============================== Alternate sad end for Vega's "Staying Out of Trouble" Act 1 starts here: https://pastebin.com/rJhtA082 This minigreen is very obviously non-canon and something I wrote for fun (Despite predicting the future in a couple small ways #2spooky) Expect minor melodrama It was posted in the gap between two updates, starting at line 3976 of Act 5, found here: https://pastebin.com/WYDfxX9J ============================== >Be Mistress Allison >Last night was amazing. Absolutely perfect. >Well, mostly perfect. You're going to have to deal with Twilight's rebellious streak. >But first you have to understand it. >Almost five years with her first owner, and then she runs. You had assumed it was his fault- >Started drinking or something, and turned abusive. >But you had been sweet with her and she tried to run again? >A good spanking seemed to change her attitude, but you definitely need a more permanent solution if this is just going to happen again. She was lucky you were ponyhunting on a budget or she could have been snatched up by a mine or a breeding center or something. Runaways are always popular with those businesses. >No pony deserves a life like that. >Especially one as perfect as Twilight. >Housekeeper, bedmare, AND a painslut? That must have taken years of training, and she's only a little weird for it. >You peek into the bedroom. >Twilight is still asleep on her little ponybed. You can see the bruised rump from here. >You feel bad about it, but it was necessary. Can't just let her run off into the city. If someone shady finds her they could cut the collar off and then she's gone forever. Unable to defend herself and surrounded by people who don't have to follow treatment laws. >Besides, you used the discipline brush. Those things were made specifically for spanking ponies without injuring them. You remember the commercials and everything. >AND her file said she's used to spanking in particular. >Maybe she was so upset because it was you doing it? It was the first time you had to get rough with her, after all. >But she has to learn that you're doing this for her protection and happiness, despite how much you both hate it. >You want to go over and rub her flanks. Soothe the pain a little bit. >But Twilight needs her sleep. She's earned a day off at the very least. >But what to do about breakfast? >Hmm... >Maybe you can take her to IHOP. Ponies love pancakes, and they have nice wide benches so she doesn't need to sit on her spanked flank. She'll definitely need a dress to cover up, though. >All that can wait. Little pony gets to sleep in today. >... >A short while later you're reading on the couch when the doorbell rings. >Well, shit. You're not up for dealing with them, but they're going to wake up your little Twi. >And she needs her rest. >You slip the bookmark between the pages and set it on the shelf as you walk to the door. >A quick moment to straighten your sweater and fix your hair, and a glance through the peephole. >Some dude in a suit. Wonderful: a door to door salesman at best, an identity theft scam at worst. >He has a pony with him. That's a new one. >Door is still chained shut, just in case. >Inhale, exhale, get ready to deal with some bullshit- >Aaaaaaand go. >You put on a polite but very fake smile and open the door the few inches allowed by the chain. "Good morning~ How can I help you this fine day?" >He looks nervous but determined. Must be his first day on whatever pyramid scheme caught him. >"Allison Hawthorn? We need to talk. Please." >Fuck, he knows your name. Identity theft. "Not interested in whatever you're trying to pull. Scram." >You go to close the door, but it doesn't budge. The bastard jammed his foot in the gap. >"Please. It's about Twilight." >He's frowning, but his eyes say 'I'm desperate' >You glance down at the pony. An amazingly hot mare with a much better poker face. >And she's giving you the 'pretty pretty please?' eyes. >... >Well, you were half expecting to deal with her previous owner at some point. >I wouldn't want to lose her either. >You could tell him to fuck off. Runaways that make it to Equestria lose their status completely. She's 100% yours now. >But that mare... >You're going to regret this, but you just can't say no to a pony. >You let out a suffering sigh "Fine. We can talk." >He gives a small smile and takes his foot out of the doorway. >You half consider just locking up and going back to reading, but... >Well, you're not a shitty person. >Shut the door, detach the chain, and open up. "Take a seat. Twilight's sleeping in today. Would you like some coffee? Water?" >"Just water, please." >"Coffee with two sugars if you don't mind. Would you like a hand in the kitchen?" >Hot, polite, and eager to help. This mare is probably as well trained as Twilight. >You nod and lead her to the kitchen while her owner settles on the couch. >Already had a pot of coffee so your little helper just needs to carry her own cup. Really you just wanted a chance to check her out. >And oh boy, do you like what you see. >Silky smooth ivory coat. >Slim and graceful, with a womanly flair to her hips >Luscious deep purple mane and tail, carefully styled with not a hair out of place. >Tail permanently lifted to offer a teasing peek at her marebits. >AND she rolls her hips sensually as she walks. >UNF >You're one sultry look from ruining your panties. >You settle in your comfy chair with your own mug of coffee. >"I apologize for intruding on you this early in the morning. My name is Rarity, and this is my owner Anonymous." >Rarity offers a polite bow, and Anonymous a curt nod. >First things first, you look Anonymous dead in the eye with a relatively friendly glare. "I don't mean to sound rude right off the bat, but how did you find me? They're supposed to keep client info private." >He has the decency to flinch at the question. >"Well, I threw money at them until I got what I wanted. And I'm going to do the same to you." >Oh boy, and he's full of himself too. >"Twilight is very important to us. Both of us. We want her back." >Yeah, you're not selling someone as perfect as her. >Best to let him down easy. "I appreciate the offer, but-" >"Fifty thousand." >!? >Did he just say fifty? "I, I uh," >"Ms Hawthorn, Twilight is a very dear friend of mine. In Equestria we were like sisters, and being brought to Earth didn't change that in the slightest. I know this is awkward and inconvenient for you, and we're willing to pay well above what you spent on her. We just want her back." >O-okay, so they want Twilight enough to pay, what, thirty times what you spent on her? "Now hold on a second, I- >"Seventyfive." >WHAT >"I can get a bank transfer going with one phone call. If you want cash I'll have to talk to the bank manager and it will take a day or two." "H-hold on a second. Are you serious? Seventy five thousand for Twilight?" >"I am. Seventyfive thousand." >Stonefaced and unwavering. Oh boy he's actually serious. >You eye Rarity- >Just as serious, just as determined. >... >You can't really say no to that kind of money. You're not hurting for cash, but it's a LOT of money. You could get a professionally trained comfort mare as a housekeeper, bedmare, and masseuse and still have enough to pay off your mortgage AND make a dent in your car payment. >But Twilight ran for a reason. You're not going to hand her over to get abused, even if it costs you a huge boost to your bank account. She gets a say in this too and if she says no he can get fucked. >But 50k out of the gate, then jumping straight to 75k? This guy is loaded. May as well push him a bit. "Seventy five thousand, Twilight has to agree, AND I get Rarity in my bed for the afternoon." >Anon's brow furrows and Rarity's eyes snap wide open. Maybe not the most classy bargaining chip, but if he's willing to throw that much money at you for Twilight maybe he'll break a hundred thousand to keep his other mare all to himself. >"Now, hold on just one-" >"Deal." >You both turn to Rarity. >Okay, you honestly weren't expecting that. >"Rare-" >"Anon, I've faced down monsters and dragons with Twilight at my side. If this is what it takes to get her back, then I will gladly do it. Besides, we both know I've been through worse on this world." >... >SCORE! >... >Be Twilight >You've been lying on the bed for hours. You want to talk with Anon, but you just can't. >You couldn't talk to him during the drive to the hotel either. >You tackled Rarity as soon as you saw her, but couldn't even meet Anonymous' eyes. >You're terrified of what he'll say. >You've never been this scared in your life. >But... but you have to do it. >You have to apologize. For yelling at him. For running away. >For breaking his heart. >You can do this. You've fought monsters, demons, villains straight out of ancient legend. >So why are you so afraid of talking to one human? >... >You force yourself to your hooves and hop off the bed. >Breathe in~ >Raise your hoof to your chest and grab on to all that stress, all that negativity and tension. >Breathe out~, and expel the disharmony with it. >Repeat. >And again. >On the fourth time you're ready to face him. >Probably. >You peek out the doorway, glance left and right- >Good, nobody here. Your flank is still red and swollen and this is going to be bad enough without random people giggling at you. >You creep across the hall to his door. *knock knock knock* >Your ears are flat against your skull and your tail is stuck to your belly, and you couldn't move them if you tried. The guilt and fear is as clear as day. >Celestia always said it was easy to tell when you misbehaved, and that hasn't changed at all. >Your heart starts to race as you hear his footsteps getting closer to the door. >W-what if he hates you? What if he's angry and belts your bruised bottom? >...You deserve it. >You'd gladly take a thrashing if he'd just give you the chance to say you're sorry. >The door opens and there he is. >He's wearing that ugly shirt you picked out just to piss him off >It only causes another ache in your heart "A-anon, I- I..." >Anon holds up a hand to stop you. >"It's fine, Twi. Really. I'm not upset with you." >! >Thank the goddesses, he's not mad at you. >"Look, Twilight. I know we've had our differences, and I know you've done a lot of things you didn't want to do. All that's in the past." >And he's apologizing to you? wtf? >"It's going to be different from now on, I swear. You don't have to pretend anymore. No more fake relationship, no more debasing yourself to get on my good side. I know you were just pretending the whole time, and honestly, I deserved it when you yelled at me and ran. You won't even have to talk to me if you don't feel like it. Hell, with my new work schedule you'll barely even have to see me." >no >no no no nono >NO >That's not what you meant! >THAT'S NOT WHY YOU RAN >"When we get back home I'll get the room next to Rarity's set up for you and everything. She runs the house now, so if you want anything you can talk to her." "W-wait, I-" >"I'm serious about this, Twilight. I know things must have been hard for you, and nothing I can say will make up for what you've been through. The best I can offer you is a comfortable and easy life with Rarity and hopefully Sweetie Belle too. Now, not another word. Go and rest. We'll head to the airport as soon as Rarity gets back, and it's going to be an overnight flight." >You can't speak >You can't breathe >You just stare in shock as he closes the door >... >You don't notice when Rarity enters the room. >You don't hear the pained groan as she lifts herself onto the bed. >But the second she touches you, you latch onto her and bury your face in her mane. >It hurts. It hurts so much.