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A Visit from the Mothers' League by DCFTEF

By splishsplash
Created: 2022-01-05 16:49:09
Updated: 2022-03-17 12:48:39
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  1. 1.
    A Visit from the Mothers' League by DCFTEF
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    (Anon / SS, DT)
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    M/ff, otk, hand, non-consensual
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    (20/04/2016)
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    https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/27138719/#q27138858
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    ---
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  11. 11.
    An ordinary day in Ponytown
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    Skies clear (thanks weather ponies)
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    Birds singing (thanks Fluttershy)
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    The smell of cupcakes and horse butts in the air
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    Yeah...you never really get used to it
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    But that's why you moved to Equestria, isn't it?
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  18. 18.
    Trade and tourism has existed between your two worlds for 18 months now
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    But Celestia limits visas pretty strictly
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    So thankfully the whole place hasn't been flooded with brony neckbeards
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    Still, you've seen a worrying number of ponies wearing trilby's lately
  22. 22.
    Cultural exchange is not always a good thing
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    You are not on a tourist visa...you're here to work
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    It doesn't matter what you do, that's not why you're reading this story
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    Just know that you live in Ponyville and have a lot of free time to mingle with the locals
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  27. 27.
    Today you're wrapping up work early
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    *Knock* *Knock*
  29. 29.
    Visitors? In this town it could be anybody
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    >"Hello, I..."
  31. 31.
    You're a little surprised to see Spoiled Rich at your door
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    Are you behind in your credit payments at Barnyard Bargains?
  33. 33.
    Wait...you don't even have a credit account at Barnyard Bargains.
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    >"Good afternoon, Mr. Anonymous. I hope we haven't caught you at an inconvenient time?"
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    We?
  36. 36.
    >"We were hoping to have a word with you. May we come in?"
  37. 37.
    >"Eh, sure..."
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  39. 39.
    You step aside to let Diamond Tiara's mother enter, and a whole string of ponies follows her
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    Silver Spoon's mother, Silver Chalice. Mrs. Cake. Rumble's mother, Gusty Sunbeams.
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    Cookie Crumbles is here, along with Granny Smith and others
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    In all about a dozen ponies, all of them mothers except Pinkie Pie and a big chested stallion you recognize as Zipporwhill's father.
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    You're gonna need more seats...
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  45. 45.
    Luckily you have a lot of pillows in this rental house
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    You're spared the faux-pas of not having enough seats for every pony
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    Once tea has been offered, and you've set out a tray of cookies, you ask their business;
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    >"So what can I help you with?"
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    Spoiled Rich seems to be their self-declared leader, but Rarity & Sweetie Belle's mother, Cookie begins in her midwest Equestria accent;
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    >"Anon, we represent the Ponyville Protective Parents Participation Pact..."
  51. 51.
    >"The PPPPP?"
  52. 52.
    >"It isn't a very good name...but we have a very nice logo for our newsletter."
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    She continues;
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    >"We're a little confused...and concerned about an incident that happened earlier today."
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    You have an idea what she's talking about,
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    But you play dumb for the moment.
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  58. 58.
    Silver Spoon's mother tosses something onto your coffee table
  59. 59.
    >"Today around lunch time you confiscated these from my daughter and her friend Diamond Tiara."
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    Eeyup, just what you suspected
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    >"Well, it didn't seem right for two little fillies to be smoking cigarettes."
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    >"INDEED NOT!"
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    Spoiled Rich's voice is imperious, but massively self important
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    With good humor the ladies tolerate her in their midst. Mrs. Cake continues;
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    >"What Ms. Rich means is, we appreciate you taking those dreadful things from those two fillies. Knowing there are good ponies...and human-apes...in this town, who will look out for our children is one of the reasons we feel safe allowing them to play and roam freely. I hope Ponyville stays that way when my twins are old enough, and when they have their own foals."
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  67. 67.
    Granny Smith chimes in, and all the younger mares hush out of respect
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    >"We gots a sayin' in Equestria: It takes a herd to raise a foal."
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    >"We've got a similar saying in my world."
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    She nods, thinking you've got the picture,
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    >"Well good, good. And since you're part of our herd now we're plumb happy that you look out fer the young'uns.
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    >"We just don't understand why ya left the job half done."
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    >"I beg your pardon, Granny Smith?"
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    What does she mean, 'half done'?
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    >"You took them cigareeats off them girls...but then you didn't do nuthin'!
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    >"You didn't whup 'em,
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    >"You didn't even tell their Momma's what they been up to!"
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    Okay, that was weird
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    Did Granny Smith just suggest that you should have 'whupped' Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara when you caught them with cigarettes?
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    Well, she's getting on in years
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    Older folks sometimes say crazy things
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    You look around the room for reactions
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    But all the mothers wear the same questioning expression as Granny
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    >"Okay, I admit, I should have told the fillies' parents what I saw
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    >"I just didn't want them to get into trouble
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    >"I was wrong. In the future I'll inform the parents if I stop a foal that's doing something they shouldn't be doing.
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    >"It's not my place to cut them a break...if you want to cut them a break you should decide that as their parents."
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    Pretty good, eh?
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    Okay...problem solved.
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  94. 94.
    But the mares don't seem comfortable with that.
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    >"That's...satisfactory, I suppose"
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    Spoiled Rich says nothing, but shakes her head
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    It's Button's mother, Milfay that finally says what's on every pony's mind;
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    >"But we'd much rather you handled the situation on the spot."
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    You're still not getting it
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    Human-apes must have thick skulls
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    >"How should I do that?"
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  103. 103.
    Granny Smith throws her arms up in frustration;
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    >"Gol-Dang'it! Just what I already done said! I'm the one supposed to be goin' deaf here, not you!
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    >"Ya whup their little behinds!"
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    You look around the room and all mares are nodding, as if you were the only one in the room who didn't know that
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    You give a glance to the one stallion in the room, who is chewing a mouthful of cookies
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    When you make eye contact he raises his eyebrows and nods slowly...affirmatively
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    Silently saying;
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    >Yeah, bro. You should have known that.
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    You turn to the room
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    >"You're all okay with this?"
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    >"We INSIST upon it!"
  116. 116.
    Spoiled Rich speaks in declarations.
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    It's up to the others to translate her indignation.
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    >"Yes, Mr. Anonymous, disciplining them on the spot is exactly what we'd all do"
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    comments Cookie
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    >"and we don't understand why you didn't."
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    You try to explain that human culture is different;
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    >"That's a big taboo in human society, disciplining someone else's kid...and hitting one could land you in jail."
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    The mares mutter disapprovingly among themselves
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    Silver Chalice cuts straight to the point;
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    >"That may work for your society, but you are in Equestria now.
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    >"Don't you think you ought to adapt to OUR culture, especially as it pertains to OUR foals?"
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    There isn't much you can say to that
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    She's got you there
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  131. 131.
    Cookie Crumbles goes on;
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    >"We would understand if you didn't want to be involved in our town...with our foals.
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    >"We would respect that and tell them to leave you in peace."
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    Pinkie Pie injects;
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    >"Like Cranky Donkey wanted me to do!"
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    All the mothers look at her, questioningly.
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    >"Pinkie, what are you doing here? You are not a parent."
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    >"I saw a whole crowd of ponies heading for 'Nonny's house and thought it was a party."
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    She darts over and whispers loudly in your ear;
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    >"This is a pretty lame party. All these mares want to do is sit around talking about spankings.
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    >"Maybe we could get some piñata's for them to spank!"
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    Mrs. Cake raises her voice;
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    >"PINKIE! You are supposed to be watching the shop now. GO!"
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    With a 'Yikes!' expression on her face, Pinkie Pie is gone in a flash.
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    Cup Cake sits there, shaking her head
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    >"I just don't know what we're going to do with her."
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  148. 148.
    Cookie continues;
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    >"As I said, we would understand if you didn't want to be involved in our foals' lives, but you're there for them in so many other ways.
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    >"You're always willing to help with their homework..."
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    Gusty Sunbeams adds;
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    >"You serve as Life Guard so they can swim in the lake."
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    Milfay is next;
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    >"You chaperoned their school camping trip in the Whitetail Woods."
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    Each mare has an example to offer
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    >"And it's not just the fun things you help them with..."
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    says Shady Daze's mother
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    >"When my Shady sprained his pastern playing in the gully you carried him 3 miles to the hospital...then walked another half-mile to come fetch me and tell me what had happened."
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    Milfay gets the conversation back on track;
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    >"So we don't understand...you're so willing to help with everything else, even the unpleasant things, why not with this one little thing?"
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    Granny adds;
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    >"It ain't like we expect you to tan their heinie's every single day. They's all good foals deep down...it don't happen often."
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    >"Mr. Anonymous, you're giving us very mixed signals."
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  167. 167.
    So you try to explain a little about the human world;
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    >"See, in my culture a lot of parents...not all...have moved on to other discipline methods.
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    >"Stuff like taking away a privilege or favorite toy...restricting them to their bedroom."
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    The mares snort and shake their heads in disdain.
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    >"Oh, we have ponies here in Equestria who feel that way."
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    explains Cookie
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    >"My sister in Baltimare for example. When I took my Sweetie Belle with me to visit last month she was looking forward to playing with her little cousin and seeing the city with him so much...
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    >"But he was grounded for some silly little thing that happened a week ago.
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    >"It was just awful, neither of them could go out and play together...it ruined the visit for both of them."
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    The mares all nod approvingly.
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    You realize; you're not going to win this debate
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  179. 179.
    You make one last grasp for some support
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    You ask Zipphorwill's father his opinion;
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    >"We've heard from the ladies...what say you on this?"
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    Maybe a stallion will understand your hesitancy better
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    But instead he shrugs;
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    >"Honestly, if you can catch Zipper there's a few more things I'd like you to spank her for. If you can catch her..."
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  186. 186.
    Alright.
  187. 187.
    So what's the big deal? You knew there would be cultural adjustments when you moved to Equestria
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    Looks like you're gonna be expected to smack some little horse butts now and then
  189. 189.
    You've already accepted it when Spoiled Rich issues an ultimatum;
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    >"Mr. Anonymous, on this we must INSIST.
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    >"If you're going to be part of our foals' lives you must FULLY engage
  192. 192.
    >"If you are not willing to occasionally discipline a naughty filly or colt we MUST ask that you not be involved in their lives at all.
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    Mrs. Cake adds;
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    >"But we hope you do remain engaged. They benefit so much from having you around."
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    All of them look to you expectantly
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    Hoping you'll say 'yes', worried you'll say 'no' and step out of their foal's lives.
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    >"Alright, in the future I'll..."
  199. 199.
    Boy it sounds weird to say it
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    >"I'll be sure to spank any foal I catch doing something that warrants it."
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    It's an answer that gives you some latitude
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    And it seems to satisfy the mares.
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    >"Very good"
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    Silver Chalice declares;
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    >"Then let's start now."
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    She pushes the door open with her hoof
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    >"You two get your little rumps in here NOW."
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    Wait...Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara have been waiting outside the whole time?
  210. 210.
    Apparently so...they trudge in with sad, nervous looks on their faces
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    >"Mr. Anonymous has explained the delay in punishing you two rascals. What do you have to say to him?"
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  213. 213.
    >"We're sorry Mr. Anon."
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    They speak in one synchronized voice
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    Tiara looks embarrassed and remorseful, Silver keeps shooting terrified glances toward her mother
  216. 216.
    >"Well, I'm sorry about all the confusion, girls.
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    >"If I'd known how things work here we could be done with all this unpleasantness by now."
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  219. 219.
    >"Well we'll be done soon enough"
  220. 220.
    Spoiled pushes the two weeping fillies forward
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  222. 222.
    You don't know how to start
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    When you woke up this morning you didn't think 'spanking two little ponies' was on your agenda for today
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    >"Um...alright, who wants to be first?"
  225. 225.
    They look at each other in fear
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    No kid wants to answer that question
  227. 227.
    The longer it's delayed the more chance there is a comet will destroy Equestria and save their little rumps from doom
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  229. 229.
    Obviously, neither foal wants to hop up on your lap first
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    But going second is no fun either...watching your friend suffer and knowing you're next
  231. 231.
    Diamond and Spoon have enough to worry about without a difficult decision
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    But Silver Chalice makes that decision for them
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    >"GIRLS! Up on Mr. Anon's lap, THIS INSTANT!"
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  235. 235.
    Her sharp command snaps them both into action
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    Both fillies scramble for position, clumsily climbing up onto your lap
  237. 237.
    You've had fillies (and a few colts) jockeying for space on your lap before
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    Mostly when you were telling them a story about the human-ape world
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    But this time the intent is different
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    Now two weepy fillies lay there, faces down, trembling rumps in the air
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    Silver on the inside, against your abdomen
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    Tiara on the outside, nearer your knees
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    Both tails pressed tight against their vulnerable tushies
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    >"Okay...how do I start?"
  245. 245.
    The mothers roll their eyes
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    Spoiled Rich gives you an answer though;
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    >"Well, I doubt you have a mane brush or a proper paddle handy
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    >"Although that band of cow-leather you wear to keep your monkey-pants from falling down has promise..."
  249. 249.
    >"Your 'hand', as you call it, is large and wide enough to be sufficient. We'll deal with these fillies PROPERLY when we get them home."
  250. 250.
     
  251. 251.
    You feel Diamond & Spoon shake in fear when they hear that pronouncement
  252. 252.
    They're visibly crying harder, knowing this is only a warm-up
  253. 253.
    You don't feel right about it...and it's time to put your foot down.
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  255. 255.
    You sweep your arms around both fillies
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    >"No you don't.
  257. 257.
    >"Ladies, if I'm gonna do this you can't undermine my authority"
  258. 258.
    Sound convincing?
  259. 259.
    It's a bluff.
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    >"If I'm expected to punish your foals I'm giving the ONLY punishment"
  261. 261.
    You try to speak like Chalice & Spoiled do...loud and grandiose
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    >"When I'm done this punishment is done...no Round Two"
  263. 263.
    >"Or I'm out."
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  265. 265.
    There's a silence
  266. 266.
    You can be a big, intimidating human ape when you want to
  267. 267.
    But is it enough?
  268. 268.
    The other moms would gladly accept your terms
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    But it's not their foals in trouble
  270. 270.
    Only the two mothers directly involved get a vote
  271. 271.
    They look at each other but say nothing
  272. 272.
    Finally;
  273. 273.
    >"Well, you are two very lucky fillies"
  274. 274.
    Spoiled agrees with Silver Chalice;
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    >"You both owe Mr. Anonymous a big thanks"
  276. 276.
     
  277. 277.
    So your bluff worked
  278. 278.
    At least when you're done these two don't have more to worry about
  279. 279.
    Granny Smith gives a last bit of advice, softly;
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    >"Move their tails out the way, Mr. Anon"
  281. 281.
    >"No filly likes to have her bottom and private parts uncovered, but if ye accident'ly whack their dock it could really hurt a lil' foal"
  282. 282.
    You gently do as she says
  283. 283.
    Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon squeal in dismay as you move their soft tails
  284. 284.
    But when they turn to look up at you their faces carry a hint of gratitude
  285. 285.
    They don't want to be spanked, but a session with you isn't as bad as facing the wrath of their moms
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  287. 287.
    Dragging this out is cruel
  288. 288.
    It's time to start
  289. 289.
    You draw back your hand and pick your target from the two on offer...
  290. 290.
    *Smack!*
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  292. 292.
    You had to play a quick game of 'Einey-Meeney-Miney-Moe' to decide
  293. 293.
    But it's Silver Spoon who gets the first spank
  294. 294.
    She gasps...your hand covers her entire butt and it's harder than she expected
  295. 295.
    Beside her, Diamond Tiara wails in fear, knowing she's next
  296. 296.
    And she doesn't have to wait long...she gets two for Silver's one
  297. 297.
    *Smack!* *Smack!*
  298. 298.
    Then back to Silver
  299. 299.
    >"Whhhhaaaaahhhhh!"
  300. 300.
    With two little quivering rumps in front of you there's no lack of targets
  301. 301.
    You count carefully
  302. 302.
    Your technique appears random, but each filly is getting the same count of spanks
  303. 303.
    Sometimes you spank back and forth; 1 for Diamond, 1 for Silver, 1 for Diamond, 1 for Silver
  304. 304.
    And sometimes you concentrate on one filly's bottom for a set of spanks
  305. 305.
     
  306. 306.
    Both girls are a sniffling, bawling mess
  307. 307.
    Even when it's not their turn to get whacked they cringe at every loud clap
  308. 308.
    Neither knows if the next spank is going to renew the fire in their butt, or her best friend's
  309. 309.
    Both cry and squirm plenty
  310. 310.
    You must be doing a good job
  311. 311.
     
  312. 312.
    So how long should you keep this up?
  313. 313.
    You've never given a spanking before...especially to a tiny horse
  314. 314.
    You raise your head to look at the mares for opinions, but they just look on approvingly
  315. 315.
    The single stallion in the room is still chewing on cookies
  316. 316.
    >"Baaawwwww! Anon, we're SOOOORRRRRRYYYYYY!"
  317. 317.
    >"Whaaaahhhh! Please stop, please no more! Whhhaahh!"
  318. 318.
    Looks like the fillies are ready to stop, but they don't get a vote
  319. 319.
    *Smack!* *Smack!*
  320. 320.
    *Smack!* *Smack!*
  321. 321.
    >"WHHHAAAHHH!"
  322. 322.
    >"WE'RE SORRRRRRYYYYYY!"
  323. 323.
    You feel bad that they're suffering
  324. 324.
    This pair had a bad reputation for brattiness
  325. 325.
    Only recently they'd begun to turn over a new leaf
  326. 326.
    It seems sad to be punishing them now
  327. 327.
    But a turnaround to good behavior won't happen overnight
  328. 328.
    This spanking is just a step along the way
  329. 329.
    *Smack!* *Smack!* *Smack!*
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    A painful one.
  331. 331.
     
  332. 332.
    You've resolved to end this when their backsides reach a certain level of pinkness
  333. 333.
    Difficult, since Diamond Tiara's coat is already pink
  334. 334.
    But you can see enough of their skin through the fur to make a safe judgement
  335. 335.
    And they've got a little more to go
  336. 336.
     
  337. 337.
    >"Whhhaaaa, Owwww, Ow! Ow! OW! No more, OW! Please, Anon!"
  338. 338.
    You're going to take your responsibility seriously
  339. 339.
    Little fillies shouldn't smoke cigarettes...they've earned this
  340. 340.
    Still, they are just little fillies
  341. 341.
    Waiting, knowing they were doomed to a painful spanking was a heavy dose of misery right there
  342. 342.
    Somehow, with zero experience, you need to balance their suffering with society's demand that they be punished
  343. 343.
    Just gotta wing it...
  344. 344.
     
  345. 345.
    *Smack!* *Smack!*
  346. 346.
    *Smack!* *Smack!*
  347. 347.
    *Smack!* *Smack!*
  348. 348.
    They both howl and squeal in anguish
  349. 349.
    Those rumps are getting pretty close to fully cooked as well
  350. 350.
    >"OwOwooowwWWW! It hurts!"
  351. 351.
    Time to draw this to a close
  352. 352.
    >"Diamond, Silver...you know what you did wrong, right?"
  353. 353.
    *Smack!* *Smack!*
  354. 354.
    >"Aiiieee! Ow! Yes, Mr. *sob* Anon, we d-do!"
  355. 355.
    *Smack!* *Smack!*
  356. 356.
    >"And you know why it's wrong?"
  357. 357.
    *Smack!* *Smack!*
  358. 358.
    >"WHHHAAHH! Yes, we'll NEVER *hic* smoke cigarettes again!"
  359. 359.
    *Smack!* *Smack!*
  360. 360.
    >"Good, because if I ever hear about you doing that again you won't just answer to your parents!"
  361. 361.
    *Smack!* *Smack!*
  362. 362.
    >"You'll be explaining yourself to ME as well, got it?"
  363. 363.
    >"WHHHAAAAA!!! Yes! Please stop!"
  364. 364.
    Not yet
  365. 365.
    They each get a painful 10-spank finale
  366. 366.
    First Diamond, then Silver Spoon
  367. 367.
    It's enough to have them shrieking and struggling to escape your lap
  368. 368.
    But it's over
  369. 369.
     
  370. 370.
    You allow them a few moments to realize the punishment is over
  371. 371.
    And for the first time you notice how much your own hand stings
  372. 372.
    Yow! You probably couldn't even hold a pencil right now
  373. 373.
    >"It's okay, girls. You can get down now."
  374. 374.
     
  375. 375.
    Sniffling, rubbing their sore heinies, the two fillies climb off your lap
  376. 376.
    There's no brattiness or defiance left in them
  377. 377.
    They stand before you, sobbing contritely
  378. 378.
    >"Alright, we're never going to have to do this again, are we?"
  379. 379.
    Rhetorical question; but it seems like the way to go right now.
  380. 380.
     
  381. 381.
    They nod emphatically
  382. 382.
    >"N-No sir...*sniffle* not never, ever!"
  383. 383.
    You nod approvingly...the mares seem to like how you handled things too
  384. 384.
    >"Okay then..."
  385. 385.
    You toussle their manes
  386. 386.
    >"Why don't you go upstairs for a few minutes? If you go out on the balcony and look down you can see a nest of baby birds that just hatched. Be very quiet, don't disturb the mother."
  387. 387.
     
  388. 388.
    They're still smarting from the spanking, but small smiles appear on their tear-streaked faces
  389. 389.
    Both fillies hurry upstairs, as fast as their sore rumps can manage
  390. 390.
    You don't know if they're really interested in baby birds, or just desperate to escape a room full of angry moms
  391. 391.
    And now you are left alone with that room full of moms
  392. 392.
    >"You handled that very well, Anonymous."
  393. 393.
    The others agree with Cookie, but Spoiled Rich adds;
  394. 394.
    >"I still think that leather strap around your waist would have worked better..."
  395. 395.
    But the consensus is that you've executed your duties perfectly
  396. 396.
    >"Would any of you ladies like more tea?"
  397. 397.
     
  398. 398.
    Two days later you're coming home with your shopping bags from the market
  399. 399.
    Asparagus is in season, it looks good today
  400. 400.
    As usual cherries are overpriced
  401. 401.
    And Granny Smith would probably come after you with a wooden spoon if you forget apples (you don't)
  402. 402.
    You get a pound of fresh fish too, which you have to buy from the pet food stand
  403. 403.
    >"Eh, but Mr. Anon, you don't have a pet."
  404. 404.
    It's useless to try to explain to the ponies
  405. 405.
    Human apes are just weird.
  406. 406.
     
  407. 407.
    As you head home a small group led by breathless filly runs up to you
  408. 408.
    >"Oh, hi Scoots"
  409. 409.
     
  410. 410.
    >"Hiya, Anon! Rumble's brother showed him how make a super cool raft outta barrels and Big Mac gave us the scrap wood to build it
  411. 411.
    Truffle Shuffle continues;
  412. 412.
    >"But we're not allowed to sail it on Big Willow lake unless we got a grown-up with us"
  413. 413.
    So Twist asks;
  414. 414.
    >"Can you pleath come be our Lithe Guard?"
  415. 415.
    How can you say no?
  416. 416.
     
  417. 417.
    As you walk out to the lake with a herd of excited foals you notice Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara sheepishly hanging toward the back
  418. 418.
    >They must hate my guts
  419. 419.
    So you fall back a little to talk to them
  420. 420.
    >"How are you doing?"
  421. 421.
    Both hang their heads low
  422. 422.
    >"We're okay. We're really sorry about the other day"
  423. 423.
    Spoon adds;
  424. 424.
    >"We haven't touched cigarettes since!"
  425. 425.
    Well I hope not
  426. 426.
    That was only two days ago
  427. 427.
    >"Well, I'm sorry too. If I'd just handled things the way your mothers expected I may have saved everyone a lot of trouble."
  428. 428.
     
  429. 429.
    DT finally asks;
  430. 430.
    >"So, are we allowed to come to the lake too, or are you still mad at us?"
  431. 431.
    They both look up at you, hungry for confirmation that they are forgiven
  432. 432.
    >"Of course. That was a weird day for everyone. Let's put it behind us, okay?"
  433. 433.
    That draws two wide smiles
  434. 434.
    They thank you, and race ahead to be with the others
  435. 435.
     
  436. 436.
    Success!
  437. 437.
    The raft actually floats!
  438. 438.
    It gets stuck a few times, so you have to wade out to get it unfouled from submerged logs, but it works pretty well
  439. 439.
    They even get you to come aboard
  440. 440.
    It sits low in the water, but the craft holds your weight
  441. 441.
     
  442. 442.
    After a few hours of pirate battles, exploring and a belly flop competition you and your tiny equine crew ties the raft up in a shady spot for some rest
  443. 443.
    >"Are you sure it's safe?"
  444. 444.
    asks Tiara
  445. 445.
    >"What if the raft sinks while we're asleep?"
  446. 446.
    You re-assure her
  447. 447.
    >"I'll keep one eye open"
  448. 448.
    That satisfies her. As long as a grown-up deems it safe she trusts.
  449. 449.
    And when they all sprawl out for a nap, Silver and Tiara curl up right on your lap
  450. 450.
    In almost the exact same spots where they got their spankings
  451. 451.
     
  452. 452.
    Ponyville sure is a weird place
  453. 453.
    But you're getting used to it.
  454. 454.
     
  455. 455.
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