Gooponies: Science gone wrong

>You are Anon
>And Purple Smart dragged you into another one of her attempts at science
>Down in her laboratory you walk past the many small glass bottles and vials, liquid in many different colors glowing inside of them
>"Anon, hurry! I am confident that I can do it today!", she calls from the other side of the room
>With an "urgh" sound you follower her to a small vial of dark purple fluid, suspended above a small fire
>Purple Smart is levitating a knife now, and with one quick motion she cuts your finger
"Ouch, what the fuck was that for?", you curse at her, but she's outright ignoring you
>She instead levitates the wound above the vial, letting a few drops fall into it
>Immediately the blood starts to dissolve and the stuff inside turns to an even darker shade of purple
>"O-oh, this is good!", the alicorn beams with glee as the contents of the vial begin to bubble
>She turns around to you and gives you a big hug
>Right in that moment a loud bang could be heard
>Aaaaaaand you are full of this disgusting, slimey stuff
>Fuck this is going to take some time to wash out
>Sticky shit is going to stick to your clothes forever
>You curse once more, Twi just apologizing over and over again
>Nothing but annoying grunts leaves your mouth at this very moment
>And a cold stare directed at twilight makes her go still immediately
>"You... You can go home. I'll clean this up myself..... Sorry about what happened."
>You immediately take this as your excuse and head upstairs, out of this god forsaken castle.
>You look down on yourself and swear it has turned into more slime than it was earlier
>Meh, you shrug it off and head back to your home
>As soon as you arrive at home you strip yourself
>You throw the slimy clothes onto the floor of your bathroom and step into the shower
>Turning on the hot water you immediately feel how it makes your muscles relax
>A content sigh escapes your mouth in the process
>Making sure to scrub all the slime away you take your time for the shower
>Damn, ponies can construct amazing showers, even though >hooves
>About half an hour later you reach for a towel, drying yourself thoroughly before stepping out of the shower
>About to go and grab new clothes, you look down on the by now absolutely squeaky clean garments on the floor
>You pick up the suit, scrutinizing it
>Not a single piece of goo remained on it
>You chuckle to yourself
"Not like that shit could just stand up and walk away, that would be absolutely absurd!"
>Laughing once more you fold your suit and head to the bedroom to grab some new undergarments out of the closet
>5 minutes later and you are dressed in your casual wear, a T-Shirt you brought with you and a pair of jeans
>You plop down on your couch and turn on the TV, wasting your time with cartoons has always been your favorite pastime
>An hour later your stomach audibly grumbles and you head to the kitchen to prepare something to eat
>Out of your fridge you put a few leftovers from yesterday's dinner on a plate and plop it into the microwave
>At least you keep calling it microwave even if Twilight persists on it being an arcane heater
>Turning it on you walk back into your living room, waiting for the *ding* noise to occur
>5 minutes later and the food promising sound is heard
>The food smells exceptional and you slowly make your way into the kitchen, ready to take in your dish
>...Just to find the microwave empty, save the plate
>You quickly run up to it, checking the small space for your food
>In the corner you could make out a gooey substance though... dark purple goop
>You glance around the room
"Come out purple smart, you owe me some food here"
>Annoyed you walk through your home, eager to find this thief
>But every single room you check is empty
>Looking out of the window you can see the sun is about to set
>A yawn escapes you and your body is telling you to go to bed
>Maling your way to your bedroom you realize how filthy your house actually is, clothes lying everywhere and the kitchen, living room and bedroom all have pieces of food scattered about
>You are Anon and one hell of a messy eater
>Grumbling to yourself about the state your home is in you pass the bathroom, just in time to hear a splashing noise
>Quickly turning your head to the sink a bit of the same goo is dripping down on the edge
>Something's absolutely fishy but you are far too tired to investigate
>You decide to put it on hold until tomorrow
>Making yourself cozy under your bedsheets it does not take long until you fall asleep, a quiet dripping noise in the background
>You hide under your bedsheets as the first few rays of sunlight hit your face
"Just 5 more minutes, mom", you grumble sleepily
>What you didn't expect was someone to actually answer you
>A faint "I ain't your mum, cunt" could be heard from downstairs
>Immediately you sit up, looking around the room
>To your surprise, it's absolutely clean
>Clean in a way of now clothes scattered about and no leftovers anywhere in sight
>Carefully you check under your bed, half expecting of something eating your face
>Nothing
>Maybe you imagined the voice earlier as well?
>Could have been one of those realistic dreams that you sometimes have between waking up properly
>Lazily you make you make your way over to the closet, pulling out a fresh suit and get dressed
>As you head into the bathroom, you remember the goo that was dripping down the sink yesterday
>Checking again, it was absolutely gone, the sink left in top condition
>You brush your teeth but can't help the feel of being watched, so you eye your suroundings suspiciously
>You go over your day's activities, first and foremost heading to twi to get an answer about the missing food
>As you mention it, your stomach begins to growl
>Correction of plan: First and foremoat get breakfast, then head over to twi
>As you reach the kitchen, another confusing sight: The oven is already pre-heated and a bunch of pancakes are kept warm inside
>And on the oven's handle more pink goo
>Maybe that is Twilight's apology for eating your leftovers yesterday
>As long as they aren't poisoned you don't complain
>Carefully taking out the tower of pancakes you turn around to a table already filled with everything you could need for a balanced morning
>A bit of maple syrup later, you dog into the absolute stunning food, a lot better than you could ever cook
>It almost comes close to Grandma Anon's dinner
>Salviating just from thw thought of it you empty your plate, down your cup of sugarless black tea, just the way you like it, and stand up
>Cleaning the dishes can wait until later, first you gotta get some answers from Mrs. Princess of all friendship Bookworm
>As you step outside the door the sound you hear is... yep, you just stepped into something
"Please don't let it be dogshit", you pray quietly
>"Who the fuck are you calling dogshit, asshole?", the same voice of earlier yelling at you
>Yeeeaaaahhh... Took you long enough to go crazy in Horseland
>Or that purple shit from yesterday has you gone skyhigh
>You shrug it off as a goo-induced LSD trip and make your way to the crystal castle