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>"LEFTLEFTLEFTLEFTLEFT"
>You all duck left through the maze of alleyways, the sounds of barking dogs and police ponies following your every turn
>"THERE'S THE TRAIN! GO GO GO!"
>You look down at Sweetie Belle, who looks exhausted from all the running
>She starts to slow down
>Pick her up under one arm and steady your hat with a hand as you bolt towards the train station
>Now on open ground, you hear the police dogs growling and snapping, getting ever closer
LYRA I DON'T THINK WE'RE GOING TO MAKE IT THIS TIME
>Lyra shouts over her shoulder
>"OF COURSE WE WILL! IT'S JUST A BIT FARTHER!"
>The train in the distance lets out a whistle and starts to pull away from the station
FUCKING HELL WHY DO WE ALWAYS HAVE TO CHASE IT?
>You practically fly onto the station, your chest burning and legs propelling you forwards as fast as humanly possible
>The last train carriage leaves the station
>You all jump on the tracks after it and run like your lives depended on it
>Reach out a hand as the carriage gets closer to you
>Almost...
>ALMOST!
>Trip up on a railway sleeper
>Tumble head over heels forwards, Sweetie Belle torn from your grasp
>Lyra screams and looks around, panicked
>She looks back at the station
>The cops have followed you onto the tracks and are closing in
>There's nowhere to go, your only way out just left you behind
>Lyra turns to you, anger in her eyes
>"ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS FOLLOW THE DAMN TRAIN, ANON!"
>A police pony tackles her and you pass out from exhaustion

1/?

>A loud bang awakens you
>Groggily come to and sit up slowly
>Look around the cell
>Lyra is sat against the wall opposite to you, whistling a sad tune
>Dog is snoozing at your feet on the bed
>Sweetie Belle is playing with two pebbles she found lying around
>She looks up at you, eyes full of innocence
>"Hiya, Anon! Looks like the cops got us, huh?"
Eeyup. Are you ok?
>"I'm fine! The nice police stallion tried to take me to his candy room but I said I wasn't hungry, so he threw me in here with you!"
>Rub your eyes and look towards Lyra
>She glares at you
What?
>"For something that was made to hunt things on flatlands, you're slow as hell."
Maybe it was my plan to get caught!
>"Was it?"
...No. But that's not important right now. How do we get out of here?
>"We don't. There's a guard outside, and I don't think they're going to let the three most notorious homeless folk in Equestria back on the streets."
Three? What about Dog?
>"He's a dog, Anon."
>Dog wakes up and woofs at her before going back to sleep
>Someone bangs on the cell door
>"Hey! Are you guys plotting in there?"
>You all say "No" in unison
>Except Dog
>He's a dog.
>Dogs can't speak, reader.
>"Okay then. Good."
>He goes back to singing pop music. Badly.
>Sigh
Right, guys. Gather round. We need to plot.

2/?

>Lyra groans
>"It's hopeless, Anon! They aren't gonna be dealt with that easily! The police force of Las Pegasus is famous for its high security prisons! Once we get transported there, there's no way out."
>Rest your chin on a hand and muse to yourself
Soo... We're to just sit here and wait for transportation?
>"I guess... Yeah."
>Lyra sits back and pulls knees up to her chest
>You weren't even aware that ponies could bend that way
>Whatever
>You scratch Dog's head and think of more ways to break out
>A slight jingle can be heard
>Look around
>The jingle stopped
>Look back at the wall
>The jingle starts again
>Annoyed, you scan the room again
>See Sweetie Belle with her back to you
Sweetie? Is that you?
>She turns around, a massive ring of keys in her hooves
>"Yeah?"
>Gawp at her
Where the fuck did you get those?
>"Oh! Well that nice stallion, the one with the candy room, he offered me keys! I said no anyway but I think he forgot to take them back."
>She giggles
>"Jokes on him! These things are so fun to play with!"
>She puts them in her mouth, covering them with filly-slobber
>You slowly turn to face Lyra
>She's shaking her head in disbelief
>She clears her throat
>"So uhh, Anyone else know their way around a police station?”

3/?

>Sirens blare and shouting fills the building
>"RIGHTRIGHTRIGHTRIGHTRIGHT"
>You, carrying Sweetie Belle on your shoulders, who is having an extreme amount of fun at the commotion, shoulder charge your way through a door, Dog and Lyra following suit
WHERE NOW?
>"FUCK, I DON'T KNOW! THE WINDOW!"
ARE YOU INSANE?
>"YES!"
>Lyra throws herself out of the glass window, adding several more cuts and slashes to her battle-scarred coat
>You throw Dog out after her, hold Sweetie close to your chest, and jump through
>You fall two stories and land in a dumpster
>The trash comforts your fall
>Glance left
>A pickle is poking out of a bin liner
Ooo!
>Stuff it in your mouth and climb out of the dumpster
>Sweetie Belle trills in your ear
>"That was so much fun! Let’s do it again!"
HELL NAW.
>Lyra frantically looks left and right
>"Uu-h I-I Don't... Shit!"
THAT WAY!
>You point down a random street, and your party runs full speed in that direction
>Ponies duck out of your way and scrunch up their faces at the sight of you
>You don't really care
>The party stops running for a second, you pant heavily and Lyra collapses to the floor
>Dog just pants, his tongue hanging out of one side of his mouth
>Sweetie Belle giggles, her voice cracking every few seconds
>Lyra gasps and speaks up
>"What... What now?"
N-not sure. Are there any trains running at this time?
>"No, not this time of day... I think we're trapped here, and it's only a matter of time until the cops start combing the place for us"
>Straighten up and smile
>Lyra gives you a queer look
>"You ok, Anon?"
>You chuckle and place your hands on your hips
Oh yes, Lyra. I am. Because I've found our way out of here.
>She raises an eyebrow and follows your gaze
>"You can't be serious."
I am.
>Grin malevolently at the massive air-boat docking at a nearby station
We're going to steal the Wingenburg.

4/?

>Somehow you manage to evade detection until night fall
>Pegasi soar over head, shining torches down alleyways and empty streets
>You press yourself against a wall while a beam of light passes in front of you
>Shoot a glance at Lyra
>She's doing the same, a determined look on her face
>Sweetie Belle is behind her, sniffing her hoof and recoiling from the smell
>Dog is chasing his tail, oblivious to the danger
>You motion for them to follow, and sprint across the street towards the air-boat docking station
>Las Pegasus takes crime very seriously. For a city built on the gambling trade and prostitution, the crime rate is actually the lowest in Equestria.
>As a result, a few homeless escapees put the city under martial law.
>You didn't really understand why
>But at least no hapless citizens will get in your way
>Another flashlight bearing pegasi squadron passes over head
>They miss you
>The docking station is in front of you now, and your goal is ever nearer
>A shitload of cops are stood outside it though
Really?
>Lyra appears at your side
>"What's up?"
All these ponies. How are we going to get in?
>Lyra strokes her chin with a hoof
>"Hmmmm... Maybe if we..."

FUCKING RUUUUN!
>A police baton is thrown after you, but it narrowly misses, flies past your head, hits the button controls at the end and opens the entrance to the air-boat
>You hear the sergeant screaming at the pony that threw the baton
>The wind threatens to blow you off the top of the station
>These things are built incredibly high, almost 50 stories upwards.
>The Wingenburg innocently floats, held ashore with a single length of rope
>You jump onto the deck, Sweetie Belle, Dog and Lyra landing after you
>You draw your hobo knife and start hacking away at the mooring rope
>Lyra kicks open the doors to the control room and starts hitting every button and pulling every lever
>Dog growls at the police ponies, who are running across the landing pad towards the air-boat
>"GET OFF THE BOAT, MONKEY. WE WON'T HURT YOU IF YOU CO-OPERATE"
>You hear Lyra cheer as the whole boat lurches
>You smile at the sergeant and cut through the last thread of rope
>The boat pulls away from the edge of the docking station
SO LONG, FUCKERS!
>The sergeant spreads his wings
Ah. Shit.

5/?

>The boat picks up speed, riding the heavy winds
>Las Pegasus rushes past below and above you, several floating cloud buildings getting destroyed by the air-boat
>Clouds are a horrible building material
>The sound of cloud buildings being bashed around (because somehow, clouds make loud 'crashing' noises when struck) alerts the roaming pegasi squads
LYRA?
>"I GOT THE AIR-BOAT WORKING! WOO HOO!"
YEAH, THAT'S REALLY COOL AND ALL. BUT WE HAVE LIKE, A THOUSAND PISSED POLICE PEGASUS PONIES INCOMING!
>She sticks her head out the cabin window
>Her grin is practically slapped off at the sight of the swarm of pegasi dressed in navy blue uniforms flying after the boat
>She ducks back into the cabin and begins slamming every button she can see
>You run into the control room and join her
>You hear Sweetie Belle on the deck
>"Hiya, Mister!"
>SHIT.
>Run back out and see a cop trying to take away Sweetie Belle
>Dog jumps on him and mauls his wings, blood and feathers getting everywhere while the cop screams in pain, only making Dog's attack more violent
>Another pony lands on the deck and lunges at you
>Kick him in the face and throw him back off the boat
LYRA FOR FUCKS SAKE, DO SOMETHING!
>Lyra roars in frustration
>She then sees a large red button next to the steering wheel
>'Nitro'
>"Well now that's just ridiculous"
>She presses it
>You almost get launched off the boat from the force of the acceleration
>You draw your knife again and stab it into the wooden deck
>It acts as an anchor as you pull Dog and Sweetie Belle close to you
>The police eat your air-dust as the boat soars through the skies of Equestria
>But you still manage to smile
>You escaped

6/?

>Lyra once more appears from the cabin
>"You all ok?"
Yeah, we're fine. What did you do?
>"Nitro"
Don't be stupid, air-boats don't have nitro.
>The boat drifts silently through the night
>You sit, with your legs dangling off the edge of the boat, watching the landscape pass beneath you
>The cool breeze whistles past you, and you take a moment to bask in the beauty of this picturesque landscape, knowing that you are the witness of one of God's most beautiful creatio-
FUCK I'm hungry.
>Sweetie Belle moans
>"Aaaanooon. When can we eat?"
Don't worry, Sweetie, we'll get food soon. Right, Lyra?
>Lyra puts on a smile
>"Of course we will! We're on an air boat. Gotta be food somewhere aboard."
>You all go below deck to search for something to eat
>All you find is some peanuts and a stick of beef jerky
>Half of you don't even eat beef jerky
>So you and Lyra chow down on the cow meat while Dog and Sweetie eat the peanuts.
>You sleep on some rags you found lying around the boat, while using Lyra's plush, warm, furry belly as a pillow
>Luxury

>Wake up
>Realise the first problem of the day
>You can't feel your limbs
>Begin shivering profusely
>Bury your face in Lyra's belly some more
>She snorts in her sleep and kicks her rear leg
>Shiver once more and grumble as you stand up
>Nudge Lyra with a foot
>She doesn't wake up
>Prod her face
>She doesn't wake up
Oh my god! Look at all those rich ponies carrying musical instruments!
>She wakes up, swearing profusely
>"FUCKIN' UPPER CLASS- Oh. Hi."
Hey. Damage report: It's fucking cold

7/?

>Lyra shudders
>"Huh. So it is."
>You both ascend to the deck and look out
>A white landscape greets you
>Mountains covered in ice and black rock dot the area
Where the hell...?
>Lyra titters
>"Should have known the wind would blow us here. Always does this time of the season"
>She turns to you
>"Looks like I know where we're going next!"
>Raise an eyebrow
Go on?
>Lyra calls for Sweetie Belle
>A few moments later a groggy looking and incredibly sleepy filly is carried onto the deck by Dog
>She falls off his back and stares blankly at you while Dog gives her a morning bath
>He takes good care of her, that mutt.
>Sweetie croaks a few words
>"Where are we going?"
>Lyra strikes a dramatic pose
>"We're going to the Crystal Empire!"
>Oh shit.

>You laugh nervously
Are uhh, are you sure?
>Lyra blinks a few times
>"Of course! What, you doubt my aerial navigation abilities?"
>She closes one eye and turns her head so she can glare extra hard with her open eye
N-no, I just think that it's a bad place to set up. It's uhh, Upper class, you know.
>She cocks her head
>"Upper class. The Crystal Empire. Are you for real, Anonymous?"
You mean it isn't?
>"It's fancy, yeah. But the entire city has turned into a hub of commerce, culture and tourism. Ponies from all over are there. Not bad for a city that only showed up 2 years ago."
>You turn and look towards the shining light in the distance
Is that it?
>"Yup. It's got a barrier around it to prevent an invasion forces. It's a neutral zone, you see."
>Nod
>Your eyes widen
Uhh. Lyra?
>"Yeah?"
Would an air-boat be stopped by the barrier?
>"Of course! Something this big would be torn apart by- OH."

8/?

HOW THE FUCK DO YOU STEER THIS THING?!
>"I HAVE NO IDEA, WHERE THE HELL IS THE WHEEL? I WAS USING IT YESTERDAY!"
WHO THE FUCK LOSES A STEERING WHEEL?
>You run outside and look at the approaching city
>The light blue barrier pulses slightly
>Gulp
>Straighten your hat
>Mutter a quick prayer to Hobo Jesus
>Walk over and pick up Sweetie Belle and Dog under each arm
>"Hiya, Anon! Are we going to the Crystal Empire! That's so cool!"
Yeah. Cool.
>You clear your throat and scream like a bitch as the air-boat collides with the barrier
>The smell of sulphur, smoke, and peaches fills your nostrils as you watch the boat get violently torn apart around you
>You hit the deck and pull your friends close to you
>Lyra screams from the cabin
>Wood and splinters fly everywhere
>The balloon holding the boat afloat is incinerated
>You hear tortured metal groan and strain
>The entire vessel slows down as it barges its way into the barrier
>You hear Lyra shout from the cabin
>"WE'RE GOING DOWN!"
I FUCKING NOTICED!
>Sweetie screams in your ear and Dog whines as you watch the city and the ground rush up to the air-boat
>The boat hits the ground with a thunderous crash, yet more shattered wood being launched in all directions
>You are propelled forwards and in through the cabin door with Sweetie Belle and Dog still under your arms
>You slam into Lyra and carry her with you
>Smash through the window at the front of the cabin, Sweetie and Dog getting wrenched from your grasp
>Fly out and crumple into the ground
>Stand up amongst the smouldering wreckage
>Adjust your hat
>Look around at the carnage and ruined earth scarred with fire and huge planks of razor sharp wood
Ehh, I've seen worse.

9/?

>Nudge Lyra
>She grumbles and gets up
>She looks around, like you did, an unimpressed face seemingly judging everything around her
>"I was beginning to like that boat."
>A growl alerts you to the presence of Dog dragging Sweetie out of some wreckage
>She coughs and hacks up a piece wood
>Then she bounces up to you and starts squeaking
>"THAT WAS SO MUCH FUN!"
>Pat her on the head
That'll do, pig. That'll do.
>Also pat Dog
>Then you realise just where you are
Oh god.
>Lyra scowls
>"What's with you, Anon? You scared of this place or something?"
N-no, not at all.
>She narrows her eyes, but before she can say anything you all hear a shout
>"Over here! Secure the perimeter!"
>Lyra groans
>"Ugh. Peacekeepers. Come on, Anon. Let’s get out of here."
>You, Lyra, Sweetie and Dog skedaddle away from the scene before a group of guards in bright pink armour show up
>A few minutes later you've found a lovely alley way to hide in.
>The Crystal Empire was originally a beautiful utopia, but the multiculturalism and multiple nations living in the city added a whole new ring around the seeming perfect centre, where all the crystal buildings are
>So basically, the Empire is part shanty town
>Just how you like it.
>You root through a bin and pull out a half-eaten sandwich
>Chew on it and toss your comrades some other food
>Lyra gets a banana covered in sludge
>Sweetie Belle gets an apple with an unusually large worm in it
>Dog gets a full roast chicken with seasoning and a salad to go with it
>All made out of cardboard
>You dig into your meals and plan your next moves

10/?

So. How do we get out of here?
>Sweetie Belle seems confused
>"Why do we wanna leave? This place is great!"
>Dog barks in approval and starts eating the cardboard salad
Well, it's like, in the middle of a frozen wasteland! We'll freeze to death!
>The barrier around the city has also given it a tropical climate. It's like sitting on a beach
>You nervously tug at your collar and readjust your hat
>Lyra is about to berate you when a loud trumpet blares
>"Announcing the arrival of Princess Mi Amore Cadenza to the Zebra quarter!"
>OH.
>SHIT.
>You hurl yourself inside a bin and slam the lid over you
>Outside you hear the muffled voices of Sweetie and Lyra
>Sunlight hits you in the face as you see your minty comrade glaring at you
>"ANON. WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM?"
>You chuckle nervously
Me? Nothing at all, my dear. Nice Cadence we're having, eh?
>Lyra bites her lower lip and charges up a "FUCK"
>Sweetie jumps into the bin with you and on your lap
>Dog follows her
>Getting mighty cramped in this bin now
>"Come oooon, Anon! I wanna say hi to Cadence! I was at her wedding and everything!"
>She pouts
>You squirm
>Lyra pushes her face closer to yours
>"What's really going on, Anon?"
>You gulp and begin to speak

11/?

>Day 4-months-after-the-first-part-of-the-story in Equestria
>Be Anon
>In Manehatten
>Rooting through garbage as usual
>Pull out a dildo the size of your forearm
Who throws away something like this?
>Chuck it over your shoulder
>Dog catches it and starts chewing on it
>You push your arm as deep as you can, thinking of something Sweetie might want to eat
>Close your hand around something
>Pull
>Out comes brown paper bag
>Raise an eyebrow
>Open it
>A school lunch
>An entire school lunch in pristine condition
>Grin and stuff it in your jacket
>Sweetie is gonna be thrilled
>You dive back in to find something for Lyra when something catches your eye
>Walk past Dog, still gnawing on the tip of the rubber dick
>Poke your head out of the alleyway and tip your hat up slightly
>A group of ponies are cheering and shouting
>See two ponies walk down the street, smiling and chatting to everyone they can see
>One of them is a tall white unicorn stallion, the other is a pink... Alicorn?
Woah. Rare.
>You watch the two walk up to an important looking building
>The stallion kisses the alicorn and heads inside
>The alicorn sighs and watches as the mob of mares follows the stallion inside
>She turns and looks straight at you
>You put on your best "Rabid Hobo" look and sneer at her
>To your absolute horror, she flies over, a massive smile on her face
>She stops just before you and her horn flashes
>Her body seems to shine for a second, before you can see straight through her, then her body takes on a texture like oil when exposed to sunlight, and then it is normal again
>She trots the final distance up to you
>"Hello there."
>You just stare at her
>"My name is Princess Mi Amore Cadenza. But you can call me Cadence!"
>Royalty. 
>Oh shit, Anon. Get the fuck out of there. They'll never stop hunting you if she frames you for something.
>Instead, Cadence trots past you
>You watch as a group of ponies passes the alleyway, looks down it straight at Cadence, and carries on walking
>Cadence giggles
>"Oh don't worry. No pony else can see me."
>She walks up and pushes your back against a wall
>"Just you."

12/?

>You laugh nervously
Well, uhh. Princess, my name is Anon and it was lovely to meet you. If you don't mind, I have some important business to attend to."
>"I see..."
>She looks at Dog, who is licking the tip of the dildo
>Fucking hell, Dog.
>"You seem... Very busy."
>Start feeling hot under the collar
I-... Look, I don't want any trouble, yeah? I know you royals think you can mess around with us commoners, but you won't get the better of me!
>Cadence simply smiles
>"Oh, Anon. Don't you know who I am?"
>Twitch nervously
>"My name is Cadence. The Princess of Love."
>She pushes you against the wall again and presses her hooves against your chest
>"And I always get what I want."
>To a person looking into the alleyway at that moment, they would see a homeless man squirming madly against thin air, his lips in a very strange position
>To you, you're being molested by a princess who seemingly has a thing for the homeless
>Cadence pulls back and licks her lips
>"Oh gods I love that taste"
>She breathes in deeply through her nose
>"And that SMELL! Oh gods you're driving me CRAZY, ANON!"
>You clear your throat
>Straighten up
>Adjust your hat
>And headbutt her
DOG! RUN FOR THE FUCKING HILLS!
>Dog picks up the dildo in his mouth and bolts after you as you try to lose her in the intricate alleyways of Manehatten
>You look up and see her gliding overhead, smiling down at you
>"I see you, handsome!"
>You can't fathom why this is happening
>You dive down an alley that leads to a warehouse you've hidden in several times
>Dog follows you through the door and you slam it shut, bolting it and pushing several boxes in front of it
>Pant and listen closely
>Silence
Ok, Dog. I think we lost her.
>In some cruel joke that was planned, Cadence then crashes through the roof, hitting the floor on all fours with a sound like 10 ton weight hitting the ground, and causing a small crater around her

13/?

>She looks at you and smiles
>You see a bead of sweat drop off her face
>"My, oh my. You sure are a fast one, Anon!"
>She walks towards you, laughing all the while
>Dog spits out the dildo and growls, standing between you and her
>Cadence laughs and rips open a nearby box, stuffing him inside with magic and bolting it shut
>She then picks up the dildo with a faint blue aura
>"Oh Anon. Didn’t you hear?"
>She slowly makes her way forwards, laughing softly and spinning the dildo in the air like a drill
>"I always get what I want."

>Lyra stares at you
>Sweetie Belle stares at you
>Dog whimpers from the recounting of the tale
So yeah. Can we please leave?
>You crawl out of the bin then lift Dog and Sweetie out
>Your ass is tingling from the memories of your trauma
>Lyra pesters you some more
>"So uhh, what kind of stuff did you do?"
I don't want to talk about it, Lyra. The last thing she said was "Come visit me some time.". And I don't intend to visit shit.
>Lyra suddenly pulls you into a hug. And by that you mean she grabs onto your leg.
>"Why didn't you tell me?"
>You take off your hat, hold it to your chest and hold back tears
Hobo pride.
>Place the hat back on your head and straighten up
Now let’s get the fuck outta here.

14/?

>"Oh no you don't."
>God please no
>Slowly turn around
>A tall pony shimmers in the light and fades into vision
>Princess Cadence
>A regiment of peacekeepers block off the exits and surround you from the roof tops
>A nearby dustbin falls over and a peacekeeper crawls out, his horn charged with magic and a banana peel on his head
>He opens his mouth, dislocates his jaw, and another peacekeeper climbs out of him, looking equally as serious
>You slowly raise your hands
>Lyra growls
>Dog growls harder
>Sweetie Belle cheers
>"Hiya, Princess Cadence!"

>Wake up with a pounding headache
>You're in a fancy looking room, adorned with mirrors and... clean things
>Your arm tingles from memories of past cleanliness
>Slide off the bed you're led on and make for the window
>Look down at the 100ft drop 
>You're in the Crystal Citadel
>Shit.
>Stride over to the door and try it
>Locked
>Look around for any other exits
>There are none
>You're trapped, and hobos can't fly
>You walk back to the window and sit down cross-legged before it, gazing out at the city and sighing in resignation
>You hope your friends are okay...

15/?

>Be Lyra "Fisticuffs" Heartstrings
>PhD
>Wake up to the sound of shouting
>You open one eye and survey your new surroundings
>Bars greet you
>Both eyes shoot open
>Sit bolt upright
>You're in a cell
>But not just any cell
>Run to the bars and look out
>You're in a prison
>You hear a chuckle to the right
>Turn to see a Diamond Dog watching you from his own bed
>"Looks like you're my new cell mate... Come'ere, darlin'. I don't bite. Too hard."
>He grins toothily
>You crack your neck and narrow your eyes, flashbacks of past prison experiences coming to mind
>The diamond dog stands up
>He towers over you
>Meh. Size is just another advantage for you
>You take a quick moment to look back outside at the prison
>It's massive, rows of cells stretch forever
>Where the hell are you? Underground?
>Look back at the dog
>Spit to the side
>Whistle and stand up on your hind legs, bringing your front hooves up to a fighting stance
Here, boy.
>The diamond dog roars and lunges for you

>Be Sweetie Belle
>Hear gentle music
>Slowly open your eyes and look around at the garishly pink room
>Smiling faces and suns and love hearts and all things pretty adorn absolutely everything from the walls to the pencils
>You cringe
>This doesn't look fun at all
>A face moves into your view
>A bright yellow stallion with a light brown mane beams at you
>"Hey there, little one! Welcome to Happy Smiles Home for Lost Foals!"
>OH SWEET HOBO JESUS
>YOU'RE IN AN ORPHANAGE
>The stallion smiles even harder
>"My name is Randy Hooves! We're gonna be such good friends while you're here!"
>Scream externally

16/?

>The darkest recesses of your mind stir
>Faint images flare in and out of your consciousness
>Slowly rouse from your deep sleep
>You are the one they call Dog
>And you are in a rather strange scenario
>The baying of other hounds assaults your ears
>You pay it no mind
>Time is wasting, and you need to plan your escape from your no doubt "inescapable fortress"
>You had predicted that this would happen, Anonymous foolishly told his tale whilst the enemy got into position
>But it is not Anonymous you are concerned about, he can look after himself
>Sweetie Belle.
>Dear sweet Sweetie Belle.
>You must save her from the fate she has most likely met
>You sit and patiently look out of the cage you are in
>The other dogs scream and shout at each other in incoherent rage and excitement
>You watch, taking in your surroundings
>There are two exits to this room, and the table in the far corner appears to have a row of keys on hooks above it
>You look back at the scene before you
>A fat looking dog is shouting at you
>You ignore him
>Though he may be your brother through genus, he is beneath you in all other ways.
>You do not worry for your own well being
>You will soon show these dogs, and the ponies that captured you, that you are far more capable of their complete obliteration than they can possibly comprehend
>Lick your crotch

17/17
The End
Part 3: https://ponepaste.org/830