((My entry for the Shipping Contest Dusk and CD’s mod is holding. I’m hoping I’m doing this right. Featuring CDxSkunk I got bored and did it in Binary..and then slapped in a bunch of Cameos. for the heck of it))

Sometimes Skunk often would question how his sudden little obsession even put up with him. CD was a stuffy prudish thing, with a matching accent to boot. The alpaca could only gather it was luck or some sort of charm he might have that kept the pony from knocking him across the face, then ditching him all together. Whatever the reason that kept CD from terminating what every kind of relationship they had; Skunk didn’t mind.It was cute watching his face blush as red as his own hair. Seeing his cheeks puff up and his lip pooch out when he got got ticked off. He was everything Skunk wasn’t. Pleasent to be around, polite, artist. that might explain just why he enjoyed being around the pony so much. He was a great guy, but any notion of actually telling him never occured to the alpaca. He felt his feelings were pretty obvious with how he constantly flirted. Even if it only made it sound like he wanted CD’s cute little ass in bed.Such was the curse of being Skunk. He wasn’t very smart and very thick headed and set in his ways. Why he wooed many of people in the same way. Others found it cute. After all he hardly meant of a lick of it. He just enjoyed the flirting banter he often got.CD didn’t join him on this. Often just rolling his eyes, groaning in disgust or flat out ignoring him.It made things interesting, and often perplexing at the same time.Skunk sat across from the pony, both of them sitting at a little cafe. He wondered to himself just how the hell they had even gotten there. His only thought was he was probably just stalking after the pony talking his ear off; then welcomed himself at the table without asking. It seemed about right with the face he was getting from him. Now with their drinks set in front of them, he started to wonder….What should he talk about? Maybe ask CD of his hobbies? Perhaps about his cutie mark? Those were special to ponies right? Or maybe compliment on how well kept he was. Skunk enjoyed being well dressed himself, it was probably one of the only things the two had in common. Keeping his gaze on CD as he sipped what Skunk could only guess was tea, he started to ponder more. Only to get the attention of the pony."What are you looking at?"Skunk froze then grinned “Only the finest little earth pony my eyes had ever seen.” He answered with a wink.CD blushed, and quickly rolled his eyes before walking off.Well fuck, He could have sworn that would have worked.

((My entry for the Shipping Contest Dusk and CD’s mod is holding. I’m hoping I’m doing this right. Featuring CDxSkunk I got bored and did it in Binary..and then slapped in a bunch of Cameos. for the heck of it))

Sometimes Skunk often would question how his sudden little obsession even put up with him.
CD was a stuffy prudish thing, with a matching accent to boot. The alpaca could only gather it was luck or some sort of charm he might have that kept the pony from knocking him across the face, then ditching him all together.
Whatever the reason that kept CD from terminating what every kind of relationship they had; Skunk didn’t mind.
It was cute watching his face blush as red as his own hair. Seeing his cheeks puff up and his lip pooch out when he got got ticked off. He was everything Skunk wasn’t. Pleasent to be around, polite, artist.
that might explain just why he enjoyed being around the pony so much. He was a great guy, but any notion of actually telling him never occured to the alpaca. He felt his feelings were pretty obvious with how he constantly flirted. Even if it only made it sound like he wanted CD’s cute little ass in bed.
Such was the curse of being Skunk. He wasn’t very smart and very thick headed and set in his ways. Why he wooed many of people in the same way. Others found it cute. After all he hardly meant of a lick of it. He just enjoyed the flirting banter he often got.
CD didn’t join him on this. Often just rolling his eyes, groaning in disgust or flat out ignoring him.
It made things interesting, and often perplexing at the same time.
Skunk sat across from the pony, both of them sitting at a little cafe. He wondered to himself just how the hell they had even gotten there. His only thought was he was probably just stalking after the pony talking his ear off; then welcomed himself at the table without asking. It seemed about right with the face he was getting from him. Now with their drinks set in front of them, he started to wonder….What should he talk about? Maybe ask CD of his hobbies? Perhaps about his cutie mark? Those were special to ponies right? Or maybe compliment on how well kept he was. Skunk enjoyed being well dressed himself, it was probably one of the only things the two had in common. Keeping his gaze on CD as he sipped what Skunk could only guess was tea, he started to ponder more. Only to get the attention of the pony.
"What are you looking at?"
Skunk froze then grinned “Only the finest little earth pony my eyes had ever seen.” He answered with a wink.
CD blushed, and quickly rolled his eyes before walking off.

Well fuck, He could have sworn that would have worked.

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    Fsdajnfsjnugasi this is so spot on and and omg I love everything about this entry ;;u;; And jsdnaflkj do you even...
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    DO I SEE A PURPLE PONY WITH A SPIDER ON HIS FLANK IN THE BACKGROUND?! Arghhfghdyissyissyiss! I SHIP THESE TWO SO HARD.