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>Be Anon.
>Of course.
>You wake up and go to put your robe on, only it isn't hanging where you left it.
>Neither is your hoodie, for that matter.
>Your pants also appear to be missing in action.
>You wander from your bedroom towards the kitchen, wondering if it's time to do laundry.
>A snoring sound from your couch attracts your attention.
/Oh, there are my clothes, in a pile on the couch./
/Wait a minute, I don't own anything that shade of blue./
>A closer inspection reveals a rainbow mane and tail, nestled comfortably in a pile of your clothing on the couch.
"Rainbow."
>She continues to snore.
"Rainbow. Dash."
>"Sknggkxx... fivemoreminutes."
"Wake up!'
>"Huh? What? I'm awake... oh, it's you! Good morning lover!"
>Wat...
"Don't just decide such things all by yourself."
>"I didn't," she says, sitting up in the pile of your clothes and stretching her wings, "you helped."
>Double wat...
"And when did this alleged help occur?"
>The blue pegasus leans over to you, wrapping one wing around you and nuzzling your bare chest.
>"Let night, at the bar, lover. You liked my dancing."
"And you construed that as an invitation to move in?"
>"Of course! It was a mating dance! C'mon, Anon, how thick can you be?"
>She tilts up her head and gives you a sleepy kiss.
>"Why don't you go make us some breakfast, huh? I got Zs to catch."
"What are you doing with my clothes?"
>"Nesting. I would have come into your room, but I couldn't work the door."
>A security measure against Fluttershy.
"Rainbow, I said you had nice moves, not come to my house and build a nest."
>"That's what a mating dance is for, lover. Go make us some breakfast, already. We're going to need our energy later."
>You dread the answer, but you ask the question anyhow.
"What for?"
>"For the mating part," she responds, nestling down into her pile again.
"Right."
>And off you stomp.
>You're going to need a hose, a broom, and some protective clothing.
>Whatever this is, you're putting an end to it.