed. With that, he slowly backed out of her. Cheerilee was about complain, before Rumble quickly thrusted back in. Cheerilee arched her back up as he began a cycle of quick thrusts, both of them knowing that slow wasn’t winning this race anymore. Cheerilee’s body welcomed his eagerness and pushed her hips to his, taking him in deeper and making their hips met in the middle. Her body felt as though it was on fire. To Rumble, her pussy was hotter than he would have ever imagined. He increased his speed, trying to make Cheerilee feel even better. “Ohh, Ohh, OHH!~” Cheerilee let out moan after moan as Rumble continued to pound her. Her mouth made an ‘O’ shape as her wrap around Rumble’s back tightened. Rumble’s mind tried to tell him to slow down, but his body wouldn't stop. “C-Cheerilee...it’s tight! Ahh!” the power in his thrusts increased, as his shaft went deeper into Cheerilee. Cheerilee, regaining some of her mental ability, looked up and Rumble, “K-Kiss me...” Rumble slowed his speed and moved his head down to hers. The two shared a deep kiss, their tongues wrapping around one another as both moaned into each others mouth. Cheerilee broke the kiss, “S-Speedup~ Don’t sl-slow down!~” her words were soft, but Rumble could here the need in her words. He slammed his cock fully into her, and started a cycle of quick thrusts into Cheerilee, who continued to encourage him in her absent minded state. “M-More! Don't slow down!” she cried out, “Go f-faster! Faster!~” Rumble licked the side of Cheerilee’s neck as his thrusts started to become more powerful. Cheerilee’s nails dug into his back, prompting Rumble to slam even harder into her. The moans and groans spurred him on as the woman underneath him tightened the grip around his dick. Rumble needed to say something, something he had been holding in ever since that night in the schoolhouse. “Cheerilee....I-I..” “A-Are you close?” she asked, her mind having the realization that he wasn’t wearing a condom. “Y-You need to-” “I Love you Cheerilee!” Right then, something in Cheerilee’s mind clicked. “R-Rumble I-Ahh!~” She tried to speak, but her body shook with pleasure. ‘Can I say it? I feel the same but...’ her mind, even though it could barely compose a sentence, could still find the ability to have Cheerilee doubt herself. However, she wasn’t going to listen to her mind this time. This time, she was going to listen to her heart. “I-I love you too, Rumble!” she screamed out. At that moment, all the doubt and hesitation left her mind. She loved Rumble, and he loved her. Hearing this, Rumble kissed her on the lips again, slamming his crotch into hers at incredible speeds. A pressure built in his loins, signaling that the end was near. He leaned forward, looking Cheerilee in the eyes as his thrusts became frantic. “C-Cheerilee,” he panted out, “I’m close!” Cheerilee felt her own end coming as well. “M-Me too! Oh God!” she screamed out. After hearing him confess his love, there was only one way Cheerilee wanted this to end. “F-Finish inside!” Rumble nodded at her, summoned all his remaining strength, and began to go harder into her then either of them had thought possible. Rumble’s thrusts were slow but powerful, slamming into her all the way to the base. Cheerilee clung onto Rumble for dear life as her body spasmed and a loud cry forced itself out of her lips. That sent Rumble over the edge; his body stiffened as he slammed into her one final time, shooting burst after burst of warm seed into her. Cheerilee’s eyes rolled to the back of her head from the sensation of being filled, her grip on Rumble’s back as strong as ever. After what seemed like a blissful eternity, Rumble finished unloading into her and collapsed on top of her. Cheerilee, who was still coming down from her own orgasm, realized where Rumble was and smiled at him. She stroked his head, as the two laid there in the field. “Hey Cheerilee?” he asked. “Yes?” “D-Do you think that...it’ll always be like this?” It didn’t take much for her to realize what he meant. “Yes Rumble. No matter what happens, no matter what stands in our way, we’ll be like this.” She planted a quick kiss on his lips, “I know it.” Rumble felt at peace knowing that, and the two stayed there for awhile enjoying each others’ embrace. In a distant part of the field, a camera clicked. The bright flashes would usually be caught by someone, though the models for this photo weren't in the most observant of moods. The would be photographer looked at their images, all of them were of happy couple sharing their love for one another; they laughed at the site. “Tsk tsk,” they said to themselves, “Looks like little Miss Perfect has a dirty secret. I wonder what everyone would think of these...” Looking through the photos more, the evil smile on their face grew more and more. “Oh, and poor innocent Rumble! What would Thunder Lane do if he found out about this? Send him away to some retreat for recovery? It is such a traumatic experience to be sexually assaulted by a teacher.” The couple had stopped and were laying on the grass together, meaning the job was done. The stranger pulled away and began to walk back to town, their mind still giddy with anticipation. “This is going to be fun...” Author's Note Hey! ....This took way to freaking long! Sorry about that guys. I can't promise it won't happen again too. That's because I know I can get distracted by school work, friends, and all around discouragement. Being this was my first clop scene, I kept getting frustrated before finally sitting down, doing it, and getting it edited. (Once again by my good friend Raine, who's page is in the stories description) Please,give me edits and ways to get better. Thank You ColeTrain4EVER PS: Thank you all for the support, you're all awesome. I hope you enjoyed! More to come! Chapter 3The next few days were quiet. Rumble and Cheerilee didn’t talk to one another as much as they had been before. He seemed to revert back to his old self, being the quiet and reserved student who wasn’t as social as he should be. Cheerilee, even though it pained her to see this, kept her emotions in check and tried to stay as normal as she could. She tried to get Rumble to stay after so they could talk, but he always had an excuse whether it be his brother having the flu or having to help Sweetie Belle with her homework. She knew something was wrong, but also thought him having some space to himself was the best solution. Until he was ready to talk, they would both have to live their normal lives and keep things hidden. ‘Now, lets see...’ Cheerilee thought. ‘She used proper grammar, but missed a punctuation.’ Her pen made a mark. ‘The examples are adequate, granted I basically gave them to her’ She writes a small note on the side next to the paragraph. ‘Hmm...What grade do I give you Scootaloo?’ Cheerilee tapped her pen to the table as she pondered what to give the girl. “I think she deserves an A if you ask me,” a voice interjected from behind. Cheerilee’s train of thought was broken as she jumped back in surprise. “God are you trying to give me a heart attack!?” Cheerilee asked, as her guest made her way around the desk. She sat on a desk in the front, giggling, as Cheerilee rolled her eyes and got back to work. “You really need to lighten up sis.” “And you really need to mature a little Berry.” The younger sibling giggled a little more, her violet hair swinging behind her, long and unkempt. “Did you need something?” “What? I can’t stop in and say hi?” she asked in mock sadness. Cheerilee sighed, “Look, I’m just busy and don’t have time for messing around.” Cheerilee looked up, noticing Berry’s casual apparel -- a pair of jeans and a dark red t shirt, showing off her chest a little bit. No doubt she had just come from her shift at the bar, she always tried to look for the customers, though she never took it too far. Her high top sneakers Converse swung in the air as Berry leaned back a bit to get comfortable. “You ok?” Berry asked in concern. “Work got you down?” Cheerilee sighed as she put her pen down, “Yeah, stress of this and some other things.” She rubbed her eyes, trying to make herself wake up. “Why would it be that bad? Aren't the kids almost done with school?” “Well, yes. Though, the last few assignments are always a bit...tedious,” Cheerilee lied, not knowing if Berry could be trusted with the real reason. “Uh huh...want to tell me the real reason?” 'Crap, I forgot she was that good,' Cheerilee thought to herself. Her sister wasn’t an easy girl to trick, and Cheerilee wasn’t the best at lying either. Berry got up and walked to her Sister’s desk, leaning forward with her hands on the table. “Cheer, I’m a bartender.” She smiled proudly. “I think I can tell when someones BS-ing me.” “Look,” Cheerilee began, “There are just things in my life right now that are not only physically draining, but just take away from me altogether. I just need a little time to think is all.” “So work to make the problem go away?” “If it helps, it helps.” Cheerilee looked back towards the paper, before finally putting an B+ on the paper in front of her, causing Berry to shoot her an annoyed gaze. “What? The girl’s getting better at the very least.” Berry got up from the desk and walked around to her sisters chair, extending an arm towards her. “Come on, you’re taking a break.” Cheerilee looked at her, confused. “My sister isn’t burying herself in work to ignore a problem.” Cheerilee thought about it for a moment, before smiling and taking her hand. “What do you suggest then?” She asked as she stood up. “Want to walk and talk? It doesn’t even have to be about the problem if you’d like” “That sounds perfect” The park was mostly empty, most people had gone home by this time as the sun began to set off in the distance. The trees that blocked the sun’s final rays almost seemed to shine a mix of green and orange. The two sisters walked along the park’s path, looking out at the scene, not wanting to ruin it with words just yet. After about five minutes, Berry made the first comment. “You really do need to stop working so much Cheer.” “Easy for you to say dear.” Cheerilee looked over and saw Berry’’s glare. “I’m not saying you don’t work sis, I’m just saying that its harder for me to just drop work.” “Even though I can’t argue that, I still think its bad.” “Why can’t I have my way of coping and you have yours?” Cheerilee asked in mock annoyance. “Well,” Berry smiled, “my way involves a glass of pinot grigio and friends.” “Ok, why is your way better than mine?” “Cheerilee, lets look at it this way.” The two sisters stopped at a large fountain, the centerpiece being of the two princesses of the land, Celestia and Luna. “My ways include being with others and having fun. Your ways are doing more stressful things to make the other stressful things less relevant.” Cheerilee looked over at her. “Well, I have friends Berry. I just find being alone and keeping myself occupied helps more. Besides, what kind of person would I be if I just did things with people because I was upset?” “I know they’d be a person who cared for you.” Cheerilee stopped and looked at her reflection in the water, the image being rippled as the fountain continued to run. “Person who cared...” a faint blush appeared on her face as she said this. Berry noticed this and got next to her sister, grinning. “It’s a boy isn’t it?” Cheerilee turned bright red as she shot a look of confusion at her, “W-What?” “Don’t lie Cheerilee.” she said in a devilish voice, “I told you I could read people, and you’re about as easy as a kid's book.” Berry laughed as Cheerilee tried to look as confused as possible. “I-I really dunno --” “You’re face is also as red as a tomato, if that's not an easy giveaway.” Cheerilee looked back at the water and saw the image of a blushing, frazzled woman. “Uhh...I-Its allergies deary, t-that's all.” Berry continued to stare at her sister, the smile still on her face. “You’re not going to stop are you?” Berry shook her head. Cheerilee sighed and sat on the edge of the fountain, looking away from Berry. Berry reached into her pocket and pulled out a coin, “You need to stop trying to hide things too. Its not good for a person.” “Are bartender’s suppose to be psychiatrists too?” “Only the good ones.” She tossed it into the fountain, before sitting down next to her sister. “Look, what's up? Is the guy bad or something?” “No...” Cheerilee looked the other way. “Is he violent?” “No, h-he...” “Is it a girl?” “He’s a student...” Berry leaned back, her eyes wide open as she tried to comprehend what she just heard. She wasn’t as shocked as she should be, it was more worry than anything else. She knew how much her sister love to teach, and the consequences of this could stop that forever. The two sat in silence for a while, the youngest still trying to find something to say. “W-Who is he?” she finally asked. ‘Its Rumble, Thunderlane’s brother. You know him right?” Berry nodded. “Me and him had always had a sort of relationship. I always helped him with the bullies and socializing. That lead to us talking a lot, and in just became normal for us to converse about everyday things. I started to consider him a close friend, someone I could talk to. One day, after we got stuck in the schoolhouse because of a storm, he came out and expressed how he felt to me. Normally, it would be a ‘sorry, but it could never happen’ but...this was different.” Cheerilee looked up at the clouds, before continuing, “I felt something change as he said that. I thought of him as something more than a friend...it just took him to help me realize that.” Berry sat there, taking in her sister’s words. She could see that Cheerilee did truly care for this boy, but still worried. “Cheerilee,” she began, “You do realize you could lose your job over this right? Hell, you could lose your license and never teach again if they catch you.” “I know that, but...” “But what? Sis, this isn’t something you’d usually do! You’re smart, you think about consequences, haven't you even consider-” “I don’t care Berry!” Cheerilee’s dramatic tone change made her sister jump back. “I just don’t! I love to teach, its something I’ve always loved! But, this...this is something that I feel right doing!” “Feel right doing?” Berry moved back to her side as she wrapped an arm around Cheerilee. “Sis...you really feel that much for him?” Cheerilee nodded, “More than I’ve felt for someone in a while.” Berry then stood up, bringing her sister with her and pulling the both of them into a hug. “Sis,” she began, “I think you're crazy for doing this, and I normally wouldn’t help someone with this sort of problem. But if something happens, my door is open for both of you.” Berry pulled back for a moment, looking Cheerilee dead in the eye. “But remember, I’m not supporting this sort of thing fully. And if you hurt him Cheer, I will have no regrets turning you in.” Berry’s voice almost scared Cheerilee, but she knew her sister was right. “Fine,” Cheerilee gave Berry a small kiss on the cheek, “Thank you sis...maybe you don’t need to mature as much as I thought.” “Ok...how about that one?” “No, it’s way too big for her. She wouldn’t want something that would add a ton of weight to her neck” Rumble groaned as Thunderlane continued to look at the various necklaces and various jewelry behind the glass counter. He had brought him here in order for them to talk a little bit, seeing as how Rumble had been a bit more quiet as of late. “Remind me again why I’m helping you with necklace shopping?” Rumble asked in slight annoyance. “Because I can’t ask Dash,or else it wouldn’t be a surprise. Plus I don’t want her friends to know.” “You don’t trust her friends?” “No, I do trust them. I just don’t know if Rainbow’s let on about our relationship yet.” “Oh, I see.” Rumble looked back at the jewelry case, thinking about a few things. His mind inevitably went to Cheerilee, who he thought would look nice in a few of these pieces. He especially like one of the gold chains on display that showed three smiling flowers. “If it makes you feel better,” Thunderlane began, shaking Rumble out of his thoughts, “I also did this for you.” “Me? Why?” Rumble asked as the two of them moved over to another case. “Because dude, you seem really distant as of late. More so than I’ve seen before.” “O-Oh.” Rumble looked away in embarrassment, “Its fine dude, just have some things on my mind.” “Like what? Jobs? Friends?” Thunderlane jabbed his arm “Girls?” Chuckling a bit as Rumble hide the faint blush on his face. Please don’t let him have seen, please don’t let him have seen. Rumble thought to himself. “Seriously though, what’s up?” Rumble had been a bit distant from everyone lately, and it was because of the night he had with Cheerilee. Ever since then, he’s been scared to even look at her. He still loved her, but some of the things he did during that night made him become...scared of himself. He was so rough with her, and thats just not the kind of man he was. But when he was with her, Rumble couldn’t hold back, even going so far as to finish inside of her. Sure, she asked for it, but he didn’t even question what he was doing. The more Rumble thought about it, the more nervous he got that he could hurt Cheerilee or someone. “Its just...I don’t know.” Rumble lied, he couldn’t tell his brother, he’d flip. “Dude, I’m your brother, you can tell me things man.” Thunderlane sighed. “Not ready huh?” Rumble nodded. ‘Hey bro’ he thought ‘I’m in a relationship with my teacher who I think I might hurt when we have sex, what do I do?’ Rumble laughed a little at that knowing he couldn’t say something like that to his bro. “Well, remember I’m here for you alright?” Thunderlane wrapped a shoulder around his bro. “You may almost be an adult, but your still my little bro” Rumble smiled at that, “Thanks man.” He thought for a second. “Well, maybe you can help me with something” Thunderlane smiled, “Shoot” “Well, I have a friend, and he’s worried that he may have hurt someone. But he’s too scared to talk to that person out of fear. He liked that person, but doesn’t know what to do. And he can’t talk to anyone about it. What should he do?” “Well, he told you about it apparently.” Thunderlane smiled as Rumble’s face turned red out of embarrassment. “Your ‘friend’ should talk the person straight on. Hiding never solves anything in my opinion.” “And what about him being scared?” “Being scared is a part of life Rumble. It’s what makes people who they are. They either hide and cower, and let things go by in life. Or they stand up to the fear, fight it and experience things that can shape them for the better.” Rumble thought about it for a moment and realized he was right. Rumble needed to talk to Cheerilee in order to fix this. Hiding would only make the both of them feel bad. “Thanks Thunder, you’re smart when you need to be.” Rumble said with a chuckle “I try.” He gently punched Rumble on the shoulder. Rumble looked back down and pointed at the glass.”Hey, Dash would look nice in that one” Thunderlane looked down and saw the necklace, it was a small silver necklace with a center piece that pictured a storm cloud shooting out a lightning bolt of rainbow. “That's not bad actually.” Thunderlane high fived his brother. “You know, you're better at this than I thought.” They laughed at that as the two purchased the necklace and left the store, even though Rumble’s mind was still on Cheerilee. Author's Note Not dead yet. Just had to write through many annoyances, such as writer's block, anger, boredom, etc It's shorter, yes. but why drag it on and make it have to fit the rest of the chapters, that's stupid to me. Anyway, hope you all enjoyed, more to come....sometimes, no dates when. HOPEFULLY soon.
Chapter 12:56 Cheerilee looked up at the clock, it almost seemed as though the damn thing was mocking her. This was the third time she had looked up at it, and it read the same every time. She sat back in her chair,her long pink hair falling back, and looked around the classroom, adorned with some educational posters and such. It seemed like it was just yesterday when she stepped into this room for the first time, and everything was still in pristine condition. While the room didn’t have the same luster it once did, it was still very much the same. In truth, the only thing that changed was the students at the desks. She looked over them as they quietly worked on their assignments. Cheerilee had watched them grow over the years, seen them go from young children into young adults with lives of success, happiness, and love ahead of them. There was nothing else she could teach them, just advise them on how to proceed in life and such. Her eyes lazily glanced at the students, going from one to the next, cracking a smile at all the good memories. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, the two divas of the class, were the first to catch her attention. Ever since they arrived on their first day, those two had been together. The two of them only seemed to want to pick on others, making themselves feel great and powerful. But as time went on, Spoon found that she didn’t like being viewed as a bully; she only wanted to be popular like Tiara. Spoon came to Cheerilee for advice on what to do; she didn’t want to lose her best friend, but she didn’t want to be an outcast either. Cheerilee’s answer was to talk to Tiara about what she wanted and if Tiara didn’t like it, find someone else. The very next day, they came in with a different attitude, one that stuck with them through the rest of their school days. Then there was Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo. At first, one wouldn’t have expected them to get along, but somehow it worked. Scootaloo was a very athletic girl, a member of the soccer team, and always zipped around on her scooter, trying to live up to her idol, Rainbow Dash. Sweetie Belle, the sister of the famous designer Rarity, was a novice designer, trying to follow in her sister’s footsteps. She stuck out the most in the trio, being around so much upper class it was assumed some would rub off on her, but she never abandoned her friends, always staying by them and helping with their problems. Finally there was Applebloom, the farm girl. A member of the Apple family, she helps her brother and sister on the farm, and it was assumed she would take over the property once the time has come. Cheerilee wondered what kind of pressure that was on a girl, having such a large decision made for you; was it a blessing or a curse? Next was Rumble, a very quiet, and timid boy most of his time there. He wasn’t very social, never really talking to many other children on his own. He always seemed to be bullied at first, getting pushed around and not wanting to go out for recess. She and his brother, Thunder Lane, had tried to remedy this problem. Over time she had pulled him aside on numerous occasions to try and convince him to talk to the others, and it had worked to a degree. He never tried to start a conversation, always being the person you had to go up to and talk to. Though that wasn’t a problem for him, seeing as though over time almost every girl in the class had tried to talk him into a date, but never succeeded. Cheerilee wondered why he never talked to the others; was it shyness or maybe not knowing what to say? Cheerilee knew that he was smart, but she only wished he gave other ponies a chance. Next was- *RING* Ahh finally thought Cheerilee. “Ok class,” she said as she stood up; “Hand your assignments in as you leave and I’ll see you all tomorrow.” She smiled as the class packed their bags and slowly meandered out of the room. Cheerilee looked out the window, the darkening clouds outside reminded her that the town was suppose to get severe thunderstorms tonight. With her bags already packed and her coat already on, she closed the door behind her, and began her trek home herself. The winds were beginning to pick up earlier than expected. Cheerilee was about to begin running, when something in the distance caught her ear. “Hey, look at the little queer! He thinks he can avoid us doesn’t he?” Cheerilee looked around the schoolyard, no one was around because most of the students had hurried home. She put her bags down and began to quietly walk around the schoolhouse, which was made more difficult by her high heels. She poked her head around the corner of the building, and saw three older boys she didn’t recognize, they must have been from another school she thought, surrounding a boy who was on the ground with his back to her. “What? Your brother not here to protect you now?”one of the boys taunted as he kicked the one on the ground in the stomach, getting a small cry in response. “Yeah, we knew that one day he’d come to his senses.” The other one began and leaned down to the ground, “We knew he’d wise up and see your just a useless piece of crap, Rumble.” “What the hell do you three think you're doing?” Cheerilee called out, erupting a collective of gulps as the boys realized they weren't alone. “Shit! Run!” one of them shouted as they took off. “We’ll finish with this loser later!” The three boys quickly escaped into the woods, and Cheerilee knew she had more important things to do than chase some idiots in the forest. She turned her attention to the boy lying on the ground, who was still on his side with his back to her. “You alright Rumble?” she asked, getting on her knees next to him. “Yeah, I’m-ahh-alright Miss Cheerilee.” He flipped onto his back, revealing the shoe marks on his chest, and the cuts that covered his face. “Oh my! Honey, we need to get you inside and take care of that.” “N-No, Miss I’m F-ahh!” Rumble cried out in discomfort as he tried to lift his body off the ground. “No you’re not. Jeez Rumble...” She helped him up and offered him her shoulder. “Come on, you’re coming with me.” She began to walk him around the school house, noticing the squeaks he gave off as his feet touched the ground. Cheerilee opened the door, and led him inside, away from the impending storm. “Miss Cheerilee, Its fine really!” She sat him in her chair behind the desk as he continued, “Those guys didn’t do much, I can get home.” He tried to stand before a slight shove sent him back. “Rumble, please make this easy on me and let me clean up these cuts, ok?” she asked, her voice a mix of annoyance and concern. Rumble blushed red and nodded as Cheerilee lifted his pant leg up, revealing a large open cut. It didn’t look deep, but she knew it was best to clean it up now. “So, want to tell me why those guys were after you?” Cheerilee asked as she grabbed a bottle of water and a paper towel. “Just being idiots, nothing new.” Rumble didn’t look her in the eyes as he spoke, signifying he was hiding something. “I doubt that, you were singled out Rumble.” She wet the towel and applied it to his cut with some pressure, which made him cringe in discomfort. It was held there as she went on, “So, want to tell me the truth?” “Well,” he began. “I really don’t know. They always come after me, I just guessed it was because of my brother.” “What does Thunder have to do with this?” Before the boy could respond, the sound of thunder rattled the room, sending both of them jumping. Cheerilee looked out the window, seeing that the rain had begun to pour down, and the tree’s swung violently as the winds bashed against them. She sighed, she knew it was going to be awhile before this would die down. She tried to keep the conversation going, “You were saying?” “A lot of the others are jealous of Thunder I think.” “Of Thunder?” Cheerilee tried to hold back a chuckle, but failed miserably. “What's so funny?” Rumble asked taking notice. “Nothing,” Cheerilee regained her composure, “Its just odd someone would envy your brother. I mean, last I heard he was working with Rainbow Dash in the weather center right?” He nodded, “My brother...does a lot with Rainbow Dash.” “Oh? Like wha-” The blush on Rumble’s face answered her question. “Oh! Oh um, that sort of thing...” A blush soon found its way onto her face. An awkward silence filled the room, the only sounds coming from the rough weather outside. Rumble broke the silence,“Uh, Miss Cheerilee? I think you can stop pressing my leg now.” Cheerilee snapped out of the daze and quickly removed her hand. “Oh, heh, sorry.” She looked at the spot and saw the gash looked pretty clean, but it still needed some covering. “Hmm, I think I have some medical wrap in the first aid box.” Cheerilee got up and walked to her desk, looking for the small white box. “You know, you don’t have to do this.” He argued, “I’m not a little kid anymore.” “I know, you’re young man and all that.” she teased. “You’re still my student and I don’t mind helping a friend.” Rumble sat back in the chair, his slicked back hair disheveled from the fight. She looked at him, noticing how his blue shirt had a large foot mark on it and how his jeans were ripped along the legs. She almost wished Sweetie Belle were there so she could fix his clothes, that would have to bring a smile to Rumble’s face. Cheerilee thought it best if she took off her coat, seeing as how the warm classroom would be their shelter for the next few hours or so. As she moved, Rumble saw her long black skirt and tucked in white dress shirt. Her long pink hair neat and straight as it ran down her back. She tossed her coat aside and continued the search, not noticing Rumble battling himself to not look in her direction. “So,” Cheerilee began as she continued to search, snapping Rumble out of his trance. “The others are jealous of your brothers girlfriend?” “Yeah,” Rumble chuckled, “They hate him for it.” “What about you?” “What about me?” “Well, what ab-Ahh Ha!” Cheerilee’s question was cut off as she found the first aid box. She walked back over to Rumble, who was still curious to what she was going for. “Its always in the last place you look, isn’t it?” she asked as she got on her knees and took out the bandages. Wiping the wound again, she began to carefully wrap his leg with the badges, taking her time to make sure they weren't too tight. “So...” Rumble looked around, almost as if he was literally trying to find the words, “What about me?” “Hmm? Oh, right. I was asking why don’t you think the boys are jealous of you?” “Well there isn’t much to be jealous of Miss Cheerilee.” He laughed a little. “I mean, it makes sense about my brother since he has such a pretty girlfriend.” “How come you don’t?” She asked bluntly. Rumble hadn’t seen that coming. “W-Well... I just don’t I guess?” “Strange,” Cheerilee noted as she looked up at him, keeping up the wrapping. “I used to always see the girls around you. I was sure you’d be ‘friends’ with one of them.” “Well,” Rumble’s face grew red again, “I just-” “Just what?” Cheerilee interrupted him, wrapping more and more, “Just waiting until the girl of your dreams comes thru the door and throws herself on you? Rumble, that won’t happen, you need to make the first move. Or else she’ll slip away.” “Y-Yeah, I g-got it.” “What's wrong?” “You’re squeezing my leg?” Cheerilee looked down and realized she had wrapped his leg multiple times, and she thought she had stopped circulation. “Oh crap! Sorry!” Cheerilee began to unwrap the leg as she heard a chuckle coming from above. She looked up to see Rumble trying to hold back, but failing miserably like she did earlier. “What's so funny?” She asked, cocking an eyebrow. “I never thought I’d hear you swear. Seems, out of character for you, ya know?” Cheerilee blushed at this and smiled at him, “Well, we’re both adults. And besides, like I said you're a friend, and I feel comfortable around you.” A chuckle escaped her as she began to see the humor in the moment as Rumble did. For a few minutes, the only sounds were Cheerilee’s tapping the bandages in place and the storm that raged outside. The wind sounded like the cries of a wolf as it raced past the schoolhouse. Neither of the two wanted to make a sound, enjoying nature’s wrath together in silence. “-and then, Pinkie Pie comes running in, yelling how her boyfriend’s ‘party cannon’ is jammed!” The two burst out into an uproar of laughter as Cheerilee recalled the strange party moment. The two of them had been stuck in the building for at least two hours now, though no one was keeping track. The two of them had decided to sit against the wall, so that they could watch the windows together. Both had to admit the rainy weather made some things look beautiful in a way, like the trees swinging in the wind behind the veil of a water covered window. After awhile, Rumble suggested that they tell some stories to pass the time. Now, the storm’s winds had been covered up by the incredible amounts of laughing coming from the classroom. “Oh man, she’s insane!” Rumble fell to his side laughing as Cheerilee watched on. She was right all along. Rumble didn’t start conversations with people, he waited until he was included. But once he was included, he didn’t seem to hold back. He talked just as much as any other young man, if not more. Cheerilee thought it gave him a somewhat youthful outlook or appearance or something, she wasn’t quite sure. The two settled down and looked around the room for a few moments before Rumble broke the silence again. “Can I ask you something Miss Cheerilee?” “Sure Rumble, shoot.” “Are you really dating Big Mac?” Now it was Cheerilee who was hit with a question from out of nowhere. Her face turned beat red as she tried to process that question. “Uh...Run that by me again?” “Are you and Big Mac really a couple?” Rumble asked again, his face similarly red, but not as noticeable. “N-No, we aren't.” Cheerilee stifled out, “Where did you hear that?” “Its a rumor going around, I was just curious is all.” Cheerilee wondered who would start such a rumor. Sure she and Big Mac were friends and helped each other a fair amount, but there wasn’t anything there that was romantic. His sister Applebloom and her friends tried at one point to make it happen, but in the end they used some weird potion on both of them to make them love each other. The two of them called each other Shmoopie Wuppie something or Snuggly that, and almost got married because of it! The girls were lucky enough to help them break the potions effects and the town should have known that had ended. “Can I ask why you were curious?” “N-No reason...” He looked away from her. Cheerilee knew he was hiding something, she could sense it. “Rumble, if something’s the matter tell me. I don’t like to see people like this.” Her voice carried the same sympathetic feeling her face did. “No, it’s fine.” “Look, I don’t m-” “I said its fine!” Rumble snapped, Cheerilee was taken back by this aggression. Rumble quickly realized what he had just done and looked down. “I-I’m sorry about that.” “Its fine,” She wrapped an arm around him, which Rumble had mixed feelings about, “I shouldn’t have pushed.” Rumble slowly began to loosen up to her touch, and gradually began to lean his body against her’s. He had always wanted to do this sort of thing with a girl, just sit together and enjoy being with each other. None of the other girls wanted to do that, they just liked him because he looked nice. Rumble hated that. This was weird to him though, this moment was almost perfect, except for one thing: it was with his teacher. The same teacher that had been with him since he was a young boy, and that protected him from bullies, that helped him whenever he needed it. The memories of her actions filled Rumble’s mind, it almost seemed strange that he had never thought of this sort of thing before. But when she ran over to him today, he felt something. He wasn’t sure what it was but he was sure he didn’t want the storm to end anytime soon, he liked this. Cheerilee noticed the boy’s tension start to slip away. She smiled and closed her eyes, enjoying the moment. “M-Miss Cheerilee, Can I ask you something?” Cheerilee kept her eyes closed as she spoke, “Of course Rumble. Go ahead” “...How do I tell a girl I like her?” Cheerilee’s eyes shot open and she looked down at Rumble, who was looking off into the distance as he spoke. She smiled, thinking that maybe this could be a breakthrough. “Well, that's easy Rumble,” she began. “Are you good friends with her or know her well?” “Well...yes, I think so.” “Does she think you’re special?” “Y-Yeah, she does.” “So, why not just ask her if she wants to hang out one day? Just as friends maybe, or...with a group of people?” “W-What if she’s...not like people my age?” Rumble looked up at her, moving his hand along her’s. Cheerilee didn’t notice it. “You mean older or younger?” “Older...a bit older.” “Oh, well then you should tell that person how you feel. Its a dangerous thing to bottle up feelings Rumble. Just letting it out makes things a lot better, even if she doesn’t share the same feelings you do.” “...So, what about you?” Rumble moved his hand up her arm slowly, and this set Cheerilee off. She looked down at what he was doing, but couldn’t react. Her body was at an impasse; Slap him, tell him it wouldn’t work....or go with it. She couldn’t believe she was thinking of that, but she had grown close to Rumble over the years...they had become closer than any other student had. ‘No,’ she thought, ‘He’s my student, I-I can’t. Right?’ “W-What about me?” She asked trying to keep a face of innocence “Well, what about you? Do you like me?” “Of course I do Rumble! I’ve said you’re a great fri-.” “That's not what I meant,” he interrupted, nuzzling against her more. ‘Crap, that's what I was afraid of’ she thought. She couldn’t shake the feeling in her body that this wasn’t bad. “S-So, What did you-?” The blushing expression on Rumble’s face answered that question, “Oh. Well Rumble, I-uh, We can’t do that.” “Why not, we’re friends right?” “Of course Rumble, but this isn’t like that. I mean, I’m your teacher!” “You won’t be forever.” Rumble inched his face closer to hers. Cheerilee’s blush deepened, “I-I’m much older than you!” “I like older women.” He moved even closer to her, as she began to move her face to his as well. ‘Where the hell did he learn this?’ She wondered how such a shy reserved boy could find this kind of courage. “But what if-” “Cheerilee,” Rumble began dropping the miss. “I don’t want another woman. You’ve always been my best friend growing up and helped me through a lot.” He looked down, “I know it never looked liked I used it, but I was scared. But you never gave up on me, always telling me to be myself, and to try and make friends. I have some now, but I want someone special.” He looked up into her eyes. “I want that someone to be you. I want to be the person who helps you, makes you feel special, makes you feel like you're not alone. And...you won’t be.” Cheerilee had begun to tear up and the scene unfolding in front of her. She couldn’t remember anyone feeling that much about her. All the time that she had spent with him, all the days after school had led up to this. Anyone else who would have done something like this might have gotten a, ‘I’m sorry,’ or ‘I don’t feel the same.’ But for Rumble, he got something else. “Cheerilee? I-I messed up didn’t I?” Rumble waited for answer, but only got Cheerilee’s stare in response. As he was about to move back, Cheerilee leaned forward, and placed her lips against his. The two shared a deep, and passionate kiss, both not considering the consequences, as they enjoyed the moment. After what seemed like an eternity both of them pulled back, and stared at each other’s blush covered face. She was the the first to speak, “That was...different.” That was all she could say after that. “Y-Yeah...” Rumble replied awkwardly, followed by period of silence. Rumble’s mind raced with questions and worries. ‘Can this work? How would it? What if she gets caught? What if she really doesn’t like me and only feels bad? Why is she being so quiet and just staring at me like that? Can I-?’ “Did you really mean all that Rumble?” Cheerilee’s voice snapped Rumble out of his worries, just like it always had before. “Of course, I’d never lie about something like...this.” “You're the first man that's ever said something like that to me.” She leaned in closer to him, her head resting next to his with their backs against the wall. Rumble wanted to try something he saw his brother do once. He moved his arm around her back and began to stroke Cheerilee’s hair. It was almost if he was petting her in a way. Rumble was rewarded with the feeling of her body snuggling closer to his. Cheerilee looked out the window, the rain was still pouring and it showed no signs of stopping anytime soon. She tried to think of something to do or to say. Her mind came up with an idea and, before she could stop herself, her mouth came out with it. “Want to kiss again?” She looked up at him, a sultry smile across her face. Rumble had never seen this side of her, but he liked it. “Yes ma’am,” he answered before bringing his face to her’s for another deep kiss. Author's Note yeah, The NSFW stuff comes next chapter. I wrote this down after reading the the Valuable Lesson fic I posted in the Description and thought, "why not?" Hope you enjoyed and there's more to come.
Chapter 2The next few days came and went with normal classes. None of the other students were any the wiser when it came to Rumble and Cheerilee, who had found ways to keep their feelings for one another to themselves. During class however, Cheerilee had noticed that Rumble was staring at her a lot more then he use to. He seemed more confident with himself too, not to mention with others. The quiet and shy little boy seem to have grown into a somewhat social and intelligent young man. One thing that hadn’t changed about Rumble was his kindness towards others. Just like before he’d always greet someone with a smile, though the one he gave Cheerilee when no one else was looking was a bit ‘different.’ “So, who can tell me why Princess Celestia made th-” *RING* Once again, the bell had interrupted Cheerilee right when she was in the middle of something. “Ok, so everyone enjoy the Valentines Day Celebration, and I’ll see you all after break.” She waved to them all as they left and soon the only two in the room were herself and Rumble. The boy had stayed after everyday since that night, but not doing what one might think. Sure they gave each other a peak on the cheek or lips, but it was mostly talking.The new, less shy Rumble was such a great person to talk to, and Cheerilee didn’t mind the lack of contact. “So, any plans for the vacation?” Cheerilee asked as she graded some of the students’ history papers. “Nah,” Rumble replied taking a seat at the front desk. “My brother and Dash are heading to the celebration in Cloudsdale, and I decided I...” he waved his hand around, trying to find the right way to put it, “didn’t need to be included in those activities.” He chuckled “Well, that's understandable,” she joked back. “But, that means you don’t have anyone to see the celebration with?” Rumble nodded, “I don’t really mind. It’ll be nice and quiet in my house.” “Is that so?” “I’ve always liked some peace and quiet, me time I guess,” he shrugged, “I’ll do something with some friends over the break, but all the people I would ask are either going to the celebration with someone else or doing something I don’t want to.” “Perhaps you’d enjoy some of my company?” she asked in a somewhat sultry voice, her pen slowly going over test’s answers. “That’s fine Cheer,” he chuckled, “I’ll be fine. You don’t have to waste the celebration worrying about me.” “I don’t have any plans Rumble, so we might as well spend the time together rather than being alone.” “Oh, uh,” Rumble thought about it for a moment, “What would we do?” “Well,” she put her pen down and sat back in her chair, bringing her feet to rest on the desk. “We could enjoy the festival together, see the sun rise over the mountains near Canterlot, see all the town culture together, and...other things” “Other things?” “Other things,” she teased. “If you want to know what they are, you’ll have to come.” “But what about others seeing us together?” he asked “I could just say you’re doing some extra credit assignment with me. Who would question it?” Rumble realized it would work, that no one would really suspect them of anything unusual. “So, where should I meet you?” “How about the main square at five?” “Its a date.” he smiled. “I better get going then,” he realized as he left the room, “I wouldn’t want to keep such a pretty woman waiting” Cheerilee laughed as she watched him leave. He was so genuine, so kind, he...seemed like a great partner. She looked up at the ceiling, trying to process what her mind meant by ‘other things.’ She knew what she meant, but she still questioned it. Her mind was filled with the same ‘what if’s?’ as it was on their first night together. Was she a monster? No, they were both of age. Was it weird? In certain eyes, yes. Was it what she wanted? “Is this what I want?” she asked herself, sitting normally again. Cheerilee needed to make a decision, either follow her heart and risk the respect and admiration she had gained, or follow her mind and break this off before it got any worse. The town’s main square was filled with people and food stands, all themed for the celebration. The girls were all wearing something love related, whether it be a red dress, hat or perhaps a handbag with a heart embroidered on it. The guys that accompanied them usually wore normal clothes or maybe pink glasses, that is glasses with the eyepieces being heart shaped. Rumble hadn’t gone too crazy picking something out for himself, just jeans and a collared pink shirt. His hair was slicked back the way it usually was, he didn’t want to seem like he needed to impress her. “Hello Rumble,” a voice called out. Rumble turned towards the voice and his jaw dropped. There he saw Cheerilee standing near the fountain, wearing a red sundress that complemented her body perfectly. It had a decorative gold chain around the waist that had a large heart emblem in the center with an arrow sticking through it. The dress didn’t have arms, nor did it have straps on her shoulders, and it stopped down her legs just past the knees. The other guys all turned to look at her, leading to them receiving angry looks from their dates. She didn't look like any other girl there, she looked so much better. “Well, how do I look?” she asked as she stepped towards him, her high heels clacking against the stone ground along the way. “Uh...” Rumble blushed, trying to find the words. “Y-you’re the most beautiful girl here, Miss Cheerilee.” he remembered that in public, he needed to use Miss, or else someone might suspect something. She giggled at the compliment. “Thank you Rumble. So, what’s our plan for this evening?” “I thought we could walk around for a few, get something to eat, and watch the sunset go behind the mountain. Maybe the sunrise too if we’re both up tomorrow.” “That sounds lovely.” she added, “So, shall we?” Rumble smiled as the two of them began to walk thru the town. They walked side by side, idly chatting as they stopped and greeted familiar faces. Even though the occasional person wondered why they were together, Cheerilee assured them that it was for an extra credit assignment, no one questioned it afterwards. Rumble had to admit that it was surprising easy to doop people sometimes, though he hoped he wouldn’t have to make a habit of it. After walking around for some time, they grabbed some of the festival’s unique dishes. Both of them decided on the signature Cupid cookies -- chocolate chip cookies made with special ingredients from around Equestria with an arrow made by drizzling chocolate on top -- being that Mr and Mrs Cake only made them once a year for the celebration. As they sat down to eat, Rumble finally asked the question he had been holding back. “So, care to tell me what the ‘other things’ are now?” he asked, noticing a faint blush from Cheerilee. “Oh um, its a...surprise.” she quickly took a bite of her cookie and smiled at him. Rumble cocked an eyebrow. “Uh huh, so when can I find out?” “Awfwer Swunwet” she answered, her mouth still full of cookie. “Wha-?” Rumble couldn’t finish his question without laughing. Her cheeks were puffed out from the cookies in her mouth, and she looked so adorable. Cheerilee’s face turned red as she realized what he was laughing about, and she quickly swallowed. “Sorry, I said after sunset.” she wiped her mouth as Rumble quieted down. “Ok, ok.” he let out one more chuckle. “I wish you’d be like this more.” “Hmm, what do you mean?” she questioned, “Aren't I always a bit laid back with my students?” “Well yeah but I like seeing you as a person, not a teacher” “Oh,” Cheerilee blushed, her mind taking those words out of context as she thought of all the ways she could be more to him. She quickly shoved those thoughts out of her mind, focusing on the now...rather than later. The two of them finished their food and made their way to the hill outside of the town. They wanted to have a good view of the sunset, and keep their distance from everyone else. Rumble had laid down a blanket in preparation and offered her a seat. He couldn’t stop staring at her, her beauty showing even more in the day’s twilight hours. Her hair blew softly in the wind and her face lit up as the sun’s fading rays shone upon it. Rumble took his seat next to her, trying his hardest not to stare. “You do realize that it’s ok to look at me right?” Cheerilee teased, noticing how Rumble kept sneaking peeks at her. “I uh, didn’t think it would be polite,” his voice trembling. It was almost like he was thinking about the same thing as Cheerilee. Difference was, her poker face was much better than his. The school teacher’s mind may have been a war zone throughout the day, but she never showed it. Her cool and caring demeanor had always been present, even now after her mind had reached its final conclusion. “I don’t mind.” A small grin dawned on her face as she scooted closer to him on the blanket. As the sun lowered further and further , Rumble began to realize just how alone they were. Looking back at the town, he saw that only a few people were still shuffling about. By now, nearly everyone would be in or around the town hall for the ceremonies. Thoughts crossed his mind, the same thoughts from when he first saw her in that dress and from their night together in the schoolhouse. Rumble looked back at her, and saw her looking straight back at him. “Rumble?” Cheerilee asked “Do you remember the ‘other things’ I talked about?” she slowly, almost involuntarily, began to lean her head closer to his. “Y-Yeah.” He slowly did the same. Their faces now just centimeters apart “I think we both know what they are.” Before Rumble could respond, Cheerilee pushed herself onto him, locking them into a deep kiss. Rumble fell backwards with Cheerilee still holding onto him, keeping the kiss going as she moved her long pink hair out of their faces. Rumble knew where she was going, and it was something that he desired more than anything. He wrapped his arms around her body, bringing the two even closer to one another. Soon however, Rumble felt her mouth move away and saw her sit up, looking down on him. “I know you’ve wanted this, right?” Rumble nodded. “Well, So have I.” With that Cheerilee moved her arms behind her back and began to unzip her dress. To tease him even more she unzipped it slowly, making him wait for it. Rumble felt as though this was a dream, that it couldn’t really be happening. However, the weight on his stomach proved that it was real. He watched as her dress’ zipper came to the bottom of her back and saw her seductively disrobe. As she threw her dress to the side, Cheerilee was left in her lacy black bra and matching panties. Cheerilee felt her confidence drain away as she sat on top of Rumble, who was staying silent throughout this whole thing. “W-Well Rumble? How do I look?” Rumble didn’t need to answer with words. Instead he sat up, with her still in his lap, and looked into her eyes. “You look beautiful Cheerilee, but I didn’t need to see you like this to know that.” “Did you learn that line from your brother?” “No, Sweetie Belle. She talks about romance novels a lot.” Rumble chuckled as moved his head forward and began to kiss her neck. Cheerilee was taken back by the sudden move, but she didn’t mind. Feeling his lips -- hell, him just touching her body -- made her feel excited. She threw her head back and ran her hand through Rumble’s hair, as she gave light sounds of enjoyment. Rumple’s lips moved around the side of her neck, teasing her with his tongue. Cheerilee was in heaven, but she knew he wanted more. As Rumble went back in for another set, she pulled his body forward, leaving her on the blanket with Rumble on top. Rumble looked down at her and got a very unusual grin, one Cheerilee had never seen on him. Before she could say anything, Rumble brought his head down on her right breast and began to lick it through her bra. He used his free hand to gently caress her body, making circles and long traces on her skin. Cheerilee didn’t expect him to be this good, and her low squeaks slowly increased in volume. The two slowly began to strip one another as Cheerilee was pleasured by Rumble. It almost became frantic as time went on, to the point where Cheerilee’s bra was ripped off her body after slowly taking off her bra became “why the hell won’t this thing come off!?” to Rumble. Cheerilee however, kept her cool somehow; managing to take of Rumble’s shirt slowly and in the process running her fingers along Rumble’s body, sending shivers up his spine. The licking on Cheerilee’s breast had escalated to Rumble sucking directly on her nipple. He moved his free hand down across her sexy, little belly, stopping just above her slit. “Oh...God...Yes! Please Rumble!” Cheerilee panted out as her student sent powerful ripples of pleasure throughout her body. Thinking it was time to move on, Rumble stopped sucking at her nipple and started moving down her beautiful body, lightly kissing her along the way. Cheerilee shifted around in anticipation. She knew where he was going, she just wanted it now rather than later. “R-Rumble...” she called out, “If you take any longer I’m going to ki-Ahh!~” Her threat was cut off as she felt Rumble’s tongue run across her sex. He ran his tongue along the edges of her entrance, trying to save the best for last. Rumble had never done anything like this before, he had only heard about it from his friends and seen it on the internet. He had never thought he would do it, thinking it was kind of weird and gross, but with Cheerilee it felt as though he needed to do it. He wanted to make her feel good, and from the sounds she was making, Rumble knew it was working. Cheerilee lifted her head, opening her eyes to look down at Rumble. She was getting turned on not just by what she was feeling him do, but by what she saw in front of her. She moaned loudly, moving her hands atop Rumble’s head and pushing him gently closer to her. “P-Please...no more teasing,” she begged. Rumble looked up at her and before she could ask again, he shoved his tongue deep inside of her. Cheerilee loudly groaned and grabbed at her breasts, increasing the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Rumble, fueled by his teacher’s cries of pleasure, went deep inside her with his tongue. As he did so, his nose accidentally grazed her clit, eliciting a cry from Cheerilee as her body twitched. Rumble pulled back, worried he may have hurt her. “Are you ok?” he asked. “I’m fine Rumble, b-but please keep doing that!” Rumble looked down and an idea came to mind. He lowered his head, and instead of licking her slit, Rumble went directly for her clit, cascading it with small licks and kiss. Cheerilee shut her eyes tight as the feeling of his tongue caused her back to arch. She screamed loudly to show just how much she was enjoying it. She felt a knot begin to grow in her lower body as she raced towards her finish. “R-Ru-Rumble-!” Is all she could get out, her mind not allowing her mouth to say coherent phrases. Rumble, wanting to go further, nibbled on her clit gently. Cheerilee was sent over the edge, loudly moaning into the air as she climaxed, and doused Rumble in her femcum. Rumble sat back, startled by the suddenness of it all. Cheerilee laid there, panting, with a smile on her face as she stared at Rumble, his face covered with her fluids. “H-How was that?” Rumble asked her, unsure of what to say. “It was incredible,” she replied, still heavily panting. However, not waiting for him recover, Cheerilee moved closer to Rumble. Instead of kissing him , she licked his face, sucking up the remnants of her release. Rumble felt his skin tingle as her tongue licked up the cum, their lips occasionally meeting for a quick kiss. The two laid back as Cheerilee moved her head away from his. She soon felt Rumble’s raging erection poking her through his jeans, making the fabric press right into her slit. Cheerilee questioned why she hadn’t taken them off earlier, and decided to rectify that right away. She undid his buckle and pulled down his pants and boxers, leaving his hard shaft exposed. He wasn’t particularly big, though that was to be expected. Cheerilee wrapped her hand around it, hearing a faint moan come from Rumble. She began to slowly stroke up and down, enjoying the sounds of his pleasure. They made her feel better, less guilty about the whole affair. Rumble was in heaven, not knowing how things could get any better, but his thoughts quickly changed when he felt the wet warmth of Cheerilee’s lips on his member. Cheerilee began to suck on his tip, using her tongue to caress around it and along the sides. Cheerilee looked up at Rumble, her beautiful green eyes meeting his. She winked at him, before taking in more of his penis. It took all his self control not to cum right then and there. Noticing this, Cheerilee smiled and started rubbing his balls, as well as sucking harder. “C-Cheerilee-!” was all Rumble could get out between the moans and gasps. The pleasure was overwhelming, robbing him of any higher though or speech. Cheerilee lifted her head off his shaft and laughed. “Cat got your tongue?” she teased, still stroking his shaft gently. “I haven’t even gotten to the best part yet.” Rumble sat there, he didn’t know what to do. “S-Should I sit back again?” he asked. “Actually, maybe we should move on.” Cheerilee motioned back, laying down and spreading her legs open. She had gotten even wetter, if that was possible. Rumble moved up and aligned himself with her, rubbing his dick against her, sending shivers through both of them. He looked down at her sweat covered body that glistened in the moonlight. Her hair was messy and covered much of her face. Cheerilee looked up; not seeing the timid and shy student, but the mature and caring man she had fallen for; The man she wanted to call her lover. Then, Rumble slowly began to enter. The sheer warmth of her was enough to make Rumble cry out. Her slit tightly wrapped around him, trying to pull him in deeper faster than he was going. He didn’t know if he could last if this feeling was going to keep up. Cheerilee was in heaven herself, feeling the young man above her slowly penetrate her. She reached her arms up and pulled Rumble down, digging her nails into his back. She hugged him tightly as he pushed deeper into her. “I-Its in,” Rumble whispered to her. “Y-Yeah, k-keep going.” “You sure?” “Yes, please keep going.” Thats all the encouragement Rumble needed. With that, he slowly backed out of her. Cheerilee was about complain, before Rumble quickly thrusted back in. Cheerilee arched her back up as he began a cycle of quick thrusts, both of them knowing that slow wasn’t winning this race anymore. Cheerilee’s body welcomed his eagerness and pushed her hips to his, taking him in deeper and making their hips met in the middle. Her body felt as though it was on fire. To Rumble, her pussy was hotter than he would have ever imagined. He increased his speed, trying to make Cheerilee feel even better. “Ohh, Ohh, OHH!~” Cheerilee let out moan after moan as Rumble continued to pound her. Her mouth made an ‘O’ shape as her wrap around Rumble’s back tightened. Rumble’s mind tried to tell him to slow down, but his body wouldn't stop. “C-Cheerilee...it’s tight! Ahh!” the power in his thrusts increased, as his shaft went deeper into Cheerilee. Cheerilee, regaining some of her mental ability, looked up and Rumble, “K-Kiss me...” Rumble slowed his speed and moved his head down to hers. The two shared a deep kiss, their tongues wrapping around one another as both moaned into each others mouth. Cheerilee broke the kiss, “S-Speedup~ Don’t sl-slow down!~” her words were soft, but Rumble could here the need in her words. He slammed his cock fully into her, and started a cycle of quick thrusts into Cheerilee, who continued to encourage him in her absent minded state. “M-More! Don't slow down!” she cried out, “Go f-faster! Faster!~” Rumble licked the side of Cheerilee’s neck as his thrusts started to become more powerful. Cheerilee’s nails dug into his back, prompting Rumble to slam even harder into her. The moans and groans spurred him on as the woman underneath him tightened the grip around his dick. Rumble needed to say something, something he had been holding in ever since that night in the schoolhouse. “Cheerilee....I-I..” “A-Are you close?” she asked, her mind having the realization that he wasn’t wearing a condom. “Y-You need to-” “I Love you Cheerilee!” Right then, something in Cheerilee’s mind clicked. “R-Rumble I-Ahh!~” She tried to speak, but her body shook with pleasure. ‘Can I say it? I feel the same but...’ her mind, even though it could barely compose a sentence, could still find the ability to have Cheerilee doubt herself. However, she wasn’t going to listen to her mind this time. This time, she was going to listen to her heart. “I-I love you too, Rumble!” she screamed out. At that moment, all the doubt and hesitation left her mind. She loved Rumble, and he loved her. Hearing this, Rumble kissed her on the lips again, slamming his crotch into hers at incredible speeds. A pressure built in his loins, signaling that the end was near. He leaned forward, looking Cheerilee in the eyes as his thrusts became frantic. “C-Cheerilee,” he panted out, “I’m close!” Cheerilee felt her own end coming as well. “M-Me too! Oh God!” she screamed out. After hearing him confess his love, there was only one way Cheerilee wanted this to end. “F-Finish inside!” Rumble nodded at her, summoned all his remaining strength, and began to go harder into her then either of them had thought possible. Rumble’s thrusts were slow but powerful, slamming into her all the way to the base. Cheerilee clung onto Rumble for dear life as her body spasmed and a loud cry forced itself out of her lips. That sent Rumble over the edge; his body stiffened as he slammed into her one final time, shooting burst after burst of warm seed into her. Cheerilee’s eyes rolled to the back of her head from the sensation of being filled, her grip on Rumble’s back as strong as ever. After what seemed like a blissful eternity, Rumble finished unloading into her and collapsed on top of her. Cheerilee, who was still coming down from her own orgasm, realized where Rumble was and smiled at him. She stroked his head, as the two laid there in the field. “Hey Cheerilee?” he asked. “Yes?” “D-Do you think that...it’ll always be like this?” It didn’t take much for her to realize what he meant. “Yes Rumble. No matter what happens, no matter what stands in our way, we’ll be like this.” She planted a quick kiss on his lips, “I know it.” Rumble felt at peace knowing that, and the two stayed there for awhile enjoying each others’ embrace. In a distant part of the field, a camera clicked. The bright flashes would usually be caught by someone, though the models for this photo weren't in the most observant of moods. The would be photographer looked at their images, all of them were of happy couple sharing their love for one another; they laughed at the site. “Tsk tsk,” they said to themselves, “Looks like little Miss Perfect has a dirty secret. I wonder what everyone would think of these...” Looking through the photos more, the evil smile on their face grew more and more. “Oh, and poor innocent Rumble! What would Thunder Lane do if he found out about this? Send him away to some retreat for recovery? It is such a traumatic experience to be sexually assaulted by a teacher.” The couple had stopped and were laying on the grass together, meaning the job was done. The stranger pulled away and began to walk back to town, their mind still giddy with anticipation. “This is going to be fun...” Author's Note Hey! ....This took way to freaking long! Sorry about that guys. I can't promise it won't happen again too. That's because I know I can get distracted by school work, friends, and all around discouragement. Being this was my first clop scene, I kept getting frustrated before finally sitting down, doing it, and getting it edited. (Once again by my good friend Raine, who's page is in the stories description) Please,give me edits and ways to get better. Thank You ColeTrain4EVER PS: Thank you all for the support, you're all awesome. I hope you enjoyed! More to come!
Chapter 3The next few days were quiet. Rumble and Cheerilee didn’t talk to one another as much as they had been before. He seemed to revert back to his old self, being the quiet and reserved student who wasn’t as social as he should be. Cheerilee, even though it pained her to see this, kept her emotions in check and tried to stay as normal as she could. She tried to get Rumble to stay after so they could talk, but he always had an excuse whether it be his brother having the flu or having to help Sweetie Belle with her homework. She knew something was wrong, but also thought him having some space to himself was the best solution. Until he was ready to talk, they would both have to live their normal lives and keep things hidden. ‘Now, lets see...’ Cheerilee thought. ‘She used proper grammar, but missed a punctuation.’ Her pen made a mark. ‘The examples are adequate, granted I basically gave them to her’ She writes a small note on the side next to the paragraph. ‘Hmm...What grade do I give you Scootaloo?’ Cheerilee tapped her pen to the table as she pondered what to give the girl. “I think she deserves an A if you ask me,” a voice interjected from behind. Cheerilee’s train of thought was broken as she jumped back in surprise. “God are you trying to give me a heart attack!?” Cheerilee asked, as her guest made her way around the desk. She sat on a desk in the front, giggling, as Cheerilee rolled her eyes and got back to work. “You really need to lighten up sis.” “And you really need to mature a little Berry.” The younger sibling giggled a little more, her violet hair swinging behind her, long and unkempt. “Did you need something?” “What? I can’t stop in and say hi?” she asked in mock sadness. Cheerilee sighed, “Look, I’m just busy and don’t have time for messing around.” Cheerilee looked up, noticing Berry’s casual apparel -- a pair of jeans and a dark red t shirt, showing off her chest a little bit. No doubt she had just come from her shift at the bar, she always tried to look for the customers, though she never took it too far. Her high top sneakers Converse swung in the air as Berry leaned back a bit to get comfortable. “You ok?” Berry asked in concern. “Work got you down?” Cheerilee sighed as she put her pen down, “Yeah, stress of this and some other things.” She rubbed her eyes, trying to make herself wake up. “Why would it be that bad? Aren't the kids almost done with school?” “Well, yes. Though, the last few assignments are always a bit...tedious,” Cheerilee lied, not knowing if Berry could be trusted with the real reason. “Uh huh...want to tell me the real reason?” 'Crap, I forgot she was that good,' Cheerilee thought to herself. Her sister wasn’t an easy girl to trick, and Cheerilee wasn’t the best at lying either. Berry got up and walked to her Sister’s desk, leaning forward with her hands on the table. “Cheer, I’m a bartender.” She smiled proudly. “I think I can tell when someones BS-ing me.” “Look,” Cheerilee began, “There are just things in my life right now that are not only physically draining, but just take away from me altogether. I just need a little time to think is all.” “So work to make the problem go away?” “If it helps, it helps.” Cheerilee looked back towards the paper, before finally putting an B+ on the paper in front of her, causing Berry to shoot her an annoyed gaze. “What? The girl’s getting better at the very least.” Berry got up from the desk and walked around to her sisters chair, extending an arm towards her. “Come on, you’re taking a break.” Cheerilee looked at her, confused. “My sister isn’t burying herself in work to ignore a problem.” Cheerilee thought about it for a moment, before smiling and taking her hand. “What do you suggest then?” She asked as she stood up. “Want to walk and talk? It doesn’t even have to be about the problem if you’d like” “That sounds perfect” The park was mostly empty, most people had gone home by this time as the sun began to set off in the distance. The trees that blocked the sun’s final rays almost seemed to shine a mix of green and orange. The two sisters walked along the park’s path, looking out at the scene, not wanting to ruin it with words just yet. After about five minutes, Berry made the first comment. “You really do need to stop working so much Cheer.” “Easy for you to say dear.” Cheerilee looked over and saw Berry’’s glare. “I’m not saying you don’t work sis, I’m just saying that its harder for me to just drop work.” “Even though I can’t argue that, I still think its bad.” “Why can’t I have my way of coping and you have yours?” Cheerilee asked in mock annoyance. “Well,” Berry smiled, “my way involves a glass of pinot grigio and friends.” “Ok, why is your way better than mine?” “Cheerilee, lets look at it this way.” The two sisters stopped at a large fountain, the centerpiece being of the two princesses of the land, Celestia and Luna. “My ways include being with others and having fun. Your ways are doing more stressful things to make the other stressful things less relevant.” Cheerilee looked over at her. “Well, I have friends Berry. I just find being alone and keeping myself occupied helps more. Besides, what kind of person would I be if I just did things with people because I was upset?” “I know they’d be a person who cared for you.” Cheerilee stopped and looked at her reflection in the water, the image being rippled as the fountain continued to run. “Person who cared...” a faint blush appeared on her face as she said this. Berry noticed this and got next to her sister, grinning. “It’s a boy isn’t it?” Cheerilee turned bright red as she shot a look of confusion at her, “W-What?” “Don’t lie Cheerilee.” she said in a devilish voice, “I told you I could read people, and you’re about as easy as a kid's book.” Berry laughed as Cheerilee tried to look as confused as possible. “I-I really dunno --” “You’re face is also as red as a tomato, if that's not an easy giveaway.” Cheerilee looked back at the water and saw the image of a blushing, frazzled woman. “Uhh...I-Its allergies deary, t-that's all.” Berry continued to stare at her sister, the smile still on her face. “You’re not going to stop are you?” Berry shook her head. Cheerilee sighed and sat on the edge of the fountain, looking away from Berry. Berry reached into her pocket and pulled out a coin, “You need to stop trying to hide things too. Its not good for a person.” “Are bartender’s suppose to be psychiatrists too?” “Only the good ones.” She tossed it into the fountain, before sitting down next to her sister. “Look, what's up? Is the guy bad or something?” “No...” Cheerilee looked the other way. “Is he violent?” “No, h-he...” “Is it a girl?” “He’s a student...” Berry leaned back, her eyes wide open as she tried to comprehend what she just heard. She wasn’t as shocked as she should be, it was more worry than anything else. She knew how much her sister love to teach, and the consequences of this could stop that forever. The two sat in silence for a while, the youngest still trying to find something to say. “W-Who is he?” she finally asked. ‘Its Rumble, Thunderlane’s brother. You know him right?” Berry nodded. “Me and him had always had a sort of relationship. I always helped him with the bullies and socializing. That lead to us talking a lot, and in just became normal for us to converse about everyday things. I started to consider him a close friend, someone I could talk to. One day, after we got stuck in the schoolhouse because of a storm, he came out and expressed how he felt to me. Normally, it would be a ‘sorry, but it could never happen’ but...this was different.” Cheerilee looked up at the clouds, before continuing, “I felt something change as he said that. I thought of him as something more than a friend...it just took him to help me realize that.” Berry sat there, taking in her sister’s words. She could see that Cheerilee did truly care for this boy, but still worried. “Cheerilee,” she began, “You do realize you could lose your job over this right? Hell, you could lose your license and never teach again if they catch you.” “I know that, but...” “But what? Sis, this isn’t something you’d usually do! You’re smart, you think about consequences, haven't you even consider-” “I don’t care Berry!” Cheerilee’s dramatic tone change made her sister jump back. “I just don’t! I love to teach, its something I’ve always loved! But, this...this is something that I feel right doing!” “Feel right doing?” Berry moved back to her side as she wrapped an arm around Cheerilee. “Sis...you really feel that much for him?” Cheerilee nodded, “More than I’ve felt for someone in a while.” Berry then stood up, bringing her sister with her and pulling the both of them into a hug. “Sis,” she began, “I think you're crazy for doing this, and I normally wouldn’t help someone with this sort of problem. But if something happens, my door is open for both of you.” Berry pulled back for a moment, looking Cheerilee dead in the eye. “But remember, I’m not supporting this sort of thing fully. And if you hurt him Cheer, I will have no regrets turning you in.” Berry’s voice almost scared Cheerilee, but she knew her sister was right. “Fine,” Cheerilee gave Berry a small kiss on the cheek, “Thank you sis...maybe you don’t need to mature as much as I thought.” “Ok...how about that one?” “No, it’s way too big for her. She wouldn’t want something that would add a ton of weight to her neck” Rumble groaned as Thunderlane continued to look at the various necklaces and various jewelry behind the glass counter. He had brought him here in order for them to talk a little bit, seeing as how Rumble had been a bit more quiet as of late. “Remind me again why I’m helping you with necklace shopping?” Rumble asked in slight annoyance. “Because I can’t ask Dash,or else it wouldn’t be a surprise. Plus I don’t want her friends to know.” “You don’t trust her friends?” “No, I do trust them. I just don’t know if Rainbow’s let on about our relationship yet.” “Oh, I see.” Rumble looked back at the jewelry case, thinking about a few things. His mind inevitably went to Cheerilee, who he thought would look nice in a few of these pieces. He especially like one of the gold chains on display that showed three smiling flowers. “If it makes you feel better,” Thunderlane began, shaking Rumble out of his thoughts, “I also did this for you.” “Me? Why?” Rumble asked as the two of them moved over to another case. “Because dude, you seem really distant as of late. More so than I’ve seen before.” “O-Oh.” Rumble looked away in embarrassment, “Its fine dude, just have some things on my mind.” “Like what? Jobs? Friends?” Thunderlane jabbed his arm “Girls?” Chuckling a bit as Rumble hide the faint blush on his face. Please don’t let him have seen, please don’t let him have seen. Rumble thought to himself. “Seriously though, what’s up?” Rumble had been a bit distant from everyone lately, and it was because of the night he had with Cheerilee. Ever since then, he’s been scared to even look at her. He still loved her, but some of the things he did during that night made him become...scared of himself. He was so rough with her, and thats just not the kind of man he was. But when he was with her, Rumble couldn’t hold back, even going so far as to finish inside of her. Sure, she asked for it, but he didn’t even question what he was doing. The more Rumble thought about it, the more nervous he got that he could hurt Cheerilee or someone. “Its just...I don’t know.” Rumble lied, he couldn’t tell his brother, he’d flip. “Dude, I’m your brother, you can tell me things man.” Thunderlane sighed. “Not ready huh?” Rumble nodded. ‘Hey bro’ he thought ‘I’m in a relationship with my teacher who I think I might hurt when we have sex, what do I do?’ Rumble laughed a little at that knowing he couldn’t say something like that to his bro. “Well, remember I’m here for you alright?” Thunderlane wrapped a shoulder around his bro. “You may almost be an adult, but your still my little bro” Rumble smiled at that, “Thanks man.” He thought for a second. “Well, maybe you can help me with something” Thunderlane smiled, “Shoot” “Well, I have a friend, and he’s worried that he may have hurt someone. But he’s too scared to talk to that person out of fear. He liked that person, but doesn’t know what to do. And he can’t talk to anyone about it. What should he do?” “Well, he told you about it apparently.” Thunderlane smiled as Rumble’s face turned red out of embarrassment. “Your ‘friend’ should talk the person straight on. Hiding never solves anything in my opinion.” “And what about him being scared?” “Being scared is a part of life Rumble. It’s what makes people who they are. They either hide and cower, and let things go by in life. Or they stand up to the fear, fight it and experience things that can shape them for the better.” Rumble thought about it for a moment and realized he was right. Rumble needed to talk to Cheerilee in order to fix this. Hiding would only make the both of them feel bad. “Thanks Thunder, you’re smart when you need to be.” Rumble said with a chuckle “I try.” He gently punched Rumble on the shoulder. Rumble looked back down and pointed at the glass.”Hey, Dash would look nice in that one” Thunderlane looked down and saw the necklace, it was a small silver necklace with a center piece that pictured a storm cloud shooting out a lightning bolt of rainbow. “That's not bad actually.” Thunderlane high fived his brother. “You know, you're better at this than I thought.” They laughed at that as the two purchased the necklace and left the store, even though Rumble’s mind was still on Cheerilee. Author's Note Not dead yet. Just had to write through many annoyances, such as writer's block, anger, boredom, etc It's shorter, yes. but why drag it on and make it have to fit the rest of the chapters, that's stupid to me. Anyway, hope you all enjoyed, more to come....sometimes, no dates when. HOPEFULLY soon.
