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Previously, on Cute "Quest":
Venturing out into the early morning, Cobalt ran across a new pony while seeking the place called Sugarcube Corner. Her name is Pinkie Pie, and she has a thing for parties, new ponies, and getting really excited for whatever reason floats her puffy mane.
School was school. Excitement happened during lunch, when Cobalt received a kiss on the head from Miss Cheerilee for being such a sweetheart and giving her an apple. Additionally, Cobalt spoke with Silver Spoon, alone, though she warned him to stay away for fear of complications with Diamond Tiara.
Cobalt then met with the CMC after school, traveling to their clubhouse and discussing the matter of Silver Spoon. Left with merely more questions on how to proceed, Cobalt decided to head back for the night.
He forgot to meet Pinkie after school for that shake. Hopefully she won't mind.
Additionally, he still has one perfect apple that Apple Bloom gave to him for dirt cheap.
Previously, on Cute "Quest":
Venturing out into the early morning, Cobalt ran across a new pony while seeking the place called Sugarcube Corner. Her name is Pinkie Pie, and she has a thing for parties, new ponies, and getting really excited for whatever reason floats her puffy mane.
School was school. Excitement happened during lunch, when Cobalt received a kiss on the head from Miss Cheerilee for being such a sweetheart and giving her an apple. Additionally, Cobalt spoke with Silver Spoon, alone, though she warned him to stay away for fear of complications with Diamond Tiara.
Cobalt then met with the CMC after school, traveling to their clubhouse and discussing the matter of Silver Spoon. Left with merely more questions on how to proceed, Cobalt decided to head back for the night.
He forgot to meet Pinkie after school for that shake. Hopefully she won't mind.
Additionally, he still has one perfect apple that Apple Bloom gave to him for dirt cheap.
>>496036
>>496035
>>496034
>>496032
You feel a slight regret at flaking on Pinkie, even if it was to talk with your new friends. So you decide to head to Sugarcube Corner, heading out into the long shadows and slight chill of the early morning.
The way there is less eventful, now that you know the way. Early morning ponies are doing their business around town, some opening shops and some just conversing with one another with smiles on their faces despite the hour. Then again, if you're up right now they certainly can be.
You reach Sugarcube Corner proper, walking up to the big gingerbread looking house and raising a hoof to knock when you hesitate. Is the place open or not?
You look around for a sign, but there are none. Surely they must be open? Pinkie WAS out here yesterday morning about this time…
>Knock
>Just go on in
>Wait around for a bit, see if Pinkie shows up or a more obvious sign occurs
>Maybe I should do this AFTER school….
>Other
>>496035
>>496034
>>496032
You feel a slight regret at flaking on Pinkie, even if it was to talk with your new friends. So you decide to head to Sugarcube Corner, heading out into the long shadows and slight chill of the early morning.
The way there is less eventful, now that you know the way. Early morning ponies are doing their business around town, some opening shops and some just conversing with one another with smiles on their faces despite the hour. Then again, if you're up right now they certainly can be.
You reach Sugarcube Corner proper, walking up to the big gingerbread looking house and raising a hoof to knock when you hesitate. Is the place open or not?
You look around for a sign, but there are none. Surely they must be open? Pinkie WAS out here yesterday morning about this time…
>Knock
>Just go on in
>Wait around for a bit, see if Pinkie shows up or a more obvious sign occurs
>Maybe I should do this AFTER school….
>Other
>>496053
>>496054
You check the clock in the plaza. It's about 6. Class doesn't start for a bit yet and it's not incredibly early. They should be open.
>>496055
>>496052
>>496057
>>496051
You raise a hoof, knocking firmly against the door.
Some time passes, but you think you hear some shuffling about through the door. Maybe whoever is inside is busy and didn't hear you?
But if there's someone inside, then they're open, right?
>>496054
You check the clock in the plaza. It's about 6. Class doesn't start for a bit yet and it's not incredibly early. They should be open.
>>496055
>>496052
>>496057
>>496051
You raise a hoof, knocking firmly against the door.
Some time passes, but you think you hear some shuffling about through the door. Maybe whoever is inside is busy and didn't hear you?
But if there's someone inside, then they're open, right?
>>496061
>>496063
>>496064
>>496066
>>496069
You're a little conflicted on what to do, exactly, so you crack the door open, looking inside before calling out: "Hello?"
There's a small yelp of surprise and the sound of something hitting something else pretty hard. While somepony in the store groans for a moment you head inside, noting the dimly lit interior. The lights in the front of the store aren't on, but the ones in the back seem to be turned to about half power. Maybe they're still getting ready for business?
You keep walking inside, avoiding the shadowy outlines of tables and chairs until you reach the only brightly lit spot in the storefront: the counter.
Light reflects off the cash register and a notepad with some scribblings on it, which rests beside a service bell.
No pony has yet to show themselves.
>Read notepad
>Call out again
>Ring service bell
>Wait. Silently.
>Other
>>496063
>>496064
>>496066
>>496069
You're a little conflicted on what to do, exactly, so you crack the door open, looking inside before calling out: "Hello?"
There's a small yelp of surprise and the sound of something hitting something else pretty hard. While somepony in the store groans for a moment you head inside, noting the dimly lit interior. The lights in the front of the store aren't on, but the ones in the back seem to be turned to about half power. Maybe they're still getting ready for business?
You keep walking inside, avoiding the shadowy outlines of tables and chairs until you reach the only brightly lit spot in the storefront: the counter.
Light reflects off the cash register and a notepad with some scribblings on it, which rests beside a service bell.
No pony has yet to show themselves.
>Read notepad
>Call out again
>Ring service bell
>Wait. Silently.
>Other
>>496071
>>496073
>>496075
>>496077
You flip the notepad since the writing was upside down from your perspective, and read:
Cobalt: Eyes of red, rest two shades of blue; It was quite the pleasure to meet with you!
Sorry for bothering you while working, and taking your owl while you weren't looking; I put him back to make things alright; Don't stay mad at me, my friend Twilight.
Silly Silver, don't look so sad. Meeting new ponies should make you glad! Things will work out, just you wait and see; And even if not, you can always party with me!
It looks like a list. It continues to the next page, as indicated by a tiny arrow in the bottom right corner.
>Keep reading
>Ring bell
>Other
>>496073
>>496075
>>496077
You flip the notepad since the writing was upside down from your perspective, and read:
Cobalt: Eyes of red, rest two shades of blue; It was quite the pleasure to meet with you!
Sorry for bothering you while working, and taking your owl while you weren't looking; I put him back to make things alright; Don't stay mad at me, my friend Twilight.
It looks like a list. It continues to the next page, as indicated by a tiny arrow in the bottom right corner.
>Keep reading
>Ring bell
>Other
>>496080
>>496086
>>496084
>>496083
>>496085
>>496081
>>496082
You're torn on whether to keep reading or not. It seems personal, but it's just lying here.
Curiosity getting the better of you, you flip the page of the notepad and keep reading.
Thanks for the donation of mint sticks, Twist! Without your help I'd have been in a fix!
While I'd love to help, cute Sweetie Belle, I'm afraid I don't have many tips to tell. Your sister, Rarity, might be of more help-
"Hey!"
You nearly jump out of your skin as a voice calls out from the darkness around you.
Suddenly Pinkie is in front of you, snatching away the notepad.
"Cobalt! What're you doing reading my sing-song notepad?"
Oh crap.
>>496086
>>496084
>>496083
>>496085
>>496081
>>496082
You're torn on whether to keep reading or not. It seems personal, but it's just lying here.
Curiosity getting the better of you, you flip the page of the notepad and keep reading.
While I'd love to help, cute Sweetie Belle, I'm afraid I don't have many tips to tell. Your sister, Rarity, might be of more help-
"Hey!"
You nearly jump out of your skin as a voice calls out from the darkness around you.
Suddenly Pinkie is in front of you, snatching away the notepad.
"Cobalt! What're you doing reading my sing-song notepad?"
Oh crap.
>>496098
YOU'RE IN A ROGUE-LIKE, SUCKER. BWAHAHAHAHA
>>496093
>>496095
>>496096
>>496097
>>496099
You lower your head in shame, "I-I'm sorry, Pinkie. I saw my name and just got curious…."
You look back up at her, "Sorry."
Pinkie's expression softens into a small smile as she puts the notepad somewhere under the counter.
"Well, you shouldn't go through other ponies stuff like that. Though I guess I'm a little to blame since I left it out on the counter, huh."
She suddenly sticks her tongue out a little bit, "But I'm still mad at you for not coming to see me yesterday! You read my notepad, so you saw the song idea I had. It was just for you and I was gonna give you this awesome blue milkshake that tastes like strawberry chocolate, and-"
She shakes her head, "Whoops, there I go again. Just….ring the bell next time instead of snooping, okay?"
You nod.
"Anyway, now that you're here and that's cleared up: What's up little pony pal?"
YOU'RE IN A ROGUE-LIKE, SUCKER. BWAHAHAHAHA
>>496093
>>496095
>>496096
>>496097
>>496099
You lower your head in shame, "I-I'm sorry, Pinkie. I saw my name and just got curious…."
You look back up at her, "Sorry."
Pinkie's expression softens into a small smile as she puts the notepad somewhere under the counter.
"Well, you shouldn't go through other ponies stuff like that. Though I guess I'm a little to blame since I left it out on the counter, huh."
She suddenly sticks her tongue out a little bit, "But I'm still mad at you for not coming to see me yesterday! You read my notepad, so you saw the song idea I had. It was just for you and I was gonna give you this awesome blue milkshake that tastes like strawberry chocolate, and-"
She shakes her head, "Whoops, there I go again. Just….ring the bell next time instead of snooping, okay?"
You nod.
"Anyway, now that you're here and that's cleared up: What's up little pony pal?"
>>496107
>>496110
You tell Pinkie you didn't drop by yesterday because you were busy making friends with the CMC.
Her eyes light up and she reaches a hoof out across the counter to give you a noogie, rubbing your mane into your head fiercely till you think you're gonna go bald.
"Then you are totally forgiven my little blue friend! Making pals is the best! Hey, wanna celebrate with that shake I mentioned?"
"Isn't it kinda early for a milkshake?"
Pinkie lets loose a raspberry and waves a hoof dismissively, "Puhleeease! Any time is shake time, especially celebratory shake time!"
>>496108
>>496112
You try and change the topic for a moment, and ask Pinkie how to best make friends with a bully.
Pinkie ponders, hoof to her chin as she thinks, before pressing the service counter bell; "Idea! It's like my mom used to say: Kill 'em with kindness! Everyone has a bad day, and once in a while there's a bad seed in the bunch, but if you treat 'em with kindness enough times then they'll either like ya or learn to leave you be!"
That might work.
"Anyway, back to important matters: You want that shake? Or can I convince you to take a doughnut at least? Maybe a dozen?"
>Shake
>Doughnut
>Dozen Doughnuts
>Nothing, thanks.
>How about after school?
>Other
>>496110
You tell Pinkie you didn't drop by yesterday because you were busy making friends with the CMC.
Her eyes light up and she reaches a hoof out across the counter to give you a noogie, rubbing your mane into your head fiercely till you think you're gonna go bald.
"Then you are totally forgiven my little blue friend! Making pals is the best! Hey, wanna celebrate with that shake I mentioned?"
"Isn't it kinda early for a milkshake?"
Pinkie lets loose a raspberry and waves a hoof dismissively, "Puhleeease! Any time is shake time, especially celebratory shake time!"
>>496108
>>496112
You try and change the topic for a moment, and ask Pinkie how to best make friends with a bully.
Pinkie ponders, hoof to her chin as she thinks, before pressing the service counter bell; "Idea! It's like my mom used to say: Kill 'em with kindness! Everyone has a bad day, and once in a while there's a bad seed in the bunch, but if you treat 'em with kindness enough times then they'll either like ya or learn to leave you be!"
That might work.
"Anyway, back to important matters: You want that shake? Or can I convince you to take a doughnut at least? Maybe a dozen?"
>Shake
>Doughnut
>Dozen Doughnuts
>Nothing, thanks.
>How about after school?
>Other
>>496117
>>496118
>>496119
>>496121
>>496122
"C-can I have both?" you ask nervously.
Pinkie stares at you for a moment, completely still.
Suddenly you're halfway across the counter being crushed in a giant hug, face against Pinkie's chest as she laughs.
"You and I are going to be the best of friends, I can already tell!"
Finally the doughy smelling pony lets you go, dashing to the back to get stuff for you. You hear a blender whine and an oven open and shut, then she's back out at the counter, a box of doughnuts gently set on the counter and a rather large looking shake placed next to it. She puts a straw in the shake's lid for you before smacking a button on the cash register.
"Alright little guy, these ones are on me this time. This is just the 'Hey you're new in town have some awesome free sweets' deal that I only do once, just ONCE, for each pony. Got it?"
You nod eagerly, wondering how you're gonna get all this stuff to class.
"Alright Cobalt, I've gotta get back to work, okay? Morning rush is gonna be here soon. You can take a table while you drink your shake and eat some doughnuts if you want," she winks, "Just don't go anywhere you aren't supposed to or snoop around again, okay?"
Your cheeks burn a little but she just laughs, "No harm the first time. I understand being curious, but now that you've been warned there'll be trouble if you do it again."
And with that, she heads back into the kitchen to continue preparation for the day.
#Pinkie status: Great friends! Or at least she thinks you are.
>What do?
>>496118
>>496119
>>496121
>>496122
"C-can I have both?" you ask nervously.
Pinkie stares at you for a moment, completely still.
Suddenly you're halfway across the counter being crushed in a giant hug, face against Pinkie's chest as she laughs.
"You and I are going to be the best of friends, I can already tell!"
Finally the doughy smelling pony lets you go, dashing to the back to get stuff for you. You hear a blender whine and an oven open and shut, then she's back out at the counter, a box of doughnuts gently set on the counter and a rather large looking shake placed next to it. She puts a straw in the shake's lid for you before smacking a button on the cash register.
"Alright little guy, these ones are on me this time. This is just the 'Hey you're new in town have some awesome free sweets' deal that I only do once, just ONCE, for each pony. Got it?"
You nod eagerly, wondering how you're gonna get all this stuff to class.
"Alright Cobalt, I've gotta get back to work, okay? Morning rush is gonna be here soon. You can take a table while you drink your shake and eat some doughnuts if you want," she winks, "Just don't go anywhere you aren't supposed to or snoop around again, okay?"
Your cheeks burn a little but she just laughs, "No harm the first time. I understand being curious, but now that you've been warned there'll be trouble if you do it again."
And with that, she heads back into the kitchen to continue preparation for the day.
#Pinkie status: Great friends! Or at least she thinks you are.
>What do?
>>496128
>>496129
>>496130
>>496131
http://youtu.be/5OUP_Z3iZPs
You move your doughnuts and shake to a table near the corner of the room after Pinkie turns all the lights on. Weird that you didn't see her have to come out to do that, you thought the light switches were out here. Whatever.
You take off your saddle bag, setting it on the table next to your doughnut box as you start to sip on your shake. It tastes like chocolate with a hint of strawberry and….blueberry? Either way it's rather sweet, and tastes pretty good.
You check a clock on the wall, now that it's visible. The time is nearing 7, so you have to go to class by 8.
Your thoughts are interrupted as the door opens, and ponies of varying kinds start to enter. Some of them are bright and excited, others look like they need a cup of coffee or something to kickstart them.
[1d10]
Roll #1 9 = 9
>>496129
>>496130
>>496131
http://youtu.be/5OUP_Z3iZPs
You move your doughnuts and shake to a table near the corner of the room after Pinkie turns all the lights on. Weird that you didn't see her have to come out to do that, you thought the light switches were out here. Whatever.
You take off your saddle bag, setting it on the table next to your doughnut box as you start to sip on your shake. It tastes like chocolate with a hint of strawberry and….blueberry? Either way it's rather sweet, and tastes pretty good.
You check a clock on the wall, now that it's visible. The time is nearing 7, so you have to go to class by 8.
Your thoughts are interrupted as the door opens, and ponies of varying kinds start to enter. Some of them are bright and excited, others look like they need a cup of coffee or something to kickstart them.
[1d10]
Roll #1 9 = 9
>>496133
You're admiring the blonde mane of a pink pony when the door opens and you hear a familiar voice.
You look towards the door and stop sipping your shake for a moment as Scootaloo enters Sugarcube Corner. She holds the door open for a moment, yelling out to someone outside:
"Yeah, yeah, I'll see you in class, okay? Alright, later!"
The door swings shut behind her as she walks into the store proper.
She hasn't seen you yet in the corner, though it's only a matter of time before she does.
>Say hi and wave
>Just keep drinking your shake and try not to stare at her
>Avoid eye contact
>Just watch her, see what she does
>Other
You're admiring the blonde mane of a pink pony when the door opens and you hear a familiar voice.
You look towards the door and stop sipping your shake for a moment as Scootaloo enters Sugarcube Corner. She holds the door open for a moment, yelling out to someone outside:
"Yeah, yeah, I'll see you in class, okay? Alright, later!"
The door swings shut behind her as she walks into the store proper.
She hasn't seen you yet in the corner, though it's only a matter of time before she does.
>Say hi and wave
>Just keep drinking your shake and try not to stare at her
>Avoid eye contact
>Just watch her, see what she does
>Other
>>496143
>>496142
>>496141
>>496144
>>496145
You stop drinking your shake long enough to yell hello at Scoots, waving your hoof when she looks in your direction.
She smiles and waves back, though she doesn't leave the short line she's in.
Eventually she comes over to your table, carrying a paper bag with her order in it in her teeth. She sets the bag down on the table in the small open area that's left on it before sitting down in the chair opposite you.
"Hey Cobalt. What're you doing here this morning?" She looks at you over your saddlebag, "Wait a sec; is that a shake? This early?"
>Explain the whole Pinkie thing
>Shrug, keep drinking delicious shake
>Nod, keep drinking shake
>Mention "sing song" book entries
>other
>>496142
>>496141
>>496144
>>496145
You stop drinking your shake long enough to yell hello at Scoots, waving your hoof when she looks in your direction.
She smiles and waves back, though she doesn't leave the short line she's in.
Eventually she comes over to your table, carrying a paper bag with her order in it in her teeth. She sets the bag down on the table in the small open area that's left on it before sitting down in the chair opposite you.
"Hey Cobalt. What're you doing here this morning?" She looks at you over your saddlebag, "Wait a sec; is that a shake? This early?"
>Explain the whole Pinkie thing
>Shrug, keep drinking delicious shake
>Nod, keep drinking shake
>Mention "sing song" book entries
>other
>>496147
>>496148
>>496149
>>496150
You briefly explain the situation with Pinkie, how you felt you had to apologize and all that.
Scootaloo listens to about half the story before fishing something out of her paper bag. It looks like a muffin, with some kind of stuff in it. Berries, perhaps?
She takes a big bite as you finish your story, then mumbles, "Oh," through a mouthful of food before taking another bite. She swallows before adding, "Yeah, Pinkie can get kinda weird if you don't keep her up to date on things. Like one time I didn't tell her that I was going to see Dash perform some air stunts on my birthday, and so I was gonna be out of town day, and the next day she was at my door looking all sad with this apology cake because she thought she'd gotten the day wrong or made me mad or something. It was really awkward trying to explain it to her. I thought she'd be mad, but instead she just cheered right back up and threw me a little mini party on the spot anyway," the fond memory brings out a smile on Scootaloo's face before she coughs gently, "Man, these muffins are dry today and I forgot to get a drink. I'll be right back."
>Offer her some of your shake
>Let her get her own drink
>Other
>>496148
>>496149
>>496150
You briefly explain the situation with Pinkie, how you felt you had to apologize and all that.
Scootaloo listens to about half the story before fishing something out of her paper bag. It looks like a muffin, with some kind of stuff in it. Berries, perhaps?
She takes a big bite as you finish your story, then mumbles, "Oh," through a mouthful of food before taking another bite. She swallows before adding, "Yeah, Pinkie can get kinda weird if you don't keep her up to date on things. Like one time I didn't tell her that I was going to see Dash perform some air stunts on my birthday, and so I was gonna be out of town day, and the next day she was at my door looking all sad with this apology cake because she thought she'd gotten the day wrong or made me mad or something. It was really awkward trying to explain it to her. I thought she'd be mad, but instead she just cheered right back up and threw me a little mini party on the spot anyway," the fond memory brings out a smile on Scootaloo's face before she coughs gently, "Man, these muffins are dry today and I forgot to get a drink. I'll be right back."
>Offer her some of your shake
>Let her get her own drink
>Other
>>496153
>>496154
>>496155
>>496158
>>496157
>>496160
You hold out your shake in a gesture of good will, causing Scootaloo to raise an eyebrow.
"You can have some of mine, if you want," you say, only faintly feeling your cheeks tingle as you realize what you're doing, "It's chocolate-strawberry-blueberry something or another. It's really good."
[1d10+3]
Roll #1 10 + 3 = 13
>>496154
>>496155
>>496158
>>496157
>>496160
You hold out your shake in a gesture of good will, causing Scootaloo to raise an eyebrow.
"You can have some of mine, if you want," you say, only faintly feeling your cheeks tingle as you realize what you're doing, "It's chocolate-strawberry-blueberry something or another. It's really good."
[1d10+3]
Roll #1 10 + 3 = 13
>>496161
"That sounds pretty awesome," Scootaloo says with a smile, walking over to you and taking the milkshake from you, "Thanks, Cobalt!"
She takes a big, long sip from your shake, and you hear her hum in approval of its taste.
She takes a shorter, second sip before handing it back with a smile, "You're right. That IS really good."
She looks at the clock before putting her half eaten muffin back in her paper bag, "Hey, it's getting close to school time. Wanna head over there together?"
You look at the clock. It's about 7:25. It's definitely time to be heading out.
>How am I gonna carry these donuts
>Sure, let me just put these on my back real quick…
>Other
"That sounds pretty awesome," Scootaloo says with a smile, walking over to you and taking the milkshake from you, "Thanks, Cobalt!"
She takes a big, long sip from your shake, and you hear her hum in approval of its taste.
She takes a shorter, second sip before handing it back with a smile, "You're right. That IS really good."
She looks at the clock before putting her half eaten muffin back in her paper bag, "Hey, it's getting close to school time. Wanna head over there together?"
You look at the clock. It's about 7:25. It's definitely time to be heading out.
>How am I gonna carry these donuts
>Sure, let me just put these on my back real quick…
>Other
>>496169
>>496170
>>496171
>>496172
"Yeah, one sec," you say, hopping out of your chair and draining the last of your shake before putting your saddlebag on. You move to put the box of doughnuts on your back and Scootaloo raises one of her eyebrows again.
"Are you sure you can carry that without dropping it?"
You shrug.
"Well, if you put those in two bags or something we could carry them that way. Or I could put the box on my scooter and we could use it like a sled or something."
>You don't have to do that, I got this
>Bag idea
>Scoota-sled
>>496170
>>496171
>>496172
"Yeah, one sec," you say, hopping out of your chair and draining the last of your shake before putting your saddlebag on. You move to put the box of doughnuts on your back and Scootaloo raises one of her eyebrows again.
"Are you sure you can carry that without dropping it?"
You shrug.
"Well, if you put those in two bags or something we could carry them that way. Or I could put the box on my scooter and we could use it like a sled or something."
>You don't have to do that, I got this
>Bag idea
>Scoota-sled
>>496174
>>496176
>>496178
>>496183
#Scootasled
You decide to put the box of doughnuts on the scooter, then move the scooter itself to ensure safe transport. It's the same speed as a walk with the benefit of not dropping a box from your back and ruining all of them.
You thank Scootaloo for letting her use her scooter in such a manner.
She just waves a hoof, "Ah whatever. That's what friends are for, right?"
You smile and the two of you head toward school, sweet cargo in tow.
[1d10]
Roll #1 10 = 10
>>496176
>>496178
>>496183
#Scootasled
You decide to put the box of doughnuts on the scooter, then move the scooter itself to ensure safe transport. It's the same speed as a walk with the benefit of not dropping a box from your back and ruining all of them.
You thank Scootaloo for letting her use her scooter in such a manner.
She just waves a hoof, "Ah whatever. That's what friends are for, right?"
You smile and the two of you head toward school, sweet cargo in tow.
[1d10]
Roll #1 10 = 10
>>496189
You make it all the way to school with not a single problem.
You thank Scootaloo again for the help as she wheels the box into the main hall of the school, the two of you there about 5 minutes before class is supposed to start.
"Hey, like I said, that's what friends do. Besides, it wasn't difficult or anything."
You pick the box up and Scootaloo folds her scooter in half to put away in one of the lockers in the hall, "Need any help carrying them into class?"
>Sure, why not
>No thanks, I got this
You make it all the way to school with not a single problem.
You thank Scootaloo again for the help as she wheels the box into the main hall of the school, the two of you there about 5 minutes before class is supposed to start.
"Hey, like I said, that's what friends do. Besides, it wasn't difficult or anything."
You pick the box up and Scootaloo folds her scooter in half to put away in one of the lockers in the hall, "Need any help carrying them into class?"
>Sure, why not
>No thanks, I got this
>>496196
>>496197
>>496198
>>496200
>>496201
"Sure, why not," you say with a smile.
The box lays across your back and Scootaloo's, angling slightly since she's a bit smaller than you. She flexes her tiny wings upright to make the box level before you both walk into class.
A gasp ripples through the classmates inside when they see the box, and eager conversations start while you and Scootaloo take the box into the room.
Miss Cheerilee looks confused as well.
"Cobalt, Scootaloo, are those….are those donuts?" Her expression lights up, "Did you bring a treat for the class?"
>Yes
>No [Awkward]
>It was Scootaloo's idea
>Just for you
>>496197
>>496198
>>496200
>>496201
"Sure, why not," you say with a smile.
The box lays across your back and Scootaloo's, angling slightly since she's a bit smaller than you. She flexes her tiny wings upright to make the box level before you both walk into class.
A gasp ripples through the classmates inside when they see the box, and eager conversations start while you and Scootaloo take the box into the room.
Miss Cheerilee looks confused as well.
"Cobalt, Scootaloo, are those….are those donuts?" Her expression lights up, "Did you bring a treat for the class?"
>Yes
>No [Awkward]
>It was Scootaloo's idea
>Just for you
>>496205
>>496212
>>496207
>>496210
>>496213
You smile at Miss Cheerilee, summoning your best public speaking skills. That is to say, you only stammer a little bit.
"Y-yes! From Sh-Sugarcube Corner," you look at Scootaloo with a sincere smile, "And I don't know how I would've gotten them here without Scootaloo's help."
[1d10]
"Well that's very kind of you and of Sugarcube Corner, Cobalt and Scootaloo," Miss Cheerilee turns to the class, "Well, class, you heard the young stallion; Looks like we have doughnuts for class today!"
The class erupts in cheers as you and Scootaloo set the doughnuts on Miss Cheerilee's desk while she pulls some napkins out from a drawer behind the desk.
"If you two would do the honors of passing them out, without playing favorites, that would be most appreciated!"
You offer one to Miss Cheerilee first, since she's right there, but she gently refuses it until the students have all been taken care of first.
>Give doughnuts to Sweetie, Brynn, Apple Bloom, and two random ponies
>Give doughnuts to Silver Spoon, Diamond Tiara, and three random ponies
[The one you don't pick is the one Scootaloo gets]
Roll #1 2 = 2
>>496212
>>496207
>>496210
>>496213
You smile at Miss Cheerilee, summoning your best public speaking skills. That is to say, you only stammer a little bit.
"Y-yes! From Sh-Sugarcube Corner," you look at Scootaloo with a sincere smile, "And I don't know how I would've gotten them here without Scootaloo's help."
[1d10]
"Well that's very kind of you and of Sugarcube Corner, Cobalt and Scootaloo," Miss Cheerilee turns to the class, "Well, class, you heard the young stallion; Looks like we have doughnuts for class today!"
The class erupts in cheers as you and Scootaloo set the doughnuts on Miss Cheerilee's desk while she pulls some napkins out from a drawer behind the desk.
"If you two would do the honors of passing them out, without playing favorites, that would be most appreciated!"
You offer one to Miss Cheerilee first, since she's right there, but she gently refuses it until the students have all been taken care of first.
>Give doughnuts to Sweetie, Brynn, Apple Bloom, and two random ponies
>Give doughnuts to Silver Spoon, Diamond Tiara, and three random ponies
[The one you don't pick is the one Scootaloo gets]
Roll #1 2 = 2
>>496220
>2
Scootaloo's face is red as a beet for some reason, in the one good look you get at her when she isn't looking.
>>496227
>Are there enough donuts for everyone?
You quickly take a head count in the room, including yourself and Scootaloo, then count the doughnuts in the box.
The box contains 13, a tiny note in the corner saying "Baker's dozen!" with a poofy maned smiley face.
The class has 14 members in it. You'll be one short.
>2
Scootaloo's face is red as a beet for some reason, in the one good look you get at her when she isn't looking.
>>496227
>Are there enough donuts for everyone?
You quickly take a head count in the room, including yourself and Scootaloo, then count the doughnuts in the box.
The box contains 13, a tiny note in the corner saying "Baker's dozen!" with a poofy maned smiley face.
The class has 14 members in it. You'll be one short.
>>496222
>>496225
>>496224
>>496228
You decide to hand out doughnuts to Silver Spoon, Diamond Tiara, and three other ponies that sit near them, while letting Scootaloo hand out doughnuts to your friends and some of the others.
Miss Cheerilee will hand out the remaining.
>>496236
>>496235
>>496234
>>496233
>>496238
You decide you'll go without since you just had that shake. Barring a pony turning down a doughnut for some reason you'll just abstain. Or you can eat that apple, perhaps. Either way.
[Handing out begins, one moment.]
>>496225
>>496224
>>496228
You decide to hand out doughnuts to Silver Spoon, Diamond Tiara, and three other ponies that sit near them, while letting Scootaloo hand out doughnuts to your friends and some of the others.
Miss Cheerilee will hand out the remaining.
>>496236
>>496235
>>496234
>>496233
>>496238
You decide you'll go without since you just had that shake. Barring a pony turning down a doughnut for some reason you'll just abstain. Or you can eat that apple, perhaps. Either way.
[Handing out begins, one moment.]
>>496241
http://youtu.be/F53fReXBBZc
You hand a doughnut to Silver Spoon, who smiles eagerly, rubbing her hooves together as she says "Thank you, Cobalt!"
It gives you a warm feeling in your chest as she takes it from you, still beaming at the sugary treat.
#+1 SS point!
Next up is Diamond Tiara, a pony who you've never really met but heard much about.
You retrieve another doughnut, handing it to the pink, tiara wearing pony. She lets out a gentle "Harumph," noise before taking it, then sighing and giving way to a small smile, "Well, at least it's cream filled. Thanks, blue boy."
#+1 DT point?
You hand one to a familiar, curly red maned pony wearing thick, purple glasses. "Hey, you're that pony who was on the swingth with me yesterday!" she says happily, "Thankth, uh, Cobalt, wath it?"
She seems to have a bit of a lisp, but she's friendly at least. She introduces herself as Twist. You recall the note in Pinkie's notepad, and notice the candy cane cutie mark she has. So…she must make candy? Maybe you'll have to ask about it later.
#Met Twist/+1 Twist point!
You hand a doughnut to two of your other classmates, when Scootaloo notifies you of a problem.
"Hey, that pink one with the braces who sits next to you, she doesn't want one because she's afraid it'll get stuck in her braces or something."
You look at the pink pony who sits next to you, not knowing her name, and she just smiles sadly as she gently shakes her head.
You have one doughnut left, and all ponies other than you, Miss Cheerilee, and the pink braced pony have one and are happily munching away at their unexpected treat.
>What do?
http://youtu.be/F53fReXBBZc
You hand a doughnut to Silver Spoon, who smiles eagerly, rubbing her hooves together as she says "Thank you, Cobalt!"
It gives you a warm feeling in your chest as she takes it from you, still beaming at the sugary treat.
#+1 SS point!
Next up is Diamond Tiara, a pony who you've never really met but heard much about.
You retrieve another doughnut, handing it to the pink, tiara wearing pony. She lets out a gentle "Harumph," noise before taking it, then sighing and giving way to a small smile, "Well, at least it's cream filled. Thanks, blue boy."
#+1 DT point?
You hand one to a familiar, curly red maned pony wearing thick, purple glasses. "Hey, you're that pony who was on the swingth with me yesterday!" she says happily, "Thankth, uh, Cobalt, wath it?"
She seems to have a bit of a lisp, but she's friendly at least. She introduces herself as Twist. You recall the note in Pinkie's notepad, and notice the candy cane cutie mark she has. So…she must make candy? Maybe you'll have to ask about it later.
#Met Twist/+1 Twist point!
You hand a doughnut to two of your other classmates, when Scootaloo notifies you of a problem.
"Hey, that pink one with the braces who sits next to you, she doesn't want one because she's afraid it'll get stuck in her braces or something."
You look at the pink pony who sits next to you, not knowing her name, and she just smiles sadly as she gently shakes her head.
You have one doughnut left, and all ponies other than you, Miss Cheerilee, and the pink braced pony have one and are happily munching away at their unexpected treat.
>What do?
>>496272
Whoops
>>496268
>>496266
>>496270
You give the last doughnut to Miss Cheerilee, who asks if you're sure you don't want it before taking it from you.
"First you bring me an apple out of the goodness of your heart, then you treat the whole class? I don't have words for that kind of generosity, Cobalt." She leans down to whisper, "Here's a hard candy for the one with the braces, you can give it to her so she doesn't feel left out." She places a small wrapped candy in your hoof, "Don't feel like you need to do something like this every day though, okay? Don't want you to burn out after your first week here after all."
Miss Cheerilee giggles, then pats you on the head, "Now take your seat, once everyone is finished we'll get started for the day."
>Give candy to pink pony
>Hold onto it for now
Whoops
>>496268
>>496266
>>496270
You give the last doughnut to Miss Cheerilee, who asks if you're sure you don't want it before taking it from you.
"First you bring me an apple out of the goodness of your heart, then you treat the whole class? I don't have words for that kind of generosity, Cobalt." She leans down to whisper, "Here's a hard candy for the one with the braces, you can give it to her so she doesn't feel left out." She places a small wrapped candy in your hoof, "Don't feel like you need to do something like this every day though, okay? Don't want you to burn out after your first week here after all."
Miss Cheerilee giggles, then pats you on the head, "Now take your seat, once everyone is finished we'll get started for the day."
>Give candy to pink pony
>Hold onto it for now
>>496285
>>496284
>>496287
You head to your seat, before leaning over and putting the hard candy on the braced pink pony's desk.
She lets out a little gasp, then reaches over and hugs you, tiny hooves wrapped around your neck as she whispers, "Thank you!" in your ear.
She lets you go and unwraps her treat, popping it in her mouth before offhandedly mentioning, "Right, my name is Dawn. Sorry for hugging you, I just….couldn't help myself."
Before you can ask her anything else, Miss Cheerilee calls the class to attention and begins her daily lesson.
[1d10]
Roll #1 8 = 8
>>496284
>>496287
You head to your seat, before leaning over and putting the hard candy on the braced pink pony's desk.
She lets out a little gasp, then reaches over and hugs you, tiny hooves wrapped around your neck as she whispers, "Thank you!" in your ear.
She lets you go and unwraps her treat, popping it in her mouth before offhandedly mentioning, "Right, my name is Dawn. Sorry for hugging you, I just….couldn't help myself."
Before you can ask her anything else, Miss Cheerilee calls the class to attention and begins her daily lesson.
[1d10]
Roll #1 8 = 8
>>496290
Despite the sugar wearing off from that shake you drank this morning, you stay awake in class and don't miss anything important.
Recess sounds and most the ponies are out the door once again, this time Brynn getting outside right quick as well. Weird.
Dawn, Scootaloo, Silver Spoon, and Miss Cheerilee remain in the classroom for now.
>Head outside
>Speak with <insert pony name here>
>Other
Despite the sugar wearing off from that shake you drank this morning, you stay awake in class and don't miss anything important.
Recess sounds and most the ponies are out the door once again, this time Brynn getting outside right quick as well. Weird.
Dawn, Scootaloo, Silver Spoon, and Miss Cheerilee remain in the classroom for now.
>Head outside
>Speak with <insert pony name here>
>Other
>>496302
You look around the relatively small classroom. DT is nowhere to be seen.
>>496305
>>496301
You decide to approach Silver Spoon, saying hello when you get close. You startle her a bit, as she was writing a note or something, which she hides in her desk immediately, before responding with a meek, "H-hey, Cobalt."
An awkward silence drifts between the two of you before she pushes her braid back, despite it already being behind her ear, and says, "So, uh, thanks again for the doughnut this morning. It was good, and really nice of you. Especially since, I, uh, wasn't exactly the nicest to you yesterday. Sorry."
#+1 SS point!
>No worries
>Change topic <insert topic here>
>That's all I wanted to hear, let's talk to someone else/go outside
>Yeah, you should be nicer when you first meet somepony. [Awkward]
>Other
You look around the relatively small classroom. DT is nowhere to be seen.
>>496305
>>496301
You decide to approach Silver Spoon, saying hello when you get close. You startle her a bit, as she was writing a note or something, which she hides in her desk immediately, before responding with a meek, "H-hey, Cobalt."
An awkward silence drifts between the two of you before she pushes her braid back, despite it already being behind her ear, and says, "So, uh, thanks again for the doughnut this morning. It was good, and really nice of you. Especially since, I, uh, wasn't exactly the nicest to you yesterday. Sorry."
#+1 SS point!
>No worries
>Change topic <insert topic here>
>That's all I wanted to hear, let's talk to someone else/go outside
>Yeah, you should be nicer when you first meet somepony. [Awkward]
>Other
>>496314
>>496315
>>496317
>>496318
"Don't worry about it," you tell her, easing her a little bit, "So, uh, what do you think of Sugarcube Corner? They made the doughnuts and I hung out there a little this morning. Seems like a nice place."
Silver nods, making her braid bounce a little, "Yeah, it's pretty much THE place to go for sweets and baked goods in town. Nice place to hang out once in a while, unless you don't like Pinkie, but that's a different story."
>Maybe you'd like to hang out together some time? [Spaghetti]
>I think so too. And Pinkie is pretty nice.
>I don't know if it's my kind of place.
>Other.
>>496315
>>496317
>>496318
"Don't worry about it," you tell her, easing her a little bit, "So, uh, what do you think of Sugarcube Corner? They made the doughnuts and I hung out there a little this morning. Seems like a nice place."
Silver nods, making her braid bounce a little, "Yeah, it's pretty much THE place to go for sweets and baked goods in town. Nice place to hang out once in a while, unless you don't like Pinkie, but that's a different story."
>Maybe you'd like to hang out together some time? [Spaghetti]
>I think so too. And Pinkie is pretty nice.
>I don't know if it's my kind of place.
>Other.
>>496325
>>496326
>>496329
>>496331
>>496332
>>496333
#Spaghetti Roll
First 5 rolls of 1d10 taken. 15 or lower makes you break down, spilling that terrible pasta everywhere.
Middle ground means you keep your composure, but you aren't very convincing. No ups or downs to it, it's just flat.
40+ is a convincing tone/body posture/something that makes it more suitable/appealing.
Should you get a perfect 50….well. Do it first then we'll see.
Good luck, gentlemen.
>>496326
>>496329
>>496331
>>496332
>>496333
#Spaghetti Roll
First 5 rolls of 1d10 taken. 15 or lower makes you break down, spilling that terrible pasta everywhere.
Middle ground means you keep your composure, but you aren't very convincing. No ups or downs to it, it's just flat.
40+ is a convincing tone/body posture/something that makes it more suitable/appealing.
Should you get a perfect 50….well. Do it first then we'll see.
Good luck, gentlemen.
>>496355
"So, uh, maybe you'd like to hang out there together some time?" you ask, more than a little nervous as you ask.
Silver Spoon adjusts her glasses, "Are you asking me out on a date, Cobalt?"
#Dire Spaghetti Roll
She's turned the conversation on you, better keep your cool.
Same rules as before, but this time if you score less than a 30 you'll fall back on stammers and not really being able to keep the conversation going.
Might not necessarily be a bad thing, but it sure won't look good.
"So, uh, maybe you'd like to hang out there together some time?" you ask, more than a little nervous as you ask.
Silver Spoon adjusts her glasses, "Are you asking me out on a date, Cobalt?"
#Dire Spaghetti Roll
She's turned the conversation on you, better keep your cool.
Same rules as before, but this time if you score less than a 30 you'll fall back on stammers and not really being able to keep the conversation going.
Might not necessarily be a bad thing, but it sure won't look good.
>>496366
>>496368
>>496369
>>496371
>>496377
>19
>Failure
Your heart races and your cheeks flush; Aw crap.
You try to say something but you can't do more than mouth sounds. Eventually you give up and just sigh, putting your face in your hoof while Silver Spoon laughs near hysterically, nearly falling from her chair.
Eventually she stops, removing her glasses to wipe tears from her eyes, "Oh…oh my, I just…I just…..your face….," she resumes laughing a hearty chuckle before finally calming down.
"You're a funny guy, Cobalt."
"So….is that a yes?" you ask bashfully.
Silver Spoon gets up from her seat, moving beside you before shaking her head gently, still smiling.
"Thank you, but I don't think that's possible right now. Maybe another time."
With that, she heads outside.
You look around the room to see who all saw that, and are relieved to spot only Miss Cheerilee. The others must have left while you were still talking to Silver.
#+1 SS point
#Rejected
-2 on rolls to engage in non group oriented activities for remainder of day
>What do
>>496368
>>496369
>>496371
>>496377
>19
>Failure
Your heart races and your cheeks flush; Aw crap.
You try to say something but you can't do more than mouth sounds. Eventually you give up and just sigh, putting your face in your hoof while Silver Spoon laughs near hysterically, nearly falling from her chair.
Eventually she stops, removing her glasses to wipe tears from her eyes, "Oh…oh my, I just…I just…..your face….," she resumes laughing a hearty chuckle before finally calming down.
"You're a funny guy, Cobalt."
"So….is that a yes?" you ask bashfully.
Silver Spoon gets up from her seat, moving beside you before shaking her head gently, still smiling.
"Thank you, but I don't think that's possible right now. Maybe another time."
With that, she heads outside.
You look around the room to see who all saw that, and are relieved to spot only Miss Cheerilee. The others must have left while you were still talking to Silver.
#+1 SS point
#Rejected
-2 on rolls to engage in non group oriented activities for remainder of day
>What do
>>496396
>>496398
>>496399
>>496401
>>496405
You head outside, head down in disappointment until you feel sunlight on your mane.
You look up, scanning the playground for the CMC, Brynn, Twist….anyone really.
Sweetie and Apple Bloom are playing with hoops, playing around with….Brynn? Several other ponies also participate as well.
Dawn and Twist occupy the swings, which are currently full as there are only two seats.
You can't seem to find Scootaloo. Where could she be?
>Head back inside
>Look for Scootaloo
>Join the group of ponies playing with hoops
>Go wait for your turn on the swings
>Maybe it's better if I just have some time to myself for a bit…
>>496398
>>496399
>>496401
>>496405
You head outside, head down in disappointment until you feel sunlight on your mane.
You look up, scanning the playground for the CMC, Brynn, Twist….anyone really.
Sweetie and Apple Bloom are playing with hoops, playing around with….Brynn? Several other ponies also participate as well.
Dawn and Twist occupy the swings, which are currently full as there are only two seats.
You can't seem to find Scootaloo. Where could she be?
>Head back inside
>Look for Scootaloo
>Join the group of ponies playing with hoops
>Go wait for your turn on the swings
>Maybe it's better if I just have some time to myself for a bit…
>>496412
>>496413
>>496414
>>496415
You head to the large group, winding your way through waiting ponies to Brynn.
"Brynn? What're you doing? I thought you'd be reading your book or something."
He jumps a bit, startled, dropping his hoop, before turning around to face you. He levitates his hoop while saying, "H-hey there Cobalt. I, uh, just, really like playing with the hoops when they're out. It's something I'm kinda okay at that isn't reading, you know?"
He takes a moment to lean forward, "Also that book I was reading got real creepy and freaked me out. I don't really want to read any more of it right now…"
Ah.
With that, he lets the ring go and starts spinning it around his torso again, keeping it near the middle of his body. Good thing it's a smaller hoop or it would've hit the ground on the first spin.
Sweetie and Apple Bloom call out your name simultaneously, all smiles as you look at them spinning their own hoops. That is until Sweetie gets a little too excited and forgets she has a hoop around her, and starts walking forward.
Poor gal trips over her own hoop and careens into Apple Bloom. With a yelp and a loud thud the two hit the ground, hoops and all.
Luckily they and the hoops are only scuffed up and the only thing really damaged might be their pride as the crowd shares a laugh. You can't help but chuckle as well.
>Help Sweetie up
>Help Apple Bloom up
>Let them get up themselves
>Go do something else
>>496413
>>496414
>>496415
You head to the large group, winding your way through waiting ponies to Brynn.
"Brynn? What're you doing? I thought you'd be reading your book or something."
He jumps a bit, startled, dropping his hoop, before turning around to face you. He levitates his hoop while saying, "H-hey there Cobalt. I, uh, just, really like playing with the hoops when they're out. It's something I'm kinda okay at that isn't reading, you know?"
He takes a moment to lean forward, "Also that book I was reading got real creepy and freaked me out. I don't really want to read any more of it right now…"
Ah.
With that, he lets the ring go and starts spinning it around his torso again, keeping it near the middle of his body. Good thing it's a smaller hoop or it would've hit the ground on the first spin.
Sweetie and Apple Bloom call out your name simultaneously, all smiles as you look at them spinning their own hoops. That is until Sweetie gets a little too excited and forgets she has a hoop around her, and starts walking forward.
Poor gal trips over her own hoop and careens into Apple Bloom. With a yelp and a loud thud the two hit the ground, hoops and all.
Luckily they and the hoops are only scuffed up and the only thing really damaged might be their pride as the crowd shares a laugh. You can't help but chuckle as well.
>Help Sweetie up
>Help Apple Bloom up
>Let them get up themselves
>Go do something else
>>496429
>>496433
>>496431
You help Sweetie up while she rubs her head with a hoof, mumbling something before thanking you and standing on her own hooves.
Apple Bloom gets up herself, popping her back in the process before telling Sweetie to watch what she's doing next time.
Sweetie Belle offers you her hoop, "I think I'll take a break after that. Here, do you want to try?"
>Take hoop
>Nah, thanks, give it to someone else
>Are you sure you're okay?
>Check on Apple Bloom [Turn down hoop]
>>496433
>>496431
You help Sweetie up while she rubs her head with a hoof, mumbling something before thanking you and standing on her own hooves.
Apple Bloom gets up herself, popping her back in the process before telling Sweetie to watch what she's doing next time.
Sweetie Belle offers you her hoop, "I think I'll take a break after that. Here, do you want to try?"
>Take hoop
>Nah, thanks, give it to someone else
>Are you sure you're okay?
>Check on Apple Bloom [Turn down hoop]
>>496438
>>496440
>>496441
>>496442
You take the hoop from Sweetie, feeling the need to burn off some nervous energy. And that milkshake.
Sweetie moves back into line with the crowd while Apple Bloom puts the hoop back around herself with a grin, "Need any tips there, Cobalt?"
>Is that a challenge?
>Nah, I got it
>>496440
>>496441
>>496442
You take the hoop from Sweetie, feeling the need to burn off some nervous energy. And that milkshake.
Sweetie moves back into line with the crowd while Apple Bloom puts the hoop back around herself with a grin, "Need any tips there, Cobalt?"
>Is that a challenge?
>Nah, I got it
>>496455
>>496456
>>496458
"No thanks, I got it. I think."
"By the way, are you alright? That fall looked painful."
Apple Bloom grins, "Wasn't nothin' I haven't had happen before, don't worry. I'm tougher than I look."
You eye her skeptically until she starts spinning her hoop properly, looking like she's alright in the process.
Trusting her own judgment you start spinning your own hoop around your body. It's kinda slow at first, and you're a little bigger than some of the others so the hoop feels a bit small, but you manage. It's not really all that challenging.
Recess ends with you still spinning the hoop, but feeling a little better.
Apple Bloom collects the hoops and takes them inside to a storage cabinet with you close behind. The two of you head inside for lunch, and you're happy to spot Scootaloo in the classroom with all the other ponies.
Lunch and the afternoon set of classes pass uneventfully.
Class ends and ponies begin to shuffle their way out the schoolhouse.
You don't recall having any plans this afternoon, a mild stab of something like regret pinging at you when you think of Silver Spoon.
>Talk to Miss Cheerilee
>See if the CMC are still around
>See if Brynn is still around
>See if SS/DT are around
>Just head into town
>Just head home
>>496456
>>496458
"No thanks, I got it. I think."
"By the way, are you alright? That fall looked painful."
Apple Bloom grins, "Wasn't nothin' I haven't had happen before, don't worry. I'm tougher than I look."
You eye her skeptically until she starts spinning her hoop properly, looking like she's alright in the process.
Trusting her own judgment you start spinning your own hoop around your body. It's kinda slow at first, and you're a little bigger than some of the others so the hoop feels a bit small, but you manage. It's not really all that challenging.
Recess ends with you still spinning the hoop, but feeling a little better.
Apple Bloom collects the hoops and takes them inside to a storage cabinet with you close behind. The two of you head inside for lunch, and you're happy to spot Scootaloo in the classroom with all the other ponies.
Lunch and the afternoon set of classes pass uneventfully.
Class ends and ponies begin to shuffle their way out the schoolhouse.
You don't recall having any plans this afternoon, a mild stab of something like regret pinging at you when you think of Silver Spoon.
>Talk to Miss Cheerilee
>See if the CMC are still around
>See if Brynn is still around
>See if SS/DT are around
>Just head into town
>Just head home
>>496472
You decide to see if Brynn is around.
Checking outside, you see him in his usual reading spot at recess, though he has his saddlebag with him this time.
He's reading a book that doesn't look quite like the one he had a couple days ago. It's much thicker and heavier looking than the other one.
He does seem to be reading though. Perhaps it would be best not to interrupt. Then again you haven't talked to him in a couple days other than at recess today.
>Talk to Brynn
>Let him be, and do something else
You decide to see if Brynn is around.
Checking outside, you see him in his usual reading spot at recess, though he has his saddlebag with him this time.
He's reading a book that doesn't look quite like the one he had a couple days ago. It's much thicker and heavier looking than the other one.
He does seem to be reading though. Perhaps it would be best not to interrupt. Then again you haven't talked to him in a couple days other than at recess today.
>Talk to Brynn
>Let him be, and do something else
>>496484
>>496485
>>496487
You tell Brynn about your encounter with Silver Spoon, and halfway into your story he puts the book back in his bag, focusing entirely on what you're telling him. You tell him about how she shot you down, basically, and he visibly cringes as you finish your tale.
He sighs, "Jeeze, Cobalt. I, I don't know what to say. Other than I'm sorry, I mean," he smiles sympathetically, "But hey, at least you can talk to the girls. I can hardly talk to any pony, but especially them. Except for Dawn, she sometimes talks to me. She's pretty nice." He shakes his head, "I digress. I wish I could give some advice with Silver Spoon, but I don't think I'm anywhere near experienced enough for that. At least she said she'd think about it, or something, right?"
True enough.
>Ask about Brynn's reading
>End conversation and go into town
>>496485
>>496487
You tell Brynn about your encounter with Silver Spoon, and halfway into your story he puts the book back in his bag, focusing entirely on what you're telling him. You tell him about how she shot you down, basically, and he visibly cringes as you finish your tale.
He sighs, "Jeeze, Cobalt. I, I don't know what to say. Other than I'm sorry, I mean," he smiles sympathetically, "But hey, at least you can talk to the girls. I can hardly talk to any pony, but especially them. Except for Dawn, she sometimes talks to me. She's pretty nice." He shakes his head, "I digress. I wish I could give some advice with Silver Spoon, but I don't think I'm anywhere near experienced enough for that. At least she said she'd think about it, or something, right?"
True enough.
>Ask about Brynn's reading
>End conversation and go into town
>>496493
>>496495
>>496496
"So, what're you reading?" you ask, pointing to Brynn's saddlebag, "Looked a lot different from the book you were reading a couple days ago."
"Oh, that?" Brynn says, pulling out the heavy looking book, "It's a book I got Twilight to lend me. It's a pony legends/mythical creatures thing she found in the library. And before you ask, no, it's not for games or anything. It's serious."
You ask for an example and he flips the book open, reading from one of the pages.
"Legend 255: The mare who once controlled the everfree. Old lore speaks of a mare who once lived within the Everfree, free from harm of the dangerous forest's denizens. Supposedly, she could control where anything grew or lived, making trees move with but a whisper and sending the animals scattering with a wave of her hoof. One particular adventurer, named Hardsooth, described her after supposedly running into her…."
>Sounds neat
>Kinda dull to me
>I hate to interrupt but I've gotta get going
>>496495
>>496496
"So, what're you reading?" you ask, pointing to Brynn's saddlebag, "Looked a lot different from the book you were reading a couple days ago."
"Oh, that?" Brynn says, pulling out the heavy looking book, "It's a book I got Twilight to lend me. It's a pony legends/mythical creatures thing she found in the library. And before you ask, no, it's not for games or anything. It's serious."
You ask for an example and he flips the book open, reading from one of the pages.
"Legend 255: The mare who once controlled the everfree. Old lore speaks of a mare who once lived within the Everfree, free from harm of the dangerous forest's denizens. Supposedly, she could control where anything grew or lived, making trees move with but a whisper and sending the animals scattering with a wave of her hoof. One particular adventurer, named Hardsooth, described her after supposedly running into her…."
>Sounds neat
>Kinda dull to me
>I hate to interrupt but I've gotta get going
>>496510
>>496511
>>496512
>>496513
Brynn smiles, "I know, right? It's just filled with stories and diagrams and supposed ways to bring some of these ponies/spirits back or talk with them…."
He blushes before shutting the book and putting it away, "Well, I don't know how true any of it is, but it's pretty interesting to me. Mark my words; One of these days I'm gonna try something from it," he swallows hard, "I-if I can work up the courage, anyway."
>I don't think that's such a good idea
>Make sure to invite me along too, sounds fun
>>496511
>>496512
>>496513
Brynn smiles, "I know, right? It's just filled with stories and diagrams and supposed ways to bring some of these ponies/spirits back or talk with them…."
He blushes before shutting the book and putting it away, "Well, I don't know how true any of it is, but it's pretty interesting to me. Mark my words; One of these days I'm gonna try something from it," he swallows hard, "I-if I can work up the courage, anyway."
>I don't think that's such a good idea
>Make sure to invite me along too, sounds fun
>>496516
>>496517
>>496518
"Hah, yeah, well, some of those can only be done at certain times. And according to the calendar in the back it's nowhere near time for the ones I'm really interested in. But I'll make sure to try and tell you about it before I try any of it, okay Cobalt?"
You nod, and the two of you shake hooves that he'll have your assistance should he try any of that crazy stuff.
#Pact with Brynn
Brynn has made a promise: In the event he attempts any weird ritual/magic/whatever stuff, he'll tell you about it first. Don't expect it to happen any time soon though, he's just as nervous about it as you are, if not more so.
The two of you decide to part ways after that, Brynn saying he needs to head home and finish his homework.
You're feeling a little beat yourself. The sun is only just starting to set, but you decide after today's events maybe you should take the easy route and just get your rest. Fun fair is only two days away anyhow. More than one night's sleep would be pretty good.
With that in mind, you head home for the night.
Calling it since everyone seems pooped and I'm starting to peter out myself. I'll give you guys a roll bonus next session for the dull ending. We can also skip that day and go straight to Fun Fair day if you'd like, unless you want to try and squeak out some emergency relationship points for that day.
Anyway, thanks for joining, sorry I wimped out. Have a nice night guys.
>>496517
>>496518
"Hah, yeah, well, some of those can only be done at certain times. And according to the calendar in the back it's nowhere near time for the ones I'm really interested in. But I'll make sure to try and tell you about it before I try any of it, okay Cobalt?"
You nod, and the two of you shake hooves that he'll have your assistance should he try any of that crazy stuff.
#Pact with Brynn
Brynn has made a promise: In the event he attempts any weird ritual/magic/whatever stuff, he'll tell you about it first. Don't expect it to happen any time soon though, he's just as nervous about it as you are, if not more so.
The two of you decide to part ways after that, Brynn saying he needs to head home and finish his homework.
You're feeling a little beat yourself. The sun is only just starting to set, but you decide after today's events maybe you should take the easy route and just get your rest. Fun fair is only two days away anyhow. More than one night's sleep would be pretty good.
With that in mind, you head home for the night.
Calling it since everyone seems pooped and I'm starting to peter out myself. I'll give you guys a roll bonus next session for the dull ending. We can also skip that day and go straight to Fun Fair day if you'd like, unless you want to try and squeak out some emergency relationship points for that day.
Anyway, thanks for joining, sorry I wimped out. Have a nice night guys.
>>496525
>>496524
No problem. I just feel bad leaving you guys with such talk heavy stuff.
I guess that's the start of things for ya though. And relationship building.
Anyway, thanks again for joining everyone. And as always I'm always down for some critique/suggestions. The quest is there for your guys enjoyment after all.
>>496524
No problem. I just feel bad leaving you guys with such talk heavy stuff.
I guess that's the start of things for ya though. And relationship building.
Anyway, thanks again for joining everyone. And as always I'm always down for some critique/suggestions. The quest is there for your guys enjoyment after all.
