Chapter #4Last-minute Substitution by: Godot   Oh horseapples. Standing a mere five feet away from your hiding spot amongst the shrubs is a little, redheaded filly. She's dumbfounded, her eyes dart beneath her glasses to examine your hoof(still resting on your honeypot) and you face (flushed with exhaustion and embarrassment). As much as you'd love for her to be ignorant to what you were doing it's clear she understands far too well.
Her jaw drops, "Pervert! Rapitht! You were clopping out here, like thome awful exhibitionitht! And now you're going to moletht me!"
"Pardon me?"
"You dethpicable mare, you!" She's definitely hamming it up, she looks like she about to fake fainting, "You're going to take advantage of poor little me, throw me to the ground and violate my virgin candyvag!"
She can't be serious. The filly turns, making sure to raise her plot into the air, and says,
"But I can thtill get away, if I can jutht, whoopthie!" The little mare purposefully trips over her own hooves and lands on her face, with her rear still sticking up towards you, "Oh no! I've fallen and there'th no way I can ethcape now! I'm going to be ravithed right here, where nopony can hear me thcream for help!"
Silence. You honestly have no idea what to say to this. She wiggles her rump at you a couple times, first in a bizarrely seductive manner and then out of obvious frustration
"I thaid," she's getting impatient, " that I'm going to be ravithed out here where nopony can hear me thcream! Why won't you ravith me?!"
"Twist!"
The filly freezes up at the sound of an older mare's voice. Soon after, the mare makes herself apparent to you. She's a magenta pony with a pair of saddlebags that you can clearly see things like rulers, pencils and sheets of paper. She grabs Twist by her ear and pulls her up.
"What did I tell you about trying to seduce older ponies into sexually assaulting you!"
"Thorry Mith Cheerilee," Twist idly twists her hoof into the ground while avoiding her teacher's gaze.
"Don't apologize to me, apologize to her!"
Twist turns and looks at you with her best guilty face, "I'm thorry ma'am."
Cheerilee gives her a shove with her hoof and Twist runs off to join her other classmates playing nearby. She then offers you a hoof to help you stand and(after quickly wiping off the orange juice on your hand) you stand.
"You'll have to excuse Twist," she says, "a while back she got into Twilight Sparkle's collection of romance novels. She's been clopping during nap time and taking passes at everything that moves."
"Oh. Wow."
"Um, yes, they can be quite the handful. Which reminds me, I should really get back to watching them." She turns to walk away, but stops herself, "I just realized, I never got your name."
"Tango, pleasure to meet you."
"Likewise, though I'd love to have more time to speak with you. Perhaps after my classes?"   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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