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>Anon's mindscape is surprisingly organized.
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>Everything is laid out in grids, with roads dividing large constructs of the stone-like material.
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>Large panels of glass line many of the buildings, showing yours and Machina's reflections as you traverse the streets on the way to, what you hope, is… whatever it is you're looking for.
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>This must be what Manehattan is like.
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>You've never been there yourself, but it's supposed to be filled with buildings like this, just as confusing too.
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>It doesn't take long for you to reach your destination, a large tower, plated with highly reflective tinted glass, that pierces the sky.
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>Your companion laughs when he sees the massive structure.
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"And just what is so funny?"
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>You huff at the stallion. It's not polite for him to laugh at Anon's mind.
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>"Sorry Ms. Sparkle. Gelding Freud was right though. Anon is definitely a male…"
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>The psychoanalyst?
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>What does that salt-licking crackpot have to-
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>Oh!
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>It's a penis!
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>That's what… Machina was… getting… at-but it's still rude to laugh!
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>You blush as you follow him into the building.
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>It was kind of funny that you were going into a penis in Anon's-
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>No! Bad Twilight, end thought and begin anew!
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>Forward momentum comes to a halt when you aimlessly bump into Machina's rear.
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>"It's always a metaphor…"
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"What's always- Whoa…"
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>Purple coulds swirl under a glass floor, illuminating the large corridor you inhabit with an otherworldly glow.
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>Examining the area, you notice the shifting horizon in the distance, as well as a single set of metallic double doors.
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>There are no visible knobs, leaving you to wonder how they even open.
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>Is this all some kind of symbolic representation of Anon's inner workings?
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>"Ms. Sparkle?"
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>Now that you look at it, it's not so much that the area is lit, so much as there is an absence of darkness in it.
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>"Ms. Sparkle!"
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>Machina's vociferation snaps you out of your own mind and back into Anon's.
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"Hmm?"
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>You reluctantly stop analyzing your coltfriend's marbles to look at the gray stallion.
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>"If you wouldn't mind, we must press on. We will have to travel through the deep recesses of Anonymous's very soul in order to remove the spell."
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>You spot a panel with a lone button in its center floating near the doors, and move past Machina to press it.
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*Ding*
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>The sound startles you, but the doors open, allowing you inside.
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>Machina and you enter a small chamber, lined with mirrors that reflect one another ad infinitum.
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>It actually produces a rather-
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*Thud*
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>The doors have closed!
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>You begin to panic, not exactly thrilled about being confined in such a small space in your stallion's mind.
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>There must be some way to open the doors back up!
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>Out of the corner of your eye, you notice another panel, this one showing dozens of buttons, each with a different symbol engraved onto their surface.
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>Maybe these control the doors?
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>One has three golden triangles on a forest green canvas material.
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>Another has the letters [as] written on black metal.
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>Yet another… wait…
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>This next button makes you very uncomfortable to just look at.
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>Pressing this would only bring disaster so vile, that you would never be able to forget the mental damage it did to you.
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>You quickly skip over the horrific icon bearing four spiraling green… petals? Clovers?
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>What are those, anyway?
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>A few moments later, you hover over a simple button inscribed with a curious '~'.
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>Before you can push it, Machina places a hoof in front of you.
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>"Ms. Sparkle, there is something you must know. The deeper we venture into Anonymous's mind, the more difficult it will become for me to maintain this spell. If the spell fails, or if his mind rejects it, he could suffer… mental trauma."
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>What?!
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"I thought that this spell wouldn't hurt Anon!"
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>The scholar sighs, attempting to recollect the details of the spell.
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>"Anonymous does not know me, so his mind will reject any action I perform beyond basic movement. You, however, are very close to him. It is this propinquity that will allow us to roam his mind safely… I hope."
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>Machina's normally composed state is already showing signs of fatigue.
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>The spell must be more taxing than you had thought.
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>"Even though we are just projecting ourselves, we are still two foreign consciousnesses imbedded in Anonymous's mind. If we were to suddenly vanish, the parts of his mind that we are near will be torn out along with us."
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>This… this is…
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"Then, what do we do?"
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>Machina averts his eyes and exhales.
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>"I will do my best to conserve energy and reduce the strain we place on Anon's mind, it will be up to you to get us to his core."
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>Can you do this?
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>Are you able to save Anon?
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>*********************************
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>"Twilight?"
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"Y-yeah?"
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>"Thank you."
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>*********************************
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>Anon is counting on you, you mustn't let him down!
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"So, you won't be doing anything?"
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>The stallion shakes his head.
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>"Nothing more than sustaining our presence. Until we reach Anon's true self, I mustn't act, even speaking puts unnecessary strain on me."
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>While you aren't sure what awaits you, it sounds like Anon's mind will allow you to freely explore.
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>Hopefully, it will stay that way.
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>With a silent nod towards Machina, you press the button, and the doors open.
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*Unknown* *U~nknown*
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*Glistening Black Eels*
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*[screams internally]*
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*Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-BATMAN*
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>Thousands of sounds screech from the vacuous nothing, forcing you to erect a soundproof barrier.
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"What is that?!"
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>You scream as Machina analyzes the cacophony of howls outside.
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>"Surface thoughts, impulses that never become full fledged ideas."
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>What was the point of Anon sleeping then?
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"I thought that we put Anon to sleep in order to get rid of these things."
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>"You can't stop a living mind, only reduce the number of new thoughts had. If he was awake, this would be much worse."
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>Of course.
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>The turbulent babel abruptly quiets as a figure comes into view.
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>Squinting your eyes, you can distinguish several characteristics that remind you of Anon.
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>It wasn't an exact match though, more like this thing just looked like him.
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>You carefully approach the individual, hoping that this wouldn't turn out to be some sort of violent mental projection.
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"H-hello?"
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>The Anon vanishes.
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>Your back leg twitches and you let out a moan as your ears are unexpectedly, but not unpleasantly, rubbed.
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>'Anon' is crouching next to you, stroking your mane and lovingly scratching your ears, making sure to massage the sweet spot he discovered when you were 'experimenting' together.
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>His mouth moves, as if talking, but no words escape.
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>Your inability to understand must have been obvious, 'Anon' sighs and gently touches the side of your face.
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>Before you can speak, he pulls you into a kiss.
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>As his tongue dances with yours, something happens inside your head.
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>Thoughts, not of your own creation, begin to flow into you.
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>When 'Anon' finally pulls away, he speaks again.
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>Though no words are uttered aloud, you can hear his voice inside your mind.
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>["wHY ARE YOU HERE/ iT IS DANGEROUS>"]
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>Recovering from the passionate kiss you just shared, you take a defiant stance.
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"Anon I- I've come to rid you of the brand."
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>On the side, Machina observes your exchange with 'Anon'.
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>["wE DO NOT WANT YOU TO SEE US> oURS IS A HORRIFIC WORLD>"]
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>You feel his soft skin as you nuzzle 'Anon's' chest.
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"Please… Believe in me, Anon. I will free you."
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>He stops petting your mane and silently stares at you.
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>["wE DO BELIEVE> bUT BE WARNED< OUR OTHERS MAY NOT BE AS KIND> lOVE WITHOUT RESTRAINT IS DANGEROUS> sTAY AWAY FROM THAT>>>"]
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>'Anon' is gone, only his voice is left echoing in your mind.
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>Another door forms from the abyss, this one bearing a heart with chains through it.
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>Now you understand what Machina meant when he said everything is a metaphor.
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>Steeling yourself for the journey ahead, you open the door.
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>Hundreds of Anon's line a long, multi-leveled chamber, each one conversing with different individual in plain glass room.
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>Some are p0nies, such as Applejack and Lyra, with differing levels of interest shown by Anon.
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>Others, are humans, just like Anon.
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>You even see Spike getting into a game of Rock-Paper-Scissors.
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>…
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>He's losing, poor Spike was never very good at that game, despite his overwhelming advantage.
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>P0nies can only throw rock, but somehow he's never beaten you.
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>It also doesn't help that Anon was exceptional at reading body language
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>When you were 'experimenting' together, he was trying to find out which spot inside you was the most sensitive.
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>He never needed you to tell him where to go, it was like he could tell where your body wanted his ton-
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>Stop, this isn't good.
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>You feel the heat in your gut flare up.
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>Oh Anon…
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>A few moments later, and you've managed to repress the fire consuming your body.
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>Machina likely knew what was wrong, but he seems to be keeping silent out of courtesy.
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>You roam through the complex of rooms, observing each pairing with interest.
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>These must represent Anon's feelings towards others, judging from how each Anon has someone else with them.
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>"But Anon~ ya' promised ya' would help us git our cutie marks!"
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>"Sorry Applebloom, but there's a storm coming in and your older brother hired me to help with the harvest. Maybe you could be cutie mark crusader emergency harvesters!"
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>"Hey! Ah'm not THAT gullible!"
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>Anon tussles the yellow filly's mane as the room they occupy fades.
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>Another scene takes shape as you move to observe other relationships.
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>"-if Ah can get AJ to stop givin' away all our stock, that is. Ah really think that this whole situation could be resolved with just a few government grants. Ah know that the Bit is strong right now, especially when compared to the griffon kingdom's Talont…"
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>"Eeyup…"
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>Who knew Big Mac was such a well-versed economist?
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>"Honestly, Ms. Cheerilee, he likes you. You should ask him out sometime…"
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>The next room over.
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>"She feels the same way, Caramel. Why not ask her if she wan't to go to dinner or something?"
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>Aw, he helped Cheerilee and Caramel get together…
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>None of the pairings seem to notice you as you pass them by.
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>Each cell holds precisely one Anon, along with one other individual, who talks, plays, or otherwise interacts with Anon in some way.
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>It's rather cute to see how kind he is to everyone.
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>Something is bothering you though, you have yet to see yourself here.
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>Is that… bad?
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>A lone cell sitting at the end of the hall catches your eye.
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>Inside, sits a single Anon.
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>There is an empty chair next to him, with a table sporting a chess board between them.
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>It looks like an unfinished game.
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>'Anon' looks up from the board, and stares right at you.
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>"Terrific… what do you want?"
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>You try to find Anon's companion.
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>"I'm talkin' to you, bitch."
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>When you look back to the chairs, 'Anon' is gone.
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>"Boo."
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"AAHH!"
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>You trip over your hooves as you fail to run away.
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>'Anon' snickers over your fallen form, running his fingers through his hair to sweep it back.
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>"Ahahaha! That's hi-lar-i-ous. Now, what do you want?"
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>Glancing between him and the cell, you try to find out more about the room you are currently in.
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"Where is this?"
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>'Anon' steps back and motions to the twosome filled cells lining the hall.
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>"This, is every relationship We have ever had. The good ones, the bad ones, etcetera etcetera. Every Anon here has a partner and is displayin' our ties to 'em."
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"And, who was your partner?"
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>His face contorts into a scowl.
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>"Mind your own fuckin' business. And that's why I hate you p0nies, always stickin' your noses where they don't belong."
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>He grips your horn and drags you over to him like a misbehaving filly.
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>His eyes bore through you, as if you were nothing more than an annoying insect.
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>"It's your fuckin' fault that We were raped. Isn't that right?"
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"I-I-"
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*Smack*
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>'Anon' slaps you hard across your face.
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>"A simple yes will suffice."
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>You look away, trying to hold back tears.
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>Is this what Anon thinks of you? That you are the reason for his suffering?
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"Yes…"
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>"Amazin'! For once, in her miserable, pathetic life, the magic horse can do somethin' right!"
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>He tosses you against the wall.
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>Before you crash, a gray aura surrounds and gently lets you down.
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>"I'm sorry, Ms. Sparkle. I cannot interfere…"
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>You sniffle and nod to him, showing that you understand.
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>Anon's safety comes first.
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>"Oh, and this high and mighty ass-"
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>He stops his furious barrage when he sees a tear escape your eye.
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>"…"
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>"God fuckin' dammit. Just tell me what you want so you can leave me alone."
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>You glance up to see 'Anon' looking away, trying to avoid your gaze.
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"We need to reach Anon's true self, so we can remove the spell that… I put on him."
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>A white light flares into existence, blinding you temporarily.
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>When your senses return, you realize that your standing outside.
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>The sweet smell of apples drifts on a light breeze.
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>In the distance, a large red barn stands out against the clear, blue sky.
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>You're at Sweet Apple Acres.
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>Confused, you look towards 'Anon' in hopes that he would explain.
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>His back is turned, but he nonetheless notices your quizzical countenance.
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>Without facing you, he answers your unvocalized question.
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>"These are Our most meanin'ful relationships. I don't have the power to let you pass through Our mind, that privilege is held by the most meanin'ful of them all. For now, we walk."
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>He steps lively, probably eager to rid himself of the source of his troubles.
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>Your disposition sinks.
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>Delving into Anon's mind is likely going to force you to see a lot of things you don't want to.
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>But if it would free Anon from your mistake, you'd do it a thousand times.
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>When you near the barn, you can hear laughter coming from within.
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>Peering though a window, you see Anon and Applejack wrestling.
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>At least you hope they're wrestling…
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*Thud*
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>Applejack stands over 'Anon', holding him to the ground.
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>"Ha! Pinned!"
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>Oh thank Celestia, it was just wrestling.
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>…
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>You never figured yourself for the jealous type.
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>"Fine, fine. I'll work here again tomorrow."
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>'Anon' feigns sadness as he tries to hide a smile.
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>"Yee haw! Ah knew Ah would win! Ya' might be strong, Anon, but that don't mean nothin' when it comes to wrastlin'."
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>"I know, leverage, speed, blah, blah, blah…"
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>"Watch ya'lls tone with me Mr. Mous… Non… thing…"
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>AJ and 'Anon' stare at each other for a brief moment before breaking into laughter again.
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>The laughter stops when your orange friend throws herself around 'Anon's' neck.
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>"Ah'm sorry. Ah didn't… Ah-"
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>Her blubbering stops when 'Anon' hugs her back.
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>"You helped Twilight rescue me. If it wasn't for you, I might still be trapped, fucking Fluttershy. I've already forgiven you, AJ."
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>The farmp0ny sniffs and gets off of her human cushion.
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>"Thanks sugarcube."
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>Although the scene playing out in front of you is sweet, you can't help but wonder…
-
>When did this happen?
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>You've been with Anon since Applejack brought him to the library.
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>Is this a dream, or it it what Anon intends to do when he sees Applejack again?
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>"Ugh, this is repulsive."
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>'Anon's' face shows an expression of disgust.
-
"Why? Because Anon can forgive his friends?"
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>Your voice seems to have alerted Applejack and her accompanying Anon to your presence.
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>"Well Ah'll be a self-propagatin' stereotype, good ta' see ya' Twilight!"
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>They greet you outside of the barn.
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>"I'm glad you haven't run into any trouble while you're here, Twilight. Our mind is filled with vitiation right now."
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>AJ shoves Appleanon.
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>"There ya' go with yer fancy words."
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>He smiles before turning to you again.
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>"I'm sorry that you had to meet with this sourpuss though."
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>Appleanon points to the angry Anon standing next to you.
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>"He's been like that, ever since I got here. Seriously needs to lighten up! It's not like our f-"
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*Crunch*
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>The side of the barn splinters as Appleanon's head his forced against it.
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>"You need to shut the FUCK up and stick to your own relationship."
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>Appleanon falls limply onto AJ's back when he is released.
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"Wh-why-AH!"
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>Your head swells with pain as 'Anon' seizes your horn.
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>He drags you away from the farmyard duo, grumbling.
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"Let go! You're hurting me!"
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>Your horn is released, but 'Anon' does not look at you and merely walks towards the apple cellar door.
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>You get ready to interrogate the wolf in Anon's clothing, but Appleanon's coughing draws you to his side.
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>When you get close, Applejack props him up so he can talk.
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>"Twilight, be careful in the next room, as you've seen, we're different from the others out there. We CAN see you, and… SHE won't like that you are here."
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>'She'?
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>Think, who haven't you seen yet?
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>Applejack, Big Mac, Rarity, Pinkie Pie, Celestia, Luna, Rainbow Dash, Caramel, Cheerilee, Spitfire…
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>The list goes on and on.
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>Anon knows an unusual amount of p0nies.
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>When you've finished making the mental list, you look it over, finally settling on two missing names.
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>Yourself and… Fluttershy.
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>Appleanon nods, seemingly aware of your revelation.
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>He glances at his fellow Anon by the cellar entrance before smiling weakly at you.
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>"He might be an ass, but he is one of the most reliable of Us there is. He might hate you, and he might lash out, but he will not abandon you. He's… too afraid to."
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>You look over at the intimidating human.
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"Afraid? Why?"
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>Appleanon sighs.
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>"That's not my place to tell. For now, you must go."
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>As you stand, you give one final nod to the agronomists.
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>"Good luck, Twilight."
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"Thanks, AJ. I'll be sure to stop by the farm with Anon when this is over."
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>Machina joins you on the walk towards 'Anon'.
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>When you near him, another dazzling light coruscates, and you enter the next room.
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*Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek*
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>There are no walls, no ceilings…
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>No carpets, or decorations.
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>Only a bed, illuminated by a sourceless light from above.
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*Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek*
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>A yellow figure is bouncing up and down on the bed, grinding her hips into it.
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>It's Fluttershy.
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>As you approach, you hear sobs below the trusting mare.
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>Another Anon is crying beneath Fluttershy while she moans.
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>"THaT's It, sHOW MoMMa your LOVE, LeT iT OUT DEep InSidE…"
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>Her stomach distends as Anon cries out.
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*Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek*
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>"Please *sniff* Fluttershy… I don't want this."
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>She pulls his head to hers.
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>A long, slimy mass slithers out of Fluttershy's lips, similar in appearance to a tongue, but… wrong.
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>Fluttanon clenches his mouth shut and tries to turn away.
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>"nOW Now nOw, MommA Loves YOU…"
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>She slams her hips down, forcing Fluttanon to gasp.
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>The mass forces its way into the his opened orifice.
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>You see his neck bulge as it worms its way down his throat.
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*Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek*
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>Fluttershy snickers and bites down, releasing the mass from her mouth.
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>The rest of it slides into Fluttanon, who's tears worsen when his lips finally close.
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>A bulge slowly moves down his esophagus, disappearing when it reaches his stomach.
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>You feel sick watching this horrible display.
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>"We should go."
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*Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek*
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>'Anon' walks past you.
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"But what about-"
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*Creak-eek* *Crea-*
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>The bed stops groaning.
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>You are lifted off the ground and thrown to the bed, on top of Fluttanon.
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>He looks at you with fear before he winces.
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>A heavy weight drapes over your back, and you hesitantly look to see what it is.
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>All you can see, is a teal eye peeking from a pink mane.
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>"HELLo TWIlight."
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>Your head is forced to Fluttanon's chest.
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>Fluttershy leans over and grabs your mane, forcing your eyes to meet hers.
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>Her sickening breath fills your nostrils as she growls.
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>"DiD you coME tO >RaPE ANON agaiN?"
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>She presses down on your head, forcing both you and Fluttanon to scream in pain.
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"No Fluttershy! What you are doing is rape!"
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>The pressure on you eases, allowing you to turn away.
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>"sO WHat? JuSt bEcause IT's YoU, it'S oK?"
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>Blood spills over the sheets as your forehead is pressed into Fluttanon, your horn piercing his skin.
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>"FINE… thEN I wIlL LoVe HIM by yOUr STANDarDs…"
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>You gasp, something is probing your neither regions.
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>You clench your muscles, denying entry to the slippery member.
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>It laps against you, flicking your clit with each movement.
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>Despite your disgust, the constant prodding soon makes your guts heat up.
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>It feels so gross, but you can't help liking it.
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>The subconscious desire to be satisfied causes you to get wet, compromising your defenses.
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>Your juices cover the intruder, lubricating it so that it may better satisfy you.
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>Now coated with your fluids, the member slides inside your shivering body.
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>When it bottoms out, the object pulses, sending waves of ecstasy through you.
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>You begin to pant as your body stretches to accommodate the intruder.
-
>It feels like it was made to be inside you…
-
>Fluttershy steadily slinks down your back, growing more distant with each pulse of pleasure.
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>You feel something pressing against your cervix, trying to wriggle further inside.
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>A voice rings through your head, imploring you to let yourself go.
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>'CoME On twiLight. LEt mE IN. tHEN we CAn BotH loVe ANOn…'
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>You resist.
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>Machina and 'Anon' are standing away from the bed, looking away.
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"I-"
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>Are they just going to let this happen to you?
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*Gasp*
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>Another surge of pleasure hits you, and you give in.
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>Your muscles clamp down and begin to pump, pulling the unnatural member into your womb.
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>Fluttershy's cackles fill your head, even as she fills your body.
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>Fluttanon watches in fear as the yellow demon slowly recedes into you.
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>Your insides churn and warp, letting her spread throughout your anatomy easily.
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>Clarity is lost as Fluttershy's psyche melds with your own.
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>From your position on his chest, you can smell Fluttanon's scent.
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>Celestia you love that smell.
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>When Fluttershy has completely entered you, you burry your head in Fluttanon's crotch, inhaling deeply.
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>"T-Twilight?"
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>You look up at him and smile.
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"sHOW MoMMa your LOVE…"
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>Fluttanon begins to cry as you take his member into your mouth.
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>He just needs to be shown how much you love him, how you would do anything for him.
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>Fluttershy speaks, lasciviously whispering of desires you hold secret deep within.
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>'ThiNK abOUT iT tWiLiGHT… wITh YOur magiC ANd My lOVe, wE cOULd dO THe IMPOSsible. WE COUld hAVe anon'S FOAls…'
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>Sounds of giggling fillies and colts crowd your mind.
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>Your head bobs faster as you get excited.
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>Bearing Anon's foals…
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>Your uterus feels like it's going to burn through your stomach.
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>Delicious pre-cum flows from Fluttanon's cock, which you swallow with glee.
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>You want- no- you need to be a mother!
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>Every moment of your life has been building to this moment; the moment you create life with the stallion you love.
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>Removing Fluttanon from your mouth, you position yourself over his quivering member.
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>Fluttershy moves inside of you, making room for company.
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"maKE me A MOTHER!"
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>Mad with lust, you have your way with the whimpering Fluttanon.
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>You are Anon, or rather, one of his many pieces.
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*Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek*
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>The display of debauchery playing out in front of you is truly sickening.
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>Purple Einstein got herself possessed, and is now raping another you.
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*Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek*
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>All you want is for things to go back to the way they were.
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>Before You were raped.
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>Before You fell in love with a horse.
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>Before You came to this hellhole filled with magic and equine succubi.
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*Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek*
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>But there's no way that You would ever do that.
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>The rest of You is happy with Your new life.
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>You love being so close to others.
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>You love pounding a horse's flank.
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>It sucks…
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>Because You do, but you don't.
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*Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek*
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>"Please, save her."
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>The monochrome horn-head next to you actually spoke.
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>Slowly, you turn and lean over to stare him in the eyes.
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"Why would I do that?"
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>"Because you are the only one who can."
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>He doesn't break eye contact, instead meeting your intimidating gaze with his own.
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"Am I some sort of Deus Ex You? The book-lendin' bitch got herself into this, she can get herself out."
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>No she fucking can't.
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>Not without one of You helping her.
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>The one here is too cowardly, he's been like this ever since You recovered from that winged bitch making You love her.
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>God, that was horrific.
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>He was the one in control of this section of Your mind at that time.
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>Everything was, "Fluttershy this." or "Sillywings that."
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>Yeah, You had actually come up with a nickname for the whore.
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>It was fucking disgusting.
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*Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek*
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>"I'm not an unending well of magic. If my spell fails while we are in Anonymous's mind, he will go insane."
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>So what? As far as you're concerned, You're already insane.
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>"If that happens, it could be you strapped to that bed."
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>…
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>That IS a fair point.
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>More importantly, you might have to finish that game...
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>Damn it.
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*Sigh*
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"Fine."
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*Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek*
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>You reluctantly walk over to the bed.
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>The violet violator is furiously attempting to make the other you come.
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>Something about being a mother, honestly, you don't care.
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>You stretch out a hand towards the purple unicorn.
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*Creak-eek* *Crea-*
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>Her head twists towards you.
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>Not her body, just the head.
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>You peer into her blackened eyes apathetically.
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>She has no power over you, why fear her?
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>"AwAy! lET uS conCeiVe OUr CHILdreN!"
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>You jab an open palmed hand into her abdomen.
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>Your fingers push through her scorching bowels, allowing you to grab her womb's revolting contents.
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>TwiShy gasps when you grip her horn with your free hand, and start to forcibly separate the two minds.
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>"NO! LEAVE US TOgether! We can finally-"
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>Her words are cut off when you fling Twilight's body limply away from the bed.
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>Fluttershy is left a shapeless globule, dripping between your fingers.
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>The yellow blob quickly reforms into an equine shape and begins to grind into the bed while glaring at you.
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"You, stay here, and fuck, HIM."
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>You point to the sniveling you in the bed.
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"And you, man up. If that purple pony can remove Our brand, things'll eventually get better for you."
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>The other you manages to find the last shred of courage he has, and nods.
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>His mewling ceases, despite his rapist's attempts to milk another load from him.
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>It's a shame none of this matters, you cannot influence Yourself on a significant level, it doesn't work like that.
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>You walk to, and kneel beside, the semi-conscious mare laying on the ground.
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*Slap*
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"Oi, wake up!"
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>She rolls over, groaning from the ordeal.
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>As her eyes open, Twilight beholds Fluttershy finishing what they had started together.
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*Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek*
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>It's too much for the young p0ny to take.
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>She vomits, disgusted by her demented actions.
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>Her sobs are audible over the sound of her stomach's contents slapping across the floor.
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>When there is nothing left for her to throw up, she continues to retch, her muscles pushing out whatever minute amount of liquid they can manage to find.
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>Through the wheezes and gags, she tries to comprehend what she has done.
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>*Gag* "I-" *Cough* "I-"
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>She descends into a fit of heaving, trying to find some way to cleanse herself physically of the incident.
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>Twilight had literally just mind raped You.
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>You pick her up, and begin to walk to the next room.
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>Through her tears and coughs, Twilight tries to choke out a sentence asking for forgiveness.
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>That isn't yours to give though.
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*Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek* *Creak-eek*
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>…
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>She's going to hate seeing Your final partner.
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>The three of you disappear in a white flash, leaving Your most monstrous relationship behind.
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*Tup* *Tup* *Tup* *Tup*
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>You are Twilight, currently puling into the shoulder of one of Anon's mental fragments as he carries you.
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>What have you done?
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*Choke*
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>Anon trusted you, believed in you… and you raped him!
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*Sniff*
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>He begged you to stop!
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*Choke*
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>The familiar smell of musty tomes reaches your nostrils, so you lift your head to survey the area.
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>This was your library!
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>Does that mean…
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>You wipe your eyes to get a better view.
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>As the teary mist clears, you can see Anon sitting near the fireplace, reading a book.
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>Sleeping in his lap is… you.
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>He closes his book and looks lovingly down at 'your' sleeping form, letting out a content sigh as he does so.
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>His hand slides up 'your' neck and rubs 'your' ear, causing 'your' back leg to involuntarily kick.
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>A soft laugh escapes through a smile, and he leans over to kiss 'your' face.
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>…
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>How can he think of you like that?
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>After what you-
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*Gag*
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>You wrestle yourself from 'Anon's' arms and drop to the floor, heaving.
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>It's not right!
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>Anon shouldn't love you! Not after what you just did…
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>Fluttershy's emetic hisses of propagation reach your ears again.
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>When she had infected your mind with thoughts of Anon and you being together, with a family, it felt so…
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>Good…
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*Gag*
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>There are no excuses for what you've done.
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>You don't deserve Anon, you deserve to die alone for your sin. You deserve-
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>A gentle touch on your shoulder breaks you from your self-destructive thoughts.
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>Youanon has moved from his place by the fire to kneel by your side, and is looking at you with understanding.
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"I- *Choke* I-"
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>He pulls you into a powerful hug, his arms wringing the pain out of you.
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>"It's ok, Twilight."
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>Your face twists while sorrow fills every crevice of your body.
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>Having grown too heavy for your heart to contain, you let out all the misery and guilt.
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>For as long as you can, and as hard as you can, you stain the shirt of your loved one with your lachrymal droplets.
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>Spit, laced with mucus, is disgorged onto his consoling chest.
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>Throughout your bawling, he softly coos and comforts you, telling you to let it out.
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>There could never be adequate words to describe your love for this human.
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>He's your strength, your friend.
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>You love him, with all your being.
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>"I've seen everything you've been through since your arrival. I wish I could do more for you, but as it is, Our life is in your hooves."
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>Twanon lifts your head to meet his gaze.
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>"I believe in you, with all my heart."
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>He presses his lips to yours.
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>There is no lust, no sharing of breath.
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>Only love, and tenderness.
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>Filled with renewed vigor, you manage to stand.
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>"Now that you have reached me, I can grant you passage to the next section of Our mind. Be mindful-"
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>Twanon stops to laugh at his own joke.
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>He quickly moves his hand to tickle your side, and you giggle in response.
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>"-of the danger. Our mind is simple, but dark. Please…"
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>You are pulled into another tight hug.
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>Twanon buries his head in your neck, his muffled voice reverberation up to your ears.
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>"No matter what happens, just come back safe."
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>You nuzzle his shoulder.
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"I will."
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>Twanon stands and claps his hands.
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>"Great! And because Twilight's safety is paramount, no offense Machina, you-"
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>He points to the 'Anon' standing next to your unicorn confrere.
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>"-will go with her."
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>'Anon' stares at Twanon in disbelief.
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>For the first time, you see him begin to sweat.
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>"You know I can't beat him. Why should I-"
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>The air grows heavy as Twanon gives a black look.
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>"You will recover your partner, paterphobia or not."
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>The library creaks, Twanon's manifest anger managing to strain the flooring.
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>'Anon' reluctantly acquiesces.
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>"Fine."
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>The atmosphere returns to normal, and Twanon smiles.
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>Warmth surrounds you as the library fades away.
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>Twanon's form begins to evanesce as well, but his voice still reaches you.
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>"I love you… Twilight."
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>He has just saved you from yourself.
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>And it is more than ok with you.
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"I love you too, Anon."
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>With that, you leave Anon's relationships behind, and enter hell.
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