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[FLUTTERRAPE] Necromancer Anon
By NebulusCreated: 2021-07-16 21:31:33
Updated: 2021-07-03 21:29:37
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Originally uploaded to Pastebin: June 22nd, 2013
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>Day Morbid in Equestria
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>You are Anon
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>Madman
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>Wake up
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>Shit, shower, shave
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>Stroll over to the window and throw back the curtains
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>A small town can be seen from it
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>Ponyville, to be exact
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>You hated going there, since you preferred your little cosy cottage
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>Being a hermit was awesome
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>Especially since the peace and quiet gave you ample time to work on your creations
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>What creations, I hear you ask, dear reader?
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>You walk into your kitchen and over to the large wooden door in the corner
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>Several giant metal locks keep it nice and shut
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>Wouldn't want the unfathomable horror that lies within to escape and wreak havoc upon the unsuspecting masses
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>...Yet
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>Grab a small burlap sack full of food off the table next to the door
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>Gulp
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>And undo all the locks
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>The door creaks open
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>The stench of death instantly fills your nostrils
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>You're used to it though
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>Walk down the steps and turn on the lights
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>A hideous creature of insurmountable revulsion stumbles into the light
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>It inspires fear into your heart
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>Truly, you are a monster for creating such a vile and sinful creati-
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>"Oh, hi, Anon. Is it morning already?"
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>...
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>You wish she would act more like a monster sometimes
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"Mornin', Grubs."
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>Grubs stretches
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>Her front leg's stitches come undone and it falls to the floor
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>You both stare at it
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>"Uhh, you can fix that, right?"
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>Huff and stroll past her
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"Of course I can, you foolish minion!"
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>"That was uncalled for, Anonymous."
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"...Sorry. But I'd like it if you at least TRIED to act like a brainless drone"
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>Grubs sniffs, a worm pokes it's head out of her grey/green cheek before ducking back inside
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>She takes no notice of it
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>"Well I might act brainless if I wasn't completely aware of my surroundings. Which reminds me, can I go outside now?"
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"NO! You aren't ready."
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>"For what?"
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"I'm going to turn you into a brutal killing machine, then unleash you on Ponyville and watch in glee as you butcher the innocents!"
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>"Why?"
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"Because when I first got here, they had a party and didn't invite me"
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>She blinks a few times
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>Her eye falls out
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>You pick it up and pop it back in, then watch as it slowly rolls around back into it's original position
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>"That's kinda foalish, Anon"
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"S-shut up."
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>"For an insane hermit necrolord, you're a bit... Beta"
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"SHUT UP. HAVE SOME BREAKFAST"
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>Throw the sack at her
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>It's bloodied contents spill to the floor
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>The intestines of a freshly killed animal pour onto the ston-
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>It's cabbage, alright?
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>You were too scared to kill an innocent animal, so you just stole a cabbage from some hick with a farm hat
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>She was mad as hell
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>Grubs chews on the cabbage in delight
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>You walk over to your table and sit down to work on your newest creation
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>Something more... Compliant with orders
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>Grubs was the first attempt, she's only 3 days old.
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>You dug her up from a nearby cemetery and worked your magic on her
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>When she came around, she didn't know who she was, but was still capable of coherent thought.
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>She finishes her breakfast and trots on over to you, looking over your shoulder while you sit on your tiny wooden stool and scribble some formulas on some paper
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>She slowly swallows her last bit of breakfast and nudges you
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>"Whatcha workin' on?"
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"A new monster. Something that will blindly follow my orders and not answer me back like YOU"
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>Prod her with your quill
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>She smirks
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>"So you want a slave? Wow, I didn't think you were into that kind of stuff"
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"Shush. Or I won't reattach your leg."
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>"When exactly are you going to do that?"
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"When I deem you worthy enough."
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>"..."
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"I-I don't have any more string..."
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>"You going to head into town and steal some again?"
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"Yes."
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>"When?"
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"Right now"
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>"Do it then"
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"I will!"
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>"Go!"
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"I AM DOING!"
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>You stand up and storm out of the basement
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>"AND BRING BACK SOME MORE CABBAGE!"
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>Slam the door shut and lock it
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>Stupid fucking zombie servant not listening to orders
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>Walk through the tall grass towards the town, the sun shining on your neck as you look at your feet while you walk
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>Soon. They'll all perish soon.
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>...That party looked like so much fun
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>You reach the outskirts of town and start sneaking
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>Make a break for the large clothes shop, which is luckily out of the way in terms of other buildings
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>Dive into a bush and look around
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>No one noticed you
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>Reminds you of your romantic life
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>Ha! Good one, brain!
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>Aaaand now you're sad
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>With a glum look upon your mug you peek through a window
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>Observe the shop owner mill about, stitching this and that while seemingly singing to herself
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>Watch her needlework intently
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>You need to learn how to do that. Grubs' leg has fallen off 4 times in the short time she's been alive
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>The damn thing just won't stay on.
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>You're tempted to melt the skin together. Not like she can feel pain
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>She might not approve of you attacking her with fire though
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>Grubs may be a servant, but she's got a mean slapping hoof
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>The shop pony exits the room, leaving a large spool of pink string on the floor
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>You were told her name once, when you got here, but you've already forgotten it
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>It's been like, a year since you got here
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>You've spent most of that time fixing up the hut you found outside town and researching the wonders of necromancy
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>But now is not the time for memories. It's the time for theft
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>You sprint around the side of the shop to the front and burst through the door
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>Grab the string
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>Run your ass out of there before the pony can reappear
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>"Hello? Is any pony there?"
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>Too slow, shop-horse. You're like a phantom
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>Chuckle and scurry towards the tall grass as you have done a hundred times before
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>Turn and look back at the shop window
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>The pony is looking confused
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>Another successful heist
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>You plod through the grass on the way back to your hut, clutching the thread spool in one hand
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>The sounds of birds chirping accompanies you
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>You lazily trudge homewards and pay no mind to the pony that steps out in front of you
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>Wonder why the world is moving so fast
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>Slam down on your front
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>It knocks the wind out of you and your thread goes flying
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>Rub your head and stand up
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>Look at what you tripped over
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>A small yellow pegasus is nursing her leg and looking sorry for herself
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>She sees you and freezes
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>You gulp, not sure what to do
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>Not so stealthy after all, genius
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>The pony slowly takes a step forwards, a nervous look on her face
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>"Umm... H-hello?"
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>Your eyes dart around for the thread
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>Can't find it
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>"I-is this yours?"
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>The pony offers up the spool on her hoof, giving a small smile along with it
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>Snatch it and nod
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"Thankyougoodbye"
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>Take off running back to your hut
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>Grubs will be thrilled to hear about your conversation with the pony
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"So I says to her "Fuck you, you filthy pegasus. Why don't you go back to pegasusdale or whatever the shit that place is called". Fucking Pegasi, right?"
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>Grubs' face is completely deadpan
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>Ironic, given that she's technically dead
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>"That never happened, did it, Anon?"
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"N-no."
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>She sighs and nudges her dismembered limb towards you with her muzzle
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>"Could you please reattach my leg?"
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"Fine, fine... Don't know why I bother talking to you anyway"
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>"Because I'm the only pony you CAN talk to?"
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"Shush."
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>You sit down on your stool and lay Grubs over your lap
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>She goes still and patiently waits for you to stitch her leg back on
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>The worm from before makes a reappearance
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"You gonna get rid of that worm?"
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>"No. I like him"
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"He's gross"
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>"You're a terrible necrolord, you know that?"
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"I'm better than you"
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>"That's not... Whatever."
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>You finish stitching the leg and turn to your undead minion
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"Alright, Grubs. Here's the plan."
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>Jab a finger at the papers on your desk
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"If we're going to level this pathetic town and reforge it in undeath, we'll need these ingredients"
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>She looks over the papers
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>"I have no idea what any of these things mean."
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>You look at the papers
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>It's upside down
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>God dammit
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>Turn it the right way up
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>"Ooooh, that seems easy enough. But uhh, I think this might be a problem."
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>She points at your most critical material
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>Peer at it
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>Scrunch up your nose and look back at her
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"And what -exactly- is so hard about getting hold of twenty five cadavers?"
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>She gives you an "Are you actually serious" look
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"You'll just have to go to the cemetery where I got you!"
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>"...What do you mean 'me'?"
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"You don't seriously think that I'm going to get my hands filthy digging up bodies, do you?""
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>She scowls at you
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>Pat her on the head
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>Her eye falls out
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>Push it back in her skull
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"Good girl. Chop chop! Or I'll kill you and reanimate you."
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>"You won't do that because you don't know how, you bloody ape"
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>Ouch.
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>"And what are you going to be doing anyway?"
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"Getting the other ingredients of course! I'll have to 'neutralise' several targets in order to get them safely, though."
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>"You're going to run into town and steal them again, aren't you?"
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"Yes."
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>"You're not going to hurt a fly, and are instead going to run around screaming if you get caught, aren't you?"
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"Y-yes."
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>"Alright then. When are we doin-"
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>Knock knock knock
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>You stare at your minion
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"...Did you just say 'knock knock knock'?"
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>"No."
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>She turns her head slightly and raises an eyebrow
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>"I... I think you might have a visitor"
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>Your brain struggles to process this
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"What should I do?"
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>Knock knock knock
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>"Probably answer the door."
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"But I've never had a visitor! What should I say?"
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>"I don't know! I've never left this damn basement!"
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"Oh yeah. C-can you come up with me?"
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>"What, so that if things go wrong I can take care of them and tick one cadaver off your list?"
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"Well more as a sort of 'security blanket', but sure, that as well"
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>She shakes her head and trots towards the stairs
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>"The shit I put up with..."
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>Push past her, laughing nervously
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"Uhh, I think I'll take the lead, thank you very much, minion."
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>She rolls her eyes
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>Luckily none of them fall out again
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>You walk upstairs and towards the door
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>Your palms are sweaty
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>Knees weak
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>Arms are heavy
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>Reach it and look back at your minion, who is looking at you from the top of the basement stairs
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>She points a hoof at the door and jerks her head to the side
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>Gulp
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>Open the door
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>Look down
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>The pegasus is there
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>Uh oh
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>You both stare at each other for a good while
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>A gentle breeze drifts on by
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>Shuffle nervously
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"Can I help you?"
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>"Umm... My name is Fluttershy."
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>She takes a step forwards
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>"What's yours?"
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>Look to the left
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>Grubs draws a hoof across her neck then gives you a quizzical look
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>Shake your head
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>Turn back to Fluttershy
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"Anonymous. And I don't want to buy anything. Good bye."
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>Slam the door
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>Lean against it
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>Listen closely
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>Hear a defeated sigh and the flap of wings
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>Grubs tentatively steps out into the kitchen
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>"Is she gone?"
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"I think so"
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>She looks around
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>"So this is where you live... I thought it would have been dirtier"
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"I'll have you know that I'm a very clean person!"
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>"And since when did a necrolord concern himself with keeping things neat and tidy?"
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>She looks towards your expensive dishes that you stole
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>They looked nice and no one else seemed to want them
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>Grubs snickers
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>"Nice plates, oh lord-of-darkness"
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"SHUT UP AND GET BACK IN THE BASEMENT, WHELP"
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>"Nah, I think I'll stay up here. It's been ages since I saw the sun"
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"Fine. Well you can at least help me create my monster while you're up here."
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>"Sounds good. Wait, you wanted me to dig up bodies, so I would have come up here anyway. Why are you so concerned about me-"
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"STOP POKING HOLES IN MY LOGIC. YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE FULLY SELF AWARE WHEN I MADE YOU."
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>"Why didn't you just kill me and try again then?"
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"imscaredofblud"
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>"What?"
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"Nothing."
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>You both head down into the basement and plan until nightfall
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>Grubs' stomach growls
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"How do you even get hungry?"
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>"It's plant matter or you, milord. Choose which one or else I will"
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"Okay! Fine! We'll steal some apples on the way to the graveyard"
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>"So you're coming with me then?"
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"I need to make sure you don't get the wrong kind of bodies"
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>She squints at you
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>"That's a terrible excuse. What's the real reason?"
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>...
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"No reason at all. Don't question my authority."
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>She mustn't know that you're also scared of the dark.
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>You both fetch some spades and head out of the front door, a full moon hangs overhead, occasionally being shrouded by clouds
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>A cold wind chills you to the bone
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>Grubs just seems thrilled to be outside
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>"I forgot how nice it is out here!"
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"Zombies can't appreciate beauty. Stop trying to."
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>She sticks her tongue out at you
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>It's all rotten and covered in scabs
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>Eww
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>The darkness is giving you the heeby-jeebies, so you pick up the pace towards the cemetery
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>Grubs trots along behind you obediently
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>"Isn't this nice? No one's giving each other orders. Just you, me, the moon and a plan."
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"Ugh. Be quiet, or I'll give you an order."
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>"You just did, then"
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>God dammit.
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>Reach the graveyard. Tombstones and statues cover the small hill
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>Walk up to the peak and survey your surroundings
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>Look down at a marked grave
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>"Here lies Yellow Belly. Father, Husband, Beloved Coward"
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"And now he's gonna be a monster."
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>Drive your spade into the soft earth and begin the unholy harvest
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>5 hours and a lot of panting later, you and Grubs lie with your backs against a tombstone
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>Look at the 25 bodies you managed to uncover
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"Well, we did that in record time."
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>"There was a record for digging up dead bodies?"
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"Shut up"
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>Grubs clicks her tongue
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>"So how are we gonna get them back to the shack without anyone seeing? It's nearly dawn."
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>Look around
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>It does look like it's getting lighter
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>Peer at your shack, located at the other side of town
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>Critical mission error.
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>Look around in a sudden panic
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>Squint at something lying in the road
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>Scramble to your feet and run down to inspect it, Grubs following you with a nonchalant expression
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>"I don't think I've ever seen you run that fast bef-"
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"SHUT UP."
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>You run a hand over the wooden cart lying on it's side
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>With some effort, you push it back on it's wheels
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>Seems sturdy enough
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>Turn to your undead abomination
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"Alright, I have a plan. But it -might- be a bit risky"
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>"Anon. This is insane."
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"Shush! No one has stopped us yet!"
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>You walk through Ponyville, pulling the cart behind you
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>A large sheet hastily stitched together with pink thread and burial wraps covers the mountain of corpses in your cart
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>2 fillies run around in front of you, laughing
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>You feel your brow getting sweaty
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>Glance at Grubs
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>She's wearing something that looks like an Islamic burqa
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>Only it's white, covered in dirt and smells like death
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>You're half-way through the town, and the sun has just come up
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>Ponies are early birds, so there are already a great number of them walking around minding their own business
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>Your arms feel like lead from pulling this thing
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>But it will all be worth it!
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>God help you if you get caught
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>"Hello there, Anonymous!"
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>Freeze
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>Look at the yellow pegasus, hovering next to you
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>She smiles sheepishly
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>"I don't think I've ever seen you around town before... W-would you like me to show you around?"
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"Uhh, no, thank you. I know my way around quite well"
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>Hoist the cart's handles to get a better grip and carry on pulling, your feet carrying you faster due to nerves
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>Fluttershy doesn't let up, and flies after you
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>"Would you like some help? I mean, if you want, that is."
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"Quite fine."
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>"I l-like your clothes..."
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"Thank you."
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>"But why are they covered in mud?"
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>Look down
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>You forgot that you're covered it mud, sweat and grime from your most recent cadaver heist
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"Uhhh-"
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>"We're mud farmers!"
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>Based Grubs.
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>Grubs hops down from her perch just behind you
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>She walks up to Fluttershy and grabs her hoof, shaking it vigorously
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>Fluttershy is clearly shaken
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>"Oh-uhm. I-I, I'm Fluttershy..."
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>Grubs laughs
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>"Pleasure to meet you, Fluttershy! I'm sure you've met Anon before, I'm his... Uhh, wife. Rote Ing."
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>Fluttershy cocks her name
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>"That's a um... Odd name..."
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>Grubs nods solemnly
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>"Yes, that it is. My parents were..."
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>She trails off
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>Then looks at you
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"They were... Crack addicts!"
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>Both ponies stare at you
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>Fluttershy is the first to speak
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>"Umm. Crack?"
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>Shit. They don't have crack in Equestria
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"Oh yes, dangerous and horrible drug from far away. Made you crazy. They were addicting to the stuff and gave their daughter a rubbish name, haha!"
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>Grubs catches on, and places a hoof on your leg
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>"Yes! That's right! But Anon looked past that and saw me for who I am and so now we are husband and wife!"
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>You both give Fluttershy the fakest smiles imaginable
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>She's rather unnerved
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>"Oh... Umm... Okay. Married? Oh..."
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>She gets a glum look and flies away
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>Grubs smiles up at you
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>Well, you THINK she's smiling. Can't see because of the burqa
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>"Nice thinking, Anon. We're on the home stretch. Now get us home."
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"Yes, Ma'am"
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>Pick up the cart
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>Realise what you just said
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"I mean, minion. SHUT UP!"
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>Grumble as Grubs laughs at you
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>Drag the cart all the way to the outskirts of the town, surprisingly, no one else bothered you
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>Grubs looks back at the town as you leave it
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>"Well I'll be. That wasn't so bad at all!"
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>She takes off her headscarf. He rotting face on show to no one but the sun and the birds
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>You can almost hear her smiling
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>"H-hello again"
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>You can almost hear her yelping and cramming her head back inside the cloth
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>Chuckle
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>Silly Grubs.
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>Turn your head as you pull the cart up the path and look at Fluttershy
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>"Um. I know you said that you're uhh, married. But do you think it would maybe be possible if you could be so kind as to consider maybe umm..."
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>She starts getting flustered and flies off
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>Look over at Grubs
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>She shrugs and cautiously moves a hoof to pull off her headscarf again
-
400.
>"Okay, I'll t-try again"
-
401.
>Grubs lets out a groan
-
402.
>Fluttershy, once more, hovers alongside you
-
403.
>"Umm. I've been thinking about you ever since we met that day!"
-
404.
"Okay."
-
405.
>"I-it's like fate planted us on the same path!"
-
406.
"Ya-huh"
-
407.
>"B-but I know that your wife won't be too pleased. So umm"
-
408.
>She moves in uncomfortably close, seemingly unphased by the smell of death surrounding you
-
409.
>...Oh hey, that might explain why no one else came near you. And why people were shutting their doors and windows when you walked on by
-
410.
>Awesome
-
411.
>Fluttershy whispers in your ear
-
412.
>"W-we could keep it a secret. D-does that sound like fun?"
-
413.
>Remove a hand from a handle and push her away
-
414.
"Sounds lovely. But I errr."
-
415.
>Look over at the hideous zombie wearing a burqa, who is also probably laughing silently at you
-
416.
"I... Love my... Wife?"
-
417.
>As expected, Grubs snickers
-
418.
>"I love you too, darling. Maybe we can have some fun tonight"
-
419.
>OH GOD WHY
-
420.
>You feel your stomach do a back flip at the thought
-
421.
>Fluttershy's eyes widen
-
422.
>"F-fun? Do you mean like..."
-
423.
>She looks left and right then whispers again
-
424.
>"Sex?"
-
425.
>Grubs doesn't even hide her guffaw
-
426.
>You sigh
-
427.
"Yes. Sex. With my wife."
-
428.
>Shudder
-
429.
>Fluttershy blushes heavily
-
430.
>"Ohmygoodness. I-I've never talked about sex before!"
-
431.
>She moves in close
-
432.
>"Umm. What's it like?"
-
433.
>Hell if you know. You were hardly a womaniser back home
-
434.
>Grubs is in hysterics
-
435.
>"He-... Jusgimmieasec... He's a real monster in bed!"
-
436.
>Fluttershy 'ooos'
-
437.
>You feel your rage building
-
438.
>Grubs continues
-
439.
>"This one time, he was boning me so hard, I thought I would..."
-
440.
>She squeaks and tries to compose herself for the incredibly predictable and unfunny punchline
-
441.
>"I-I thought I would. DIE!"
-
442.
>She thrashes around on the pile, screaming with laughter
-
443.
"You know, DARLING. You're quite FUNNY."
-
444.
>Grubs chokes on her own laughter
-
445.
>"I-I know I am, dear! That's why I do it! After all, comedy is your fetish!"
-
446.
>More laughter
-
447.
>Sigh and look at Fluttershy
-
448.
>She's giving you a bizarre look
-
449.
>"It's... Your fetish?"
-
450.
"Uhhh-"
-
451.
>"I-is that what turns you on? Comedy?"
-
452.
"I-"
-
453.
>"Oh my... Umm. W-will you be at home later today?"
-
454.
>Grubs descends into more laughter
-
455.
>"Of course he will! He's a real basement dweller!"
-
456.
>You spend a few seconds listening to her laugh
-
457.
>Just then you hear a loud rip
-
458.
>Grubs goes silent
-
459.
>Smirk
-
460.
"You alright back there, honey?"
-
461.
>"F-fine."
-
462.
"Good."
-
463.
>Turn to Fluttershy
-
464.
"Don't mind my wife. She's 'armless."
-
465.
>Snicker
-
466.
>"YOU'RE HILARIOUS, ANON."
-
467.
>Fluttershy is just staring at you
-
468.
>"S-so will you like me if I make you laugh?"
-
469.
"I really don't think-"
-
470.
>"G-gotta go. See you later!"
-
471.
>And she's gone
-
472.
>The shack is drawing nearer, though. So that's lucky
-
473.
>Open the door and help Grubs down
-
474.
"I told you to be careful with that thing. You nearly blew our cover!"
-
475.
>"Sorry..."
-
476.
>Wow. She sounds genuinely apologetic for once
-
477.
>She smiles up at you
-
478.
>"Hehe, blow our -cover-"
-
479.
>She tugs on her burqa
-
480.
>"Get it?"
-
481.
>Shake your head
-
482.
"Shut up and help me unload these things"
-
483.
>You can't help but smile though.
-
484.
>Finish unloading the bodies and storing them in the basement
-
485.
>Dust your hands off and stare at the pile of bodies now resting in your basement
-
486.
>Grubs is also looking
-
487.
>"Shouldn't we like, store them in ice?"
-
488.
"Ehh, they'll be fine. What's the worst that could happen?"
-
489.
>"A bad smell?"
-
490.
"Right! And it's not like anyone ever comes here-"
-
491.
>Knock knock knock
-
492.
>...
-
493.
"Just in case, that wasn't you?"
-
494.
>"Go answer the door, you big goof."
-
495.
"Ugh."
-
496.
>Plod upstairs and throw open the front door
-
497.
>Fluttershy smiles up at you
-
498.
>In a clown costume
-
499.
>"A-ahem"
-
500.
>She begins dancing around madly, singing a song and honking her big red nose
-
501.
>Then she strikes a pose and a flower on her chest sprays water at you
-
502.
>"Ta daa! A-are you laughing?"
-
503.
>Glare down at her
-
504.
>You'd think she would have noticed half way through your act
-
505.
>"Anon? Who is it?"
-
506.
"Just a clown, Gr- uh, Rotey!"
-
507.
>"Should we ki- invite her in?"
-
508.
"That's a horrible id-"
-
509.
>Fluttershy's face has lighten up
-
510.
>"Oh my! I'd love to come inside you!"
-
511.
>What
-
512.
>"Y-your house, I mean."
-
513.
>She lets herself in
-
514.
>Oh shit
-
515.
>Run ahead of her and into your kitchen
-
516.
>Just in time to see Grubs lock herself in the basement, giving you a pained look and mouthing "good luck"
-
517.
>At least she's protecting the corpses
-
518.
>Fluttershy takes a seat at your kitchen table and smiles at you
-
519.
>Her nose wrinkles up
-
520.
>"Oh! There's umm... Quite a smell in here!"
-
521.
"Uhh yeah. It's the plumbing."
-
522.
>Neither of you say anything to each other for a few moments
-
523.
>Fluttershy breaks the silence
-
524.
>"S-so! Umm, w-what do you do?"
-
525.
"I'm a mud farmer, remember?"
-
526.
>"Oh yes! Sorry!"
-
527.
>She smiles
-
528.
>Then loses the smile
-
529.
>"What's a mud farmer?"
-
530.
"It's like... A... Rock farmer. But with... Mud?"
-
531.
>God, you're stupid.
-
532.
>"Oh! My friend Pinkie was a rock farmer!"
-
533.
>YOU GOT LUCKY, ANON.
-
534.
"Riiiight! And that's what I do! I farm. Mud."
-
535.
>Fake smiles all round
-
536.
>Fluttershy gets off her chair and walks up to you
-
537.
>"S-so a mud farmer must make a lot of money!"
-
538.
"Well, I-"
-
539.
>"So you have a big house!"
-
540.
>It's a tiny shack.
-
541.
>"And some spare room for... 'Extra' company?"
-
542.
>She winks
-
543.
"Don't you know I have a wife? I thought I made that clear"
-
544.
>"But she's not here right now!"
-
545.
"Actually she's in the-"
-
546.
>NO NO NO
-
547.
"Sheee's... In town!"
-
548.
>Fluttershy grins
-
549.
>"Then we're all alone!"
-
550.
>She takes a step forwards
-
551.
>"Out here..."
-
552.
>Another
-
553.
>"All."
-
554.
>And another
-
555.
>"Alone."
-
556.
>ROMANTIC COMEDIES DIDN'T PREPARE YOU FOR THIS KIND OF SCENARIO
-
557.
>Or did they?
-
558.
>You think back to some romantic comedies you watched in the past
-
559.
>"What's the deal with airline food?"
-
560.
>NOW ISN'T THE TIME, SEINFELD. YOU AREN'T EVEN ROMANTIC.
-
561.
>This kiss is romantic, though. Fluttershy's lips are awfully soft
-
562.
>...
-
563.
>Pull back, breaking the kiss
-
564.
>"Ohh~. Our first kiss! Wasn't that passionate, Anonymous? I KNEw that we were meant to be!"
-
565.
"Uhhhhh"
-
566.
>"W-we can start a family! You just ditch that smelly pony and move in with me!"
-
567.
"Uhhhhhhhh"
-
568.
>She drops her voice to a whisper
-
569.
>"We can even have... Sex"
-
570.
>She squeaks upon saying the word
-
571.
"M-me. Wife. Hav-"
-
572.
>"Yes! I WILL wife you, Anon! This day is a dream come true!"
-
573.
>Your front door opens
-
574.
>Grubs steps in, her burqa now on again
-
575.
>"Why hello there, living- Uh, I mean, loving husband! And Fluttershy too! How are you?"
-
576.
>Fluttershy blushes and steps back
-
577.
>"O-oh, I was just. Umm. Leaving."
-
578.
>She winks at you and whispers in your ear
-
579.
>"We can keep it a secret! Just you and me!"
-
580.
>She wink again and skedaddles out the front door
-
581.
>Grubs kicks it shut with a rear leg and tears off her headscarf
-
582.
>"What the hell, Anon? You're letting random ponies kiss you now?"
-
583.
"I don't know what happened! I swear!"
-
584.
>"You're so... BETA!"
-
585.
"YOU'RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME. YOU'RE JUST A MINION!"
-
586.
>"I'm more pony than you can handle, mister. You almost disrupted our operations. If I hadn't had come in, who knows what might have happened!"
-
587.
"Yeah, how DID you get in?"
-
588.
>"There's a trap door leading from the basement to the surface, behind the shack"
-
589.
>Oh yeah
-
590.
>That would have been easier to use for dumping the bodies in
-
591.
"Look, I don't like how this pony is getting close to discovering our plot. So let's just get it done, okay?"
-
592.
>Grubs smiles
-
593.
>"'Our' plot, Anon?"
-
594.
"My plot! MINE!"
-
595.
>Storm past her and into the basement
-
596.
>Grubs calls after you
-
597.
>"Anon, I'm hungry!"
-
598.
"THERE'S STUFF IN THE FRIDGE, YOU MONGOLOID."
-
599.
>...
-
600.
>"Oh my god there's stuff in the fridge! Why didn't you tell me this before!"
-
601.
"I JUST TOLD YOU!"
-
602.
>"Where are the apples?"
-
603.
"THEY'RE IN THE FUCKING FRIDGE!"
-
604.
>"You said there would be apples!"
-
605.
"JUST CHECK THE FRIDGE YOU... YOU... DOUBLE ZOMBIE."
-
606.
>You really suck at insults sometimes.
-
607.
>Grubs manages to find some apples and trots down into the basement, look pleased with herself
-
608.
>"So. Shall we get to work?"
-
609.
"Well no, we still need the other ingredients"
-
610.
>"You mean these?"
-
611.
>She walks over to a small box and brings it back, placing it on your desk
-
612.
>It's full of small vials and dead plants
-
613.
"How did you..."
-
614.
>"When you showed me the list of things we needed, I knew that I'd seem them somewhere"
-
615.
"But how?"
-
616.
>"I LIVE down here, you idiot."
-
617.
"Oh yeah."
-
618.
>Stare the ingredients
-
619.
"We can make it, now. The monster, I mean"
-
620.
>You're quiet for a while
-
621.
>"You okay, Anon?"
-
622.
"I dunno. You ever have second thoughts?"
-
623.
>"Nope. I'm 4 days old. I haven't had to time to have second thoughts yet."
-
624.
"You're a great therapist"
-
625.
>"Thanks, 'husband'"
-
626.
>Shudder
-
627.
"Don't ever call me that again"
-
628.
>"Aww, can't handle the thought of loving me?"
-
629.
"You're hideous"
-
630.
>"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder"
-
631.
"That's an excuse ugly people use to make themselves feel less ugly"
-
632.
>"You're not much of a looker yourself, mister hairless ape."
-
633.
>You bicker like this for 2 hours.
-
634.
"Weren't we supposed to be making a monster?"
-
635.
>"I'll get the plans, you get the bodies"
-
636.
"Why do I have to get the bodies?"
-
637.
>"Don't be a foal, Anon."
-
638.
>Sulk and drag the first body over here
-
639.
>Raise your bone saw and pink thread
-
640.
>Grubs returns and places the plans in front of you
-
641.
"Ready?"
-
642.
>"Ready."
-
643.
"Let's make us a monster.
-
644.
-
645.
>You work all through the day and all through the night
-
646.
>Hacking through bones, flesh and gristle, you steadily piece together a creature of horrific proportions
-
647.
>Unlike Grubs, this thing shouldn't be too self aware
-
648.
>You stitch on the final limb
-
649.
"Is... Is that it?"
-
650.
>"That was the last body part we had. I think it's ready."
-
651.
>You stare at the amalgamation of flesh and bone
-
652.
>It's basically a pony
-
653.
>Made of other ponies
-
654.
>It touches the ceiling, and looks like something out a Tim Burton movie
-
655.
>Pink thread holds it all together, making it look kinda funny in a way
-
656.
>But still terrifying
-
657.
>Grubs prods you
-
658.
>"We still need to add the mixture"
-
659.
>Reach for the hollow needle and jam it into where you put the creature's 25 hearts
-
660.
>Begin pumping the vile liquid into the monster
-
661.
>Watch it in silence
-
662.
>Grubs scratches her leg
-
663.
>You sniff
-
664.
>"You'd think it would be a bit more, exciting"
-
665.
"Gotta wait for it to move first"
-
666.
>"Alright"
-
667.
>Several minutes pass
-
668.
>Eventually, the liquid runs dry
-
669.
>"What now?"
-
670.
>Flick through your 'Necromancy for Foals' book
-
671.
"According to this, we need a massive jolt of electricity-
-
672.
>The creature moves slightly
-
673.
>Stare at it
-
674.
>Throw the book over your shoulder
-
675.
"Welp. Books have been wrong before"
-
676.
>Clear your throat
-
677.
"IT'S ALIIIIIIIIIVE!"
-
678.
>The monster shifts and groans as it comes to life
-
679.
>You look on with a huge smile on your face
-
680.
>It picks itself up off the floor and groans again, louder this time
-
681.
>"MEE... HUNGRY..."
-
682.
>Grubs laughs
-
683.
>"Awww. He's like a big baby!"
-
684.
>Nod
-
685.
"A big baby with a lot of killing potential!"
-
686.
>You clap your hands excitedly
-
687.
>"You look like a filly on hearts warming eve."
-
688.
"I don't care! This is so exciting!"
-
689.
>The beast shakes it's head
-
690.
>"ME HUNGRY. MASTER HELP?"
-
691.
>It even thinks that you're it's master
-
692.
>FUCKING. GOLDMINE.
-
693.
"Ahem, Yes! I AM ANONYMOUS, BEAST! I CREATED YOU FOR ONE PURPOSE."
-
694.
>The monster cocks it's head
-
695.
"WE ARE GOING TO DESTROY PONYVILLE!"
-
696.
-
697.
>The basement door is obliterated
-
698.
>A creature the size of the shack you're living in crawls out of it, you and Grubs riding on it's back
-
699.
>"MUST. CRUSH."
-
700.
"Ahahahah!"
-
701.
>Grubs has her hooves wrapped around your waist
-
702.
>The monster, you have now named "Jonathan" carries you into town like a noble steed
-
703.
>That has a limited vocabulary
-
704.
"YES, JONATHAN! ANNIHILATE THE LESSER BEINGS!"
-
705.
>Jonathan roars and crushes a house, the ponies inside, outside, and all around Ponyville are now screaming
-
706.
>A siren blares as your creature howls in excitement
-
707.
>It thinks that everything is a big game.
-
708.
>"LITTLE PONY GO SMASH SMASH!"
-
709.
>Bricks and other stones from the more courageous ponies bounce harmlessly off his hide, and only serve to send him into a more frenzied state
-
710.
>Due to his size, unicorns can't effect him with magic
-
711.
>Until, that is, a large purple bolt slams into his shoulder
-
712.
>Bits of bile and flesh splatter all over you and Grubs as a large hole is created in Jonathan
-
713.
>He roars, his rage enhanced to levels you cannot even imagine
-
714.
>A small purple Alicorn stands in the middle of the street just below you
-
715.
>A confident smirk on her face, and her horn at the ready
-
716.
>"My name is Twilight Sparkle! And I am here to-"
-
717.
>SPLAT.
-
718.
>Jonathan's leg pummels her into the dirt
-
719.
>He stamps on her body over and over again until she's a mass of bloodied meat sponge
-
720.
>You shrug
-
721.
>Not like anyone will miss her
-
722.
>Fucking Alicorns
-
723.
>He continues his rampage around Ponyville, shrugging off any other punishment and generally being a nuisance
-
724.
>You think about what you're going to have for dinner tonight while he tears down the town hall in a fit of bloodrage
-
725.
>His screams piece the smoke filled air
-
726.
>Grubs taps you on the shoulder
-
727.
"Yeah?"
-
728.
>"Guess who."
-
729.
>Feel another tap
-
730.
>Fluttershy is hovering next to you
-
731.
>Rub your eyes and blink
-
732.
"Uhh."
-
733.
>"H-hello again! It's me, Fluttershy! In case you forgot... Umm, listen, I know you're a teeny tiny bit busy at the moment, but I was wondering if you wanted to go out on d-date sometime? Maybe in my house? Right now?"
-
734.
>She blushes
-
735.
>Look back at Grubs
-
736.
"Is this pony serious?"
-
737.
>She shrugs
-
738.
>"Looks like it."
-
739.
>Fluttershy patiently awaits an answer, she ducks to narrowly avoid a flying piece of building
-
740.
>"S-so is that a yes?"
-
741.
"No. No it's not."
-
742.
>"Aww... Well that's okay. Maybe tomorrow then?"
-
743.
>She flies away, oblivious to the carnage around her
-
744.
>Jonathan cocks his leg over the ruins of the town hall
-
745.
"Hey, HEY! NO! BAD! DOWN, JONATHAN"
-
746.
>"ME SORRY, MASTER."
-
747.
>Grubs tightens her grip around your waist
-
748.
>"So what are we eating tonight?
-
749.
"I dunno. Apples?"
-
750.
>She rests her head on your back
-
751.
>"Sounds good..."
-
752.
-
753.
The End.
by Nebulus
by Nebulus
by Nebulus
by Nebulus