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- >Day SCREEEEEARRGH in Equestria
- >Walking through ponyville.
- >Pick up a cute little pony.
- >Ask her for directions.
- "SCREARRRGH!"
- >She starts screaming.
- >Try to hush her and let her know it's okay.
- "RARRRRGHARAGHBLARAARGH!"
- >She goes quiet with fear, and then feints.
- >Great, that's not safe.
- >Gotta take the poor little pony to the doctor, blacking out can lead to health problems.
- >Turn to all the other terrified little ponies around you.
- >Ask them if they know where the doctor is, or, failing that, might be able to take your friend to the hospital for you.
- "REEEEERREEEYARRRGHEEGHARRGHREEEEYRAYRAYYYGHRAWRUH!"
- >They panic even more as you realize you just smacked your tail into one of their houses.
- >You apologize and check on the poor little pony in your hand.
- >She's still out cold.
- >You mosey on down the street, trying to avoid further collateral damage but of course ponyville isn't giant-monster-friendly so you hit a few things on the way.
- >You spot what is obviously the local hospital and start towards it when another figure rises up behind it.
- >Goddamnit, who invited this asshole?
- >Mothra starts wailing in your direction.
- >"Hey, AnonZilla, what up?"
- "Oh, hey, Mothra, how's it hanging?"
- >"Just doing my bug thing, you know what I'm saying? Oh, hey, you playing with ponies, bro? What are you, five? You're a massive faggot, aren't ya? Hahahahahahaha!"
- >She stats tearing into the hospital building, causing a new eruption of screams.
- >Damnit you hate Mothra.
- >You look down to your helpless little pony, still unconscious, and run a finger over her mane.
- >She's so adorably soft, hopefully she'll be okay soon.
- >You put her down carefully and leer at that winged jerkwad, still terrorizing the little horses.
- >You crack your knuckles and charge your atomic breath.
- >Time to go beat on the bug.
- >Again.
- >To anyone who may have been dumb or unfortunate enough to stick around, the following conversation would have just been a series of SCREEEARGH's and WOOO WOOOOO's from the giant lizard and giant moth respectively.
- >But to you, it was much more.
- >You stomped right up to that clothes-eating bastard.
- "Hey, Mothra!"
- >The moth monster abruptly looks up as you encroach.
- >"Yeah, dawg?"
- "They're mine!"
- >Whatever retort it might make was cut off as you cold clocked her.
- >Your fist slammed into the bug's fuzzy face.
- >She reeled, crashing through part of the building and drawing more than a few yells.
- >You pushed forward and by the time Mothra recovered you were on it again.
- >You picked the moth up in both arms as it tried to flex its wings to get airborn.
- >"Yo, what are you doing, AnonZilla?!"
- >You tossed that punk into a small copse of trees.
- >Unfortunately the shock had won off and your nemesis was ready to go at it for real.
- >Mothra goes skyward, fluttering for all its worth and begins yelling various obscenities at you.
- >It began to flap its wings angrily and its antennae began to glow.
- >You remember this move.
- >You spat atomic death at your adversary and at the same time it fired a great beam from its antennae.
- >When the resulting explosion knocked you on your ass, you knew it was about to get real.
- >"Hahahaha," Mothra gloated, "I've gotten stronger since we last fought, and I know you don't have that much nuclear energy with you today; you can't fire your beam again for a while, but I sure can!"
- >There's that giant laser moth beam glow again.
- >You swiped up a tree and pelted her with it before she can charge up all the way, eliciting a fresh set of curses.
- >"If I had hands I'd flip you off, AnonZilla!"
- "While you're thinking about doing that... tree!"
- >You toss tree after tree, forcing the moth to take evasive action.
- >"Stop throwing trees at me, asshole!"
- >Of course you continued anyway, because fuck Mothra.
- >Unfortunately after your sixth throw, you reached down and found nothing in your grasp.
- >"Run out of trees? Well how about some laser be-"
- >You had waited long enough.
- >You gave the bug some more of your trademark "atomic breath in the face" maneuver.
- >The bug rushed you and you were thrown into a pitched wrestling match.
- >It was true, Mothra had certainly gotten stronger than before, each beat of its wings caused a wind to blow through the town.
- >The repeated ass kickings must have toughened it up for once.
- >However, as you managed to get your foe into a headlock, you realized that if this continued, the ponies would be blown away.
- >You toss the bug down the street, only to realize that this was a horrible move.
- >It was in the direction of the little pony from earlier.
- >You looked past the dazed moth to see her standing up, right off to its side.
- >The terror on her face as the bug turned its head to look at her made your spines crackle.
- >"Oh, who do we have here?"
- >You break into a dead sprint at the sound of the pony briefly crying out.
- >Tragically, you are too late.
- >Mothra takes into the air again, dangling the tiny, frantic horse.
- >"Got your toy! Hahahaha-no, stop struggling, I'm going to drop you!"
- >You squint and sure enough, your little pony was doing her darnedest to put up a fight.
- >You glance to your side and find a rather unassuming building that looks vaguely like a carousel.
- >Oh look, it's your best friend in any situation; a throwable object!
- >You lean down and peer inside the building.
- >A tiny unicorn squeals and cries out.
- >"Giant lizard!"
- >A small green and purple dragon thing in front of her flexes.
- >"Why yes, I have hit a growth spurt lately, Rarity."
- >A familiar scream reminds you that you don't have time for this, and grab both occupants, taking them out as you go for your real prize.
- >"My boutique!" the unicorn cries, and you grunt an apology.
- "SCRARUEERGH"
- >Of course the town starts panicking again.
- >You shrug it off and take aim.
- >You aim and toss that house like a boulder.
- >Which is to say, you toss it like you toss everything else.
- >Really hard.
- >The pony, still screaming and squirming in the giant moth's grip, suddenly goes still.
- >"House!"
- >Mothra takes a second to react to the pony's warning and by then, it is too late.
- >The building collides with the flying asshole and you dart forward.
- >Out of the wreckage of a thousand fabrics, wood splinters, dresses and giant, falling bug, you spot a blur of live movement.
- >Your pony!
- >You lunge forward, diving to catch her.
- >You come to a screeching halt, a trench of dirt kicked up in your trail.
- >You carefully open the cage formed by your hands to find a little pony, scratched up and shaken from her ordeal, but alive.
- >You smile and bring her close for a heartfelt apology.
- "I'm so sorry for all this trouble miss pony, this must have been a terrible ordeal. I'd like to make it up to you somehow and-"
- >Of course she hears something totally different.
- "Rarrgh raooorgh; SCRAEERGH SKREERH RARRGH RORRR REEEEGH SCRAAGH RAARGH!"
- >You're left holding an unconscious pony once more.
- >Oh, right, need a doctor.
- "SKREEGH-RAWWRG RAAH?!"
- >The few bystanders who gaped at your display of affection are sent screaming again.
- >These townfolk are very unhelpful.
- >After a good thirty minutes of searching and polite requests for help, you just grab Mothra and haul the moron home.
- >Hours later, a certain pony will wake up with a neatly brushed mane and tail, a mild headache, and a handwritten letter.
- >She picks it up gingerly and reads its contents.
- "SKREEEEERARGH! XOXOXOXO" - AnonZilla
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