>>33634130>You could already feel the blush spreading across your scrunching muzzle.
“A-Anon you big jerk!” you said, flying up and trying to hit him in the chest.>He batted away your hooves and eventually grabbed you.>Anon deftly turned you around, pressing your wings to his chest to prevent you from flapping, and wrapped his arms around your barrel, pinning your hooves to your sides.
“Argh, Anon! Let me go so I can hit you!”>”You’re not making a very compelling argument here, Dashy,” he said with a smirk.
“Come on! Just one good punch. You totally deserve it, you big doofus!”>“Hey, who you calling a doofus, doofus. You’re the one who fell for it.”
“Well yeah, but you don’t gotta be such a smug, butt-head about it!”>Anon laughed, a strangely musical sound when mixed with the gentle wind.>You don’t really know why, but something about the way it sounded eased the embarrassment just a bit.>“Alright, alright I gotcha,” he said. “I’m sorry, I’ll try not to be such a butt-head. You just looked so cute and nervous all of a sudden. I couldn’t help it.”>You stilled.>Cute?>Was he teasing you?>He had to be…
“W-Well… whatever, fine. Just put me down already.”>”You going to behave?”
“Anon, I’m not a yearling!”>”No, but you’re fussy like one.”
“ANON!”>”Alright, alright, I’m sorry, jeeze.”>He let you go and you glided back to your spot next to him, giving him a glare as you went about fixing your ruffled wings.>Stupid, Anon.>He was cute but he could be a real butt.>Anon just shook his head, ruffled your mane, then sat back down on his towel, crossing his legs.>“So, something happen at the fair?”>You snorted.
”Wouldn’t you like to know...”