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- Chapter 2
- >The two of you lay there, staring in confusion.
- >Luna seems she’s most taken back.
- >She closes her eyes.
- >Then she leans in closer, for another contact.
- >You immediately NOPE and pull away.
- >She stops where you are supposed to be, and realizes that you aren’t there.
- >She pauses, and opens her eyes again.
- >She grunts, and flares her wings.
- >Then she flies off quickly.
- >You’re just left there, wondering what just happened.
- >Left alone in the woods, you do the only reasonable thing.
- >Go home.
- >…
- >What else?
- >God, your head is killing you.
- >You’ll hate trees forever.
- >You finally reach to cobblestone path.
- >Good, back in Ponyville.
- >Amazing you made it back pretty quick.
- >Nightmare Night is still on.
- >And there is that colt.
- >And soon-to-be-filly.
- >You slowly sneak up behind Featherweight, who is still being a total ass by taking pictures.
- >You get ready to punt that fucker, after all this time.
- >But of course, the universe has other plans for you.
- >Which has no relation to connecting your accelerated foot to the tiny, fragile bottom of that useless colt.
- >But you do it anyway.
- >As you run up to make your offense, something strikes you down.
- >You recognize that ebony coat anywhere.
- >It’s-
- >”WE LIKE YOU”
- “AHHHHHHHHH”
- >”WE LIKE YOUR FACE”
- “EUARGHHHHHHHH”
- >”IS THE FEELING MUTUAL?”
- >You push the evil alicorn off your body and run like hell.
- >What is wrong with this day, seriously.
- >You then spot your very own abode, your fort of safety.
- >Your house.
- >You sprint faster, while searching for the keys in your pocket.
- >Your running isn’t helping, and the keys jiggle around like shit.
- >You don’t even know why you carry around your phone anymore.
- >You finally grab hold of it.
- >You look behind, trying to eye your offender’s progress.
- >You wish you hadn’t.
- >With a shout, she lunges at you, and you duck.
- >You still maintain your speed, no way in hell you are going to stop.
- >She misses you completely, and stumbles to a tree.
- >You can’t spare any capacity to laugh.
- >You finally reach you brown door, and hastily insert your keys.
- >Nightmare finally got out of the branches.
- >She gracefully landed on her hooves, and stared at the human.
- >He was already by the door!
- >He inserts the key, and turns it.
- >He turns to her, and shoots a victorious grin.
- ”Ha!” He shouts, smiling.
- >And then he turns the doorknob.
- >And turns it again.
- >His face turns pale, as he slowly tries his lock again.
- “Ha?” He shoots finger pistols, before making a mad dash to the other side of his house.
- >What will he do break through the-
- >Nightmare hears glass shattering.
- >He just did.
- >She shrugs, and turns into her shadow form, and slips away.
- >You pant.
- >But you are happy.
- >You made it.
- >The broken glass cut you everywhere, but hey, better than that evil demon.
- >What was she screaming into your face?
- >Not sure.
- >You don’t even know why she was trying to kill you.
- >You don’t even notice the darkness swirling over you.
- >And suddenly, dark mist.
- >You blow it off, laughing at how it formed.
- >You must have damaged your brain or something.
- >Wait a minute.
- >Dark mist in your house?
- >OH SHI-
- >Tentacles of pure darkness wrap around each of your limb, and lift you up.
- >Oh no.
- >All those hentai you watched, IT’S HAPPENING
- >IN A MAGIC PONY LAND
- >From the form the mass of darkness, the alicorn reveals herself.
- >You are half-relieved to see the pony; at least it’s better than a sex-hungry monster.
- >Your anus will never recover from that.
- >You struggle against the bonds, but it is pointless.
- >She lets out her evil laugh, as she slowly comes up to you.
- >”That was an interesting chase, human.”
- >You gulp down the spit in your mouth.
- >”It was… cute.”
- >She is just an inch away from you now.
- >You can’t help to wince as her breath touches your face.
- >There was a reason you freaked out when you landed in a land of horses.
- >Her reptilian eyes slowly scan over your face, then to your body.
- >You can’t help feeling violated.
- >She chuckles, before looking into your eyes.
- >You look away.
- >”It is so good that you invited us to your house, we can have some-“
- >She leans closer, whispering to your ear.
- >”Privacy.”
- >And with that, you are off.
- >The darkness slowly drags you to upstairs, to your bedroom.
- >You try to catch anything that might slow down the inevitable.
- >Your fingers can only lightly grasp at the tips of the stairs, only to be defeated by superior strength.
- >You clench your teeth, you are screwed now.
- >Literally.
- >You are flung to your bed, and you land with a-
- >POMF
- >No, you saw this somewhere too.
- >The alicorn slowly mounts you, and licks her teeth.
- >You now notice the sharp canines.
- >Wait, ponies don’t have canines.
- >Canines are dogs!
- >Then again, we have Wiona.
- >Goddamn puns going everywhere.
- “Wait!” You shout out, as the pony lowered to you.
- >”What is it now?” she asks, annoyed.
- “Who are you, and what do you want with me?”
- >Her expression contorts into anger, as she dismounts.
- >Whew, a reprieve.
- >”YOU. YOU DO NOT KNOW WHO I AM?”
- >Ouch, your ears.
- >”I AM NIGHTMARE MOON, THE BANE OF DAWN!”
- >Uh huh.
- “Nope, doesn’t ring a bell.”
- >”Evil enchantress who wants to stop the sun?”
- “Errr, no clue.”
- >”Eternal night?”
- “Nothing.”
- >She sighs, and the darkness envelops her.
- >When it goes away, you spy a smaller alicorn, standing there.
- “Luna?”
- >”Anonymous? What is-“
- >The darkness covers her again.
- >And there stands Nightmare again.
- >”There, that’s enough.”
- >She quickly dissolves into the shadows-thing and rushes over you.
- >Well, back to square one.
- >It was a good run, penis.
- >Thanks for the memories, Anon.
- >I hope we can stay in touch.
- >And in a blink of an eye, Nightmare is over you again.
- >Maybe it was a good idea to get that blunt weapon set Flim offered you a week ago.
- >Universe must love irony.
- >”Don’t worry…” She chuckles.
- >You can see the evil grin on her face.
- >”You won’t feel a thing.”
- >And then, darkness.
- >No really, her magicy shit went to your head.
- >And you were out.
- >You slowly open your eyes.
- >What the hell happened last night?
- >You can see the rays of sunlight coming from the window right above your bed, lighting the dark room.
- >You stare into the ceiling, trying to recall what happened.
- >Your breathing becomes harder, ohmygod, you’re freaking out.
- >When you were about to lose your mind, you feel something soft on your cheek.
- >You lift whatever it is with your fingers, and crank your head to examine it.
- >You know that color anywhere.
- >You eyes lose focus from the mane strands, and make out what is beyond your hand.
- >You can hear her soft breath, which slowly blew out some loose mane.
- >She had a peaceful expression on her face, as her head rested on the unused section of your pillow.
- >Then you realize why your breathing is hard.
- >Luna is sleeping on you, her body crossing through your chest and torso.
- >She doesn’t weigh much, but still it was quite a burden on you.
- >You could say she was weighing you down.
- >Wait, where did these sunglasses come from?
- >You shake them off, and turn to Luna again.
- >Your arm is still up, awkwardly erected in place.
- >You can’t even feel your other arm.
- >You can slowly make out the details on her face-
- >Her mouth, curled into a smile.
- >Her eyes were closed in a peaceful trance.
- >Your forearm blocks the view.
- >You notice her nose, gently rising and falling.
- >Then you see the cyan irises, staring back at you.
- >You freeze.
- >Luna slowly lifts her head, and looks to you.
- >She blinks once, taking in the situation.
- >She raises a hoof to lower your arm, and slides it back to its position.
- >She doesn’t even have fingers, how the fuck?
- >She smiles to you, before leaning in for a quick peck on the lips.
- >Still paralyzed in shock, you let her have her way.
- >She then sighs contently, and nuzzles at your cheek.
- >All of your what.
- >And after a few minutes, your brain kicks in.
- “WHATTHEFUCK.”
- >You kick your blankets over, and try to stand up.
- >Well, at least you still have your clothes on.
- >Luna shoots up and pins you back to the bed, her forelegs crushing each of your shoulders.
- >”Where do you think you’re going?”
- >You squirm under her hold, and then look to her pleadingly.
- “Can we talk about this?”
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