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Someone wrote parody edge: https://pastebin.com/K1hyjpan
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I couldn’t just let that stand. Pony is for love and hugs.
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>A crashing sound comes from the kitchen.
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>You raise your head, interrupted in your reading.
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>This fucking slave.
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>You get up and slowly make your way to the kitchen.
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>You can hear her whimpers even before opening the door.
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>Inside you see the filly, desperately trying to gather all the pieces of the plate she just broke.
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>In her hurry she even cut her hoof, staining the tiles with droplets of her horse blood.
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>She stops moving the instant you enter. She's not even willing to meet your eyes, only looking as high as your shin.
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>The tears have already started.
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"This is not the first time this week."
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>She lowers her ears and looks away from you in shame.
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"It's supposed to be simple: do your chores and don't break my stuff."
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>The little pony is shaking on her spot, her tail firmly pressed around her rump.
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>"P-Please Mas-"
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"Shut it."
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>She jumps just like if you hit her, then lower her head even more, her eyes shut tight.
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>These fucking tiny horses.
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>You take a step forward and squat in front of the trembling filly.
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"You know the rules, don't you?"
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>The little pony, eyes still firmly closed, vigorously nods her head, sending tears to the ground.
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>You can only frown in response.
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>You pick her up by the scruff of her neck and she freezes just like a kitten.
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>Another whimper escapes her throat, but you ignore it.
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>This damn filly never learns.
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>You stomp through the house, filly still curled up and motionless except for her tears.
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>You set her down on the bathroom counter and start digging through the shelves.
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>Fucking slave needs to organize this shit next.
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>...
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>There it is.
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>You angrily slam it onto the counter.
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>She lets out a long whine. She knows exactly what's about to happen.
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>You pull out a cotton ball and the bottle of rubbing alcohol.
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>Her eyes snap open in fear as soon as you open the bottle. No mistaking that smell.
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>You extend a hand to her-
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"Hoof."
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>She's trembling, but after a second she slowly complies.
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>You take a firm hold of it. This part is never easy.
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>The second the damp cotton ball touches the cut on her hoof, she whinnies and starts desperately trying to free herself.
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>The tears of fear change to tears of pain as you disinfect the cut as gently as you can manage.
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>And whose fucking fault is that?
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>She knows. She KNOWS, to go and get you whenever she breaks something.
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>Despite all her tugging and shoving and kicking she can't get her hoof free.
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>You toss the slightly red cotton ball into the trash and rummage through the box of bandaids.
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>The small ones always get buried under the others.
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>You fumble a bit with the plastic on the back. Doing this with one hand is a pain in the ass.
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>You rub a finger around the edge of the bandaid, making sure it's stuck on properly.
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>And then you give it a short kiss and let go.
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"There. All better."
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>She's stopped trying to escape, but still won't meet your eyes.
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>Fucking horses. Fuck.
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>You flip down the toilet's lid and sit down, then grab her around the back and move her to your lap.
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"You know why I'm upset, right?"
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>She does, but keeps her head down and sniffles.
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"I'm upset because you hurt yourself. I know you're trying your hardest but there's nothing wrong with needing help."
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>You run a hand through her mane.
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"Breaking a dish is fine. Accidents happen..."
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>You move a hand under her chin and force her to look at you.
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"But you know you're supposed to tell me so I can clean it up. All those sharp pieces are dangerous."
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>She nods, but this is the third time this month you've given her this talk. Which means punishment time.
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"So... For starters, you're grounded."
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>And her ears instantly flop straight down.
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"For tonight, and tomorrow. No sleeping in my bed."
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>Her shakey gasp makes you worried you might be going too far.
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>"But- but Master, I-"
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"You broke the same rule three times in two weeks. I know you're trying to be a big girl but part of that is knowing when to ask for help."
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>You get a sad nod in response as she curls her tail around herself.
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"And if you break that rule again I'm taking away your candy too."
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>Another slow, sad nod.
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>Hopefully this'll be enough to get the message across.
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"Now come on, I need to clean up that plate and you need to start the laundry."
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>She hops off your lap and lands on three hooves, holding the injured one up.
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>...or maybe you'll do the laundry today. She's looking more pathetic than usual.
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>You decide to carry her with you instead of letting her limp through the house.
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>Not by the scruff of her neck though. That's only for bad fillies.
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>You set her down on the kitchen chair and give her an apple to snack on while you get to work on the plate.
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>That ceramic piece of shit didn't just break, it exploded into shards like a fucking grenade.
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>Your slave starts humming and lazily kicking her hooves back and forth as she munches the apple.
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>Guess she got over her bout of tears already.
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>...
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>Maybe you should swap your plates for plastic next time you're at the store?
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>It's not like you ever have guests, so it's fine if-
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>Son of a BITCH
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>And you just fucking cut yourself too.
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>That's it, all your dishes are going into storage and you're a plastic pleb now.
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>"Master! You're hurt!"
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>Fuck, she noticed.
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"It's fine."
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>"It's not fine at all! You're bleeding!"
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"Yeah, but I'm a human so it doesn't matter."
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>You wipe off some of the blood with a paper towel and go back to picking up the shards of plate.
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>...
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>"It matters to me..."
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>God damn tiny horse.
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