Xcom; Struggle Snuggle


                                            >Enjoying a cup of orange juice as you need off that caffeine teat.

                                            >Hear a rapid knocking on the door.

                                            >"Mare you bucked up!"

                                            >"Why did you knock on the door!?"

                                            >"It's polite!"

                                            >Open the door expecting cute little pones.

                                            >Instead find nothing there, though your hedges have suddenly grown four times in size.

                                            >How odd.

                                            "Welp I guess since no one's here, might as well enjoy the sun shine."

                                            >One of your hedges shivers before you hear a click and mumbling.

                                            >"....praises sun...possible convergence evoulution?"

                                            >"Neighlen! Shut that off! We can't study it if it kills us first!"

                                            >"Science!"

                                            >Right then.

                                            >Stepping over to the now talking bush you spread open the leaves and see two ponies in what looks like battle harnesses with cute little camo patterns and army helmets.

                                            >The duo before you freeze.

                                            >They slowly turn to look at you.

                                            >You smile at them friendly like.

                                            "Sup?"

                                            >"CONTACT! XRAY FLANKING ME ON THE SIDES!"

                                            >"NOT THE PROBES!"

                                            >One drops the recorder and scrambles away the other pulls out a thermos looking thing and aims it at you.

                                            >Before you can pull back it makes a wuffump and soon you hit the ground.

                                            >Instead of the burning sensation of lead or anything really.

                                            >You feel warm, soft fluffiness around you.

                                            >Sniffing it smells like fresh laundered blankets...

                                            >Oddly enough you're actually quite comfortable right now.

                                            >"Holy Celestia, did you get it?"

                                            >"I-I think? Better check it!"

                                            >"You check it you napped it!"

                                            >"Nuhuh you guys didn't even help!"

                                            >You were so close to going back to sleep too.

                                            >Sitting up you pull the blanket off your head.

                                            "Hey you mind be-"

                                            >"IT'S AWAKE!"

                                            >"Shoot him! Shoot him!"

                                            Waffump! Waffump! Waffump!

                                            >You blink buried under the blankets before hearing the sound of hooves clacking together.

                                            >"Aw yeah! X-ray down!"

                                            >"Whoohoo! Drinks are on me!"

                                            >"This is Struggle Snuggle to base area is secured, need a bedroll to bring the goods back."

                                            >These ponies are crazy...though they make really good blankets


                                            >You let out a sleepy yawn and smack your lips.

                                            >Scratching at your crotch for that itch every guy gets you freeze when you hear rapid scribbling.

                                            >Wait a minute...

                                            >You remember getting tagged with a blanket, no, three blankets at that.

                                            >Peeking through the covers you soon find yourself staring through the wall of a fish tank.

                                            >Well more the size of those big fancy fish tanks really.

                                            >Outside it you think you can see one of Twilight's friends, Moon Chaser? Moon Prancer?

                                            >"Interesting, species shows signs of awakening from struggle snuggles much like normal colts...even follows same behavior of morning ritual, must observe more."

                                            "I can hear you."

                                            >"CONTAINMENT!"

                                            >Slapping a button what looks like cardboard slams into place over the glass and the top as well.

                                            >"Phew that was close who knows what that thing could have done!"

                                            >Did this bitch just toss a box over you?

                                            >Giving the box a couple of pokes you do confirm that it is infact a cardboard box.

                                            >"Specimen is able to rattle Appleloosian grade cardboard, must look into thicker sheets, possibly ship in from Saddle Arabia?"

                                            >Oh this'll be good.

                                            >You crouch down and pop the box off!

                                            "RAAAAAWR!"

                                            >The unicorn lets out a shriek glasses falling off her snout and her bun coming undone as she scrambles towards a door, "CONTAINMENT BREACH! ACTIVATE PROTOCOL NAP TIME!"

                                            >Oh no you don't!

                                            >Tossing the box you watch as it lands atop of the mare and it quickly shuffles in place with muted thudding.

                                            >[Panicked Horse Noises]

                                            >Snickering you start to climb out of the fish tank when there is a glow inside the box and with a pop Moon something or another appears outside it eyes wide with fright.

                                            >"WHERE'S MY SECURITY!"

                                            "Oh, don't worry Moonie, you've found out that God exists, he's right here."

                                            >Leaning over the mare as she quakes you grin wide.

                                            "And he's fresh out of mercy!"

                                            >"Moon Dancer! Down!"

                                            >Wha-

                                            >WAFFUMP!

                                            >WAFFUMP!

                                            >WAFFUMP!

                                            >A blanket wraps around your head and then things go dark again.


                                            >You of course not being a bitch nigga yank the blanket off making your hair go wild.

                                            >"Oh crap, it's frills are displayed!"

                                            >"MAX DISTANCE! GO! GO! GO!"

                                            >Staring after the ponies you give a screech of your people.

                                            >That sends the ponies pell mell into a panicked stampede as they flee down the hallway.

                                            >You however, instead of chasing them decide to go through the other door.

                                            >Lo and behold there's an exit sign!

                                            >Humming merely to yourself you soon find an elevator that leads to the top floor.

                                            >Once you reach it you find about twenty little ponies just messing around with little consoles and cute adorable headsets on.

                                            >One little pony makes her way past you reading a piece of paper in her magic.

                                            >She continues onwards then she looks up from her paper.

                                            >Turning around she searches for what she saw.

                                            >You, having seen plenty of action adventure movies are already hidden.

                                            >Shrugging the mare continues onwards.

                                            >Sneakily you clamber off the top of the locker.

                                            >What, you expected to be able to hang off the ceiling like some spider monkey?

                                            >That's Racist.

                                            >Moving on!

                                            >Humming the mission impossible theme song under your breath you soon make your way to what looks like a big door.

                                            >Big doors are great for exits right?

                                            >Right before you reach it however everything starts to go off in an air raid siren.

                                            >"ATTENTION ALL PERSONAL, X-RAY HAS ESCAPED FROM THE PRISONER CELLS! SHOOT ON SIGHT! FULL TACTICAL SNUGGLE USE IS AUTHORIZED! FIND THAT X-RAY!"

                                            >Fug

                                            >Taking off like the police were after your green ass, which in a way is true, you book it for the door.

                                            >"S-STOP A-ALIEN SCUM!"

                                            >Daw that adorable pone is trying to be fierce, what's that heavy thing in her hooves?

                                            >Brrr-TZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!

                                            >Silly string cannons?!

                                            >Whoa!

                                            >Seeing the crate behind you become covered in the stuff you can only spare a glance to see it looks harder than normal silly string!

                                            >Crazy pone land!