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LAST TIME
A chance discovery in Lyra's room led to one of the butlers informing Lord Travis of Lyra's mysterious pregnancy, and one of the maids held onto her AEIOU papers to keep the secret safe. After Anon retrieved them, he found himself facing down Lyra and her parents, alongside a very confused Bonbon...

AND NOW
Lyra called for everyone to go inside, and now you sit with a cup of hot tea and cider. Nothing has been said thus far, though the way Lord Travis is glowering makes you glad there's some furniture between you and him.

"Well, I suppose we start with this. Can you tell us what this is, Heartstrings?" Lyra's father slides the AEIOU documents across the coffee table for her to read. You note his use of her birth name, but the tone he delivers it with seems far less angry than you'd expect. Injured, even.

"This is from the AEIOU. They're test results and a letter of invitation to a research program." Lyra speaks calmly. She's likely had a lifetime of being grilled like this. "It was blood work. For pregnancy. Positive."

"Could you please explain to me how you conceived?"

Lyra falls silent. Bonbon looks on, mortified. You could try joining the conversation now to support Lyra, or hold your peace.
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>>3370896
How do we answer this without sounding like a smartass?
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>>3370896
Uh, what exactly would we say here? Don't want to leave her hanging, but it's pretty obvious "how" she conceived.

"It was me, obviously." ...
"Magic motherfuckkas!"...
"SHE TOOK ADVANTAGE OF MY POOR PENIS!"...
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>>3370935
Raise our hand, hand our head in shame. There's no way to come out of this unscathed.
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>>3370896
Be blunt I guess? No use hiding it anymore.
"It was me."
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>>3370896
"It just sort of happened."
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Seeing Lyra struggle with her words, you raise your hand and look Lyra's parents in the eyes (or try to, I mean, there's two of them, come on).

"What is it, Anon?"

"It was me." There's a sort of blankness in their stares as they try to process the information. You can't bear to even imagine what Bonbon is going through right now. "It... just sort of happened."

"These things don't just happen." Lady Travis finally shows some decorum, though you can hear a rising fire in her words. "How exactly did she come to carry your child? And don't say it was magic, that doesn't work. You're not even a pony! Darling, did he take advantage of you?"

"What? Mom, no, I—"

The very notion is enough to have Lord Travis rise from his seat, looming over the table. "What do you mean, no? How else would this happen?"

"No means no! I just... I'm sorry." Lyra must be regretting sitting between you and Bonbon. She can't bear to look at either of you right now, much less her parents.

"Sorry for what?"
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>>3371186
"Our daddy taught us not to be ashamed of our pones.."

Well, we're off to a great start here. Not sure what to do next. Seems like we're just escalating the situation.
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>>3371186
"She came to me one night. I agreed because I thought it would help curb her human obsession. It ended up sparking a relationship instead."
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>>3371229
This

>>3371220
>"Our daddy taught us not to be ashamed of our pones.."
pffff
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>>3371304
Yeah, it was kind of a reflex posting when I saw "Sorry for what?"

>>3371229
Thirding this. Seems the best option, even though it's putting it mostly on Lyra. Hopefully she'll understand.
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>>3371229
This, but omit the last bit.
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>>3371476
Yeah, now that I think about it, probably best to leave "relationship" out of this.
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You cut in again, trying to take the pressure off Lyra. "I thought it would curb her obsession with humans. I didn't know this would happen."

You feel yourself rise from the couch. Lord Travis has you by the shirt in a telekinetic grip.

Three rolls to escape.
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>>3371476
>>3371496
Good point.
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>>3371532
Rolling
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>>3371532
>not including the "she came to me" part
I see how this is.
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>>3371532
Fuck everything.

Rolling.
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>>3371566
I wasn't sure if you >>3371419 wanted to heighten Lyra's culpability and made a call. Herp.

Also, third roll? No?
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>>3371532
turd rool.
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>>3371666
>satan trips
OH LAWD
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>>3371675
SURELY THIS LOCKS US IN TO THE BEST END
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>>3371651
see
>>3371566
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>>3371666
this is either really good or really bad
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>>3371651
I wasn't >>3371566 and I didn't want to put more on Lyra than we have to, but others may not share my opinion. Let's just play this out.

>>3371666
Oh my
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>>3371749
We ended up sounding like some douche that took advantage of her human fetish.
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>>3371788
Welp.

Sorry. Honestly, I figured the 'she came to me' would be left in regardless of my comment. Guess I should choose my words a little more carefully.
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>>3371548 >>3371566 >>3371640
8 + 6 + 10 = 24 v DC 20
You grab your own shirt and pull it down, breaking the grip. You're on your feet now, but Lord Travis is no less angry.

"After everything she did for you, giving you a home and becoming your friend, you took advantage of her!" The dark stallion stomps around the table and now looms over you. His horn glows with some unknown spellpower. "There are no laws for this, but there will be justice."

A teal bolt strikes his horn from the side, dispelling whatever he had prepared. "Dad, no!"
"Heartstrings—"
"I said no! Stop it!" She interposes herself between you and her father. "It was my idea to begin with! I... I'm in love with him. I love him! Please don't hurt him."
"What? That's insane." Her mother looks at Bonbon. "Bonbon, where are you going?"

Bonbon has already left the couch and is slinking around the edge of the room towards the hallway. Lyra panicks and tries to chase after her, but Bonbon picks up her pace. You can hear Lyra calling for her as they gallop through the estate.

Lord Travis steps in front of you, but doesn't try to assault you again. "Don't go to them. You've done enough damage."
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>>3371955
"You don't think I know that? Do you think this has been easy?"
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>>3371955
Well, we survived that at least. Should we say 'fuck you' and try to go after them, or let the mares talk alone?

Staying here with the parents is going to just get progressively awkward, and possibly violent.
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>>3372031
Let them talk.
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>>3372031
I'm conflicted on this. They probably do need time alone but fuck if we wanna stay here
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>>3371955
>>3371955
"theres no damage left to be done. you dont know helf of what ive been through trying to make things right. nothing i do at this point can make things any worse than they are now. get out of my way or i just might find a way to make things even worse."

nut up or shut up. we gotta catch up to lyra, now.
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>>3372177
Ballsy anon, I like you
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>>3372177
The fuck is wrong with your brain?
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>>3372280
Love makes a man do crazy things.

And the three of us need to talk about this, together.

Plus if we're lucky a stunt like that might actually earn us some respect from dear old dad.
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>>3372365
Then at least drop the threat out of it.
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>>3372403
The idea was to instill in him that we got lyra preganant and we're not going to let anything, including her father, stop us from taking responisbility for it, and he can either respect that and get out of our way, or get tossed to the side of the road.

That said the treat itself is a tad dark.
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"You don't think I know that? With all due respect, sir, I'm doing everything I can to make things right. The very least I can do is be there for her, and for my child. Now, if you'll excuse me."

You calmly brush past Lord Travis, your heart threatening to leap out of your throat, knees weak, palms sweaty. You hear Lady Travis discouraging her husband from continuing after you, but at this point your brain is feverish in its focus.

Bonbon and Lyra are in Lyra's room. Bonbon is packing her things into her bag while Lyra desperately tries to take them out at a faster pace. Bonbon seems very resigned, stubbornly folding and neatly packing her clothes away even as Lyra haphazardly throws them out with her horn magic.

"Please, just listen to me!"
"I'm not leaving, just going back to Ponyville early."
"Stay with me. Let's talk about this."
"Lyra, I don't want to make a fuss. Just let me do this and it will all be a lot easier."
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>>3372668
"If it's a choice between me or you I want you to be with her. You deserve her more than me. All I ask is that you don't keep me away from my child."
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>>3372668
Listen

Listen to what i have to say

This is possibly the most important thing that has to be done here. We cannot continue without doing this.

KNOCK.
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>>3372737
No nononononono
I thought goal was to make Lyra 100% ours
Anything less will feel like we failed
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>>3372737
no.
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>>3372799
We want her to be happy.
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>>3372742
This.

Any way that final karma jolt might help us?
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>>3372668
Stand in the doorway. Say nothing. When bonbon tells us to move, say "You know I can't do that. We have to talk."
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>>3372799
No, our goal was to get them both without destroying the relationshio.

Then the kid came along.

Fuck the both of them, and fuck us. Whats important now is the kid.

Before we can even say anything, we need to see Bonbons and Lyra's reaction to us knocking after the news has been dropped.

So lets hold off on big ultamatums and shit (we shouldnt be making such statements for at least a day or two anyway, give the girl some fucking space, think about what she just found out about for fuck's sake) and focus on damage control.
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>>3372742
>>3372869
Oh right, we should knock on the door shouldn't we?
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for some reason I dont think we have more than three anons in on this
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>>3372995
I think there's 4 of us tonight.
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>>3372995
>>3373039
Four sounds about right.
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>>3372995
I'm just watching, sorry. Too busy to properly participate.
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>>3372995
Nothing new. Though I'm sure one or two more respond on and off (some of these parts are hard to think up responses for) and maybe a few lurk
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>>3372995
I'm playing.
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Sorry, knife got into my finger. Response up soon.
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>>3373246
>knife

ouch.
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The sound of their arguing gives you pause. Probably best not to barge in, so you knock. They stop talking, and you help yourself in past the half-open door.

"I'm sorry." You apologize for the intrusion, though the new weight of such words dawns on you as you step into the room. "Are you... packing?"
"I'm just going back to Ponyville to tie up some loose ends. I'll be out of your hair before you know it."
"So you are leaving. Bonbon, that's stupid."
"No, what's stupid is me thinking I could make this work! Just... just let me go. It'll all be for the better."
"Bonbon, listen to me, you can stay. You have to stay. I want you to stay, I still love you, and I always will, and I'm sorry for everything, I'm sorry I broke your trust."
"You broke my LIFE. My dreams, my everything, you just set me up for this and I'm an absolute idiot for believing you."

At this point, Bonbon has stopped folding her things and is just stuffing everything into the luggage, occasionally wiping away tears in her eyes and pushing Lyra off of her.
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>>3373463
Now we go with >>3372737.
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>>3373482
Agreed. Seconding.
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>>3373463
"Bonbon stop. Yes, I made a mistake. Yes, Lyra made a mistake. A huge mistake. But you're about to make one, too. Please, if nothing else, at least take some time to really think about this before you up and leave. I know this is a huge pill to swallow, and I can't even begin to tell you how sorry I am for all of this happening. Lyra needs you now more than ever. She needs all of us. She's in a position nobody in this world or mine has ever found themselves in, and the coming months are going to be incredibly hard, for her and for all of us. Please. just think about it before you decide to go. If you do, I won't stop you. But promise me you'll think about it first."
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>>3373562
Supporting this one
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>>3373562
Actually, yeah, I think this is better than >>3372737. Cancel >>3373502
Go with this one.
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"Bonbon, stop." You approach carefully. She's leaning over her suitcase and fighting the urge to break down into a sobbing, heaving mess. "I know I made a mistake. Lyra made a mistake... It was a huge mistake. But you leaving would be another mistake. Please think about this, I know it's hard, but Lyra needs you now more than ever, she needs all of us. She's going through something no one in this world or mine ever has. The months ahead are going to be hard, and none of us know what to expect. If you want to leave, I won't stop you, but please think about it."

Bonbon slumps over into her luggage, stuffing her face into her clothes to muffle her frustrated scream. It trails off into broken sobs, and Lyra embraces her.

"I just wanted a normal fucking life. I wanted—I wanted our foal to have two mommies, not two mommies and some naked monkey fucktoy!" Bonbon upends her luggage, sending clothes and things everywhere before falling against Lyra again. "How could I have been so selfish."

Lyra just holds Bonbon close, gently rocking. She tentatively beckons you over.
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haha time for horse drama
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>>3374184
Tentatively approach without a word.
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>>3374184
Approach. Say nothing
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>>3374184
tentatively approach
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type faster fook i have work in the morning
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You carefully approach without saying anything, and Lyra gently magicks you down to your knees to join them in a group hug. You make sure to embrace both Lyra and Bonbon. Nothing is said for a while until Lyra pulls each of you into a kiss and, holding each of you up to face her, she whispers, "I love you."

There is another moment of silence and wiping away of tears.

"How are mom and dad?" Bonbon clears her throat and looks at you. "You should probably tell them what's going on."
"You're not leaving?"
"Of course not. I'm not kissing him, though." The earth pony forces a laugh.
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>>3374505
"I'm just surprised you're not trying to trample my windpipe. Can't say I'd blame you if you did." Force a bit of a laugh.
"Don't know how they're taking it. Travis tried to stop me going after you, but I kinda forced my way past him."
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>>3374505
Let's give a very relieved laugh.
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>>3374505
Laugh. That was genuinely funny.

Admit you have no idea how they're taking it other than that Lyra's dad is some form of "mad as hell," seeing as you more or less told him he could get out of the way or get moved out of the way.

Hopefully he's cooled down a bit and hopefully we earned some respect. We seem to be running on nothing but hope at this point though.

Also congrats to everyone for getting through this much without using the karma jolt.
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>>3374505
Group laugh as camera pulls back. Anime ending unlocked.
But seriously chuckle. We're probably through the hardest part.
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>>3374505
A laugh and "Thank you" should suffice. We should reconvene with Lord and Lady Travis since Bonbon is, at the least, going to listen to us now.
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>>3374660
I dunno man...
You're assuming that her parents aren't completely furious. For all we know they might try and have us jailed.
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>>3374660
>hardest part
>of heretical hybrid spawn

you funny man
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>>3374771
>implying adorable half pone kid won't come out perfectly fine and lead a normal life
nigga she probably won't
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alright its getting just too late

i hate to do it but i have to go

just

try and show her dad you can be a fucking man and take care of shit (remember you've been a NEET the whole time you've been in equestria, you've got some proving to do) and hopefully her mom will be just a bit more concerned about how Lyra is feeling through all this and we wont have to worry about her too much, or will just have to convince her to focus on Lyra

bonbon seems to be taking it fairly well, but go for every possible opportunity for brownie points with her, we still have a chance at best end

stay the fuck away from downtown

also read the fucking card the AEIOU guys gave you already FFS
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You laugh along with Bonbon, a genuine one. The thought of it is still ridiculous to you and you silently wonder why you ever entertained it.

After the three of you have had a moment to calm down and clean up a bit, you all go downstairs together to give Lyra's parents the news. They take it rather well; Lord Travis remains seated while Lady Travis approaches you.

"So what is your plan, then?"
"Plan? We're just, uh... gonna take care of Lyra and the baby, when that comes along."
"I mean your... relationship. We trust you're all mature, consenting adults, and it's likely none of our business but we still can't help but wonder. I already had bridal bridles picked out..."
"Mom, I'm not gonna fit into anything in a month's time."
"Oh, right, we should be getting you maternity clothes!" Lyra's mother has to curb her enthusiasm when she hears her husband clear his throat. "Ah, right. Well, I also want to tell you that we—your father and I—will give you our full support. Also, Anon, if you would please step forward a moment."

"Yes, ma'am?"
"Please, call me Ember." She laughs and takes off her hat. You realize she's an earth pony herself. Now you really have no idea how that hat stays on. "Anyways, I wanted to apologize for my husband's behavior. I had a little chat with him and we've come to an agreement, and he won't try to hit you again."
"Oh, um... goody?"
"I will."

Take it on the chin or...?
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>>3374928
We kinda deserve it. Take it.
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>>3374928
Take the blow, god knows we've had it coming.
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>>3374928
We ain't had any consequences that directly affected us yet. Chest out, chin up, old boy.

manage not to flinch and we might impress Daddy Dearest.

also tell them the relationship thing is mostly up to BonBon, but seeing as the news only just now got dropped, we've decided to take a few days to figure that out, but regardless of what we decide to do in that department everyone is going to stay and support Lyra as best we can.
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>>3374928
On the chin.
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>>3374928
We can do this one. Brace for impact
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>>3374928
Take it. No doubt.
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>>3374928
Take it where ever. We deserve at least that much.
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>>3374908
>also read the fucking card the AEIOU guys gave you already FFS


can we do this at the next possible opportunity please
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"Fair enough." You take a deep breath and brace yourself. She hikes her skirt up a bit, turns around, and bucks.

"MOM, NOT HIS—"
"Oh my goodness, my aim isn't what it used to be. Are you alright?"
"Well, there go my hopes of getting more grandkids..."

Everything goes dark as you cradle your groin.

[to be concluded]
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>>3375084
fucking ouch.
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>>3375084
to be fair we weren't planning on using those again anyway
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>>3375084
FFFFFF
Oh god dayumn.
Talk about irony.
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>>3375084
Not cool.
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>>3375084
hahaha probably deserved it
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>>3375084
Ow! Bucked in the balls... Well, we asked for it.
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>>3375084
A little ice and we'll be up and making hellspawn in no time.
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great quest.

It did however fail on one key aspect;
A waifuquest is supposed to cause >feels.
This had none.
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>>3375214
to be fair this one was mostly releif and accomplishment, with a bit of hope sprinkled on top

were you not here last time

I''d never felt so completely hopeless or trapped in my life
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You reach in through the doorway to turn off the lights.

"She's so precious." Bonbon whispers to you from the other side of the doorframe, the two of you watching Lyra and your infant daughter sleeping together. "I'd feel bad about waking them up to move out of your bed."
"It's fine, I can take the couch again tonight." You walk past Bonbon, but she pulls you away by the sleeve.
"Actually, you could share my bed. Just this once."
"You sure?"
"Hey, it was built for two, I need something to keep the other half warm. I roll around in my sleep."
"Ahaha. Alright." This is the first time you'd get to spend any significant amount of time in Lyra and Bonbon's room, apart from lifting the heavy furniture when you all moved in. You and Bonbon settle into opposited sides of the large mattress.

"Good night, Bonbon."
"Sweet dreams, Anon."

...

You wake up in the middle of the night to find yourself turned around in the bed. Bonbon isn't on her pillow.

You feel a breeze in your boxers.

[QUEST END]
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>>3375251
>Bonbon isn't on her pillow.

>You feel a breeze in your boxers.

OH YOU!
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>>3375251
That was nice. The ending being a Deus Ex Machina was a little too obvious, but it was nice.
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>>3375251
HAHA BEST END
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>>3375214
I didn't see it exactly as a waifu quest. I mean we started off with the waifu in the first place.

>>3375251
Good end
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>>3375251
Ahahahahaha. Perfect end.

So was it a half-pone/half-human hellspawn, full pone or full human?
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SO WHAT THE FUCK DOES IT LOOK LIKE
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>>3375251
Fook you better deliver a Bonus Scene for this! I'm serious.
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Haha, thanks and you're welcome, all.

I also imagined the hellspawn to be fawn-like, with pony features, tail and hindlegs. It wasn't really important to the quest so I didn't dwell on it til recently.

Feedback and more in the live thread. GG