Neigh! [AiE, Short]

>”Neigh”
“Mhm. Yes, I see.”
>The colorful pastel pony that had dragged you out of your house was sure making a racket.
>”Neigh, neigh. Neigh.”
“I agree.”
>It shook its head and continued nudging your leg, forcing you to continue walking.
>Sure, you could’ve just taken a step to the side, or even punted the little fucker.
>The thing was barely up to knee-height.
>But you wanted to see with this would go.
>When you had woken up this morning, your corner-shop, which was normally in the middle of New York, was on the edge of a little village.
>Naturally, you couldn’t give less of a shit.
>So you just set up shop like normal.
>It took an hour, but eventually you had your first customer.
>Yeah, it was a pony, but you’ve seen weirder walk in.
>You’re still trying to forget about what happened on Valentine’s day.
>Never knew until then that human bodies could contort like that.
>Uninterestingly, though, it just kinda looked around at all the newspapers and magazines before walking out.
>Rather rude, honestly.
>Eventually, a slightly larger purple pony came in and practically forced you out.
>And now you were walking down a dirt road in the middle of pony town.
>Meh.


>As it continued leading you down an unknown road, you looked around to take in the scenery.
>The houses all looked like a stereotypical colonization-era german house.
>Sky was rather clear, and you could spot some ponies flying about. Neato.
>Boring, all in all.
“So, little purple equine, where are you taking me?”
>”Neigh neigh.”
>Ah, yeah. Language barrier and all that.
“Sounds interesting, but I should really get going.”
>You trying turning around, and the thing almost spears your thigh with it’s horn by accident.
>The purple pony, now dubbed PP for short, looks up at you.
>”Neigh!”
>It tries shoving you forwards again.
>Cute.
“Nah, don’t think so.”
>You simply pick the thing up and continue walking down whatever path it was taking you before.
>”Neigh!”
>It doesn’t sound, nor look very happy, but whatever.
>It’s very fluffy, and fluffy little animals make you happy.
>You tussle its mane a bit.
“Aww, you’re a cute wittle pony aren’t ya!”
>It gives you a deadpan look.
>”...Neigh.”
>You look back up and continue walking forward. There’s an expensive looking tree-crystal-castle thing in the distance, probably what it wants you to go to.
>As you get closer, the density of ponies on the street grows.
>And they’re all staring at you holding one of their own.
>You wave to one of them.
>It just continues staring.
>Fuck you too, bud.


>You reach the grand front door of the crystal thing and put PP down.
“Here’s your house. I better get back to my shop.”
>You just walk away at a casual pace. It doesn’t even try to stop you physically this time.
>Just neighs a lot.
>”Neigh! Neigh neigh! Neigh neigh, neigh! NEIGH!”
>Very cool.
>After going through the village and gaining a few more stares, you arrive back at your shop.
>Wonderful, there was a thing in here already.
>A little lizard thingy with the same color scheme as Barney.
>It seemed to be taking a special interest in the erotica section.
>You hadn’t noticed until now, but all your stock had been ponified as well.
>All the human women in lewd poses were replaced by varying ponies, who were mostly wearing socks and giving bedroom eyes.
>Eh, makes it easier to sell.
>Hopefully the backroom tubs of stock were ponified as well.
>Hey, there was one of that purple pony that was leading you!
>Weirdly, it was rubbing a book against her pony-snatch.
>Fucking weird ass nerds. You bet that those would sell like hotcakes.
>It was also the same one that lizard was taking an interest in.


>You clear your throat, and it whirls around.
>Lovely, it had it’s exposed lizard dong fully expanded.
>It begins blushing so hard you think it’ll faint.
“Look dude, I really don’t care.”
>You’re not lying, either. The amount of people you had just blatantly fapping in your shop was uncountable.
>You walk past it while it’s still just blushing and staring at nothing.
>Picking the mag off the shelf you hand it to the thing.
“Go ahead. You can have that one for free if you promise to come back eventually.”
>The blush on its cheeks fade, and it looks at you in disbelief.
>”Neigh.”
>God damn it, it also spoke pony.
“You’re welcome. Now go on, out.”
>It runs out the door giddily, in the direction of the crystal tree.
>Pretty sure it still had a raging boner when it left.
>Heh, good luck dude.