SVTFOE (SkyXAnon) Chapter 3: The Eagle Has Landed

>Well, this was it, only a couple more hours until your blind date with the sister of a magical princess from another dimension. You guess your parents would be proud. Dating a royal blooded girl from some other world? I mean c’mon. That’s gotta count for something. You wonder if you should have just let Star take care of this problem on her own. But... you couldn’t help but feel bad for her. Even if she’s almost always the cause of her own problems, you see a lot of yourself in her. You really want to help her, even if sometimes, it’s kinda funny to watch her suffer from her own stupidity. It's that same bubbly, dumb nature about her that drives you absolutely nuts. But, there’s something about her that you can’t shake from your mind... It almost feels like you miss her again. Like she’s been gone for days instead of hours. Every time you think about her you run into a wall of contradictions. Why is she so annoying, but so damn cute? Why is she so crazy, but also so adorable at the same time? Why is she so perf-
>*Knock knock knock*
>”Hey Anon? You asleep again?”
>*Knock knock knock knock*
>Shit. Its Star. You do your best to not make a sound, wondering if you should play it off and get some more personal time before your big date.
>”Annnoonnnn…do you have to do this every time? Quit ignoring me! Please?”
>The part of you that wants to hide away dies in an instant. Your computer chair groans in protest as you make your way over to the door. You reach your hand out and pause as you rest it on the doorknob.
Yes, Anon speaking. May I help you ma’am?
>You linger by the door, listening intently for any movement or action on the other side.
>”Look Anon, I just wanted to ask you a favor ok?”
A favor? Really?
>”Ughh, can you please unlock the door already?”
Wait, you’re actually politely asking to come in this time? To what do I owe this honor?
>”Anon!! Cmo-”
>You flick the door open quickly to startle her, but what’s standing there, glaring back at you, startles you instead.
>In front of you was Star Butterfly in the most attractive form you’ve ever seen. Her hair seemed to float atop of her head in a perfectly styled bun with two strands of loose hair accentuating each side. Her pretty blonde bangs still covered part of her eyes...like they always did. And she had on her trademark devil headband... like she always did. But, the look of her face alone seemed to drive some unknown fear into your heart. You try to avert your eyes, but you feel yourself unable to look away. She was absolutely stunning. Your eyes reluctantly travel downward, and you take notice that she’s wearing a dress clasped only on one side. Her smooth, nude shoulder brings up yet more powerful feelings from somewhere deep inside you. You can feel your jaw dropping but you can’t even fathom how to close it. Her dress was elegant and simple, two different shades of pink with hearts that matched the ones on her cheeks. She wore skin tight elbow gloves and white and pink boots that ironically, gave you copious amounts of butterflies in your stomach. She was beautiful. There was no other way to put it. Absolutely beautiful.
>”So what do you think Anon?”
Staaa…
>You can’t think straight. This can’t be happening. All you can see is her two little blonde locks trailing down each side of her face. Her pink, supple lips...inviting you in. Those icy blue eyes staring deep into your soul.
>”Is this too much for a night out dancing?”
>Ohh man. This isn’t good. This isn’t good at all. Your feelings come crashing down onto you like a tidal wave. You want her. You have to have her. You know it's wrong, you know you shouldn't, but the look of her, the smell of her… she was so tantalizing. You wanted to bite into her like a succulent peach. Mmm, so fragrant, and you know her nectar would taste ever so sweet. Mmmm. Sstaaarrrr...
>”Do you think Oskar will like it?”
Uhhhhhhhhh…
>Star arches her eyebrow and peers at you like you’ve grown an extra head.
>”What Anon? Something's wrong?”
>Damn it, you’re blowing it. She’s got you figured as a complete creep now! NO! You’re not a creep! No way! She’ll probably run and tell Marco and Marco will tell his parents and then you’ll be homeless and-
>Star moves forward into room, shutting the door behind her. Her perfumed scent wafts through the room from her long flowing hair. Its flowery and light with just enough scent to not overpower her natural one. She smells so sweet and pleasant, so girly yet so...Star. You feel as if you could pick her out by just scent alone. Your mind begins to drift as her calming scent assaults your senses. Thoughts of you kissing her neck and taking in the gentle, feminine aroma of her skin invade your mind. You wonder if she could hear your heart beating, because you sure did. You can feel it thumping in your ears. Your mind drifts to thoughts of peeling off every last bit of that dress...throwing her on your bed in a fit of passion...Kissing and caressing every inch of her soft, slim, nubile little body. ohhh ffffuuuuccckkk.
>As if things couldn’t get any worse, Star steps closer to you and places her hand on your face. She looks at you with concerned eyes. She uses her thumb to softly caress your jawline. You can barely hold it together. You’re sure you’re quaking in her hand right now. It’s taking more willpower than you thought you even HAD to not to kiss her right here and now.
>”Hey, you feelin ok, Anon? You look...disturbed.”
>OH GOD! SHE CAN SEE IT ON YOUR FACE! SHE KNOWS YOU WANT HER. SHE’S GONNA TELL MARCO AND ANGIE AND OH GOD!!!! SAY SOMETHING! QUICK!
Uh! No! I’m completely fine Star, just uhm.. Getting ready for that date with your sister, you know. Yea yea yea, you look good.
>You open your poor door and almost throw it off its hinges as you hurriedly nudge and push Star out of your room.
I’m sure OStar will love it!
>”Wait, Anon, what are you-”
ALRIGHTY THEN! Have alot of fun tonight ok so please leave my room now I’ve gotta get ready and stuff I’d greatly appreciate it if you would vacate the premises ok thanks again have fun with Omar Star, BYE!
*SLAM*
>Phew. Another few minutes of that and you would have been a...let's not even go there. You can still feel a shameful chub in your pants stabbing at your jeans and at your very heart. Damn that girl. She really is the devil. And she looks the part too. You knew she was an attractive girl, at least for her age, but god DAMN. Seeing her like that, her beauty somehow transcended it. All you saw was a beautiful woman, one you could lavish with loving attention. A gorgeous little princess who was far from innocent and all you seemed to be searching for. You forget she ever even annoyed you, even for a sliver, all of that vanished the second you saw her in that dress. All you can think about her now is tainted by dirty lust. Everything about her then sent a bolt of total fear and apprehension into your head...both of them. Just being around her when she was dressed like that was dangerous. You’d have to be more careful in the future.
>You still hear Star lingering from the other side of the door.
>”Uhh.. Alright, Anon, thanks for the help I guess. I’m gonna head out on my date now! Yea. So, Sky should be here about any moment now. Probably like, really soon and stuff. Well then, I’m gonna go on my date then...With Oskar Greyson. For like, at least the whole night or maybe more soooo...Yea, bye!”
>Shit, you forgot about SKY! You’re only minutes or so away from meeting the fabled older sister of Star Butterfly, and you’re not even remotely ready yet.
>Should you wear pants? Shorts? What if you start sweating? What if it cools down later, should you take a sweatshirt? Would you look too much like Marco? What if you and Sky were caught out together and you got mistaken for a token Mexican cause Sky looked so similar to- Oh shit! That’s it!
>Sky! Sky was the solution to all your problems. You think back to the mental image of the picture Star showed you. Sky is basically Star’s twin. Plus she was 18 years old. Old enough to drive, old enough to pay taxes, and old enough for you to take out all of your perverse sexual frustrations on. She was absolutely perfect, and you’re absolutely STILL NOT READY. Wait, how the hell have twenty minutes passed since Star left!
Shit! Where’s my cell phone? Fuck!
>You rifle through your possessions and belongings in a fury, trying your best to prepare yourself for this date you’ve gone and gotten yourself involved in. You could always clean that spilled drink later. You can put your sheets back on your bed later. You’ll have to find a shirt to put on soon, but the other ones you threw around can be picked up later. NOW was the time to get ready, because you were pretty sure that Sky should be here any momen-
*zzzipppp!*
>The familiar sound of the fabric of space tearing echoes in your ears from behind. You freeze in panic. No. Not like this. Please tell me Star just forgot her stuff.
>You give a super quick glance to see, and to your surprise, oh, its only Star. Phew that was close. Wait. Star was wearing that pretty red dres- Oh no. T...that means.. Standing in front of you was none other than... SKY BUTTERFLY!
>”Hello, Anon is it? I don't think we've ever been formally introduced. I'm Star's older sister, Sky. She's told me so much about you!