The Last Mango


                                            >There it is...

                                            >The orange fruit sits there, in the middle of no pony's land, immortally preserved by the two Princess sisters and dubbed as "The Last Mango"

                                            >And it was all yours...

                                            >Quite ripe for taking as you would say

                                            >You dash forward and hop into another trench, your helmet protecting you from the rocks and debris in the trench as you fall headfirst into the glorified hole

                                            "Ouch!"

                                            >You realign the helmet and peak over the trench, viewing the mango that is now much closer to you

                                            "One more dash... Then it's mine...!"

                                            >You laugh evilly, which isn't very evil

                                            >Fillies can be evil too!

                                            >Just ask Sirocca!

                                            >Sirocca...

                                            >She's also after this mango...

                                            >You peak your head to look at the mango as well, but you spot something else, a spiked helmet and a pair of eyes peaking from another trench opposite yours

                                            >It's Sirocca!

                                            >She spots you and hops out of the trench

                                            >Sirocca hops out of her trench and you do the same

                                            >She screams at you

                                            >"You'll never get my mango!"

                                            >You scrunch and glare at her

                                            >She takes off an apple juice box that was strapped to her chest and sticks a straw in it

                                            >She stabs the juice box with it and takes the straw into her mouth

                                            >Sirocca sucks the juice box as best as she can, a display of her strength!

                                            >You gasp as she throws the empty juice box at you

                                            >Dashing back to your trench, you nearly flip over when the juice box detonates a minuature thermonuclear explosion, and you're belly squishes against something soft

                                            >"Eeeeee! Heartbeat get offa me!"

                                            >You smile

                                            "No!"

                                            >The soft thing underneath you squirms as you hug it

                                            >"I'm sorry for throwing the juice box at you! You can have the mango! Just don't squish me to death!"

                                            >Your eyes sparkle as you eye the mango behind you, it resting on a wooden table

                                            "Okay... Fine..."

                                            >You carefully let Sirocca go, and she sits up, crossing her hooves and sticking her tongue out at you

                                            >You turn around and stalk towards the mango, but fall to the carpeted floor when you feel another juice box pelt the back of your head

                                            >"It's miiiiiine!"

                                            >You see Sirocca hop over you and stick her fangs in the mango, sucking it dry just like she did to the juice box

                                            >You gasp, vision turning black

                                            "You monster..."

                                            >And those were the last words you were able to get out before you took a nap