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Originally Published December 16th, 2012
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>You are now Fluttershy.
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>And you are currently the happiest mare who has ever lived.
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>Still hopping up and down with joy, you turn to Twilight and let out a stream of
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Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you *squeeeeeeeee*
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>Twilight also has a large smile painted across her face, and she rest a hoof on your shoulder.
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>”Fluttershy…Please relax, you’re still recovering from the spell.”
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>Oh yeah, you had forgotten about that.
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s-sorry Twilight. I’m just so excited right now!
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>”I can see that. Now,” she lights up her horn and a small necklace materializes up from the floor.
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>”Take this necklace, and say the incantation into it.”
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>You stare at her, dumbfounded.
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Do I have to say it?
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>She stares daggers at you; ”If you want to keep them, then yes.”
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>You sigh. You can’t risk losing them, not when you’re this close to getting Anon.
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Twilight is best pony.
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>A soft magenta glow envelops the necklace, and it morphs into a shape that resembles your Element.
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>”Okay, how are pretty magic tricks going to help me get Anon”, you think to yourself.
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>Buck thinking, you’re going to ask
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T-twilight…this is a pretty n-necklace and all, b-but how i*mumblemumblemumble*
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>”What was that Fluttershy?”
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How*mumblemumble*
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>”What?””
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*mumblemumble*
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>Uh-oh.
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>You can see the rage building up in her eyes, and there are licks of flames taking life in her mane.
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>Her mane turns into a full inferno as she levitates out over the crowd below you.
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>”IF YOU DON’T SPEAK UP NOW I WILL BURN THEM INTO A CRISP. NOW TELL ME WHAT YOU ARE MUMBLING ABOUT YOU STUPID FILLY!”
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>No; she’s joking right? Twilight would never destroy something she’s worked thi-
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>Is it warmer in here?
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>Your voice escapes you as you see a large fireball form above her head.
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>Oh horse-feathers.
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>She’s getting ready to drop the ball onto the crowd.
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>Speak!
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HOW IS A NECKLACE GOING TO HELP ME GET ANON?!
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>The flames die out as you finish your query, and Twilight alights upon the platform.
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>”I’m glad you asked. ”
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>”As I was telling you when I first performed the spell on you, they may manifest with changes in body or personality…”
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>She drones on for about twenty minutes, going into detail on all the ways that they could have gone wrong, taking care to use personal examples.
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>But being Kindness, you pretend to listen until she gets to the part you really care about.
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>”..And that was the last time I ever played with Winona…But I digress; the necklace gives you subconscious control of the mass you see below you.”
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>She beams with pride on her lecture.
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>You, however, are too busy fiddling the necklace around between your hooves to notice.
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Can I put it on? I wanna get to Anon as soon as possible!
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>You unhook the clasp and are about to put the charm around your neck when Twilight floats it away from you.
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>She looks slightly disappointed as she sets the necklace back into the ground.
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>”Were you even listening when I was talking about Caramel you silly filly?”
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Umm…yes?
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>You scrunch up your face and direct your eye toward the ceiling.
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>You are a worse liar than Applejack
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>”Well,” her demeanor softened slightly at your lie, ”you should know that you need to train with it first.”
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T-training?
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>”Why yes! You wouldn’t want them to accidentally…”she stares right into your eyes “…kill Anon would you?”
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*eep!*
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>Dangit. She was right.
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How long will it take to train me?
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>Twilight swipes her hoof back and forth through the air, performing calculations on an invisible chalkboard.
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>”One day at the most; but it will definitely be worth it ‘Shy.”
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>She reaches her hoof out to you, holding it up for a bump.
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>You pull back your hoof; “It better be worthwhile”, you think.
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Let’s do this.
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>*hoof-bump*
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>You are now Anon.
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>The cinnamon roll you had been eating is now laying on the floor, the icing congealing on the cold wood.
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>The big bag that Pinkie had brought is collapsing under your weight, and various syrups and frostings are squeezing out of the open end.
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What the hell is happening to me?!
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>I don’t know man, I just woke up a few minutes ago! Brain?
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>I don’t know right now…just go to sleep and maybe the pain will be gone when you wake up.
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Okay.
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>You slowly crawl over the paper sack, each movement adding a little more to your pain.
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>You hit the sugary puddle at the end of the bag and scramble hopelessly to get a footing.
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Dammit Pinkie.
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>Ignoring the pain coming from Anon Jr., you carefully lie down on your stomach and push off the bag with your feet.
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>It feels like a Slip-n-Slide that’s covered in algae.
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>You hit small dips in the floor, and it sends hot needles of pain throughout your body.
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>You struggled to contain the screams; if BananaHush heard you…you shuddered as your mind flashed back to her list.
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>After what seemed like an eternity, you made it to the stairs.
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>You climb up the stairs, mindful of both the cast and the slippery liquid covering your hands.
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>Climbing up the third step, your cast brushes against the first.
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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>”Oh shit. What if FLutterbutt heard me?!”
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>The front door flies open, easily brushing aside the huge bag of food.
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>The pink mane was the first thing to catch your eye.
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>The pain and fear keeps your voice from coming above a whisper.
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fuck.
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>”HEYANONIWASCOMINGBACKCAUSEYOUNEVERTOLDMEWHERESHEWASBUTTHENIHEARDYOUSCREAMSOIOPENED…”
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>Thank Celestia; It’s only Pinkie Pie.
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>”Well who were you expecting?”
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>How is she doing that?
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>I don’t know…just ignore it.
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>You can see her struggling to stifle a laugh.
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>”Anon…why are you covered in syrup?”
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>Your mind flashes back to her a few hours before, covered in chocolate.
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>”You’re one to talk, Pinkie.”
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>But due to the pain, all that comes out is
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ARAGARSTFGAGRS
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>You hope she understands what you’re saying
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>”Are you feeling alright Anon?”
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>Nope. Onto Round 2.
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>”Pinkie…I need you to get me to the hospital.”
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>Once again, all that comes out is
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PIKSFDGDSHUDSYTUSLL
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>Realizing the situation is hopeless, you point at her and the door, praying she understands that you want her to leave.
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>Instead, she walks up to you and smells the sticky mixture that coats your abdomen.
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>”hmmm….Lemon drops…IKNOWHOWTOFIXYOU”
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>She rushes into the kitchen, leaving behind an air of frosting and a pink energy trail.
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>Kinda like if she were a LightCycle.
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>Your vision is filled with the grain of wood on the step.
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>But your ears…
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>Brassy crashes and a staccato bass-line as boxes, pans, and cabinets are thrown and smashed around.
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>”Don’t *crash* worry Anon *boom*, I’m almost *twang* done!”
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>Celestia? Why do these ponies torture me so?
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>”We’re not torturing you Anon! We just wanna help you out!”
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>”She’s doing it again Brain.”
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>I know.
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>”What does ‘I know’ mean? What are you two talking about?”
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>Suddenly the crashes stop, and a powerful smell fills your nose.
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>”All do~~~~~ne!”
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>Oh Celestia it smells like Tabasco and rotten milk.
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>Pinkie flips you over onto your back, and then sits you up against the wall.
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>She then sets Gummy onto the stairs, and puts the edge of a plate into his mouth.
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>Wait.
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>Where the hell did Gummy come from?
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>Nevermind; what the hell is on that plate?
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>It’s a neon purple powder, and it glows ever so slightly.
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>And it’s source of the horrible smell.
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>”Now Anon,” Pinkie says while readjusting your head, ”Don’t you worry one bit! I used to do this for Granny Pie all the time!”
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>Somehow, she grabs a hoofful of the powder and begins aiming at your face.
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>A confused look fills her face ”Then again…Granny did have arthritis, glaucoma, and allergic reactions to her false hip.”
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>”NO PINKIE! IF YOU’RE MY FRIEND: THEN DON’T GIVE ME THAT STUFF.”
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>PainTranslator.exe is running smoothly.
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PINKBVUVKLKNLNJBIBKKVHUF.
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>She’s pulling her hoof back…
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>”Oh well. ARRRRRRRRRRRRRIBA!”
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>The powder hits your face, burrowing into your eyes and nose.
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>The smell makes you throw up a little, and then the world fades into black.
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>You are now Pinkie Pie
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>Anon is laying in front of you, some vomit on his chest “Eww.”
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>And he is barely breathing.
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OH NO!
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>You can feel your mane and tail begin to straighten out.
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>A greyish form begins to materialize in the corner.
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>”What if you killed him?”
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No; I can’t kill Anon! WHATDOIDO?WHATDOIDO?
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>Maybe you should check his pulse.
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OH YEAH!
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>You hold your breath and focus intensely on your left hoof.
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>*popopopop*
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>Neat, isn’t it?
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>You lose yourself in your new fingers for a couple seconds, then remember that Anon needs your help.
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>You prod his wrist with your new index finger, and feel a strong pulse.
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Okay…he’s fine.
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>The grey figure is taking on a stronger body, developing hooves and eyes.
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>”If he’s fine, you should leave him. Don’t you have work to go back to?”
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>You can hear the hints of malice and sadness in its voice…it has always scared you.
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>You rip the plate out of Gummy’s mouth and throw it at her, the plate cutting a clean path through her middle.
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No! I’m not even gonna give him the chance to die. NOW GET OUT!
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>A smile pops up on the grey mare’s face, and then she disappears into a cloud of smoke.
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>You turn back to Anon.
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>His breathing has strengthened a little, and his pulse hasn’t dropped.
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>You stare at Gummy, who looks at you with you can only assume to be a frown.
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Don’t worry Gummy; He’ll be fine. Now help me get Anon to his room…He’s gonna be sleeping for a while.
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>Placing Anon’s head onto Gummy’s back, you grab his legs and begin to slowly carry him up the stairs.
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>You are now Fluttershy.
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>It is also the day after you started training with the necklace.
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>You have learned well and trained hard, and Twilight now feels confident enough to let you have the necklace.
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>She has a smile on her face as she pulls the charm out of the ground.
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>”Well Fluttershy, this is it!” She carefully lowers the glowing object into your hooves, and you can feel your excitement building.
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>”Wait! I think you have to say the incantation again; the magic might have worn off.”
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>She’s sweating profusely, and there is a nervous blush on her face.
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>”Sweet Celestia…this mare is a massive narcissist.” The thought makes you smile a little.
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>Anon had taught you that word when he first got to Ponyville.
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>He used it describe Rainbow Dash and Rarity.
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>And you weren’t about to risk Anon over another mare with a giant ego.
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Twilight is best pony.
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>She lets out a relieved sigh. ”It should be working now.”
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>Liar. It was working fine before.
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>Oh…who cares. You were going to use the buck out of this necklace and make Anon your lover-boy.
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>As you went to put on the necklace, Twilight’s hoof grabbed onto yours and kept you from hooking the clasp.
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>”Oh great. Do I have to say another incantation?” You roll your eyes as think.
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>”Wait! I forgot to tell you about the Exit Phrase!”
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>You can almost feel your ears bleed a bit at her outburst.
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W-what’s an ‘Exit Phrase’?
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>”It better not be ‘Twilight is best pony’” You were really getting tired of it.
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>”Sad to say, but there may be a time were you will need to destroy them. The Exit Phrase is a word that will activate said destruction.”
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Meaning?
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>You can hear a loud *crack* as Twilight’s hoof slams into her forehead, aided by magic.
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>It was the rare and dreaded ‘Level 5 Tacticians Facehoof.’
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>But that is a story for another day.
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>As she pulls back her hoof, she tells you “Come up with a keyword to destroy them should the occasion arise.”
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>You think for a minute, then whisper the password into Twilight’s ear.
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>She rolls her eyes and then whisper to the necklace in turn.
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>But then you remember how they were made.
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W-will I be k-kept from being destroyed?
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>She responds with: ”As long as you wear the necklace, you will be safe from the Exit Phrase.”
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>Feeling reassured, you put on the necklace and march towards Anon’s house with your army of ethical abominations.
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>The townsponies ran screaming or stood quietly as you marched through town.
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>Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon stood there laughing, making jokes about how you were the head of Prance’s new army.
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>Normally, you would run away and cry in a corner, but not today; today was too important for useless crying.
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>Using the necklace, you sent a “soldier” to go take care of them.
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>You stopped your “Prench Army” and watched as he chased the two fillies into a corner.
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>He was panting heavily, with a devious grin on his face.
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> He fumbled between his hind legs and stopped when he grabbed hold of a long and hard rod.
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>He reached forward, grabbing at Silver Spoon.
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>Diamond Tiara could only watch in shock as she saw a crowbar connect viciously with Silver’s jaw, dislocating it.
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>He dropped the crowbar and ran back into the group, at which point you had started them marching again.
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>Within minutes, you were at Anon’s house.
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>Instructing the rest to wait for further instructions, you walked inside, slowly closing the door behind you.
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>You are now Anon.
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>The intense pain you were feeling earlier is now gone, and you seem to be in your bed.
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>The world looks like a fuzzy blur, and you feel kind of happy.
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>In the corner of your, you can see a pink blob with a green triangular object sticking out of its top.
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>”Okay Brain; who was here went I went to sleep?”
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>Dude…look at my Cerebellum…it’s so weird man.
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>”He’s not going to be of any help. Penis?”
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>Penis has been knocked out for a while man…he’s such a lightweight.
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>”Okay…time to use manual recall.”
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>You comb your mind for a few seconds, and then mumble out a guess.
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Izzat you Pinkie?
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>She rushes into your field of vision as soon as you say her name.
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>”OHMYGOSHYOU’REALRIGHT!”
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>You can’t help but chuckle at her happiness.
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Ssslow down a bit; I can barely understand you.
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>”Oh! Sorry.”
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>She comes into focus, and you notice her eyes are almost bloodshot, her mane is less poof than usual, and her face has salty lines of dried tears.
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>And for whatever reason, Gummy has a red “X” painted on his back, like some kind of weird nurse’s cap.
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>’Pinkie~~~~~~~~~ you got some ‘splaining to do~~~~~~~~~~!’
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>Good point Brain.
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>You raise up on one elbow with Pinkie’s assistance.
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Pinkie…what the heck isss going on?
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>Her smile drops into a frown as she starts talking.
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>”Well, I thought I would some of Granny Pie’s Sooper Dooper Pain-go-bye-bye Powder.”
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>Oh Celestia that name. You chuckle a little, and Pinkie laughs as well, probably out of sympathy.
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>”And I guess it wasn’t made with other creatures in mind, because you blacked out like INSTANTLY.”
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>That doesn’t sound fun.
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>”It wasn’t fun at all! You were barely breathing.”
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>She leans over and gives you a hug, “But I’m just glad I didn’t kill my friend.”
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>You return the hug, and wonder why it’s raining in your house.
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Thank you Pinkie. How long have I been out?
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>”What do you mean ‘out’? You’ve been asleep for about a day! You’ve been in your bed the whole time!”
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Well; it could’ve been worse right?
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>Just as you finish talking, you can hear the creaking wood of your staircase.
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>Who the hell would be coming to visit?
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>You turn to Pinkie, who looks just a bit happier than she did before.
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Hey Pinkster…can you go check who that is…and do you remember what to do if it’s “her”?
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>She raises her hoof in salute, almost knocking Gummy onto the floor.
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>”Yup! You can count on me Sleepyhead!”
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>She hops out of the room, and you lay your head back onto the pillow.
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>There is silence, and then a loud thud.
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Pinkie?
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>A pink mane passes through the doorway, but it’s not the one you hoped for.
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>”Hello, my love.”
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>You react on instinct when Fluttershy’s voice hits your ears.
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Not my fetish. Get the hell out of my house.
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>You feel your jimmies rustle slightly when she laughs in response; she sounds dead serious.
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>”Oh, I’m not here for that.”
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>You rise up your elbows, and look at Fluttershy.
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>Everything about seems different: all the spaghetti seems to have left her body, and she’s wearing this bitchin’ glowing necklace.
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Then what do you want?
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>She meets you gaze and develops a smug grin. ”I’m here to give you a choice.”
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>Well this is new.
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>”You can come with me and we can live happily ever after with a life of hot monkey-pony sex…”
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>She trails off and looks at you, expecting a response.
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>Might as well humor her.
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And if I refuse?
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>Not saying a word, she opens up the bedroom window and motions for you to look outside.
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>You slowly get off the bed, still feeling woozy from whatever the hell Pinkie gave you.
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>You keep your eyes locked on her as you head towards the window, then break the stare in order to look outside.
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>You’re shocked into sobriety as you see what’s standing on the ground outside your house.
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>It’s like a scene from the darkest and most twisted nightmare you’ve never had.
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>A sea of Fluttershys, Flutterguys, Cuttershys, and Futashys are in formation in front of your house.
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>And they all stare at you; a carnal hunger burning white-hot in their eyes.
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>You can hear what sounds like rain, but they sky is bright and blue.
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>Oh god that’s nasty.
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>”I know Brain…I know.”
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>You turn back to Fluttershy and calmly ask her what is going on.
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WHAT THE FUCK?!
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>She just smiles at you. “Twilight made them for me…as insurance.”
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>Ignoring your shocked look, she continues talking.
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>“That is what you have to look forward to if you don’t come with me. I will set them all after you, and they won’t be as gentle as me.”
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>It’s a catch-22. No matter what you do, you’ll end up
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>Fucking Fluttershy.
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>”I will get what I want either way. All you have to do is choose the intensity.”
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Hmmm…
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>”Hey Brain?”
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>Yeah Anon?
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>”We need a plan. FAST.”
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>Alright. But you have to trust me on this. Deal?
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>”Deal.”
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>You turn back to Fluttershy, and begin act out Brain’s plan.
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Fuck you, ya’ chartreuse bastard!
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>Fluttershy takes a few steps back. ”Very well.”
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>Glancing out the window, you can see the pink and yellow horde rush at your house.
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>Pushing Yellow Quiet out of the way, you rush downstairs and begin barricading the front entrances to your house.
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>”DAMMIT BRAIN!”
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>Trust me man. You’re gonna be fine. Now untie Pinkie; you’re gonna need her help.
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>You untie Pinkie and throw her up the stairs.
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HOLD DOWN FLUTTERSHY!
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>Feeling confident in the single chair that’s holding the door closed, you run back upstairs to continue your escape plan.
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>Flutters is being pinned by Pinkie, who looks at you like you’re playing a game.
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>”Now what do we do Anon?”
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Grab her. We need to run.
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>You grab the duo and jump out of the window.
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>If it wasn’t for Pinkie and her wonder drug, you would be on the ground crying.
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>But instead, you’re sprinting down the road into town, Pinkie tailing close behind with Fluttershy in her mane, and an aerial squad of Flutterrapists chasing after you.
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>”Well what now Brain?”
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>Glancing over your shoulder, you see one clone that has rocketed ahead of the pack.
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>And she’s rapidly closing the gap between you and safety from horse-rape.
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>Okay; I’ve got it.
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>Your Brain goes silent for a couple seconds, and the mare behind you is getting ever closer.
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>”Well!?”
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>BananaHush’s necklace is probably what makes her the leader of the group. You need to grab it, and then you can send them out of town.
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>”How is that going to work?”
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>Give it a second. It’ll come to ya’.
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>You fall to the ground with the force that the lead clone struck you with, and you feel your back being viciously dry-humped.
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>Since your Brain didn’t explain much of the plan, you reach up your thumb and hope for a plum.
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PINKIE! GIVE ME HER NECKLACE! AND KEEP HER STILL.
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>Pinkie, still thinking it’s a game, throws you the necklace and begins laughing when Fluttershy struggles in her mane.
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>You rip the mare off of your back and turn her around so that she faces the crowd.
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>You grab the necklace out of the air and close it around the Fluttershy clone’s neck.
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>The other clones are getting dangerously close now.
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>Time to use your skills at impersonating voices.
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>With the army of clones but a few meters away, you hold the wriggling clone in front of your face, put on your best Fluttershy voice, and yell
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QUICK! ANON RAN THAT WAY!
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>The clones all stop in their tracks, and a soft magenta glow begins to envelop the necklace.
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>The glow then spreads out over all of the clones.
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>”FUCK!” You turn to see that not only is Fluttershy the one swearing, but she is covered in the glow as well.
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>Strangely enough, the clone that you are holding is the only Fluttershy that isn’t glowing.
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>The silence is quickly cut through by a maniacal laugh from Fluttershy.
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>You sit quietly as all of the glowing Fluttershys explode, spraying blood on the surrounding area.
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>You sit quietly for what seems like hours, pondering the moldy plum your plan turned out to be.
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>You look at the spot where Pinkie had sat, covered in blood.
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>Her mane had straightened out completely, and she ran away crying; not in her usual “I’m a fountain” fashion either.
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>You had goofed. Hard.
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>The clone-
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>You might as well call her Fluttershy, seeing as she’s the only one left.
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>Fluttershy sits calmly beside you, waiting a while before breaking the silence.
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>”Nice job, Anon.” There wasn’t any spite, nor rage or sadness. It was said as if it was a fact, and that’s what hit you hardest.
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>You turn to respond, but instead start to analyze the new Fluttershy.
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>She isn’t exactly a perfect copy of Fluttershy: her voice is deeper, breathier, and more confident; her eyes are a shade of minty green.
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>But aside from that, she could easily pass for the deceased original.
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>You get up to talk, having finally found the words to say.
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Well, we should probably get to Twilight’s house. I’ve got a lot of stuff to explain to her by the look of things.
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>Fluttershy stands up as well. ”What about Pinkie Pie?”
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>You can feel the rain start up again. She had taken care of you, fed you, and you had repaid her with a bloodbath of one of her friends.
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I don’t know.
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>Fluttershy leaps up and hugs you, and you cry shame-filled tears into her mane, not caring that most hugs with the original Fluttershy ended up with you getting molested.
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>But this one is different; she kept her hooves above your waist. It was a nice change from the old one.
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>”We’ll go find her later. But for now, you’re right; Twilight has to know what happened.”
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>She floats off of you and grabs your hand, and the two of you head toward the library.
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>”ANON YOU ASSHOLE!”
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>You are now at Twilight’s tree/library/house, and according to the new Fluttershy, it’s also a war shelter/museum/lab.
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>And she mad bro.
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>Remember how mad you were when Frieza tried to kill Goku, even though Goku let him live?
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>She’s about a hundred times angrier than that.
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>The rest of the Mane 6 (heh, horsey pun.), are just shifting around nervously.
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>Well, the ones that showed up anyways.
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>Nobody has been able to find Pinkie Pie, and Rainbow flew off to find a bar as soon as she saw the new Fluttershy’s eyes.
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>After Rainbow escaped, Twilight magically locked down the Library, trapping you, NewShy, Rarity, Applejack and Spike inside, and then forced you to explain what happened.
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>And explaining what happened only served to add fuel to her flames.
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>”NOW I HAVE TELL CELESTIA WHAT HAPPPENED AND THEN WE’LL ALL GET BANISHED, OR KILLED, OR HAVE OUR FUNDING CUT OFF!”
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>Wow.
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>She walks towards a stick of quills and parchment on a nearby table, her towering inferno of a mane leaving scorch marks on the ceiling.
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Twilight, c-can’t we j-jus-*mumble*
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>Fluttershy has jammed her hoof into your mouth, effectively halting the flow of words from your mouth.
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>Hey Anon, I’m just going to play the worst case scenario for ya’, okay?
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>”Is this how it all ends;” you mumble, Fluttershy’s hoof still stuck in your mouth, ”raped by Fluttershy while Celestia burns us all to a crisp?”
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>As you prepare to start pleading with Fluttershy, you see her throw a noodle at Twilight, striking her right between the eyes.
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>Fucking Fluttershy, now you’ve done it.
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>But instead of the fiery death you were expecting, the noodle seems to have calmed Twilight down.
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>The flames in Twilight’s eyes and mane have now died out completely, and she’s staring daggers at Fluttershy.
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>”We don’t have to tell Celestia about the noodles, do we Twilight?”
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>Okay, now this was just getting bizarre.
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Noodles?
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>”I WAS FRAMED!”
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>Fluttershy just smiles, ”Well why don’t we have a vote then? We can either tell Celestia about BOTH incidents, or we can keep quiet about them.”
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>Applejack and Rarity look more nervous than ever before.
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>Twilight still looks unsure.
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>”Spike’s vote will count for both Pinkie and Rainbow, seeing as they’re not here.”
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>As soon as she mentioned Spike’s vote counting double, Twilight grew a confident smile.
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>”I say that we tell the Prince-”
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>”Did I forget to mention that this would be an opportunity to study the social and behavioral effects of cloning?”
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>Twilight leaps onto Fluttershy, and you can almost see stars in her eyes.
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>”NO! WE HAVE TO KEEP QUIET! THEY CAN’T TAKE FLUTTERSHY; SHE IS MY PRECIOUS.”
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>That’s 1 vote Quiet, 0 votes Death.
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>You ignore Twilight slowly licking Fluttershy’s face and turn to Applejack.
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Well…what’s your say on this?
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>She clears her throat, ”Ah don’ believe in puttin’ anypony to death, regardless of what they done.”
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>She takes off her hat and fiddles it between her hooves.
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>”Nah it don’ mean I’m okay wit what you ‘er Twi did, but Ah say we give dis new Fluttershy a chance.”
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>2 votes Quiet.
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>All that’s left is Rarity and Spike.
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>Okay man, you’re not going to like this new plan.
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>”Why not Brain? Is Rarity getting killed too?”
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>Nah, it’s nothing like that. But you might not be getting any new jeans.
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>“Ohhhh.”
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>You turn to Rarity with a smile on your face and say
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So what do you say? I’ll keep quiet if you do?
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>Much like the night when you first found out, her eyes turn to pinpricks and she begins a nervous stammer.
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>”Y-y-yessssss let’s n-n-n-not t-t-tell anyponyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. Ssssssspik-k-k-k-k-k-ke?”
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>Spike’s eyes turn into little red hearts. It’s kind of adorable, how much he likes that mare.
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>”Yeah! Let’s keep quiet.” he says with a dreamy tone in his voice.
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>5 votes Quiet. You’re in the clear.
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>Twilight lifted the force-field around her tree and the person/ponies that didn’t live there all began to leave.
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>Applejack went home by herself, you walked back to your house with Fluttershy, and Rarity left with Spike as her escort.
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>When you got to your house, it was a wreck.
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>The front of your house looked like Swiss cheese, with holes the size of Pegasi, legs, and…other appendages.
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>True to her namesake, Fluttershy just stares shyly at the ground and says “Sorry about that. If there’s any way I can repay you, just let me know.”
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>You look at your house, then back to Fluttershy, then back at your house.
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Would you mind if I stayed at your place for a while? Just until my house is fixed?
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>She looks up at you and replies ”Sure.”
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>As the two of you walked entered Fluttershy’s cottage a few minutes later, you felt your heart sink.
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>You had just asked to stay at the home who has attempted your rape on multiple occasions.
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>You prayed that she was different as you went to sleep.
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