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- >It’s been something along the lines of a week after you had the run in with that mare.
- >Things have been going pretty normal.
- >You’re walking around Ponyville right now.
- >You decide maybe you can take a detour here, behind the houses.
- >There hasn’t been much to do as of late, so… well you thought you might get out of your house.
- >You’ve still been getting the odd stares from ponies as you went about what you //thought// were normal things.
- >You shrugged off those thoughts before you got yourself too deep in it, you didn’t need to adjust to jackshit.
- >Coming to a stop between the back of a couple buildings, you looked up at the setting afternoon sun.
- >At least, that’s the conclusion you came to last time you had these thoughts…
- >Something hooked around your arm.
- >Before you have time to think, you are abruptly pulled into the alley in between the two buildings.
- >You stumbled forward, travelling an extra few metres the alley.
- >Oh, it’s not an alley, it’s a dead…end.
- >You spin around back against the wall to your assailant, wondering what in the hell grabbed you.
- >A familiar face greets you, and you relax.
- >It was that girl from the bar, the one with the shaggy hair.
- >Ooh, she was sporting a pretty nifty faded red saddlebag too!
- >Something was off about her.
- >Probably the snarling expression.
- “Oh! Hey...Yooou…”
- >”Canola!” She growled, stamping her hoof in anger “And I remember you, Anon!”
- “Shiiit... Yeah I was pretty d-”
- >“You bucking cummed on my face and left me there you bastard!”
- >A small snigger elicited from you.
- >”And now half the bucking town knows about it! You left me on a park bench!” She went on, glaring daggers at you “With your SEED on my face! Do you know how disgusting that is!?”
- >You raise your hands up defensively as if to shield yourself from the mare’s rage.
- “Hey, well-”
- >“And now my buddies won’t do anything but give me bull about it!”
- “If I had friends I could probably rela-”
- >“You stallions! Thinking you can do anything you want because it aint right to hit a guy! Well you colts wanted equal rights?”
- >You see where this is going.
- >As you take a step back, Canola takes a step forward.
- “Well how about equal LEFTS?!”
- >The power of a horse’s kick is roughly equivalent to a small car moving at twenty miles an hour.
- >You see the mare launch herself at you and you brace, shielding your face with one arm and shielding your stomach with the other.
- >She bumps into you with her head, causing you to stumble back a little.
- “Woah, hey now” You said, starting to laugh “What, is this wrestling or something?”
- >The mare was bewildered, she had put her all into that head butt!
- >Growling viciously, she started again and charged you.
- >This one caught you off guard and you stumbled back again and thanks to your bad luck you tripped and fell on your ass.
- >The hazel mare cried out in victory and lunged for you again.
- >Her hooves made contact with your shoulders and you fell onto your back.
- >Your head collided with the ground and a splitting pain shot its way through your skull.
- “Aagh!”
- >Looking up, you see the insane mare atop you grinning wildly.
- >“Ohoho, I’ve got you right where I want you, freak. And I’m gonna take you right here” She taunted you, putting a hoof squarely on your chest as if she had tamed the beast.
- >Suddenly, she plunged her head down and latched onto your jacket.
- “Wha-!”
- >She pulled up, and ripped a button from your jacket, opening it just a little.
- “Hey, hey wait not cool!” You yell, desperately trying to stop this assault on your precious jacket “That’s my only jacket!”
- >Canola grinned the best a pony could do with a mouth full of fabric and yanked again.
- >Another button flew off and bounced on the stone floor.
- >You felt anger rising in you now.
- >The mare didn’t notice, as she slipped a hoof inside your shirt and began to feel up your chest.
- >Suddenly, you sat up and the brown pony tumbled off you.
- >“Wh-Hey!” She cried, trying to roll back onto her hooves.
- >You got to your feet first, and as anger washed over you, the terminator theme blasted through your head.
- >Your hand latched onto her by the nape of her neck.
- >“What the buck!?”
- “DUNDUN DUN DUNDUN”
- >Like a kitten, you lifted up the mare and with a thrust, you tossed her down the alley a few metres.
- >She bounced and tumbled a couple times before coming to a stop.
- >You stormed down after her and she snapped back to look at you, there was fear evident in her eyes.
- >She scrabbled unsuccessfully to get away from you before you caught up with her and grabbed her under her arms, hugging her close to your chest.
- >Canola squeaked, and with your free arm, you took hold of the strap of her saddle bag and pulled one end.
- >The strap tightened close to her and she squeaked again, probably due to lack of air.
- >“H-Hey” She managed before you hoisted her over your shoulder and marched out from the buildings.
- >You took a left and walked around the building, it seemed Canola was too terrified to say anything.
- >A cupcake sign hung from the building’s front a sweets shop or something.
- >You heaved her up and slipped her saddlebag under the little decorative curved rod coming from the corner of the sign.
- >As you stood back to admire your work, Canola finally seemed to have found her voice.
- >“You- Y-You’re not gonna LEAVE me here, are you? H-Hey, stud?”
- >You looked at her, then down at your button-less jacket, then back up at her.
- >Her face seemed to show she had lost that last sliver of hope in that moment.
- “You can come down…. When you figure out how.” You grinned, flashing her the finger before spinning around “And for the record, don’t try to overpower me by yourself.”
- >And at that, you left the mare hanging and walked off to Rarity’s boutique to see if you could get some buttons re-sown.
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