Witch's hut by DCFTEF

(30/10/2021)

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/37619154/#q37754804

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>Foal sneaking around a witch's hut
>Messes up her brew
>Gets a swat on the bum with her wooden spoon then is pressed into helping her fix it

Could be Zecora or someone else. 

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>Could be Zecora
Well, it would have to rhyme then.
(re-posting, had to edit a few lines)

>Into a woodland witch's hut a naughty foal went sneaking
>Messing with her bubbling brew and secrets she was keeping
>With painful swat; the culprit caught!
>But for the potion t'was too late.
"Now as for you..."
>the Witch declared;
"...you'll help me replicate."

>The filly knew from just one spank, she didn't want another
>She must obey the Witch for now
>She'd explain later to her mother
>Herbs and moss and dust and slime
>the Witch sent her to gather
>The hour grew late; the filly worried
>What would she tell her father?

>Done at last, the filly rushed, back to the lair of the Witch
>and got one more whack upon her rump
>this time with a nasty switch.
"You take too long, you lazy child,
"My pot already boils!"
>And into that pot went the herbs and moss
>All the filly's toils.
"Now you wait."
>The Witch commanded
>and the filly gave no fight
>Spoons and switches and scary potions were giving her a fright
>She sat on a stool and tried to be cool
>And tried to stay out of the way
>'Til the potion was done
"Come here, little one"
>And the foal barely whispered 'okay'.

"Hold the jar steady, the potion is hot."
>the Witch warned the foal with concern
"Don't fidget or flinch or tremble or twitch.
"If you catch any drips they will burn."

>What horrible brew was this potion they jarred?
>Poison for a murderous plot?
>The filly was desperate, she wanted to know.
>Perhaps it was best she did not.

"Give this to your mother"
>the Witch said with a smile
"A balm for her shoulder that aches."
"Tell her it's no charge, I've owed her a while"
"For that pie that she sent and some cakes."
>While filly felt silly for all of her fears
>the Witch was not quite through
"If I catch you here I'll redden your rear and speak with your parents too."

>By now it was dark and the forest was scary
>so the Witch walked the foal back to town
>The filly politely invited to dinner
>but the Witch said she must turn her down
"The forces of darkness await in the forest.
"There are monsters and demons and spooks
"and I'd rather face them than your folks' casserole
"for they're really both terrible cooks."

>So that's where the story concluded
>With those words the Witch whisked away
>All Equestrian stories are rooted
>In lessons of friendship learned that day
>The filly was happy to learn one
>and conquer irrational fear
>But she still couldn't help but consider;
>Was it worth two hard spanks on the rear?

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Holy shit, didn't expect that to happen when I started.
Smoke weed e'rry day, people.