>Be Limestone, the titular main character.
>Because you have crotchtits and you’re the main character.
>Small ones, but you didn’t let your insecurities get to you, no ma’am.
>After getting yelled at by your mom again for letting Anon work injured she made you sleep outside.
>Again.
>Nothing but trouble, that colt. You were wrong when you thought it wouldn’t be so bad.
>Fortunately for you Marble was a pretty cool sister when she wasn’t burying herself alive with self-inflicted anxiety.
>In her pseudo-masochistic way she decided to sleep outside next to you.
>”Limey?”
“Y-yeah?”
>”Do you think it was fair that mom didn’t try to punish me too?”
“She probably figured you’d j-just go ahead and punish yourself.”
>”No, but, like… Mom never punishes me.”
“Do you WANT her to p-punish you?”
>”Not exactly, but it’d be nice to be included… For once...”
“YOU want to be included?”
>”Well, yeah, I guess. I’d like the option… Even… If I’d probably turn it down...”
“We always want to include y-you, we just stopped trying because you DO t-turn everything down.”
>”...Oh.”
>Marble turned on her back to look up at the stars.
>”You sound like you’re cold. Do you want my blanket?”
“D-don’t need no stinking blanket.”
>Marble stuck her nose in her armpit and took a sniff.
“NO, YOU DON’T STINK. Look, just… We’ll share the blanket, how about that?”
>”...Isn’t that kind of gay?”
“Oh my rock lord, Marble, we’re sisters.”
>You pulled the blanket over you, which twisted Marble around so she was facing your back.
>”I guess you wouldn’t want to cheat on your c… coltfriend.”
>You immediately twisted around so you were face-to-face with Marble.
“HE’S NOT MY COLTFRIEND!”
>Unfortunately your twisting and turning tangled the blanket around the both of you, so you were uncomfortably close to each other.
>...
>...
>...
“Yeah, you’re right, this is a little bit gay.”
>”Sorry...”
“F-”
>You sighed.
“It’s all right, it doesn’t matter. Just let me...” You tried to twist again so you at least wouldn’t be facing each other. “...We’re spooning now, aren’t we.”
>”Sorry...”
“Look, whatever, we’ll just go to sleep and deal with this in the morning.”
>Unfortunately, you were Limestone, and you couldn’t have nice things.
>You knew this since you were a child, and your confirmation bias was just about get confirmed so hard.
>Unbeknownst to you Anon had been tip-toeing out of the house to go see you.
>And then he saw you and Marble cuddled up together.
>“You two are just the most adorable things I’ve ever seen!”, he said.
>...
>...
>...
“I hate my life.”
>Anon sat down next to you and pat your shoulder.
>”Ah, don’t be like that. It’s not every day you get to bond with your siblings.”
“Take your hand off me, and yes, I do get to bond...” After you said the word you felt a squick shiver run up your spine because of the gayness of your situation. “...With her every day.”
>”I guess you’re right. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen my brother… I guess I just like seeing you two together.”
“You have a brother?”
>”Yeah. He’s 12 years older than me, so we didn’t get along very well until I was almost an adult, and then he got married. We didn’t have much time to just get to know each other before we were pulled apart again, and now, well, I’m in Equestria.”
“Can’t he come visit?”
>”You’d invite him to your farm?”
>SHIT
>NOT ANOTHER ON-
>”Well, it’s not like he even knows where I am. Even I don’t really know where I am.”
“...But you’re in Equestria.”
>”And I don’t know where Equestria is.”
>Marble struggled against the covers to raise her head and look at Anon.
>”You’re lost?”, she asked.
>”Pretty much, sister. You guys are the closest I’ve had to family in ages.” He leaned back to look at the stars and put his hands behind his head. “I really like it out here, y’know. It reminds me of home.”
>Did he just call you FAMILY?
>AFTER YOU JUST CAME TO TERMS WITH MAYBE, SORT OF HAVING A CRUSH ON HIM?
>NO.
>STOP, LIBIDO. NO SMASH!
>This was good, you could work with this.
>An annoying brother is preferable to an insufferable cock tease.
>He wasn’t flirting with you earlier! He was just being an annoying sibling like Pinkie Pie!
>There was no deeper meaning to any of it, and you were an idiot for entertaining the thought even for a moment.
>This was fine.
>An incest fetish definitely wouldn’t awaken inside of you because of this.
“WELL, I’m GLAD you like it here, Anon, but I’m tired and I need to get to sleep.”
>”Alright, well, good night.”
>...
>...
>...
>He was still lying next to you and Marble.
“GO TO SLEEP IN YOUR OWN BED SO I DON’T GET IN MORE TROUBLE, YOU IDIOT.”
>He shot up like a bullet, covering his ears with his hands. ”Jesus Christ, woman, are you a pony or a howler monkey!?”
“Go to sleep, Anon.”
>You grinned with satisfaction.
>For once you won an encounter with him.
>...And yet you still felt like you lost.

>The next morning you walked past the threshold into the kitchen where your mom and dad were sitting.
>Your mother was waiting for you.
>”Limestone. Sit.”
“Uh… Sure.”
>She gave you a steely glare.
>”Didst thou think I wouldn’t hear thee and Anonymous last night?”
>Oh rock lord, what now.
“...No?”
>”I’m disappointed in thee.”
“But-”
>”There’s no excuse for taking advantage of a colt.”
“But-”
>This time your dad interrupted you. He cleared his throat and said ”Anon’s strong stock, Cloudy. I do not think Limestone could make him do a thing he did not wish to do.”
>”He was injured!”
>”With my own eyes I saw the boy carry himself like he felt nothing yesterday noon. Thou dost not give him enough credit.”
>”Tired and injured, then. What a terrible thing our daughter has done.”
>”He’s the only boy aro-”
>”Then her actions be justified? What if Limestone were impregnated?”
>”I could only hope to be so blessed. Thou shouldst support their union.”
“But we didn’t do anythi-”
>”I heard thee telling him to return to his own bed so thou wouldst not get in more trouble”, your mother turned on you before you could finish speaking. “I already caught thee indecent with him once. But what else am I to think?”
>While your mother was talking Anon walked into the room.
>He looked between you, your mom, and your dad several times.
>”Maybe that we just had a nice conversation?” Anon said. “It’s kind of rude to make assumptions for me, ma’am.”
>Cloudy thought for a moment.
>You supposed she was trying to reconcile what he’d said with what she knew.
>”Thou dost not need to protect her, Anon. Her sins are her own.”
>Anon sat down next to her and put his arm around her.
>”Look, Cloudy, I appreciate that you want to look out for me, really, I do. You’ve helped me so much, and I probably wouldn’t be alive if not for you.” He gestured to you. “But you should believe in your daughter.”
>”I should ignore her indiscretions under my roof? She’s blasphemed!”
>”What? No! Anything bad you might think about her was my fault!”
>”You? Do not tell me I was so blind that I invited a harlot into my home.”
>WHAT.
“WHAT.”
>”Silence, Limesto-”
“No! This is wrong! You don’t understand. Last night Anon told me he thought of us like family because he doesn’t have his own anymore.”
>There was a pregnant pause as everyone absorbed what you said.
”He wasn’t doing anything bad, at least not on purpose. None of us were. He was just treating me like a sister..."
"Like Pinkie would.”
>Igneous walked up to Anon and put a hoof on his knee.
>”...Thou hast not family, Anon? None at all?”, Igneous asked.
>“I wouldn’t be here if I could be with them.”, Anon said.
>”Then I am sadly grateful. Thou might not give me grandchildren, but thou hast granted me a son.”
>Anon grimaced.
>”I’m… I appreciate the gesture, sir, but I hope you don’t expect me to call you “dad”. I’m not looking to replace my own family, just to have more family.”
>Igneous hugged Anon. When you and your mom didn't follow he glared at both of you until you joined the hug.
>It was awkward and weird.
>You would never be able to cleanse your soul of this harrowing experience, but at least you knew Anon had your back.
>When the group hug ended Cloudy cleared her throat and said "Be that as it may, I am still not convinced." She looked at Igneous, who glared at her. "...But I will not press the issue more today. Regardless of the truth, Limestone, I do not tolerate disrespect in my house. You will continue to sleep outside."
>Unfortunately, you were Limestone, and you couldn’t have nice things.
>You knew this since you were a child, and your confirmation bias just got confirmed so hard.