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- >while on a lazy friday afternoon you decide to go fishing
- >pole, boots, b8 and boat all ready
- >a couple of hours of fishing yields no results
- >feels bad man
- >the weather's picking up and you smell a storm a' brewing
- >just as you're about to leave for home again something appears out of the ordinary
- >some red shit is floating about on what you can only guess is drifting wood
- >you decide to check it out
- >as you row closer the red object starts to take form
- >it looks like a dyed dog of some sort
- >maybe a kid's toy or something
- >you row up to it to inspect it further
- >the weather's getting really bad now
- >oh shit!
- >it looks like one of those ponies you've seen being shitposted everywhere on the internet for the past 5 years
- >you decide to haul it out of the ocean
- >shit's heavy
- >the sound of pone hitting wood could be heard as it knocks it's head against the bottom boards of your boat
- >well shit.mp4
- >it's probably already dead anyways
- >the wind was really starting to whip the sea around now
- >better hurry the fuck up back to shore before you're swept up by the storm
- >why didn't you invest in a motorboat?
- >salty sea water splashes hard against your bow as you make it towards dry land
- >holy shit that was close
- >you stare at the mute body splayed out at the bottom of your boat
- >what the fuck are you gonna do with it
- >maybe if you…
- >nah that's fucking stupid
- >there's no way this thing has a pulse
- >you lay your head to what you just discovered to be a 'her's chest and listen
- >nothing
- >you figured
- >you should still bury her though
- >she can't lay here and rot
- >a burial at sea after all the effort of dragging her out of that mess of a weather seemed stupid
- >you sigh and sing her over your back
- >back home at last
- >the weather has blocked out the sun
- >with gray skies and rainy weather you figured this to be the perfect gloomy mood for a funeral
- >you know that if someone found you dead at sea you'd want a burial
- >an hour passes in the pouring rain as you finally finish her grave
- >a little shallow but you don't want to risk getting a cold being outside for too long
- >you pick the pony… thing up for the last time and lay her into her final resting place
- >you start to shovel dirt onto her when suddenly you start to hear gurgling sounds
- >the pony starts coughing up sea water in a fit as she twirls around in the mud hole frantically
- >the pony rears up in what you believe to be shock and fear as she turns her big blue eyes on you
- =="Neeigh!"==
- >well shit
- >maybe you should ask her what's up
- >she's probably pretty fucking freaked out
- >you know you'd be for sure
- "Hey, you alright?"
- >the mare's breathing sped up and you could see her chest rise and lower quickly
- >your words didn't seem to reassure her
- >and quite honestly, why would it?
- >horses can't speak
- "Sorry about the whole trying-to-bury-you-alive thing. I didn't know you were still kicking."
- =="Spare me!"==
- >there must be something in the water because you were sure that pony was responding verbally
- "Woah, chill, I'm not gonna kill you."
- >….
- >what the fuck were you supposed to say to her?
- "Hey, Ehh. What's your name?"
- >smooth, anon. Real smooth
- =="R-red."==
- >she's still shook up
- >you decide to take off the hood of your raincoat to look less like a serial-killer
- "Look, I come in peace or whatever. Shit girl. Relax."
- >you approach her and try to lift her out of the grave
- >Red immediately recoils at your touch
- >"Re-lax. I promise i'm not gonna hurt you."
- >you looked at her again
- >poor thing was shivering
- "You're soaked in seawater. If you stay out here you'll freeze to death. Let me help you."
- =="But, you're-"==
- "Look at it as an apology for trying to bury you alive."
- >"Oh. Hmm, Ok"
- >finally
- >you pick her up by the torso and cradle her
- >shit, she's heavier than she looks
- >and dirty as fuck
- >you figure being lost at sea and near homicide (ponycide?) will do that to you
- >getting her indoors you carefully place her in the hallway
- >Red shook herself getting all kinds of dirt on your previously clean shoes
- >you motherfucker
- >chill, anon. Chill
- >Red still looked miserable
- >maybe you should borrow her your shower
- >do ponies shower?
- >would the hair clog your drain?
- "Hey, you might want to shower all that shit off. You're not threading my house with all that mud and salt on you."
- >wow anon, rood much?
- >"I mean. You should probably take a shower or something, you look cold, mam."
- >Geez, you were not good with women
- >being an isolated fuck will do that to you
- "Here, I'll show you the bathroom."
- >you walked her to your shower
- =="thanks…. Eh, what was your name?"==
- "Anon."
- >no way you're giving out your name to a talking horse
- >you're pretty sure talking horses were one of the seven signs of the apocalypse
- >damnshame.jpg
- "You know how to shower, right?"
- =="What? Why wouldn't I?"==
- "It's just that, y'know. Not every day you see a talking horse."
- =="I am a pony though! What to you mean 'not every day?' Were are we?"==
- "What?"
- =="Were in Equestria are we, right now?"==
- "Uhh. Equestria?"
- …
- "Look, just take a shower and we'll talk, alright?"
- >Red shot you a suspicious look
- =="Alright. But you better spill the guts afterwards."==
- "I will, promise."
- >you heard Red successfully manage to turn on the shower
- >you also heard her slip and fall
- >about to check it out you heard red call out somewhat in pain
- =="I'm alright, Anon!"==
- >deciding to give her some peace you slumped down on your couch
- >what the fuck was going on?
- >maybe you should call the police, or the animal protective services
- >she might belong to some rich, gene-splicing scientist or something
- >maybe a government experiment?
- >it would have to wait til tomorrow though
- >even if you called now, it would take quite some time for authorities to reach your distant location
- >while getting caught up in deep thought you heard Red at the bathroom door
- >sounded like he was having some difficulties unlocking it
- >no hands
- >it makes sense how a horse would have a hard time opening doors now that you think about it
- >you walk on over and open it up for her
- =="Stupid door! Hey. Thanks by the way."==
- >Red was now squeaky clean and her cream colored coat was no longer defiled with dirt
- >she was still wet though
- "You know what a door is?"
- >Res shook herself like a dog, getting water all over you and her surroundings before heading to your living room
- >you mad
- =="Why wouldn't I know what a door is?"==
- >easy, anon. Easy
- "You don't have hands, for one thing."
- =="My hooves usually does the trick. I don't know why they didn't work just now."==
- >how?
- >Red sat down on your floor and you retired to your favorite spot on the couch
- =="So. Mr Anon. I have a lot of questions to ask you."==
- "I could say the same."
- =="Well shoot. Who's first?"==
- >you got up to your feet to get a towel for the mess she made but figured you'd ask her some questions while doing so
- "So, how lazy were your parents when they decided to name you 'Red'?"
- =="I guess they thought it fitted my mane."==
- "Mhm."
- >you found a towel and started cleaning up after her
- =="I also heard from other ponies that it might be some form of symbolism but I've never really put too much thought into it. Why'd you ask? It's a pretty rude question."==
- "Messing up my house is pretty rude too. Stop drying yourself like a dog."
- >you tossed the towel in her face
- "There, clean up after yourself. I'm gonna make some food."
- >it was getting late and you'd hope to squeeze in a meal before night time
- >you head into the kitchen but to your dismay there's not enough spaghetti left from last night to fill two stomachs
- "Fuck."
- =="What's wrong?"==
- >wait a minute
- >horses eat grass!
- >Anon, you're such a genius
- "You don't mind eating grass, do you? I don't have enough sketties for both."
- =="Yuck! Grass? Do I look like some sort of cow to you?"==
- "You're shitting me. Horses eat grass!"
- "But I'm not a horse, Anon."
- >god damnit
- "Alright, alright. There's a local bakery 15 minutes away from here. We'll go get some pizza and I can tell you all you need to know abut this place on the way."
- >there's no way you'd let that thing out of sight in your home
- =="Actually, I'm feeling a little bit tired, Anon. Can I borrow your floor for the night?"==
- "Eh, I'm not too comfortable having you sleep here and all."
- =="Pleeease~!"==
- >Red did a puppy look
- >it's super effective
- "Ffffuck. Fine. But I'll be watching you."
- =="That's fine, it's your home after all."==
- >Red took a couple of circles before laying down on a carpet
- >you kept looking at her from your spot on the couch
- >hours passed with vidya on your cellphone before you ere convinced she was sound asleep
- >with the grace of a Russian ballet dancer you swooped her up and placed her on the couch.
- >you got a blanket and wrapped her in before going to bed in your own room
- >tomorrow's gonna be fun
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