PROMPT:
Anonymous 03/17/16(Thu)22:36:41 No.26786131 ▶>>26786172 >>26786174 >>26786181 >>26786417 >>26786462 >>26786510 >>26786652
>pone slavery is finally declared illegal
>pones are all located and forcibly deported back to Equestria
>no pones allowed to stay on Earth
>your pone slave starts to tear up and looks up at you wide-eyed, trembling
>"W...will they take me, too, Master?"
>there's loud banging at the door
>it's the authorities come to take your little pone slave away
>she hides behind your legs and starts to hyperventilate
>authorities knock in your door, grab the pony, put a leash on her, start to drag her out of the house
>she desperately clings to your leg with all her might as she's pulled, but her grip is quickly loosening
>she enters a full-on state of panic and hysteria, screaming and crying, kicking at the authorities while doing he best to cling to you
>"NO!!! NO!! MASTER PLEASE!!! I WANT TO STAY HERE WITH YOU! PLEASE MASTER! PLEASE! I LOVE YOU MASTER!! PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME GO!"
>you have no choice, it's the law
wat do?

>>26786131
>She swallows nervously as you put the gun to her head.
"Are you sure about this?"
>"Yes."
>Though her body trembles, her eyes are hard and solid as stone.
>In truth, your hand is shaking more than she is.
>"Please," she begs. "Don't make me live without you."
>"SIR, WE HAVE A COURT ORDER!"
>"Please. Before it's too late."
>"SIR, OPEN UP THE DOOR OR WE WILL BE FORCED TO KICK IT DOWN!"
>"Do it."
"Maybe... maybe I can come see you..."
>"Maybe," your pony admits, unsuccessfully trying to blink away her tears, "and maybe -"
>She's interrupted by loud hammering on your front door.
>" - maybe they'll just go away," she finishes with a sad, hopeless smile. "We know that'll never happen."
"It could!"
>"It'll be years before humans are allowed in Equestria."
"I'll wait!"
>"Why wait when we can be together now?"
>The door slams open in a rain of splinters.
>"Do it. Please."

>The police find you with a gun in your hand.
>They demand you drop it.
>You don't.
>The first shot misses you completely.
>The second and third strike you in the chest.
>Another tears through your shoulder.
>You're already falling - the next misses completely.
>She was right.
>Why wait, when you can be together now?
>You reach for her, letting the gun slip from your numb hand.
"Wait for me."
>She stares at you with blank, dead eyes.
"I'll be right there."
>The police are shouting something.
>You don't know what.
>They sound distant, their voices fading until all that remains is her - and you.
>The fringe of her mane hides her injury - only the thin trickle of blood betrays its presence.
>Such a small thing.
>She was dead before she hit the floor.
>Not like you.
>You can feel the life draining from your body, but you're still alive.
>She smiles.
>"I knew you wouldn't keep me waiting," the mare whispers into your ear.
>Your hand brushes across her face one last time, and she smiles for you, not minding the bloody streaks you pant across her cheek.
>"I love you, Anon."
"I love you too."

>>26786832
>>26786865
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yMyuznJ2yKQ [Embed]
No words. Words are unnecessary, just the sound of things spiraling out of control, of them escalating to calamitous levels, followed by everything ending slowly and peacefully as Anon dies alone with his love, unaware and uncaring of the officer trying to administer first aid to his soon to be empty shell.

He's already gone off with his pony to a better place.