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- Maud:
- >Day What Do You Wanna Do With Your Life in Equestria
- >It's been a pretty good morning so far.
- >Fluttershy apparently forgot to come by and torment you, which means you got to sleep in.
- >Of course, that also means you've only got an hour or so before work instead of the usual two.
- >Fucking Fluttershy.
- >As you step out onto the porch to grab your paper, there's the sound of a hurricane blowing through.
- >You sneer and look up to the sky.
- >Hurricane Pinkie Pie...
- >"Nonnalicious!"
- >She squeals, crashing into the ground with an audible thud.
- >But she pays it no mind as she tucks and rolls her way to the bottom of your stairs.
- >Pinkie ends up looking at you from her back, grinning like an idiot.
- >You sigh and rub your forehead.
- "Morning, Pinkie."
- >Day has just gone to shit.
- >The party pony perks up at her name and bounces to her feet.
- >And then keeps bouncing, her hair sproinging in time with her leaps.
- >"Hey Nonongo, guess what!"
- "Chicken butt?"
- >Pinkie pauses for a moment, then giggles.
- >"No, silly! My sister Maud's in town and I'm taking her around to meet all my friends!"
- >But you're not...
- >Oh right, this is Pinkie Pie.
- >Friendship is not optional with this mare.
- >And she's got a sister?
- >Ugggggh.
- >Before you can duck inside, Pinkie grabs your hand and tugs you off the porch.
- >"Come on, she's right over here!"
- >Great.
- >You don't even try to dig your heels into the ground any more, it's just not worth it.
- >Pinkie tugs you across the lawn to a rather drab looking pony.
- >Compared to everyone else in Ponyville, she seems incredibly out of place.
- >The seconds pass by before you finally clear your throat.
- "Uh, hi. I'm Anonymous."
- >The pony stares at you with a reserved inquisitiveness, but doesn't say a word.
- >What the hell is wrong with this horse?
- >You try to walk away, but when you turn your head you spot Pinkie bouncing excitedly.
- >She's not going to let you just step out.
- >What a mess.
- >Clearing your throat, you try again.
- "You must be Pinkie's sister, Maud. It's nice to meet you."
- >Another moment of silence.
- >Then, she breathes in.
- >The seconds tick by as you wait, feeling to hairs on the back of your neck stand up.
- >Finally, Maud sighs.
- >"Yeah."
- >...
- >How underwhelming.
- >And so flat.
- >Time to spice things up a bit.
- >Turning back to Pinkie, you jerk your thumb in her guest's direction.
- "You sure that she's your sister?"
- >The pink pest giggles and nods.
- >"I am, surely!"
- >Snorting, you cross your arms over your chest and scowl in Maud's direction.
- "You know I hate it when you call me Shirley."
- >Pinkie giggles again and you manage to crack a smile as well.
- >But Maud is still stone-faced.
- >Wow.
- >Tough crowd.
- >You decide to try another approach.
- "So, Maud."
- >The apparently disinterested pony focuses her attention back on you.
- "What is it you like to do?"
- >Another deep breath, but the words come faster this time.
- >"I like rocks."
- >...
- >It's official, this girl is Pinkie's Pie's sister.
- >Her flat, boring, uninteresting, completely polar opposite sister.
- >How twisted.
- >Wait a second, that gives you an idea.
- >Smirking, you shoot Pinkie a look and then turn your attention back to Maud.
- "So, you like rocks, huh?"
- >Maud nods.
- >Perfect.
- "I know a song about rocks."
- >You clear your throat and hum a note.
- >Behind you, Pinkie Pie gasps.
- >"Nonny, no!"
- >You smirk and mentally chastise the party pony for being off her guard.
- >You're not allowed to sing after last time.
- >Fuck that noise.
- >You can feel Pinkie rushing towards you in an attempt to slap her hooves over your mouth.
- >But too late.
- >You thrust your fist into the air and roar.
- "I wanna rock!"
- http://youtu.be/ThOXlmVbQGs
- >Pinkie's sent flying through the air by the echo of your voice as the sound of guitars explode around your person.
- >Maud's mane is blown back, and a look of momentary surprise crosses her features
- >As she gapes, you repeat yourself.
- "I want to rock!"
- >All across the town, ponies stick their heads out of windows and doors, echoing "Rock!" right back at you.
- >And again the echo pushes back the encroaching Pinkie Pie, leaving you with a smile on your face.
- "I wanna rock!"
- >Thrusting your imaginary mic towards Maud, you give her an encouraging smile.
- >But she doesn't join in.
- >The music begins to fade into the background, when her shoulders heave.
- >Maud takes a deep breath, the chords thrumming back to full force as she opens her mouth...!
- >"...rock..."
- >And with that singled deadpanned syllable, the song falls apart.
- >Pinkie tackles you to the ground and stuff her tail into your mouth, successfully gagging you.
- >As you glare up at the drab pony, Maud shifts her weight from one side to the other, a gentle frown spreading across her lips.
- >"Sorry, we don't do much singing on the farm."
- >Fucking rock farmers.
- >You sigh and wait until the song magic dissipates completely and Pinkie Pie climbs off of you.
- >She pouts and shakes her head.
- >"Nonny, you should know better than to sing. Nopony can keep up with you and your weird songs!"
- "Yeah, yeah, whatever."
- >Snorting, you sit down in the yard and scowl at the two ponies.
- >After a moment, Maud smiles and walks up to you.
- >She stares into your eyes for the longest time before taking a breath and clearing her throat.
- >"I did like your song, what I heard of it."
- >...Wait.
- >What?
- >Somebody, likes your songs?
- >As you gulp, Pinkie grabs her sister and begins tugging her down the road.
- >"Maudie, don't encourage him! Now come on, I want to introduce you to Gummy and my other best friends!"
- >The rock pony gives a gentle grunt, following along behind her sister.
- >But she shoots one last glance back at you.
- >And you can almost swear you see a smile on her lips.
- >Swallowing again, you get to your feet and dust yourself off before going inside.
- "F-fucking rock ponies..."
- Two Boots:
- >Day Two Boots in Equestria
- >Wake up
- >Do your usual thing
- >Go down for breakfast when there's a knock on the door.
- "Son of a bitch..."
- >Stagger over to the door, grabbing a boot along the way.
- >Shove your foot inside and then open the door.
- >Fluttershy smiles up at you in her usual way.
- >"Good morning, Anon!"
- >A breathy squeak escapes at the end.
- >God that's cute.
- >You sigh and cross your arms over your chest.
- "Morning Butter Stutter."
- >The cream colored mare's face goes flush as she stares at the ground, dragging her hoof back and forth.
- >Great, now she's shut down.
- >You can never tell if she's ashamed or aroused when she gets like this.
- >Maybe both.
- >Clearing your throat, you draw her attention back to you.
- "So, what is it today?"
- >As though snapping out of a daze, Fluttershy smiles up at you.
- >"Oh, yes. Um, Anon, are manicures your fetish?"
- >...God damn, it finally happened.
- >This bitch is running out of ideas.
- >Though, a manicure does sound nice.
- >You glance down at your damaged nails and frown.
- >Fluttershy gasp as you show an interest in one of her ideas.
- >"Oh, oh my! I'll set up a spa appointment right away!"
- >Without waiting for your answer, she turns to walk away.
- >And then you see it.
- >Her flank.
- >The perfect target.
- >Grinning, you let her get a short distance away from you before breaking into a sprint
- >As you approach, you shore up your steps until you're right behind her.
- >And then you give that cunt the boot!
- >Literally.
- >Somehow your boot got stuck in her snatch, and she clamped down as she started flying through the air.
- >Thankfully your footwear came off and you didn't go with her.
- >Holding your hand over your eyes, you watch as the mumbling mare sails through the air and crashes off in the distance.
- "Heh. Nice."
- >Whistling a small tune, you stroll back inside.
- >Just as you're pouring your milk, there's another knock on the door.
- >Taking a deep breath, you sigh and look to your lone boot.
- "I guess today's a two-fer."
- >Shoving your foot into the boot, you open the door and force a smile at...
- >Fireworks explode in your face, blinding you to the outside world.
- >As you scramble to regain your sight, you hear a booming voice cry out:
- >"Behold, THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE!"
- >Fucking shit.
- >The dots eventually fade into the background and you glare at the magician pony.
- "Warn a guy, eh? You could have blinded me."
- >Puffing out her cheeks, Trixie shoots your look straight back at you.
- >"Trixie cares not for your concerns, she is here on business."
- "Business, huh?"
- >You sigh and lean against your door frame.
- "Listen, I don't think I have anything you want to buy."
- >Unflinchingly, The Awful and Terrible Cuntsy frowns up at you and furrows her brow.
- >"Trixie was under the impression that you were in possession of a highly desirable artifact that will give her the advantage over Twilight Sparkle. She wishes to purchase it."
- >...Right.
- >You chuckle a little and shake your head.
- "I don't know about that, it's not like I make a habit of collecting weird stuff. Your information is faulty."
- >Puffing out her cheeks, Trixie attempts to build herself up as she glares at you.
- >"Do you not possess the Hot Monkey Dick? I have heard of its power and wish to see if I can tap into its endurance!"
- >...
- >Fucking Fluttershy.
- >Rubbing your temple you shake your head.
- "Listen, Trix."
- >"The Great and Powerful Trixie."
- "Right, No Talent Hack."
- >You smirk as Trixie gasps, continuing before she can cut you off.
- "The HMD isn't for sale. I'm rather attached to it."
- >For emphasis, you bring your hand down to your crotch and grip it.
- >Trixie's eyes widen as a look of terror crosses her face.
- "Understand?"
- >There's a mute nod and you smile, ruffling her mane.
- "Atta girl. Anyway, I gotta eat so, later."
- >As you turn away, you hear a small, uncertain voice cry out.
- >"W-wait!"
- >That's it.
- >Someone's fucking with you.
- >Sighing again, you turn and put on your best 'I don't want to be here so make it fast' smile.
- >The Oblivious and Autistic Trixie doesn't seem to notice, tapping her hooves together a few times before looking back up at you.
- >Her face is tinged with red as she stammers
- >"W-w-would you consider, a, a sampling then? I-I can... p-p-pay."
- >Why do these ponies think you're a whore?
- >You're about to tear into Trixie, asking her if she thinks you look like a bitch, but an idea strikes you.
- >Grinning, you rub the bottom of your chin with your thumb, as though considering the offer.
- >You can almost see Trixie's heart thudding away in her throat.
- >After letting her stew for a moment, you grin and shrug.
- "Sure, I can give you something."
- >The stage magician gives an unprofessional squeal.
- "Free of charge."
- >Her jaw drops and her legs lock up.
- >"Are. You. Serious?"
- "Sure, sure. Just do me a favor and turn around, okay?"
- >Trixie gulps and hurriedly does as you ask.
- >Using your thumbs and forefingers, you frame Trixie's bulbous blue butt into a small square, squinting for emphasis.
- >You see her wiggle it a little in anticipation, and decide to strike.
- >Rushing the mare, you fire your second bootpedo into her Great and Powerful flank.
- >Trixie screams as she flies through the air, destination unknown.
- >Snapping a salute, you turn and march back into your house.
- "Man, what a great start to the day."
- >Unfortunately, your cereal is all soggy now.
- >And the milk was bad.
- >What a terrible day this is going to be.
- >Fucking Fluttershy.
- >And Trixie too.
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