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// “Hey, Bunny, you’re my favorite mare…” 
// Story: Frag/ment/ed 
// by Dashie04 
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They always called me a mare.

Flirtatious or affirming. I’ve seen both sent.


”Bunny, you’re the cutest mare I know <3.”


”You’re a mare and don’t let anypony convince you otherwise.”



Every time it was said, I felt cute again. Like I wasn’t pretending.

I’ve read over them multiple times. Something to add to my fuel of caffeine and alcohol.

Feeling cute…

It’s what I wanted… right? But it was impossible.


”…What’s the flavor today?”


…Could I say mare? It felt right… but, what if that was pretend too?

I put on my clothes, attempting to distract my mind.